Supernatural in the Wild West (Elf x SapphireStar)
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				Title: <strong>Supernatural in the Wild West (Elf x SapphireStar)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SapphireStar</strong> on <strong>06-03-2015, 08:09:37</strong>
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				A new scent invaded the forest, their forest, and it needed to be dealt with. No one dared eneter their domain. Most travelers believed the forest was haunted. People went in and rarely came out. The few who did told tales of shadowy beasts who moved on two legs and attacked out of no where. A scout shadowed the traveler on horseback. The scout was a lean looking werewolf with grey fur. A few scars marred his body from past battles. Determining the traveler on the Paint stallion was alone, the scout darted away into the shadows of the forest.<br><br>Once the scout reported back, the Alpha of the rogue Pack gave the order. The Pack split up. They kept their distance. Two smaller groups moved on either side of the traveler. Fast moving shadowy blurs moving into position to box him in. Several miles aways, another wolf traversed the land, alone. She was tracking the rogues having heard rumors about what went on within the forest. Perching on a hilltop, the wolf's form was slender, femininie form covered in dark chocolate brown fur. Her body perfectly still as her nose rose into the air, sniffing. Lips curling back catching faint whiffs of the rogue wolves.<br><br>Her fur bristled upon the scent of another tickling her acute sense of smell. A human. A growl rumbled in her throat. Leaping forth, she surged into the forest. Ignoring jagged thorny bushes and branches clawing at her form as she ran through the underbrush. Powerful legs carrying her forward, closing the distance. One thought on her mind to reach the human before it was too late.<br><br>One of the rogue wolves, a scrawny, runt of a red furred wolf lunged out of the underbrush. Claws out, aimed for the neck of the Paint stallion. Another wolf descended from a nearby tree on the left just ahead. The wolf crouched low, ready to pounce. The Alpha of the rogue pack hung back, waiting. A feral gleam in his eyes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural in the Wild West (Elf x SapphireStar)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>09-03-2015, 17:26:59</strong>
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				After destroying another of the vile undead creatures that had left him alone the Cherokee had called upon Wolf his spirit guide to guide him to the next target of his vengeance. While he did not know the location or distance to that next target he knew the direction and would continue to know that until it was removed. The direction took straight through a forest that he had heard was haunted, protected by by spirits with fur but walked on two legs, hunting and kill all that entered it. He has knowledge that few red men or white knew. He knew of those being with abilities that went beyond the norm, and therefore was aware of those that could change their form from man to animal and sometimes blending the two. So suspected that it were those that could become wolves that hunted in this forest, but they were not acting in a manner like others of their kind. They were too aggressive and a threat to all. He could go around, but it would take extra time and he thought that Wolf wanted to pass that way, as her children there were not acting in accordance to her wishes.<br><br>So the warrior/hunter chose to go straight through. Perhaps he could make it safe for others to once again venture into and through this forest. Knowing the dangers though he entered with his senses on full alter. He looked and acted like a simple travel and was not wearing his war paint therefore leaving just a normal human. He was however one with knowledge most did not have and skills and abilities at the top of human abilities. He also had another thing others did not have and that was his new sense to always be able to detect those of the type that left him alone. Through this sense he had become aware of other races than just the undead. So even though he could not hear or see the scout that had checked him out he had been aware of its presence. He had also been fully aware when others joined and began shadowing him.<br><br>As the wolfmen began to close in and box him in his painted stallion had started to show signs of nervousness as it sensed the nearby dangers. He patted the animal's neck affectionately and spoke soft in his native tongue. ”I know. Be calm they will not take us by surprise.”<br><br>All too quickly though the sudden attack came with the small red furred beast lunged at the neck of the stallion, who instantly reared up raising its neck out of harm's way. In that same instant the native released his hold on his spear and gripping the mane swung off its back. Both moccasin covered feet slammed into the side of the attacker sending it sprawling back into the underbrush. He hit the ground and rolled quickly back to his feet drawing his large, curved heavy blades one in each hand. He remained slightly crouched clearly ready for action facing the crouched beast that had dropped from a tree. He knew there were still others that he could not yet see so while facing the one that he could he was ready for an attack to come from any direction with his silver blades at the ready. The stallion also took a defensive stance ready to heavy, powerful hooves to protect itself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural in the Wild West (Elf x SapphireStar)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SapphireStar</strong> on <strong>16-03-2015, 05:51:52</strong>
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				From the shadowy depths of the forest the Alpha of the rogue pack of wolves watched. Watched as the traveller sent the scrawny runt of a wolf tumbling back into the underbrush. His lips curled back revealing razorsharp fangs. Interesting. This was no oridinary traveller. The Alpha studied the mysterious traveller. Interesint indeed.<br><br>The crouched werewolf growled at the man holding the curved blades. Muscles twitching and tightening as he got ready to attack. A subtle sway this way and that. Cold, golden eyes narrowing ever so slightly. In a blink of an eye the wolf lunged forth into the air towards the blade wielding traveller. While the wolf was suspended in midair, a dark chocolate brown furry body slammed into the beast. Both crashed to the ground hard. A snarling, growling mass of fur, claws, and teeth. The enemy wolf snapping his jaws at the other wolf's neck but missed as the slender, dark chocolate brown wolf jerked out of the way. Her clawed hand smacking her opponent hard enough for claws to tear through fur and skin. A howl of pain filled rage filled the air to be answered by several howls from the darkness.<br><br>The wolf on the ground rolled onto his back. Back legs coming up causing claws on his feet to tear into his attacker's stomach. A snarling growl ripped from the dark chocolate brown furred wolf's mouth before she sank her fangs into the wolf's neck.<br><br>While the two fought, a gray and white wolf darted out of the underbrush towards the blade wielding traveller. The rogue wolf swung his right arm, claws attempting to tear to flesh as they sailed through the air towards the traveller's back. More shadowy forms moved, drawing closer but refraining from attacking. They waited.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural in the Wild West (Elf x SapphireStar)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>17-03-2015, 04:35:10</strong>
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				Through the extra sense that his magic had given him the native did not need to look around to know where all the wolves of the pack were. He could also sense somewhat of their power levels so was pretty sure he knew which one was the alpha. Oddly though there was another coming in fast that was at least equal to the one crouching and staring at him. This confused him somewhat, but with the attack having started he did not have time to ponder this other powerful wolf. His eyes fixed on those of the alpha before and even as the wolf's eyes narrowed his did not change or even blink. He was, of course, using his extra sense to keep track of where all the other wolves were.<br><br>Even as the alpha started his attack the warrior knew the other was moving quickly on an intercept course. Sure that the two alphas would be busy with each other he suddenly turned to meet the attack of the gray and white wolf coming from his side. The blade in one hand was turned placing the razor sharp edge between himself and the incoming claw attack. He let the wolf's own actions drive that leg against the blade which cut deeply through fur, skin, and muscle down to the bone, preventing the claws from striking flesh. The wolf howled in agony feeling the bite of the silver weapon. Without hesitation the other blade arced towards the gray head. Having felt the sting of the silver on his arm the wolf quickly retreated from the blade swinging at its head barely avoiding the deadly attack.<br><br>Knowing that there were several more wolves moving around and watching anxiously the native did not pursue the the injured one. Instead he locked eyes with it showing no fear. He shifted to a defensive stance again with the blades up and ready to strike in any direction. His upper lip curled up on just one side in a snarl and a low growled rumbled from him in challenge. It was clear that he knew about wolves and how to communicate with them on their terms. He was showing no fear and clearly making it known that he considered himself the more dominate and stronger.<br><br>He was perfectly aware of the location of every wolf there but his stare did not waver from the one that last attacked him. He was also aware of the battle between the two alphas and how the new one was on top of the rogue. He however did not know if it was simply a challenge for new leadership or another trying to put a stop to the rogues activities. As long as the dark brown wolf did not attack him he would not bother it. He could smell fresh blood but did know if was just from the one he cut or from either of the two fighting.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural in the Wild West (Elf x SapphireStar)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SapphireStar</strong> on <strong>17-03-2015, 04:45:49</strong>
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				The slender wolf with dark chocolate brown fur was losing ground. Her opponent knew that and seized upon it. Rolling over, forcing his enemy onto her back. Despite her wounds, she fought just as strongly as before. Weakness was not something you showed in a fight. It could get one killed when battling a werewolf. The two Alphas continued wrestling, biting and clawing. The dark brown wolf managed to sink her fangs into the other's shoulder, tearing a nasty gash in the process. The Alpha howled before he was thrown back into the darkness by her powerful legs.<br><br>Slinking out from the underbrush, the scrawny wolf having recovered decided he wanted his revenge. To tear his enemy limb from limb. Eyes gleaming, he lunged for the traveler's arm, jaws open. The scrawny wolf disregarded the fact the traveler dispatched one of the stronger wolves with ease. All he cared about was sinking his fangs into that tender flesh, and taking the silvery blades as trophies.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural in the Wild West (Elf x SapphireStar)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>17-03-2015, 05:38:37</strong>
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				The native only paid cursory attention to the battle between the two alphas as there were many other wolves there and as long as they were battling each other neither could threaten him, besides the way it had started he was fairly sure the dark brown one was actually trying to protect him. That was why there was no challenge made before. He was also only vaguely aware of his horse standing nearby nostrils flared and eyes wild with hooves stamping nervously. There was a time the stallion would have tried to flee but now knew that that would only cause the monsters to chase it. Staying near his friend and master would have them concentrating on the man who would also protect him.<br><br>As the scrawny red wolf slunk from the underbrush the warrior did not look and pretended to not be aware. He knew the type at least as a human anyway. He was probably small and weak in human form as well and acted like a coward. Now though he was a werewolf and thought himself powerful, maybe even invulnerable to damage from a mere human. He would therefore want revenge for having his attack stopped. So he was not surprised when the wolf suddenly lunged going for his arm. It was a stupid and predictable act and easy enough to avoid or use against the attacker. So as the attack was coming he simply lowered his arm slightly and turned the blade in the hand. So instead of going into the open mouth the arm went under the lower jaw razor edge to the side of the neck. The arm was then suddenly and viciously whipped back and up. With that movement and the beast's own momentum combined with the design of the blade caused the knife to what it was designed to do. The wolf's head was completely severed from the body. The head sailed on past the warrior as the body convulsed as it collapsed to the ground blood spurting from the neck like a fountain.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural in the Wild West (Elf x SapphireStar)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SapphireStar</strong> on <strong>17-03-2015, 05:54:07</strong>
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				Snarls and growls emitted from the darkness of the forest. Shadows swaying, eyes gleaming with malevolent fire. Yet, they stayed where they were despite their desire to charge forward. This was no easy prey they were dealing with. Their Alpha, wounded, had retreated for the moment. Dealing with the two intruders into their domain needed to be dealt with carefully. Strategically where they had the advantage. This was not over. They left the body of the dead scrawny wolf to bleed upon the ground. He was weak. The weak ones needed to be culled in order to keep their pack strong. A deep roar echoed through the air calling the lingering wolves back. Reluctantly, they retreated.<br><br>A huffing sound escaped the dark chocolate brown wolf's mouth. It took great effort to move up onto her feet. Right arm slung around her stomach protectively. Blood dripped upon the ground. Drops which had not already stained her fur. Cautiously she approached the traveler, ears flicking this way and that. Her body language was relaxed, non-threatening. Closing her eyes, her body shook with pain even more so now that she was injured. Transforming always hurt. Fur fading away to reveal a slender, female. Dark chocolate brown locks spilled forth framing her angelic face as she knelt upon the ground. Slowly, she moved her head up to look at him. Even in human form hazel eyes held a wild fire. A fire which was not to be tamed. Her skin held a hint of a olive complexion, silky and smooth. The only thing marring her beauty were the deep gashes inflicted by the rogue Alpha.<br><br>"Are you alright?" Kira asked, slowly rising to her feet swaying slightly in the process. In human years, Kira looked no older then mid-twenties. But, being supernatural looks could be deceptive and she could be older then she appeared. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural in the Wild West (Elf x SapphireStar)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>17-03-2015, 07:10:50</strong>
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				The was down and no longer a threat, but it was not alone. So the warrior ignored the body and turned his attention back to those still in the forest around them. His eyes moved around at the gleaming eyes malevolent eyes. He met each set with a cold fearless gaze of his own. His was not malevolent but it was cold, dangerous with a deep pain of sorrow in it. He remained ready blades out blood dripping from the one. Then the roar was heard and he knew the injured alpha was calling the pack back, he also knew they would meet again they were not done, which was fine he was not done with them either. Now he knew what the threat was and next time he would in his war paint and they would be facing more than just a skilled and experienced human, but one with strength and speed much like their own.<br><br>At the huffing sound of the one remaining wolf, the second alpha with the dark brown fur, he relaxed his stance and turned to look at it. He saw her relaxed posture and flicking of her ears and lowered his blades. He was right she had come to protect him. This did not surprise him for what he knew of other wolves they would not approve of the actions of this pack and would eventually be sending others to make them stop. Things worked better and went smoother if most humans continued to believe that such creatures did not exist, but this rogue pack was drawing too much attention with too many rumors of what hunted this forest, people were becoming aware. He understood this and agreed that they should keep their secret as he had nothing against wolves as long as they were not threats to people. In ways he kind of envied them. He had followed Mother Wolf for most of his life and while she granted him many abilities she had never given him the gift of being more like her. These were her chosen children to live in both the human world and that of the wolf, he was stuck in just the human world.<br><br>So when she transformed before him into a human woman he was only mild surprised that she would do that in front of him not that she could. He was also not surprised to learn that she was a female. His cold sorrow filled eyes slipped down her body not even seeming to register the bare breasts of the now naked and beautiful young woman as they came to her arm the belly it was clutching, both of which were covered in her blood. Unlike “White Men” his thoughts did immediately go to mating upon seeing an unclothed woman. To him clothing was meant for protection from the elements or for ornamentation if neither were needed why cover the body and most of his people felt that way. So it was not out of the ordinary to see a woman unclothed who was not his lover.<br><br>At her question his eyes quickly moved back up to hers. He remained silent for a moment before replying in her language, the “White Man's” tongue. “I am uninjured, but you are not. Thank you.” With a quick and well practiced maneuver he returned both knives to they sheaths at the same time. He then stepped over to his stallion and pulled a shoulder bag and a water skin from it. He turned back to her. “I should tend to your wounds then we should find a place to camp where you can rest and heal.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural in the Wild West (Elf x SapphireStar)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SapphireStar</strong> on <strong>17-03-2015, 09:10:39</strong>
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				If Kira had been a normal human woman she might have been embarassed over the lack of clothing. She stood there as if her naked form was nothing to worry about. She found clothing at times to be too restrictive, especially when forced to wear a corset. Clothing was only used when venturing into a human town or city. Wild hazel eyes studied him with caution.&nbsp; It had been a while since she interacted with a human while in human form. It was easier to stay in her natural form. Easier to hunt prey necessary to survive, and cover great distances in no time. <br><br>A cold breeze swept through the forest rustling leaves as it went. The brief drop in temperature was hardly acknowledged by Kira. Werewolves had a higher body temperature then humans which allowed them to brave colder climates more easily. But, it also meant having to eat more to maintain the high metabolism.&nbsp; Soft pink lips pursing together as Kira thought about what he said.<br><br>Reluctantly she gave in. "Thank you. It will take a while for the wounds to heal properly," she spoke moving towards him, stopping only when she was a foot away from him.&nbsp; Hazel eyes darting about for signs of danger, but all was quiet. The silence worried her, had her on edge. Wincing slightly pulling her arm away to reveal the nasty, jagged wounds made by the claws in her flat stomach. They has already healed slightly.<br><br>Hazel eyes focused upon him. "We shouldn't linger out in the open. High ground, preferably with cover would be the best to camp," Kira replied, trickles of blood slowly rolled down her delicate curves. She had noted the sorrow in his dark eyes and wondered what sort of tragedy befell him. "My name is Kira."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural in the Wild West (Elf x SapphireStar)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>23-03-2015, 17:29:06</strong>
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				The native stood before the naked woman unmoved by her lack of clothing. The breeze came up but the thing noticeable about him was the slightly movement it caused to the feather hanging on the left side of his head. The chill to it did not seem to have any affect on him, he did not have the higher body temperature of the wolves but was used to such things so did not feel any discomfort. It helped that he was fully clothed from neck down in his buckskins.<br><br>As her eyes darted around for signs of danger he too looked around but in a more casual manner. Through his extra sense he knew that the rogues had retreated a good distance away. They would be tending to their own wounded for a while so he was not worried. “They have pulled back and I don't think will be bothering us for sometime.” His dark sad eyes returned to her and he nodded almost imperceptibly. “Thank you, for coming to my aid.”<br><br>As she removed her arm to expose her wounds and stepped closer his gaze dropped to the jagged wound. He knelt down placing her wound almost at eye level. He noted how she had already started to visibly heal. No surprise there, he knew her kind healed quickly, something he could only do with use of his herbs and magic. He pulled a cloth from his bag and wet it from his water skin. With light dabs he cleaned the wound with the wet cloth. Had she been human he would have used a mixture of herbs and chanted to asked Wolf to heal it, but her already having the power within her he felt it was not needed. So he simply took out more cloth and placed a folded piece on the wound then bound it in place with strips wrapped around her body and tied them to hold them in place. To her statement about remaining in the open he merely nodded his agreement. At her giving of her name he replied simply with, “Oyohusa Adawehi.” He did not know or really care if she knew his tongue and would therefore know it meant “Death Angel” While it was not the name he was given at birth it was the one he had claimed and the only one he knew.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural in the Wild West (Elf x SapphireStar)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SapphireStar</strong> on <strong>07-04-2015, 06:56:52</strong>
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				Kira winced slightly at the stinging sensation of the healing herbs as they were applied to the wounds.&nbsp; Soft pink lips pursing together. Hazel eyes watching him intently. It had been a while since she was this close to a human for this long. Yet, studying him, Kira could tell he was no ordinary human. The way he fought suggested to her perhaps he had fought supernatural creatures before. Her wounds felt better once they were properly treated. But, she would still need to be careful when the Rogues decided to attack again before they were completely healed. The Rogues would use her injuries to their advantage.<br><br>Tilting her head slightly, Kira ran her fingers gingerly over the bandages.&nbsp; "You fight well, Oyohusa Adawehi," Kira spoke, complimenting him.&nbsp; Her voice held a trace of an accent which she tried to cover up. It held a hint of a European trace. "As well as any wolf." Walking forward leading the way to shelter. Her eyes roaming the shadows for signs of their enemy. All was quiet, almost too quiet. "What brings you out travelling?" Glancing over her shoulder, there was a hint of a curious tone to her voice. A flicker of loneliness and saddness in her eyes. Finding suitable shelter higher up, with some fairly large rocks grouped together. Inspecting the area, she felt it was satisfactory for now. Her stomach growled in hunger. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural in the Wild West (Elf x SapphireStar)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>10-04-2015, 19:29:36</strong>
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				Oyohusa had been doing his best to be gentle and make the tending of Kira's wounds as painless as possible, they were however wounds and therefore tender.&nbsp; He noticed when she winced but did not stop or even look up from his task. He knew there would some pain, that was unavoidable but was impressed with how well she handled it. She had the spirit of a true warrior as well as being a wolf. Two things he held in high regard and respected. As he finished and stood back up he was not concerned about the rogues as they had retreated quite a distance off and had wounds of their own to deal with before they would want tangle with them again. A man with silver weapons that knew how to use them alongside another wolf were not the usual travels in the forest that they would be used to. At least the one that had felt the sting of his blade would take much longer to heal.<br><br>He watched as she ran her fingers over the bandage looking up to meet her gaze at her words. To her complement he simply nodded his head once. Her words sounded slightly different from the white people he had dealt but that did not matter to him, he could understand her so it was not important. When she adds to her complement comparing him to a wolf the corners of his lips curl up just slightly to just hint at a smile. Again he inclines his head to her. “Thank you. I am honored that you think so.” As she started to walk he retrieved his dropped spear and followed without even looking to his stallion knowing the beast would follow as well. “I always travel now as I have no home left. I hunt the creatures that took it from me. They have scattered across the land and I follow them wherever they are. One is beyond this forest. Rogue bloodsuckers that spread their terror instead of claiming one hunting ground as these wolves have. To fight the dead Wolf has granted me her strength.” He noted the loneliness and sadness as her eyes turned back towards. He knew why his eyes showed sorrow and pain and briefly wondered what tragedy she has suffered.<br><br>When they reached the group of boulders he examined the area and silently agreed that it was suitable. Without seeming to notice the growling of her stomach he went to the horse and removed his pack. In the shelter of the he opened his rolled blanket and pulled out some dried venison and offered her a portion. “I would hunt but expect that game is scarce this close to the pack.” he starts chewing on some as he prepares to build a small fire within the shelter of the stones.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural in the Wild West (Elf x SapphireStar)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SapphireStar</strong> on <strong>17-04-2015, 07:06:33</strong>
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				Kira walked along the edge of their shelter, hazel eyes staring out into the darkness for signs of trouble. So far, it was quiet. The Rogues off licking their wounds for the moment. She knew it was only a matter of time before they regrouped, dealt with the wounded, and came after them. The wounded would slow down the rest of the pack. Those who couldn't keep up were either left behind for other predators or dispatched by their own for being weak enough to become wounded. Turning around at rustling of the blanket. The scent of dried venizon tickled her nose. She wasn't picky. It was food and would satisfy her hunger for now.<br><br>Walking over to Oyohusa, taking the offered food. "Thank you," Kira replied, smiling politely. Taking a small bite wanting to savor the food. Make it last as long as possible. Tilting her head slightly, lips curling at the mention of Vampires. Disgusting creatures. "Vampires. Bottom feeding parasites." The disgust and anger in her voice was intermixed with a growl. An eyebrow arched. "Really? You tracked one to the other side of the forest?" This bit of news interested her. Would this one be one of Vampires who attacked her clan? The thought of getting revenge sent a shiver of excitment through her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural in the Wild West (Elf x SapphireStar)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>19-04-2015, 06:09:54</strong>
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				Oyohusa simply nodded when Kira thanked him for the venison then went to preparing the fire. He looked up at her when she spit her opinion of vampires. It was not hard to tell that she had a strong hatred for them. The growling aspect to her voice made it clear that there was some anger there as well. She obviously had some reason to feel that way just as he did. When she asked if tracked one he cocked his head to one side as he gazed up at her. “Tracked? No. Since my tribe was slaughtered I have done nothing but hunt those responsible. I called upon Wolf to help me and she gave me the ability know them. It has also made me aware of all those that are beyond just human, like yourself and the pack here. I just since you. In the same manner she makes me aware of the next one of that band. I can feel it. I don't know exactly where it or how far away. I just know it is that way.” He pointed in the direction he knew it to be through the forest.<br><br>He turned his attention back to building the fire. “Each time I catch up to one and destroy it I ask Wolf to guide me to the next one. I don't know how she chooses the next one it does not always seem to be the closest. I have come across other nests when heading for the one. Now my path is taking me through this forest. I think Wolf wanted me here to meet you and the rogues and chose the one to guide me to that put me on this path at this time.” Once he had everything ready for the fire he knelt before and closed his eyes. After a moment he opened a small pouch at his waist and got out just a pinch of the powdery contents. He tossed the powder on his small wood pile and muttered a few words in his language. There was a flash and the flames just burst to life.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural in the Wild West (Elf x SapphireStar)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SapphireStar</strong> on <strong>22-04-2015, 03:18:36</strong>
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				Kira knelt down upon the ground leaving about a foot or so of space between her and Oyohusa. Taking another bite of the dried food, she tilted her head ever so slightly listening to him talk. She was suprised such gifts would be bestowed upon him.&nbsp; A slight breeze swept over the land causing strands of her long chocolate brown hair to lift and dance about her face. If she had been a normal human woman, Kira might have shivered from the chill in the air. Being a werewolf granted her higher body temperature allowing them to brave harser climates more easily.<br><br>Nodding her head. "Hunting a vampire is no small feat. They can be as slippery as smoke," Kira spoke softly watching as the fire erupted to life with the aid of the powder. The amber glow of the flames dancing over her angelic face.&nbsp; "When I hunt them, I have their scents burned in my mind." Finishing off the last of the dried food, Kira licked her fingers. A soft, sad sigh escaping her lips.&nbsp; Thoughts drifting to what she would do after hunting down the last of the vampires responisble for killing her Pack. Perhaps return overseas to join one of the Packs there?<br><br>"Will you continue to hunt after you eliminate the last of the vampires who killed your tribe?" Kira asked curiously, hazel eyes looking over at Oyohusa.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural in the Wild West (Elf x SapphireStar)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>25-04-2015, 17:30:16</strong>
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				Oyohusa noticed when Kira knelt near him but did not look up from preparing the fire. He finally looked at after it came to life. “Yes, vampires are not easy prey. I have the advantage of just being aware of my specific target as well as just being aware of all beings that are more than normal when they are close. When I travel I am just a man with my extra awareness, but when I hunt Wolf has always granted me strength, speed, and senses to match those I hunt, so I too can fix their scent in my mind.”<br><br>As he looked at her in the light of the fire she reminded him of another woman, one from before. By the fire Kira's skin and hair color almost matched that of the woman from his past. In that moment he remembered the love that he lost and had not really thought about in nearly four winters. Her question brought him back to the present though and he cocked his slightly to one side as he thought about how to answer it. “I was on vision quest when my tribe was attacked, but saw it happen through a vision from the spirits. My people in total only out numbered the demons by two or three to one so there a lot of the monsters. I have only managed to destroy a hand full in the passing of four winters. So despite the gifts granted to me by Wolf time is on their side and I really do not see myself living long enough to see my task completed. If I do I will likely be quite old so will find someplace away from people to live out the rest of my days.”<br><br>He straightened his head and simply looked at her for a moment. “You seem to have a similar reason to hunt them. What will you do once you have destroyed all those that have wronged you?” Normally he did not care much for learning about the strangers he met in his travels but something about this wolf had him wanting to know her better and she had asked the same of him first. Real interest showed in his dark eyes, pushing the sorrow and pain back some.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural in the Wild West (Elf x SapphireStar)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SapphireStar</strong> on <strong>03-05-2015, 23:12:45</strong>
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				Hazel eyes watching Oyohusa. Listening quietly, yet with a sympathetic expression as he revealed more of his tragic past.&nbsp; It was hard not for her to note some parallels to her own.&nbsp; But, one difference was, she had not seen it happen through a vision, but had witnessed it first hand.&nbsp; The monsters came out of the darkness. Attacking fast. Catching them off guard, targeting some of the younger members of the Pack in order to keep the adults in line.&nbsp; That action only enraged the others. No one attached the young ones.&nbsp; She could still hear their howls of pain at night. See their faces, the blood staining the land every time she closed her eyes at night. It was painful to talk about that night.<br><br>Kira's hazel eyes shifted to the fire watching the flames dance this way and that. A hypnotic dance which seemed to entrance her.&nbsp; Nodding in response, "They destroyed my Pack. My family. I barely survived that night," she spoke in a voice soft, full of saddness. A sigh escaped her lips. "I do not know. Perhaps return overseas. Find a new Pack to join." Grasping a few blades of grass ripping them from the ground then tossing them into the flames. Even if she joing a new Pack, it would never be the same. There would be different rules each Pack followed. It would never truly be home.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural in the Wild West (Elf x SapphireStar)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>05-05-2015, 02:10:42</strong>
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				As he spoke of his past Oyohusa saw the way Kira looked at. He recognized the sympathetic expression on her face. He also saw as her expression changed as she remembered her own past. He recognized the pain in her expression as to something akin to his own. He could not help but to feel some sympathy for her as well. This only made his belief that Wolf wanted them together that much stronger. They were of different races but kindred spirits sharing a similar history with a common enemy and a common goal. When her hazel eyes turned to the fire he felt the urge to touch her, place his hand on her arm or shoulder. He resisted that urge though, he was no longer comfortable with trying to comfort another person and suspected that his touch would be unwanted.<br><br>He too turned his dark brooding eyes to the fire and let the hypnotic dance of the flames work on him just as the did on her. “Sounds much like the way they attacked&nbsp; my village, except they attacked the warriors first to leave the others defenseless. You are strong so survived. I knew nothing of them at the time and had I not been out alone would have certainly died with the rest of my tribe. We had no way of fighting them. I had to learn how to destroy them afterwards.” When she said that she might return overseas he again looked at her. “You are from across the great water then. Did your pack come over here or did you follow your enemies here?”<br><br>He stood and looked out into the night. “You have been injured. You will heal better if you rest. This pack is far enough away that I cannot sense them. I will awaken you if I sense them drawing close. You may use my blanket if you need.” He gestured towards his bedroll. “I can get some rest as I keep watch and won't need the blanket.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural in the Wild West (Elf x SapphireStar)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SapphireStar</strong> on <strong>17-05-2015, 03:52:09</strong>
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				A soft sigh escaped Kira's lips. The dancing flames mesmerizing with each passing moment. For a moment, she forgot about her surroundings. Drifting off into a daydream of happier times.&nbsp; A time when she laughed, and enjoyed a midnight run through the woods with her Pack. Her family.&nbsp; She missed those times. Missed hearing their voices and laughter. When she caught up with the vampires responsible for the massacre, what then?&nbsp; It wouldn't bring them back.&nbsp; It wouldn't fill the void of loss and pain.<br><br>The soung of Oyohusa's voice brought her out of her daydream.&nbsp; Tilting her head slightly to look at him.&nbsp; The firelight flickering within her hazel eyes like a wildfire refusing to be tamed.&nbsp; "I barely survived.&nbsp; I suppose my sheer will to live, to avenge my Pack kept me alive. And, the help of a friend to the Pack who helped nurse me back to health," Kira spoke softly.&nbsp; "Originally, yes. My father, he was the Alpha, moved our Pack overseas due to growing tensions.&nbsp; He saw America as a new place to start over. I suppose we weren't the only ones who saw this land as a new opportunity."<br><br>Rest sounded good right now.&nbsp; It had been a while since she truly rested.&nbsp; Reaching over, Kira gave his hand a light squeeze. "Thank you, Oyohusa," Kira spoke softly, letting her hand linger upon his for a moment before pulling away.&nbsp; Rising to her feet, walking over to the bedroll. Smoothing it out, Kira gingerly lowered her body down. Stretching briefly, before curling up on her side. Eyes drifting close.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural in the Wild West (Elf x SapphireStar)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>25-05-2015, 15:39:45</strong>
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				As Oyohusa gazed into the flames he thought briefly about his past, life before he knew about vampires or other more than human creatures like Kira. He remembered very little of his previous life as the spell he had cast to erase his name also seemed to have done the same to much of his life. He would get flashes of memories at times or dream of a life without monsters, but all he really knew anymore was the hunt, need for vengeance, the need to stop the monsters so others would not have to surfer as he has.<br><br>When she spoke he did not look away from the fire to see the flames dance in her eyes. The reflection in his own dark eyes would look like a raging inferno. “Strength of will can be more important than strength of the body. It was good you had a friend though.” When she spoke of her packing come across the great water he did turn to look at her. “Yes, it seems that many different people came to this land seeking a new start or new opportunities, including the predators.”<br><br>When her hand landed on his and she gave it the squeeze as she thanked him he almost smiled. A slight movement of his lips and just a hint of the darkness in his eyes lightening. “You are welcome, Kira.” He was prepared to leave her to rest while took up the watch for the night, but her hand lingered on his and he looked down at her hand. He could remember the last time anybody had touched him even in such a simple way. He liked it but at the same time it started to awaken something in him. It reminded him the humans were not meant to be alone and he was missing something by keeping himself separate from other people. His gaze followed her as she rose and went to the bedroll. He finally realized how truly beautiful she was. He did not move until her eyes drifted closed. Then he moved away from the fire and her, climbing to the top of one the stones sheltering them. There he sat and closed his eyes, but he did sleep, he let his body relax and his mind wander but remained attuned to his senses and the world around them especially his extra sense. He would become instantly alert if anything that affected that sense came within his range of awareness.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural in the Wild West (Elf x SapphireStar)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SapphireStar</strong> on <strong>11-06-2015, 04:23:42</strong>
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				Curled up on the bedroll, Kira slept for a while. Her breathing slow, steady with subtle rise and fall of her chest. Occasioanlly, her fingers twitched or there was a slight jerk of her body as she dreamed. A dream plagued by memories of the night she lost her Pack. Her family. Every time she closed her eyes she saw their faces. Sometimes laughing. Sometimes crying. Then, came the bloodstained faces of the monsters. Charging at her with fangs bared ready to tear her throat out.&nbsp; Fingers curled even more clutching the blanket harder. Waking with a start, hazel eyes darting about the campsite.&nbsp; A shaky hand ran through her hair remembering where she was.&nbsp; Taking a few deep breaths calming down.<br><br>Rising to her feet, Kira stretched testing the wounds finding they were almost healed. Running a hand through her wild, long chocolate brown hair in an attempt to tame them. Turning her head, hazel eyes falling upon Oyohusa atop the stones which gave them shelter.&nbsp; For a few minutes, Kira stood there silently watching him.&nbsp; A curious expression on her face. Thoughts drifting abck to their conversations. To be granted gifts such as the ones he had was truly amazing.&nbsp; There were not many humans she knew who possessed those. Kira felt fortunate to have met him.&nbsp; To defeat the vampires, Kira knew she would need all the help she could get.<br><br>Walking towards the stones, her footsteps light upon the ground. Climbing up till she moved up behind Oyohusa. Reaching over, lightly placing her hand upon his shoulder as a wolf howled in the distance. "Oyohusa? I'll take the next watch," Kira spoke softly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural in the Wild West (Elf x SapphireStar)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>22-06-2015, 21:56:35</strong>
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				Oyohusa sat with his legs crossed atop the rock, his eyes were closed and his mind wondered wherever it wanted to go. He was still aware of Kira's closeness through his extra sense, but she remained the only one hitting that sense. His mind brought up images from his past, his tribe. He saw his people working and laughing. The vision of a woman came to him, he felt that he should know her, that she had been important to him, but even though he tried&nbsp; he could not recall her name. This saddened him as the loss seemed to leave an empty place in his heart and soul. Had she been the woman he loved? The memory changed to something that was not part of his past as the native woman turned to look a different direction. His gaze followed hers and a shadow seemed to open and showed Kira laying on his bedroll by the fire. As he looked through the shadow to his new companion he heard the quiet voice of the woman speaking in his native tongue telling him to help her. He turned back to the woman from his past and she gently touched his cheek and spoke again still in their own language. “You need her as much as she needs you, even more perhaps.”<br><br>Before he could respond though the image suddenly changed again. It went from day to night and suddenly the woman was covered in her own blood. She was pulled away from him by a monstrous figure which tore into her flesh and drank her blood. In his mind he cried out in anguish just as he had done when he had first seen that vision while out on vision quest. Outwardly though he remained silent and unmoving. The vision vanished as he became aware that Kira was drawing closer to him. He could not hear her approach but knew she was coming just the same.<br><br>As Kira's hand touched his shoulder Oyohusa did not start as he was not taken by surprise. As he heard the wolf's howl though his eyes opened and a quick shiver ran down his spine. None of the rogue pack were close enough for him to feel and he doubted very much if any pure wolves remained in this forest not with the weres claiming it as their hunting grounds. So the only one that could be howling for them to hear just as she touched him would have to be Wolf herself. He turned to look up at Kira his eyes went to her wounds first then moved up past her bare breasts to her face and he gave a stern nod. He stood and looked into her eyes. “Wake me if you detect anything potentially dangerous.” His eyes dropped back to the bandage briefly. “Do not try to deal with any threat yourself.” He turned and slipped down from the rock and went to the bedroll. Before laying down he used a stick to stir the fire and added some more wood&nbsp; to it. He then laid down and closed his eyes again.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural in the Wild West (Elf x SapphireStar)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SapphireStar</strong> on <strong>24-07-2015, 06:22:02</strong>
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				Kira felt a shiver ripple through her body when the wolf howled in the distance. It didn't sound like any of the Rogue wolves they had fought. There was something else about the howl. Her very soul seemed to come alive as her hazel eyes turned a golden hue briefly before returning to normal. She had never felt anything like it. Pulling her hand away slowly, heart hammering wildly within her chest. This sudden surge in emotions confused her. The wolf side of her growled softly as he walked away. Normally, such reaction was reserved for a wolf's mate. Shaking her head, Kira stood there lost in thought, trying to sort through the conflicting emotions. Was her wolf trying to tell her something?<br><br>She hadn't thought of finding a mate since her Pack had been massacred. Her quest to find the monsters responsible was the only thing she cared about. Lived for to the point it consumed her. Kira always figured that was something which would come later. Lips pursing together as she watched Oyohusa storked the fire before laying down. Tilting her head slightly. A gentle breeze caused his scent to wash over her intermixed with wood smoke from the campfire. Her wolf stirred. These emotions were confusing her. Turning her gaze towards the dark forest surrounding them. Hazel eyes peering into the darkness. Thoughts drifting to happier thoughts. She missed running with Pack, with family. Hearing laughter. Being surrounded by loved ones.<br><br>After awhile closing her eyes, Kira inhaled slowly. Every scent flooding her nose. She loved the smell of the forest. But the Rogues were polluting it. She could smell death underlying each of the different scents. A snap of a twig a mile or so away caught her attention. Eyes snapping open as her head whipped in the direction. Hazel eyes narrowing. Jumping down from the rock, Kira landed lightly in a low crouch upon the ground. Brisk footsteps carrying her to Oyohusa's side.<br><br>Kneeling down, she gently shook him. "Oyohusa. Trouble is approaching from the northeast," she spoke softly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural in the Wild West (Elf x SapphireStar)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>28-07-2015, 03:03:38</strong>
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				After laying down and closing his eyes Oyohusa almost immediately fell into slumber. He had trained himself to sleep whenever the opportunity came and not just lay awake. Normally he slept very lightly as he was always alone and could not be caught in a vulnerable state by his enemies, but this night he let himself sleep deeper to get better rest from it. Kira may still be a stranger for the most part, but she had helped against the rogue wolves so he was placing more trust in her. He was certain that she meant him no harm and also doubted that she would simply let any harm come to as he slept. So he slept deeper than he had in years.<br><br>As he slept a massive gray wolf came to him, he instantly recognized her as the great spirit Wolf who had chosen to be his guide many years before and source of his unusual abilities. He vaguely recalls others referring to Wolf as a male, a warrior, but he has always seen Wolf as female, the great mother, teacher, and protector. He knew that as a spirit Wolf could appear as whatever she chose to each individual, she just always came to him as the female. She looked him in the eyes briefly then turned her tail to him and started to walk slowly. After a couple of steps she looked back over her shoulder at him but did not stop. He followed Wolf as she lead him into a strange mist with a soft glow to it. The mist parted and they stopped on a brightly hill side. Just up&nbsp; a ways was a building much like white men built. In front of the house there were children playing with wolf cubs. All seemed to be quite happy. The cubs had fur very close to Kira's in color and the children while dressed in cloth garments like white men looked more like natives, with darker hair and skin like his own. As he watched one of the pups shifted into another child and one of the children shifted to wolf and wriggled out of the clothes.<br><br>The vision suddenly vanished as he was shaken into alertness. He opened his eyes and looked up at Kira. At her words he sat up and looked in the direction she had indicated that trouble was approaching from. He concentrates focusing on his extra sense. It takes a moment but he finally senses something other than her. It was very distant and therefore weak. He could not tell if it was just one or many but was sure that it was indeed coming their way. “The trouble is still a ways off. I wish to prepare for the possibility of another battle.”<br><br>Oyohusa moved to his belongings and pulled several things. He put some water in a small wooden cup then added a bit of his spit and a drop of his blood to it. The blood came from a prick of his little finger from his knife. Using the water from the cup he began to mix his paints. He chanted quietly in his own language as he applied the paint to his face. It did not take long for him to fully apply his “War Paint”. As he finished his chanting the paint glowed faintly then the glow seemed to fade into his flesh.
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