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Post by Darktouch on Oct 8, 2006 15:32:59 GMT -5
Eraghot trotted close to the bank of the Silver Lake, crimson orbs staring into nothing as he padded along. Large ears remained unfocused, just like his gaze.
Daemire followed her brother, straying onlya few strides behind him. Curious tan orbs watched Eraghot. She had a feeling it was unlike him to be so out-of-it, though she couldn't know for certain having not seen him for two or three years.
I shouldn't be here, he thought dreadingly. He knows I go here... Somehow, he knows... Eraghot hated his father as soon as he saw him, seeing the Dark burning soul behind those scarlet eyes. Scarlet, like his own. And his long legs, similiar to his as well.
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Post by JoS on Oct 9, 2006 16:22:52 GMT -5
The movements woke her from her sleep. Golden brown eyes opened as she looked around. Picking herself up as the leaves that hid her, also saying she'd been her for some time, fell from her back. She looked around seeing the two wolves she let out a yawn. 'Seems Im to talk with him well, happy days'
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Post by Darktouch on Oct 9, 2006 19:07:04 GMT -5
Eraghot didn't notice her, for once. This was the first time in his life that he had been in such deep thought that he didn't reconize anything in his surroundings. Nothing, except the bank of the Silver Lake which he followed.
Daemire noticed that her brother was so out of it when he turned turn at the sound of leaves rustling. This wasn't right. Of all things, he should be alert that Beign could nearby. Eraghot and Beign hated her each as darkness hates light. They forever fought as fire devours the grassy fields the fae had traveled through on her journey here.
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Post by JoS on Oct 10, 2006 20:19:02 GMT -5
Renji growled as her tail flicked. She walked over to Eraghot whom still didnt notice her. She growled and rammed him with her head. "Am I going to half to talk to all you?" She half snarled. Still in a bad mood from being in the lighted lands for far to long. Her ears where back as she ignored the fea. "Whatsever on your mind work it out fast. You dont have time to be like this!"
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Post by Darktouch on Oct 12, 2006 20:36:47 GMT -5
Being rammed in the side brought Eraghot's mind rushing back into the real world. He jumped around to face his attacker, tense muscles relaxing somewhat to see it was Renji. Her words swam in his mind a moment before he made use of them. As if it were that easy, he thought.
Daemire's tail flicked as she padded faster to catch up with her brother. She stood at his side, tan eyes flipping back and forth between the red wolf and Renji.
"I assume you know what we're supposed to be doing then?" the Son of the Desert replied cooly, bushy tail swaying at his ankles as it often did. His mostly neutral, yet always slightly suspicious, scarlet orbs met Renji's gaze steadily. He could feel her anger and also a twist of Light in her aura. She has been to the Light lands, he noted mentally, in that involuntary way he seems to do things, as if it all were natural. Yes, this was Eraghot. And he was back. His mind had wandered far for a while, but then he returned and is as he was.
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Post by JoS on Oct 13, 2006 18:04:51 GMT -5
She snorted and sat down looking at him. Her tail flicked hitting the ground making the dust unsettle. "We need to be getting ready. Yet all you guys seem to be doing is worrying over nothing. Or making to much out of smthing that isnt there. Its stupid!" She half growled as she looked at the fea "Your no better" She snapped. "At a time like this we should be together and not have your mind wounder" She looked back to Earghot and her eyes narrowed. "If we have any hope of fighting him and winning dont do this stupid ass shit!" Though she was growling and snapping being around him was slowly colming her. She was half thankfull for this But it whould be. She still had to go to the dark lands after all. And this whould only build her rage if she stayed there to long, like she had the light lands. It whould be stupid to say she didnt fear the up coming fight. but she didnt think about it. Didnt want to think of what might happen. Of whom might die. She simply knew they had to be strong, as a group. She herself, was hopeless agent her father. The only reason she hadden ran away from him the last time was becouse of the others. They had kept her there. Kept her from running like she had wished to do. the anger of the brothers had made her storger. Ready to stande up to him. But she was the frist to go.
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Post by Darktouch on Oct 13, 2006 20:16:45 GMT -5
Eraghot's scarlet orbs watched her closely, his large ears pricking forward to take in all she said. He was about to open his maw to reply when an unexpected voice rang out.
"Every wolf copes in their own way," Daemire said, her tail lashing from side to side in sudden anger. "And it just happens to be that these situations don't occur everyday either. Perhaps you've got a greater idea of what we're up against, but the rest of us have never even once caught wind of the black brute. It takes team work to defeat an enemy, so you have to be more patient on your part or we'll all die." A strange fire burned in her tan eyes, her ears pinned against her skull as she spoke.
The red wolf stared at his sister is surprise. Never had there been a wolf more Light than Daemire, yet now she burned with anger. True, it was not the same fury that enveloped Eraghot when he got to this point, but all the same it was different. He blinked away these thoughts to process her words. They made perfect sense, yet he couldn't help but think he'd rather not have had the fae speak them. He wasn't sure how Renji would take this, although, he wasn't sure if he truely cared. The red wolf wanted to be alone and silent now. He had come to sit beside the Silver Lake, to gaze upward at the glowing half moon sifting between wispy clouds. All Eraghot wanted was to have his own time but that never seemed to happen.
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Post by JoS on Oct 13, 2006 21:03:05 GMT -5
Renji's tail flicked and her ears went down lightly. "Ill tell you one thing. You wolves have better hope then I do" She told them in a soft voice "becouse I do know him. Be glade you dont. Or could you not feel it on that day? The hate and darkness that ran in him. Like a fire that dosent want to go out?" Her voice was soft as she looked over at the lack now. She had gone quite. Almost like stone. The wind was the only thing that moved her now. Her red fur moved slightly. She looked back at them with soft eyes. Though the fea was angery, she was indeed light, so that had colm Renji much. "If you must, then think. But rember there isnt time to do much of it. but to simply act before the fear can set in you. And trun your hreat to stone. Like it has me but a moon ago. Its likely that me and him travled the same path. But I dont much care. I simply know I will not hid and cour this time." She nodded to both of them simply
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Post by Darktouch on Oct 15, 2006 15:54:24 GMT -5
Daemire took a deep breath, letting it out slowly to try to calm herself some. Much of her aner drained away when she saw that Renji seemed sedative. The cream-pelted fae sat, her thick tail sweeping the ground to lie at her side. One ear pricked toward her brother when he stirred. She knew he was thinking, he was always thinking. The red wolf's mind was almost constantly whirring with ideas, thoughts, situations... Always.
Eraghot nodded in return. He understood that Renji would fight against their father. He understood that she knew him well, and hated him all the more for it. The brute did not know what she had experienced, but he definately knew Renji wanted the rest of them to know that they must be prepared to fight. "Yes, hope..." he echoed before speaking his mind. "Many of us have much of that... But that's not it. I don't think you see the spirit in the wolves that live here. We will be prepared ti fight when the time comes, whether we know what we're up against or not. We'll be ready to give our all on the battlefield, to save each other's lives on top of our own. Our father is unknown in all his ways to us, but I know that we'll find a way to defeat him... Daemire and I will anyway..."
His sister shook her head sadly. "Beign and Tashe will not feel the same..." Daemire said softly. "But we can find the strength to overcome them as well, shall we come to the time that we need to."
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Post by JoS on Oct 15, 2006 16:00:53 GMT -5
Renji looked at them softly. "Then let me give you one other thing before I go and talk to them" She looked back at the lake. "The more fear that is given the strong he gets. the more power you give. Spirit is good, Ill say that, but you need more then that to win agent him. One more thing" She looked back at him. "Hes not above tresting the true nor about lieing. Anything to get you to breack down, he will say. From here on. No matter what he says. no matter what he dose its best not to belive him. No matter how much it seems like its the truth."
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Post by Darktouch on Oct 15, 2006 16:20:48 GMT -5
Both wolves nodded, taking it into their minds. Daemire hoped never to forget these words, for she knew as a pure Light she was more prone to believe than others. Eraghot knew he wouldn't forget, but that anger could easily overtake him, cause him to falter in the presense of his father. His anger was always prized in his heart, but now it would need the least bit control.
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Post by JoS on Oct 15, 2006 16:23:22 GMT -5
Renji looked at them softly. "Do not forget" She said simply "And be forwarned" She stopped "A dream last night, told me...Be warned of the white pup. As strange as she is. She whould be truble." Renj nodded softly and truyned and left.
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Post by Darktouch on Oct 15, 2006 16:33:34 GMT -5
Eraghot went forward as soon as Renji had left, not wanting to stick around should his father choose to appear. The black brute had looked at him so fondly, so understandingly, so knowingly. He was the closest thing like his father. Thst made him dangerous. Whether the other wolves knew it or not, Eraghot was probably even more dangerous than his father at this point. The fiery Son of the Desert possessed all his father did, as well as other skills he collected in his travels through the sands. It seemed the only thing he hadn't inherited was mindset, though he did at one time possess it.
Daemire raced after her brother. She was determined not to lose him again. A strange aura of mixed emotions seemed to come off the red wolf. The cream fae's tan orbs widened to realize some of these emotions were those a Dark experienced most. She had a feeling her brother had come close to that edge before, but she hadn't asked him about it. Pehaps soon she would have to.
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