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Post by »Cyanide on Aug 14, 2008 11:50:50 GMT -5
Cyanide snorted at Barley's question. She began padding away, slowly, but glancing over her shoulder every once and a while. Her and Moose were a couple? Granted, Harley wasn't around much, and he was younger than she was, but she was hoping to find someone to care about, even though she was dark. Didn't darks have the right to love? Sure they did, she thought to herself and glanced at Moose. A brief flash of ice moved over her beautiful blue orbs.
"Oh no. We're just friends," She stated in a rather rigid tone.
It was just like males. Only seeing me as a friend. She knew she was pretty, but for some reason, they only saw her as a friend material. Was it her darkness? Her sardonic mannerism? Well too bad. She wasn't going to change for anyone. She was happy the way she was and that was that. If anyone else wanted to be her 'boy'friend, they could certainly have the opportunity.
Her tail was held now high up swaying with the motion of her walking. She wondered what Barley was thinking at this moment but clearly, every one was bored standing still so the walking was a good notion that went over well. Above the moon dipped behind a cloud, briefly engulfing them in semi darkness. The shadows stretched and elongated and in the distance the owls hooted and crows crowed. This place was absolutely perfect. Her fur bounced with each step, blades and pelvis rolling easily with each step. She was glad they had accepted her invitation to walk. Cyanide's body wormed its way around headstones and old flowers that were brought from family members that were now wilted adn decaying. Her blue eyes made her look ghostly as she continued to walk, waiting to hear the others. NOTES: OOO looks like cyanide might be starting to like Moose hehe
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Post by ['moose] !! on Aug 14, 2008 17:16:54 GMT -5
'So...Are you two...?'
Only a small snicker escaped his maw. it wasn't in a teasing way it was more that he blurted it out to hide his expressions. Any way, he couldn't imagine Cyanide even wanting to be his mate. moose was just so... er.. how should I put this in a kind way... he acted a if he was smaller then he really was. Whatever, she didn't like him.. did she?
"Oh no. We're just friends,"
It might have been the way she had said that, but he could feel something more in her tone. With her last words he shook his head quickly, leaving his mouth clamped shut so he wouldn't blurt anything stupid. never again would he do anything stupid like before. No, no, no, they weren't anything other then friends, but he was happy she thought of him as friends.
"Actually, Barley, we just met today. I doubt we could be anything more then friends."
Oh, the desire to add yet to the back of his sentence pushed him into clamping his maw once more. Oh, the dreaded feeling of hiding your feelings away. he had to admit it a long time ago, he was growing feelings for Cyanide more every time she opened her maw, her lyrics flowing out perfectly. Head shook as he tried to erase his thoughts.
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Post by [.FirestorM.] on Aug 15, 2008 9:00:17 GMT -5
Barley raised his eyebrows, a small smirk flickering onto his maw for a second. He wasn't stupid, he could practically feel the vibes of love pumping through the air. 'Riiiiigt,' he teased, chuckling softly. Barley looked up at Moose with a grin, he had totally misjudged them both. They weren't bad at all. They both just seemed confused as to how they felt. Well, Cyanide did, anways.
Padding along side the two collies, his muscles pumping to slow down, he wondered whether to ask them to slow down, but he doubted they would, and it wasn't like he was unfit... His mind wandered to his brother and sister. They were out there somewhere, and he wished he knew where. He might of made a mistake to leave them, but whether he did or not was irrelevant now. Sometimes he wished he could talk to someone about these things, but ofcourse, who would listen? Moose? Cyanide? It waould be naive to think that either of them would even consider listening to his life story, they had their own problems, their own worries and their own lives.
Barley pondered these statements for a few moments, before his mind drifted to Cyanide and her pack. I wonder what pack life is like...I wonder whether it would be nice, to have a family again. Turning and looking up at Cyanide, his face held a questioning look, he voiced his thoughts.
'What's it like? Being in a pack I mean. Is it like having a family, where you all look out for each other, or do you all sort of...Avoid each other, and stick together for the soul reason that you all have something in common? I know there's three packs, and...I wondered which pack you're alpha of.'
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Post by »Cyanide on Aug 17, 2008 11:34:27 GMT -5
Cyanide heard Moose's words and that only fueled her irritation. Though she had no idea WHY that was. Her ice blue orbs caught Moose's and flashed briefly but then ice cold entered her veins.
"He's right Barley. Besides, why would we be more than friends if we just met? Rather stupid yes?" Cyanide scoffed laughing but it was a mocking laugh. She walked on , walking between Moose and Barley matching their strides ever so perfectly. She listened to Barley's words and thought about them before she responded.
"Being a part of a pack is great. But its basically teamwork. We rely on one another for support, when we hunt, and make decisions about problems that might arise during pack meetings or in regular life." Cyanide responded to him, her tone much softed when speaking to him. She glanced at him sideways, blue orbs caught the remaining light making them glow. She let out a soft woof before continuing.
"I never had much of a family myself, so this is generally the closest thing I've got to one. Which is why I'm going to make it a good sized pack," she said smirking and her expression glowered with a rather vindictive , sinster look to it. She chuckled slightly and then thought about the possibility of taking over the lights. How that would be glorius!
"Imagine us taking over the lights? My God that would be splendid! I would do it but I dont feel like wasting time on those worthless mongrels," She said raising her head a bit in a defiant way.
If she wanted to over take the lights she would. Nothing woudl stop her. But she wasn't in the mood at this moment to contemplate that nor was going to waste time on those worthless pieces of crap. She waited.
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Post by ['moose] !! on Aug 25, 2008 14:04:57 GMT -5
Did he even know? What was it like to be in a pack? He couldn't just say that he had been in one before, because that would just be lying. Ok, he was born into a pack, but its not like they really cared for him like there suppose to. Eyes widened as he thought of the last thing that Cyanide said. Was he considered a light? He could be dark... if he wanted to. Not that he really wanted to. he didn't even look dark. Eyes shifted as of those of a theft. She knew, she knew he was light for sure. but why did she bring up the fact about taking them over?
"Yeah, sure, but what would we do with those... so called lights?"
Did it even matter? He would stay beside Cyanide even if her pack was attacking the lights. they did nothing to help him, and in fact, most of them wanted him dead. they probably thought he was dead at the very moment. With that very thought in his head, he gave off a small shudder and let a fake grin escape his maw.
"And, I'm not too sure Barley, I've never really been in a pack before. At least not one that truly looked after me. So i can't say how it is. All I know is that the pack I lived in didn't give a da.n!
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