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Post by WhitheredPast on Sept 18, 2007 20:00:25 GMT -5
(OoC: PSH! PSH! PSH! xD YOU JUST FIGURED OUT WHY SHE EVEN JOINED THE PACK! Loser. :])
Aidan shook her head off, small chunks of flesh soaring out into the air. She looked over him and watched what she was drawing. Pups such as Yorkshire shouldn't be drawing things like that. With a quick, swift motion of her paw, she messed up his drawing of the bones. Then, she extracted only one claw and slowly carved a bad drawing of a flower in it's place. "Happy thoughts, Yorky.." she said, laughing a little at the nickname. Just as his small paw touched her light paw, a warmth fled through the very veins beneath her skin. Her own plan was now coming together.
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Post by Da Beatles on Sept 19, 2007 7:05:43 GMT -5
OOC//Hrm^^
Yorkshire watched the flower carefully for a little."Al..Alright."He went back to his wolf drawing.With his claw,he added a little detail to one.A diamond on it`s chest,and apparently different colored paws and tail-tip,by the way he was adding wavy lines.He sighed through his nose as he stared at the picture."Thats her.That was Daimond."He looked up at Aidan,meeting her eyes."Sometimes....No,not sometimes....I wish I wasnt here."
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Post by WhitheredPast on Sept 19, 2007 13:37:34 GMT -5
"You don't have to be here! You are free to be wherever you want!" she said, wagging her tail slightly. "Dear God, what has Monroe been telling or teaching you?" she asked, snorting a little. Aidan looked down at the small picture, waiting for him to answer, even though it was kind of rhetorical. If this drawing was accurate to what Daimond really looked like, she wasn't so sure she'd seen her before.
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Post by Da Beatles on Sept 20, 2007 9:24:10 GMT -5
"You dont understand."Yorkshire stood up,and with an angered swipe,dusted away the picture of his wolves."Nobody ever does."Yorkshire shook himself slightly then blinked in the dreary sunlight."I wish winter would hurry up and get here."
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Post by WhitheredPast on Sept 20, 2007 13:37:25 GMT -5
A little surprised, Aidan lifted her head up higher, but didn't get too ruffled about it. Instead, she stayed calm. "Then help me understand.." she said, softly. Hopefully it would comfort him to some extent. Winter. What a great time. "Winter?" she asked, cocking her head towards him.
(OoC: you know what would be funny? If Yorkshire and Aidan met Xander's real mom, and then they all met up somehow with Xander and Daimond. XD)
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Post by Da Beatles on Sept 20, 2007 17:20:29 GMT -5
OOC//What an...Interesting idea.
Yorkshire fixed a glare on Aidan.He mad no movement except for an irritated,continues flick of his tail.Suddenlt,he closed up agian and shook his head,turning tails and heading over to the river,lowering his head and lapping up the sweet water.
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Post by WhitheredPast on Sept 20, 2007 17:53:04 GMT -5
Very tempted to push the pup in jokingly, she restrained and just merely got up onto all fours. "See you..." she said, figuring that he didn't want to talk anymore for the night. It was getting late, and now she herself was tired. But, she didn't walk back to the dens, she walked in the opposite direction, her pupils extracting. Lazily, she climbed up onto a large, cold rock and curled up. And instead of falling asleep, she just stared up into the night's sky.
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Post by Da Beatles on Sept 20, 2007 17:58:39 GMT -5
Yorkshire lapped up the water till he was full,and was about to walk away when something caught his attention.HIs reflection.He stared into it.Hard eyes stared back.He was taken aback.He almosty thought it wasnt himself.The last time Yorkshire had bothered ot take a glance at himself,he had a brgith gold thread down his forhead and a brown muse.Now,the brown was almost black,and the gold a blood red.His normally bright blue eyes were dull.This confused him immensly.Why was he so different?He sat down and sighed,lifting his face to the sky.He felt something warm run down his cheek,and listened ot it splash against the ground.MOre came,and before long,Yorkshire was sobbing."No...I cant."He bit at himself in some kind of self-punishment,and the tears only flowed harder.Without another thought left in his head,his taildraggedon the ground as Yorkshire walked awya,tears and blood still running of his fine fur.He pulled hismelf up into a tree and let his paws hang,still crying softly.He had no idea why,but ti felt right.But,then,all that trainning made him reovlt,and he began punishing himself again.
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Post by WhitheredPast on Sept 20, 2007 18:50:22 GMT -5
Aidan indeed heard his sobs from where she was, they were loud, and she just hoped Monroe wouldn't hear. Normally, she would go comfort him, but she felt that he needed this time to himself. But now there was no way she would be able to sleep, it would surely keep her up all night. The chance was slim that she would worry herself asleep.
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Post by Da Beatles on Sept 21, 2007 6:04:00 GMT -5
Yorkshire finnaly stopped,too exhausted.His blue eyes closed over,and his laboured breathing became slow and deep,his tense muscles relaxing.
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