Wilder...(Octopusdreams/DarkRose15/Red Lobster)
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				Title: <strong>Wilder...(Octopusdreams/DarkRose15/Red Lobster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>02-07-2012, 02:41:14</strong>
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				(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpncn3RRcb1r1q20oo1_500.jpg)<br><br>Celeste watched from her little hiding place behind the bush, watching Roran hard at work. It took every little bit of self-control she had not to giggle as she waited for the most opportune moment. She did so love to tease him, she couldn't rightly decide which was more exciting, filching his tools, or the chase that followed. She almost always got away, but sometimes he'd catch her and they'd fall to the soft earth of the forest laughing. <em>Chop! Chop! Chop!</em>, the sound ringing in her ears as he chopped the firewood he'd take into the village to sell. She bit her lip, trying to ignore the fact she couldn't stop staring at his rippling muscles. It was happening a lot more lately, as were her visions. But she quickly forced herself to stop pondering them for the moment, as she needed all her focus to slip past Roran without getting caught too quickly.<br><br>Soon, the moment she'd waited for was at hand as she began to slink forward as he stopped for a moment to wipe the sweat from his brow and go to get some water from his cabin. As quietly as a church mouse she tip toed towards his favored axe and delicately wrapped her fingers around the handle. She propped a foot on the stump and with a quiet groan, managed to lift it. It was a little heavy, but she had enough time (or so she thought) to attempt to run off before Roran returned from his break. With a cheeky, quiet little giggle she began to dart out of her dear wood cutter's yard and into the woods rushing towards her hiding place. She kept going, though the axe was a little too heavy for her to run too swiftly.<br><br>Celeste's red hair flew about her face as she dashed off, her skirts being caught from time to time by little twigs or branches as her boots thudded on the worn old forest trail. She had the most vivid green eyes, and her skin was like fine porcelain. She'd always been a remarkably pretty girl, but had been a most unusual one as well. Rumors were whispered quietly that she was a witch. Her mother before her, and her grandmother and several generations back had all been blessed with prophetic visions. However, such a power came with a price. Often, witches were sought after as mates of supernatural beasts. And other rumors persisted that there were werewolves about. None of this could be proven, but villagers often in need of gossip persisted in speaking of such things. But little did they realize that the werewolves indeed were real. Celeste kept them also in the dark of her visions, passing them off as just flights of fancy brought on by boredom during the days.<br><br>As she ran, she could soon hear the shouting and pounding footsteps as Roran began his hot pursuit.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wilder...(Octopusdreams/DarkRose15/redlobster2086)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasper</strong> on <strong>02-07-2012, 09:50:48</strong>
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				(http://oi46.tinypic.com/1zce7oi.jpg)<br><br>Roran's shoulders burned with the heavy brunt of his labor, but nothing could be more satisfying than feeling the ache of hard work. He'd been at it for awhile now, occasionally looking up from his work to gaze into the depths of the forest about him, having that innate sense that he was being watched. Shaking the feeling, he focused his attention back to cleaving wood before finally growing parched. Slightly lodging his axe into the stump, he turned to head towards the homey cabin that he had long called home now.<br><br>When he came back, he had found his axe missing, but something else in it's place. Something familiar. Something that riled his blood. <em>Her.</em> Perfuming the woods around him was her scent. Eyes slowly drifting shut as he slightly tilted his head back to inhale the scent on the air, it wasn't but a second before he was on her trail. Eyes snapped open and he instantly began running her direction in pursuit of her. A flash of red in the otherwise green surroundings made him hunger for the porcelain skin he'd grown so fond of.<br><br>He caught up to her easily, but kept a distance between them knowing to go for the kill at the perfect moment. Just when she had thought she had lost him, she had paused, looking around and unsure of which way to run, when suddenly Roran pounced, pinning her against a tree, "Naughty little lamb, don't you know I could just eat you up?" he huskily purred, light smirk playing on his lips as he pulled her into a heavy kiss, fingers hooking about her hips and roughly pulling her flush against his own body. "Have you any last requests?" he gave a devious smirk at his murmured words.<br><br>It had grown increasingly difficult for Roran to try and keep his flames of lust tamed. Those large, green doe eyes that looked so innocently up at him, yet with such mischief written across her lush lips drove him to want to sink teeth and claw into her. It had long been made known that Roran had his sights on the lovely Celeste. But he had behaved himself... for the most part. A kiss here or there and sometimes a tumble in the soft grass, though nothing more than the caress of a hand or the brush of lips... "Celeste," he breathed against her ear, "I would have you right here," he softly murmured.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wilder...(Octopusdreams/DarkRose15/redlobster2086)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>02-07-2012, 19:34:52</strong>
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				When she felt him catching up so fast, she squealed as she tried to pick up the pace. But she knew it'd be no use, somehow he'd grown faster and faster. Where once she could outrun him so easily, now it almost felt as if he were <em>letting</em> her get a head start only to catch up so quickly and pounce her. As she still tried to run, she felt her cheeks heat up at the thought of what could happen when he did catch her. A slight shiver ran across her svelte body as her feet continued to pound against the mossy earth. They'd never gone beyond sweet words, tender caresses and sensual kisses, but the ache in her body was becoming too much to ignore. She couldn't deny her feelings for her most dear friend, but her visions kept her fearful. Two men. Always two men in her dreams with her between them. It confused her, but she would never allow anyone to hurt her beloved Roran. Regardless of her visions.<br><br>Soon, she heard the distance between the two increasing as she slowed to look around, panting as her eyes scanned the bushes and trees to see where Roran had gotten to. <em>I....I lost him!</em>, she thought, a devious smile curling at her tempting lips as she turned to try and run, before finding herself pinned to a tree. "Roran!!!!" she laughed as he held her there. "You shameful trickster!!" she teased, before he pulled her into&nbsp; a deep kiss. She was always stunned when they kissed, the chemistry between them more than a little obvious if anyone were to come upon the two. When he pulled back, she looked up at him with those green eyes, like pools of emerald as he asked her what her last requests were. She giggled a bit bashfully, a hint of nervousness in her voice.<br><br>Before she could answer, she heard that soft whisper. Her cheeks could grow no redder, almost matching that vivid hair of hers. She could not shake the image of Roran, that body ripped with muscles honed from years of hard work and most likely chasing her when they played together, laying atop her and feeling his lips caress ever inch of her so that no part was left untouched. She swallowed, shaking a little as she looked down a moment. Being so close to him, his scent made her feel so safe, and she knew her heart was already his. Despite the fact she could not shake the feeling that another would find his place there as well. "My request then i...is...." she looked up into his eyes once more, "...is that.....you be tender with me." He would not need to ask what she meant, their unspoken desires bubbling to the surface at last.<br><br>She shyly nuzzled against his chin, still that wonderfully shy girl he'd always known. Despite her uncanny ability to be a mischievous imp, she was as sweet as fresh cream, or the pies the baker would make first thing in the morning. Her heart pounded even harder as she wrapped her arms about him, hugging him close to her. Her trembling would be evident, but so was her desire. "Roran....it would be the woods where you would claim me isn't it...." she managed to tease him a little, pressing her cheek against his chest for a moment.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wilder...(Octopusdreams/DarkRose15/redlobster2086)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasper</strong> on <strong>03-07-2012, 09:35:21</strong>
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				Roran gave a dark, lopsided smirk. "You shameless little harlot," he sensually growled, "No rabbit has ever enjoyed being hunted as you do," he murmured against her ear. There was a darkness in those words, one that reflected him well. Despite the two having known each other for so long, there was still some mystery in Roran's dark, brooding eyes. A part that she had yet to fully explore, but had seen lurking there in his gaze. And it was a darkness he knew she was lured to, the wilderness her mother always warned her about. Yet despite the words ushered onto her time and time again: <em>he's no good for you</em>, <em>keep away from that vagrant</em>- she still continued to seek out his company.<br><br>But the townspeople- her mother... They didn't know Roran like Celeste did. She had always been by his side, never letting the townspeople's opinion of him influence her's. Though at times it could be seen that his social status troubled him, he never complained. Before he had tried to gain the favour of others, of her mother. They would not have it. And so now he simply tried to keep out of the way of the village. He was not lacking though, for through it all he had always had her. He could desire nothing more.<br><br>Roran gave a breathless scoff at her words, "Am I not always tender with you?" he murmured against her lips, eyes looking up to gaze back into hers intimately. While there was truth to his words, small marks hidden under her dress showed a slightly different side of the story. Roran's tender was still rough. He tucked a lock of her hair behind her ear, taking a moment to appreciate her beauty. Other girls were often jealous of sweet Celeste and with good reason. There wasn't a man in the village who wouldn't fancy to be in Roran's shoes. Perhaps a part of the reason Roran wasn't accepted- having stolen the village's sweetest blossom.<br><br>His heart pounded as she nuzzled against him, he cupping her face tenderly. A hand rose, fingering the intricate detail of her bodice, tracing the string that laced up her chest. With one swift tug, he tore the fastenings of her bodice out, the action yanking her forward and closer to him. Flinging the string to the ground without a care, his hands no sooner began to unlace the front of her dress. He paused when her breasts were slowly becoming exposed to him. Licking his lips, teeth sank into his bottom before he swallowed hard, eyes flicking up from her breasts to glance into her own eyes.<br><br>She trembled like a newborn fawn in his hold. Both excitement and nervousness wracking her. "I know you better than to let you act as if I'm the only one," he smiled, "As if you would rather me claim you any where else..." With those words he tugged the top half of her dress down to her hips, heart racing. He'd never come this far before, she having never been so exposed before him. His hands lifted her skirts and fingers were fumbling to unfasten his pants. With heavy breath and closed eyes, Roran's shaft ran directly over the puffy lips of Celeste's exposed pussy. "Celeste," he tenderly breathed, all but ready to push the tip of his cock into the moist warmth of her.<br><br><em>Clink, clink, clink!</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wilder...(Octopusdreams/DarkRose15/redlobster2086)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>04-07-2012, 02:11:05</strong>
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				Celeste couldn't help but giggle, making a face as he called her shameless. "I? Shameless? I'm not the one who so openly stares in public as you do." she teased, shivering under the lustful growl he let loose from those so very kissable lips of his. She looked back, always feeling herself falling into those dark eyes, like pools of hypnotic warmth. There were still things she did not know about Roran, but she knew him better than anyone else. She'd been warned, time and time again, by everyone. Her mother, her friends, who hadn't warned her to stay away from him? But she couldn't. She could never explain to any of them how she felt drawn to Roran. His eyes, that muscular body that she'd begun to notice as they grew older, watching him hard at work as each muscle worked so perfectly with the rest as he'd swing his ax.<br><br>Not a day had gone by when she hadn't found some rhyme or reason to be at Roran's side. Often she'd play some little prank on him, causing a marvelous chase through the woods which would end in a tangled embrace and sweet kisses of which she could never get enough. Sometimes she'd bring him food, or cook for him. If he got hurt, she'd always bring medicine to help him recover. He meant the world to her, anyone with eyes could see that when she'd steal a glance at him.<br><br>Celeste giggled as he leaned in, before he murmured of his tenderness to her and drew back to gaze at her with that loving look that always brought a fierce blush to those pale cheeks. "You are....but....b-but I.....I've never......" she swallowed. She'd not have to finish the rest of her words, she and Roran had always had an uncanny ability to finish each other's sentences and read their thoughts through expressions. She'd never thought of herself as particularly beautiful, and was sometimes stung by the jealousy of her other friends. And though many men had tried to distract her and charm her away, they could not hope to even approach Roran. He was all she would ever want....save the nagging feeling that another man would find his place beside Roran in her heart.<br><br>She trembled a little more as she felt his warm palms take hold of her cheeks, his heart beating fast like hers. She nuzzled again, letting out a sigh as her own felt like it'd pound out of her chest. She shuddered as she felt herself growing warmer, his finger trailing about her bodice until she heard the sound of the string torn from it. She gasped a little, her eyes going to the string as it fell to the ground as she looked into Roran's eyes once more. She felt the fabric of her bodice lowering, slowly being worked down to reveal her beautiful breasts. "Roran...." she whispered, closing her eyes a moment before looking down at him with that delicious innocence mingled with intense desire.<br><br>She saw that smile of his, he could sense her nervousness. They'd been intimate but never quite this intimate. "I would want nothing else.....oh Roran..." she whispered. They'd never coupled, but the desire to do so had always been there. She let out a soft little whimper as her breasts were fully freed from their clothe prison as the cool air of the woods caressed her bare skin. She could feel her nipples growing hardened from the myriad of sensations taking her as the ruffle of skirts being lifted were heard faintly as if in the distance. The sound of his trousers coming undone, the feel of her undergarments being lowered all melded together in a beautiful dance as she soon felt the tip of his cock against her quivering pussy. "Roran..." she said, her voice thick with need, with a slight tremble to it.<br><br>Then she heard the clinking sounds and froze. She looked about worried. "R-Roran wait....is that...is that the village signal?" she breathed, a groan of frustration coming out of her lips before she was able to speak. It would be a warning signal that would interrupt a moment they'd wanted to share for so long.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wilder...(Octopusdreams/DarkRose15/Red Lobster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasper</strong> on <strong>05-07-2012, 08:30:38</strong>
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				Roran smirked when she called him out for staring at her in public, "If I didn't stare then other girls wouldn't know my heart's already been thieved…" he teased her. His thumb brushed against her flushed cheek, "I'll be as tender as I can be," he promised her, placing a kiss on her cheek. Roran's eyes flickered up to watch her expression, enjoying the look on her face when her eyes closed, then reopened, innocence within them. "How often have you touched yourself in the dark of night, wishing for this?" he breathed against her ear. For him, it had been very often.<br><br>When the tip of his cock kissed the entrance of her cunt he felt her shiver, heard her call out his name. And then the alarm was sounded. <em>An attack?</em> The usually ever calm Roran looked concerned. Brows furrowed and instead of smile and tease Celeste about being afraid, he stood straight, pulling his pants up. "In my cabin," he ordered her sternly, not leaving much room for debate.<br><br>Roran hadn't taken his wolf form for days now so how? How could they signal having spotted a were? Grabbing his axe, he looked around the green surroundings as Celeste began to make her way to his cabin. Then he caught it- <em>that scent</em>. Something about it was familiar and all the same it was dangerous. There <em>was</em> another wolf and Roran knew <em>exactly</em> what it would want in his village. The only thing a wolf would dare cross into another's territory for- a mate. But not just any mate. One with witch's blood coursing through her veins. Celeste was <em>his</em> and he'd be damned if another were thought they were going to get their claws on her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wilder...(Octopusdreams/DarkRose15/Red Lobster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>05-07-2012, 08:45:25</strong>
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				Celeste could not argue with his words. She giggled as he teased her, feeling his thumb against her cheek as she sighed again. She closed her eyes a moment and nodded as he vowed to be as tender as he could, leaning into the kiss to her cheek. When asked how often she'd caressed her folds while thinking of him, she looked away bashful. "A...a lady never tells...." she whispered, bashfully. She again shuddered, the warmth of his breath caressing her ear as she let out another delightful groan.<br><br>She felt a panic when the alarm continued to sound. She knew such an alarm was only sounded when a were was in the vicinity. <em>I-I can't be seen! I can't!!</em>, she thought, paling a bit. She also noticed a very different Roran in front of her as he withdrew from her and pulled his pants back up. Her green eyes widened when he ordered her to his cabin. She swallowed a little and nodded, pulling her bodice and chemise about her chest as they began to make their way towards his cabin.<br><br>"Roran....what's going on?!" she said, as they moved quickly towards the cabin. She was scared, her heart pounding in her chest now not from passions and love but from fear. She hadn't told anyone she was a witch, if it was a were...was it searching for her? Did Roran know her secret after all? No...no she'd never told anyone. When she had a vision if it took hold of her, she'd just dismiss it as a moment of exhaustion, the heat catching up to her....some easily believable excuse. But she knew she was scared either way, and for some reason she paused. She shook her head, but still, a vision came. And this time, it was quite clear: two werewolves would lay claim to her. And she would belong to both. She fell to her knees, her eyes going back in her head as she shuddered. And she felt that the were was near....very near....
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wilder...(Octopusdreams/DarkRose15/Red Lobster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BruceTheCat</strong> on <strong>05-07-2012, 08:58:30</strong>
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				Corin and his pack had moved for an entire moon's turn, the powerful scent of a witch drawing the alpha from far south to these northern territories where both he and his men were strangers. When the scent came upon him like a wave one evening, the male had not been able to forget it. It was enough to drive his lust for flesh to infinite bounds, having to spend more time than he was comfortable with in a mortal form to keep from tearing the entire countryside down with him. It was only a few days before he had decided to travel north in pursuit of this thing, this woman. That was what it must have been right? The blood of a witch who would be his wife, and sooner was certainly better than later. Of course many of his men had disagreed. They had accepted that they were werewolves, and most like Corin even relished the new powers and gifts they were bestowed. But still Corin had torn out more than one throat to prove his point, that dead or alive, they would be leaving this land.<br><br>Dark fur covered the stone muscles as he ran on all fours through the woods, constant beating of paws surrounding him. At least a dozen traveled in his pack, large even for the standards of a werewolf. Faint town lights came into view on the horizon before them. A small village, already sounding their alarm at his approach. This took the man off guard, not used to a town being prepared for a werewolf and reacting without a moments notice. The journey had left his men hungry, the grueling pace Corin laid out enough to leave any with an empty stomach. And his pace was unmatched by the others.<br><br>Raising himself to the top of a large boulder, his enormous claws digging in and scraping against the rock, the alpha released a powerful howl that shattered the silence of the night, easily loud enough for the towns people to hear despite the miles that still separated him and them. <em>Go men, eat your fill</em> he commanded with an inward grin, unable to do such a thing in his wolf form. The scent was so close now, he could practically taste her upon his lips. But there was something else too, something more familiar to him that hung in these woods. Corin had known that he passed into the territory of another werewolf, that having not surprised him much but the musk that this was gave off was so very.... similar to his own.<br><br>It was enough to make the alpha hang back for a few moments, allowing his men time to create distance between he and them before finally leaping down from the rock perch. His attentions were to be focused on the scent itself, deciding to use the distraction of his men moving for the village. Still in his full beast form, the nearly 10 foot tall monster slowly moved on all fours through the woods, sniffing and following the trail.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wilder...(Octopusdreams/DarkRose15/Red Lobster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>06-07-2012, 02:24:53</strong>
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				Celeste could feel the presence of the other. A werewolf, one actively in pursuit of her. He was so close that her senses were screaming that her destiny was at hand and yet she felt frozen in spot. She could not escape this vision, she could not brush it off.&nbsp; She felt her arms wrap around Roran, recognizing his scent. He must have stopped for her when she fell back not too far from his cabin. "R-Roran....." she tried to speak. "H-He...comes..." she managed out.<br><br>She could feel the earth trembling as the wolves approached. There were several, it was not just one singular wolf coming to claim her, it was a pack. And the leader would be the one who try and whisk her away. Away from Roran. She would fight it, she did not want to be parted from her most cherished Roran. She could feel the desire radiating from the one who sought to make her his. His desire was as strong as Roran's, his need like an aura that threatened to engulf her and overlap with Roran.<br><br><em>Overlap....</em>, her voice spoke as her vision dominated her thoughts. <em>I....I feel...tied to Roran....but...but this stranger......no I.....I don't.....I....</em>, she didn't seem to understand how she was connected to two men. That she would belong to and beloved by two men. They shared a connection, the two men of her vision, but the connection for the moment was unclear.<br><br>She began to see him, the visage of a dark wolf bounding directly towards her. She saw him give a command to his pack as they spread out, eager to find food after a grueling journey. He, however, was not going to join them yet. Not yet, he had to find&nbsp; her first. As hard as she tried to mask her powers, she knew that by seeing him in her vision that it would only ensure he'd find her that much faster. She tried hard to quell it, but it was no use. Soon, the vision ended and she looked upon the scene enfolding before her very eyes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wilder...(Octopusdreams/DarkRose15/Red Lobster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasper</strong> on <strong>06-07-2012, 09:53:57</strong>
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				Roran could smell Celeste's panic, knowing that she must have had visions of this danger. Despite her not knowing he knew of her witch blood, Roran was in sync with the most subtle of changes in her mood and could read her like a book. He knew when she'd had had a vision and when it was playing out. He didn't answer her when she asked what was going on. He had pulled her back up from the ground when she fell to her knees and her arms instantly wrapped around him for support.<br><br>He paused, watching his lover- his deep mahogany eyes reading her green eyes. It cut deep when he felt the pull this foreigner had on his love and recognition of her wavering heart showed in his eyes. Despite the intruder being to his back, Roran would make the fight wait. Right now was something more important- right now he had to claim his stake. The moment seemed to freeze as his eyes held hers in their gaze, a hand moving to cup her face. His stare was locked on her and so much was said in the look he'd given her- <em>mine</em>: to have, to love, to be loved by, to protect. He pulled her into a deep, passionate kiss that would leave any girl dizzy.<br><br>No time nor words were spent between the kiss and Roran turning to face the dark beast that stood proud before them. He threw down his axe, it lodging into the Earth beside him, his gait sure as he began to stalk up to the other were still in his human form. Opening his mouth, Roran gave a very not human sound- something fierce, animalistic… And then he set into a run and the boy Celeste had grown up with transformed into the beast the village feared. <br><br>Roran was a werewolf. One that towered as high as the newcomer, with fierce brawn and dark fur. Roran gave a terrible snarl as he stood between his to be mate and his enemy. Teeth were bared and gaze scalding. <em>She is claimed,</em> Roran bluntly informed the other were, making it clear that this was not up for debate nor was he open to either discussion or small talk.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wilder...(Octopusdreams/DarkRose15/Red Lobster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BruceTheCat</strong> on <strong>07-07-2012, 04:32:16</strong>
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				Corin was drawn abruptly to a halt when a defiant boy came running at him, the young man instantly transforming into a wolf of comparable size to his own, and he was big. That scent he had noticed was dripping from this being, causing a wave of excitement to roll through the pack leaders body. The new challengers voice snapped through Corin's mind, attempt to protect the woman who had sprinted off, the one who had foreseen his presence and in turn led Corin here. 'She is the one' he told himself, smiling if a wolf was capable of such a thing. 'I have found her'.<br><br>There was a sudden shift in the large werewolf's body, the head of the beast sending a second howl into the night as the change reverted once again. When the wolf's throat was replaced by a human's, and it's face by a man's face, the laughing transformed into loud billows of excited laughter. Now in the center of the clearing stood a taller man with lightly curled brown hair, his natural form covered in a tunic and pants that clung tightly to his muscular body from sweat that betrayed the long travel. His eye's however were the same pure, maddening yellow of a wolves, this portion of his body remaining the same. He was laughing at the sky for a moment, but then began laughing at the wolf staring him down. If he was intimidated by the monster, he certainly wasn't showing it in the least.<br><br>"My! You're the biggest cub I've ever seen!" he exclaimed in a mocking tone, leather boots crushing down into the dying leaves as the man began to pace about the perimeter of the werewolf, glancing to the house behind him where Corin could still smell the witch. "Is she in there?" he asked in the same mocking tone, "doesn't look very clean for a princess" putting emphasis on the last word to make sure the volume of it carried to inside the small household.<br><br>His fingers curled into fists, cracking is knuckles while keeping his side vision trained on the beast behind him. "I won't hurt her, I just want to see her" he admitted with a wry smile, holding up both of his fists before extending his loosened fingers out again. Keeping his front on Roran, Corin slowly paced sideways towards the building. He was confident that he could easily change again before the werewolves claws would reach bare human flesh, but thought that if he at least swung a peace banner he could avoid a needless fight for now.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wilder...(Octopusdreams/DarkRose15/Red Lobster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>07-07-2012, 05:59:31</strong>
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				Celeste felt she was losing her mind, trying to resist the tug of the stranger who was calling to her heart just as Roran did. She only half saw him, eyes still clouded as the images of both men embracing her danced in front of those green orbs before she felt the gentle caress of a palm to her cheek, and a passionate kiss. She came back from her vision and looked at him. "Oh Roran!" she said, holding him tightly. Or at least, she tried to reach for him but he instead turned and her eyes went wide as she saw the beast before him.<br><br>But what shocked her the most, was watching Roran's transformation. Not the voice of a man bellowing his challenge, but the voice of a monster came from his throat as he turned to face the werewolf standing so very close. And she saw his body growing larger, a beautiful coat covering his skin as he was soon at equal height to the were who'd managed to find them. She paled, seeing the two sizing each other up, feeling their words as they growled at each other. She didn't need to understand how they were communicating, she could <em>feel</em> it. Roran was staking his claim, and so was the other. How had she not guessed....how did she not know that Roran.....but now was not the time. She rushed to his house to hide inside while they were busy issuing their challenges.<br><br>She tried to peek, watching what was happening. She prayed that Roran would not be hurt....but oddly, she did not want this newcomer to be injured either. She watched the other transform back down into a man, a man as handsome as Roran. Something about him seemed so similar, but Roran had no siblings. Not that she knew of, but then again, she'd not known he was a supernatural creature either. She heard the man's taunt, and wanted to speak up but knew she had to be quiet. <br><br>She wanted to scream. She'd done everything in the world to try and hide what she was, now she was twice claimed. She felt a lump of panic rise in her throat as she heard the newcomer mention he wished to see her. Heart pounding, she looked towards the back door of Roran's cabin. She would not reveal herself, she did not want him to see her despite the powerful tug she felt that was calling her towards the both of them.<br><br>She could not stop herself. Fate was at hand and she had to move towards it. She rose to her feet, stepping out of the cabin. She saw both her beloved Roran, and the other who would create a place in her heart as well. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Wilder...(Octopusdreams/DarkRose15/Red Lobster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasper</strong> on <strong>07-07-2012, 06:36:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Roran's harsh gaze did not falter even as the man laughed a maddening laugh. His silence was stoic, he not one easily riled by insults. The village had a way of desensitizing him to such adolescent behavior. Roran did not yet change back into his human form. But had he been a human, he would have laughed at the suave prick.<br><br>While Roran wasn't the kind to look for a fight, he would not let this man simply pluck <em>his</em> Celeste from him. He moved back in front of the other giving a deep throated growl, warning the other to keep his distance. Taking his human form before the other, he still had the look of a snarl on his face, "I am not in a playful mood," he testily warned Corin, "So do not try me… If she wants you to see her, then she will come," he growled.<br><br>Roran looked behind him over his shoulder to see Celeste turning towards the two. Roran's eyes had reached new depths of darkness and she would know how very unhappy he was with the situation. However, ever loyal, if she wished to humor this fool then he would not stop her. But if the bastard stepped one toe over the line nothing would stop Roran from trying to sink his teeth into the other's throat.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Wilder...(Octopusdreams/DarkRose15/Red Lobster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BruceTheCat</strong> on <strong>08-07-2012, 07:03:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Corin arched an eyebrow at the threats. "My, I'm sure the ladies really love the whole brooding, protective act. I'll have to give it a try sometime" those yellow eye's found Celeste. His wry smile was plain to see, eye's visibly inspecting the woman's figure before nodding his approval.<br><br>His hands scooped down into fallen leaves littering the forest bed, retrieving a broken stick from the earth. Gripping it in his hand like some scepter, he turned his attention back to Roran. "Here ya go boy, play with this for a bit while me and the lady talk" tossing the dead wood to his side several yards away from the cabin. The air was filled with his own laughter again, but remaining where he stood in the clearing.<br><br>"Are you the witch?" It was a rhetorical question, the stench of magic absolutely surrounded the woman and thankfully managed to block out the all too similar stench that Roran held with Corin. "Come down here" he ordered softly, motioning for her to approach him. "I'd rather not hurt your boyfriend just to be able to get a good look at you."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Wilder...(Octopusdreams/DarkRose15/Red Lobster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>08-07-2012, 23:34:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She watched the display, frowning at the man's insults. They weren't necessary at all, and yet she could almost see something in the air between the two men. Some connection that they didn't see, something very potent. As potent as their connection to her. She knew Roran was not happy at all, and when the stranger threw the stick in obvious mockery, she knew things between them would be difficult for some time. <em>Some time....why do I make it sound as if the three of us....?</em>, she thought, before swallowing.<br><br>"Don't you do anything to him!" she said, her voice clearly indicating her protectiveness towards Roran, but the soft command tugged her close as she moved towards the two. She looked down at the ground as he asked her quite frankly if she was the witch. She felt some guilt towards not having confessed to Roran, but it felt as if he'd known. And yet he'd not told her his own secret, yet somehow it now felt as if she'd always known.<br><br>"I....I am. You've seen me." she said, staying behind Roran and to the side a little to allow the man to look at her but not much else. "Who are you and what do you want of me?" she asked, a slight tremble in her voice. She knew fully well what he wanted of her, but she felt such confusion. Love for two men...how was it possible? And why did she still see that strange connection in the air between them?<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Wilder...(Octopusdreams/DarkRose15/Red Lobster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasper</strong> on <strong>10-07-2012, 17:42:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Roran was not so entertained as Corin seemed to be with himself. He felt the urge to put the other in his place burn at every inch of his skin as Corin's eyes were practically feeling up Celeste. Watching as Corin threw the stick, Roran gave a breathy chuckle, "We're not really ready to adopt pups yet," he said to the other. Roran was grateful that Corin kept his distance, not advancing any further. Despite itching to injure the other, Roran wasn't over enthusiastic about becoming so violent in front of Celeste, especially when she had only just found out he had been a werewolf- the werewolf that had been terrorizing the village.<br><br>However, when Corin ordered Celeste to come down to him, Roran was obviously not having any of it. "You will <em>not</em> order around what belongs to <em>me</em>," he spat at the other. "If you're looking to play, then look elsewhere," he said, "You won't be getting any closer to her than you are now, not without a fight," he assured the other. Roran soon felt Celeste behind him, delicate hands against his back as she looked past him and upon the other.<br><br>Roran scoffed, "You shouldn't need any better a view. If you can't see she's a beauty then you must be blind." Not only was she beautiful, her scent was intoxicating- she was fertile, very fertile and a witch. Any werewolf would want to wrap themselves in that scent. "But as I have already stated, she is mine," he again declared, "So look elsewhere for a mate."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Wilder...(Octopusdreams/DarkRose15/Red Lobster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BruceTheCat</strong> on <strong>10-07-2012, 20:21:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Corin bit down on the side of his lip, realizing that he was getting nowhere quickly with the two of them. He could fight the man, do his shoulders the pleasure of removing the weight of his head, but that was a dangerous concept all on it’s own. Hypothetically if it came to blows, their similar size would certainly mean a generous amount collateral damage, possible even the beautiful witch herself. On top of that he wolf knew he was strong, but this Roran person looked the same as well. For the first time, in a long time, he was not completely confident in victory.<br><br>“Fine, we’ll do it your way” he said with a sly smile, shooting the witch a glance as she peaked from behind his shoulder. “I’m here for you my Princess, to take you away from this…. place” his eye’s scanning the woods around them. “Clearly the two of you are busy. If you’d like speak more, in private” the last word causing Corin’s eye’s to focus in on Roran, “then I’m sure you’ll know how to find me”. Bowing himself low to her, Corin two three long steps backwards to remove himself from striking range.<br><br>Then with a turn the handsome man made back off towards the woods, deciding to sample what the town down the mountain had to offer him.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Wilder...(Octopusdreams/DarkRose15/Red Lobster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>11-07-2012, 01:48:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Please....please stop!" she begged, clutching Roran's shoulder as she could feel them both sizing each other up and looking for any hint of weakness that would allow them to injure the other. "I....my visions have been.....please do not fight!!" she said, her fingers gently soothing Roran as they stroked his shoulder and went to his back. She felt intense pain and despair fill her mind and body at the very thought of either of these men killed. It would literally destroy her to lose either of them. Roran....or this new man. <br><br>Roran's words made her blush as she rested her head on his shoulder, but she felt the eyes of the other on her. She felt as she did under Roran's gaze, as if she were naked. She wanted to hide but she couldn't. She felt both grateful and disappointment as the other began to leave almost as soon as he'd arrived. Her heart was at war and yet even as it fought itself to determine who she loved most dear, she already knew her answer. She would love both men. And they would both love her and in time, come to respect each other and enjoy the bonds that would form.<br><br>When the other walked off, her eyes followed a moment and she looked at Roran with a conflicted gaze. "Why didn't you tell me you knew.....and.....why didn't you tell me....." her voice faltered, and she stepped away. She needed time alone, so much had happened in such a short time. She looked down, but after a bit she couldn't help it and rushed into his arms to hug him. "Will you walk me home?" she said against his chest&nbsp; before pulling back to look into his eyes.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Wilder...(Octopusdreams/DarkRose15/Red Lobster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasper</strong> on <strong>11-07-2012, 04:44:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Roran clenched his teeth when Celeste clutched his shoulder, not liking that she would defend this stranger. He didn't soothe as much as he normally would have at her calming caress but he couldn't now. Not when this stranger had been so offensive to Roran's every instinct and she had told him not to fight. How could she expect him to keep his calm when the other insisted on invading his territory.<br><br>He could almost smell it on her- the disappointment of the others retreat. While Roran was relieved the other backed off, his blood still boiled at Celeste's reactions. Roran's jaw was harsh when she questioned him, "For the same reasons you didn't," he said, voice icier than normal towards her. When she tried to step away, his eyes found a depth of distaste that she'd never seen in them before.<br><br>Despite the look, she rushed back into his arms, her small hands against his chest. He did not reject her, instead his strong arms wrapping around her and holding her close against him. "I would be a fool not to," he answered her. A few moments after, and they were on their way to her home. Pausing before they reached her home, knowing well her parents' distaste for him. Their eyes having caught hold of each other, Roran's fingers grasped her chin, "You are mine," he declared matter of factly to her before pulling her into a deep kiss. "Now be a good lamb, don't go out by yourself," he warned her, kissing her once more before watching to make sure she made it home.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Wilder...(Octopusdreams/DarkRose15/Red Lobster)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>11-07-2012, 05:08:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He didn't calm as he normally did, her touch seeming to have half the effect it generally had. She felt stung, but was glad to have prevented a territorial battle. She needed to keep them from fighting, she had to find a way to explain her visions to the both of them. She knew his rage and the other's feelings as well, she could feel them so clearly but they could not feel her own. She felt great love towards both but feared the stranger. <br><br>She stepped back, shivering at his tone. He would see how hurt she looked. She saw the gaze he gave her and had never seen such a thing directed towards her. It made her ache and feel terrible hurt. How could she explain all this to him? How could she explain it to the other? Why had her life grown so complicated?<br><br>She felt gladdened that he accepted her into his embrace, hugging him close and savoring his scent as his arms enfolded her into a protective hug. She walked with him in silence, holding him as he held her. When they arrived she knew she should leave his arms before her parents saw him, they'd shoo him off despite her protests. She looked into his eyes but before she could utter a word his lips claimed hers in a sweet, passionate kiss. She felt delightfully dizzied as he pulled back and bid her not go out alone. She nodded, she had no intentions to do so. She kissed him back and smiled. "I will be safe." she nodded, making her way into her home.<br><br>Once the sun had gone down she dressed in her chemise for the night. She sat before her small mirror, brushing her lovely hair before she stretched and climbed into her bed. For some reason however, she opened her shutters to allow the breeze to roll in as her head hit her pillow. Little did she know what would happen as a result, though something in her mind seemed to be pushing her towards something.<br><br>She felt her dreams almost reaching out, calling to the other even as she tried to reign them in. Still, out they went as they sought out their target to lead him to her.
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