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Post by shy on Jun 28, 2008 1:19:34 GMT -5
Shela walked along the muddy edge of the swirling lake it was dangerous if you swam out to close to the swirl hole, you would die if you were weak to swim.
Shela was strong....But wise on her moves.She walked swiftly along the edge were the water came in, and out among the bank as the water touched her paws her head was high, as her tail wash swishing side to side.
She came to a stop bending her neck down to gulp up the water her coat shined so beautifully with its mixture of all kinds of colors her colors weren't ugly not one bit.The had the perfect mixture to it.
She seemed more wolf like than husky the only way you would tell if she was part husky was by her eyes her eyes were a crystal blue like the water, but clear.
When she finished drinking she trotted in the water,and got her self wet she soon laid in the water for a while, cause the heat just made her hot.What was sad was her fur was thick which caused her to over heat a lot. So every now, and then she would lay in the lake to cool down.
Which this was the day. Shela laid relaxed, and cool by the water.
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Post by koraun on Jun 28, 2008 1:30:22 GMT -5
It's Kizaou.
The large Malamute padded ever so softly toward the siwrling lake, his head bobbing with the motion of his thick legs. You could probably say that he was off in his own little world, but he wasn't. Well he was, but..oh never mind. Actually, Kizaou was thinking of his past. he missed Chris, but there was nothing he could do. With a sigh, Kizaou shook the thought away and opened his mind to his surroundings. Her scent of a femme drowned all others, and sure enough, practically right in front of him, stood a gorgeous Husky. She was a mix, you could tell. but her eyes played it safe, the way a sled dogs would. Kizoau was part husky himself, which he took pride in. His coat held the patterns, his heart held that of a Malamute. The dark stray nodded to the Husky briskly, dipping his head to the cool water and drinking his fill. Lifting his head, his muzzle was now dripping with clear droplets. Hello, stray lady. His voice was low and calm as he spoke, sitting back on his gray haunches. |
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Post by shy on Jun 28, 2008 1:39:29 GMT -5
Shela ears twitched hearing a brute come she looked over, and it was a handsome Malamute she smiled at with a nod "Hello handsome care to join me its a bit hot out today for me I only like the winter as you can see the name is Shela whats yours"she spoke kindly.
As her gentle blue eyes laid on his he was strong looking, and handsome its been forever sense she scene a strong brute like this one besides Darythn she had a crush on him but he probably didn't like her.Oh well. Shela new that this was a enjoying day she meet someone handsome, and was kind mannered.
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Post by koraun on Jun 28, 2008 14:02:49 GMT -5
It's Kizaou.
Kizaou gingerly nodded his black head, his paws absently leading him in the direction of the femme. The water lapped at his paws, chilling his bones slightly as he waded in, the cool water swirling around his sides. Kizaou listened as the Husky spoke her words, her smooth voice soothing his headache from the night before. Evenin' Shela, the name is Kizaou. His voice cracked slightly as he said his name for who knows why. Another painful memory shot through him, but he shivered it off his back, focusing on coming toward the femme. Kizaou was being fairly nice, as he just met this one, and could use a potential ally for later. Do you walk under Darhtyn? The question slid out of his mouth with ease, bringing up the stray leader's name. He had yet to meet the mutt. Kizaou was not part of the pack, but a simple wanderer. |
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Post by shy on Jun 28, 2008 14:32:59 GMT -5
Shela listened to him calmly the day was young as her voice, and mood was kind the day was great why ruin it with such over wise behavior of a mature,but young fae.
"Nice name Kizaou its very interesting my name is much interesting its a bit plain she spoke softly.When he spoke about Darthyn she looked at him for a moment"Yes I am in his pack....but I usually am out an about here an there unless of coarse if its hot out like today I stay in one place, and rest my self the heat is to much for me the winter is much better, and out going for me" she said with a kind tone.
True on all words which she never spoke a lie"Im guessing your a loner right" she spoke
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Post by koraun on Jun 28, 2008 20:45:41 GMT -5
It's Kizaou. Thank you for the compliment, the Malamute said calmly as she said it was an interesting name. Shela is a pretty name for a pretty Husky, such as yourself. Kizaou stared solemnly into her pretty blue eyes for a moment. It was true, Shela was very pretty. To Kizaou, though, she was just another face. He listened distantly as she answered his question with what he already knew. Then, she asked if he was a loner. Ears flicking, he let an awkward pause stretch out between them. Guilty. Yup, Kizaou was a loner. Wasn't looking for a pack any time soon. He just wanted his Chris back. For now however, he'll have to do whatever he needs to get by. I would like to meet this Darhtyn sometime. [/size] |
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Post by shy on Jun 29, 2008 17:04:41 GMT -5
She listened to him kindly, and friendly like always to other brutes.She smiled at his nice complement he was very sweet then he spoke guilty she giggled a bit. "Will its okay being loner but being in a pack feels also like a loner to"she spoke kindly.Then he spoke about Darthyn she had no comment, only cause she barely new him he was strong,kind,a bit mean,wise at times.
Thats all she could think so far"you must be single....cause normally guys like you have a mate with them every were they go...thats okay I'm single"she said sweetly but flirt at the same time.
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Post by koraun on Jun 30, 2008 14:30:14 GMT -5
Kizaou.
Chasing a world not worth living I have been on the streets for quite some time. It really seems longer than seven--er.. Kizaou flicked his words off. He was not going to open up to a female he had just met. Maybe in time, but yeah, probably not. Kizaou didn't open up to anyone. She was lucky he was taking the time to talk to her. The malamute breathed heavily on the water, watching it fan out in circles around his body. Well, yeah. I never really had the time for a mate. Probably sounded vain, but oh well. It was true. He had spent all of his time worrying about Chris, that he hadn't really paid any attention to that point of his life at all.[/center] |
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Post by shy on Jun 30, 2008 14:36:24 GMT -5
Shela nodded to his words she understood how he never had time. Now a days no one did it was all about survival she had time only cause she was laid back, and just walked around doing nothing saying hi, and bye for short.
This was her first to talk this long"I always have time I'm always laid back walking around taking my time I never really get into fights only cause I never get mad I laugh at the ones that turn hot heads, cause their is never a reason to be mad"she said kindly to him.
"I guess thats me...Im young, and have lots of time to do things, I always walked around, and just figure out what to do I get bored easily sometimes......I would do anything to keep my self busy from being bored"she spoke.
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Post by koraun on Jun 30, 2008 14:54:20 GMT -5
Kizaou. Sit back, and enjoy the show.
"I'm not one that can be called laid back, I suppose." Kizaou had gotten in several fights for being on the streets of Harlow only several months. He had received a long gash on his shoulder that had turned into a nasty, jagged scar. Couldn't remember what the fight had been over. Probably something ridiculous. Kizaou felt odd, talking to this female. She was describing his ways. He was known as a huge hot-head, he was known for picking fights. He got angered, enraged even, very easily these days. Still, he decided not to tell her that part of Kizaou. "Harlow isn't a particularly boring place, if you know the right places to look at the right times." Maybe he'd share a secret or two with her, but maybe not. Shaking his head, Kizaou sauntered off out of the swirling water and shook his pelt, flinging clear drops everywhere. Then he sat back on his haunches for a moment before sliding down to lay on his fluffy underside. All the time, he kept his gaze on the husky, watching and listening. |
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Post by shy on Jun 30, 2008 15:05:57 GMT -5
She listened he was very interesting to talk to some brutes were low, and anti-social with others. Oh well. That was behind her. She then spoke once he finished "I like bad boys, good boys make it boring, I ain't all good I can be a bit trouble at times.....I like to challenge myself sometimes its fun thats how I keep my self busy half the time"she spoke kindly.
She loved bad boys it kept her energy up, and gave her the excitement of joy, and rush for some reason.
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Post by koraun on Jun 30, 2008 15:19:30 GMT -5
Kizaou.
After me, there shall be no more.
"Yes, however, sometimes a nice female such as yourself doesn't deserve everything a bad boy, as you call them, brings. Half the time you won't know what you are getting into, and then, boom, you're left in the dust with nothing but a painful memory." Kizaou watched her eyes, trying to detect anything, a hint, something. For what? Hmm...Who knows. Emphasis on the boom. He chuckled slightly. He didn't want to scare her, just lay it out straight. So, she likes to challenge herself, eh? Definitely Kizaou's type. His eyes sparkled somewhat at her comment. Yes, well, just don't push yourself too hard. You'll regret it sooner or later. |
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Post by shy on Jun 30, 2008 15:25:11 GMT -5
Shela listened to him with a warm smile as he spoke she notice a bit that he was kind of on the bad boy, but the slight on the good she liked that."Yea....Well it depends on the kind of bad boy their are a few their are ones were their cold hearted...but have room for a love....theirs one were they force breed which I don't like at all.....then theirs the kind were their hard to show their emotions, and like to test the Fae to see if their the right one for them to unlock their emotions....I like all except for the force"she spoke kindly.
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Post by koraun on Jun 30, 2008 15:32:34 GMT -5
Kizaou.
With every kiss, and every hug, you make me, fall in love.
Agreed, Shela. He smiled slightly. He liked her, well, not liked liked. Ahh, you know what I mean. Kizaou had never really made friends, so he was surprised to find her growing on him, even if it was just a tiny bit. It doesn't matter if they're good or bad, just figure out whats deep down and you might actually get somewhere. Kizaou surprised himself this time. He was telling her to look inside. What if she did it to him, and he told her everything? Kizaou growled at himself softly. To every hard head, there is a sob story that made them that way. Take it from someone who knows first-hand. In the warm sun, his pelt was growing dry rapidly. Standing, he stretched out like a cat, then trotted over to one of the many trees of the forest to lay down in the shade. |
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Post by shy on Jun 30, 2008 15:49:01 GMT -5
As she laid in the cool water she continued to listen to his kind words.He was very nice, and sweet to he was first brute that didn't speak really rude on what she spoke it reminded her a few brutes that she met before.
As he continued to talk she listened, but when he got out she got up as well she shook off all the water on her body then followed him from behind.She went next to him, and laid under the shade "Your a very kind brute, and sweet now a days its hard to meet guys like you that would listen, and enjoy talking to a fae.....some would just be so rude, and be a big smart mouth, I'm glad I met you here it makes me feel happy inside seeing that their is a good guys out their.....I just hope their is a guy for me"she spoke kindly.
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