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All Welcome Why do you leave me so alone?
Posted 01-02-2018, 06:27 PM |
Null
Rogue Wolf
Female, 4.00
Ectomorph
34 in, 82 lbs
0 ep
© Mkohy

Her head hurt, always had and always would, but she didn't mind anymore. Abandoned in an unknown land, she wanted her masters. How could they leave her for so long? She had always done as she was told, always obeyed? Why was she left to rot alone? She wanted them to come, to see her and ask for her to do as they told. That's all. She wasn't asking much, was she? She fell to the ground, spring falling anew. Another year all alone, she cried, head lowered into her ball, she cried. So alone, all alone.

She was a ball. A ball of sadness and grieving. Null knew no one and wanted to know none. What was the point? She had searched and searched but only could hear whisper of a few Frei who she could not find. She should just die there, cry her way to death, slow and painfully. She deserved it. She did. Why else would they leave if she didn't deserve it? Any attention, any at all she would praise from the Frei.
She just wanted to be loved and with a last effort she let out a howl, begging.

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Posted 01-02-2018, 07:11 PM |
Sengen
Rogue
Male, 5
Meso-fighter
35 in, 120 lbs
0 ep
© tiga
familiar -- this place, the ache in his feet from walking such a distance, the odd sense of the air quieting in wait around him. pain, focusing and intentful, flares in the sinew of his long limbs, but the hesitation of the world does not shake. auspicious. crossing himself, stifling a sympathetic noise to the groan of his limbs. after all, there is still more to be done.

the gauzy black matter of the man's lash moves in lazy flutters as he strolls the thin shade of the serene; his too-dark eyes are intoxicated, drunk on the sight, ears raw with the sounds. body just a conduit for god's wonders, yet only in his exhaustion and torture does he truly appreciate it. all the blades of grass bow to him, wind singing a an aria in the voice of his dam -- even men of war could dream of home.

every step among the blowsy flowers draws from amidst his sharp thoughts recollections of falling stars and heathen gods, unshaken even by the distant voice of a plaintive girl. ( he did not always think with his brain, but he doubted he had strength to do much more than walk and think on this particular day. ) even with his grand disdain of such frivilous, he cannot help but wonder at their occurance. with some amusement, the man finds himself looking for remnants of that glittering dust, nose pressed among the roots until it snagges on a familiarity.

it was not the trace of divinity he had found.

he comes upon the snivelling girl with little surprise -- it must have been she he had heard, her melancholy voice drifting across the grass. she is an inkling soon sealed as he leans over, lids tight around those galactic eyes. there was the single puncture mark of possession. teeth lay bare in a thin smile, sterling behind the softness of those rosey lips. 'was ist denn los, liebchen?' ( what's the matter, darling? )

Null



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Posted 01-02-2018, 08:21 PM |
Null
Rogue Wolf
Female, 4.00
Ectomorph
34 in, 82 lbs
0 ep
© Mkohy

She can't help it, curling herself closer together, whimpering and shuddering. It didn't work... Did it? Her ears perked, she heard someone approach but refused to raise her head. It couldn't be one of them, they all left her... Why did they leave? Null curled tighter and let out a whine. He said something to her but she was too busy moping to realize he had spoken in german. She just scowled, and nuzzled her head into herself before having her ears flick up again once realization had finally dawned on her and she peaked up to look at the voice. "Jeder hat mich verlassen..." I'm all alone... She finally allowed herself out of the ball and peered up at the man, her eyes ducked down avoiding him as much as possible. Now confused and lost, who was he? Was he a Frei? He spoke german. ''
Warum bin ich allein gelassen worden? Ich habe Schwierigkeiten nie verursacht...
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Posted 01-12-2018, 08:36 AM |
Sengen
Rogue
Male, 5
Meso-fighter
35 in, 120 lbs
0 ep
© tiga
'wie konnten sie etwas so Dummes tun?'( how could they do something so stupid? ) brumal words from hisfeather-soft lips, laudanum, poison in honey'd wine that spill from carnivorous teeth and the gentle lash of a rosy tongue. those fringed eyes narrow in scorn, in a vague sense of annoyance at the mess that his cousins have left in their wake. only the black-hole darkness of his pupils remain, barely distinguishable from their sapphiric frames.

'es tut mir leid.' ( i'm sorry. ) the contoured shoulders tense and shift under the burden of his own exertions-- in leaning down, blood runs sluggishly to his head. dark spots dance across that pale little girl, the thrum of his own pulse murmuring beneath their shared words. ' ich wusste gar nicht.' ( i didn't know. ) he hopes the truthfulness of those words is clear to see. you didn't come when i called. but those are events that are a million miles away-- when he had found their dens empty, his cousins gone, the family scattered to the wind all in a matter of months. kruez, his schildmädchen, his second face, no more than a dream. their expedition nothing but a whisper in time.

'willst du mitkommen?' ( will you come with me? )

Null



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