Post by Akante on Feb 1, 2012 1:29:04 GMT -5
Sasuke said:
“ Fate always leads me back here…”
Blood red eyes shut slowly, and eyebrows furrowed accompanied by a loud snort. Sasuke refused to believe his navigating skills were less than precise. Choosing to blame ‘fate’ rather than himself for having gone in circles for a few days now. Once more he pressed a paw into this soft rainforest territory. Everything as silent as the other times he had passed through. He could see his own paw prints imprinted into the ground and angrily he snarled and clawed at them. The only other option was to venture elsewhere, somewhere where his paw steps did not linger. Yes.
Thinking his plan was fool proof, Sasuke set off deeper into the dead silence. The Shrubs around his heavy paws shuffled and startled him from time to time, but no more than an ear twitch came from him. He donned quit the poker face when it came to fear. It was bred into him not to show it, but having lost his way, and his family…somewhere deep inside…he was afraid. Afraid of the bugs, with their clicking noises, and the leaves rustling and sending droplets to pummel his pelt. This was no where he wanted to drop for the night, or drop dead either. There was no living thing here that he could see, only hear. Who knew what creatures of his imagination could spawn on the spot and make a meal of him. It had been a long time since he'd felt like this, like a scared puppy ready to run back to his mothers belly. Get a grip, Sasuke. The voice in his head was louder than the cries in his heart. Get a grip and grow a pair. He gulped down all these childish feelings and proceeded down the path unknown.
He ventured with his head held low, but his height was still a dead give away. When he had first started his journey, he had been but a yearling, now at almost 2 years old, he had built himself up nicely. Muscle replaced flab and stilted legs were replaced with sturdy beams. Phyically, he could go on without need of rest or respite. The only thing that stopped him in his tracks…was the smell...
The Smell of blood mingled with the smell of urine, the smell of others..perhaps? He couldn’t tell, it was all like a nasty cocktail of the worlds most frightening stenches. It was like a wall had suddenly appeared in front of his nose. Instinct told him to go no farther...
His ears swiveled like a deer having heard a Hunter. Was that a twig snap? Was it his mind? There! Another sound from his other flank. Sasuke spun on the spot, lips raised at virtually nothing. He was getting jittery, he was losing his facade.
“ Who goes there? “
His warm eyes drifted left and right, up but not down...
The said:
The night was made for wolves like her. Shadows draped over the already dark pelt like a black veil as Marou made her rounds through the first ring, and if anyone dared to solely depend on their vision in order to spot her they’d be hard pressed to see any trace of her now.
Searching for potential slaves had always been a bit easy. From the moment she’d first been given the task she’d found that there was no real challenge in the occupation at all. A few small promises, or lackluster lies and they would become hers, at least until she handed them over. That was the game. It was a sport which she took no pleasure in, but it was her job to play, and the dire would keep playing until she was told to do otherwise. And tonight she found her new opponent wondering around where he didn’t belong just like all the rest before him.
Marou could see him, and it would appear as though he could not see her. It was just one more advantage that she had over the other.
Lagging back she remained hidden, taking the opportunity to quietly observe her target. Even in the darkness her golden eyes took in all that they could while her nose stole whiff after whiff of his scent. This wolf was male and this wolf was tall. Those were the two things that matter the most to the female. Though she had no intention of fighting in the first place before, the idea of taking him on now was completely out of the question. No. She would have to be very delicate with this one.
Rocking on her paws restlessly, Marou mulled over the situation for a moment before acting. Then, with her plan fixed in her mind, Marou moved, bringing a forepaw down roughly to snap a branch beneath her toes. It had the intended effect, though no ounce of satisfaction showed on the girls face.
Again she made a noise, once more sending the male into a tizzy. This time he spoke. “ Who goes there?” That was her cue, and slowly but confidently she moved to where he could see her. “I believe I should be asking you that question,” was her calm answer before smiling meekly. “Don’t worry boy. I mean you no harm. There’s no need to be frightened.” And perhaps that was true enough, at least on the outside it seemed to be. Marou was the last thing that this male needed to be frightened of.
Hysteria said:
[[ you asked for it, so here's hyss. XP ]]
Lately the borders had been quite monotonous. Everytime the she-wolf had crossed over a potentially exciting situation, the opportunity had already been snagged by another Sentry or Howl. And so each of those times she'd huff off, turning away without a second thought as she continued her patrol of the first ring. How could such an honorable and important job become so boring? With a scowl plastered onto her black maw, golden eyes flared as the timber mutt continued with her curt pace through the thick jungles. While it wasn't unusual for this wolf to feel aggrivated or upset, even she knew that today was more off than usual. With the skys beyond the dense canopies growing darker, and the air growing heavier, the Sentry was almost ready to call it a night. The tempting thoughts of returning to her cavern within the volcano, of climbing up her knotted tree to that sanctuary that only few knew of... it was all too alluring. But as the night gurgled on, the forest songs chiming through the trees and shrubs, there was a moment's hesitation brought unto the creature.
And that moment made all the difference.
In an instant, a snapping of a twig or something caught the Sentry's attention. As her auds swivelled, her eyes widened, and her muscles tensed, the female wasted absolutely no time in whirling around as she set off for the source of the clamor. She would not give up this opportunity, and no one could take it from her. As much as she might rather wish to rest for the remainder of the night, the promise of a little game proved to be more enticing. Barreling past the shrubs and heavy leaves was no problem for the muscular mutt, and though she wasn't the largest of the Saboran bunch, she knew damn well how to throw her weight around. "Who goes there?" Words uttered from fear could be heard as her paws pulled her closer and closer, though still out of eyesight just yet. Her lungs heaved, her jaws parting as she huffed her breaths, and Hyss would make a grand fucking entrance. As always.
"I mean you no harm. There’s no need to be frightened.”
It was then that the timber mutt drove within a few yards of the little tea party, and if the darkened Howl could see the look on Hyss's face, that beaming grin would light up the jungles. Storming in like a bull in a chinaship, the Sentry raced past her packmate, her bold eyes glaring intently on the male ahead of her. His size made no difference, and so she launched herself to the side of him. Her swift speed would prove to be an advantage, and hopefully would limit his response time - if there was any time given. As her body flew past the side of his, she'd slam her forepaws into the ground, whirling her rear side around so that she faced the left side of his torso. And there she'd throw herself right into him, her venomous words hissing, "I do!" That other bitch might be kind, but anyone who knew this creature would know better than to expect anything but fear from her. As her body lunged towards his, she opened her maw wide, her jaws ready to clamp shut just behind his elbow joint, on that soft and sensitive muscle. If she managed, her teeth would shut tight while her body flung itself underneath his body. While this was a risky move, she'd take it and aim to claw his underside, leaving scars where she could.
She loved this game...
Sasuke said:
His mind was still switched into defense mood, regardless of the females appearance. Quickly he ate up all the information he could. Pitch black, female, smaller, lighter.
“I believe I should be asking you that question,”
A smile. Meant in honesty or meant for deception?
“Don’t worry boy. I mean you no harm. There’s no need to be frightened.”
He could have easily retaliated with the lie that he wasn't frightened, but that was childish. Let her think what she wanted. Now that he had her in his sights, he breathed in her scent, locked onto her like a hawk on a mouse. He would take no chances with anyone in a jungle as thick as this. But the threat of attack would not come from the raven pelted girl. In meer seconds, another had arrived, one with more sinister intentions. Sasuke's mind snapped from black to white as he braced himself for impact. Lips raised over ivory fangs, deep rumbles escaping his throat. She did not come at him dead on, instead she choose to slip into his side. Very clever.
"I do!" The words were barely audible in his adrenaline rush. His body shook with energy that was screaming for him to move. He saw what was coming, and the seconds it took for comprehension to happen would make or break him. Not necessarily moving ,moreso flopping, he kicked off to the sides with his full body weight, intended to put as much space in between himself and the bitch as possible. He tumbled a bit, paws kicking up whatever dry dirt there was. He kept backing up, rump bumping into tree stumps and making him want to look back. But he could.not. He would not let the two out of his sight.
The only words that raced through his mind were What are you doing? What the fuck was that? " Back! " He demanded. Yes, demanded. It was still unknown to him why she would leap at him rather than listen. Why the other wolf stood idly on the sidelines in the corner of his eye. If the yin and yang colored one chose to advance on him he'd lunge to another side, sadly, only making his way deeper into Saboro. Only being able to postpone capture for so long.
All was inevitable, but Sasuke would not be herded like a sheep. He was a ram, and he'd do as much damage as possible.
The said:
As the foreign beast turned to face her, Marou stood ready to work her magic, but before words could be exchanged between either wolf the black dire felt a gust of wind rush past her. The sentry’s actions were less than appreciated to say the least. Her golden eyes threatened to roll at the whole boorish display, and she was suddenly (and unfortunately) reminded of another wolf that’d been just as much of a brute. Yes, even if her face didn’t show it too clearly Marou was somewhat irritated by this bitch’s sudden appearance, however, as much as she disliked the situation Marou would still try to accomplish what she set out to do.
‘Perhaps,’ she thought as the timber mix shouted. ‘I could use this to my advantage.’ If the sentry wished to “assist” then who was Marou to stop her. Now that there was another participant to this game violence wasn’t so out of the question anymore. As the howl watched the male back up further into their territory a mischievous glint filled her eyes. She still had the home field advantage, that hadn’t change. And though this intruder ordered them to stay away, he was in no possession to make any demands.
For now the she wolf would bide her time. The other female could do what she pleased but Marou would continue to stand there patiently, and once the male became preoccupied with dodging, or attacking, or being attacked she would sink into the darkness, wrap around him and strike. She need only wait for the perfect moment. She’d be dragging him into Saboro soon enough.
Granted, ambushing this wolf from the shadows wasn’t really fair, but there was nothing really honorable about what Marou did anyway. She had a heart, but kindness was not something that she gave out often, and this wolf…well…he was nothing special.
Hysteria said:
[[ so sorry for the wait. :c ]]
Those brief moments where one's target realizes the imminent danger are precious.
As the female hurled herself towards her victim, her fangs just begging for some flesh, she watched in hyperspeed as the brute finally noticed, last second, of what was falling onto his plate. The shock, the confusion, it fueled the Sentry was she snapped her jaws shut. But disappointment settled in as she felt nothing but jungle air and her own saliva in her mouth. A grunted snarl gurgled in her throat as she skidded, or kind of stumbled, forward, pushing the brute further and further back. His footing was horrible, and the timber mutt only felt it necessary to help him out. As he shuffled back in the most unorthodox manner, she would snap her jaws again and again, aiming just in front of his belly, his legs, his paws. She would push him back, just waiting for that moment where he'd fumble and fall over, now completely helpless against the voracious bitch.
"Back!"
Those growls thundered and viciously grew in volume. How fucking dare you command me!
But as she waited, her heartbeats thudding in her chest, her eyes would widen in astounding disappointment as the male hurled himself to the side, sloppily catching his balance as he aimed to run further into the territory. To escape? Ah, dear boy, you're screwed either way. There is no escape.
Hysteria refused to let the bastard get too far before she set out in a hasty sprint, her lungs heaving, her legs working enough to power two blackbloods, or so it felt. As she slowly but surely found herself gaining upon him, her muscles burning, she found herself too focused to even growl. Perhaps that was best - save the breath for when she'd pin him down by the throat. As her mind narrowed down upon this trespasser, Hyss failed to realize that the Howl was nowhere to be seen. Oh well. As far as she was fucking concerned, she could take all the glory for herself. And as her legs carried her further, probably a good half a mile or more inside the borders, she closed in on the brute.
It'd be now that she'd move to his side a bit, speeding herself up as much as she could - which wasn't all too much, honestly - and she'd crane her neck out. In a hasty lunge, she'd try to snap her jaws shut on his left thigh, or at least some flesh around that area. If she was successful, chances were that the sudden impact would throw him off balance, or at least into some sort of shock. Making him tumble and crash had been the Sentry's goal. And if this failed, she'd continue her persuit, snapping and lunging until she would hopefully strike.
And if it struck, she'd let go instantly, allowing him to stop or fall or crash violently into the ground. And just a few seconds before he'd settle into some sort of stop, she'd leap in, her jaws aiming for any flesh on his back - if he wasn't laying on his back - where she could gain leverage. If she struck, she'd clamp down as crudely as possible, maybe even thrashing her head violently from side to side. And if the spine was unreachable? She'd aim for his legs. His wrists, his ankles. Anywhere that the bitch could make sure he would not get up again.
And if/once she'd gained a hold of his limbs, body, flesh, or bone, the Sentry would not let go... Not until she'd achieved complete dominance over the slave...
Sasuke said:
((I'm a dick~ lol))
Sasuke could hear the foot steps coming closer, somewhere from behind him, he heard no breath though. Was she far or near? He dared not look back, but his paws were slippery and thick with rainforest mud. It wouldn't be too long before he'd have to -
FWAP!
The pain was instant, his leg curling up to his groin as his toes splayed and twitched. A low pitched yelp. Searing waves of heat rolled up his left side as Hysteria's teeth dug into his flesh. His front paws lifted off the ground with the sudden force being applied to his behind, sending him barreling forward. Just as quick as her teeth had met their mark, the female released. Sasuke's body, with his leg still curled up to his side tightly, rolled a good 3 to 4 feet before falling flat on his side.
He thought he'd have time to regain his balance, but no. Sasuke could barely kick with his good leg, pushing on the moist ground when the bitch came on top of him. She could not snap at his back, but her jaws met flesh once again on his forearm, and further down on his wrists. With her mouth wrapped around one of his delicate large paws, he craned his neck to snap at her thrashing head. He needed her to stop! He aimed for whatever he could, whether that meant an ear or an eye. He kept snapping and digging the only other good arm he had into the ground to lift himself.
Out of instinct, he couldn't help but whimper and let out shrill whines. If he could hear himself, he would have died from just the embarrassment rather than the pain. His thoughts were only on the assailant infront of him. All thoughts of the other she wolf were wiped clean from his mind. Everything was a blur of pain and black and white. This female was not going to let go, no matter what Sasuke could grab a hold of. So whether or not he did manage to inflict damage, he had to let go. She was bigger than he was, at his age, most wolves were. With his bad nutrition and his bad training. He knew deep down that he was no match. If she had wanted to eat him, she would have started already, as Sasuke's body fell limp on his side once more. His teeth were still bared, ears pulled back to his skull. His red and black swirled eyes pushed to the corners to keep an eye on her.
His ribbed sides fell rapidly up and down, but no more whimpers came. What would he do now? He attempted to move his toes, they worked fine. When he attempted to stretch his leg, another wave of pain came. He would be unable to use it. But it would heal, but how would he get out of here? How!? HOW!?!
The said:
[ooc: lol, so am I. Sorry for the wait.]
He wouldn’t get out. Not any time soon, perhaps never.
From the back Marou watched the whole event as the younger male was shoved to the ground. He rolled like a ragdoll for a good few seconds before coming to a stop, only to have Hysteria’s teeth at him once more. That time she grabbed hold of a wrist and she refused to let go. Oh yes, the boy did protest, and whine, and try to bite at the other female but it was of no use. He must have realized it too. His more violent movements came to a halt and that was when Marou sprang from her hiding place.
The black wolf raced forward at top speed knowing fully what she was aiming for. This male would feel immense pain later on if she succeeded. Jaws opened wide in order to grab the flesh around the victims face, and if she was able to do so (which was likely since Hysteria had him pined) Marou would slam his head down with all her might, putting all her strength into the blow in order to knock him out using the hard ground.
He was as good as done. If that attack didn’t work for some reason, Marou would try to grab onto his throat instead, depriving him of oxygen till he passed out.