Rugged dagger, new wolf, request to join deadwood
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name: kara
age:19
sex:female
location: pennsilvannia
E-mail: AngileofAnarcy@yahoo.com
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name: London
sex: female
wolf's age: 3
fur color: a light natural grey, almost snow speckled, with fading red hair dye
eye color: violet
scars/identifying marks: around her neck, there is a ring scar from a collar that was too tight, and rubbed her skin raw
mate: n/a, bred with a Australian Shepherd, Great Pyrenees mix
pups: cairo,(male), and asia(f)
personality: London is a very shy wolf because of her upbringing, she doesnt like humans and will fight them. She will get along with anyone smaller then her, but tends to shy away from anyone larger then herself. As are most mothers, London is severly protective of her cubs.
brief history: London was caught as a pup by a rich sport hunter after her mother was shot outside their den, she has no memory of her family other then smell because of her young age.
After the hunter took her home, she was given as a gift to the mans son, an unkind teen prone to violence. She would be readily abused by the boy, wiether by kicking, hitting, or having things thrown at her. as she grew, she begain to be able to fight back, and was chained up in the back yard of the family's estate. a ver short chain stuck into the ground left her vonerable to the family's other animals. Sometime during her confinment the boy had her mated to a mix breed, and she had a litter of 3 pups. one was killed within a week of birth, but the other two thrived. the death of her cub stirred London to escape, for the ensured safty of her other cubs. By the time she did, her throat had been rubbed bloody and raw, giving her enough room to claw the collar off.
As soon as she had, she picked up asia, the smaller of the cubs, and nudged Cairo into a run up into the woods near the property. After nearly a month of running, from fear of large packs, and humans, London has calmmed down, and her neck has mostly healed.
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London sighed, her ears jerking back and forth nervously. Cairo and Asia were sleeping at her side, tired from thier long journey. She had finally found a small pack, small enough she would feel comfortable, and big enough to help her raise her cubs. She was scared though, she didnt remember anything about pack life, only her home with the humans, and her fear of dogs.
Sighing again, she raised up her hind legs to stretch, and nuzzled her pups, then walked slowly out from the bush she'd hidden in. A cold wind ruffled her fur, almost wholey grey and white, the dye finally fading. Shivering, she tucked her neck low, feeling a tinge of pain as the air ran over her neck. Letting out a half hearted howl, she sat down to wait, hoping she could act properly, and find her young cubs a safe home.
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Welcome to DoW. A heartbreaking character she is, and here comes big bad Deacon to make things worse. >.<
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Great cream coated paws traversed across the earthen slopes, carrying the elegantly powerful brute down into the small pebbled creek that separated the two lands, and so perfectly dubbed the Borderlands. His eyes were no different then usual: cold, distant, with a hint of pure evil in those deep, black pupils. Deacon's stride was proud, nothing stopped his gait, and it was as if he expected whole trees to jump out of his path, just to he would waste energy going around. Besides, energy was important in the winter months, the brute didn't want to use any more energy then he had to.
His speedy amble towards the borderlands was routine in his patrol grounds. Although his pack wasn't as short of hands as before, it still give Deacon enough eyes on the neighboring lands and neutral territories as he would have liked. Plus, Deacon wasn't the type to sit around while his pack took care of everything, idleness made a wolf soft, and Deacon would rather die then rot away as a gutless fool. The very thought made his hackles rise. Disgusting.
The amber hued Hellian had almost reached the frosty creek bed, when a howl slit the air and made acute auds pitch forth. He collected his muzzle up high and tested the chilled atmosphere, nares flaring and fanning in scents. Bold blue-violet oculars narrowed slightly, sensing the new presence of--not just one, but three wolves. It would be suicide to go alone, especially because he had no idea who they were or what they want. Perfectly crafted muscles tighted upon their slender bone frame, and a cruel smile spread dangerous librums.
Lifting his proud muzzle into the air, Deacon unleashed a return howl. A summoning call, directed to the newcomers, ordering them to his location, istead of him charging to theirs. He brute's velveteen vocals were smooth and dark, like distant thunder before a fading dream, the note was crisp in the cold air making the cry travel faster, louder, and higher then usual. It made made the caramel brute appear greater ten-fold, or maybe that's just how egotistical Deacon was able to get. Ears perked for any other voices in the distance, he was on high ground, and but the sound waves his mystery wolves were on a lower platue. This way the brute would out manuver any hostile forces if they choose to attack.
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Asia blinked, and let out a yip at her mother after her alerting howl. Srabbling quickly to her feet, she troted forward and nuzzled at her mothers side, then nipped at her fur.
London yawned and snapped her mouth shut, cocking her head to the side at young Asia. Smiling softly to herself, she sent a paw back at the cub, playing a small game. Between jumps and nips, she turned back to check on Cairo, who turned out to still be sleeping.
Londons blizzard and red fur suddenly was on end, her ears cocked forward, and she was quickly standing over Cairo, with Asia's scruff in her mouth. Leaning down to let Asia go, she sighed and started pacing.
A wolf had answered. And a male at that, Londons tail sank and she called back. Slowly, we will, do not be mad.
'Get up Cairo, time to move again..'
The small curl tailed, white pup looked up and started wagging his tail, one word escaped his lips.
'Run?'
London smiled, but shook her head.
'No, we walk this time, its not too far. Come on then, this way you two.'
Nipping each of them lightly, the small group made their way towards the male. With the nervious mother taking up the rear.
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It seemed, for the first time in days, Deacon sat down. It was amazing that his muscles still knew how to fold and relax, even though he had been up and about for the proceeding moons. The brute didn't sleep much, it was a horrible way to waste a life, and it seemed that Deacon was like a loaded spring--always ready to unleash the retained power. Where that power came from, was locked behind smooth cream soaked lips.
As the caramel brute sat, his senses worked like a well oiled machine. Ears twitching at the slightest down, and nostrils flaring come even stray breeze. Softly, his muscles contracted, the hackles between powerful deltoids bristling each passing second. He was a rather impatient individual, and it didn't take much to irrate him. But Deacon wasn't unreasonable, more or less the brute would surely consider suggests if they were delivered well.
The brute waited, a cloak of wintry magic wrapping around his golden pelt while those bright indigo orbs started at any sight of movement. His perch was a few feet from the creek bed, a comfortable distance if an attack were to come. With the ever changing winds, the brute was at a loss with it came to determining by scent; the origin point kept changing. But at the sound of the first bay, the small party wasn't far.
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Of the two pups, Asia was the smaller one, but with her winter coat, she sized about the same as her brother. But unlike her mother and brother, Asia's coat was a deep rust with a beige undertone. Her eyes were a soft blue that all pups were born withy, but with a small ring of green around the edge of the iris.
Cairo on the other hand, was big to say the least, and in great contrast to his sister. His fur was pure white, in fact, because he was albino, but is wasnt something he or his mother understood. His eyes were wide and pale blue, almost grey, and his eyesight wasnt the best. Running ahead of his mother, Cairo taunted his sister into a game of tag, and tumbled into a bush, and out the other side... right in front of a large, very large to Cairo in fact, male wolf.
Stunned and confused, he quickly bristled up, squaring himself incase this wolf (dog in his mind) were to attack like the ones at home. Honestly, it was a rather cute sight, considering he was turned too far to the left, and growling out a high strung bark.
London didnt think is was so cute, she'd lost sight of him a little while before, and hadnt thought much of it, until she realised how close they were to the male. As soon as she heard his growling, her hackles were up, and she was off, little Asia trying to keep up.
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Bed...check...?
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Sharp auds imediately twisted toward the sound of whispering leaves. The underbrush spoke of the arrival, rather loudly to say the least. Deacon's muscles laxed some, but not much, figuring out that he wasn't pitting against a skilled hunter. By the sound of movement, the golden brute was able to tell that the beast was small, and not a hunter. What a waste of energy--the amber hued brute was psyching himself up for a good brawl too.
Not long after his obvious disappointment leaving the confines of his mind, out tumbled this....snowy whelp. Nares flared, recognizing the pup as one he had thought was a threat minutes before. What a darling thing...Sarcasm, of the vilest kind, dripped from the tendrels of thought. A grim smirk played across his creamy librums, watching the whelp turn aggressive. This...fur ball wasn't even worth his time to kill. The golden brute slowly got up, his well-defined muscles rippling as he stretched, a long cat-like stretch.
A gently rumble tickled his velvetly thick vocals, such a contrast with the youth's underdeveloped voice box. "Why don't you pick on someone your own size...Pup." His tone was rather frosty, but the soft Cheshire grin was nothing short of misleading. Suddenly his blue-violet hues gleamed at the sound of another's arrival. This one, bigger. Muscles tensed, and ears pitched back, Deacon was always ready.
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ooc: I live on a really strict campus, we gotta be here by 10pm, and in our rooms with lights out by 11pm, otherwise we get a 'dorm court' and then we have to do community service--0 really, really strict.
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Ciaro blinked, staring in awe and fear at the large male. He watched every curve of muscles, every inhalation and exhalation. And he came up with one fact, this dog was big, and could really, really hurt him.
In seconds the pups stance went from an agressive defence, to submissive. The other dogs in the yard would normally back down after he'd given up, and Asia wasnt here to worry about yet. Heck, to Cairo, even the males voice was strong. The grin didnt give any, because the human only grinned when he was about to do bad things, so Cairo started backing up.
Lucky for his pride, Mommy was on the way. London's ears jumped as she heard the males voice, and in the back of her mind, she would remember later, she laughed at her son's nature to fight back.
In seconds, she rounded the brush and pushed both Cairo and Asia under it. "Mind your sister!" Her chest heaved, and the scar on her neck gilstened in the cold. Her eyes were wild with worry, and she whined softly, laying down in front of the male, tail curled under and eyes downcast. "Please forgive my son..."
In the brush, Asia sat side eyed, and started crawing forward. "Thats a big doggy like mommy!" Her tail started to twitch back and forth betwen her legs, and short little mewling barks escaped her throat. The pup had one thing in mind, play. And with who else but someone obviously strong enough to snap her neck between his teeth.
Cairo shifted uneasily, nipping his sister's tail and pulling her back. He was used to taking care of her, even though she was never the one who got chased. For some reason, the lot dogs would leave the female pup alone, or merely tease her until Cairo or London would show up to protect her. "Stay put, I'm in charge."
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Indifferently those sharp blue-violet orricles glanced down at the whelp, with little consideration. Deacon minded children, not saying he has a soft spot for them, but he was more lenient. Partially because he was rarely limited in his youth, and serverly put back in his place if he ever stepped outside the 'nearly' nonexistant boundaries. But..Boys will be boys, and pups would always find a way to get into a rough situation.
He smirked casually at the femme that appeared so brashly, with little regards for her own life. What if Deacon had reacted to her sudden appearance, in a 'not so friendly' manner? She truely was their mother, but Deacon never understood a mother's heart. It was so much easier to tossle with other males then bother about his mother. The brute's growth was distant and isolated and the brightness of his eyes were lavished in independence. "What is there to forgive? He hasn't caused any damage...yet." Deacon's voice was as casual as ever, smooth and low. And his eyes gleamed dangerously at the little scamp's comment. Dog, she says. The honey-hued brute's eye twitched at the sound of that. He, of all creatures, should never be mistaken for some backyard mutt. It would be someone's last mistake.
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London nodded, glad he wasnt mad over her sons behavior, and looked back at her pups. Too young to realise a differnce between their mother, themselves and the dogs at their home, Asia and Cairo didnt even understand what a wolf was. Not to say London really understood either, but she at least knew she wasnt a dog.
"Why is Mommy laying down?" Asia's eyes sparkled curiously, and she stood up, pulling Cairo behind her, to the front of the brush. Tilting her head to the side, she looked over the large male. "He looks nicer then Papa."
Cairo blinked, and let go of Asia's tail. "Nicer? Everyone is nicer then him." A small growl escaped his thraot, and he puffed out his chest, then walked straight up next to his mother, and lay down. Nuzzling her side, more for comfort, but he was hungry.
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Blue-violet orbs narrowed slightly, so the two of the three he had scent are mere whelps. The golden brute was getting worked up for nothing. Needless to say, the thrill of battle was like a drug to the amber lupine, his powerful physique and 'higher-than-thou' attitude were the elements found in many a warrior.
The brute's cream coated chest rose and settled gently, with every breath, taking in the scents of these three strangers and finding an overwhemling irratating scent about them. Dogs. And man. Deacon's eyes narrowed further, and his acute auds twisted back slightly, like horns that crowned the Devil's head.
"What is the reason for your calling me?" He spoke after a moments pause. The whelps were young, and so was the femme. That same smooth baritone flitted into the chilly air as the brute stood most arrogantly with gold tassel sweeping the stars out of the sky.
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The wind shifted slightly, and London could smell even more the of brutes power, kinetic energy set friction to the air around him. Looking up slightly, she studied him once more. He was in charge, no doubts about that, but she felt an uneasy, one that only came from sudden threats, or changes in power. No wonder he'd been stewing for a fight.
Asia paused at the edge of the bush, then strutted forward. The cub knew nothing of pain, only small teasing, and the ringed scar on her mothers neck always was a point of interest. Placing two paws to London's side, asia pushed up with her hind legs, and climed onto her back. When she reached the furless area, and ploped down, and started chewing on the fur just behind the mark.
Shivering slightly, then snow on stone female areched her neck to nip at her daughter. The bighting didnt hurt, but the behavior might not be enducive to the cause of being acceppted into the brutes pack. Turning her broken, yet hopeful eyes back to the male, she paused, then answered.
"We.. I, am asking for permission to join your pack. With my cubs."
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Stoically the golden alphen watched the pup's antics. They were young, and it seemed that they weren't disciplined very well. Regardless, a whelp must be given space to grow and explore, Deacon had no qualms with their banter, as longs as it didn't interfere with important matters, the young Hellian would careless what happened to the two youths. He wasn't a...Pup person.
Bold indigo optics narrowed at the sight of the fae's ring-like scar. The brute's head cocked slightly to the side as he was trying to get a better look. Looks like the femme had some skeletons in the closet. Deacon wasn't going to let her past catch up to her, that would mean trouble for the pack if something were to happened. But...Since when did he started caring for the pack? Since....Aah, no matter.
"Admissions would be that easy..." The brute spoke callously, scoffing even as he observed the female that stood a slight tier below him, since Deacon had yet to withdraw from his raised platform. "Then again, I don't even know who you are, where you come from, and for what reason you wish to join my pack..." It seemed that the brute was merely thinking out loud, but listen carefully that the inuendos were hidden within; real questions that traspired the conversational tone the brute made his rich vocals to take on. His tone was sardonic, but his features were stern, and barely expressing anything that went on beyond those darkly veiled eyes.
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The female sighed and looked up, eyes narrowed to slits. Sitting up quickly, She turned and nudged her pups back into the brush. Turning back to the large male, she Tilted her heads away, hoping he'd understand she wanted to be away from her cubs while talking about their past. Walking slowly, tail and head stil lowered, she headed away from the bush, turning back to the male to be sure he fallowed.
"My children dont understand the differnce between wolf and dog. Thats why they called you a dog. They were born on human land, to a sickly man, who doesnt deserve to own anything. I had been there as long as I can remember, they stole me." The femme sighed again and sat to paw at her neck. "This is from the humans, I tried to run before they mated me to their dog. As you can see, I didnt get away, and I was punished. They wont look for us, I swear, we were worthless to them. Only there to be beaten... I come to you and your pack seaking safty for my children."
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Listening with half-lidden eyes, it appeared as if the two were discussing anything as casual as the weather or other meaningless things that Deacon found no point in wasting his breath upon. A rough tongue crossed creamy chops before he observed the femme with a shamelessly bold gaze. She was probably used to it anyway, for the story she had spun. Deacon couldn't careless about where she comes from, it was the trouble that might come after her. Although she mentioned that she was worthless, that didn't do much to excite the brute.
Large paws danced across the earth, leaving only faint prints in their wake; a haunting ability considering the brute's size. "If humans don't find you worth while...Why should I?" A sly smirk crossed the amber brute's sharp mug, dark eyes twinkling with some mischevious glint. His tone wasn't friendly, nor was it affrontive; again, it was simply casual.
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Londons ears turned back, and she glared at the male.
Because humans value nothing, but any good leader, by rank or heart, would know the value of adding a hunter or in this case three. My pups are small now, but because of their father, they will both be bigger then you or I in stance when they're grown. And they already understand how to survive, more then just winter's hunger, but rath and humanity as well.
She hadnt ment to get so riled up, but already her hackles raised and her breath was rough, seething through her bared fangs as she explained. It seemed to her, so far, that wolves were more arrogant then dogs.
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The amber hued brute quirked a sly brow. It seemed that the longer he was exposed to the bitter weather the sharper his features became. The more upset this female got, the thinner Deacon pupils seemed to grow. It was as if the demon fed off of her dismay and ill wishes. The more tempered she grew, the more this Hellian grinned. How amusing.
Quick, indigo gems darted to where the two pups were. Larger than he? That was quite a promise to keep. Although Deacon wasn't the largest wolf around, size was only a small factor in the cold cruel world. Sure it helped, but Deacon wasn't as arrogant as he was simply because he felt safe with his size. True, he wasn't in a position to turn down hunters, but this would also mean more mouths to feed, at least until the pups came of age. The winters wouldn't be so kind.
"Very well then, I will need a number of hunters come spring. But do me a favor, your pups are no longer in the company of mutts, do teach them that the fangs of favored pets are blunt compared to the ones Wilderness carves." He smirked softly, the demon behind the smokey oculars shifted with unrest. "...I hope you keep your promise...These pups, you say will become bigger than the both of us."
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ooc: sry to take so long, been busy with home school and work--0
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London sighed with relief, but nodded solemly. Tuning around, she yipped at Asia and Cairo, both cubs came running out of the brush, and snuggled up close to thier mother. Looking back at the male, Londons ears laid back slightly.
"The fangs of a favored pet may be blunt, but those of the outcasts are twice as sharp, and twice as quick to be used." Smiling slightly, the femme snorted. "Trust me, that is one thing I can be sure of, they are already large for their age. Oh yes... How many others are in the pack? And what can you tell about who to stay away from?"
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A causal glance was offered the pups. As long as they stayed out from the undertow, and out of Deacon's hairs, he didn't care much of them. Restricting youth was a flaw in the parenting system, at least to Deacon. One needs to balance teaching and smothering.
He tossed his golden pelt luxuriously, fixing the fae with those sharp indigo hues. "There are but...three or four of us, everyone should be rather...welcoming." At least more so then the brute--now with Jorn gone and all.
Nares flared quickly, the pups were too young to rank as of yet, so they will still be put to debate. Whelps don't exhibit true ability that Deacon could determine rank by as of yet. The gold Alphen would wait--he was in particular rush. "I think I'll make you our Sigma...You'll look after the pups, and since the only ones in the pack thus far are your own, you shouldn't have too much trouble with that." He faintly nodded to himself, yes, making the fae the pup-sitter would be the best idea so far. She appeared tired and injured. Besides looking after her own pups should be nothing out of the ordinary.
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London listened quietly, but blinked, and sighed at the placement of rank. This was where her, and her childrens training begain, looking up at the brute, she cocked her head to the side.
"This sigma.... it is the same as being the yard bitch, den mother? I just watch the puppies, er pups."
She nearly bite herself for calling them puppies, surly a wolf wasnt called that. Sh realise quickly, it would be much harder for her then her pups.
Asia was already busy snuffing at the brute, belly crawling closer and closer to him, mewling excitedly. All the while Cairo sitting next to his mother, back straight, at attention, eyes on his sister.
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Deacon capped a brow that the pup's antics. This one was the curious type; curiosity could get the little mongrel in trouble one of these days. A thin smirk caressed the brute's cream-coated muzzle, he wondered how the whelp would act when she faced harsh reality. Ah, let the pup roam, otherwise, how will she grow.
"You can say that. That doesn't mean I won't call upon you for hunts and the like." Deacon answered off-handedly. "But your pups are still young, it appears that you are in need of rest. Staying close to the dens would be a good idea for the time being." There was mild irration in the amber brute's voice, he never liked explaining himself. However, since this fae has spent far too long of a period in the company of two-leggers, Deacon was willing to be a tad more linient.
"Are you...displeased with the position I have given you?" Bold ingido orricles narrowed slightly, it was already a risky move to take in a couple of runaways. Deacon was starting to second think his judgement, which was a first. He had always been clear minded and rather stern in all his actions and the motives that governed them.
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London listened and nodded, rolling her eyes at Asia's actions, then nudging Cairo out to play as well. Looking back up aty thwe brtute, she frowned.
"Why would I not be? You just gave my cubs safehaven, and me as well. For that alone I am greatful."
Asia yipped up at Deacon, hoping for him to play, then then took a larg, adult paw into her small, milk-tooth lined yap*
ooc: sorry bout how short it is, moved, sharing ONE comp with over 60 people now T.T
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