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Post by Jayden Felox on Apr 1, 2012 2:52:09 GMT
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Jay walked into a small square that was decorated with beautiful pine trees and gorgeous rivers. The sun wasn't up anymore; it had long since disappeared over the horizon. Jay was one of the few who was still up; it was well past midnight. According to Jay's seance of time, it was nearly three. Blue, the gray great dane, stayed close to the Wind's side, a big lazy lug who followed only one. That one was Jayden Evelyne Felox.
The dog sniffed a tree, and stopped to mark his territory. Jay stopped, to, and sat down on a far, sanitary tree. One dog did not interfere within anothers territory. Not that it would be Blue's territory for long; who knew how many wolves would use the same place? The scent would wipe away too soon to serve any real purpose. Eventually, Blue was came bounding back to Jay, leaping on her only to lick her face.
Jay, laughing, pulled herself up, until she was her full height of nearly six feet. She pulled her black jacket tighter around her as the wind picked up, chilling the air. Her golden eyes seemed to sparkle under the light, her black hair piled atop her head with braided tails. The dog trotted in a large circle around her feet, dripping with drool. Jay longed for the wide open spaces, but she didn't dare leave the central at night. She didn't want to loose her life to Turics. Even as a general, alone she was weak, even in were form. Even a single solider was better than going alone.
But that wasn't the only reason she had stayed up with anxiety. Today was the anniversary of her little bothers death. It had always been a sore day for Jay. Carter had been her responsibility; it was her who let him run off, who couldn't get to him before the evil vampire had slit his throat. It was her fault. And people couldn't tell her otherwise; Jay had told the young boy to go to the fountain, Jay had told him to ignore the girl with red eyes. Sorrow drowned out the laughter, and left Jay feeling empty.
WORD COUNT| I'm too sexy for a word count NOTES| I'm too sexy for notes CREDIT | OREOMONSTER of BTN
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Post by Orio's wolf on Apr 2, 2012 20:09:38 GMT
Kylar was running around the castle, trying to Get faster. Yeah, He had a small hope, But he kept at it. He knew he was strong, But he was still to slow. His father could still leave him in the dust, and that was not even trying. he hated it. And he could never out run Kai at all. He had to be faster. Faster,stronger, harder in soul.
Kylar Ran, his breath coming out in a rhythmic pant. Even in human form, the were kind couldn't help but pant. Kylar passed to the gate of the castle, Waving at the guards and jumped up. His strength was far greater then even most Strength wolves, due to the old East's training. Kylar's jump reached him half way up the wall, his claws Catching a window ledge, and Jumped again. If that window hadn't been re-enforced A long time ago to withstand the force his legs gave, It would have broke a long time ago. Werewolves were like Romans. They knew how to build. Other wise they would bring their own houses down. Hurricanes eat your heart out.
Kylar's jump brought him over the wall with a front flip and he landed on the edge of the wall, looking down. It was about a quarter mile up, maybe. Kylar smirked, seeing the guards looking at him with Bored eyes. he smiled, breathing and jumped off.
He shifted his feet, turning them semi into paws and his feet grew the pads and claws of the wolf. He dug them into the smooth surface, slowing his fall and pushed off the wall, heading for the nearest building. It was a small house, about 2 stories high and large. Werewolves needed larger houses. Packs, violence and stuff, unless you were old fashioned and slept in wolf form in a group. He disliked that. His feet returned to normal, catching the roof and he continued running, going faster and faster. Faster then most strength wolves could go. His legs felt on fire as he pushed himself faster.
"Keep, Going!," he thought, Pushing himself faster as he jumped again, Using the air time to catch his breath. He saw the roof her was heading to and landed a leg out, pushing himself forward and onward. He still ran, Imagining that Kai was chasing him. That got another 2 mph out of him. Kylar Saw some black spots appear in his vision, and he pushed farther. He Jumped, and realized he made a mistake.
He saw no houses in front of him, and only the open square. "Son of a ," Kylar said, preparing for the impact. He saw he was heading right for someone, and he spun sideways, Making his degree change so he wouldn't hit her, landing.
His feet were on fire. "Son of a," he muttered, seeing the upturned grass and dirt that he left in a trail in the dirt from his landed. He landed on his feet and skidded about 4 meters, Making such a friction burn. "Ouch," he said, Pulling his feet out of the ground, shaking the dirt off and looked up, seeing south. "Hey, What are you doing out here Jay? It's three in the morning," Kylar asked. He smirked at her, wishing that his landing had been a little more impressive then that. Course, He could just shift and heal, But loosing a pair of his favorite jeans? For that? nope, not doing it. Kylar ignored it, loosing at her. Still a sight, even though he hadn't seen her till after they took the capital back. Still, he was just glad the four of them were finally back in action.
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Post by Jayden Felox on Apr 2, 2012 21:13:19 GMT
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She heard him before she saw him. Kylar, a big, shadowy blob at the corner of her vision, was hurtling at her nearly a thousand miles per hour. As he twisted himself, Jay jumped back nearly ten meteres to avoid a dangerous collision that could end with serious injuries on both parties. Blue turned and followed his masters lead, bounding towards her. Jay wasn't angry; it was just the thing she needed at the moment. The sorrow tha t had enveloped her a few moments before dissolved and was replaced with... joy?
"Jesus, Kylar! You almost killed me!" She was nearly doubling over in laughter, a tear escaping from one eye. She wiped it away and forced herself to straighten when Blue came back and began to circle her. She petted behind his ear and quickly fabricated an excuse for being up so late.
"I could ask you the same question. But I couldn't sleep. Figured I could use some fresh air. Though that didn't really calm me down..." She smiled as Blue ran over to Kylar, drool flying every which way from his mouth as his uneven strides made his body rock. "Hi! Hi hi hi hi hi!" Jay couldn't help but imagine a deep, rolling voice speaking for Blue.
WORD COUNT| I'm too sexy for a word count NOTES| Blue, at least in my head, sounds like Doug from Up. CREDIT | OREOMONSTER of BTN
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Post by Kylar Setos on Apr 5, 2012 18:08:24 GMT
"It is the only time I get to my self these days, with baby sitting Kage with Bella and all," Kylar said, Smiling at that. Kage was recovering Nicely, and it was great and all that he was back, but he wasn't a baby sitter. He never baby sat Kage even before he was kidnapped.
"What has you so antsy? Bed bugs?" he asked, bending his knees so he could give the dog a rub down on his head and neck. He laughed. He had to admit, the dog had personality. Course, He did remember why she would be antsy. She told him before. Her brother. He under stood that. If they has killed Kage...... f*** being a wind, He would kill them all, with or with out support.
Kylar gave blue one more rub on the head, Getting up. He looked across at jay, and then smirked, saying," If you need help calming down, I could give you a massage." Kylar had a History of........ Flirtation, with jay. Kylar let his smirk stay on his face, it's cockyness there. If any one actually sued he wasn't apologizing. The running joke was he was the west party ......... You get the point.
Notes;; sorry it is short, but muse is low right now in my seventh hour
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