Guess that's just how it goes, (Cadoc)

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Darkness glittered dangerously, allowing the sun to beam hushed light ascents upon the soft waters edge, beckoning the sun to sweep under the horizon. The silence was only broken as a rather exotic creature that had bent it's crown to sample the waters edge. A crown held together by two abnormal horns; belonging to the one any only- Vixen. It was the nighttime that brought her to the glittering edge of water, or the nearing night- as the sun was gently sinking into the horizon. Her thoughts had been muddled lately; and she felt a certain edge of vulnerability at her confusing thoughts, and rather than decipher them at that moment- she decided to ignore the edging thoughts.

The water was replenishing on her tongue, although it could not sate the thirst she had, only this thirst wasn't for water. Moving along, Vixen trailed along the abrupt current; letting her paws become soaked in the liquid. The girls black lips curled into a frown then; looking into the sun as it died. Vixen was based all around the idea of power, and where was she? Sulking alone, no title or sense of power to her name. But others new of her surely, the demoness was a story told to young children, maybe to chase them away from loner lands, lands she had been chased into at a young age.

Vixen had kept a sense that she had some sort of claim to these lands, living here for such a long time; but then again the egotistical girl thought she had claim to many a thing, including every wolf that happened upon her. As Vixen trotted on, she didn't make any nuisance in hiding her scent. She was close enough to the water that it would surely be hidden anyway; or atleast, she thought.
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[Skadi]

[bg=000000][atrb=border,0,table][atrb=width,500,table] These new lands were awkward. The wolves that lived within the lands were also strange. But the blacken brute couldn’t say more than that. After all, he wasn’t normal either. The black pelted male was of a muscular build, weighing in the 170 range. He was refined in all the right places, making him a great ornament to look at. His face was tainted a dark blue color, creating a cross across his orbs and a stripe down from his forehead to his muzzle. Steel blue orbs further accented his miss-colored features. Cadoc truly found himself to be a looker. Any cocky brute would find themselves to be ‘lookers’ and Cadoc was not an exception. The darkness that was falling across the lands was also helping him become even more striking than he would in the light of day. His blue markings stood out in the night, making him look as if his head was floating like the Cheshire cats. Cadoc enjoyed the night more than the day because of the shield that it gave him to the rest of the world. It made him feel more mysterious than he was…and that in the end made him feel sexier. The black devil found himself atop the beaches once again. He had been here once, but he found the area to be good for resting. Not many wolves ventured onto the beaches because of the dangerous currents that could easily drag a smaller wolf off. But he was not afraid of being taken by the sea…he knew that it was not powerful enough to pull him in. Treading through the sand, Cadoc walked swiftly towards the currents edge. Dropping his crown towards the salt waters, Cadoc sniffed at the wet sand, catching the scents of decomposing materials within the black waters. Another scent was also mixed in with the scent of death. The scent of something living. Lifting his crown upwards, steel blue orbs sought out the other wolf that also traveled on the beach in the night. With time, attention caught a bright orange figure that stood near the shore. Grunting lightly, Cadoc trotted towards the figure, reaching out and nipping lightly at the bitches rump in greeting. A chuckle sounded from his maw as he did so, already thinking of what the femmes reaction may be. Grinning in the night, Cadoc opened his maw to allow lyrics to flow towards the fluorescent beast. What’s your name bitch? he stated simply. This femme would serve as his nights entertainment…hopefully she was one that would play along and not run because then what was the fun in that?

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[Mew]

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And then it was; as soon as she had let her guard down. A light bite was delivered to her hind, and she whirled around in deadly precision; catching the mans words before she snapped her now saliva drenched mouth at her counter. Her red eyes aglow with fury. Although she had hoped she'd deliver a warning bite, her calculations were off; and missed by only millimeters, the only thing that did seem to hit- was the venomousness saliva that had spewed from her now tensed jaws. Vixen snarled, twisting her mug in deadly ease to fit the situation. Her mouth marking giving her the tall tell twisted lines, and elongating black curling lips.


The male had nerve, Vixen thought; shaking her horns in irritation. Although she was not at her strongest; she'd admit and felt mildly concerned about the man's presence. He had the most ugly of colors painted on a sleek black coat; the black her eyes could appreciate- however the blue spread like an open wound. Disgusting she thought, taking a step back from the wolf. You haven't heard of me? She purred coldly, closing her eyes and dipping her head, before lifting them again; her eyes alight with anger. I'm your worst nightmare, and that nightmare- is named Vixen. She flicked a tail. And you; my little boy- should cower at my presence. Vixen added, a nasty glint of danger in her song. Consume; that was her intention- consume all the power she could, especially now in her vulnerable state.
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[Skadi]

[bg=000000][atrb=border,0,table][atrb=width,500,table] Grin grew as he caught the female’s reaction in his peripheral vision. The vixen had snapped around, hoping to rip into his shadowed pelt, but instead she ended up giving him a shower in her saliva. Cadoc did not like the new accessory of the saliva that she had sprayed upon him…even if it was hidden in the dark. With an annoyed look in his steel orbs, Cadoc rubbed his nape across the rocky sands in an attempt to rid himself of the others poison. Watch where you spit dog he snapped lightly. Shouldn’t a lady like yourself be with your pack…It’s not safe out here when another can snatch you up he taunted as he stepped towards her…invading her space. Maw curled up to flash his long canines to the other. the pearls glinted in the moons rays before he covered them back with his jowls. Orbs gazed over the orange hell- bent and he soon took in the curled horns on either side of her head. Awkward…he had never seen a wolf with horns before but there was a moment for everything. You haven’t heard of me…I’m your worst nightmare, and that nightmare- is named Vixen. this actually drew a chuckle from the black brute. His nightmare?! Who did this she wolf think she was? His laugh was deep and dark…intimidating even. Cadoc’s orbs stared into Vixen’s own. They were red like the blood from a first kill. He would have called them beautiful if they were housed in such a revolting fiend. I’m sorry…It will take more than that to intimidate me Vixen. his lyrics dripped with a poisonous venom as they rolled from his kissers. The female thought that she was great when she was truly scum. But there was something else about her…something that his from him that he wanted to know. Who knew…it might be enough to change his opinion. But for now her words were just raising his level of annoyance. Occ; short and yucky –headdesk- Muse Song:Conquest- The White Stripes

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Vixen waited; patiently. Observing the man closely. He was big; very big, and not in the way she was; her tall lanky legs making her much taller then most, no- he was built in a much more muscular way. This panicked Vixen greatly, and she didn't enjoy the idea of having to weasel her way out of a tricky situation with the man. Maybe if she wasn't so weak, she'd of been more snappy. Perhaps she'd have to try another routine, no matter how despised and wretched it would be. Vixen's expression changed in an instant; a hint of a grin, still plastered with aggression was replace on once curling lips.

When he took a step forward, Vixne welcomed it with a small step forward. They were inches apart; and she could feel his warm breathe, which made her want to cringe in disgust. Maybe I'm looking for trouble? She whispered, barely audible; meant for his ears only. The words felt like daggers to Vixen, and she loathed the idea of having to stoop so low to free herself of the man's superiority.

He would do nice for her cult, or- the one she had slowly been forming in her mind for ages now, although he wouldn't do much in terms of intelligence; his body alone would prove an advantage. He was outside of her control and her influence. At least for now. She twisted her to the side, giving him an outlandish smirk. And I will assume, you are here to snatch me up? She purred, testing the waters on how far she could allow this to go. He was a male; they never did think with the head that they should. As soon as she felt the immediate threat was gone; she could become herself again.

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[Skadi]

[bg=000000][atrb=border,0,table][atrb=width,500,table] A chuckle emitted from the brute’s maw as he watched her take a step closer towards him…mimicking his steps. That was a bold move on her part….he liked her spice. A grin tugged at the sides of his maw and an impressed expression filled his orbs. He had never had a female approach him like that before. Usually they would cower away or make a bee-line for the trees for the fear of what the large fiend could do to them. Especially in the spring when the only thought in his mind was to create his kin. But Cadoc had a feeling that he would not be able to use this female for that intention. She looked to twisted to take over. Maybe I'm looking for trouble?. audits craned so that he could hear the light lyrics that the orange female spoke. Her intentions were for him only…and he could respect that. But the near audible voice usually meant that she was trying to prevent anyone else from hearing. Obviously the side that she was showing him was not her usual self. That worried him..she could have been a murderer in fur standing before him. he could be digging his own grave by just standing in front of her. Cadoc’s mind flew back to when they first came upon each other. he was trying to pull anything that had happened before to use against her when he was trying to decide who she really was. But what he came across was not something that concerned her. he had received her calling…but she had failed to ask for his own. Tongue clicked lightly against the rough of his mouth, almost as if a father cursing a pup. Your elders obviously did not teach you any respect he teased lightly, allowing his playful grin to grow upon his kissers. The name is Cadoc the black fiend stated simply. The meaning of his name was ‘battle’ and it was given to him from his sire and dam that believe heavily in the welsh tradition. But that was of no interest to him…and most certainly it would not be to her. And I will assume, you are here to snatch me up?. her lyrics purred from her maw, sending a quiver of excitement through his bodice. lids closer over steal blue orbs as he tried to regain his control. That’s only if you wish to be caught he taunted, words dripping with a sweet poisonous honey that many could not resist. Pads took one step closer…and then another till his head was above hers. Showing dominance as he should, Cadoc puffed his chest out lightly and allowed for his ruff to puff outwards to make him look larger. Blue markings across his orbs and crown grew lighter and more visible in the moonlight. Staring at Vixen he awaited her reaction to his forwardness. It would either be a good one or a harsh one…and for some reason he felt that the bad ass hell-bent would choose the harsh one over submission. occ; my poor hormones crazed boy :/ his hearts gonna be eaten...haha Muse Song:Conquest- The White Stripes

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