Drawing to a Close //.open

[Noodle!]

Darius giggled lightly, as another female jumped atop him. She threw pretty nasty words, yes, but they tickled him pink. He rolled out of her reach, for a moment forgetting the little prize he’d been after before, and slunk back into the shadows of the gorge they were in. Beaucerons were not terribly frightening in appearance, nor were they terribly great in battle. It was neither aspect that was frightening about this Darius character. The thing to fear was that at this moment he was insane, he held no thresholds, and he respected no rationality. This state of mind he found himself in here with the two females was one that was sadistic but not murderous, it was involuntary, and it made him, in a strange way, more formidable. He was as silent as an assassin, invisible to their mismatched eyes as he became one with the shadows. He could not help but laugh lightly, the sound unfittingly high pitched but not giving his position away due to the echo. It seemed this personality of Darius enjoyed playing games with his mind rather than brute force, and in this way and only this way should he be feared; unpredictable.



Hello, my love. A whisper hissed from behind the new herding dog’s ear, specifically directed at no one as the sound of fur rustling signaled he’d changed positions yet again. It was terribly quiet again and the beast was on the prowl again, speaking strange phrases as he stopped in intervals, Oh, how I love to see you cry. From their left, I’m your nightmare in shining armor. From their right, Bringing horror.



It was then that he appeared all too close to the hidden Camsey, smelling her but not seeing her presence. His eyes now focused on Aphrodite, a glimmer of the hope of the old Darius shining behind the dull glamour of this beast. You’ve suffered then, now suffer into me… The only thing I really loved, was hurting you. He laughed again, saliva continuing to drip from his muzzle, his nose twitched as he took in the scents of both females, and his head shook briefly in a spasmodic motion as he fought for inner control over his mindset. He stopped, riddling words ending as he seemed confused where he stood. He looked around, observing the gorge as if for the first time.

[x.Torment.x]

Laughter, she could hear its sadistic noise flowe through her ears as the beast flowed on past her head butt in a liquid-like manner. IT’s noise sent a shiver dancing down her spin, but not one of fear. No, it wasn’t onf of fear but one of excitement. She’d heard laughter, like that moments before a brawl broke out, and remembered the sights of furs flashing about, could almost feel the brushing of pelts as the memories flew back at full blast. Much like a human, mosh pit, but a savage and more exhilarating dance between canines. She knew this was going to be fun.

As she landed upon her paws, talons tearing the ground as she slid to a stop, she looked about only to see shadows. The brute had disappeared into them, which was expected. Thing is Aphrodite was used to dealing with creatures that danced within shadows, being a shadow dancer herself at times, and found the move a bit cliché. She knew it was only a matter of time before he came trailing out of those shadows to attack or taunt her, and stayed where she was.

‘Hello my love’

The voice sounded within her ear, from behind, causing it to twitch. Grin traced her maw as she swiftly turned her head only to grace her sabers against the maw of the devil before he disappeared; it was but a taste, she’d save the rest for later. Again with the silence, but it didn’t last long because his words echoed from her left then to her right. He was taunting and playing with her now. She couldn’t help but chuckle at the words he used, though. He spoke of being her nightmare in shining armor and of hearing her cry, the very mention of such things causing her spine to writhe as adrenaline began its course through her veins.

”Then stop your hiding and dance with me, my love. We’ll see who makes who cry out in the night.” spoke the lovely aussie with a challenging and sassy swing of her plush banner. Splatter of saliva soon took to her ears and she spun back to face its origin. She could see him now as he gave a shake of his head and looked about. Something was different about him, but was it a feign or was it real? Either way she wouldn’t trust it, and charged forth to him in a prismatic flash.

Before he could really do much, her silken pelt brushed against his own and he found that the aussie had positioned herself beneath his frame, her body crouched uner his. She’d seen American Bulldogs use such a position in Bull Bating and was about to do the same. Her tail swayed beneath his form, malevolent grin upon her maw as she looked up at him. ”Hope you like doing the triple step” soothed her sadistic words as the nymph quickly ducked her head back beneath his chest before striking. Her sabers shot for the back of his right front paw with the speed of a striking cobra. Achilles tendon was her aim and if he didn’t position out of place or figure out how to stop her, having been in such an odd position, he’d find himself limping about on three legs because she’d have disabled use of his right front leg.

She wondered to herself for a moment as she eyed her target, head still moving, she wondered if the other female was choosing to use this chance to get away or whether she was going to be stupid enough to try and help her. Aphrodite wouldn’t have jumped into this if she hadn’t have known how to deal with the situation, and she hoped that the other vixen had chosen to get away. She could care less how many attacks this brute landed on her, for she’d been through what seemed to be canine hell and back. When it came to fighting she knew how to take care of herself.

If you’re to be my nightmare in shining armor, then I’ll be your damsel from hell..

[Noodle!]

Who are you? The words spiraled from the dog’s mouth, almost shrill as if he were frightened. His ears lay back, tail making a straight line with his spine, head held in the middle of his shoulders. The eyes were wide, whites showing around the cherry-colored irises as his lips gently curled back in a snarl. Even the voice of the dog had changed, it was now not as brash or grating, but smooth and seductive. It was then that a spasm shook him again, body collapsing just as the female lunged at his leg. Everything else she’d done or said in those few moments were null and void, for he’d not taken notice. Her teeth sank into his leg, although they did not hinder him as she would have wished; his seizure could be felt by her, as he shook violently even as she had a hold of him.

Exhale. The sound was sharp and deep, as if the last the dog would ever exhert, but instead laugher erupted again and he tore away from the female before she could release him. Bits of skin and meat would hang from her mouth, as it was no longer covering the muscle of his leg. The click of claws disappeared as he once more blended into the shadows, oh the joys of being a black-coated dog. His feet made light padding noises this time, leaving his position completely open, though those reddish eyes kept an eye out for Camsey, and one on the advancements of Aphrodite.

Here you are, dancing with the devil. Don't you dare look him in the eye. He growled, voice trailing off into a hiss. Darius was not in the mindset to think rationally. He was not able to acknowledge the female's request at her 'dance', he only responded with riddles and strange terms. Somewhat like an intoxicated human living in their own demented world. This female perhaps did not quite understand this yet, for originally she leapt to the rescue of Camsey... And now thought she was going to play games with a naturally malicious male. But Darius was not that.

He laughed again, leaping into the light where Aphrodite and turned into the shadows. Eyes were wide as he got face to face with the female, Oh, my! Where is she? Wherever could she be?! He giggled again before spinning, looking for Camsey, nose working as he took in her scent. Hey, little sister. I adore the despair in your eyes. I love how you're running out of life. His words melted into a howl as he backed himself slowly into a dark corner, watching Aphrodite carefully as he looked around for Camsey. Okay, Okay, I'll count! He cried, lying down to cover his eyes with his paws. One...Two...

After each number: laughter, and his teeth flickered as they glimmered with slick saliva. Both females would be hidden, he thought to himself, oh what fun!

((Nah, its cool, Torment. He's a Beauceron, superior to dobies, imo.))

[» cyanide]

ooc;;
Sorry it's so sucky. =/

bic;;

Bright eyes narrowed, closing slightly to avoid any unwanted shining her eyes could let off with the soft light. The tiny aussie wanted nothing more to turn around and head for the hills as the two raged on with their vicious battle of sadistic words; snarling jaws; and sharp fangs. Clenching her eyes shut the tri-colored femme pushed her body farther into the wall, and the floor; specifically where the two combined. Scared beyond belief her shaking legs moved out from under her, if spotted she’d be in a death grip before she could scuffle to her tiny paws, turn, and bolt.

Despite the taunting and the close steps of her tormentor she resisted the thick urge to lay a high-pitched whine out onto this unfolding scene and be murdered right there; just because she was a coward who couldn’t do anything but whine for mercy when threatened.

From her position the beautiful eyes she held caught everything. A thick shadow slung around blocking her view of the Aussie; soon enough that shadow snickered its verbal teasing into her ear, then slunk around in the thick shadows, even behind Camsey he prowled. The demon dog reminded her of none other than a tiger, stalking and circling its pray. Ready to leap from the black abyss and seize it’s victim directly in its jugular, snapping the neck with a shake of his head and letting the sliced jugulars passengers dribble down it’s filthy jaws; over that black pelt. Staining his morals, his soul, and his body.

Thinking so deeply about things so sadistic was making Camsey let a low whimper fall from her trembling jaws. Snapping the deceitful hinges shut her eyes flitted over the two shadow beings in the crevice with her. Soon enough the massive beast she once found shelter in was near her, smelling around and trying to track her. She was the convict; he was the bloodhound.

Finally the other bitch spoke out, for some really very odd reason she almost felt jealous. Why couldn’t she have endless spouts of bravery? A heart of gold was nothing when you were a coward. Though suddenly she remembered she was tainted. The virtue of chasity was no more. Thanks to Darius and Resputin. As she thought his name her heart sank, and the butterflies danced with the dropping heart. She hadn’t seen him in so long. Which was another reason she’d came running to Darius. Her only other supposed friend.

Shaking like a stop sign in a hurricane she pressed harder against the wall, feeling the frothy liquid land on her snout with a disgusting squish as he shook his head like he was possessed by the devil himself. She’d believe it.

Silk matched with leather and the female wagged her nub beneath him; her lip rose she’d kill that femme if she got him as a mate. The sudden thought caught her off guard and she lifted her head and sat back into a sitting position. Tilting her head she waited until a familiar tone caught her attention. ‘Who are you?’ rang through her ears.

”DARIUS!” chirped the femme only to hear that seducing noise. Standing her tail flicked high in the air, and she growled lowly at the other bitch. Darius was hers. Stammering up she saw the other female lunge for his leg, how dare she. Now very confused she jumped back against the wall, hitting her back against the rock and stumbling forward in surprise.

As if the night wasn’t weird enough he had numerous spasms and she watched with a quirked brow as he turned into that demon once more. Why did she have to be so stupid? Honestly? It was pathetic. Her bumbling mind was knocked out of whack as the male swirled around and began looking for her; Camsey’s head went low and she backed into the shadows. Turning and running for the other exit; only to find a wall of loose rocks. Growling her nails tore at the boulders. She’d given away her hiding spot and from this part of the deep crevice light flooded it all.

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[x.Torment.x]

Aphrodite glanced up as the brute tore from her grasp, sinews of his muscle now dangling between her sabers ony to stain her maw from the act of malice. She chuckled lightly as she allowed the strip to slick into her mouth like a piece of spaghetti. An older wolf dog had once told her that the warriors from his village sometimes devoured parts of their enemies to gain courage and strength in battle. She didn't need either, but it was a thought that entered her mind when she felt the meat enter her mouth, its warm blood filling her mouth with a bitter and sweet taste. Heh, I wonder if it's true.. she thought as she watched Darius sink back into shadow.

Babbling, mutterings, synister and rather insane laughter. They were all things she could hear as the brute slunk about the place from within the shadows.. She wasn't paying attetion to that, though. She'd heard something in the background as the brute sat giggling like a giddy fool to himself. She'd heard the sharp voice of the other female of whom had called his name. A sidelong glance to teh other aussie revealed that Camsey had, indeed, not taken the chance to get away, but rather to sit and stare while Aphie did her best to distract the brute from her. " God damn it, you stupid fool, don't you know what a diversion looks like?! You were supposed to RUN while I had him distracted." Aphie thought as she stared at the female for a moment before looking back to Darius of whom was now down in a laying position with his paws over his eyes counting.

She used this time to then dash over to Camsey as the femme made a bit of racket. Nudging the femme's shoulder, Aphrodite glanced to her before moving behind her to herd her to her left, causing her to turn towards a slope that aimed back up to an exit. "Since you obviously don't know a diversion when you see it, I'll show you how to get out." she said in a hiss-like whisper.

Annoyed. Aphrodite was highly annoyed about now. The female was probably one of the slowest femmes Aphrodite had ever come across when it came to picking up on things. And the stupid laughter that brute kept cackling out was annoying her too. Woud he ever shut up? Aphrodite wasn't one for love, not one for brutes, not one for any type of romance, so when the female looked at her like that she grew disgusted plus annoyed. She knew that look, it was a look of jealousy. "Oh, and by the way. You can have the idiot for a mate." she told her as she now traveled alongside Camsey, glancing over to the brute of whom still hadn't gotten up from his game of hide and go seek.

[Noodle!]

<sub>It was dark underneath those mahogany paws of his, and he could feel the heat of his own breath causing his pads to sweat. He giggled again, snuffling in his own little world as he continued to count. Ten! He cried, leaping up onto sprawled legs. Claws clicked against the floor as he slid into the shadows, he left a thin trail of saliva behind him, somewhat like a large, carnivorous snail. He could smell the two shepherds, and ahead he thought he saw their merle coats. He blinked vision getting slowly blurrier and he cried out, Damn you demons, why must you steal my sight?! He laughed, this time almost as if scared and he leapt directly into the air.

Falling, the beauceron clashed with the ground on his back and writhed as if he had been attacked. He thrashed, growling and snarling like a beast in a battle, and then he was up again. Coat covered in dust, veins began appearing in his eyes as they were irritated by the granules of dust that flew into their sticky surface. He blinked them and the darkness away, trying to see the females ahead. Nose worked overtime, trying to keep him in touch with those he hunted. Slinking like some tiger, he fell into a dark area, coming close behind the bitches but not seeing them just yet.

Oh where, oh where has my little dog gone… Oh where, oh where can she be? He whispered, the words low and grating as he muttered them under his breath. Darius was teetering on that bridge between himself and this creature he now was. His sight was pulsing from clear, crisp vision to that original, somewhat dully colored vision of a canine. He became irritable, snarling to himself as he snapped at the air. His mouth began to water once again, imagining the combined tastes of the female, the thoughts aroused him, made him shiver in delight so much that he had to pause on his pursuit and allow the feeling to course through his system. He giggled again, darting forward in a large spurt of motion, circling in front of the two as he stopped their movements, and disappeared again into the shadows near the wall. There is someone... Walking behind you... Turn around... Look at me.. He hissed the words in intervals... moving in and out of visibility.

Soon, the light would betray him, and for those few moments before nightfall he would be exposed.</sub>

[» cyanide]

Upon hearing the cry of ten, she felt a firm nudge from the other Aussie. Her split eyes whirled around the glare at her when she’d noticed the female had pointed her body towards an exit. Her maw split into a thankful grin and she turned her maw over to the other femme. “Thank you.” She whispered turning back and slowly clambering forward, trying to be as sneaky and as quiet as possible. Yet as soon as the femme had started climbing those treacherous rocks an acidic sing song threat of a phrase came flowing into her ears causing her to shudder and slow to a halt.

Carefully her auds perked atop her swiveling skull until her frame was knocked off balance by a ghoul so foul even the most brave would tremble upon seeing it’s deadly cherry wood eyes. Reddened by the cold blood coursing through its maliciously made veins. The ghost of horror had circled them, and ran dangerously in front of her. Cutting her off and causing her to stumble back and bump into the heroic female who’d helped her this far. She moved around, attempting to get her face towards that roving monster, who was stalking the shadows with no troubles what so ever.

She was getting slightly ill at ease with the shadows flickering across an animal moving around them, sudden darts of light would pierce the black veil and show the thing for what it was, and when that happened Camsey would only leap back closer to the other femme and huddle in closer. He seemed to be herding them. At least that’s how Camsey saw it. It was a horrible way to die, she knew that much. It would be a horrible way to die.

Then the ghostly walls began to speak and her blood went cold, slowing and causing her to stop all movements. She even had to gasp for air and go through the steps of how to breathe once she’d realized that the words had ceased her lungs from inhaling. Camsey felt light headed with this, yet was determined to live.

Revealing himself Camsey lowered her body to snarl at the beast. She was playing Russian roulette with four chambers full, and one empty.

ooc;; Really sucks. =/

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[x.Torment.x]

Aphrodite stepped back slightly as the other aussie tumbled back to her side, only to soon press back against her form. She arched a slender brow for a moment, but her attention soon averted back towards the dark baron of whom still lingered within the shadows. He was still there, and from the looks of it, he was rather enjoying his game of hide and seek.

What did he think they were, rabbits? Pfft.' That, lil idea was someting she could imagine the brute to think of them as, for he prowled like a cougar in the morning shadows awaiting his breakfast. But there would be no meal for him to feast upon today. No, not if the feisty Aussie Aphrodite had anything to do with it. And so she stood still, dual tainted optics watching those shadows ever so closely until... Movement.. She could see the shadows shift. Once again, she'd locked onto his form and a growl soon ripped free from her vocals as she stepped away from the other femme.

Her legs shifted stance then, head and plume rising high as she pulled herl ip back and growled, taking up the stance of an Alpha dog. She wanted him to know that she wasn't afraid, and that if he came any closer she'd annihilate him if needed. She was not a bitch to be fucked with.