{dreaming the future__(fenrir and lilith)

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Andrae

Veni, vidi, vici.

I carefully inspected the nook. My onyx orbs scanned it for any signs of the large gray male wolf that I'd scented. Nope. No luck.
A self mocking laugh issued from my golden maw. How dumb I must look now.
This nook was nice. A sort of shallow cave. I was in the hollow part. No. More like an overhead ledge, not a cave, I corrected myself. The hollow part was made of brownish kind of green granite. I studied the patterns. They were beautiful. I had heard that sometimes they could tell the future or reveal the past. Not that I believed in it. I saw vague shapes of a horse with two on either side, and thought, how true could that be?! Another loud laugh.

[azul.]

{ FENRIR ;
- I saw you move across the room and I already felt ya.

Dappled limbs easily carried my hardened form across the terrain; matching paces with those of my three year old partner. Smirk formed on my lips, azure orbs trailing over to the russet princess, throwing out annoyed vocals. "Verita Mountain, hm?" Oh, this was rather fun, this cross country chase. Coy glance was thrown at Lilith's form - rather surprised that she'd been willing to ditch their herd meeting for this adventure. It felt almost like old times, getting away like this. Pearly ivorns revealed themselves, napping out at my companion's spotless form, before quickening my pace, drawing away from her. Azures shifted to the horizon, animalistic growl bubbling up through my throat; fantastic, we were almost there. Elongated stilts slowed my advance, and my arched neck extended out, lowering, nares working to inhale the bastard's scent. Hah, this would be fun. "Now, explain to me why we're here?" My vocals were challenging, limbs bringing me to a full stop. Gaze slid to Lilith's dished facade, smirk forming again. I could almost feel that driven hate in her hazel orbs - this, I liked.

ooc; wow, haha, that was bad, but there ya go. =)

[nuzzer2]

{ LILITH
- bleed for me darling.

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I was always a few paces in front of my partner as we galloped off in search of something – or someone, soon a shallow smile spread upon my red lips as his annoyed lyrics reached out for my sensitive ears. “Yes, you’ll see why soon enough” I answered my sweet wolf with honey-tinted words – soon enough his form ran past mine and further into this unknown territory. I upped my pace as well making sure to keep up with his larger frame, when I finally caught up with him, I instantly reached out to place a playful nip upon his rump. From ahead a nasty scent spread and caught my nostrils – causing me to come to a sliding stop immediately, we were near! My hazel orbs sparkled with excitement as I imagined how his blood would taste, how it would slide down my wet throat like melted butter. I shifted my hungry orbs to stare directly at my chosen partner. “Can you honestly tell me you haven’t smelled it?” I sung out in a catty tone before casually walking towards him – making sure that the wind carried my scent directly to him, there was no possibly way he could miss the scent of me being in heat now. “Kill him” It was a clear order. Fenrir was a smart boy, I knew that he would understand the words – see it as a challenge to prove himself, if he succeeded he’d finally have the right to call me for his; his prize. Now, this wasn’t a small prize – to have me! But I knew I had taken the right decision by picking Fenrir – everything about him yelled danger and control. [/color][/size]

[Patch]

Andrae

Veni, vidi, vici.

Audits flicked. I thought I heard someone. Bah. It must be my dumb, wild, pointless imagination. I turned around. There was a young stallion, and shortly, just a few seconds later, the brambles parted and revealed a mare, his mate likely.
Uh, hi. I greeted. I didn't know what to say. I had been caught reading meaningless rock. I hoped they did not notice. Can you honestly tell me you haven’t smelled it? the essa inquired of her partner. I tried to make sense of the words. I mean, smelled what?!
My heart skipped a beat as the hazel-eyed gal ordered the stallion to kill me. It suddenly occured to me that I was in a very, very bad spot. I was trapped.
Why? I cried out for no apparent reason, a look of apprehension and confusion on my features.

[azul.]

{ FENRIR ;
- You wouldn't change the way you are, you promised that from the start.

At the slight sound of Lilith's demanding words, my azures rolled backwards in a sarcastic fashion. Pearly teeth gritted down on each other, coat being firmly pulled back by Lilith's fierce grip; instantly, legs thrusted backwards to kick out at the bay princess, sour mood setting in - damn, this wasn't as fun as my past travels. Radars snapped backwards, azure optics finally catching sight of a lone figure, and he was surrounded. Smirk played on my steel hued maw, stilts sliding to a smooth halt, noticing that Lilith had stopped before me, and had fallen behind. Half-lidded optics slid over to her form, watching her seductive slither carry herself closer to me. Amused, radars cupped in her words, nares suddenly inhaling that scent. The scent. I'd almost forgotten that Lilith and I were of breeding age. Testosterone spurted through my veins, optics blinking slightly. Husky words floated from my throat, playing coy. "I didn't before, but now that I do.. It smells horrid." I replied casually, but by then, Lilith had spoken her death statement. "Kill him." Gaze wandered to the sandy hued brute, and by hearing his desperate words, it gave me my own opinion about him. "What? You aren't going to help?" Vocals were cold, while speaking, my form shifted forward, toward to the pathetic king. Upon my advance, radars snapped back, hiding beneath a veil of dark tresses. "Sorry pal, it's just not your day." Crown lowered, slim body lifting up on hind haunches, fore limbs clawing down on top of the brute.

ooc; meh, still bad. :]

[nuzzer2]

{ LILITH
- bleed for me darling.

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Red nares widened as the sweet smell of fear attacked my senses – this was something I would enjoy, no doubt about that. I lazily ordered my limbs to carry me forward, to my mate’s side, before letting my dark orbs run over this unknown stallion. Beside me the dark beast roared up on powerful hindquarters and aimed his sharp talons at the offending stallion. “Mm sweet” I let the complimenting words slip from my soft lips as my coal orbs roamed over his muscular bodice. Damn heat! I quickly jerked my head towards the light stallion before letting a feline hiss slide from my parted maw. “Why?” I prowled closer to my prey – yet always keeping my dark orbits locked upon his body for signs of an incoming attack. “Because I can and I want to” Words were violently ripped with from my throat as I shot my red crown out in an attempt to snatch a good bite off the older stallion.

Black orbs flashed with triumph as I retracted my head and began circling the light stallion with slow steps; what would his next move be? Something unexpected? I doubted it since it was coming from this weakling. I didn’t let my dark eyes shift to Fenrir at all – even though the stallion was light, every unprotected moment on my part could be fatal and I wasn’t about to risk my life. Instead I just continued to prowl and snarl at the older stallion – caging him in a circle that he couldn’t possibly break. My hot mouth craved blood – craved the thick yet wonderful liquid – so much that I could almost hear it scream for the metallic fluid to run down my throat. That was my fetish – my obsession and perhaps also my weakness, it could potentially lead to my fall if I one day got too caught in its wonderful taste and the exciting rush of power it gave you, borrowed you for a time. “Don’t give up stallion – the taste is always so much better if the prey keeps fighting” I called out in a hoarse tone, would he sense my hunger? Could he read it in my eyes? The insane glint – the weird obsession that I possessed? I knew that Fenrir could. [/color][/size]

[Patch]

Andrae

Veni, vidi, vici.

I narrowed my obsidian orbs, panic dancing in them. "Don’t give up stallion – the taste is always so much better if the prey keeps fighting." the mare said. My blood boiled. How dare she! Those darks! Now I was glad I had no chance with Yarraman. Who would want to be on their side?! Just some cruel, worthless darks with no heart.
I made a mad rush at them, trying to scratch their stinking corpses. Terror flooded me; the stallion was bringing his forelegs down on me and somehow I knew this was the end. They came down. Blood gushed forth from my neck and upper head. I felt dizzy, sank down, and was no more.


ooc: 'Bye dear Andrae. Sweet revenge. Good riddance.