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Post by ☼Suta☼ on Sept 3, 2013 1:50:53 GMT
The Smell Of Meat
_________________ Traveling under the basic pace of spreading pads and claws click through the streets of Vilas, specifically for one thing, food. Giving the last piece for a hungry wolf will not last it very well. It's jaws will find you, slide through your skin, snap your muscles, and split your bones. Every sound made it more thirsty for more. In the mind of a wolf, everything is respected. When it's hungry, it's desperate. Desperate for food. Since wolves are carnivores, they need to eat meat; not grass, berries, or leaves. Bleeding meat, steaming with warm blood and fur to pluck with it's large yellow teeth. The smell of stale fear waved in the fans of clouds. It was enhanced by the beat's black sponge nose. It's sharp eyes stared into every cranny of the park. Rattles of rib-cages scurry away from site as the white beast padded through the passage ways of the park. The gates swung open, revealing a large monster so majestic, it's hard to imagine. It's black claws scraped across the simmering white concrete. Sheek, sheek, sheek, click, sheek. It stops and lifts it mammoth head to the heavens, engulfing every smell in the park and city. The scent of birds, gasoline, stenches, and.....steak. The wolf's ears perked in alarm. It was the source it was hunting for for days - meat. The beast's heart thumped like a drum, faster and faster. Thathump, thathump, thathump. It wandered faster towards it's direction. The white wolf's hair was combed by the wind, making it silk and fresh. Every step bounced it's body, it's hair jumped and fell repeatedly. Like a lion's run, it began to gallop. The white wolf covered land like a cheetah, swiftly at ease. Finally, it made it's destination - Outback Steak House. Outback Steak House is the most popular steakhouses in Vilas and around the world. They have the number one steaks in the country, providing them succulent taste to every bite. The wolf's mouth watered and it's nose flicked rapidly. The name soon became uncovered as it transformed to it's natural self; Suta. She weaved through the booths, through the bar stools, and into the kitchen. It was a mess, pots, bowls, and dishes of all sorts were scattered from corner to corner. Although the cent was strong, a pantry of food was waiting for Suta's mouth on the opposite side of the room. She investigated. Suta trotted over to the pantry and opened the unlatched doors slowly. Rats scattered from the boxes on the floor and bottom shelves. Suta pounced them, hoping to catch oner big enough to eat. But of course, all of them escaped. She sighed and went further on to searching. She poked her nose into one of the boxes; absolutely covered in rat turds. She crinkled her nose in disgusted and pushed the box out of the way, digging out another container. Suta yanked the top of the container, tearing it easily with her massive teeth. Within it lay uncooked rice; not meat. Another sigh escaped from Suta's jaws. She has not yet lay the thought of the meat down quite yet. Since the pantry was empty with meat, she went onto the delicious scent. Suta scampered into another room, but much colder then the others. The good side was it was the strongest scent of all. She walked deeper into the room and a giant metal door was cracked from it's frame. Suta nudged it open with her snout. The enormous door creaked open slowly revealing hanging meat, slightly rotten and freezer-burned on the outside. Behold, meat inside, a room full of cow legs, pig thighs, rib-cages, and heads. It was beautiful for a starving wolf. She yipped with excitement and locked her jaws on a cow thigh, yanking it with her neck muscles. The legs fell off the rack, bringing along ten other legs with it. Suta let go with shot and ran out the door with her tail tucked. When the noise was over, she looked back inside, seeing more meat laying on the ground in her grasp. She yanked the thigh she started on out of the freezer. Her jaws began to tare at the muscles that were frozen solid, thawing it with her tongue. The only thing that can stop her from eating is another visitor, hopefully no one thought it was convenient to wander in while she enjoys herself in the back-room. Word Count| 744 "I Talk!"I Think.I DoTags:
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Post by Deleted on Sept 5, 2013 23:54:40 GMT
He had been travling around the place for a couple days now. He was a bit vary from the lack of food he had been able to catch lately and he ahd surposed it was just not knwoing the area to well. He did come from the forest and wasn't built to be a street dog. Which is what some had seen him as and called him. How demeaning for a wolf to be seen as a dog.He had shook he's head at the thought as he's ears had twitched as well as he's nose.
Did he just smell meat or was he loseing he's mind? He wasn't sure and that was why he rose he's nose in the air and sniffed the air in deeply for a double take.
~Yep meat....but where is it coming from?~He had asked himself as he had begain to pad he's way towards the smell now at a faster,but yet aware pace.He didn't need to have something sneak up on him that was much bigger and meaner then he was. Besides he had already meet a hiyena(sp?) and he wasn't sure what else large predators might be lurking around in this place.So he made himself aware of it and to be as quiet as he could so h wont give the impression to something bigger then him the reason to attack him.
But he figured the reason to attack was being hungry and defending ones meal...so following the smell also worried him,but he pushed the thought aside as food stuck deep in he's mind at finding it and eating it.
Unware that an other wolf had made it there before him.
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Post by ☼Suta☼ on Sept 6, 2013 1:35:58 GMT
Before the fea could finish her famish behavior towards her meal closer to the rock froze core of the bone, a sound vibrated in her pink eardrums. It was the sound of pads, small but yet wolf like pads. Their nails clicked in sequence as it crept closer to her dinner house. Her hairs raised to their brim as she segregated from her arctic thigh. Then the sweltering stench of canine information whelmed in her nostrils. Her guard rose higher as the sound came closer to her and her meal. She waited for more information to exceed the limited. It was a male, a young male wolf with an non-dominate motion as if it were hungry and had a high guard. The only thing she could not sense from this information was if he noticed her from the restaurant. The white beast turned around from her meal and watched the beaming sunlight passage (door) for a lanky wolf.
After a few minute of hearing the male stop as it rummaged, she went back to her meal, growling quietly as she ate. She raised her tail and fur to the highest they could go, making her look like a brute from an elite pack of mutant wolves. She could be described as a white puff-ball with fangs. When the scent became strong enough, she whipped around facing the entrance. A standing silhouette emerged from the shinning entrance of the restaurant. It was indeed the male she was analyzing through the wind that barely blue. Suta looked back at her meal and then at the male. She bared her teeth, showing her aggression. She spoke with a raspy voice, "Now, who are you? I can tell many things of what you are thinking, how to describe you, and I know your intentions. I am not afraid of you and nor should you be expecting me to." She growled, her voice croaking to every high pitched consonance.
She shifted her shoulder towards her meal and her head facing the wolf in the doorway. Now, if he tries to take my food, he will become a dead bitch. She glares at him and goes further into her meal, ripping every piece of meat on the thigh. This time, she ate faster and more aggressively. She jerked her head, pushed her paws down in the thigh, and ripped a chunk from the whole thigh. A crater now remained from the nibbled on thigh. She was clearly showing how strong she was in front the male. Suta spoke in between two chews, "I am Suta, and your name is?" She swallowed and looked at him. Her eyes glistened the distinctness of both details - one blue, one green. She stood up from her lay and walked over to a bar counter. Suta leaped from the large bar chair up onto the counter. Every muscle was shown in that one jump as her fur bounced with gravity.
The white beast paced, watching him like a cat over a lizard. She wanted him to leave, but a little company after a while of lonesomeness felt nice. Was she a little to aggressive towards strangers? Should she soften up? Suta looked at the ground, at her meal, and then to the wolf. "I'm sorry if I came across the wrong way. I really am a nice wolf at times, but now, you caught me at a fast period." Her black lips pulled to a smile, revealing the natural yellow teeth cased by rose gums. Suta jumped from the counter, her body popped like fireworks, revealing the aging skeleton beneath. As she landed on her black padded paws, and her nails clicking on the tile, she emerged from the shadows of the kitchen into the sitting area where she saw a tan male with a smaller size then she was. He seemed rough cut with black pigment throughout his fur. Every sign of him alerted stray or unfamiliar. She basked in the feeling.
As the sun shined her whole body, beauty was displayed. Suta no longer sounded like a raggedy old female with a witch taste of horror. She sounded like a tired bitch with only an appetite and a little bit of loneliness. The white wolf sat, admiring the sunlight that showed her beauty and she watched the male.
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Post by Midnight on Sept 9, 2013 0:19:53 GMT
Slice wasn't sure what to expect when he had entered the building. He never really been one to enter buildings before and this was probably the second one he had entered in he's whole life.
He probably wouldn't of entered it if he hadn't of smelt that meat lingering outside of the building.It was a surpize to him that he hadeven picked up the scent since it had mostly been frozen to begin with.
When he had entered the building and come to meet an other wolf that was female she had seemed hostile and he was unsure about her as she had growled out at him and had warmed him that she was not afraid of him. He wasn't worried about it either way as he had mostly ingored what she had said and eyed the meat in the room before watching her as she ahd tore at the meat and tried to establish that she was strong and not weak.
He had found it a bit amuseing since he still didn't care either way.Nothing was as scary as that hyena he had ran into a few days ago or so.
When she had asked him he's name he had smiled at her and nodded he's head in responce."My name is Slice nice to meet you Suta"He said with a wolfish grin on he's face as he had contuined to watch her.
After awhile she had said sorry for her actions which he had understood perfectily."Oh it's ok I know how it is when your hungry and wanting to defend your food and what not."He said smiling at her."Well that is good to know that your usually nice,but the way you was tearing away at that meat I was unsure"He said as he eyed the other meat other then hears."I hope you don't mind there is plenty here"He started wondering if she would let him get a peice of emet from this huge freezer besides there was plenty after all.He didn't want to seem like a threat to her and he didn't want to take it without asking. He was used to useing mannors and being nice so this is what he was used to.
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Post by ☼Suta☼ on Sept 12, 2013 10:17:04 GMT
Suta looked more apathetic towards the lanky wolf in-front of her. Her view of him changed just by the way he spoke. She crinkled her nose and crossed her imaginary brows, pinning her ears against her scalp. "Right..." She groaned. She watched the males eyes as they focused hard on the meat behind her of what is in the locker. But she had other plans, give maybe the smallest piece to the male just to make him go away and do not let him have any other pieces unless he would stay with her and live. If you refused, she would kill him after the second come-back. She smiled slightly at the wolf.
Her gaze wondered as she thought about it, then replied, "You're right, there is plenty here. I could give you some second thought, just to turn you away." Suta's hairs had risen. It was noticeable that her personality changed for the worse. The only thing Slice had to worry about was his legs - because his legs are the only thing that may possibly be the two percent chance of survival from Suta. She rose her head to the ceiling, gazing upon the tacky safari designs, "I will give you only one thing; the smallest piece of meat in the locker. That could possibly be a hoof with very little skin or fat on it, or it could be an arm. Who knows, I hadn't began to look for the smallest things to gulp down yet." Suta looked back as she kept her guard up, "If you pursue into fighting - will die. Pick your poison." Suta had one of the most frightening gestures on her face out of many. Her intentions were to scare him, since that is the whole reason.
The other Suta has a very good way of manipulating and stretching the truth. Her way of stretching the truth explains exactly what it means. She adds in very little lie, but she makes it sound more horrible than it really is. Manipulating his her treasure skill. She can force someone into hurting themselves, changing their opinion. She just takes her opponent and defeats them without using physical force. If that does not work, she always has an alternative. Since Suta has a massive body in the first place, her body builds using instead of twenty percent of her muscle, she uses the maximum forty percent of her muscle strength. If she would ever go beyond that point, her body would disintegrate. That's unless it ever happens. The situation Slice is in is head to head with the alternative Suta, staring strait in the demon's face. In this case, he's dead either way. She said she would let him go, but she never said she wouldn't follow. She will interrogate him until he fight her, that's just her way of letting him know he is being watched.
Suta's lids fell and cast a shadows over her mismatched eyes. Her tail stayed raised, along with her hair. Her ears raised to face towards him and a smile of victory was slapped on her face. But her statement was not answered yet, the answer only lay there thinking, "die or die".
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Post by Midnight on Sept 14, 2013 0:56:51 GMT
Slice had stood there the whole time as she had listened to her and notice that her mood had changed once again. He could help,but grin a wolfish grin since she had reminded him on a maned wolf he ran into when he had been trying to catch a rabbit and had ended up getting tnakled in bared wire.
The damn bitch had watched him bake in the hot sun waiting for him to die just so she could have something to eat because she was to lazy to hunt.Somehow Slice had managed to excape and when he got lose he got the female for laughing at he's suffering as he had cased her off and got her back legs.
He gazed back up at Suta as she kept talking then eyed the meat again."A small scrap isn't worth it if your going to be selfish with your frozen food rather then exchange it for fresh and none frozen.It's to bad.I would of traded for you...would of ate here and got ya something fresh with blood dripping out of it,but since your offer is worhtless to my hunger then I am not going to accept your offer"He added as he shook he's head at her.
"Die or die huh...are you really mean or are you just unsercure and lonely and that is why your so moody?'He had asked her as he watched how nervious she was and how on gaurd she was."You really think I was going to come in here and attack someone over a fortress of food.Your mistaken.I asked when others wouldn't of,but since you insulted me asking you could forget about it then.You can have a nice day with your frozen graveyard"He said as he turned to leave the room.
He was aggervated indeed,but he wa sin no mood for a fight let alone over something forzen that he would probably have to work harder for just to rip a chunk out of it.He rather go hunt for fresh and even if he failed it was still better then her dishonorably offer.
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Post by ☼Suta☼ on Sept 29, 2013 14:57:18 GMT
Suta hesitated as the male wolf dozed away for a few seconds, possibly thinking of something. Her spine zapped with tension and anger. This wolf is getting on my nerves. When the male wolf spoke, she found he already knew a plan. "Don't you DARE underestimate me. This is but only a snack to what I normally get everyday. I just cherish this more than you do. Unlike yourself. So fine, be that way. She snarled. Her black lips cracked across her face exposing yellow fangs and teeth. Her eyes boiled with rage and had become darker over the seconds.
Suta huffed, the "friend" standing there was surely getting on her nerves. He sought out her plans by realizing what she offered. A small remembrance of that last person who insulted her MPD has no longer a throat to speak with. "Asshole! You insulted me, again!" Suta's muscles tensed, doubling in size. Her fur stood on edge, bristling and ready for battle. "...This fight, will not be over a meal, but courage. Battle your station, Mutt!" If the male were to back down, he would be attacked. If the male accepted, well this is just another episode for Suta.
A tale of Suta in her tribe is known. Many villagers were frightened by her and how fast she snapped to her "Alternate Personality." But there only one Suta and her "Alternate Personality" respected and would never attack - WhipFly. She is the maiden she will never forget. Suta was known for her sweet caring and loving nature. More like a submissive mother. Even if she is adoring something, her hormones kick-in. Then she is unreadable unless she lets you, for example: the situation now. All-in-all, she is about unbeatable unless she gives you mercy.
In the village, she was the wolf who brought dinner to the table, who comforted the maidens, who watched the children, and cared for the family. She was used as a weapon for good intentions. On her own with no duty, she is a time-bomb. "Don't worry, she will be easy." one of the opponents said. Well, if know one knew from now, they lost their throat and swagger. Even if she killed her opponent, she would not snap back to normal unless she remembers her loving mother WhipFly, the head hunter's daughter of the tribe. And at this case of the time being in the Outback Steakhouse restaurant, she might slip of the word WhipFly in her head.
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Post by Midnight on Sept 30, 2013 0:50:24 GMT
Slice had seemed to smirk at her as he head headed out to leave,but she had turned quicker then the eye could blink to a defensive state once more. She had also said how he insulted her and how he was an asshole.
"No Suta....I am in no mood to fight you or fight for a frozen dinner. You was the one that insulted me by offfering me something so small. I'm a wolf I need more then that scrap alone to live...you have a whole freezer full of meat and I would like more then a small toe...so feel insulted Suta..it wasn't my intent,but don't forget you started it...and you want to feel bigger then me by threating me for no reason. I didn't barge in her demaining that you let me have it all. I merly asked for some food,but you clearly insulted my hunger with your offer."He said as he had moved closer to her he was ready for her to attack,but he was showing he was in no mood to.
"Don't get all upset about what I said...it only shows that I am right so why attack me then....why insult me with a small snake and then attack me for wanting to leave...now that isn't very nice now is it Suta...I'm not here to be controlled or taken advtange of...so take your pick go ahead and rip me to shreads or let me leave...either why I leave you kill me...your still be alone...so think about it...is it really what you want...some male at your feet worshiping you...just to get food...?"He asked her and sighed as he lowered he's head slightly he could already feel her teeth sink in even without her moving,but he didn't want to fight her he could sense she was lonely and angry at the world...,but he wasn't going to sumit to aggrsiveness when there was no need to.
"Which was the act..this or your asking forgiveness eariler...?"He asked her.
He wouldn't attack her he wanted to see if she would attack him first...he assumed she would,but he would let her and if she kileld him he hoped she would feel bad afterward.
Then again he wa sin no mood to die either,but he figured if he turned around she would attack anyways so what better way then to face her then have his back to her.
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Post by ☼Suta☼ on Oct 5, 2013 15:28:11 GMT
"Ehg...." The male threw the situation back into her face, making her choke. Anger screamed through her veins. Her fur stood higher. She was so angered, she wanted him to die on the spot. But there was no reason for her to kill him, like he said. She glared at him and turned away her head, "Thanks." Suta said it in a kind sounding way, just to throw him off. Not many have found the source of some of her tones as she utilizes it. Really, she was saying "Fuck you".
Then Suta's mind flickers, her personality alternates. She cowered and hid her face in her chest and tail, curling on the floor. "Are you not hurt?" A small glance came from the parting of her thick tail. She did not want to upset him and she did not want to get him going neither. Something was weird about this male though. Usually all wolves would have accepted the challenge and been tricked by antagonistic behavior. She didn't like the feeling of it, but she was grateful for his attitude towards her. That means she wouldn't be attacked like she usually was. "Thank you for not attacking me..." She admitted.
Suta stood up and walked behind the kitchen counter and went into the freezer. She spotted and piece of meat astray from the rest of the meats that was big enough for one meal. She grabbed it with her yellow teeth and held it high from the ground. Sta slowly made it back around to the front of the restaurant with the meat. She dropped it by his feet and stood back. She began to speak, "It's for all the trouble I caused you. It is better to have a piece of meat that could last you a long time since it is frozen than to eat a piece of meat that will be no longer available for your grabs. A gift. Please take it. I have plenty." Her eyes were soft and caring, sinking in to her tired face. Her old body popped as she sat down.
"If you want, I could keep you company, or the other way around. I have a story to tell you to back up my behavior." She was hoping for a yes, she truly was lonely. She has lost her whole family, friends, and became a pest or enemy to Vilas and it's animals. And she did want him leaving knowing what that whole scene was about.
How did this male make the other side of me heal? When could that happen to the stubborn side? Suta was truly baffled on how he could make her do such a think. Even after all the other victims, he is the first. "I have many questions to ask you, too."
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Post by Midnight on Oct 6, 2013 0:20:13 GMT
Slice had seemed to smirk at her when she had changed her attitude about the whole thing and what he had said to her. He was greatful that she had decied not to attack him since he hadn't much bene in the mood to fght he was tired and hungry himself and fighting would just make it worse.
"Oh your welcome'He said a she watched her walk off only to return with a decent cunck of meat out of the freezer and drop it ifnront of he's paws as her body had popped and cracked as it had sat down and she had gazed up at him seeming confused."Thanks again I appshate it"He said as he contuined to watch her.
He seemed pleased with her wanting to tell him her story and he seemed eger to listen to it."I am eger to listen to your story Suta...I like stories...and I can already tell this might be a sad and long one,but that is ok with me"He said as he sat down as well and lowered he's head to lick at the meat.
"Yeah I fugre you have a lot of questions for me...your welcome t ask me now if you want...or you could tell me your story first if you want"He added.
The truth was he was used to two or three wolves in he's old pack acting like this so it was only natural he knew how to react with them and how to handle himself. Half the time it didn't go as he had planned,but msot the time he did....hint he's name and he's scars,but those scars more or less came more from he's bad luck with hunting then anything else.
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Post by ☼Suta☼ on Oct 6, 2013 23:47:46 GMT
Suta nearly choked a gasp. She didn't expect him to actually stay and listen to her ramble about her miserable life. So she lay her head down on her paws, feeling every joint popping. "Okay...I will tell you my story first. It will be cut into a related topic. Or if you would like, after this story, I could poor my whole life on you. After that, then I will state my questions, okay?" She smile and closed her eyes with a sigh.
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I was with my tribe, one day as a pup. Everything was normal, the day was bright, and we were on our daily training to hunt. The leader of the hunt was Mohawki, the father of WhipFly, my mother. He was tall, dark skinned, black hair, and war paint from the knee to his brows. He would say these three words to me before any event, "Live or die". Those words put a chill up my sine the first months of hunting. I wasn't sure exactly what he meant, but I soon figured out what he was meaning.
I was not the only wolf in the human tribe, there was a brute who hated me, he did not want anything of me as a pup. When I began hunting he would turn me off and take my practice kills. I still remember him to this day of course. But there was the days of my MPD. My multiple personality disorder that would render my innocents. These were the days of when I discovered my demon side.
The wolf's name was Dāko. All tan with red behind his ears, pale brown eyes and a grungy smirk. I'd say he was no where near handsome. But never mind that. Dāko decided to tackle me while I was on the chase of a young doe. I was so excited to finally catch my own pray, and that is when Dāko "accidentally" tackled me to the ground. Then I blacked-out in my head for a millisecond, and then hatred filled my mined. Not only hatred, but the willing to murder - KILL him. I remember it still. My teeth sinking into his skin and pulling out, my body thrashed as he tried to escape. I finally bit his throat. The death spot. And he fell to the ground with blood riddling his body and skin flapping from open wounds.
I had no intention to stop. I felt powerful, and loved it. But it wasn't me. I backed away slowly, cowering to the cadaver of Dāko. I wanted my first kill.....but not this kill. I had no words for the situation. Nothing. I couldn't justify myself either. When Mohawki turned around with his horse and men and saw me, he frowned...and then smiled. I was confused on why he smiled, he later told me that night with his daughter. He said exactly, "She killed a brother with blood of a beast and grieved." What he meant was I killed him and knew it was bad.
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Suta's paws clutched the floor and she covered her nose, looking up at him.
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Post by Midnight on Oct 10, 2013 20:43:08 GMT
Slice had nodded he's head to Suta as he had sat there listeing to her as he had licked at the meat still soon getting to the soft fleshy part as he tore a peice off and ate it as he contuined to listen.
"Well sounds to me that you did what any other wolf would of done...if someone kept being mean to me and then attacked me from behind like a coward then I would of probably did the same thing as well. I am sorry it happened to you.."He said not sure waht to say,but he would of did the same he believed if you wanted a fight with honor then it must be face to face only cowards attacked from behind to one of there own clan members. Then again not all agreed with him in he's thoughts,but it was ok to him.
"Anyways what do you want to ask of me...and I am really sorry it happened..stuff like that is tough to deal with"He added."Your body reacted so now your paying for it for the rest of your life,but don't feel bad for it when they desevered it...maybe ot dath,but it what they get for attacking you like that"He added.
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Post by ☼Suta☼ on Oct 16, 2013 21:57:07 GMT
"Yes, I guess you are right..." She took a long breath and closed her eyes, letting herself go with relaxation. "I apologize about you not being able to say anything. But back to the story."
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From then on, I became the most watched animal in the village. The mothers and their children looked away from me. Most of the woman took their children and ran to their tents when one approached me. I felt hated by the village. The only one who respected me and loved me was my mother, WhipFly. When I came home to her, she would hug me and love me like a mother's child. Even though she was human and I was a wolf, I felt like the blood in us connected. She made me forget everyday of the fears of me attacking a tribe member. That one day I would snap and attack every member of the tribe. I was so scared...
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Suta shuttered and stopped for a while. In her head she thought of the past memories and ideas she had. Was she mental? Suta stood and stretched, popping her fur up and tightening her muscles to relax. She bent down to the floor and lifted her rump, Her tail bowed over her back and her mouth opened to a awn. Suta's large body cracked with age. Her black lips pull back into a lazy grinish face, closing her eyes. Behind the lips revealed the teeth she bared before at the male in front of her. Suta stood back up and sat, her body restoring it's majestic posture. "Sorry about that, haha. I had to stretch." That was a lie strait threw her teeth. Well, partially. The reason why Suta stretched was to do a flash thought. A flash thought is thinking a whole book in a second. For Suta, she has to do an action that relaxes the body in order to do a flash thought.
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That wasn't the first time I attacked someone. I was alone in the woods and a white-man wandered into our village. Of course, that isn't normal because my village didn't accept white-man then. So I stalked it. When he turned around and saw me, I was shocked but not surprised. The white-man lifted it's fists and screamed at me, charging. I wanted to cower and run back to the village, but that feeling again. It was running through my spine to my brain. "Do not turn around,coward. Your are a bitch I do not respect." I spoke that. I still remember. The voice sounded angry, aggressive, so much hatred was heard in it. It was me.
"Open your eyes." I did. There was blood everywhere and the white-man was bone. I looked down and my fur was covered with putrid smelling liquids. What I thought was exactly, "did I eat the white-man??" and that voice came again, "yes" it said. It sounded...happy. Like it just caught it's first rabbit. It was a voice that would give you chills up your spine like it did to mine. Scarred again.
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"Yep, scarred again!" A loud growl erupted from Suta's jaws and she pulled back her lips revealing her teeth. "So you were convinced to stay with me, huh?" She walked closer to the male, increasing her size every stride. Her tail wagged slowly as it arched over her spine. "I hate cowards. I always have. That's why you are a coward. Face to Face. Like you said. Now, Coward!" Spit flung from her mouth as she barked at him. Suta wanted a challenge, she waited this whole time for him to become available. To find what about him that could change if she had a different approach by using Suta, the sweet side, to lure him into her data base scheme.
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Post by Midnight on Oct 16, 2013 23:19:56 GMT
Slice had been enjoying the food that Suta had gave him and had cocked he's head at her when she had said sorry about not letting him tell he's story and she contuined to tell hers.
He listened to it ever word intently wondering why this creature turned so quickl and then she turned on him again.He gazed up at her licking at the meat once again before he had rose up to face her shaking he's fur slightly and licked he's lips before he had got closer to her ingoreing the spit that had sprung from her grolwing at him."Why?"He asked her."Why push buttons why edge me on to fight you...have you never had someone do it..has it always been someone randy who comes at you...why do you want to fight me so badly...is it because I'm younger then you...or because you think I'm weak and a coward...no...I am not a coward"He said he was more or elss right in her face now he's voice was more serious this time.
"You need to relax and stop trying to pick a fight for me...is a wolf really the fresh blodo your looking for...or is it my color how I talk....I been in a big pack...with a few like you...I am not intrested in fighting you...don't you see and no it's not because I am a coward..no...it's because I don't see no reason behind it....the only ones I want to fight is the ones that killed my leader as if she was nothing more then a rabbit caught in a trap....so...if you don't mind I would sit back down and leave me be....you want company fine..you want me to go fine..,but stop lashing out at me like I beat you or something"He muttered to her.
He was serious the look of seriousness was in he's eyes before he ahd sat back down giving her some space licking he's lips more of blood as he glanced down at the meat he had been chewing on and the look in he's eyes had changed as those bad memories floody through he's head he more or less black out in the thought he's mind not careing if this wolf attacked him or not.He's eyes looked sad and there wore anger behind it.
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Post by ☼Suta☼ on Oct 27, 2013 16:55:35 GMT
She raised her lips in disgust. Geez this guy is gusty to say that to me. She stopped and listened to every word. This time she will not stop herself from fighting this male. She wants an epic battle. But why was she wanting to fight him so badly? Had she miss the old days of being attacked and winning every fight? Is it victory she misses or the pain of the opponent and herself? What was with herself? She stopped. Suta lowered her head to her chest and flicked her ears forward at the male.
A low chuckle erupted from her chest. This nature of her's was new. She closed her eyes and spoke, not making eye contact. "I speak the truth - you are the first. I have no reason behind my actions. Haha, I'm just insane. Accept me as that. I will not render myself from drawing your blood. I want you dead. Every word you say speaks the truth; I hate you. The true coward here is myself and I." She looks up at him with her eyes, keeping her head to her chest, This whole time - you were brave, gusty, and to me that seemed very arrogant of you. Disrespectful in my view. My body twitches with excitement as I talk to you. Excitement to tear you apart. To see blood fill the floor - your blood. Every word I say I mean. Suta, the sweat baby you spoke to earlier - I lied."
She had to stop herself, for she was speaking with little breath left from her last statement. So many questions - why did she suffocate herself to the point of passing-out? Why is she still standing in this place? Why is she admitting? Is this the young male's last day? "My point of view." She breaths in, her body rattles from inside-out. "My point of view: You will stay here until I feel you.....feel you submit. I want you to submit under me, crying for your life. And if you defend yourself, as you said before, you have found others like myself, I will enjoy every yank you pull on my thick old fur.
She sat there, enjoying the word out of her black lipped mouth. Her yellow teeth grazed by her pink tongue. The lust for blood boiled in her veins. A blood-thirsty killer. The barb-wires that held this white beast down for years had come again. Hungry, under it's slumber it waited for a victim to ponder and tread on her tail. For it's only advantage was to pass her den. But in the end, the little rodent was snatched by thorn rose-bush. So beautiful but painful. You could see it, but not touch. The after math of this painful beauty is the cost of shared blood. The rodent pushed through the thorn bush, finally making it's way yet again. After the bush, lay a beast. A monster.
It spoke, black drool coming from it's jaw of knives, "Little one, why do you come to me beyond that painful beauty of a bush." The rodent spoke, heart pounding with fear, "Oh beast among, I have came for my own way. None to bother, dear or mighty one." What the rodent did not know was it's chosen words to reply are what cost it's life. The beast arose from is sleeping chambers and said for it's final sentence for the rodent, "Your choice - death." The small rodent that came across the beautiful rose-bush passed through to make it's way and only ended in the stomach of a monster.
A tail Suta once heard from WhipFly, she was wise. Though the story she told made no sense to the young fea, it now is as clear as a glass vase for a rose. Suta, the rose, so beautiful with thorns and blood red petals. Once a rose is plucked from a bush, it will die fast. Rot in it's place. Poor Suta was cursed with a demon that made her rot and whither away.
"Your choice - death."
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