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Post by aplicia on Oct 22, 2007 9:25:49 GMT -5
Raider
Raider trotted into The Valley of Death sniffing about for any signs of claimance. He found some but they were old and so he ran to a nearby hill and lept to it's summit howling his chilling call I am Raider and I claim this land as Alpha! He lept down from the hill's summit and marked the borders with his smell.
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Post by WhitheredPast on Nov 17, 2007 23:30:41 GMT -5
Crucifix, one of the few ghosts in the lands of Dark Star, glided over the deserted valley. It was dry, and barren, just how he liked things nowadays. Places that made him feel the way he was. Dead. But something rang out into the soundless sky. It was a howl of a brute. What brute, would want to claim such a dead place?
However, curiosity got the best of him, and he quickly glided towards the source of the howl. As he flew eerily through the valley, the small weeds that grew through the cracks of the dry ground seemed to shrivel up. His hallow, black orb sockets looked over the rough terrain, but then he finally found the owner of the call. "Great place you got here!" he called out, a wide smirk planted on his transparent muzzle. |
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Post by aplicia on Nov 20, 2007 14:27:29 GMT -5
Raider looked to the sound of this other wolf and saw that he was a ghost. He smiled "Thanks. I am Raider, this is my kind of place. May I inquire to your name sir?" Raider asked as he looked to the ghost, sometimes he felt just like that. H sat and began cleaning a night painted paw, watching the ghost all the while.
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Post by WhitheredPast on Nov 20, 2007 21:56:11 GMT -5
Crucifix's small ears perked up on the top of his head. He absolutely loved talking about himself. Usually he was very mournful, but today he felt that he would remember something important about his alive life. "I don't have a name anymore. But it was Crucifix. So I guess you could call me that." he said, almost automatically. A dry breeze blew over the arid land, and while it blew dust everywhere, his pelt remain untouched. |
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Post by aplicia on Nov 22, 2007 23:49:17 GMT -5
Raider laughed, he was not afraid of ghosts, he found them interesting. He looked at Crucifix then a smile on his night painted maw. "Well, it's a pleasure to meet you Crucifix and you are welcome to roam my territory as you like." Raider then lowered his head in a bow to the ghost before him.
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Post by WhitheredPast on Dec 14, 2007 16:09:39 GMT -5
Crucifix only grunted, looking the wolf -- Raider -- curiously. There was only one other time where he had met another wolf who wasn't afraid of him. "Roaming," he repeated blankly, still looking at him with his hallow eyes. A small smirk curled up his untouchable lips. An alpha, who was alive, was bowing to him. It never happened to him before, even when he himself was alive. "You shouldn't show any respect for a ghost like me, especially when you're an alpha." |
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Post by aplicia on Dec 14, 2007 23:35:18 GMT -5
"Is that so?" Raider asked with a laugh. Just because I'm an alpha doesn't mean I can't be friendly." Raider said as he looked at Crucifix. "If you had still been living, I would be glad to have you enter my pack. Even now I will be glad to, you can be a member, yet have free rein if you'd like." Raider told him as he sat down.
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