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Post by Arien Verloren on May 20, 2007 1:08:35 GMT -5
The morning dawned quiet and cool. Colorful birds flitting thrugh the trees, unaware of the bloody events of the night. Aria got up, her underbelly and paws dripping with her mother's blood. The river, still singing it's sad song, brought tears to Aria's eyes. She glanced around, carefully avoiding looking at the pool of blood at her feet, her mother's glassy eyes. She shook her tail, red droplets spinning off her fur and into the trees. Her usually sorrowful eyes hardened as she thought of Arien. How could any wolf kill another? And bring so much pain to the ones she left alive? Aria looked longingly at the river, wishing to throw herself in. Tipping her head to the sky, she knew her mother would be ashamed if she did. Unstead, she focused her emotions on one thing: Arien. She began to run, her slender body sliding easily through the undergrowth. Anger turning into pure energy, she followed her aunt's trail through the forest. She would pay, she thought. She will pay for what she has done. I will avenge you yet, mother. I am no coward anymore.
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Post by xninjaninax on May 20, 2007 1:37:30 GMT -5
Pena's greyishblack paws padded down on the soft mud just off shore from the waters of the cold river. Her hazel green eyes just spelled out hunger. If it was catchable, the next living thing she saw would be in her mouth in a second. It was starting to get warmer, and Pena could already feel her black coat warming. Maybe a short swim would help her catch some food as well as cool off. But Pena would first have to look around. If there was any predators there, or even other wolves, she could automatically be toast. As she looked around until finally she got to another wolf. Anything about this wolf's character could not be read from such a distance, but the way she walked somewhat raised a button in Pena that she was no predator. Still, Pena could not be sure. She debated whether or not to approach the wolf. Maybe she could observe what the wolf did a bit longer...
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Post by Arien Verloren on May 20, 2007 15:03:19 GMT -5
// greyishblack... Nice word there... (: //
Aria, still running slighting halfhazardly, came, panting, to a halt. Her head spun with exaustion and emotion, swirling around in a whirlpool of confusion. Shaking her head to clear out her thoughts, she focused. There was no way she was going to reach Arien this way.. She was going to have to plan. She sat, taking a glance around to make sure no predetors were near. Seeing a dark wolf throguh the trees, she didn't bother to see who it was. Immediatly her sub-counciousness (heh.. sp) connected this dark wolf with another dark wolf... Dark in heart and in pelt. She leapt to her paws, not careing about the twinge of pain the gave up, unwilling for more running. She raised her hackles, growling menacingly, carefully stalking toward the stranger, her green eyes no longer glazed in pain.. they burned with unwanted hate. Hateful fire burning only for revenge.
// Meh... we are being pathetically iliterate.. -sigh- Meh. //
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