The huge white brute of a wolf with the odd grass green markings on his body moved through the gully. This was to be his home now that Blade was gone. It was an odd thing to see him and another stallion, a black horse with blood hued markings walking together, a thing they would never have done in Blade's presence.
The wolf was Soul Render, a poison wolf. The stallion Soulless Demon, a horse who knew no boundaries.
Remus approached, a glint in his red orbs. "Hello...wolf," he said and chuckled darkly "it seems a few have left Blade's lands for these...darker places."
Radu appeared, his large paws thumping onto the ground as his eyes darted in every direction. He spoke quietly to himself, muttering and hissing words before he finally paused before Remus and kneaded the dirt before him. "Where are the girls?"
Remus chuckled shaking his furry head and glared at the new wolf. "You must prove your worth." The dark wolf hissed, throwing himself at the brute and was quickly thrown to the ground by the fire god. "Good, but don't try that again."
Remus eyed the other brute, waiting for him to speak.
A she-wolf with a black pelt padded softly into the land. Her luminous sapphire eyes glittered like diamonds – and just as hard. Paws thumped lightly onto the earth as she lifted her head, scenting the air for the only wolf she knew here - Soul Render. She had not fought on the side of Blade, and neither had she fought against him. To her, it was too soon to tell which side would benefit her most. And just as well she didn’t. Look what had happened to him.
The scents of a few brutes reached her nares and Opal growled softly to herself, moving faster, claws sinking into the earth, leaving deep scars as she stopped before the wolves, ears flattened warily as she bared her teeth, moving forward slowly. She watched them warily, reading to fight or flee as the situation demanded.
He snarled. "I am Soul Render, the poison master. I seek no challenge against any of you." He turned his head to look at Opal. "Opal and I travelled here together, to get away from Blade and the rest of his kind, though I know there will be horses here eventually. We have nothing to do with them any more."
The brute snorted rudely, a deep chuckle rumbling though his chest. "How sweet, he has a mate," he scoffed, eyeing the black pelted fae. "She better be thick with pups by the end of the season," he growled to Soul Render "If not, she's mine." Remus was king here, almost more so then his nephew.
The black winged stag appeared from nowhere, wings tucked tightly to his huge, thickly muscled bodice and eyed the stallion before him with red orbs. "Stallions," he hissed, eyeing him like a piece of flesh and finally liking what he saw. "Force yourself upon any mares that enter this land and you'll be dead before noon, unless of course...I give you permission," he chuckled and tossed his young dark head. "Welcome to the herd."
"She will be." And all of them would have his poisonous mind, else he'd likely kill them. He was not one for the soft hearted, and Opal would soon know that, now that she was here with him. This was not the place for those with soft hearts, and he knew it. She was his, and she would do as he told her. That was what he wanted from her.
Remus smirked, bowing his head slightly to the brute. "Good."
Radu growled at the white-green wolf, making to his feet and glaring at him, muttering once more. "Where is my promised!" he snapped, trying to remember the name of the untainted fae he had been promised. "Where!" he demanded, eyes flashing.
Remus laughed, unable to help himself. Oh! Oh all the joys and messed up members of this world, it seemed he had met one of the worst. Radu, seemed mad at the idea of spreading his seed. He made the perfect forcer, a worthy member of there lands. "Calm Radu, your time will come," he told the brute with a smirk "there is plently to go around."
The midnight-pelted she-wolf flashed her sharp gaze around on all of the wolves, suddenly feeling as though she had made a big mistake coming here. Glaring incredulously at Soul Render and Remus, she snarled furiously, flattening her ears as she lashed her thick tail. No one was going to force himself on her unless she wanted them to. If they did, well, all hell would break loose. No, she wasn't truly dark, but Opal wasn't light either. She was a neutral and a single action or word could tip the scale in either direction. Such as now, for course, the thick haze of darkness clouded her vision as a blood-curdling snarl escaped her throat.
The desire for the brute's blood filled her, and she glared at Soul Render, voice lowered into a chilling snarl. She strained to keep herself still, but couldn't resist taking a step forward. "Keep to yourself, brute. Or I swear that my desire your blood will be fulfilled even before the pups are born."
He laughed, almost falling to the ground with laughter. It was so...priceless, some idiot fae fighting for her purity. "Fae," he snapped, teeth bared though his thick hide "I think it best you allow him...or you wont know what hit you."A growl, thick and warning left him. Soul Render would seem gentle after him. "You chose to come here, so get it into your pretty little head before I force it in there for you." OOC: I feel sooo mean *huggles Opal*
Opal glared daggers at the other brute that just spoke, death in her icy, emotionless eyes as she snapped at the new brute. "I don't recall talking to you," she said, the fury in her voice almost palable at such a close range. Hot, throbbing anger pulsed through her at every beat of her heart, filling her eyes with dark hatred as she fixed them at the wolf. "I don't take orders from anyone but myself," she sneered disdainfully. "And especially not from some smart-mouthed brute who I don't even know." Head raised she rolled her eyes amost casually, stalking to the wolf like a hunter hunting its prey. Death was in her eyes as she glared. "You. Will. Let. Me. Out." she spat at him, orbs blazing as she resisted the violent urge to spring onto him and sink her claws into flesh.
Remus snapped his teeth, annoyance building in him. He looked at Soul Render, dismissing them and threw himself at the fae. She would learn to respect him.
Claws out, he sunk them into her perfect sides and his teeth gripping the back of her furry neck. He forced himself upon her, making sure to cause her pain with every movement. Moments later, her once perfect bodice littered with blood and would be scars, he pulled away and lowered his face before hers. "You will respect me," he snapped to the broken fae and looked to Soul Render "she's all yours."
The fire god sharply shook his head, eyeing the brute. "Teach her a lesson, yes...posion her, no," he smirked "she will be a good...plaything."
The brute padded lightly in a circle around her, maw sneering down at her. "You do know who I am don't you," he whispered and bite her roughly again, savouring the taste of her blood in his maw. "Your worst nightmare, honey."
Snarling, she responded. Her reflexes were fast, but evidently, not fast enough to evade the claws of the brute. Launching herself away, the loamy earth under her paws scoured her pads just as claws sank into her sides, digging into skin and drawing blood. Wild with anger and terror, the fae rolled in an attempt ti dislodge him, but soon succumbed to the death-grip on her neck. Panting, she glared ahead, no sound emerging except the occasional whimpers of pain from her maw. She could feel her red life trickling down her pelt, bright crimson against midnight.
Flattening her ears, she glared challengingly into Remus' crimson orbs, hers as cold as ice, as dark as night, a white-hot flame of hatred burning in them. As soon as he padded away, Opal shook her pelt out, taking a pce forward and sneering at him. "And who do you think will be raising the pups?" she asked, a threat clear in her voice. She would get her revenge sooner or later for every wolf in this cursed land.
Ignoring them both, she lifted her lip disdainfully, sitting down and licking away the blood, even as a new wound formed on her pelt. Enough was enough. Rage blinded her, a red mist enveloping her vision. Leaping to her paws in one swift motion, Opal turned and launched herself at Remus, death in her eyes.
(OOC: Kanny, there are 2 pups, a she-wolf and a brute. You want to take one of them?)
"You." The answer was simple, yet the whole word seemed to pause at the single word. She would change, for the better as he put it. One could only last for so long before breaking.
She launched at him, as he danced backwards lightly before throwing his own pace forth, rolling until he pinned her onto the ground, teeth once more stuck in her ruff. "Now, now," he hissed into her ear "we can't have anything happening to the little ones can we?"
He snapped at her again for good mesure, his eyes daring for her to try once more. She couldn't beat him, he was a god!
OOC: umm i don't mind XD Any ideas for plots? Maybe we could take one each...and they coul turn on her tehe