Let's Play a Game of Cat & Mouse {O}

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[atrb=background, i40.tinypic.com/9s868j.png] Large yet delicate paws caressed the Earth with each step, elongated legs carried the figurine silently through the nocturnal forest. Indeed the night had come forth and therefore brought along this doll too, what an exotic creation she truly was. Breathtaking in some manner to all beings, for the exotic coat was dainty and yet primitive. If not the extraordinary appearance certainly her dark seas green eyes would lure even the devil into her grasp, she held a gaze that was intense and deadly sweet. Though faint scars can be seen throughout the lovely dame's coat, and this proves to all that what she is to the eye may not be all truth. A wicked grin laced her velvet lips, as she continued her way deeper into the dense forest. Fascinated with danger, and anything that was as gruesome and devilish as she was had to be unique in their own way. Distinctly taller than most wolves though the petite frame was what made the creature to be so rare, delicate and yet the well toned muscles that lay hidden were not to be underestimated. This assassin had trained herself to be skilled in the art of battle, though mostly assassinating is easy for such a silent stalker. The lady did not fear as she seemed to sway in a tranquil manner as if she could not be more at ease, odd for a female to be so relaxed in a situation such as this. You see this Mantis was not a being to come into contact with especially if of the male gender, she always enjoyed devouring 'souls' the most. Crushing all of the opposing being's thoughts and wishes, killing them from the inside emotionally and mentally. Insomnia though plagued this beauty which may be why she is a little nutty, though delightful all the more. The huntress was indeed searching for a prey tonight, though every night was not like this. Possibly it was the lack of sleep to her mind that was driving her to want to torment a soul, but whatever it was Banshee gave in to it and did as she was instructed instinctual. The last unique attribute of this creature was the forked tongue that slithered from her lips, scenting the air just as her nostrils did. As it slid back within her powerful jaws, she paused for a moment. Usually she did not have to travel very far into a place without being greeted by something, of course males would certainly the majority yet the occasional female would surprise this lady. Shifting her weight the female was patient for a few moments to see if anyone would arrive.

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[atrb=background, i42.tinypic.com/51pyt0.png/1iet5g.png ] The cool air, rip with the pungent fragrance of life, that and the coupled aroma of water nearby could be what drew the boy close. The black night blended so well with him, complimenting an all black coat and allowing him to move unnoticed. Vatican, had never seen- nor heard of this land; so how was that he had ended up here? Refuge was far, far back home in Montai. But now, countless miles away from that exact place, he stood in a stoic poise. If one looked at him, he might appear dangerous; however the gentle heart that beat within was anything but. His eyes glowed in the darkening scene, as he began his quiet descent. It wasn't that he had expected company in the dimming day, but he was now curious; and his long journey had brought little socialization. It wasn't as if the dame had hidden herself, the scent wafted into his nostrils with ease; and for a second his mind would scream danger !. But how could a loner be of any danger to him? Especially a female? His eyes swirled hoping to catch sight of the girl, and when he had, he paused. Hello, miss. He called, not wishing to surprise her as he moved forward again. I don't want to be the bad guy, I've been blaming myself and I think you know why. I'm killing time, and time's killing you Every way that I do.

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[Enigma]

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[atrb=background, i40.tinypic.com/9s868j.png] The lady had only waited for a few passing moments before the unforgettable musky cologne of a male wafted along the nightly breeze. Nasal cavity analyzed the aroma that it knew little of mentally, though by the end of this evening this scent would be no mystery. A lovely smirk caressed her lips as her paws almost began to motion before scenting with her forked tongue, oh he was coming her way and how quaint that was. Standing in the same manner in which she had stopped the male came apparent, though she heard faint paws the voice is was truly let her know the male had arrived. A charming grin flowed over leather lips, as the long legged creature turned to face the face of the voice. Curiosity boiled as her illusive deep sea green eyes pinpointed the male, his coat much like the shadows around them. He was easy on the eyes and quite appealing to those sea green beauties, then she motioned toward him. Meeting him more than half way, which was a bold move for any creature due to the fact they were a stranger. Though what was also odd is that this was a female doing this, approaching a male this was uncanny and certainly not a normal situation. Banshee giggled lightly though it was eerie and a bit haunting in nature, then she spoke. "Salutations Sir, quite a night isn't it?" Then she grinned, and Banshee took a step closer and by this time it would make any wolf a bit uneasy with a presence such as this, and being that close in proximity. "Do tell me handsome why are you strolling through the forest on the Witching Hour?" Her vocals were truly heaven sent. They were lathered in a fine noxious honey, that was sweet and alluring though if one listened carefully underneath those tones they would find a lethal venom that seemed to drip from each syllable she spoke. Banshee was not in fear, nor did she feel the need to be. It had been a very long time since this female felt actual fear, most of the time she laughs hysterically if she is caught in an unfortunate situation. The Insomniac was a bit unpredictable, as her posture stood with class while the entire framework was really exquisite. A slight tilt of the crafted skull the females tail flicked back and forth, slowly as if she had all the time in the world to wait and be patient. Banshee had time for whatever and whenever, taking orders from no one was a favored aspect of life.

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[atrb=background, i42.tinypic.com/51pyt0.png/1iet5g.png ] Vatican didn't exactly know what to predict from his company, she than did a rather odd, thing and began to come close to him. Well hey, if she wanted to ease whatever tension there might be, she sure knew how to do it, with each precise step. He halted when they were both at a safe distance, because well; they were complete strangers. She laughed,and it held a cool chill making him resist the urge to shiver. Vatican listened to her make light of the nocturnal area they were surrounded in and he smiled kindly. It definitely is a beautiful one. He mused, taking a second to glance around the wood they now gathered in, before she spoke again. Had she called him handsome? His ear perked, catching the sweet nectar that slipping off her tongue and into his pivoting ears.I needed to take a break from my pack, for abit, atleast. he thought for a moment, why exactly was he here? Scouting the area, perhaps. Yes; that was reasonable. I could ask you the same question miss, why exactly are you here, alone? A glint of danger rustled in his throat, although he would never cause her any harm; others could very easily. I don't want to be the bad guy, I've been blaming myself and I think you know why. I'm killing time, and time's killing you Every way that I do.

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[Enigma]

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[atrb=background, i40.tinypic.com/9s868j.png] Banshee was usually the one to make the first move in any given situation, though unlike most others her first move was calculated and tactical not just on a whim. This allowed for her to analyze and note aspects of the physical attributes for later use, she was quite primitive in her goals but one could not blame a predator for this. The exquisite ocean eyes never lost focus in the male that stood in her presence, she was never one to underestimate. Ears twitched in his direction to catch the voice that she had yet to hear, it was masculine and yet held it's own charm. The statement was not of her concern more so the answer he would be giving, ah was pack life no good? She smirked lightly to her thoughts, not one to truly favor packs. In fact she was quite pleased being a rogue for a multitude of reasons though they were hers to keep. Pondering for a moment until his vocals broke the silence once again, this time a question and the same question in return."I'm simply in search of prey." That voice would have made demons believe that Heaven was their home, though that venom struck the syllables and that is when reality took over. Banshee knew that this comment was blunt and yet held a meaning unknown to this male. A giggle escaped her lips, though not like a soft warming sound instead it was eerie and a bit haunting too. Long legs carried the lady closer to the male, shifting her weight so that she could come along the side of him. Allowing their frames to come only centimeters from touching, her tail gently flicked to slowly caress his leg that is if her accuracy had been correct. As the female turned once more to stand off to the males side she spoke again, facing his side.. "Do tell why is it a fellow like yourself needs a break from their beloved pack?" The words were enticing and yet they tempted and teased emotions, she was skilled and would certainly not be outwitted by any other. Banshee shifted her weight slightly while the sunlight filtered through her coat, illuminating her coat while the contrast of her eyes and the raven black markings she truly was a sight. Banshee was never one to believe others words, though knew self assured whom and what she was. Confidence was flattering if used in the right manner, a wolf could not become egotistical or cocky then one was foolish. A light grin was achieved yet a cynical glint was noted.

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[atrb=background, i42.tinypic.com/51pyt0.png/1iet5g.png ] The lady's voice was honey to his ears; soft and enticing. Vatican however, abruptly moved away as her tail swept across him; unsure if she had meant to do this, and not wanting to make the dame embarrassed. She was hunting, for food? He didn't know these lands very well, and from what he had gathered it was rather plentiful. If you need assistance, I would be more then happy to lend myself. He answered in reply to her first remark. They could both hunt, and find bigger game then what she might alone. Vatican could not sense the seductive tones within her voice; but he wondered about her; curiosity plagued him, as most of the time it did- why was she alone? Why did she make his skin crawl, but yet the touch of her fur felt gentle, and kind? Our numbers are low, and we have had hardships lately. I am just wandering now; no reason really. He replied. Why was he here? to escape the pressure of his job really. The rank he had been thrown into by his fathers death, and now the rank that was slowly breaking him down. I don't want to be the bad guy, I've been blaming myself and I think you know why. I'm killing time, and time's killing you Every way that I do.

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[atrb=background, i40.tinypic.com/9s868j.png] This male was a bit naive to the art of mental games, and the dance of tongues. Vatican seemed to not understand her underlying meaning to 'hunt', for she had already found her prey and to this males surprise it was him. Banshee did not wish for a true meal, and if she did she would have already done so. A eerie giggle escaped her lips with the males first statement, now to manifest the words in which flowed from her lips. "No, it's a prey that I have favoritism for. Not very easily stalked. " The words were quite chilling, haunting in the way they sounded. This meaning was a bit unusual and would alarm another wolf slightly, to realize that maybe all that this lovely female was speaking meant what was said. Banshee almost began to feel pity for this male being so oblivious to what was going on, or being said about him. Grinning once more at the reply to her question, ah the pack life what not what it cracked up to be huh? Just to hear of a pack slightly suffering was divine, numbers were low, and all this info easily pouring from a member's mouth. It was a good thing this beauty is not power hungry or she may have went on to claim or destroy the remains of his pack lands. "What a shame, though I'm curious do you truly care for the lands and if you did why are you not there to protect them during such a weak time?" The venomous vocals were lathered in silk, making them alluring and enchanting rather than dangerous. Deep sea green eyes gazed over Vatican's frame taking in all that she wished for, rather than what the male felt or wished for. Banshee was interested in the male retort to her words, what would he do possibly in reaction to such bold words.

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[atrb=background, i42.tinypic.com/51pyt0.png/1iet5g.png ] Not very easily stalked; he wondered what an animal like that might be- but decided against questioning her. I'm sorry miss- what I don't believe I caught your name? Mine is Vatican, I am the leader of Sinis. He introduced; giving her a kind smile. Of course I care for my lands, to gain anything you must take risks. I left to get a sense of the surrounding area. She was too curious about his pack- and it made him panic. A loner like her couldn't do much to his family though, could she? Kryas would stop any opposing force, bless his soul, Vatican thought. Sinis were very religion orientated wolves, believing immensely that spirits were all around, here to help. That they, in a living state- were infact sin, until they passed on. It was often tough to keep true to such thoughts, when everywhere Vatican could only sense death, and pain. Kryas, and the other spirits of Sinis would never let bad things happen to us. He said idly; and to him it was true. I don't want to be the bad guy, I've been blaming myself and I think you know why. I'm killing time, and time's killing you Every way that I do.

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[atrb=background, i40.tinypic.com/9s868j.png] This male was quite the gentleman, he had manners, a regal feel about him and overall any female would be lucky to end up with such a creature. Now his mental ability did not seem very impaired like most, which was a plus for Banshee due to the fact she preferred to associate with those with brain activity. The male spoke a bit quicker than anticipated and thus throwing off her thoughts for now, focusing upon the eyes of the wolf she listened carefully. Vatican was his name and he in fact is an Alpha, well this answered her future questions and prior thoughts. This male was of course an Alpha they were typical in attributes but you see that is what made them alpha's, though a kind smile followed suit. Banshee could not even attempt to make a gesture that sweet, instead a sly grin crossed her lips. Pondering for a moment before she spoke, Vatican had begun once more to finish his statement it seemed. "Pleased Vatican, I am Banshee." Now pausing for a minute just as he had done, not to copy or mock but simply to gather her words. "I see, well good wishes to your future pack." The words were eerie indeed, though Banshee was not one to be power hungry. No in fact she preferred to live the life of a wanderer and it suited her fancy just fine, altering her lifestyle would be quite a change and more than likely will not make this female a happy camper. "It is good to believe in a higher being, they are what keeps us going some times." The words were almost carrying an underlying tone, but would Vatican question it or would he accept the meaning given when she spoke that enchanting voice.

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