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Post by shy on Aug 5, 2008 23:13:45 GMT -5
Conall walked along in the bank of the creek his long pink tongue hanged out of his mouth as his hazel like eyes looked around in the area he was in, his bushy wolf tail hanged lazy not moving, or nothing. His paws gently touching the nice ground soil as the shade kept him cool, as he walked their was a huge flat rock were the cool water rubbed against the edge of it as it was moving down stream. He slowly moved his large body toward it, he walked on top of it, and laid his big figure down he looked around. Just for a moment.
Then he lowered his head down to the water, placing his maw into the coolness of, and started to lap it up it soothed his throat making it nice, and cool. When he finished he lifted his head up using his long tongue he licked his lips getting the water off his lips, he was bored, and wanted a bit of company not a brute, but a femme he did get along well with brutes. It was just him. He lifted his maw in the air, and howled his howl sounded sweet, but loving which usually when it sounded like that it meant he wanted someone to talk to. He then lowered his down placing onto his large paws, and waited, just to see what might happen next.
His mind went empty, as his body went into relax mod, he stood still like he was hunting in the brushes except he wasn't he was just relaxing him self, the pretty hazel eyes watched the direction his head face not moving them or nothing. His handsome mixture colors on his fur coat, shined in the bright sunlight.
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Post by solisticeofwinter on Aug 6, 2008 0:03:19 GMT -5
The Drifter... She had been watching the other dog from the brush. Her pinnas heard the sweet, loving cry that spilled from his maw, echoing a song of loving loneliness. The song reminded the watcher of her own life; so droll and lonesome. Her path was twisted and corrupt now, the stars and sun guiding her no where. It seemed as if her destiny rested here, until the petite dog found what she was looking. She gazed at the male, his lonely posture making a emotion twinge deep in her heart. His features were large, quite larger than her medium-sized self. She sighed quietly, inaudible over the rush of the creek. Her hiding spot was in emerald shrubs and golden lilies, hiding her scent away. She watched this wolf like male stroll in, and request company from the smallest of things.
The spy, was Solstice. Her dappled red coat collected the solar rays of the sun above, warming the delicate pink skin hidden there. The merle flares were dappled along her bodice, smooth and flowing patches of scarlet, smoky grays, and white mixtures. Her body was small, compact. Her body untouched by a single scar, except for the niche in her ear from where Dahlia the SharPei sank her teeth in. Light, barely visible scratches etched her small snout out. Her bright blue eyes blazing in her skull. She watched Conall with interest. She predicted his temper as a kind one. He was of few dogs around here to seek out company. She was a bit hesitant. Males were often aggressive to her, and attacking her. But she felt a resigned sanctuary here by the creek.
Sol shifted. Quietly she stood to her feet, small bodice pushing from the undergrowth. Her eyes were flickering around, and not staring at anything in particular. She glanced swiftly at Conall, before approaching the stream and lowering her head to the stream for a quick brought. Crystalline water poured around her muzzle as she dipped into the stream, small pink tongue curled. She scooped out three drinks before stepping away, licking excess drops from her lips. She looked calmly at Conall, her posture friendly, and neutral. She looked at him with keen interest, before speaking.
Her velveteen lips of reddish-pink moved in a fluid motion, words rolling off sweet as any cherry. Her small, icy azure eyes glinting in the cast of the sun. "Brave one to be calling for company. Not many dogs around here are friendly.Her jaws parted in a friendly grin. |
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Post by shy on Aug 6, 2008 2:39:09 GMT -5
As Conall moved into his mind thinking, of small things he was disturbed by a sweet voice he slowly turned his head with a smile upon his maw, his hazel eyes laid gently on hers. She was very pretty a bit on the small, but had a good height to her, to him size didn't matter in a femme it was their personality, and some looks. It seemed she had both to her. He slowly raised from his feet, and moved toward her with his personality he was a lover not a fighter he only became a fighter for certain reason boredom, protecting, hatred, those kind of things.
When he was a few inches from her a smile still laid on his maw as his eyes still laid on hers, he slowly sat on his haunches "I'm more of a lover the names Conall, may I ask what your pretty name is"he spoke his voice was sweet, and smooth. His large body basked in the small amount of sun that went through the trees it was a bit hot, but he was use to it, traveling for miles was something he did, but of coarse with his heart he wanted to settle down, but first he had to find the perfect femme. "I don't normally see pretty femmes like you around here"he said sweetly with a smile.
His fur looking so clean, and soft. Solstice was very pretty she was at the right height, and seemed to have a really good personality from his point of view, she was very clean, like him self. Conall liked to have him self clean, and smelling good every time he past by a pond or creek he would bath when done fighting he would head to a creek or river to clean up. He was a very healthy, and clean brute. Lots of femmes adore a clean brute which he was that kind of brute.
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Post by solisticeofwinter on Aug 6, 2008 3:02:03 GMT -5
The Drifter... Sapphire hues tranced deep within the hazel pools, Solstice was charmed by Conall. Her skin beneath her pelt grew hot with embarrassment and flattery. His sweet words were a soothing honey, milky and soft. She eyes glittered in an affectionate way and listened to the sound of his name as it rolled off his tongue in a silken flow, making her quiver a tad bit. The femme had never before been treated kindly by a male, and one so sweet and charming as Conall. Most were aggressively seeking one thing, and were bent on taking it by force. Sol had managed to avoid such brutes, but often heard of horrible stories. The words that spilled from her maw were laden with soft tinges, not her usual tart ones. "What a fine name, Conall. My name is Solstice, or Sol as some prefer...." She was puzzled some how, she never was one to seek out an affectionate relationship, prefering to let her paws tread the path her destiny had carved. Maybe he was part of the path as well? A part of her destiny. She didn't know, nor did she dwell on it too long, before she was growing hot under her pelt again, with flattering words from Conall. She smiled and wagged her tail slightly, swishing it across the emerald roots of the grass.
"Nor have I met such handsome brutes as nice as you. Most are...well they are pushy so to speak" Her dappled pelt was frosted by the light they brimmed from the leaves of the elms, oaks, and birches over head. The soft whisper of the creek over the bed of stones was a smooth poem running deep into the woodlands. Solstice was staring into his hazel depths; they had not left her azure hues, nor did her hues leave his depths. Somehow, Solstice felt drawn to him, and seemingly like him. She felt a leaping warmth inside her somewhere. Was this how her mother felt for her father? Solstice didn't know. All she knew was Conall was what she never saw before; strikingly like a wolf, charming, polite, and well kept. Most brutes were scraggly and scarred, but he was crisp and glossy.
Her own coat was a satin robe of dappled reds, all primmed to a gloss. Her scent was of golden lily, as she had been sleeping in them before Conall came to the creek. Her nose twitched as his scent, strong smells of water and pine seeped from his pelt, a clone of a sweet scents to the nose of Sol. She smiled again, softly. [/size][/color][/center] |
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Post by shy on Aug 6, 2008 3:28:24 GMT -5
Conall listened to her kind, and sweet words he loved hearing her words they were so peaceful, and calm to, he had never met a femme like her with such grace, and beauty in words. "Thats a very pretty Solstice"he spoke sweetly to her Solstice sounded so lovely, and graceful. As listened to her his ears were open, and remembering all words, brutes were pushy thats why he was over protective of femmes every time brute come by he would snap warning them.
Conall had no fear on killing a brute who would hurt a femme or pup "true lots now a days think about them self...but I dont....Im very protective over femmes and pups if I ever heard a pup or Fae was hurt by a brute I would track them down and kill them"he said to her. It was true he would travel miles to kill a brute thats how much he hated them " I am a patient brute I respect faes.....if a brute tries to hurt you or do anything let me know ill take care of them"he said sweetly with a smile.
He slowly reached over, and gave her a soft lick on the face his heart raced when he did, his tail wagged back, and forth at a good pace "Most femmes hate when I be protective like that i guess it explains why I'm not taken"he spoke.
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Post by solisticeofwinter on Aug 6, 2008 18:50:49 GMT -5
The Drifter... Solstice savored the silken touch of his tongue as it rasped over the ivorn and scarlet tinged patch on her cheek, her mind soaking up the memory of it all. He stood a head or so higher, making her feeling so vulnerable and small. But she loved the feeling as though it were a place of ecstasy. She delved her stare deeper into his own. The strong words of his faith bubbled in her ears and she listened to his every word; seemingly every voice and sound mute but Conall's. She loved it and savored it strongly. Her pelt bristled with controlled excitement, her tongue now lolling gently in pleasure of his presence.
Her reply was soothing, understanding and relation filled the words and they were a silken flow woven into his ears. "I'm sure a big softy like yourself would never hurt a fae." Playful teasing tinging the notes that passed from her lips. A flirtatious head toss and piercing blue eyes growing playful. Solstice had never felt so uncontained and uncaring about her serious mission in life. This male brought her an eerie island of exotic and ecstasy feelings that brimmed deep within her. Hormonal emotions so long dormant, were now awakened by her liking of this wolfish male. "I've only known one male as kind as you; Talking Drum. He is a wise friend and oh, so polite. But he never had the charm you did. I have only been threatened by a male once, and was almost killed by his companion for it.... [/color] The eerie repressed memory of the slavering fangs of Dahlia and the teasingly dead eyes of Junius she shuddered.... [/size][/color][/center] |
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Post by shy on Aug 6, 2008 23:34:46 GMT -5
Conall listened to her sweet voice how it made him feel at peace with her.For some reason. He started to have feelings for her it was like love created a path for them to meet, he made a smile as she spoke teasing him playfully about him being a softy. He sat on his haunches with hazel eyes bright as his smile was sweet, and cute "I might be a softy but I can turn into a bad boy"he said to her with a huge big smile on his maw his voice was playful, but also flirt like to. True he can be a bad boy, but a playful way which all femmes loved in brutes, but his was a bit better.
As he listened to her more he still had that flirt like smile on his face " Don't worry, now that I'm here Ill make sure things like that wont happen to you when ever you need me you just bark for me, and ill come"he said sweetly to her. He got up from his spot, and laid next to Sol side hoping she would lay down with him so they were both comfortable his mixture clean coated touch her soft body gently. He looked up at her with a cute look on his face the sun was starting to go down, as the heat also went down maybe later he would ask her to stay the night with him just so they could know each other a bit more.
If she didn't want to he would understand he wasn't a pushy brute he was patient, and calm with femmes his mother raised him to be a good brute not bad. He was happy that he had good parents he sometimes wondered where they were he new they were alive, except they were a bit old they were a bit young when they were together. He soon shook of the bits of memory, and went back to Sol as his eyes laid back on her, he loved her eyes maybe it was because not once he met eyes like them Fae's he ran into only had dark brown eyes "I was wondering if you would like to stay with me for the night if you dont want to its okay"he said sweetly to her it just came out of his mouth just out of now were normally he would wait, but he really liked Sol he wanted to know more about her.
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Post by solisticeofwinter on Aug 6, 2008 23:45:12 GMT -5
The Drifter... Solstice felt the warmth of her emotions peeling inside her, the feline like purr of appreciation welled up inside her as she gazed at him, her azure gaze flirty and inviting. She looked at him, a wickedly teasing appeal in her soft facial features."Can you now?" She pressed her muzzle against his and gave a playful nip of affection. Never before had a male opened her up so fast. She normally hid feelings, but she felt the ease and comfort of a love that flowed from Conall. She had never been the first pick; many males wanted a female as dainty and helpless as they come, a fae to take advantage of. She was opinionated and hard to get along with. But this brute had made her feel as an equal, maybe even more than that.
She watched him lay down, the inviting swish of his plume tail was enough for Solstice. She smiled warmly, a soft gaze tinged her eyes and she replied softly."Why not? I'm here, your here. I have no where else I'd rather be... The tones of her honey voice were dangerously seductive, but playful and full of life. She laid down next to him, pressing her back into his softer side, so that he curled around her in a C shape. She pushed her head up against his chin, nuzzling him with caressing warmth. A glazing glitter seemed to feel her eyes. She shuddered with appreciation as she felt him against her.
She never felt like this before...
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Post by shy on Aug 7, 2008 0:12:54 GMT -5
His tail thumped lightly against the ground as she spoke he reached over to her ear giving her a soft lick"When I'm a bad boy I make it a lot of fun"he said to her in a whisper as his lips were still a bit close the way he said it would make a femme breathless, and out of control. He reached over to her muzzle, and licked it softly "What do want to do tomorrow"he said sweetly with a smile his heart warm, and filled with love he was happy that he met Sol.
His eyes watching hers, as his body touched hers gently it was a perfect day for him, and her it seemed like love was in the air, but the thing is Conall wanted a few more days with her to see if she was the perfect match. His heart told him yes, if the connection stayed good like it was now, he was planning on asking her to be his mate for life. He was a guy who wasn't going to rush into things, he wanted to go step by step. He turned his head over to the sun it had pretty colors to it which made the day wonderful, Conall felt like telling her how he felt about this day speaking it into a poem of some sort he was the type of brute who cared about love, and would express himself on how he felt about that special femme brutes probably would think he was gay, but he wasnt. You can talk to all the femmes that met him in the forest mainly wolf hybrids, new about him, they would tell you that he is not gay. Femmes loved a brute that was a lover, and thats what he is.He is. A lover not a fighter.
(its okay mine sucks badly)
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Post by solisticeofwinter on Aug 7, 2008 21:03:03 GMT -5
The Drifter... Solstice smiled sweetly as he spoke, the soft thrum of cricket song filled the empty air as fireflies began to dot the woodlands. The sunset was marvelous; pink, magenta, scarlet, opal, azure.... A messy painting roughed and smoothed with an artist's brush's stroke. Magenta tinged clouds glowed faintly in the twilight hour, stars began speckling the sky.
Solstice was attuned to all the things around her: from the smallest cricket to the largest deer that gazed from deep within the woods around the creek. She looked at Conall with a loving expression. But apprehension beat rhythmically in her mind. Would he be with her forever? Or would he be like her father; leaving his mate and pups alone to fend for themselves while he had flings with random females? Would the love end quickly, or will he be eternal? Solstice didn't know, and she dwelled no further.. If this is what her destiny wanted, then so be it. She would walk the path laid out for her, whether Hell, Heartbreak, or Harmony.
She thought about the question he had asked her. Potentially, she didn't want to go anywhere without him. She felt things for him that were deeply twined deep inside her. "I do not care where we go, as long as we are together...But then again, I here the Waste Center as some good pickings..." Her eyes twinkled with humor as she laughed in the way dogs did, her eyes embedded into Conall's hazel depths. |
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Post by shy on Aug 8, 2008 18:42:35 GMT -5
Conall smiled as he listened to her voice, his ears took in the words that she spoke "An maybe a nice midnight swim together when the fireflys are out to make the day even more better and beautiful"he spoke sweetly to her. He reached over to her, and began to lick her face gently his big bushy tail wagged back and forth.
(sorry about it being short)
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Post by solisticeofwinter on Aug 11, 2008 19:49:59 GMT -5
The Drifter... Sol sighed with delight at Conall's suggestion. The water was probably a mirage of cold and warm waters, all swirling in complete harmony. Shimmering azure orbs twinkled with a playfulness that no other dog had ever seen before from this drifting fae. She felt her heart being tugged deeply, entwining into this male she had only just met. Maybe true love was for fools, in which Solstice was a major one. She felt the toil and rumble of emotions in her mind, leaping like butterflies in her chest.
Smiling with a loving expression, she got to her paws, her eyes twinkling in the twilight hours. "To you, I offer this dance." A playful smile erupted across her maw, and she soothed her long tail under his chin in invitation. She sprinted in a loftily manner and splashed into the running creek, the soft music numbing and beautiful. She looked back at Conall, waiting for him to join her.
[[Muse is fading. Will be better tomorrow.]] |
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Post by shy on Aug 14, 2008 19:02:27 GMT -5
Conall made a sweet smile on his face as her tail swept across his chin, when she spoke his heart melted in love as she took off splashing into the water he hurried, and got up, and ran to the water. The water splashed against his mixtures like fur as his hazel eyes sparked with love, and sweetness he moved around the water with a cute smile his eyes stared deeply into hers.
He moved around Sol gracefully, as his eyes showed passion love as he circled her he slowly moved his body against hers when he got in front of her his lips touched her gently. Slowly his pink tongue licked her lips as a big smile ran across all sweet, and smooth . His large bushy tail wagged back, and forth the fireflies sparkled the night as if to make the day even more romantic the sound of the water, and music like winds made his heart race. With a wild Rhythm eyes proved his love for her.
(sorry it took forever sister been a computer hog)
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Post by solisticeofwinter on Aug 14, 2008 19:36:20 GMT -5
The Drifter... Solstice felt the adrenaline of enthrallment as Conall weaved his way around her body, the deep scents of his glossy pelt striking deep within her nose. The narcotic feelings swept her away into a deep bliss of ecstasy and fantasy; all rolled into one dangerous, but exciting, concoction. She let a soft growl of pleasure ripple across her lips as his touched her own, a contact that she wished would last forever. Her icy blue eyes onced frozen over with hard ambition were now glazed with a warm tinge, blindly glinting in the fading night sky. The firebugs flashed their lights as in approval of their meeting, the soft sigh of the wind hugging both their bodies as they swept around the pool of water.
His breath near her made the jackhammer rhythm of heart thrum loudly, the pulsing of desire and love passed a look of playful love, her features soft and inviting. She rubbed her cheek across his own; the satin contact a silken flow as she rippled her way down to his thigh. She stopped and kicked a little water up and splashed his flank, the flirtatious glow sparking back into her pools.
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Post by shy on Aug 16, 2008 3:10:36 GMT -5
Feeling her face moving slowly across his felt so soft her scent so sweet, he felt the passion between them as she splashed the water onto him he gave a smile shaking his face a bit.His body slowly circled her again as his body slowly brushed gently against her, he moved his maw up an down her side as he turned to the other side his muzzle moved toward her rump rubbing it slowly almost like he was pleasuring her, but he slowly went to her side again.
When reached the front he pressed his muzzle against her chest licking it every now, and then he would give her playful nips, but it didn't hurt they were playful nips. His hazel eyes sparked with passion he soon lifted his head with a loving smile "The more I be around you the more I fall madly in love with you with out you I would go crazy I want this relationship to last forever my heart belongs to you Sol and it always will.....I love you"he spoke in a romantic tone a sweet smile laid on his maw as his eyes contacted hers with love.
He slowly walked to her other side, but this time he went into the water he was right behind her his rear up as front was down in a playful way. He used his maw, and gently flicked water onto her his tail wagged back and forth.
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