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 Dream Chaser, -This is more to join my traveling party
Khaymen
Posted: Mar 27 2006, 02:03 PM


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The moon took its rightful position within the heavens above. Shadows stretched like a large paw across the lone city, the claws scraping the earthen floor. Shadows took shape from behind buildings, the old-fashioned no-faced monuments tareing at the sky in vain. The streets were baren, Nocturne seemed a darkend abyss. The glowing ivory orb within the sky seemed to shine with envy at the stars, although none of the normal nightime beauty was truley apparent. Nature, with it's vengfull ways still held a fued with the wolves of Limitless. The air brought forth a chill, this being coming to no suprise to the wandeing humans. Minless corpse like beings crawling about, some merely proped up against a abandoned wall. None ventured near the church, the abandoned church were the wolves took refuge.



His elegent form seemed to manifecst from behind the neglected lightpost, electrcity a long forgotten lugurey. The males form seemed so feline like, the canine slowly appearing as he was soaked within the light of the moon. Limbs were elongated and willowy, the legs leading four dainty paws across the packed soil below. Dust scatterd as his pads brushed the soil, the tassel tossed mindless behind his haunches. A mingled hue of cinnamon and mahagony which made the glory of his longhaired peltage, the pule thick and holding a lazy sway. Sleander snout dipped, charcoal nares flareing to withdraw scents that took flight on the nearing wind gusts. Ears pricked then swivled into a forward position, opticals shined of a light amber hue, dialted pupils swelling for the lack of sunlight. So handsome this wandering male, yet, how very fragile and emlancholy he seems. The delicate posture he took when he walked was noticable, although auds tuned for any unfamiliar noise in the distance.



The church, somehwat standing proud against all the chaotic stillness the city had to offer. Khaymen paused in mid-step, the her trekked onwards as his cranium raised slighly to scan the surroundings. Light was trapped within his twin orbs, the eyes soaking in the surround colors. Khaymens tongue was warm and welcoming to his velvet snout, the brute halted. He took seat upon his haunches, tassel twisted about his four paws as he sat poised. Mind churning, he seemed caught in some unescapable whirlwind, something he could not run from. He could not escape it, escape his destiny. Have to contiune. He appeared to be in deep thought, as usual, for this quality was within his blood. yes, Khaymen was a thinking, but he knew he was more then that...there was something planned for him.



This now decided, he stood and shook his form and took to a trot and enterd the church. A quick look told the male this was not the best of the best, no matter, he had worst, hell, this just might be quite the shelter for the time being. His limbs ached as he made his way down the aisle, form trembling as his eyes glazed over for a instant. Tassel held no pleasent wag, and those fragile paws seemed to drap with each forced step. A trek across Limitless, such a task would exhasted any creature. Following his dreams, visions, such things led him here. The wolf collapsed onto the floor, now vecoming a beautiful assemblege of limbs. Oh no, no...not now.



That voice, what was it, who was it? The sound was cool and smooth, the tone low. "Come you must Khaymen..." Again, he heard it again! His vision seemed blured, he was no longer in that cave that always was his home in the dreams. A flash overtook his sight, and the whole isle of Limitless was below him. He seemed as the eagle, soaring over the Deserts, past the countless rivers, then....then the mountains. "To the monument you may see, come, come to me..." "Who?" Enquired Khaymen, the fog was with him now, inside that darkend cave of mist. "Me, I, one of..." Said the low voice, then it was cut short. "What? You talk in riddles..." Snapped Khaymen roufly, his words not flowing kindly with the wise talk of the other. A chuckled erupted somewhere, this act made Khaymen swivel about, wildly searchinf for the one who always spoke in his dreams since he was a mere pup. "...of three" whispered the voice, as if were some long forgotted secret. "Three? The three!"

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Aruniara
Posted: Apr 15 2006, 12:37 PM


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Aren, being thwe wolf that she was, had wandered off alone. Kelsi had not spoken, and Riven seemed to hate her, so she left. Voices caused her ears to prick up with a sort of small hope that a wolf or two would be the one speaking.

Flitting her tail, she crossed the small path of rubble in which she waded, her silvery eyes glinting in the small amount of light. A flake of snow hit her nose, and she brushed it violently away with a cut and bleeding paw. The shatteed pieces of glass weren't the best things in her life right now.

As she walked closer, the femme's silent movement almost catlike, she could make out voices, but no clue as to what it was saying. "Hello?" she called out in the dark, her voice just as silver as her eyes and bits of her fur. Large padded feet moved their way quietly through even more trash at a door, in a bulding she could never regocnize. But the wolven scent was too much to ignore, and she boldly stepped into the building. If there had been light, she could have seen the bloody trail her cut paws were making. A red line for enemies to follow.

She growled, nares filling with a wolf's pungent odor. She stepped in deeper, making out a shadow with her dialated pupils. She, in spite of her delirous joy at being near another wolf, growled. "Who are you?" she barked out, a lick of fear mingled with anger in her voice. Why? She hadn't the slightest idea for she felt neither. Or thought she didn't. Damn this cold! It was numbing even her emotions from her. She creeped closer, a broken bottle shifting as she slid painfully on it, a loud crack causing her to cringe from the sound. She hated being heard before hearing the other. Her proud, confident canter had been excrutiatingly sent to a painful flitting of steps.
Khaymen
Posted: May 1 2006, 09:21 AM


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(( I would love to reply, but, your wolf did not even respond to mine. But, it just seems I typed that long intro. just for nothing, ya know? Not to be rude, but, can you edit yours a little please? Just so I have something to post too...))
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Posted: May 1 2006, 06:04 PM


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[I will-she DID say 'hello' to the dark. maybe your wolf heard?...
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Posted: May 1 2006, 06:22 PM


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made it betters! ^^


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