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Dec 13, 2006 15:02:26 GMT -5
Post by §yclone on Dec 13, 2006 15:02:26 GMT -5
Zeus padded with confidence along the quieter parts of the river. He puffed his chest out almost royally as he strutted along the riverbend. His talons dug into the icy soil. The moon rays bounced off his white pelt like a radiant beam.
Zeus was a bit, over confidant. He just knew he was the best. Which most of the time was his downfall. He rolled his eyes as he thought of his brother. That little. . . . Zeus kept padding. he didn't realy like his brother much. Some part of him wanted to kill Saint.
Brother! Keep up will you!
Zeus snapped over his shoulder as he hopped onto a log and sat to wait on his brother. . . .
Saint sniffed softly at the ground for his brothers sent. He was very far behind. Saint knew this irritated his brother more than anything. But Saint did it anyway. Somewhat uncaring. Ahh but Saint did care, more than his fool hearted brother would know.
Low and behold, his brothers snap of a command made his ears prick. Saint barely heard the fell words of his brother. He instantly plunged into a hard run. The moonlight guiding his swift steps through the wilderness. Soon he heard the river quietly echoing through his delicate ears. He slowed to a trot as he neared his brother, Zeus.
Patiance is given to those of humble nature, Zeus. But I see you have neither.
Saint spoke softly, just over the quiet river rushing by. Saint half-knew that that comment would anger his brother. He didn't want to get bitten, that was just Saints nature. Poetic, charming, sensitive. Completly opposite his arrogant brother.
He came to a stop before Zeus. He nodded his head then sat. He knew he coul not go up onto the log with him unless invited. Unless he wanted a severe punishment. [/size][/color]
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Dec 13, 2006 15:28:02 GMT -5
Post by Tsarr on Dec 13, 2006 15:28:02 GMT -5
TSARR hello angel, tell me, where are you? Obsidian limbs shifted forward at a fast-moving pace, though the lean males joints were already beginning to stiffen with age. His appearance no longer held the young, handsome light it once had, but every inch of his muscled body still seemed to emitt power. Lips parted slightly, pink tounge running swiftly over his long grey whiskers. A satisfied sigh rumbled from deep within his throat, violent blue orbs gleaming with joy as he made his way through the unknown terrain. Already he had been crowned light king, after entering the realm only shortly before. Still, it was not as if he was too inexperienced to take command.. But light king? Tsarr pondered over the title as he ran. It was true he bore no evil streak, but many of his attributes were not particularly desirable. Still, there was no point in complaining when the title was such an honourable one. Tufted lobes pricked as the wolf detected the voices of other wolves. He gave a low whine, shifting forward at an even faster pace in excitement. After travelling so long, deviod of all company, the very thought of being surrounded with others of his own kind filled him with glee. Head raised skywards, lips parting as the male gave a deep howl, alerting the strangers to his presence. It seemed they were close - very close. He leapt energetically over the foliage, before slowing his pace and stepping cautiously into the clearing.
[o u t] of [c h a r a c t e r]: sorry it's a bit short, but i'm meant to be writing an english essay.. -_-
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Dec 13, 2006 15:51:46 GMT -5
Post by §yclone on Dec 13, 2006 15:51:46 GMT -5
(ooc)it's fine XD.
Zeus looked down upon his brother with a look of discust. The hatred building inside him was almost overwhelming. He growled at Saint, snarling his discust. He finaly consealed his ivorys and began to think as he looked into the waters.
Zeus had heard of a new Light King being crowned. He wondered what he was like briefly. He had heard form another lobo that had seen him that he was older and he had dark coloring. And blue optics. Rare for dark coloring. Zeus growled softly again. He deserved that posision. . . He deserved alpha! Not some old wind-bag.
A howl interupted his thoughts and shook him in a start. He whipped his head around to see an older looking dark colored brute with blue eyes. . . The Light King he guessed. He let out a low growl.
Who are you?
Saint dipped his head a little at his brothers snarling. As Zeus made a snap for him, he got up and walked away. Saint then stopped close to the river and layed down. A tear welled up in his optics. Why did his brother hate him so much? He quickly blinked them away and stared into the water.
His brothers growl startled him from his thoughts. What was he growling at now? Saint raised his head, just as he did he heard a howl. He quickly stood and looked toward the howl. There was a dark colored brute with blue eyes walking toward them. Saint also knew of the new Light King. And he also knew of his brothers lust for it.
Saint then looked to his brother after he snarled out a 'Who are you?'. Saint rolled his eyes. He merely sat and dipped his head, as if he knew who he was. [/size][/color]
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Dec 14, 2006 12:59:06 GMT -5
Post by Tsarr on Dec 14, 2006 12:59:06 GMT -5
TSARR hello angel, tell me, where are you? All emotions of joy were immediately wiped from Tsarr's brain as the fierce-looking stranger replied with such a savage tone. So? Let him act the fool. We shall see who is laughing once I have proven my authority.. a wry smile passed over the dark males maw, though it disappeared as suddenly as it had come. Head dipped in a bow of respect, blue orbs coming to rest on those of the stranger. Well met, sir. He gave the formal greeting of his homeland, not caring if it seemed out of place in this unknown realm. I extend my apologies for not introducing myself, nor alerting you to my presence earlier. I am dubbed Tsarr, and crowned Light King. The male inhaled deeply, twitching his long tail from side to side elegantly, his gaze never leaving the stranger. And who, may I ask, are you? Tsarr settled easily against the damp soil, beginning to clean his paws with swift grooming-nibbles, and doing his best to appear carefree. He had spoken in a deep voice, his accent revealing a slight exoticness that made each word seem clipped and precise, somehow enhancing the air of royalty that he exluded with what seemed almost no effort. Although his position on the ground was somewhat precarious, the dark-pelted King of Light was almost certain he could rise quickly to escape harm, whether through fleeing or staying to fight. He gave a low-pitched grunt, lobes twitching back and forth as he awaited a reply. He was certain there was another wolf nearby. But where?
[o u t] of [c h a r a c t e r]: Homework sucks. And I have loads. Which is not good. Oh, and it is just a mistake, or have you actually made me co-admin?
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Dec 14, 2006 14:06:18 GMT -5
Post by §yclone on Dec 14, 2006 14:06:18 GMT -5
(ooc) No it was no mistake silly! I made you Co-Admin. I was wondering when you would notice. lol.
(bic)Zeus stuck his nose farther in the air so he could look further down on the male. A menacing glare held his expressions together as he watched the Light King introduce himself. He then gave a short look 'round for his brother, Saint. He couldn't see him. Hmmm. No one to stop him.
Zeus jumped down from his foot tall log and strode a bit closer to Tsarr. He let out a soft growl as his talons dug into the soil. There were no witnesses. Why couldn't he just kill off this old male and take the crown? What an idea!
I am Zeus.
He snapped strongly as he hunched low, giving one last look around before he was going to strike. . . . .
Saints orbs widened as he watched his arrogant brother from the brush he had sliped into. He was not surprised that Zeus would be snarky. But actualy try and kill Tsarr? That was a whole new low, even for his brother.
With no further ado, Saint lept with a great snarl to his brother out of hiding. He lunged in between Tsarr and Zeus just in time to block Zeuses attack to Tsarr. The powerfull attack Zeus sent made Saint fall but quickly scramble to a stand and snarl once more.
This is a new low, brother! Even for you! I will die before you continue this rampage you fool!
Saint spat in a snarl trying to ignore the blood spilling out of his shoulder. Saint watched as Zeus growled and backed up. Zeus sat down beside the log and stared into the water, glaring. Zeus then looked back to Saint with a sertain glare that only Saint would know. Saint was gonna get it bad, just not right now.
Saint then smoothed his fur back and relaxed as he turned to face the Light King, Tsarr. He then bowed respectfully to Tsarr before standing once more. He licked his wound softly then looked back to Tsarr.
Please, forgive my brother. You do not have to waste respect or kind word on him my lord. [/size][/color]
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Dec 14, 2006 14:26:13 GMT -5
Post by Tsarr on Dec 14, 2006 14:26:13 GMT -5
TSARR hello angel, tell me, where are you? Icy blue orbs flashed violently, lips curling in a fierce growl as the two strangers stood before him. Hissing slightly, Tsarr turned to the wolf who had saved him from injury. "Quite the contrary, sir, for I would be no king if I did not care for each and every one of those around me." Head shifted in the direction of his attacker, long tail moving gently from side to side, though if in pride or displeasure it was impossible to tell. He hesitated thoughtfully for a moment, before taking voice once more in his deep tone. "Now, sir, it seems I owe you my thanks. I am grateful for what you did, but it seems you are injured on my account. Is there any way I could do you a favour in return? I could offer you a place in my pack.. unless there is some other way I could reward you instead?" Tsarr dipped his head to conclude the small speech, shifting his lean limbs and leaving slight marks in the earth. Piercing blue gaze returned to the opposer, orbs clouding in distaste, though the expression disappearing moments after. "Master Zeus, sir, it would be far better if you remained out of my sight until you are willing to act like a civilised being. I admit, I know little of the rules of this land, but I shall not stand for such despicable behaviour. He continued to glare at the male for a few seconds longer, deciding to say no more but the traditional blessing of his homeland. May peace go with you, sir. A deep sigh errupted from his jaws. If the twisted stranger followed his wishes and fled, then all would be well. But if not... he would prefer not to fight during his first week as Light King, but if it was necessary, then so be it..
[o u t] of [c h a r a c t e r]: I had fun writing this ^^ Short, but fun to write..
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Dec 15, 2006 15:47:00 GMT -5
Post by §yclone on Dec 15, 2006 15:47:00 GMT -5
Zeuses gaze snapped back to Tsarr as he spoke to him. Tsarr seemed to respect him in a way. Zeus didn't know wether he was being sarcastic or literal. So he just assumed sarcastic.
Zeus glared at the Light King as he spoke. The fur along his spine stood th nerve of this old brute! He could take it no longer. . . Zeus snarled and leaped up. He walked a little closer to Tsarr and spat at him.
If you mean civilized, you mean, bowing down and worshiping you, then I will never! My brother may be weak, but I am not!
He spat angrily. He then glared at his brother, Saint.
If you take his offer. You will no longer be my brother. But my enemy! Two can play at that game, little brother.
He said in almost a sing songy vioce as he glared at him. He then whirrled around and ran out of sight. . . .
Saint dipped his head slightly as his brother spoke to the King then to him. He drew in a breath an let it out forcefully as his brother ran off. He knew he was still listning. And Saint knew this offer would be to good to miss. So for once, he would not listen to his fool hearted brother. . .
Saint looked back to Tsarr. He looked a bit uneasy.
My lord, you owe me nothing. I was simply doing what was right and I could not accept your offer, even though it is an honor.
He sighed softly, his silver eyes never meeting Tsarrs.
I only ask for your friendship.
Saint finished with a gentle smile. He looked back to Tsarr, his soft gaze almost searching for acceptance in the Kings. . . . [/size][/color]
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Dec 16, 2006 14:20:29 GMT -5
Post by Tsarr on Dec 16, 2006 14:20:29 GMT -5
TSARR hello angel, tell me, where are you? Blue orbs watched the male as he stalked away through the foliage, Tsarr's own lean frame holding an unusually hostile pose. Lip curled in the beginnings of a growl, though the Light King hurriedly resumed a more noble posture, replying to the sullen wolfs bitter cursings in a somewhat sinister tone. "As you wish, master Zeus, though I can assure you, you are indeed making the wrong decision. It does not bode well to cast your insults at a King.." He added a slight hiss at the end, before turning his sincere gaze back to the form of the far more friendly wolf. It was on this wolf he allowed his gaze to linger, wise mind formulating the next sentences to leave his slightly parted jaws. "Friendship?" He repeated the word lightly, a faint smile passing over his maw. "My dear sir, it would be an honour to know that I have you as a friend." Head dipped elegantly, long ebon plume sweeping across the dark soil and leaving slight tracks in the earth. I apologise, but it seems that in the confusion, I have not learnt of your name.. Features remained serious, though a gleam that could be interpreted as cheerfulness (though wrongly, it must be said) was visible in his light orbs. Tense muscles relaxed slightly, though Tsarr made no effort to shift into a more comfortable position, for now it seemed he has some knowledge of this land, and all optimism he had held about its inhabitants had evapourated. But he had to admitt that the wolf before him seemed kind-hearted, if not a little too obedient to his sibling. The Light King sighed deeply, possibly a little too deeply, for he did not wish for his true emotions to be betrayed. If anyone ever learnt of his true opinions, then he would more likely than not be detested by all. But he meant no harm, nor showed any of his anger. The old wolf had many secrets kept from the world, and it was unlikely that any would ever be revealed.
[o u t] of [c h a r a c t e r]: I tried to reply to this last night, but my computer chose that exact moment to crash. Typical -_-
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