Post by Lonestar on Apr 13, 2014 19:44:41 GMT -5
Enkou~Emerald blades had overgrown themselves and were now bowing to the path that cut through their midst; a suitable arrangement for the fiery monarch that tread without the slightest trepidation along that packed sod. Tashili was as good as a seasonal home to this brujo, and never would he feel unwelcome. However, it wasn't bloodlines that drew him thither this time. Smirk curled the emperor's cheek, crooked as always, the trademark smirk. This path led to the central den of Kyuubi's pack; perhaps she'd spite him for his quest. However, taking a pack member into his own domain didn't necessarily mean that particular individual couldn't be of both packs. Nares tapped the earth, detecting faint traces of the mahogany alphaess indigenous. A gentle slope lead to the top of a slight ridge, overlooking a nearby meadow. With powerful purpose the czar ascended the ridge, presiding over these lands with inborn ruler ship. Keen golden cocks traced every nook and cranny before it was decided to proceed with something that had been unaccomplished in years. Audits lay back against skull, which tipped to the heavens in a very swift motion as shutters sealed voids. A low, proud, savagely handsome call resonated from the king's throat, a howl, the first in so long that none alive would recognize it except perhaps Peroxide or his siblings. However, there would be no mistaking that clarion dialect, the summons dictated upon the landscape. The gifted sound waves settled into the terrain, each particle seeming to vibrate with reserved energy, even when echoes died away. Snout slowly lowered, then snapped to attention, listening for a reply and watching the lands below with expectant mind. The caesar had called for none other than the wood-hued betaess, that vixen that had eluded his charm oh so many years ago when the rogue had first come upon this little pack nestled away in the border of society. Forza... Mind called, as if to a child that had gone to hide in a game of hide and seek. Taunting, singsong, perfectly contained within only his mind. Matching grin toyed upon charcoal muzzle, though laced with soft, fine silver hairs. Nine seasons had been too kind to the monarch, and here, this was the height of his power, just before tissues began wearing, while knowledge could still be executed with utmost agility. Now he was to be most feared, most despised, yet this mission had nothing to do with destruction or refusal- he hoped. It was unlike the chief to ever be unsteady in mind or body, yet here it was apparent to a good friend that what resembled nervousness pressed his irises into tight spheres. Still, he scanned, the echoes of the first howl released in near five years still rebounding in the nature of the landscape around, though no longer in pure sound.
Forza- -Calm winds billow all around the terra, catching the newly greened reeds and causing them to dance over the lands, the laughter resounding as each blade brushed up against another, the delight of the season seeping into their atoms from the thick ray of light that shone down upon them. Stretched out to the side of these vegetation lay a dull brown path, its surface worn from obvious constant travel. There, where the trail meets rock, stood an auburn tinted dame, her pelt swaying in time with the grasses beside her and sharing in their happiness. Golden optics shown with a strangely youthful light, the atmosphere of summer finding its way into the six year old essa despite the past troubles that visited her in times of solitude much like the one she relished in today. Soft almost inaudible padders begin, the lengthy strides taking the varg down the road and into the forest at its other end, shadows engulfing her bodice the moment mittens step into the trees. Pace increases to a comfortable canter, framework settling into an easy rocking motion while lips pulled back in a smile and jaws parted, pink dangling from the side of her mouth causing saliva to fall and splotch the ground. No thought was given to this as the lane was already covered in her DNA from years of abuse. This was the way the lady went to clear her thoughts: her escape from the world that surrounded her. Any who sought her out could find the vixen on this route without any trouble as it wound around almost the entire lands, dumping out of the wood nearest to the backside of the main dens. Her trip along its winding path was almost to the halfway point when a loud, calling song caught the maiden's attention and caused an abrupt stop, harks pricking to catch the tune before it drifted to a close. Immediately the fea turned back to her occupation and started out, but this time at a run, fronts reaching for soil to fling behind them and formation lowered to the earth. There was no question of who called for the fatal already knew. Even if such a howl hadn't escaped the drake's lips in many years, there was no mistaking the vocals of Enkou. Efficiently, the rest of the drive was finished up, acceleration only dropping as the rock formation of the dens were caught by alert pools. Ribs heaved as leggings broke down into a walk, gloves easily finding the hidden path that led up the hill and eventually leveled off to the left of her tree. As chest emerged from the stones, gaze tilts upward automatically, pair settling upon the fiery baron that positioned himself atop the lookout ledge. Torso and hindquarters quickly joined front half upon the first floor and it was there that motion ceased, liquids watching the lord above her. "Enkou." His name is uttered, a sort of passive tone taking over the syllables as they come forth, suppressing the lass's curiosity as to why she was called and also the feeling the fem held for the male.
Enkou~Limbs stiffened slightly as the monarch braced himself upon the pedestal for royalty. This announcement was perhaps not something the lass would want to hear, but she was the first he would entrust with this knowledge. Audits flickered, gathering the soft whispers of creatures as a wolf tread through their midst. gaze swayed neither to the side nor up and down, but affixed on some invisible point straight ahead, until the lass had seated herself before him. Then, golden gaze swept down to take in her form, knowing she was the only one here. The call had made it clear only Forza had been summoned. Maw parted as if to speak; then snapped shut again, a long sigh drawn out through velvet black nares. With a smooth motion, he stepped toward the edge of the knoll, sliding down the front and bounding gracefully to land in front of the betaess. Forza. He began, and though he attempted to restrain it, pride flourished in his tone, unmindful of emotions of others for the sheer thrill of announcing this event! My son is born. Mezzet. I will bring him to Tashili soon, that he may meet my friends. A broad grin stretched the length of his muzzle, father-like delight causing plume to wave. Yes, the assassin, the malicious, demon of Carnage was reduced to no more than an overjoyed father. Such was his joy currently, but he had met the youth, and was caring for him even now, coming to Tashili to make sure all would be well with his health when the lad arrived. And, of course, hunting meat for Mezzet. Golden eyes were afire with sprightly youth, and an almost playful electricity had hold of the czar. Please, Forza, I ask you aid me in his raising... If it is all right with Mezzet. It wouldn't do for him to grow without a mother-like figure. The blissful delight was numbed somewhat as words reminded of Peroxide, his past love, departed. Yet this news could not be silenced long- his choice had been to tell Forza first, and hopefully, within a few weeks, it would spread like wildfire. The Head of Malicious was prepared for whatever attempts may come to murder his son, and was overly cautious- after all, he was prestigious, known for capturing hearts of faes, and their mates were unapproving to a point of hatred. now, however, they had some way to lash out- Enkou had a weak point. It would take his greatest friends to rally around the defense of this still young pup. Until the tyke could fend for himself, that is... Ah, such worries ran through his head, with such strange emotion! What a pitiful drake he had become, but still as ruthless as ever. If any dared threaten his family, they would find out just how much more cunning the emperor had become!
Forza- -Surface remained calm as topaz depths continued to watch the drake, but underneath, nerves were on edge for the reason as to why the beast had been called here was unknown. There were many things of which Enkou could be informing her and all of them were just as likely as the next. Still, the essa fought to not jump to conclusions. Patience, a virtue she valued highly within herself, seeming to have misplaced its job and taken a break. Then, learned mind was able to grasp control and a single word was sent throughout the maiden; Enough! All quieted and finally the ability to hear herself think returned, a small triumphant rise within auburn plated cranium noting the end to all fidgeting. A frown was cast up towards the duke as he seemed to want to speak, but however exchanged the words for a sigh. Pair followed him as framework dropped from the peak and landed lightly before her, the urge to back away from the close proximity suppressed as harks perked to hear masculine syllables. The undertone of pride left a soft puzzlement planted within the vixen as the knight spoke her name then paused, obviously struggling with some intense emotion that raged inside. Features remained attentive, however, the damsel easily hiding the constant changes in feeling from the varg standing before her. Simple, joyful smile was allowed to spread slowly across ivory littered guise at the pure elation the baron expressed to having a son. Of coarse this news was immeasurable! Phenomenal! To have a family was one of the greatest comforts the duchess had yet to forget. Why should she hide her merriment for the lord to have found what the dame held so high in regard? Utterances gathered at the back of her throat to emit, but were held back as it was apparent the other had more to say. Glee filled gems danced at the czar, noting the sudden youth he had gained and excitement the coursed through his veins. The ever waiting being continued to do so until all vocals had left the male's cavern before jowls parted in return, retort flowing readily from tattooed lips. That is wonderful Enkou. I am overjoyed for you and await meeting your son with the upmost enthusiasm. Lyrics hesitated as brain mulled over the last sentence the monarch had released, slight hope unfurling in beating organ before she pushed away the emotion, forcing self to seem like an intelligent creature before her alphaess's sibling. It would be my pleasure to assist you with Mezzet if the youngling so accepts me. Pause again followed as continued curiosity rose, tape roaming over maw nervously as goldens meet his, debating whether to bring up the harmful subject of the adolescents’ mother whom the betaess could only guess was Peroxide. Any encounters between the noble and his once mate were none of her concern, yet Forza could not help but wonder if the coal robed queen would come to see her son. If in that case, the russet fatal would have to be care with how close she allowed herself to get to the youth, knowing that such affection could bring later horrors into the pup's life that fem wished not for him to have to endure. My apologizes for bringing such a subject up and I know it is nothing of my concern, but I wish to ask if Peroxide shall be visiting more often now to observe the growth of your son. Timidly, liquids jumped to his, watching carefully for any sign of restricted access to the issue, ready to dismiss the possibly blasphemous question that had just been asked by her helplessly foolish meddlesome self.
Forza- -Calm winds billow all around the terra, catching the newly greened reeds and causing them to dance over the lands, the laughter resounding as each blade brushed up against another, the delight of the season seeping into their atoms from the thick ray of light that shone down upon them. Stretched out to the side of these vegetation lay a dull brown path, its surface worn from obvious constant travel. There, where the trail meets rock, stood an auburn tinted dame, her pelt swaying in time with the grasses beside her and sharing in their happiness. Golden optics shown with a strangely youthful light, the atmosphere of summer finding its way into the six year old essa despite the past troubles that visited her in times of solitude much like the one she relished in today. Soft almost inaudible padders begin, the lengthy strides taking the varg down the road and into the forest at its other end, shadows engulfing her bodice the moment mittens step into the trees. Pace increases to a comfortable canter, framework settling into an easy rocking motion while lips pulled back in a smile and jaws parted, pink dangling from the side of her mouth causing saliva to fall and splotch the ground. No thought was given to this as the lane was already covered in her DNA from years of abuse. This was the way the lady went to clear her thoughts: her escape from the world that surrounded her. Any who sought her out could find the vixen on this route without any trouble as it wound around almost the entire lands, dumping out of the wood nearest to the backside of the main dens. Her trip along its winding path was almost to the halfway point when a loud, calling song caught the maiden's attention and caused an abrupt stop, harks pricking to catch the tune before it drifted to a close. Immediately the fea turned back to her occupation and started out, but this time at a run, fronts reaching for soil to fling behind them and formation lowered to the earth. There was no question of who called for the fatal already knew. Even if such a howl hadn't escaped the drake's lips in many years, there was no mistaking the vocals of Enkou. Efficiently, the rest of the drive was finished up, acceleration only dropping as the rock formation of the dens were caught by alert pools. Ribs heaved as leggings broke down into a walk, gloves easily finding the hidden path that led up the hill and eventually leveled off to the left of her tree. As chest emerged from the stones, gaze tilts upward automatically, pair settling upon the fiery baron that positioned himself atop the lookout ledge. Torso and hindquarters quickly joined front half upon the first floor and it was there that motion ceased, liquids watching the lord above her. "Enkou." His name is uttered, a sort of passive tone taking over the syllables as they come forth, suppressing the lass's curiosity as to why she was called and also the feeling the fem held for the male.
Enkou~Limbs stiffened slightly as the monarch braced himself upon the pedestal for royalty. This announcement was perhaps not something the lass would want to hear, but she was the first he would entrust with this knowledge. Audits flickered, gathering the soft whispers of creatures as a wolf tread through their midst. gaze swayed neither to the side nor up and down, but affixed on some invisible point straight ahead, until the lass had seated herself before him. Then, golden gaze swept down to take in her form, knowing she was the only one here. The call had made it clear only Forza had been summoned. Maw parted as if to speak; then snapped shut again, a long sigh drawn out through velvet black nares. With a smooth motion, he stepped toward the edge of the knoll, sliding down the front and bounding gracefully to land in front of the betaess. Forza. He began, and though he attempted to restrain it, pride flourished in his tone, unmindful of emotions of others for the sheer thrill of announcing this event! My son is born. Mezzet. I will bring him to Tashili soon, that he may meet my friends. A broad grin stretched the length of his muzzle, father-like delight causing plume to wave. Yes, the assassin, the malicious, demon of Carnage was reduced to no more than an overjoyed father. Such was his joy currently, but he had met the youth, and was caring for him even now, coming to Tashili to make sure all would be well with his health when the lad arrived. And, of course, hunting meat for Mezzet. Golden eyes were afire with sprightly youth, and an almost playful electricity had hold of the czar. Please, Forza, I ask you aid me in his raising... If it is all right with Mezzet. It wouldn't do for him to grow without a mother-like figure. The blissful delight was numbed somewhat as words reminded of Peroxide, his past love, departed. Yet this news could not be silenced long- his choice had been to tell Forza first, and hopefully, within a few weeks, it would spread like wildfire. The Head of Malicious was prepared for whatever attempts may come to murder his son, and was overly cautious- after all, he was prestigious, known for capturing hearts of faes, and their mates were unapproving to a point of hatred. now, however, they had some way to lash out- Enkou had a weak point. It would take his greatest friends to rally around the defense of this still young pup. Until the tyke could fend for himself, that is... Ah, such worries ran through his head, with such strange emotion! What a pitiful drake he had become, but still as ruthless as ever. If any dared threaten his family, they would find out just how much more cunning the emperor had become!
Forza- -Surface remained calm as topaz depths continued to watch the drake, but underneath, nerves were on edge for the reason as to why the beast had been called here was unknown. There were many things of which Enkou could be informing her and all of them were just as likely as the next. Still, the essa fought to not jump to conclusions. Patience, a virtue she valued highly within herself, seeming to have misplaced its job and taken a break. Then, learned mind was able to grasp control and a single word was sent throughout the maiden; Enough! All quieted and finally the ability to hear herself think returned, a small triumphant rise within auburn plated cranium noting the end to all fidgeting. A frown was cast up towards the duke as he seemed to want to speak, but however exchanged the words for a sigh. Pair followed him as framework dropped from the peak and landed lightly before her, the urge to back away from the close proximity suppressed as harks perked to hear masculine syllables. The undertone of pride left a soft puzzlement planted within the vixen as the knight spoke her name then paused, obviously struggling with some intense emotion that raged inside. Features remained attentive, however, the damsel easily hiding the constant changes in feeling from the varg standing before her. Simple, joyful smile was allowed to spread slowly across ivory littered guise at the pure elation the baron expressed to having a son. Of coarse this news was immeasurable! Phenomenal! To have a family was one of the greatest comforts the duchess had yet to forget. Why should she hide her merriment for the lord to have found what the dame held so high in regard? Utterances gathered at the back of her throat to emit, but were held back as it was apparent the other had more to say. Glee filled gems danced at the czar, noting the sudden youth he had gained and excitement the coursed through his veins. The ever waiting being continued to do so until all vocals had left the male's cavern before jowls parted in return, retort flowing readily from tattooed lips. That is wonderful Enkou. I am overjoyed for you and await meeting your son with the upmost enthusiasm. Lyrics hesitated as brain mulled over the last sentence the monarch had released, slight hope unfurling in beating organ before she pushed away the emotion, forcing self to seem like an intelligent creature before her alphaess's sibling. It would be my pleasure to assist you with Mezzet if the youngling so accepts me. Pause again followed as continued curiosity rose, tape roaming over maw nervously as goldens meet his, debating whether to bring up the harmful subject of the adolescents’ mother whom the betaess could only guess was Peroxide. Any encounters between the noble and his once mate were none of her concern, yet Forza could not help but wonder if the coal robed queen would come to see her son. If in that case, the russet fatal would have to be care with how close she allowed herself to get to the youth, knowing that such affection could bring later horrors into the pup's life that fem wished not for him to have to endure. My apologizes for bringing such a subject up and I know it is nothing of my concern, but I wish to ask if Peroxide shall be visiting more often now to observe the growth of your son. Timidly, liquids jumped to his, watching carefully for any sign of restricted access to the issue, ready to dismiss the possibly blasphemous question that had just been asked by her helplessly foolish meddlesome self.