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Private Dynasty decapitated
Posted 02-11-2018, 08:58 AM |
Krähe
Rogue Wolf
Female, 3.0
Ectomorph
40 in, 100 lbs
0 ep
© Wyld

Dissatisfaction festered within her breast, with what the little crow had learned from the badger marked women; did not bode well for the family, much less those that remained. Her rising ire would not be unleashed yet, not until the whole story laid before her paws. A sudden eruption of hot, steaming water caught those questing eyes, briefly before moving on; those paws lead the lean form forward in thought black lips pressing into a line. The others had to be found, summoned and spoken to -- this could take days, weeks or even longer depending on just how fast they responded. Those that failed to respond in a appropriate time frame..were bound to face some consequences. For the moment, the crimson dame simply wandered; ears and senses on the alert while that mind dwelled.

“”
Sengen




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Posted 02-12-2018, 03:50 PM | This post was last modified: 02-12-2018, 03:51 PM by Sengen
Sengen
Rogue
Male, 5.25
Meso-fighter
35 in, 120 lbs
0 ep
© tiga
but rock and roll's dead, mama; a simple recon- he doubted the prospects of those dank little burrows the previous invasion may have left. perhaps it would be a start. given, the population count was low -- but that was nothing that couldn't be fixed with stahli on his arm and a sly suggestion or two between his wingwoman and their prospect. he is not young anymore, and nor is he naive. the road ahead - to rebuilding even the very foundations of the empire envisioned by his forefathers - was a gruelling trek. but he could hope, and he could pray, and he could work as hard as his emancipated mother had told him to. blood, sweat and tears.

casual elegance sheathes the brute's sinew'd form, a pervading sense of opulence despite the mud that gloves his limbs to the elbows, crackling across carmine knuckles like the skin of a crocodile. the stride that weaves the frei man among the mist holds that tricksy confidence that has always defined him -- they had not beaten the spirit out of him as a child, and they were even less likely to break him as a man. with a flicker of one tall ear, he catches the bursting of a geyser in the near distance, sapphiric eyes peering through the thickening steam at the catch of something bloody crimson.

the low chuff of a greeting is voiced without pause. he has no fear for beasts in the fog.

Krähe



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Posted 02-12-2018, 03:58 PM |
Krähe
Rogue Wolf
Female, 3.0
Ectomorph
40 in, 100 lbs
0 ep
© Wyld

A soft sighes escaped her lips, threatening to stop. Ears flicker at the sounds of bursting water and yet it was ignore as those brows knitted into a frown; just how one of their own could allow their family to fall to such a tattered state was inexcusable. A growl rumbled in her chest, threatening to break free of it's cold, iron cage. Yet her thoughts were pulled away at the call of another; peering through the mist as that form turned to see just whom was calling her forth did those eyes narrow upon the male. “You look familiar.” His description rather, of what had been told by another, yet she couldn't place him just yet. Perhaps some time speaking to this one; “What is your calling?” Maybe he was the one she was looking for, then again maybe not.

“”
Sengen




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Posted 02-12-2018, 05:32 PM |
Sengen
Rogue
Male, 5.25
Meso-fighter
35 in, 120 lbs
0 ep
© tiga
'sengen.' gritty with the accent of the language of its origin, as it was meant to be. those thickly mantled shoulders slide through the mist with a predator's ease, dark as raven wings. he sways forwards on those lithe, dancer's limbs, corded muscle and packed lipids a'twitch. 'and yours?' a chivalrous tip of the head to the lady as he navigates around a softly steaming pool of water. marooned in the fragrant blankness of the frog, it seems as if they are two alone in the world, all but for the crimson-tinted shadows that swim dimly across the water's surface, half hidden beneath veils of white. finally, the man would draw to a halt only a few body lengths away from the stranger, vapour coiling from his lips like dragon's breath as he observes her with those coy eyes. a whole universe spangled beneath those coal dark lashes, yet for a moment they are misted over with the flat white of their surroundings, pale like milky cataracts.

Krähe



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Posted 02-12-2018, 05:53 PM |
Krähe
Rogue Wolf
Female, 3.0
Ectomorph
40 in, 100 lbs
0 ep
© Wyld

A name is given without a last, only to allow a brow rise in silent question. Yet the accent was unmistakable -- was he of the family or simply one that hailed from the lands? “Krähe Frei.” No reason to hide her name nor the last, but this would tell the little crow if this one knew of their name or were of their kin. Alas nothing more was said as that gaze remained upon him, that mind churning upon it's thoughts. Was this the one she sought, the one the fiery crow was going to unleash her ire upon? No doubt words needed to be traded, speak of the mutiny find it's truth as to what had caused it..

“”
Sengen




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Posted 02-13-2018, 07:34 PM |
Sengen
Rogue
Male, 5.25
Meso-fighter
35 in, 120 lbs
0 ep
© tiga
a small increment of his skull, locks falling across the sleek plane of the man's brow as curiosity melds among the subtle stalwartness of his posture. 'greetings then, cousin.' those rosé lips rise crookedly along one cheek, a widow-making, lady-killer smile. yet, the universe of those navy eyes spins in its distant intricacy, a study of hidden faccets, raw but not unguarded.

'have you been alone for long?' which line are you from. he is not so well versed in their physignonomy that he can guess at her progenitors, but she doesn't posses the alienated, misty quality of some, nor is the woman an example of the grotesque physicallity that other blood had spawned.

Krähe



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Posted 02-13-2018, 07:50 PM | This post was last modified: 02-13-2018, 07:50 PM by Krähe
Krähe
Rogue Wolf
Female, 3.0
Ectomorph
40 in, 100 lbs
0 ep
© Wyld

Ears flicked briefly, once he called her cousin; which was likely true. There was no telling where they were on the family tree, much less so far a part. Still, she wondered was he the one she was looking for..or was he just one of the scattered members? A soft hum escaped her lips upon the thoughts, no question was asked; for the moment. A question rose from one, one with a hidden meaning; a simple blink was given as that head titled downward slightly; eyeing Sengen in silent question.

“About a year; I came here once hearing of the families...misfortunes.” The fiery crow would say; those paws lead her forth; cutting the distance to about a wolf length away. “Are there any others here?” The more she knew, the better, the more family that was here would only strengthen their presence and yet they had to begin rebuilding their empire a new.

Sengen




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