Ilyich
Head Huntress
Ruler of Evil
Gay alter ego's are more interesting
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Post by Ilyich on Jun 28, 2010 14:39:39 GMT -5
ooc:// Okay so now that Skoll has been accepted I would like it very much for my little sun hearder to meet everyone xD Dio and all the other peace leaders are welcome! Any other dead animal whom wishes to speak with him are welcome as well- I simply wanted to practise with my playing him.
I've seen your flag on the marble arch Love is not a victory march It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
He sat amist the sky. mist tangled itself around his body. It wreathing around his long muzzle and inched up along his pointed ears. The spirit sat in his lean frame along the rim of the world. His fangs lay bared, jaws parted the mist whispered forth from his jaws. As if the heat trapped in his chest forced the air about him to shiver with its broken energy. Bleached fur rippling in the warm air, Skoll sat back to stare out at the empty night plain. Thick tail waving behind him, the sun spirit watched silently as the world fell asleep.
Blue eyes slipping across the world, watching in silent horror. Everything was cloaked, the mist hung off of the world. Even the gods could not see clearly. Even thesun could not shine forth. His head dropped, hanigng low asheshook it in agony. This was his fault- he knew. He had not been able to reach his kind, for they had forsakin everything. He watched the two alpha's their faces crumpled one moment with hate, and the next with love, and sat confused. Why could they not show themselves amongst their people? Had it become such a hated distasteful thing that they could not love within earshot of their subordanents?
Skoll watched it all in agony. All his fault, his dear friend had asked him so trustingly to save his own kind. To show them the sun. And he had failed. Death had claimed this folami in the worst of ways, and yet he could not pry through the assumed self agony of his fellows. White fur fluffed along his spine, Skoll stared out at the mist coated world. Blue eyes blazing through it all he found he could see little other than uncertainty. It seemed to taint every soul now. Nothing but doubt and pain and fear.
The cowards were bieng discovered, the bravery shown. Devils rose and saints fell and the world spiraled towards oblivion. All his fault. Teeth gripping all the tighter in his long maw the white coated folami snarled at himself. How could he sit here and wonder like his broken breed? Drawing a deep breath, the man let his blue eyes slip closed. Adoration of the world, his own beloved family glowed in him. The heat licked up his thraot, and the pain of love commanded him.
For Skoll is the warm brother, the man whom holds the world in its potential.
And it's not a cry that you hear at night It's not somebody who's seen the light It's a cold and it's a broken
Hallelujah
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Post by Bhu on Jun 28, 2010 17:40:35 GMT -5
"Come forward, my loyal children." I dared not say each name outloud, but spoke them in my head. Alia. Bhuvana. Taraji. Anabi. Ahlem. Each was thought with care, directed to their minds alone. If I said them outloud, the call could be taken and followed by one unwelcomed in these clean lands, but mentally spoken, I could decide who heard the call.
The bruji mourned the loss of his kind, momentarily falling to the grief that consumed so many. But he was strong, I could read his inner heart, which was why I allowed him here now. Consumed in the heat of the feline war, I could dedicate no time to his kind, though I'd love for them to be saved too. An so far, the only one worthy of the rank I bestowed was Skoll.
I approached without caution, knowing this was my world here. I could not be harmed, even by the man made monster before me. I felt his pain, and the heard the thoughts of his kind, but I could do nothing for them. They were out of my control, and I could only watch as they suffered, dismissing the thought of a higher being who cared. But those open would recieved, not from me, but from the male before me.
With fluid grace and silence like death, I was beside the canine and looking down to his people. "They think that because they were created by man, they lack souls. And yet, they feel the joy of love." I shake my head in silent pain, not paying attention of the dog became surprised by my sudden presence. My heart was on the alpha and alphess, their love for one another being hidden for fear of pack rejection. "They should show it off with pride, their love. It proves they can rise above the humans hands and break free of the puppet strongs." I finally look to the canine, willing him to meet my gaze. "You prove their stronger than even they know."
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Post by Miki on Jul 2, 2010 18:33:23 GMT -5
Alia My sleep had been dreamless until now. A soft voice called my name, and with a prick of excitement, I immediately recognized it. I had heard that voice only a few times, but it was one easily remembered. Dio was calling my name, and I was eager to please.
In my dream state I rose to my paws and began to pad in the direction I heard my name. It wasn't far, and soon I could see the great baboon before me, and my heart flooded with my love for him. He was talking to someone, and I politely remained quiet, not wanting to interrupt. I knew I didn't need to say anything to announce my arrival, Dio knew I was here.
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Post by Bhu on Jul 2, 2010 18:44:33 GMT -5
Bhuvana My claws had been gently kneeding the ground in front of me, sleep taking time to settle in. Around me lay three of my loved ones, the only family I knew. Naturally, I leaned against Alia's stomach, having curled up there after the leopardess had dozed. Her pelt, warmth, and smell reminded me of a mother, reasurring me. On my other side was Alec, and closeby was the tiger, Taraji. I was safe, finally.
All at once, sleep came and a mist grew around me, swallowing my mottled pelt. I knew where I was, Dio's land. Though I could not see Him, I saw someone almost as high in my heart. "Alia!" With joy, I galloped over to the leopardess. "Dio must have called a group meeting! Wonder when Taraji and the lioness will come!"
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Ilyich
Head Huntress
Ruler of Evil
Gay alter ego's are more interesting
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Post by Ilyich on Jul 3, 2010 18:55:32 GMT -5
The man jumped slightly in his shock. His mind had been free of the power of his body and now his heart flew back down his throat. For it was just dear Dio. The keepers couldn't get him here. They couldn't torture him here. Skoll shook his head, lips pulling back in a weak smile. "My dear friend" he murmured, dipping his head softly to the baboon before him. The white folami let his thick fur ruffle with the mist spilling forth from his maw. Teeth coming together the man let his proud scared snout lift to meet his friends eyes. Listening quietly he twitched as Dio picked his own worries from his mind. Listless in his fears the man whimpered quietly under his breath. "Puppet strings very, dear Dio. Want is so very hard to break, and it is so very different form me to them."
He shook his head ere so slightly. "May I trust you to hide this, my friend? Or else dislike the horrible things whispering from my mouth?" he shivered once, it felt as if suddenly the heat trapped in his large body dimmed. It felt as if once more he was drowning. Once more dropped into the swimming tank so man may watch him struggle into his half-death. " I fear I can not fully understand them, and so not fully gain their trust. Even I the tortured wrath that I am can not wonder at the horrors their minds may yet become" he blinked slowly, sky blue eyes resting fearfully on Dio's face. "But!" he added swiftly, if not severely. "I will not give up, and don't you dare think I would!" he half snarled. Who was he to snap at the deity? Why he was Skoll, the hard headed rat that wandered under Dio's paws when he felt the need to.
And he would continue to do so.
Ears swiveling his senses caught the appearance of new animals. New cats. And he was instantly fearful, the boldness that had drawn up in him whimpered back ward- hiding around his blazing sun. These where the family, the friends of the kind his own family locked fangs with. Wincing slightly at their appearances the man shrank back. There was no way what so ever for the man to hide behind Dio, his great white body standing as tall as a tiger's Skoll had no hope of shrinking to hide behind Him. "Um.." he muttered in a rare hint of shyness. Eyes peering forth from his bleached face. They where here, and yet where are they?
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