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Dusk in the Rebellion « Thread Started on Jan 15, 2007, 7:47pm »
As dusk was painted across the western sky of the Rebellion lands, the sun faded down into the earth, revealing the stars above. Birds cawed, sending a deep echo through the wood of Hanen. Cracks of branches sounded, emitting from a new coming fae. Her caramel brown fur held an unusual shine, as so with her amber eyes. Her name? Bijou
A large valley came into view, even the smallest whisper sending a pulsating echo through it. It looked so peaceful, so quiet... Bijou heard about these being the neutral lands. This is where she belonged. She knew this could be where she shall reside. Bijou felt it in her heart. She picked up her pace, slipping down the mountain into her possible new home. As of this moment, she was pleased.
Re: Dusk in the Rebellion « Reply #1 on Jan 16, 2007, 5:29am »
His huge paws beat the earth silently, sending small tremours down the blades of grass as the swished in the adolescant breeze. Two auds were lifted as the sound of another came to him from far off. It would be quiet a walk there, luckily his godly senses gave him reason to hear her.
Her... Yes, it scented fae.
His cranium lifted as he let out a booming howl, it was not like any other normal wolven howl, it had twice the passion, twice the sheer beauty... It was the howl of the rebel lord Crux. It seemed this powerful wolf could overcome anything. Even death, as he already did.
Crux's legs carried him swiftly over the fields of green. These lands were beautiful, though deadly. Thus the name, 'land of the rebels.' Perhaps looking death in the eye had made him wiser, for his knowlege of these lands were as simple as breathing. Though only to him, no one else, not even the King, was able to even dream of his knowledge. But then again... Who cared?
There she was, a willowy fae, a smile and a look of pleasure on her mug. This was her home, he could see it already. She would fit in here, once taught the ways. For these lands may seem dead, but they were everywhere, the rebels. Kingsmen of hiding. They knew the ways of the dead, and they knew how to master the skill of being useen.
Slowing slightly, he walked to her, not wanting, or feeling he should, to canter to her. If she wanted to join so badly, she would wait for him.
It did take a fare while, for he did take his time in getting there. He was simply testing her. All rebels had patience. And if she did, she could make it into the pack. Well... One of them.
He halted before her, standing at a relaxed slouch. The rebels need no show of dominance, simply respect. Hopefully she would know who he was. For as he stood before her, he felt no need to introduce himself.
Re: Dusk in the Rebellion « Reply #2 on Jan 16, 2007, 12:08pm »
Her paws made not a sound as she skimmed over the ground. Her creamy coat swirled gently in the slight breeze, her pretty face turned skyward. Taking a deep breath, she began to pick out the scents, as if unlocking a door that had too many locks. One she knew, and respected greatly, though he was only one rank higher than her... well the highest rank there could be... but she was far behind. Crux was there... she hadnt spoken to Crux in a long time.
Slender legs carried the femme quickly over the ground, tail swinging happily behind her. Another came into veiw as the Rebel lord quickly appeared. A fae, just like herself. She seemed oblivios, at the moment, to Crux's presence, but it wasn't Honey's job to judge. She closed the distance easily between them and dipped her muzzle ever so slightly to Crux. She might be Queen Of the Rebel's, but she knew how to show respect.
"Good evening Crux, and young lady"
Honey said politly, dipping her head to Bijou, before letting her auds perk and interest take over. She seemed to be right at home here... but she has tresspassed. She should have stayed at the borders. Honey was very picky, so she would leave it... this time.
Re: Dusk in the Rebellion « Reply #3 on Jan 16, 2007, 5:18pm »
Bijou turned her head smoothly to see a large brute stand in front of her. The femme shifted her movement slightly, and responded with a faint, "Just to stay in these beautiful lands, sir." She bowed slightly, realizing this must be the ever-so-powerful Crux.
"Good evening Crux, and young lady," Noted a cream-white femme. "Good evening to you, too," Bijou replied modestly. She shifted her weight to her haunches and sat down on the cool earth. These lands weren't as horrible as others seemed to speculate. Although she felt all the more relaxed, part of her still remained cautious.
A cool, flowing wind picked up, wisping and sifting the earthy dirt. It scattered the leaves about, flying past on the breeze. The sun was lowering in the sky, only holding a soft amber glow in the sky. Otherwise, it held a dark navy hue.
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Re: Dusk in the Rebellion « Reply #4 on Jan 28, 2007, 3:26pm »
A black figure watched the three wolven closeby. He knew of Crux already, the appointed leader of the 'Rebel' lands. The cream-white fae looked familiar, though it was hard to match a name to the face. Of course, the one who had yet to reveal her name was new to him; as, it seemed, she was to the others. Really, he knew he should come out from his "hiding place", but nerves seemed to be getting the better of him. I'm not in a pack... He thought. Unsure why that thought came to him right now, he pushed it away. He could always try and join one... but surely that would just be complicated at the moment, wouldn't it? ... Would it? He wasn't sure. Quit losing focus! He mentally growled to himself. Shaking his head, he tried to remember exactly why he was here in the first place. Shadow, he was called, and he'd been exiled form his old pack... Living alone for so long was not good for a wolf of his demeanor. Bullying, exilism and loneliness... not a good combination, he supposed.
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