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Post by secret on Feb 8, 2008 18:30:27 GMT -5
x. Bewitched .x
Oh how wonderful life is. So many wonderful places to go, so many sights to see, so many new canines to meet, Oh yes, life is a wondrous gift. Don't make me laugh, sweetheart. Life maybe wonderful in your eyes, but in mine it's just dull and has as much excitement as a the life of a duck. A very depressed, anti-social duck. Yes you heard me correct, bitch. I said my life's as active as a duck's.
I padded through the rocky sands, my footing just as strong if it had been white sand. My ears laid back against my skull, my tail sweeping low. I looked like a wolf, yet my features were finer and less wild. I was a husky, just a husky that spent a little to much of her time with wolves. You would know I was a husky, it would just take you a while to except my tail being straight and low instead of high and curled. To be truthful, it had taken a lot of time to make it stay that way. Also thanks to the wolves. In their society, it showed arrogance and overconfidence as well as disrespect to hold your tail so high. Of course I was all of those things, I just didn't feel like getting killed for it.
I wandered toward the wooden dock, my fine yet limber frame trotting in an effortless way under the pale light of the moon. My black hair was coarse yet well groomed, and it held the same silvery-black over my entire frame. Also a oddity for someone of my breed. Yet I truly don't give a fuck if you notice or not. My personality is just as vicious as a wolves', so don't get me started on how I look, or how I act. Just don't.
I hoisted myself onto the wooden frame of the deck, and padded out toward the edge to gaze over the black water against even blacker sky. No stars glowed through the dark clouds, and even the moon stayed hidden. I could see fine, of course, my icy voids taking in the water as it lapped up against the front of the dock lightly. I snorted, soft clouds of gray air folding up over my wet nose. It was chilly tonight, even to me, but I liked it out here. It gave me time to speak with the shadows. [/blockquote]
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Post by Racer on Feb 8, 2008 20:33:21 GMT -5
A.M.O.R. Long slender bodice trotted over to the opened sea water dock. I had grown bored on my lands and food was going scarce. So lets see what I find over here. Anyway if you ask you will just get your ass kicked so don't fucking let your damn mind wonder to much. I flickered my banner and let my nose take in the scent of the salty harbor. I leaped on a boat that floated abandoned on the dock and just sniffed around the ash. What the hell was wrong with this place? Everything and everyone was just simply dead. Still...I liked it. I fluffed my light mixture of fur against the breeze that blew past me. It was chilly I was to admit but I liked like this better then in the summer...
One of the things I like I should say. I was rather skiddish and bitchy but neh...who cares whore? Dark look over came my orbs as I saw a black figure in the distance. I stood there watching it for a little bit until I finally reacted....took me long enough. I let out a bark toward it and sat my lean bodice down triangular auds pointed directly at it. I'm not so nice so get down with it.
I scented the passing wind and I knew she was a female. Hopefully a Dark one to help me run my pack. That is if she can pass my temper and get over the fucking fact that I'm boss and I do what the fuck I want. I shook my beautiful fur and looked toward the buildings that stood high off in the distance. Someone else had responded to my bark but I kept my maw shut looking back at the black figure narrowing my orbs. Pink tongue came over my maw and I waited patiently for her appearance or reaction. I wouldn't wait to long as I had stuff to do and territory to mark and make mine. Something I should of done before I got here but my howl should have made everything clear. Me swearing to you that I will kill you if you dare pass my boarder to fight me for my land. I got up big paw prints dotting the snow as I walked over the blacked boat as I leaped off of it and onto the dock.
Nothing really to do or say so I just started toward the fae that apparently had things of her own to do. If no talk then a fight shall keep my boredom away from me. And if not that then a kill. I was beautiful really. Husky to be exact. Don't ask about my background because I will never tell you such. I stopped half way and snorted some cold air away from my lungs and thought twice about meeting this bitch. I did have better things to do but I rather do it with someone else then alone. To tell you the truth I hated to be lonely but if I had to be it? Then I would asshole. I was born with 5 other siblings but none where high class enough to hang with a sister. fuck them. fuck them all! I never needed them. As they where never family in the first place.
I stopped my thinking on them as they where worthless as my own brother tried to kill me for defending myself from a stupid as human. Stupid whore got his throat munched. Then after my mother being nothing but supportive had to join in the quail. I smirked at the thought. Such shame I grew up with such coldness or I would have just been something in this world. HA! fuck that and fuck you too. I'm something in this world and let yourself think wrong and I will show you I'm something bitches and hoes....
Welcome to my world...
its surrounded by hell and its called AMORS world....
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Post by secret on Feb 9, 2008 20:19:07 GMT -5
I thought wistfully of all the homes I'd ever been in. Of course there had been many, why else would I be this foul? And why hadn't I stayed in said homes? Because all the bitches were just that and all the men acted like all the bitches. I mean really, is there any decent, remotely attractive man out there for poor little me? No, and that's fine by me. Better than fine. It rather not mother six pups thank you, and I'd rather not get left or forgotten about. And that's what happens to bitches who fall in love. They die or get stepped on. And don't you dare try and tell me otherwise. It won't end well for you.
So why do I know all this when I haven't once been in love? I've watched it happen. I've watched males with a mate and cubs at his side strut right over to a random whore and start flirting mindlessly with her. Most times I was the whore, and the male trying to flirt with me ended up with wounded pride. I was no whore. Not for anybody, baby. You may think all you fucking want and go and spread trash about me, but I'll just grin and say No, you stupid hussy, I have not fucked so and so. That's just how mature I am, bitch.
Movement caught my eye and I turned my head to look. OK, so there was a male on some boat. I glared at him for a moment before looking back to the black waters. If he wanted to talk to me, fine. But there was no way in hell I was going to call out a greeting toward him. fuck no. I'm far to good for that. I locked my iced gaze on a piece of floating coral. fuck this, I was growing bored. [/color][/blockquote]
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Post by Racer on Feb 11, 2008 23:34:51 GMT -5
Occ: Amor is a girl you silly goose XD
Post coming soon.[/color]
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