on pack lands [o]

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[atrb=background,http://i45.tinypic.com/xg381.png] It was hot out and the air was more than dry. All the female could think about was getting out of the sun and finding something to drink. She knew the area well enough to know there was only one stream around here, though, so she was better off trying to find some shade. She stopped, sitting in the tall shadow of a beaten down building as she surveyed the area. There were a few different buildings around here, none of which she found too enticing. However, she did recognize the name of one: White House Saloon. The dog tried to think back. Where had she heard it before? And then it hit her. She'd heard it while talking to a local canine about the Vinum pack. That must be their home turf. She shrugged it off, figuring if we wanted something you might as well take it by the horns. So, the female shook herself, preparing to meet the sun's rays again as she rushed to reach the saloon. Dashing across the dusty ground, the female finally reached the shade of the saloon's porch. Well she was already there. Wolves were unpredictable, but the Lady couldn't be bothered. She just wanted her own little slice of home. Taking in a quick whiff of the place, the female could tell wolves came by once in a while. Though she couldn't find any recent human scents, which hardly surprised her, Marvela was taken back when the strong scent of liqour hit her. She should have expected it, being that this was a saloon and all, but she couldn't quite wrap herself around the scent. It burned her nostrils even before she had stepped in the door. "No turning back now, I suppose." Lady Marvela spoke with a hefty sigh before entering the saloon. Finally inside, it was a slap to the face when the scents hit her. How could only two scents fill one room entirely? Clearly wolves had been here and obviously the drinks were here. She shook it off, sighing. "Anyone here?" ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- words 340 tags no one status open to Vinum members notes Sucky post, but I'm still getting into her character so yeah.

[?SilentCallings?]

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[atrb=background,http://i1050.photobucket.com/albums/s413/SilentCallings/NicolaeTable2Middle.png] ** Stilt-like limbs carried the brute over the cracked beige soil of the dirt paths that wrapped themselves all over the town, each making a turn that could lead you to the middle of nowhere if you weren't careful enough, but the wolf had lived here his entire life, and knew it like the back of his paw, hence why he had no trouble trotting back to the bustling center of the domain after having visited Violetta’s grave, as was his routine every morning, bringing her a beautiful rose he had found glistening on a verdant bush, a single flower in its rarity, all for his sibling. So now the conman was looking for anything that might catch someone’s eye, so he could sneak them out of their shelter or food, he was as suave and sly as a fox, with the professional tongue of a compulsive liar, his name not even given truthfully all of the time, he didn't want random strangers tracking him down after he tricked them out of their possessions. Erect lobes flickered around as his thin, willowy frame was tilted to the side as a powerful breeze rampaged against him, his slender self more like a skeleton than those normally muscle-packed macho men that all the femmes died for. Of course his ribs didn't poke out of starvation, for he wasn't hungry, he was just a naturally thin creature with sleek earthen-tainted follicles, and it was attractive in its own way, along with his most captivating trait, his pale cerulean voids. ** Ah yes, his adopted father, Crucifix, the alpha of the Vinum pack, was oh so busy, and out of the love and respect for the man that taught him the ways, Nicolae was more than pleased to do the rounds of the territory, which were some of the bordering forests and one grand establishment, the White House Saloon, and after minutes of loping, that said building came into his line of sight, to which the edges of his rubbery rims quirked in a half-grin, obsidian-fleshed nares pressed against the wooden paneling of the steps as he escalated them slowly, brow raised when there was a relatively fresh fragrance clinging to the ground, female if he was correct, and that made his fluffy tassel wave around behind him relaxedly. His movements now brought him to the frame of the door as he stood beside it, letting out a silent chuckle when he took notice of the pretty girl investigating the room, to which he placed a charming smile on his inked lips before stating, “Why hello there, beautiful, you need something?” With that said and done, the lupine walked forward to the bar, which was his favored resting spot and leapt atop its surface, lying down on to his abdomen with a languid movement, but still keeping his light azure optics trained on the woman’s dainty figure, for while she didn't seem threatening, there was always the possibility of some rogues using her as bait to try and capture the land from his group. Amount: 510 Words. Notes: Hope you don't mind me joining in<3 Muse: Good~ Tune: Dime Mi Amor ~ Luis Miguel Tags: Brave with Lady Marvela; OPEN;

[Brave]

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[atrb=background,http://i45.tinypic.com/xg381.png] "Why hello there, beautiful, you need something?" the female was immediately caught of guard, turning on her heels to watch a large wolf walk into the room, eyes the size of saucers and her body tensing. She relaxed a bit as the male crossed the room, hoping onto bar's surface. The male laid down on his abdomen and, though it was odd seeing how she had grown up around wolves, Marvela found his presense to be quite intimidating. Her hackles relaxed as did her body. "Oh," was all she managed to get out. For some reason the female was finding it extremely hard to talk. All she could look at was his eyes.... They were so... blue and piercing. Like he was looking into her soul. "I'm sorry for the, um, lack in words. I'm not usually.... caught off guard. Obviously no fault of yours."she spoke, gulping down the spit that had since collected in her throat. The male was a fine specimen of his species. Lady Marvela even dared to call him attractive. His coat was a firey red, one she hadn't seen in the pack, among other accents such as black, white, and even a pale grey. He was tall(er than Marvela), but he still had a beefiness to his body that gave him the appearance of strength. His eyes were a bright blue, something rarely seen in Marvela's pack. She found his appearance to be quite intriguing. "My name is Marvela, however I prefer to be called 'Lady' Marvela, if you don't mind. I assume you're of high rank in the pack nearby? It's not every day I'm intimidated by a wolf." the female immediately wanted to take that back. That implied she had no respect for the wolves. Quickly, the female's upper body dropped to the floor in a bow, her left leg tucked under her ribs, her right leg extended and her forehead touching the floor, "No disrespect to you, of course." Raising from her foolish display, the female quickly thought of her next move. Quickly shaking herself of the bit of dust that may have powdered her fur, she sat. It was quite a task for the female to feel comfortable. She had no clue whether her actions would easily offend this male and, god knows, she wouldn't want that. If this male wanted to tussle, there was no way Marvela would be stopping him. Quickly trying to stop her nerves, she asked a question, "May I ask your name?" ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- words 418 tags nicolae status open to Vinum members notes so sorry for making my lovely admin wait on me D;

[?SilentCallings?]

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[atrb=background,http://i1050.photobucket.com/albums/s413/SilentCallings/NicolaeTable2Middle.png] ** Nicolae continued to stare at her, piercing her own earthen voids with his own glacier-like qualities, she had pretty irises, they made him feel warm, and this was a strange quirk of his, he always focused on a stranger’s eyes more so than anything else before moving on to observe the whole body, he guessed it was because he had always been attracted to the visory organs of those he met, for they were the windows to the soul, hence the best card for him to play when conning others out of their food, he was no fool like they were, he didn't believe the words of others, for he knew how a liar worked, him being one who compulsively spewed them out at random hours. He let out a good-natured chuckle at her lapse of not speaking after his greeting, though he was not offended, he found it cute, just letting her recollect herself, erect lobes perking forth when she apologized, to which he shook his head as an action to show her there was no need for such, only to then pick up on her regal calling, a quirk of lips added when she requested that he add a ‘Lady’ to the front of her name, to which the brute stated, “As you wish, Lady Marvela, a pleasure to meet you.” ** Her next statement spewed out like a teapot filled with steam, and he had to pay close heed to catch all of her vocabulary, confirming her statement with, “Yes ma’am, Beta of Vinum.” His head craned back a bit when she reacted to her last tidbit of words, something he had taken no offense in, to which he smiled out, gentlemanly aura wafting around his physique, “At ease, my dear, no foul done.” He then laid his cranium back down in between his paws, onyx nails scratching the surface of the table, mulling over the fact that his adopted father had made the choice of moving their territory over to the abandoned winery, which made more sense considering that was what their group was based around, and so every once in a while now he wondered what would have happened if they claimed this building as well, but his guardian was an intelligent man, so he didn't question the choice the older brute made to leave this for some other bunch of canines to prance around in. ** Choosing to not appear as dominating to the beautiful Nova Scotia Duck Tolling Retriever, the lupe leapt down from his perch, underbelly slightly moist from the condensation that collecting up on the top, his tail wagging slowly behind him as he then picked up on her latest inquiry, to which he let out a small laugh at himself, oh how could he forget to introduce himself to her? “Ah, my apologies, m’lady, I am Nicolae, humble wolf at your service.” He then took a few strides forward, circling her a couple of times, as if inspecting her before shaking his own hide of dappled paints, then standing as still as a statue as he thought over one offer he was going to make. “Would you like to see the pack lands? Perhaps it will suit your tastes, we are always searching for those who wish to divulge within our ranks.” His proposal was served on a silver platter, ready for her to choose whether to accept or decline, either would be fine with the boy, as long as he got a nice chat in there, he would be satisfied for a couple of more days before the loneliness ebbed away at his soul once more. Amount: 606 Words. Notes: I am so sorry about how long this took me ;w; <333 Muse: Coming back<3 Tune: My Name Is ~ Eminem Tags: Brave with Lady Marvela; OPEN TO VINUM MEMBERS;

[Brave]

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[atrb=background,http://i45.tinypic.com/xg381.png] The unbreakable eye contact was something the pup found to be quite an amazing trait of the male's. Though she hadn't known him for but two seconds, she could definitely tell she wouldn't want to give up on him easily. "As you wish, Lady Marvela, a pleasure to meet you." his words broke her concentration on his blue irises, though she still found it hard to break away from his gaze. Her eyes fell to the ground in front of her, again lost for words. She couldn't continue on like this, if she were to continue to look him in the eye, Marvela was convinced there would be little to no conversation between the two. She thought of what to say and, though she found herself speaking words, they weren't the words she'd meant to say, "You too. The female felt the urge to pound her skull into the ground for what she'd just done. First she hadn't looked him in the eyes just so that she could talk to him and then her words had come out short and rude. "You too." the words repeated themselves in her head. Who said that?! Finding herself wanting to fix the situation, the female gave a short nervous laugh, "I mean the pleasure's all mine, of course." Her gaze returned to meet this male's own. Gosh, was he a beautiful or what. Having grown up around wolves she'd seen many pretty wolves, however she'd never seen one that looked quite like this male. She found herself thinking impure thoughts as her eyes ran over his body once more, however she saw his features in a new light. His shoulders were square, legs slightly long compared to the legs of her pack, and his fur was a party of colors blending together. She thought of it as a sort of rainbow: many colors that seemed to not work in your head, but turned out to be quite the captivating scene. And then his eyes. Against the earthen-tones of his coat, there were simply no words to describe what a scene he would make if he were to simply walk through a crowd of canines. There were no others like him. Once again the female found herself off topic. She had to get her head back in the game if she were to expect any respect from this male. Mentally shaking her head of these impure images filling her head, she tried to focus hard enough to comprehend his words, but she'd only caught the second half of them, "At ease, my dear, no foul done." Oh good, so he hadn't thought of her words as disrespectful. Before the female had time to prepare herself, the wolf was a few feet from her, introducing himself. Nicolae, what an interesting name. It suited him perfectly. And interesting name for an interesting host. "Would you like to see the pack lands? Perhaps it will suit your tastes, we are always searching for those who wish to divulge within our ranks." she hadn't processed the words when they shot from his lips. For a moment the female stood there like a fool, running through her head to fully understand what was going on. "What?" she paused, "I would love that. Now or should we schedule to meet some other day?" There were no words to describe the excitement tearing through her veins like a chemical in a weak body. It was one thing to meet a wolf of high rank in the pack who seemed to be accepting her well, but it was another to actually be invited to explore their territory. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- words 605 tags nicolae soundtrack pandora, baby! status open to Vinum members notes impure thoughts are not to be tolerated ;D

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[atrb=background,http://i1050.photobucket.com/albums/s413/SilentCallings/NicoTable2Middle.png] ** The brute lingered around the dame, pausing in his circling as her words carried over to his ear drums, vibrating the barrier as he formulated his knowledge around her statement, trying to pick up on it, and soon enough another statement followed that, as an explanation to the simple sentence before, to which he let out an amused chuckle. Adorable girl, she was, with her way of conversation, entrancing yet seemingly awkward around him, to which he wondered if she acted like this around everyone, or if it was just him, perhaps it was because of the fact that he was a wolf? Hm, maybe so, and with that in his mind, a grin lined his inked lips as he craned his neck forward, with the intentions of teasing her as he pressed his obsidian-fleshed nares against her cheek in a coyly friendly action, those back hints of flirtation evident before he pulled away, a sparkle in his glacier-like depths, tassel swinging like a pendulum. Thus following that they had given one another their names, introductions the norm, even though those occasionally slipped past his mind for he was usually bored with his companions that he encountered, though he found an interest in this pretty woman, unique in her aura, something that he liked. ** His baritone chords wafted into the atmosphere when he presented her the option of being led to the real location of the pack’s home, observing her facial features intently, wanting to see just how much she found an interest in his species, and he chuckled when she stumbled over her tongue once more, she really was so cute, and his lobes flickered forward when she regained her balance to only state for when they would do so, to which he sashayed up, standing as he answered with, “Why wait when we can go now? It would break my heart if I wouldn't be able to find you again.” With those terms spewed from his vocals, the brute winked at her and trotted out of the building, choosing to add along, “Don’t stray off too far, remain close to me, some of the members don’t take well to dogs, wouldn't want that pretty face of yours to scar.” As was his personality, every supple chunk of given terminology was dripping with that sweet honey his mentality coated it with, he liked to infuse compliments in his speech, even if most thought it was promiscuous of him to do so. ** Willowy physique sauntered out of the establishment as he glanced over his shoulder with a warm glint to his cold-toned irises, earthen-painted coat ruffled by the autumn winds, and he knew soon the Vinum territory would be gorgeous, with a bunch of crimsons and tangerines instead of just verdant leaves, it would be a utopia for the eyes. The lupe scaled down the steps, skipping two at a time due to the length of his limbs, then waiting at the bottom for the femme, and he wondered how Crucifix would react to him bringing in a Nova Scotia Duck Tolling Retriever, for obviously he would want to brainwash her, though strangely Nico had a lingering dread that he didn't want that to happen to the maiden, for that would mean she would forget him, and all that was about to happen, just a puppet pulled by the strings, it’s masters being those known as the wolves. Choosing to form some conversation as they took the path to the bordering forest, the lupine chimed out, “So, Lady Marvela, if you don’t mind me asking, do you have any family around these parts?” The question was both to get to know her better, and to see if they would be able to infuse yet another soul into the ranks, be it a child or an adult, that mattered not. Amount: 630 Words. Notes: So sorry this took forever, and for the quality of this post ;w; Muse: Pretty Good :'D Tune: Cleanin' Out My Closet ~ Eminem Tags: Brave with Lady Marvela; OPEN TO VINUM MEMBERS;

[Brave]

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