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Post by Mystic on Jan 23, 2010 19:29:38 GMT -5
Donovan let out a snarl and ran after the brute, his eyes glinting. He didn't care that at times he wanted to rip her head off. All he knew was that she was in danger and he had to help her. "GET BACK HERE, YOU BRUTE!" He didn't want to think what they would do to Sunstorm if he didn't get her back.
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Post by Phantom on Jan 23, 2010 19:33:01 GMT -5
Unfortunetely, Bleaknight was one huge wolf. With long legs. He was at the border quickly, and dropped the unconscious female on the ground there before grinning back at Donovan. "You want your little Queen?" He purred, grinning wickedly. Using one paw, he pulled the limp body closer to him, licking her head, the action like that of a lover, but the look in his eyes most certainly not.
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Post by Mystic on Jan 23, 2010 19:51:32 GMT -5
"Give her back!" Donovan snarled. He was fearful of crossing the border. For all he knew, there could be twenty wolves waiting on him. But he was very afraid for his mate. Donovan eased forwar a bit, his fur bristled and eyes narrowed at Bleaknight. "I swear if you so much as harm one single piece of fur on her..." He pulled his lips up in a feral snarl.
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Post by Phantom on Jan 23, 2010 19:56:19 GMT -5
Bleaknight grinned, leaning down and pinching the fur on the alphess' scruff, and although it didn't wake her up, blood trickled down her fur, and a faint whimper escaped her, even unconscious. "You'll do what?" He purred, licking over the spot again, watching Donovan wickedly.
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Post by Mystic on Jan 23, 2010 20:05:12 GMT -5
Donovan let out a furious snarl and dove over the border at the sight of blood. Never mind Bleaknight was as big as a bear. No one was going to hurt Sunstorm! Not when he was around! He felt like ripping Bleaknight's throat out himself. "DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH HER!"
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Post by Phantom on Jan 23, 2010 20:10:34 GMT -5
Bleaknight grinned, eyes dancing. He grabbed the female's scruff tighter and quite literally tossed her into his territory to free his mouth and claws. Turning just slightly and shoving forward, the huge brute moved his broad, hard shoulder in the way of Donovan's bound, to force him back.
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Post by Mystic on Jan 23, 2010 20:18:10 GMT -5
Donovan was blocked, but he quickly tore into Bleaknight's side. "LET HER GO!" It was clear that he was not going to give up. He'd do anything he'd have to just to get his mate back. Deep down, Donovan cared about her.
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Post by Phantom on Jan 23, 2010 20:25:11 GMT -5
Bleaknight growled, swiftly moving to pin the smaller male. "Why do you even care? If you cared, you wouldn't have banished her own daughter and her grandpups." He snorted, moving away from him. "I'll keep her until you decide whether or not you really want her or not."
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Post by Mystic on Jan 23, 2010 20:35:02 GMT -5
Donovan rose to his feet, his fur bristling. "My reasons are my own!" He knew that if it came down to it, he wouldn't be able to defeat Bleaknight. Not on his own, at least...the wolf realized this and let out a low growl. Greenwood would be behind him...but would they be enough?
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Post by Phantom on Jan 23, 2010 20:42:05 GMT -5
"Your reasons?" He laughed, eyes dancing. "Let me ask you, when you found out what Hemitite had done to her, how Mystic came to be, were you disgusted because of what she went through, how hard it must have been for her, or were you just disgusted because of the union between a Blackshadow and Greenwood?" He purred, tail flicking out behind him.
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Post by Mystic on Jan 23, 2010 23:53:36 GMT -5
"All of the above." Donovan snarled. Deep down he truly pitied Sunstorm. How hard must have it been to carry that pup, knowing the dark secret she bore with her? How hard must it have been to smile and laugh at congratulations? Even still, how hard must it have been for Starfrost? His mate would be having a pup that was not of his own line. "I can only imagine what he put her through."
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Post by Phantom on Jan 24, 2010 0:00:04 GMT -5
"But you put her through more." He shrugged, an amused light in his blood-red eyes. "She accepted that pup, and loved it anyway. So let me ask you something else. If I made her have my pups..." A wicked grin slid across his muzzle. "Would you kill them? Banish them?"
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Post by Mystic on Jan 24, 2010 0:13:37 GMT -5
Donovan flattened his ears. As much as he hated to admit it, Bleaknight had a point. At what sounded like a threat, however, he bared his teeth. "This time around...I don't know. Whatever she wanted. I realize now I was wrong." He felt partially to blame for this, actually. If he had never banished Sunstorm's pup and her kin, she would be safe in their dens at that moment. "Damnit Bleaknight! Let her GO!"
((*has half a mind to throw in Forest*))
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Post by Phantom on Jan 24, 2010 9:26:54 GMT -5
((That would be cheating. xD Bleaky's not actually gonna do anything. He just REALLY likes ticking people off. xD))
"Whatever she wanted?" Bleaknight let out a hearty guffaw, but moved deeper into his territory to drag out the unconscious body with blood dripping down the back of her neck. He dropped her near the border, but put one huge paw on her shoulders to keep Donovan from taking her back quite yet. "One more question now, my pathetic little friend. And don't worry, this one isn't intented to make you guilty." He grinned and leaned forward to face the other. "Do you love this pile of Blackshadow-tortured fur? Or rather, I should say, are you in love with her?"
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Post by Mystic on Jan 24, 2010 9:45:22 GMT -5
((Teehee.))
Ugh. Why was he doing this? Donovan looked to Sunstorm. Suddenly she looked weak and helpless. Like something he had to protect. Donovan flattened his ears against his head. "Yes. Yes, I am in love with Sunstorm." He hoped this wouldn't make Bleaknight hurt her any more than she already was. Sometimes wolves liked to turn people's affections against them.
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