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Post by The Albino Poo on Jul 26, 2005 14:55:25 GMT
A squirrel squealed loudly as it became engulfed in a large sphere of darkness. The sphere became smaller and smaller, crushing the rodent instantly. A large black brute laughed manically, golden optics wide with satisfaction. His pelt stretched over his sinewy body, one white mitt clawing the ground. His dark auds twisted on his crania like radar, tassle wagging furiously.
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Post by Layla on Jul 26, 2005 14:58:57 GMT
A pair of demonic, red orbs stared out from the darkness. Growls forced their way from the demon creature's opened maw. Orbs rolling around, glowing with almost sinister light. Black pelt draped tightly across a muscular body. His paws scraped at the Earth, tassle waving from side to side; sweeping the ground. Faster than any normal wolven, the creature, a demon wolf, leapt from the shadows, and stared impassively to the other. His dubbance? Destruction. He was not a demon; merely a wolven whom often lost control of his actions, and became more sinister; more demonic!
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Post by The Albino Poo on Jul 26, 2005 15:03:15 GMT
The brute twisted his head around to see the stranger. He scratched at his nape harmlessly as he stared, a wicked grin plastered and his face. "And w-what do you want?" he cackled, twitching slightly as the words came out.
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Post by Layla on Jul 26, 2005 15:05:46 GMT
Destruction opened his large muzzle, letting out a raging snarl which pierced the calm, night air. "The right question is; what do YOU want! Coming towards my packs terrain!" He snarled; red orbs rolling
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Post by The Albino Poo on Jul 26, 2005 15:08:46 GMT
A menacing laugh uncurled from his throat as his stood up and approached the brute. "Like I give a damn about your pack," he spat, sitting down again and scratched an ear idly. "I'm just a loner passing through at the moment."
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Post by Layla on Jul 26, 2005 15:11:28 GMT
"Get away from me, Sikla!" Destruction snorted in disgust, red orbs rolling, lifting his head and tail high, then he stopped. With confusion etched across his face, Destruction blinked his now-silvery orbs. "Hello." he said, politely; bowing slightly.
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Post by The Albino Poo on Jul 26, 2005 15:13:08 GMT
He cocked his head at the brute's behavior, then stood up again. "I'll be going now," he said, narrowing his golden pools as he walked away.
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Post by Layla on Jul 26, 2005 15:16:24 GMT
Destruction cocked his own head slightly, then shrugged, and carried on back towards his pack. he wondered whether Thistle was still s'posed to be looking after him. He hoped not; he didn't want her to get in trouble for him skulking off!
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Post by The Albino Poo on Jul 26, 2005 15:21:05 GMT
He merely walked on, going towards the scent of the pack. Seeing another, he stopped and observed. The figure was small, and from the scent, he found that it was in fact, another brute. The manic grin creased his maw again as he walked towards the white and brown brute.
Albino stood in the middle of nowhere, setting patches of dry grass on fire. He laughed as the flames danced in front of his eyes. Scenting another, he turned around, seeing the black wolf. "Who are you?" he asked innocently. "Did you come to see the God of Sporks?"
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Post by Layla on Jul 26, 2005 15:22:31 GMT
Destruction reached his pack. "Sorry." he mumbled to Layla, then walked past his alphess, lying down in the shade of an old oak tree.
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Post by The Albino Poo on Jul 26, 2005 15:25:25 GMT
Kamikaze thought for a moment, then nodded, still grinning. "Yes, yes," he laughed, optics shining in the moonlight. "Can you take me to this God of Sporks?"
The small brute wagged his tail happily, and motioned for him to follow. "She's this way!"
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Post by Layla on Jul 26, 2005 15:30:29 GMT
Destruction's silver orbs cast his face into shadows. Light, although his face, and himself, was dark, evil. He could be kind, but how? and who to? He had begun to develop a friendship with the femme of his own age; the one whom looked over him, the kindest wolven he had met for a while. Thistle.
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Post by The Albino Poo on Jul 26, 2005 15:31:53 GMT
Albino stopped in seeing distance of Layla. "Oh great God of Sporks! A believer has come to see you!"
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Post by Layla on Jul 26, 2005 15:34:45 GMT
Layla turned swiftly at his words. She cocked her head slightly. "Me? Someone's come to see me?" She said, orbs confused. Wishes hovered fearfully, yet also confusedly, beside her
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Post by The Albino Poo on Jul 26, 2005 15:37:49 GMT
"Yes," he said happily, approaching her with the killer behind him. "This nice innocent believer has come to see you!"
Kamikaze bowed unconvincingly, never taking his eyes off of Layla's. "Greetings," he said, the wicked smile still on his face. "I have come to join your clan."
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