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 Soltero [G2 Cinn Pie] (#9059) Demonic View Forum Posts  Posted on 2016-12-08 02:03:24 |
~ . ~ .~ . ~ .~ . ~ .~ . ~ .~ . ~ .~ . ~ .~ . ~ .~ . ~ . Genosses [Rank Explainations found on Main Page.] Alpha Beta(s) Champions / Worthy Care Takers Brawler/Trainee Infants Omega/Bait ~ . ~ .~ . ~ .~ . ~ .~ . ~ .~ . ~ .~ . ~ .~ . ~ .~ . ~ . Pack's Food Supply [Food/Carcass images are made by me, Soltero: Deviantart] ~ . ~ .~ . ~ .~ . ~ .~ . ~ .~ . ~ .~ . ~ .~ . ~ .~ . ~ . Other / Extra - Dislike the character, not the player. That is our #1 rule. - Do NOT post here unless you have been accepted. - New members must ROLE-PLAY their way into the pack. !! Remember the current season/plot: The snow is melting, and the Earth's surface is covered in an ice-y slush. It can be difficult to navigate through at times. "Keep those paws dry, wolves." Character SheetsView and Post Character Sheets 0 players like this post! Like? Edited on 26/12/16 @ 12:29:21 by Soltero (#9059) |
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Soltero [G2 Cinn Pie] (#9059) Demonic View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-12-28 14:26:19 |
"Ayyeee," he'd hum at Ty again, confirming the inquiry relating to the tournament. It was then that Calypso's leathery tongue made contact with Roman's jaw line, garnering the production of a chest-bound rumble. Satisfaction rose, with its rise an ill-intentive grin forming. The Caesar's domineering stare never once left the returned form of his mismatched Brawler though, those Earth-slathered lips parting with another of his comical -although still deathly serious- sayings. "Beautiful, isn't she?" Gaze finally sought out the she-wolf's form before facial was snapped back Ty's direction. "Do participate in the tournament, Ty. If you find yourself up to it." Perhaps win that fair lady's heart. Snout would snake towards Tyrael's neck after speaking, nose buried into the alabaster fluff there if allowed passage. This action's purpose was to physically show acceptance towards the previously astray wolf, his scent updated within permanent memory files. Both Mercy and Vlad would find a similar touch given onto them after, an additional rough nibble awarded onto his darker brother. The Beta's request for a play mate garnered a lengthy growl from Roman, a noise laced with playful tune as high-held tail was claimed by an uncontrollable wag. Right, the Alpha had promised his attention to the pack's one Worthy already, Aedeian. It was at this moment that the Caesar's challenging stare found her wayward form, golden gaze investigating the collage of emotion she presently displayed. Anger, frustration, .. anxiousness; all these feelings were taken into consideration. They did not instill fear into the bloke's mind, nor confusion. If anything, seeing the ma'am so eager to rip something, anything to shreds .. only fueled his own fire. A challenge, as if it weren't one already. As one would expect, Roman would be the one to engage his target. A bold advance was initiated, slow yet progressive steps carrying him forward aloft a lively trot, eyes locked on their quarry before he paused just a number of feet away. "Let us work out that tension, seestra."[Russian for sister] he'd state calmly, words rolling off the tongue with unrivaled elegance. A quick whine would follow suit, an obnoxious hint towards his present feeling of excitement, accompanied by a still ever-wagging tail. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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SmokeOnTheWater/ LOff!!! (#83166) 
Incredible View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-12-28 15:34:25 |
 SourceAedeian | Worthy of Genosses | 2 1/2 Years | Location: Courtyard Mentions: Roman Aedeian could not find it within herself to ignore the comment Roman had made about the calico she-wolf, her own eyes staring Calypso down from her place on the outskirts, deep disapproval at her seductive behaviour showing in the deep grooves above the copper champion's eyes. To say that the provocative young female's blatant attraction to their Alpha did not make Aedeian want to put her in her place would be a lie. Aedeian heard the bold approach of the large grey coming, her ears, a burnt cocoa that plunged down to accent her face and scruff, flicking forward to acknowledge his presence. His wagging tail and obnoxious whine matched her own excitement, as she drank in the sight that was all Alpha male. She found herself grinning at Roman's words, smoky, atramentous eyes flicking to the calico caretaker as she raised her sultry head, dark muzzle facing the Alpha male. "Yes, let us, brat" she said, voice low and eager as she rose, titian fur rippling as she stretched, flexing her hardened muscles. She watched him from under hooded eyes as she brushed past him, not seductively as the she-wolf Calypso had done before, but confidently, as a warrior would, not like a bitch in heat. She took in his surprised expression at her response, her understanding of the language he used obviously a shock to him as he stood still. She raised her head, tail curling and swaying in her eagerness for the fight, and her eyes flashing a playful challenge at Roman, her Alpha bloodlines beginning to get the best of her. "Are you coming, Vashe vysochestvo?" [russian word for Your Highness.] 0 players like this post! Like?Edited on 28/12/16 @ 22:52:58 by SmokeOnTheWater (#83166) |
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Soltero [G2 Cinn Pie] (#9059) Demonic View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-12-29 03:17:16 |
Hnnnngggggg! The striking leviathan nearly melted where he stood, 'mentally' becoming a pitiful puddle of slop at Aedeian's paws. The tastefulness of his own words were definitely rivaled now, the Alpha's figure overcome by a violent, inner chill. Coarse tongue was hasty with its escape from moist jowls, dampening the man's lips in a greedy, craving fashion. The caramel-washed damsel had undoubtedly stolen Roman's full focus, him being OBVIOUSLY surprised. Could she speak the mother tongue language fluently? Curiosity was being buried beneath this new-found sense of wild attraction. The World surrounding them was but a non-existent blur. "Da!" he'd chirp, perhaps a bit over zealous. "Da, .. That I am." he'd respond more calmly. As she brushed confidently past him, Roman couldn't help but push a front paw skyward. Little toes would aim to eagerly wrap around one of the she-wolf's back ankles, a hint towards these rising possessive feelings. The simple gesture seemed to threaten the act of pulling her closer, perhaps inviting the babe to a session of.. deep intimacy. But alas, the attempt was half-hearted and only meant to 'loosely suggest' such an encounter, the dude's little toes merely sliding across Aedeian's bone-y heel before they returned to their rest against the Earth. From there the gargantuan Caesar would find himself turning to follow, down a short path that led into The Pits. The space was nice and even, unsuspecting of the brutal chaos about to churn its well-groomed dirts. Roman would act as a little puppet to the arresting Aediean, a gentlemanly patience awarded as he'd wait for her call on who would attack first. He'd line himself with her, front/forward facing, parallel as a mere twenty feet spaced them. Skull was bowed low, fur aloft his spine ruffled, with lips only slightly spread to invite a constant strain of lengthy growls and whines to slip though. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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Kuma ™ (#16165)
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Shy (#51494)
Remarkable View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-12-29 05:30:16 |
 • Mercy | Beta Female of Genosses | 5 years | Location: Courtyard Her burst of energy would soon calm, and lead her back to her spot in the courtyard. Where once again haunches would gently rest against the earth. A new sense of happiness filled her now that Ty had returned. Mercy would watch as her brothers excitments grew from there. Attention would be drawn away though at the approach of the silver brute. Admittedly he was much more attractive up close, even his tone was pleasing to the ear. "The pleasure is all mine Rajat. The bit of fighting I have seen from you suggest you are strong" her tone soft yet strong, as she side glanced him. An hint of cockiness reflecting in her eyes, or perhaps it was flirtatious glance? Which ever the case it lasted no more than a few seconds, as they would dart back to Roman and Aedeian. "Perhaps we shall have the next fight" acknowledging the fact that Roman was off to the pit. Meaning the first fight would be between him and Aedeian. Mercy would come to stand only taking a few steps forward to look back at Rajat. "Come. We will watch this fight together" A smirk hidden within her features as her tail gracefully slid against his nose at her passing. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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Wolflord; G2 tobi (#17200)
Bone Collector View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-12-29 09:13:09 |
Tyrael Male / 3 / Brawler Mentions: Mercy, Rajat, Calypso, Roman Location: Courtyard Ty's tail stiffened slightly as the beta's open jaws snapped towards his neck, the rough shake of the mouthful brought forth an excited bark-like growl from the mixmatched male. "Oh I'm Always up to it sir! Count me in." He allowed the nose to be pressed into his neck fur while the male brought in his scent, perhaps he could do the same? It'd been so long since all these smells were Fresh and ready to be stored away. His nose drifted towards the males shoulder for a swift smelling of fur, to smell all the scents located there but to find the unique one for his alpha. As the male moved off towards the female his head tilted, would roman be fighting her? Awesome!! Though his comment about Calypso had ruffled his fur slightly, pretty yes but the alphas for sure! Not for a lowly brawler like him. Tyrael hadn't been informed of the bounty for the winner of the fight, only that there was one and he was Ready as always! His eyes followed the brute and his opponent before he watched the bustle about camp. All this was once again new to him, after being alone for SO long the noise was kind of unsettling. His eyes bolted to Mercy as she spoke to a male he didn't know, head tilting slightly. Who was this? His mind searched for the answers but nothing came to mind. The young male trotted towards Mercy as she moved to walk off, just following her down so he knew where to stand as the fight commenced. Didn't want to be embarrassed no sir. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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SmokeOnTheWater/ LOff!!! (#83166)
Incredible View Forum Posts Posted on 2016-12-29 15:50:20 |
Source Aedeian | Worthy of Genosses | 2 1/2 Years | Location: Courtyard Mentions: Roman The warm touch of Roman's paw gently swiping across her ankle had Aedeian's heart racing, and the sense of pride that swelled in her chest at the Alpha's reaction to her actions had her standing taller, half wanting to accept the hidden, but obviously provocative invitation, and half wanting to let him pull her closer for just a little emotional comfort. But, as she met those amazingly gorgeous golden eyes, she remembered. It seemed he realized their previous commitments also, as he turned, great muscles bunching under that thick, steely fur as he padded down a short path, sparse ferns gently caressing both his and Aedeian's own flaming pelts as they entered The Pits, a place she had only discovered the day before, during her preparations for the tournament. She whined back at Roman, iridescent, jewel-like eyes assessing their placings in an instant, practiced action. She flexed her toes, feeling the damp earth beneath her, and imagined her connection to the earth, imagined where her paws would go, and where her opponent would fall.... Her hackles rose, gathering a savage snarl in her throat as she forced all former feelings of want and excitement into nothingness, letting herself fall into the beckoning calling of battle. Her eyes were wild, burning orbs as she faced down her opponent, limbs locked... Her lunge was quick, precise in that she didn't miss a step. A streak of titian fury, she was on top of the wolf in less than half a second. If he saw her attack coming, she would nimbly bound to the side, spinning like a vicious fox to face him, fangs bared as a growl ripped through her throat. If she surprised him, her attack would drive him back a step, her flaming fur spiked with adrenaline-filled excitement, eyes aflame with an impassioned fury that she could not explain. [sorry if I kinda take on and create reactions for the other characters- I try my best not too :( Didn't mean to take over Roman's reaction. Moving to The Pits now :P] 0 players like this post! Like?Edited on 29/12/16 @ 22:54:50 by SmokeOnTheWater (#83166) |
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Oops! All Genders! (#36227)
Impeccable View Forum Posts Posted on 2017-01-03 09:59:44 |
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Soltero [G2 Cinn Pie] (#9059) Demonic View Forum Posts Posted on 2017-01-06 03:53:18 |
That wanting stare, those desire-filled eyes that Aediean presented him with; Roman would consider it a hint that she was not opposed to the idea of him, although in this moment.. it just wasn't the right time. Upper lip couldn't help but be curled into a lively smirk, a single of his front-most fangs made visible before the copper toned harlot came forward to return the good sportsmanship gestures. A chest-bound rumble was produced as the Alpha found himself being somewhat relieved of his shoulder's irritations, at least the itching sensation. Oh, but there would be much more of that come time for the wound to close up and heal! And then came the mother tongue, spoken so fluently from the she-wolf's kissable jowls. He didn't respond until Aediean's later statement. "Ayeeee," he'd begin with a prolonged croon, confirming all of her lengthy suspicions. "Skoreye vsego, vy prinyali menya iz turnira, sestra .."[ Russian translation: You have most likely taken me from the tournament, sister.] Although it was expected for a wolf -such as Roman- to be disappointed with this fact.... HE WASN'T! He'd just been ripped into by a strikingly attractive ma'am. Who could be upset? Indeed, not your typical guy. Without further ado the crimson-stained bloke would begin moving towards the pits' exits, regardless if he were made to follow Aediean or not. Attention would be drawn towards Calypso, whom was most likely still sitting at the ring's edge. Her attention was absorbed by the conflict happening below, and Roman really doubted he could steal her 'way from it. "Are you vree?" he'd whisper, accidentally allowing previously spoken Russian to invade his English words. "Free?" he'd repeat. If Calypso was more interested in watching, he would not be opposed to the idea. This would be silently hinted at with an approving smile. Roman would simply seek out Brooke instead, if that were the case. 0 players like this post! Like?Edited on 06/01/17 @ 10:55:04 by Soltero (#9059) |
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Wolflord; G2 tobi (#17200)
Bone Collector View Forum Posts Posted on 2017-01-06 04:12:35 |
Tyrael Male / 3? XD / Brawler Mentions: Roman, Aediean His mix-matched stare watched the brawls quietly, unlike the others the male was taking in every little move made. Absorbing information for later matches as the wolves fought. This was something he wasn't opposed to, he'd learn tactics from this vantage point. When a fight came to a end he'd let out an encouraging bark to the fighters. Once Aediean and Roman finished the fight, he didn't miss the little moment between them. His lip twitched into a slight smile. The male was sitting far from the others as usual, watching the fights with intensity. If approached he'd most likely speak, though it'd be few words, tail swung as Roman tried to busy himself with the females he got up and moved to approach Aediean. Though in a way that said 'I'm not looking for trouble'. Sheer awe sparkled in the brawlers eyes, he moved towards the russet with a ever so slight 'submissive' posture, realizing the fae could be in heat and his approach could be negatively reacted to. "Hi! You're Aediean right? Remember me? I forgot what it was like to fight.. You fight fluently!" He'd woof out quietly, sitting a fair distance from the maiden and looking at her with a calm expression. The awe in his eyes filtered away to the usual murky, unreadable, darkness like they usually were as he sat awaiting her response. If a growl or a snap followed his movements he'd leave her be and find another to speak with, tail still behind him. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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Shy (#51494)
Remarkable View Forum Posts Posted on 2017-01-06 13:35:46 |
• Mercy | Beta Female of Genosses | 5 years | Location: Courtyard Now back that the courtyard, Mercy would once again find herself moving to her usual spot. The cool earth that pressed against her body was relaxing after a fight. Tongue and teeth would soon begin working to remove the debris from the battle off of her coat. She would need to look more presentable if her chossen suitor decided he was to take her up on her offer. Though it would be assumed neither Roman or Vlad would take to kindly to this idea. However it seemed that her cycle had slipped slightly under the radar....at least for now. After all Mercy had become accustomed to hiding such an oder. (Short sorry. Waiting on MoeMoe) 0 players like this post! Like? |
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Oops! All Genders! (#36227)
Impeccable View Forum Posts Posted on 2017-01-06 15:57:32 |
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SmokeOnTheWater/ LOff!!! (#83166)
Incredible View Forum Posts Posted on 2017-01-06 19:04:20 |
If they aren't going to fall for you, Aedeian | Female | 3 (1/2) years | Worthy 0 players like this post! Like? |
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Wolflord; G2 tobi (#17200)
Bone Collector View Forum Posts Posted on 2017-01-07 01:35:45 |
(I figured if she was a worthy before this started, as she had proven herself before the main make-up of the pack would've known Tyrael xD) Tyrael Male / 3 / Brawler Mentions : Aediean. Mercy Location: Courtyard He flicked an ear absently towards the noises behind him before his head rose ever so slightly. "Tyrael, I was with Roman's pack for about half a month before we traveled out this way." He'd reply a little smoother now, now that she had relaxed for the most part. His shoulders rolled back as his head stretched upwards and a satisfied huff followed the popping of a few joints. His mix-matched pelt shook out, a few stray strands fluttering to the ground. Blue and Green eyes looked to the fae once more, providing her with a slight smile. She did have a pretty coat that was for sure, all these females in camp and he couldn't even talk to any without fear of Roman lunging for his throat at every turn. He understood the tactics of the pack certainly, but one had to have canine conversation every so often to feel normal... right? Right. Gaze spotted Mercy off to the side and his tail gave her a swift wag, though his main attention remained on the red-furred babe before him. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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Soltero [G2 Cinn Pie] (#9059) Demonic View Forum Posts Posted on 2017-01-07 04:03:45 |
It had already been proven to the striking Aediean that Roman was -indeed- NOT just your typical, run of the mill bastard. If she thought he wouldn't take an interest towards sugared acts of seduction though, than she was obviously wrong in her assumptions. Roman was not one easily wrapped around a female's paw (like he had almost been previously by Aediean); however, he ALSO wasn't known to simply pass up an easily-given opportunity of adultery. Sexual urges had always run deep with the Caesar's constitution, a simple nature that came with both masculinity and rank. Breeding was sought as an obnoxious stating of dominance; oh, but obviously it came with its fill of pleasure as well.. In short, YES.. the chocolate-tinged behemoth WOULD take interest in Calypso's accented tunes, his arrow-shaped ears pushed weightily forwards to drink in the foreign language. A soft, brilliant language... but alas, Roman still took more favor towards rough and brutal things, much like himself. Perhaps he could persuade the attractive caretaker to serve as a sort of mistress for him. Such a title would obviously come with its unique benefits; ya know, like the head torn off of any male wolf that strayed too close. The same attention that would also be given to his wife, should the Alpha ever find one., that would tolerate his savage ways. Although, .. a mistress would be held at a lower standard.. her precious whelps labeled as bastards, similar to Brooke's.. More attention from their father, though.. For sure!! On the off hand, Roman could fall for a hearty lass that sought to tame him.... ... But it was unlikely! Lids did not sink in captivated fashion, but Calypso was awarded an interest-filled grin and a bundle of soft words. "Perhapps, you can help me with mine wound." Remembering the blood-dripping injury caused satisfaction to return again, a guttural rumble produced to announce said pleasures towards pain before attention skipped towards the pit. Eyes were refocused just in time to witness the tail end of both fights, a victor for both the King's beloved brother and the newest ex-rogue. "We haff ourselves some veryyy fine wolves here," he'd state, his tone growing in volume. Each and every wolves' injuries were acknowledged in turn with the Alpha's golden gaze, jaws pressing firm against one another to the point that teeth emitted a gritty noise. "Let us acknowledge our newest Worthy," he'd chime next, facial pointed directly towards Rajat's unique location. Although new, this male's abilities had been quickly proven. Three fights the Alpha had already witnessed, all wins aside the very first against your's truly. One more and Rajat might as well be named a Champion. Silk, on the other hand, also garnered attention from Roman. But as for a promotion? Not yet... "Eef dat persistence continues, you'll find yourzelf ascending in no time." An approving nod of Roman's skull was offered thereafter, hopeing that she took his words as a compliment, something 'up-lifting'.. and not the opposite. If Vlad were to want to take the she-wolf as a bride, or a simple sexual release, so be it. A wiggle of invisible brows, towards the beloved Beta, said that this was 'highly' approved of. To Mercy, well.. her estrus hadn't been noticed yet... .. "We'll stop here," he'd finally continue, chin finding a bold rise. "Further injury is not required." Couldn't have all his wolves looking weakened. What would that say of their pack as a whole? 0 players like this post! Like? |
