The Returning

[Darkness]

A fae stood in the Forest of Fears, breathing in it's sweet air. Well, not that sweet actually.
In fact, all that could be scented was Darkness.
No, really, just Darkness. For that was who she was. Darkness.
Alphess of this land for years.
Well, she had left it for a bit. But really, this was her turf. And since it had remained unclaimed, she had full dibs on it.
Darkness howled, the howl of a Demon...the Demon that she was.
She felt an odd feeling in her chest. The feeling of having no soul.

[wolflover6]

Midnight heard the howl of an alphess.He snarled,knowing that she would put up a fight for position.She sounded weak.This won't take very long.At least,Midnight thought so.This was going to be his terra,and he certainly wasn't going to romance the fae.He walked up to her/

[Darkness]

Darkness raised her maw, sniffing the air. A stranger.
She scoffed, as she, as most fems would guess, thought he was here to make a feeble attempt at romancing her.
Idiot.
she thought to herself, a low growl emerging from her throat.
I cannot love any, why would you be any different?
The growl rose into a ferocious snarl, and she glared at him as he walked up.
Darkness looked quite scary, fangs all showing (still bloodied from earlier attacks on loners), maw scarred lightly, black fur blowing in the snowy wind (making her look more and more like a Demon than she already did) and that demonic stare of hers glaring at the brute.
That was her snarl.
Darkness gave a sniffy look to him, pulling her lips back over her fangs.
"What do you want?"
she growled, the voice just barely coming up from under the low growl in her throat.
"These are my lands."
she sniffed.
"And I am NOT looking for an alpha."
she growled.
And with that, Darkness turned away from the strange brute. But, she was careful to watch her back. She wasn't a total idiot. If she turned, and he attacked her then of all times, Darkness would be dead meat.
She took one quick look back, before moving on, attempting to find her old lair.

[wolflover6]

Midnight snarled"Whoever said I would romance YOU?No,I am going to take this terra and recreat The Fears,something you are not doing very well.Spare your life and give me this land,and maybe I won't hurt you.Maybe"

[Darkness]

Darkness scoffed.
"The Fears?" she snarled.
"I was the Fears."
At this, Darkness smirked. She thought back to that day, when she, Darkness of the Fears, had murdered her own pack.
And now how pathetic she looked.
Trying to recreate the dead? No, no, trying to remake the Fears, better than before.
Never would they be stopped.
She could just see it now.
Packs being slaughtered, lairs going up in flames, families being torn apart in the blink of an eye...
She liked the idea more than anyone could imagine.
"So," she sneered. "What makes you think that you can bring back the Fears?"
Darkness glared at the wolf oppisite her.
"And this terra has been mine for many a winter." she growled.
"If you think that you can get it, all the power to you."
She walked off again, trying to get away, and find her old lair as well.
The lair where none ever entered.
The lair of a demon.
Darkness sniffed, pride coming up. And self-respect. Darkness didn't have an ego problem, but she did have moments where she believed herself to be better than all the others.
How wrong she was.
As she thought of this, she realized how many wolven she had met, that had been better fighters.
What if this brute was one of them?
Then she shook her head. No, brutes tended to only fight other brutes, believing faes were forbidden.
But what if he wasn't like that?
Darkness shook her head again.
She would have her way with him, whether he liked it, or not.
Darkness raised her chest out proudly, and held her head high, showing that SHE was alphess, and he was not alpha.
Then she smirked.

[wolflover6]

Midnight's eyes started glowing red as he jumped on top of the fae.He was right.She was weak."This land WILL be mine!"he yelled.

[Darkness]

Darkness felt crushed under the weight of the brute.
Her fragile, lithe body somehow managed to crawl out.
"No!" she cried.
"These lands do not belong to you!"
At that moment, Darkness flew out at the brute slashing out at his red orbs.
Red.
At this moment, Darkness thought of blood. Warm, sweet blood. Some of her own blood, she was tasting.
Darkness snarled again, leaping back before the brute could get her.
But then she stood still.
This was too much for Darkness, who began running. Not for life. Oh no, Darkness had already died. Drowned. Or did she?
That had puzzled her for years.
Was she dead, or alive?
But now, she simply ran. Her sole desire had been to find her old lair, and she wasn't going to give up now.
Darkness thrust her body forward, muscles contracting and rippling with a beautiful desire hidden in them.
She snarled as she ran, tossing her maw up in the air with a carefree feeling in her veins.
And then she saw it.
Darkness looked straight ahead, and saw the lair that had once belonged to her.
A relief spread through her, as in her own lair, she was safe.
None had ever come into this lair but her.
As Darkness trotted inside, she felt a pang of misery. No cubs. No mate. Not the average life for a wolf such as herself.
Despite this misery, she backed into the cave, watching the brute carefully.
This cave had her scent all over it.
How could he not resist giving up?

[Darkness]

OOC//note: wolflover wants Midnight as alpha, I think...

[Da Beatles]

(Maybe)

[Darkness]

OOC//just to let you and Demon know. -winkwink-

[Da Beatles]

(Ah,okay)

[Darkness]

OOC// -waits for somebodies to post-

[Da Beatles]

(I think Ill take Demon out of here....)