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Post by Mischief on Aug 30, 2006 8:11:45 GMT -5
( Would sound logical.
Would up Braeden's prtective factor of Amaris because Paperstream supposedly drowned and then there would be the flood and you all can guess where I'm going with this, right? )
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Post by x.RåVéÑ.x on Aug 30, 2006 8:19:25 GMT -5
Ooc:// I have an idea
.::Tyran::.
Emerald's glinted, passing his gaze over the brown female with the other male, ears twitching slightly he smirked, but then remembered and turned back to Gypsy, giving her a hesitant lick across the bridge of her nose, trying to gesture protectiveness and trust towards her.
.::Amaris::.
Her cyan eyes turned from gentle to blazing fury and fright, she backed away slightly, moving closer to Braedan. A low growl rising in her throat, pretty azure orbs never once leaving his roving emerald gaze. Through her uneasiness she managed to spit out six words, plume wavering and ears flattened threateningly against her skull:
"I-I'm not stupid!"
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Post by |x|Dynamic Dream|x| on Aug 30, 2006 8:22:50 GMT -5
.:Lux:.
Placid juvenile strode amongst the deep vegetation of the realm. Wandering optics captured and focused upon four conversing wolves. Audics pricked, rdar combing their conversation. Nostrils flared, their aroma sweeping the atmosphere.
Lengthy stilts carried the blade nearrer and nearer to the conversation. Foolishly, padder landed upon a twig, making a snapping noise umongst the bushes. He was nothing but a teenager, really.
Obviously, the others had heard it, Lux crouched low against the sodden adobe, keeping still.
[lack of muse...but heyy, everything deserves a little brightening up.]
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Post by Magick on Aug 30, 2006 9:08:57 GMT -5
The sound of a twig snapping made Gypsy's head lift quickly, ears pointing towards the heavens above, though she had little time to respond to the sudden sound- for her senses were now focused entirely on Tyran, as his gaze roamed over the female, before he seemed to remember that Gypsy was beside him, hesitantly licking the bridge of her muzzle, which simply infuriated her- she had seen what he had just done, though was pleased at the sudden fury in the other female's eyes.
Without warning, her lips rose up, curling back, into a snarl, a growl rumbling up to the heavens.
"I can't believe your ego!"
Gypsy snarled, almost choking on the sudden fury consuming her- she was pregnant with his pups, yet he had acted for a moment as though she hadn't even existed. One paw rose, swiping furiously at Tyran's muzzle before she swung around towards the bushes, claws pricking the earth.
"Stop lurking and get the hell out!"
She snapped to the lurking wolf in the bushes, before rounding back to Tyran, lips still raised in a snarl.
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Post by x.RåVéÑ.x on Aug 30, 2006 9:41:03 GMT -5
.::Tyran::.
"What?!-what've I done!"
He flinched slightly as he claws swiped his muzzle, the warm throbbing pain spreading up the bridge of his nose to the top of his dial, but he ignored it, fixing Gypsy with his open emerald eyes, pained and pleading as he stared into the snarling facade of his mate, open and threatening, the bulge in her stomach shooting a terrible guilty vibe through him as he looked at her.
.::Amaris::.
Her cyan orbs morphed to astonishment and fear, her maw falling slightly open in her guilt and hate of herself, she shut her eyes for a breif moment then flicked them open again, viewing the poor pregnant femme.
If only she had kept quiet, ignored the roving gaze of the male. It probably never meant anything anyway...she probably just imagined the flirtatious glint hidden within those emeralds...
But it was too late now, they were most likely to split, the fea being pregnant with his pups too. She hated to see it, the nbulge in her stomach making her feel worse about herself.
"Look...I-I'm sorry..."
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Post by Magick on Aug 30, 2006 13:27:21 GMT -5
Lips still pulled back into the furious snarl, Gypsy only just managed to stop herself from flinging her muzzle back and laughing at the look of pain and guilt in Tyran's eyes.
"Don't give me that crap, Tyran! And, it isn't your fault."
The latter of the two sentences was directed to Amaris- who Gypsy knew had nothing to do with the fury raging inside her like a tangible force.
"Oh- and Tyran? You know bloody well what you just did. Makes a girl think that everything you've said and done in the past month or so was just a lie."
A growl rumbling out from between her lips, she took a step back, fur bristling furiously, tail swinging into a curl up behind her, before she snapped her gaze back to the bushes, where whomever it was still hadn't emerged- something which only added to the intense rage brewing inside of her- as well as utter loathing; for Tyran.
As, what she said was what she felt- she thought now, naturally, that all the loving words spoken to her and just been lies. She had been worried about Tyran straying away ever since she'd fallen pregnant- though her fears had never mounted into the fury she was experiencing now, solely because they hadn't come across any other wolves- let alone a female.
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Post by x.RåVéÑ.x on Aug 30, 2006 16:45:06 GMT -5
.::Tyran::.
"L-look...I'm sorry Gypsy please..."
His voice trailed away as his cranium hung limply, his emerald gaze dismayed and stained with guilt, although she couldn't see it.
"I-I...I don't want to lose you Gyp...please..."
He raised his dial, trying to fight unmasculine tears from gleaming in the depths of his pools and spilling from them down his facade. Gypsy was everything he had, and the bulge he couldn't stop himself seeing made him feel worse, his heart bleeding inside as he faced the terrible snarl of his beloved mate...
"I love you...Gypsy..."
Ooc:// Eh, I'm no good at writing romantic posts.
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Post by Magick on Aug 31, 2006 7:35:15 GMT -5
( OoC- Its great! x3 I won't post until Mischief and Dream do- don't want to leave them behind, do we? x3 )
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Post by Mischief on Aug 31, 2006 8:36:28 GMT -5
( Oh, don't worry, Amy, that post was good. I suck at writing romanticness to....though, It turns out fairly good if you consider the time when I had Snape almost bleed to death an confess his undying love for the girl kneeling next to hi mromantic, then I guess i'm good at writing them.
That scene makes me crack up in hilarity and cry at the same time...thouhg I'm not sure why. It's a romantic tragedy.
Anyways....um, back to the roleplay. )
+ Braeden +
Braeden saw the fear and astonishment in Amaris's eyes and quickly nuzzled her, his teal eyes sweeping over her.
She's right, Amaris.
he said softly, his rudeness towards the two that he had shown earlier that reminisced of his old self melted away as soon as he had touched her.
It wasn't your fault.
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Post by x.RåVéÑ.x on Aug 31, 2006 9:00:23 GMT -5
.::Amaris::.
Amaris said or did nothing to Braedan's comforting words, yet rest her head silently on his flank as she guiltily stared ahead, cyan eyes wide and liquid-like.
Ooc:// Sorreh, writers block. X.X
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Post by |x|Dynamic Dream|x| on Aug 31, 2006 10:34:31 GMT -5
-lux is out-
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Post by Magick on Aug 31, 2006 11:11:42 GMT -5
o{ Gypsy }o
The sudden patheticness which was Tyran merely made Gypsy snort in disgust, ripping her gaze away from him to look towards the bushes, where the lurking wolf had disappeared- apparantly, it was too much of a coward to stick around through an argument. Ears flicking back, she chanced a look to Braeden and Amaris, ears flattening further, in regret, for the fact that they had to witness this- which, Gypsy knew, had been between her and Tyran since she'd met him- it had always lurked there, that nagging suspicion that the player whom she had fallen in love with would cheat.
"Don't you dare try and pull that crap with me, Tyran!"
Her voice a low, menacing growl, claws digging threateningly into the dark soil 'neath her paws, Gypsy snarled, pulling herself back and away from Tyran as a twinge shot through her body, making her flinch- as their unborn whelps inside of her wriggled, or kicked at her, or whatever it was that they did.
Raising her furious gaze up to Tyran's, unable to hide the furious tears glittering in her eyes, Gypsy let her lips slide further up, her face a hideous mask of absoloute fury.
"We're over, Tyran. Done, through- whatever you want to call it."
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Post by x.RåVéÑ.x on Aug 31, 2006 13:44:43 GMT -5
.::Tyran::.
He sighed, all of his tension vanishing from his bod as he let go of the fight, emeralds turning dull and filling with grief and loss. He had given up. So it seemed.
He turned to her for the last time before he prepared to leave, eyes fixating on hers before he had to lower them, opened his maw and began to speak:
"If thats what you wish...because I'll do anything for you Gyp..."
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Post by Magick on Aug 31, 2006 13:54:41 GMT -5
o{ Gypsy }o
"Just g-"
A terrible pain ripped through her body, making her head spin and her legs feel nearly ready to collapse under her. An attempt at a simple step forwards weakened her legs further, and she slumped down to the ground briefly, before managing to push herself up, eyes darting wildly around- looking for somewhere that wasn't so open- somewhere where she could give birth.
For, she now knew the reason of that painful twinge- and of the pain grasping at her now.
Her fury and heartache had stirred the lives of the pups inside of her.
She was about to give birth.
"N-no!"
Her voice a high-pitched whimper, Gypsy spun around on trembling legs, searching desperately for a cave- or something. Her ears flattened back against her skull, her lips riding up again- though not in a snarl of fury; in a snarl of absoloute terror; she hadn't expected to give birth for another week, at least- and she wasn't ready.
Locating a small hole in the wall of earth close by, which could easily pass for a cave, Gypsy shifted quickly towards the cave, disappearing from the sight of all three wolves, claws slashing at the earth as she desperately tried to make the area a little more comfortable- since she would probably be lying here for a few hours.
Lunging around at her tail, she quickly nipped a chunk of hair out of the end, dropping it onto the ground, and scratching more at the earth, whimpering pathetically, hoping none would try to enter the cave to see the reason for her behaviour- her instincts were telling her that none but a female could be in the birthing den, and she wasn't particularly close to Amaris- at least, not close enough to request Amaris' company.
Therefore, the terrible pain ingulfing her was to be bore by her, and her alone.
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Post by x.RåVéÑ.x on Aug 31, 2006 14:28:13 GMT -5
.::Tyran::.
"Gypsy?...Gypsy?"
His voice quivered with worry he bent lower, his worry-glazed orbs staring deep into her facade as he realized what was wrong. He knew it was wrong to follow her into the cave, but he couldn't help it. These were his pups she was about to give birth to too, and whether she liked it or not he was going to stay with her.
He ran to the entrance of the small, cave like structure. His heart thudding worry through his steely veins, white tail curling sheepishly, he followed her in, scared orbitals glowing in the darkness of the cave, though he had a clear view of Gypsy ahead of him.
.::Amaris::.
She turned to Braedan, shocked and wide-eyed, maw slightly open. She would understand if she didn't want Tyran with her during the birth...but maybe another female to help?
"Should I...should I go to help?"
She would wait. She wouldn't rush onwards like Tyran did. It would make the cave too cramped and embarrassing for the poor female. Besides, she was probably worried enough as it is, her pups being too early and all.
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