Fallen Angel
Pack Wolf
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Rank: Unknown
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Post by Fallen Angel on Aug 4, 2013 21:15:09 GMT -5
Fallen Angel 'Angel'
'Conclusions manifest, your first impression's got to be your very best now I see the truth I got a doubt A different motive in your eyes and now I'm out.'
-Headstrong, Trap
Critical Thinker l Headstrong l Respectable
A soft pile of snow seemed to be laying on the forest floor, it stuck out like a sore thumb but it wasn't a pile of snow for it wasn't the harsh winter month. Fallen Angel was the female's name, and she was an Artic wolf. Her yellow orbs now laid shut as she had traveled a long ways to get to the point she is at right now. An exhaled sigh came from within the female as her eyes slowly began to open almost like the sun when it raised up behind the hill for the day. Glancing around the scenery she felt her mind coming up with a plan, after all she was coming close to a pack's border line.
'Join them, Angel.'
Her mind spoke to her, it was as if it was a separate wolf that lead her around as if she was blind but she knew she would listen to her mind after all it has never proven her wrong yet. Lifting herself up from the earth, she shook her gleaming white fur as she opened her maw up showing her sharp canines while a yawn come from her throat. Stretching out her forelegs she headed off following the scent of the pack hoping her mind was right.
'I'm always right, and this is what I think is best.'
Her mind spoke up again, she smirked as she thought on her own this time. 'I really need to stop doing that to myself but I suppose it's due to my lonely beings. Maybe I'll be accepted by these wolves and wont have to talk to my mind for comforted.' She thought as she gracefully walked towards the border line. Her paw steps light and elegant almost like a phantom lurking behind the cold shadows of the night.
She kept a steady pace as she looked back over her shoulder to see the sun was slowly setting. She wanted to reach the border line before the sun was completely gone so she picked up her pace a bit even with knowing she had plenty of time.
After some time she managed to find her way to the border, she made sure she was coming up wind so her scent would blow within the territory after all she wanted to be noticed for once. Her stance was one of submission, one as she kept her tail tucked and her body low to the ground.
'Respect is key.' She told herself within her very own mind as she felt her paws knee at the earth below her. The wind ruffled her fur as it blew past again while her yellow orbs held nothing more then a blank stare. She felt her eyes traveling around the territory that she might live on and she had to admit it seemed perfect for a pack. every little detail she took in just made her want to join the pack even more but it wasn't up to her it was up to the Leader or Alpha. All she had to do was play the waiting game. |
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Beta Fell
Co-Owner
Posts: 55 
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Rank: Beta
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Post by Beta Fell on Aug 7, 2013 1:16:50 GMT -5
Spend all your time waiting...
They've finally come it seems...angels in cloaks of Heaven yet here to drag me into Hell... ebony eyelashes fluttered in the darkness as the ivory figure, looks uncertain due the sun's bright gleam approached, a hollow sigh released as the concept that this figure be some unworldly creature discarded once the mortal, canine scent filled his nostrils, only to be followed by her body's clear image in the impeding shade. To stand from his current position and approach was the instinctual reaction, yet, he hesitated, simply observing in his own, private haven. Did such angels, let alone immortal beings, exist? And, born with a coat like that of a pure dove, was an ivory wolf meant to uphold such innocence and hope? Distance thoughts of his apprentice, Kyra, came afloat, followed by those of Isabella; the latter tarnishing any hope that these snow-white beings may resemble Heaven's guardians purposely. While he wondered, the Beta's eyes finally drifted shut, a darker thought collapsing upon his mind. If ones of white were of Heaven, resembling purity, what of him, one of raven black? Was his mere coat color the reason such demons plagued him often? Impossible. Think logically, you fool. Those raven hind legs lifted in that moment, motivated by his stubbornness, while his forelegs stretched far out, each muscle seemingly awakened once more.
Had the fae noticed his presence earlier or just now, it held no interest to him as he emerged from the wood's dark hollows. Revealing himself, the Beta immediately did not let his visual duties falter, his tail curling in dominance, face solemn though not aggressive. Observing her submissive stance for a brief moment, the male's head ticked upward, a notion which was a direction for her to remove herself from the position; although submission from loners was necessary, it was difficult to speak to someone who stayed that way forever. While time was given for her to react to the direction of sorts, his own tail gradually lowered, yet it did not entirely return to normal, still upholding a slight dominance appearance. "Do you have a name, dove?" Nicknames were not an uncommon occurrence but the female had caught him at a fairly delicate moment and therefor was gifted with one early; though, unknown to her, this nickname would, as was tradition from the ebony Beta, remain forever. Suppressing a yawn, a quick chill vibrated down from his head, halting at his tail, the unexpected motion waking him up immediately. "My name is Fell and I the Beta of these lands, second in command to my Alpha, Allegro. Before we continue from mere name sharing, I must ask if you know of Bantu and if you hold loyalties to him. One under his loyalties would not admit so easily, but should I doubt you, possible trickster, I will kill you instantly and send your hide back to Bantu personally. Understand?"
For that second chance...
Actions | "Can you handle my words?" | 'Indulge in my thoughts but do not utilize.' | Let's jazz this up with some lyrics; top and bottom.
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Fallen Angel
Pack Wolf
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Rank: Unknown
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Post by Fallen Angel on Aug 7, 2013 21:32:09 GMT -5
Fallen Angel 'Angel'
'Sweet bitter words unlike nothing I have heard sing along. Since I was young I tasted sorrow on my tongue.'
-Coming Undone, Korn
Critical Thinker l Headstrong l Respectable
Pure darkness of a coat above her, she felt the piercing of his eyes stare at her dove white coat. Inside her mind was smiling at the thoughts to the mere wolf could be thinking, after all there coats were completely different. It matched up with the boundaries of heaven and hell yet she wasn't apart of the system. Her name fitting her so well, because she had fallen out of place within heaven but still too much of an angel to join the demons.
'Trapped in the in between.'
She soon started to get out of her submission form as he heard the male's gruff voice telling her she could. She kept her tail low and her eyes flickered over to see he was still in a some what dominance position but she didn't care after all her main focus was to join the pack. her ears flickered at hearing him ask for her name.
"Fallen Angel, but most call me Angel." She replied with a soft tone of voice, filled with little emotions but the very simple one of boldness to dare answer the question. Her ears flickered at the silence that stormed in afterwards of the giving of her name. She felt the need to fill it with some sort of chatter but had nothing more to say then the words already spoken of.
'Ask for a name perhaps?'
Her mind thought of quickly but soon was intruded by the voice of the males. Her head lifted as she listened to him explain everything to her of what would happen if she would lie to the pack about being loyal to some other brute. The name didn't seem to ring a bell to her at all and her eyes seem to haze over in slight confusion before snapping back to black stare as if they were too scared to show such an emotion as of now.
"Greetings Fell, as I have said Angel is what I go by. I have to say I know nothing of this Bantu, and from the small speech I was given something seems to be a drawn battle between the pack and him? It is none of my business yet since I have not been conformed or denied to be within the pack but I thought I would ask out what it seems like to being going on from the information I have gathered but all in all I understand to your terms of the pack law."
The she wolf spoke with an intelligent appeal, and had seemed to choose her words very careful so they would fit all together in one giant jumbled puzzle. Her words seem to twist and intertwine making it seem more complex but when it was nothing more then a simple work of art. She felt her eyes drifting off towards the territory once again before snapping back to the male, she was quite surprised she hadn't snapped into her dream world but she did have her mind occupied.
'Focus Angel.' She thought to herself, she felt that victory of joining the pack would be within her grasp.
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