Devil in the Snow [TheDevilsHex|moonsblackwolf]
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				Title: <strong>Devil in the Snow [TheDevilsHex|moonsblackwolf]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anteros Vox</strong> on <strong>15-01-2013, 02:38:30</strong>
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				The smell of smoke was in the air, it carried through the breeze and as each man came out to see they were greeted with the hues of red and orange in the horizon. Fire. Darren had been one of the first to fight the fight Mikel eager to help but pushed off by the working men trying desperately to detour the fire from coming into the village. At the end of it the woodland to the left had eaten all the remains of the summer’s crop before harvest. Mikel remembered it then he was only a boy of seven but it was the worst winter he’d ever suffered through. The first time that he’d seen anyone ever die. <br><br>Time went on and life had returned to Uldrum, men busy with their hunting parties, farming, and nightly scouting the tavern for a drink. Mikel was nearing twenty now, and it was his time to prove himself many made on his account. Yet the chieftain’s son was strong and just as wild as the rest his age kept many of the elders in waiting to see if he could truly ever take over the village. Darren had however like most fathers been very hard on the boy and even as a man he expected nothing but the stern discipline of his son. Having to be better than all the other young men his age fastest runner, best archer, skilled with weapons. He lived a life that any good solider would have.<br><br>Mikel had no mother, he’d been born by a woman who merely had the child and returned him to his father. Never having seen her he didn’t even have a whisper of a memory of her. Yet he was his father’s son a near identical twin with only white hairs to make the differences. For his many propositions to marry some woman or another he’d never taken a wife and focused his energy into making Mikel into a man worthy of taking his place. Though Mikel could have never guessed just how soon he would have to assume the mantle of Chieftain. It had been nothing more than a boast really drinking had always brought out the machismo in men. “I killed that Devil!” The drunken words of James boasted out. Though no one had said anything to refute such a statement.&nbsp; The wolves had not been a bother for nearly two winters.<br><br>It was Darren who only scoffed. “No James you wouldn’t never stand a chance against the devil wolf. When your sober you hardly can handle your own wife.” Stupid arguments had brought on a large brawl and by the end of the night Darren and James vowed to prove to everyone they should be ruler of the village. The hunting parties had begun and as the months went on wolves of large size were bring taken down bring in pelts of all colors. Black, white, grays, browns pelts that were used for clothing and blankets. Teeth ripped from the skulls polished and beaded worn to commemorate the kill. His father was a true hunter having killed seventeen wolves five more than his rival. Yet in his final hunt he’d not returned instead Mikel hand the other’s were sent to scout for them.<br><br>It was only the chilled smell of iron that lead their dogs finding the remains of men some frozen in the snow, other’s mawled and maimed. Their silver weapons never had a chance still holding bow’s and axes in their hands. Faded foot prints in the snow laced in dark blood dead man’s blood Mikel’s father had been broken… his arm ripped clean off. Only women cried that was what his father would have said and no tears would escape Mikel only anger. Rage… the larged prints in the snow were not the markings of a mountain wolf. No one said it but it was there in their mind the Devil had come and killed them. That night the remains were taken cleaned and burned on the pyre. Mikel’s birthday would be one he would never forget and just four days after burning his father to their Gods, he was a man of twenty.<br><br>The Elder’s thought it wise that James become the next Cheiftain, but Mikel would not let this come to pass. His father would have spat down from the heavens to know this. “Like hell he can!” The angry voice shouting to the village elders who thus far had not been impressed by any of Mikels actions. Though he was young and well trained it was James who stole his inheritance his right to be Cheiftain and he would pay for it. “I will bring that Devil dead and you will know what mistake you have made.” Leaving the council as he swore to his father’s spirit he would kill that wolf and take his place to be the man he was raised to be.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil in the Snow [xghostx  ♠ moonsblackwolf]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>moonsblackwolf</strong> on <strong>19-01-2013, 03:28:30</strong>
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				No one truly knew where the devil wolf came from or how she came to be. Was she created for a necessity, a warrior for a purpose and need of a society? Was she condition a curse created by magicians or a god to punish a tribe? Even the elders could not be sure what the truth was anymore, their stories being twisted over centuries and generations. The only thing that seems true is wolves lived over hundreds of years alongside humans, sometimes enemies sometimes coexisting peacefully. During these centuries there was speculation over larger wolves that seemed to have the intelligence of a human.&nbsp; She tried to not pick quarrels with the humans who vastly outnumbered her despite her large size in her canine form, although they didn't necessarily know that. No, as the wolves chose to be hidden in the shadows she choose be the focus of nightmares and cautionary tales.&nbsp; Truthfully if they humans didn't continue to expand their numbers and land into the wolves' territory they might never cross paths. But she had no choice when humans began to invade the forests and hunted the same prey.<br>&nbsp;<br>Adria found herself a bit of a wanderer, she was always pushing the limits of what she should do. She loved to run along the forest boundaries, testing how close she could get to the humans before they noticed. It was easy to do, her lithe form flying through the thick tree trunks easily as she ran chasing a meal. Her jet black fur with a white under belly was unusual for her pack but not impossible. Her eyes were a blue similar to a husky's, bright and clear but holding an intelligence and understanding beyond that of her canine doppelgangers. In human form she retained the jet black hair and blue eyes, her skin a tan color.&nbsp; She did not see nudity as a shameful thing, being clothed was a bizarre thing to her.<br><br>There were times when killing humans was an unfortunate necessity.&nbsp; When a human became too bold and hunted her and threatened her life she had to act accordingly.&nbsp; Thankfully it had not been many over the years.&nbsp; Most recently was a few weeks ago on a very chilly night with the snow several inches deep.&nbsp; It was one of the two sets of hunters who had been ravaging the forest and killing many of the native mountain wolves.&nbsp; She didn't really differentiate between them they were both terrible beasts.&nbsp; However one actually caught up to her and had to be dealt with.&nbsp; It was a pity that she had to murder the human but she would not risk her life.<br><br>Now she was just wandering the icy forest, her large body easily carrying her through the thick snow.&nbsp; In winter she often spent much of her time in the densely furred wolf form to protect herself.&nbsp; It was time for a meal and she was sniffing for something good to eat.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil in the Snow [xghostx  ♠ moonsblackwolf]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anteros Vox</strong> on <strong>19-01-2013, 21:03:45</strong>
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				Mikel had been alone on this, no one dared to join him for fear of being ostracized from the village. Many had long given into the fact that his father had died by a devil and for it he would be cursed by a ghost for his whole life. Superstitious old codgers. Mikel was content to wait it didn’t matter how long his heavy fur coats and boots kept him warm enough to the snow, he’d grown up as a child in this blue children is what they would call the small ones. Cold blue lips and blue skin as yet they never seemed to be bothered by the snow at all. Even during the harshest of winter it was a popular rite of passage as a youth to jump stark naked into the shallows of a pond. Breaking through thin layers of ice and have ones balls freeze off.<br><br>Days gone by really he wasn’t out here to think on the past he was here to avenge his father and prove them all wrong. The he belonged to line of chieftain he would kill the beast and … no… not kill. Thinking longer on it if her were to capture it train the thing into being his weapon! His eyes narrowed as his body stiffened. The sliver weapon hidden deep in the snow as well as half of his body. The rest of his form scented with the wilds and remained stone still his warm breathe taken in to avoid any signs that he was there.&nbsp; He’d killed a deer days ago, digging a shallow hole to hide it and let it sit for scavenger wolves. It had worked in more than one occasion and now? Something was nearby he could feel it like a heaviness all around him he’d set up traps the one trap he counted on most was the decoy… one step on that twig and down came a crudely cut log. Though that was not the trap at all. Feet from there, in the only safe direction to avoid it was a pit dug deep and in it the small points of silver stakes. <br><br>Mikel was ready to jump out any moment, but it was the of a snow fox that made him mutter under his breathe. Nothing at all just a stupid snow fox running away from something. He watched the dumb thing run with little to no weight over the twig having just missed it from setting off before it began to scurry right past him. He breathed out a long sigh, taking a bit of snow once more and letting it rest on his tongue. Still something bothered him, that heavy feeling as if he were being watched… how could he be if he were so well hidden?? He began to remain still again, awaiting for the wolves to come down from their mountain side. It didn’t matter how many wolves he had to kill he would find the leader if there was such a thing the beast that killed his father. When he did…&nbsp; his eyes finally remained shut as he thought of nothing but warmth of his lodge fire. Perhaps a body to keep warm with he enjoyed hunting but nothing was better then being warm...<br><br>He wondered if he would have bad luck tonight... it had been days but once or twice he would catch the trail of something he thought to be the Devil and every time it was a bear or a cougar. It was the bear that based the size of the beast on... what was larger then a bear?? He hoped he would not return a failure how could he return if he failed?! No matter how long it took he would even if that meant going deeper into the wolves territories. He'd already crossed over two days prior and no one else would find his dead body if he met the same fate his father did. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil in the Snow [xghostx  ♠ moonsblackwolf]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>moonsblackwolf</strong> on <strong>24-01-2013, 05:06:40</strong>
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				There was no one in the forest that was a better hunter than she.&nbsp; The devil wolf could hunt and kill anything within the forest walls but she did not prefer to bloody herself for a meal.&nbsp; Occasionally she would hunt the larger more dangerous prey like a mountain lion or a bear but she rather hunt smaller predators that gave a good chase but were not going to slice her up in the process.&nbsp; She enjoyed feeling her heart pounding in her chest, the wind in her fur, the taste of fear in their meat.&nbsp; She often gave into her animal instincts and it served well for her to live.<br><br>Currently Adria's prey was a small snow fox that had crossed her path a few miles back.&nbsp; She could tell the small omnivore had sensed he was being followed a while ago but he hadn't flat out bolted from her yet.&nbsp; She stuck to the shadows of the forest dawn was breaking into the morning sky.&nbsp; It was easier to hunt when the predators hadn't ate and were still sleepy.&nbsp; As they progressed in a steady chase she watched the fox almost hesitate for a moment before scampering past a tree.&nbsp; She slowed to a walk and begin to pay more attention to her surrounds.&nbsp; Something wasn't right...there was no unusual smell but something else about the area that bothered her.&nbsp; Bright blue eyes began to glance around warily as she progressed further.<br><br>Her ears perked as she caught movement across from her but it soon stilled and she had trouble figuring out what it was.&nbsp; Heavy paws carried her forward and she felt a twig snap beneath her weight.&nbsp; A loud creak came from above and she flinched as a large log began to drop from above.&nbsp; Panicked she jumped to the side to narrowly avoid the heavy log and found herself land on false ground.&nbsp; She dropped immediately on her side and yelped as sharp metal spikes pierced her side.&nbsp; The effect was instantaneous and she began to feel weak as the silver began to drain her.&nbsp; Whimpering she forced herself to move towards the side of the pit and attempted to pull herself up, snow and dirt falling over her black fur.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil in the Snow [xghostx  ♠ moonsblackwolf]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anteros Vox</strong> on <strong>24-01-2013, 17:39:24</strong>
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				Mikel’s eyes were closed able to feel it too what the hell? When he opened his eyes he felt the sour turn of his stomach as he’d seen a beast. Black and contrasting from the snow as if came closer. He felt his breath stop holding it for what seemed like forever when the tree snapped from its spring his eyes turned to watch it weigh down in a heavy swing. The grinding sounds of rope twined as it began to head to the animal. His breathe release when it moved his eyes filled with a relief he knew it was only a matter of time. When the wolf fell into the pit he began to break out of the snow, ripping with him the silver chain as he ran towards the hole. Jumping back on his ass when the wolf begin to claw its way out. Now or never h thought throwing over the chains to its neck tightly forming a slip knot around its head. Pulling tightly to choke the beast or what?! Christ everything he’d heard about the silver he wasn’t even sure it would even work. They held to that tradition of lining their weapons with silver as if it were more for traditions sake.<br><br>When he saw the smoke around its neck he nearly let go of the chain. They were true and that meant this was a wolf?! Not just a wolf but a devil the devil that killed his father… his hands gripped tightly throwing the chain over his shoulder as turned around. Hauling the chain and the weight of the wolf over his shoulder using his legs to pull through the snow. Tightly hoping he’d kill this wolf or at least weaken it to make it easier to bring back to the village. He should have worried about the beast’s claws but something forced him to use every ounce of will pulling that creature out and bringing to the heavy landings of the snow. His eyes tracing over it as he grinned. “Now then” He didn’t know if the beast understood him what did it matter, keeping the tight hold of the chain to ensure he didn’t give an inch to the wolf.<br><br>He could see the stain of blood, but no concern for the beast was given. If it really was the Devil his stories were not coming to reality. A beast that can change form from animal to the image of a human… Hmph as if this thing could ever pass as human if the myths were true only silver could keep it at bay and even kill it. He was not ready to kill it just yet the grunt given as he finally turned to stare closer at it. “So you’re the animal that killed my father.” Truth was he didn’t care anymore he only sought to shut the Elder’s down. To give them a taste of his vengeance with this the village people would have to respect him or he would unleash this thing on them. “I should kill you. Stupid creature.” Feeling almost superior now as he nearly kicked the wolf yet held back with a slight rise of his brow. He thought they were supposed to be weakened by silver take their weaker form….<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil in the Snow [xghostx  ♠ moonsblackwolf]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>moonsblackwolf</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 02:45:18</strong>
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				Adria was whimpering as the spikes not only dug into her flesh but they began to burn and smoke came from her wounds.&nbsp; Silver.&nbsp; It had to be nearly pure silver or she wouldn't be feeling this pain like this.&nbsp; Her eyes caught the image of the human before he jumped back with a gasp as her massive paws dug at the side.&nbsp; She was desperate to get out of the pit as her wounds bled slightly, her breath heaving as she moved again.&nbsp; Suddenly the human male was back and her blue eyes were wide as he threw the chain noose down around her throat.&nbsp; She gagged as it was tighten and he yanked her out of the pit.&nbsp; Why was he pulling her out of his pit before she died?&nbsp; She smelled the burning smell of fur and flesh and whined as the skin around her neck was burned.<br><br>She flopped onto the snow, her dark red blood staining the the pure white snow underneath her as she panted slightly.&nbsp; She shook her head which loosened the chain some around her neck and she laid on the frozen earth.&nbsp; She heard his words but did not understand what he meant at first.&nbsp; She gave him a confused expression before she winced from the pain.&nbsp; Finally she couldn't hold her form, her body needing to heal and it took too much out of her to maintain the wolven form.&nbsp; With a small howl she changed forms into that of a smaller woman.&nbsp; She was very shapely, her long raven hair falling around her pale shoulders as she shivered.&nbsp; Her limbs came in to curl around her center even she was vulnerable to the cold in her human form.&nbsp; When she peeked up through her damn black hair, the shocking almost electric blue eyes caught his.&nbsp; A mixture of a pleading and angry look filled her eyes as she reached up and grasped the chain, burning her palms as she struggled to loosen the noose.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil in the Snow [xghostx  ♠ moonsblackwolf]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anteros Vox</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 22:48:06</strong>
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				He felt like he was fighting with a rock! Though once she started to give way he began to stop pulling so hard. Though he could hear it.. smell it.. scents of blood in the cold snow coming from behind him. Turning around he saw the bloody mess of the snow, and his wolf gone! Holding the chain tightly he began to feel his face grow ridged. What the fuck!? The woman at the end of his chain was naked in the snow still smoldering around her neck but not as strongly as she had in her wolf form. HER WOLF FORM. The notion finally sank into his head. She was the wolf? Her head slowly came up and as he looked at her face she was in pain. A part of him wanted to stop himself to free her from the chain around her neck. He even moved a few steps towards her before he completely came to a stand still.<br><br>Was she the one who killed his father? He needed to know she was the only one here! This creature this thing had to have been. “What are you?” The words came out angry in a tone that was demanding as he pulled the chain. Her fingers seemed to reach for the chain and again he pulled at them to bring her forward closer. The silver chain had been one like most of his weapons finely crafted from the blacksmith and his son. They had been a family of smiths from generations ago and to the day they were the finest in all the small villages. “You’re the one they call the Devil aren’t you?” Those blue eyes looked ethereal but deadly as if looking too long at them would make him spellbound. He grit his teeth a mere woman.<br><br>“Get on your feet bitch!” Anger sweeping through him he just could not let go and the idea of a she wolf a woman killing his father a great warrior burned at him. He began to move again not wanting to look at her, that form was unnatural no matter how perfect it seemed to be. She was going to be his prize and it would be a long walk back to his village to show her off. “I suppose it doesn’t matter now you or one of your kind killed my father. Its only right that you deserve to die in his place.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil in the Snow [xghostx  ♠ moonsblackwolf]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>moonsblackwolf</strong> on <strong>05-02-2013, 17:32:02</strong>
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				It was some time before she felt herself lying on the ground her bare skin touching the snow now.&nbsp; Her long raven hair fell wetly around her like a cloak and she laid in the snow while the smell of burning flesh continued to fill her nostrils.&nbsp; He was looking at her with confusion and she realized that he didn't know she could change into a human.&nbsp; He seemed to pity the pain she was in and moved towards her before stopping himself.&nbsp; It didn't matter because a low, inhuman growl came from her throat to warn him off.&nbsp; She was watching him warily, her eyes not leaving his face as he moved in front her.<br><br>He began to ask questions that she knew he had the answer to and so she remained silent at first.&nbsp; The man obviously knew she was the Devil Wolf as they called her despite not knowing her shape shifting abilities.&nbsp; He was yanking on the chain which made her growl loudly before her fingers came up to grasp the loop around her throat.&nbsp; He yanked her even closer until she could have lashed out against him easily.&nbsp; The high silver content was keeping her in constant pain and weakened her.&nbsp; Material made of partial silver would hurt but it wouldn't burn like this.&nbsp; As he asked her if she was the Devil Wolf she hesitated before nodding once to him.<br><br>"Was your father one of the fools who hunted something they could not catch?&nbsp; Tried to catch the Devil Wolf for a trophy?" she asked in her soft but deep voice.&nbsp; Even now she had a hint of a growl in her words.&nbsp; She rose from the forest floor and stood in front of him her body showing completely to him without shame.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil in the Snow [TheDevilsHex|moonsblackwolf]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anteros Vox</strong> on <strong>02-10-2014, 09:50:35</strong>
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				He was indeed shocked to see her there, if he were any other man he would have adored that sight the beautiful fall of her raven black hair. Those perfectly shaped thighs leading to a well-rounded him and her belly… most woman didn’t look like that at all. They were always a little heavier but she as tone and lean and he could see it so well, and her breasts now embracing the sting of the cool air. Any other man would have fell to his knees at the sight of such a rare wild beauty. Mika however was the son of a Fool then but in his hands he held the difference between himself and his father. Mika grippe the chain pulling it harder with a force he didn’t think he had. Though he was not considered a weakling, he was not one to purposely hurt a woman. She was no woman she was a demon and her nick name was all the reminder he needed as he wrapped the chain around his elbow and palm. Each wrap another rough pull until he was within her striking distance.<br><br>He wouldn’t give her the chance, he didn’t need anything stopping his great return to the village. He lifted his hand to her arm tempted to just knock her out a simple head butt would have done it he thought. Instead he smile and turned pulling her into him looking now with a closer inspection of that face. Did she have no imperfections what so ever? Her skin was smooth almost as if it were babe like, not a single thing he could see that was imperfect about her. He grabbed her collar the chain’s effects on her were nothing to him. Pulling it as he turned to yank her through the snow, her bare body would just have to suffer it until he found his way back to his lodge. It was going to be a harsh walk as the snow was already inches high to his ankle. Could her body handle it in a naked state? Was the wolf so strong in this form too?? He didn’t care he only though of looks on their faces when they saw her.<br><br>Would they understand that she was not merely a woman but a she wolf who’s form now was only a glamour it wasn’t the real her… Would she turn back into that Devil? The silver worked, and if that were the truth of the legends he knew of wolves then surely her body would eventually return to its wolf form. THEN… they would see they would see just how he now held a beautiful beast and taming her would be the next process. Already his mind consuming him, he had memories of his father it was those that fueled the anger and the ability to trudge through the snow somehow trying to figure out how this all was going to end. As if he even knew….<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil in the Snow [TheDevilsHex|moonsblackwolf]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>moonsblackwolf</strong> on <strong>06-10-2014, 08:27:14</strong>
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				Adria watched as he surveyed her body much like any man would a woman but she did not really understand the look he gave her.&nbsp; Wolves did not communicate through looks but more through touch, sound, play and so in her human form she couldn't translate such a heated gaze.&nbsp; &nbsp;He was no longer speaking as emotions seemed to dictate his actions now, his hands tugging the chain around her neck repeatedly.&nbsp; The length shortened rapidly until she would be able to touch him if she reached or lashed out at him.&nbsp; For the moment however she was more focused on not being choked by the thick chain, her fingers wrapped around the loop surrounding her throat to keep it from tightening further.<br><br>She couldn't move much from him as his hand connected with her unnaturally warm skin and yanked her body into his abruptly.&nbsp; She snarled at him, lips drawn back and baring her teeth at the man for touching her directly and then slamming her into his clothed body.&nbsp; His eyes wandered over her face questioningly as he tried to figure something out before he changed his grip to hold the collar and take it away from her.&nbsp; He used it as a hand hold to keep her in place but she growled as she jerked the chain falling slightly behind him.&nbsp; A few more steps when he was deep in thought and she struck out against him.&nbsp; Her leg swept the back of his knees intending to knock him down to the ground and pinned him face down in the snow while tugging her chain free form him.&nbsp; All she wanted was her freedom back and she would do whatever necessary to get it back.<br><br>While the cold was not as comfortable but would not get frostbite as easily, her body stronger and hardier than a typical human's thanks to her wolf half.&nbsp; She knew as long as the ring of silver or any silver remained on her form keeping her weak she wouldn't be able to transform back.&nbsp; She wasn't helpless in this form but weaker, less deadly, and without her natural body's weapons.&nbsp; It was perfect timing though that the boy was distracted by his thoughts to not notice that she was going to pin him down.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil in the Snow [TheDevilsHex|moonsblackwolf]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anteros Vox</strong> on <strong>06-10-2014, 09:59:37</strong>
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				He was more than distracted he was having a hard time rationalizing that a woman killed his father. In his village they often gave some woman a weapon as a sign of their strengths it was their duty to protect their home when men left to hunt or war. Aggressive woman were in every other home in his village yet there was a chain of command. Chieftain, Elders, Men, woman, children… How then did his father not see this? Maybe it was just that idea of his father being strong and being so hard on him when he was growing up. He always remembered his father unsatisfied when he fell short of expectation. Now he knew he was a far capable hunter yet… <br><br>The snow was suddenly starting to pick up, the chill in the air was making his nose sting wanting to lift his wrap over his face but doing that would have meant loosening his hold. He’d just have to endure it and with the lack of light now in the sky he had to rely on his own instincts to get back to his lodge. He pulled her once more with a hard tug releasing her collar as he gave her chain just enough slack. The rock below was his height in distance to the ground, jumping it to his feet he sank into the snow waist deep. “Jump.” He ordered her otherwise he’d just yank her down. <br><br>Again the chill was steadily dropping the temperature he couldn’t wait for her to make up her mind before pulling that chain either with or without her body force. For some stupid reason he had not thought she would fight him perhaps it was because she was naked and had no weapon where he had three hidden among his furs and boots. Though he’d expected it would be like leading a stubborn animal having to give force only from pulling the chain. Completely unaware that she had any intentions of attacking him. A hand lowered to lift the wrap over his face now, while he could they were just nearly there. <br><br>He trudged forward, his hands were cold on that chain, and even if he wanted to open them he didn’t thing his fingers would even move to obey. He finally sighed some relief now seeing his lodge in the distance the door still accessible as the snow was piling up from the back rather than front.&nbsp; There was no light at all no fire from its chimney he’d been out long and knew while it would not be warm inside, there was food, and water. Hungry he wanted to eat and have water hoping it hadn’t frozen over. Though that was unlikely he was raised in the snow but even now he felt it was bitterly cold.<br><br>Just nearly there.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil in the Snow [TheDevilsHex|moonsblackwolf]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>moonsblackwolf</strong> on <strong>08-10-2014, 08:39:46</strong>
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				As the snow began to fall more heavily she felt the cold eating away at her warmth until she was shivering a bit from the wet chill from the snow melting on her pale skin.&nbsp; They trudged along throw the snow at a decent pace until they reached a small cliff.&nbsp; He gave her some slack before he jumped over the edge, only a few feet of a drop it appeared.&nbsp; She hesitated for only a moment as she tried to decide what to do but he didn't give her a lot of time to decide.&nbsp; He gave a sharp yank to the chain and she had no choice but to leap down to the rocks below, cringing as she fell into the deep snow.&nbsp; Now she was doubly frustrated as she felt the icy snow covering over half of her body.<br><br>Adria made up her mind as she could see the cabin in the distance and she was not about to get trapped within the house.&nbsp; She refused to let this pathetic human cage her within one of his homes.&nbsp; So with her chance of losing freedom looming she leapt at the man from behind which was easier with the slack, she was able to rush him.&nbsp; As soon as she got close she kicked her leg out sharply to hit the back of his knees and knock him on his knees.&nbsp; She pounced at his shoulders to shove him down covering him in the snow as she pressed her weight into his back.&nbsp; Her hands scrambled at the chain yanking at it abruptly to gain more of it from his hands.<br><br>She snarled at him as she tugged repeatedly trying to break his grip.&nbsp; "Don't make me hurt you further human...let go...NOW!" she snarled, one hand gripping his wrist and squeezing slightly expecting the pain to make him drop hold of her chain so she could remove it and run away.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil in the Snow [TheDevilsHex|moonsblackwolf]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anteros Vox</strong> on <strong>08-10-2014, 10:01:42</strong>
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				Her movements were fast when you didn’t see them coming, suddenly his knees gave in, bending and forcing his collapse. He gave a rasp grunt as he now only a single hand on that chain, it was her body weight that had his face in the snow. It was so damned cold it went up his nose and instantly the sting of cold against his face made his body fight for warmth. It came in one form only, the bursting shot of adrenaline as the tugging of that chain was being painfully made against his grip.<br><br>It hurt mostly because of the cold, well solely because of it, if he were warm he knew she wouldn’t have gotten the better of him. His body snapped out of it and gripping tighter he tried to breathe in only getting snow and slush inside his mouth and throat. She was fucking heavier then she looked! His shoulder moving and his body turning into her pull, the hold she had on his wrist broken as he rolled over the chain sinking into the snow between his body and her own. He gripped it with his free hand and shoved it down into her throat just above that collar.<br><br>“AND THEN WHAT?!” They were surrounded in snow, having nearly dug a hole that came up over his body and her own. “You stupid wolf, the key to your collar is where? You think you’re going to break away from me and run off and somehow remove this collar?” He was angry at her, who the hell did she think she was?! Perhaps it was his nerves talking too, to say he wasn’t nervous about this would have been a lie. He was young and until he proved it, he wouldn’t be the man his father was building him up to be. “Your mine ! Your my prisoner my trophy. I would sooner be dead then to let you go.”<br><br>HE realized that he’d mounted her, his knees around her hips that chain down into her neck. The beautiful woman hiding inside the wolf was his, he wasn’t going to let it go. No matter what, and now he could truly appreciate what that could have meant. He looked over body, her breasts were near perfect though even she was feeling the cold, he was shivering now his face dropping down to hers. “You will die in this storm that silver on the collar will eventually erode your pretty neck without your fur you will freeze. Which death sounds more fun?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil in the Snow [TheDevilsHex|moonsblackwolf]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>moonsblackwolf</strong> on <strong>18-10-2014, 04:01:41</strong>
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				While the woman was lithe and fit she was also muscular so her form was not light upon his back she was sure.&nbsp; She hoped that the pressure along his spine and the pain on his wrist coupled with the prospect of being drowned nearly in the snow and slush would be enough to stop him.&nbsp; Normally she would have overpowered this pathetic man even in her human form but with the collar of silver around her throat she was weaker.&nbsp; It was immensely frustrating and she could only hope that his self preservation would be enough to distract him so she could free herself.<br>&nbsp; <br>After a few moments of hesitation where he simply held the chain in his grip he suddenly used her grip on the chain to overturn them.&nbsp; She growled as she was tossed down in the icy snow, his body over hers in an instant.&nbsp; His thighs straddled her hips pinning her legs while his hands moved the chain up over her throat.&nbsp; The pressure exerted on her was enough to make her gag and choke, quickly increasing until she couldn't breath while he snarled in her face.&nbsp; &nbsp;He was obviously angry at her out lash and she couldn't help it as she struggled further, her legs kicking behind his body.&nbsp; He mentioned how the silver collar was locked around her throat and she couldn't remove it.&nbsp; &nbsp;In her heart she'd rather died from exposure in the woods than be stuck with him among the humans but she couldn't make her logical mind agree.&nbsp; Her mind told her that perhaps if she behaved he would remove it and eventually she could escape.<br><br>As she lie in the snow she watched as his eyes travelled down on her nude form trapped beneath his body, a low warning growl bubbling from her throat as the pressure from the chain was decreased slightly.&nbsp; She shook her head to fling wet snow off that dripped from his face, annoyed that he was still pinning her down.&nbsp; "At least if I died in the woods you would not have me, that is a benefit." she huffed back at him even as her body's own adrenaline flowed away and she began to shiver.&nbsp; "I'm going to die soon anyways if you keep me out here."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil in the Snow [TheDevilsHex|moonsblackwolf]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anteros Vox</strong> on <strong>18-10-2014, 20:09:11</strong>
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				His head tilted back just some, her growl only making him annoyed if anything. There was something about he that made him unafraid perhaps her wolf form was gone and he could kill a human. He could even kill a wolf, it was hard to imagine even still that he'd caught her and with the words of her freezing to death his eyes darted up. They would both freeze to death out here he was confused though her mood moving from escape to shelter though rational to him. He'd only been so far from making a fire, heating up some water perhaps something hot to drink thaw out... He lifted his knee setting his foot down into the snow standing up and this time he'd keep a hold on her. She was after all heavy boned, maybe it was a wolf thing... Pulling her up with a grip of his fingers to that silver the other gripping the chain. He didn't even want to think just how cold she was it probably felt like needles against the body. His fingers were so numb now, but he was going to make sure nothing stopped him. He moved to stand behind her, and would now only direct her where they would go. Stupidly he fell for her attack and she would have gotten him if not for luck that was all it was luck at some point all luck ran out.<br><br>He had to push perhaps to get her back into the path, a shivered reach to his hip produce a small flask his thumb painfully flicking it open as he drank. Just a drink the kind that never froze, and went in hot down your throat. His breathe parting to release the hard strong scent of it he needed something to pretend to warm his insides. The flask put away as he now again say the cabin motioning towards it as he clung tightly to her collar moving towards it. The door had been covered in a thin sheet of ice but with a kick it gave way and opened. The damp smell of it was from the snow, his breathe caused a cloud as he spoke. "You will die out there." His back pushing the door closed again looking for a place to keep her secure, he didn't really think he'd get this far. Moving to the meat rack wrapping her chain to it, the rack lay empty usually used to hang deer or wild catch for skinning. The single room cabin had been meant for just one, and along with a bed and fire place it was more then modest. He looked quickly around for ... ah there, an iron lock the key still in it locking the links of that silver chain together. Able to let go he flexed his fingers as if they wouldn't move again but they did... <br><br>He needed a damn fire and fast, moving close to her but far enough from that dangerous woman's reach. For now she wasn't on the forefront of his mind naked or not what they needed was warmth. He pulled the flit off the mantle and began to strike it over the dried logs it took three strikes before the flame caught, throwing a bit of wool into the kindling. Fire! He added more logs, needing it to burn hot before giving a look around her. He didn't want her getting her hands on anything, taking the key, the flint, and any ominous sharp objects from her surrounding area. Though he did one thing he found a pair of his clothes and threw them at her feet. Everything save shoes. Thick wool socks, a pair of fur trousers, and a cotton top, with a wool jacket. He even pulled his blanket off his bed and that too he tossed to her. "Now be quiet while I put food on. I am starving, sorry I don't eat humans so your just going to have made due with pickled pork." Having a stock of various jarred food in his back room with the cold nothing went bad to quick. <br><br>He began to pull the hook of the heart towards him sitting in a chair and hanging a small black pot inside was water, nearly frozen but he would make tea anything to get warm.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil in the Snow [TheDevilsHex|moonsblackwolf]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>moonsblackwolf</strong> on <strong>22-10-2014, 10:15:06</strong>
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				There was a few moments where the aggravating human just stared down at her stupidly before her words hinting about frostbite and worse reached his mind and he realized they needed to get to a shelter.&nbsp; Truthfully she would have rather the silver be removed so she could change back into the wolf.&nbsp; Finally he shifted to standing up next to her but his hands remained on the leads and collars so he had a tight grip on her neck and movements.&nbsp; He forced her back to standing and the additional moisture on her skin just added to the chill.&nbsp; She did not show her burden though unwilling to let the human get the best of her.&nbsp; He got a little smarter this time and forced her to walk in front of him where he could keep an eye on her, directing her towards his cabin from behind.<br><br>The she wolf was not pleased that her plan didn't work but she still moved for the simple prospect of a warm room for the night.&nbsp; She could smell the sharp tang of alcohol when he took out his flask, shaking her head s slightly at the weakness.&nbsp; However if the human was unintelligent enough to get intoxicated around her then by all means, meant her escape came faster.&nbsp; The cabin loomed in the foreground and she found herself slowing slightly, unwilling to approach the new trap.&nbsp; His hands kept her moving though and soon she was forced through the doorway into the cabin, a little wooden prison just for her.&nbsp; It smelled foul like it hadn't seen fresh air in years, a musty smell that stale air and stagnant water get.&nbsp; It made her fur ruffle as she moved inside where at least most of the wind was trapped outside.&nbsp; Slowly she padded over to the meat rack where she could smell old blood and the remnants of meat, her stomach growling to remind her she hadn't ate since her hunt was interrupted.&nbsp; He looped it around the metal rack before he locked it in place and she was tethered to the filthy object.<br><br>At this point she was exhausted, number, wind bitten, bruised, sore, and very hungry.&nbsp; The wounds from his attack were partially healed, signaling days of time instead of hours.&nbsp; Her bright blue eyes watched with mild curiosity as he started the fire that began to flicker happily.&nbsp; Then he was doing a little search to find any possible weapons around her and found nothing save her and the chain.&nbsp; He threw over a bunch of different clothes and she frowned now knowing what they were for.&nbsp; They also reeked of the human's scent making her nose wrinkle so she shoved it aside a moment while she tugged the blanket around her shoulders making a shield along her body to trap in the heat.<br><br>As he mentioned about putting on food and not having human meat she scoffed, "You are a foolish man.&nbsp; I have never consumed a human...I have never killed a human that didn't try to hunt me or mine down first.&nbsp; Any one dumb enough to draw first blood died."&nbsp; &nbsp;Grumbling she turned towards the wall so she wasn't watching him any longer, leaning against the rack tiredly.&nbsp; She massaged her feet, legs, hands, and arms restoring blood flow and helping the extremities warm up slowly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil in the Snow [TheDevilsHex|moonsblackwolf]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anteros Vox</strong> on <strong>22-10-2014, 19:56:44</strong>
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				He grit his teeth, looking at her now as she turned to fiddle with her feet. She should put on the wool socks if she wanted to help herself he thought. Though he said nothing at the moment the flare of anger sweeping over his expression as he watched her. Her true form killed his father, and if she wouldn't stop lying because she had to be lying. Wolves killed and attacked them. Wolves were the demons and she must have been their Queen or ... his hands lowered the pork and began to grab his knees needing to grip something his anger making him riled up. Perhaps he lacked patience but he wasn't stupid either she killed good men, people with families unlike her who seemed to be alone. He was sure of it what the hell did she know anyway!<br><br>“You killed my father, you insult his memory, My memory of him. What the hell make you think I am going to allow you to keep spewing these lies from your mouth. You think I am going to let you speak to me like that?” Finally standing up he began to move towards her and lifted his boot to the back of her shoulder kicking at her just enough to get her attention. “Put some damned clothes on, if you want to stay naked I will show you what a naked woman is for. Though your not even a woman are you?” Grabbing her dark hair in his fingers, fingers that were slowly recovering from the cold pink as the gloves he wore were now off. “your some animal… a chained up animal.”<br><br>He wasn’t that type of man, the type of man who sought to abuse woman not really. Most would have called him chivalrous but she brought out an anger in him mostly it was the mere mention of his father. He just did not want to know or hear about him being weak enough to fall victim maybe it pained him to know the truth. Though he would get her to silence about it one way or another her words seemed to push in all the right ways just enough to make his blood burn. “No… I supposed I should show you you’re just a woman now aren’t you wild but even wild things must be tamed.” Pulling her blanket away the chain yanked up to hook it on a shorter link forcing her to hang or stand.<br><br>“I am going to have to teach you how to speak to me, clearly the wild beast in you lets your tongue slip. You are mine now, from this moment until you die.” He caught her hands pulling them behind her towards him then finally into a hold under one hand. “Apologize now and I will let you down.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil in the Snow [TheDevilsHex|moonsblackwolf]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>moonsblackwolf</strong> on <strong>28-10-2014, 06:47:19</strong>
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				Adria kept her body turned away from the human as she allowed her body to absorb the heat from the fireplace while her skin dried.&nbsp; Her gentle massaging of her limbs helped restore feeling to them and soon they stopped tingling so much from being frozen.&nbsp; She did not say anything more to him even as he began to rant back at her.&nbsp; She knew the truth about what happened to the men who came hunting her in the forest.&nbsp; It was apparent that she struck a nerve with the human though as his voice began to rise in anger.&nbsp; She remained unfazed by him until she heard his footsteps approaching her.&nbsp; Her hands stopped their rubbing motion and soon he shoved his wet boot into her back firmly which didn't exceptionally hurt but was annoying enough to warrant a growl from the she wolf.<br><br>He remarked about her lack of clothing and she huffed, intended to retort to his accusations but his hand made a fist within her dark, dripping locks tugging her head sharply.&nbsp; She brought her hands up to wrap around his wrist, fingernails digging in harshly as he continued to hold her scalp prisoner.&nbsp; He threated to tame her and she snarled at him, the animalistic sounds coming from her human throat would be enough to make most men tremble.&nbsp; The blanket was torn away exposing her nudity to the room once more before he lifted the chain and made her choke on the silver against her throat.&nbsp; Her feet immediately scrambled on the wood floor to move beneath her so she could push up from the ground to keep from hanging herself.&nbsp; In that time his hands quickly snatched hers and dragged them behind her back where they were somewhat useless.<br><br>"I...am not human.&nbsp; Never been human...nor do I want to be if this is how you treat those you view beneath you." she snapped as she struggled against his hands.&nbsp; "What's wrong?&nbsp; Can you not handle the truth?&nbsp; Hmm?&nbsp; You are pathetic, arrogant creatures.&nbsp; You invade the homes of those you do not like to attack them then get mad when you lose.&nbsp; Selfish beasts who think that you rule over everything!&nbsp; Well hear me well human, I have <strong>never</strong> hunted for sport, trophies, fun.&nbsp; I have <strong>never</strong> killed a human that did not first attack me or those who I protect.&nbsp; I am not a killer of innocents, just those who are ignorant and try to destroy what they have no right to."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil in the Snow [TheDevilsHex|moonsblackwolf]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anteros Vox</strong> on <strong>28-10-2014, 10:47:05</strong>
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				He thought of her words, and the bad thing about them was he did believe her… he believed every word. They were like that, they killed those they called enemies and destroyed things they feared. Yet if he were no better than again it was a kill or be killed world for him and his people. His hands were not deterred by her words gripping the she-wolfs wrists together removing the leather cord he used as a belt pulling it free to bind her hands. Weaving the leather around one wrist, then the other, and finally together as he began to knot the leather cord. He let her go to stand or tip toe not hearing an apology from her lip only more insults to his own kind. “So you will kill me too then?” She had basically said it. “Then there is no point to treat you any kinder then you deserve. Understand when you insult someone’s family it isn’t something humans take lightly. You should know that if you had any family of your own.” <br><br>He doubted it, otherwise where the hell were they to come rip him apart?? Family protect one another and she was here with him and alone. Mikel began to remove the close line fur jacket, it was warm as the fur used inside to keep his body temperature up. He let it fall away exposing the wool knitted sweater, a few holes here or there with old snags of it. That too was pulled off, under that held his final layer of protection from the cold. A tightly knit white top that clung close to his form, it was made of a heat protecting material imported from traders. Cotton. Planting in their village was hard due to the winter’s so long and the ground so harsh. Trading was an essential thing in his village with others throughout the borders. <br><br>He began to peel it off him the long sleeves coming off his arms as he began to feel a bit of hesitation though pushing that aside. He had to be the leader his people wanted, someone who feared nothing, not even the moral conscious he so often bowed to. Yet… it nagged at him again. His hand moving to touch her back, his own back bore the result of training, a few scars from close calls. Bruising on his flesh from being left out in the elements nights prior to now. Even the pink form of her attack still clinging to his flesh at his back. The fact that her skin was so soft surprised him his cold finger tips sliding higher to her shoulders between them he gave a tilt of his head. Another hand raised up at her hip, touching the flesh under his fingers and palms sliding them around her belly, she felt harder here… she had a lean form. <br><br>Most woman in his village had a bit of a belly, even the thin ones, fat to keep them warm or perhaps that was just how they looked. Inspecting her closer he saw she didn’t look like any woman he’d seen before. Soft skin, hard tones of muscle under the flesh, and hair so black… he turned moving around her, his hands still touching her skin. Though moving them one to her the silver collar, looking at how it seemed to be the one thing keeping her from lunging at him, in her wolf form. His hand dropped away from it, touching her shoulder pushing her hair back from it. “If I didn’t say it before, you are quite beautiful. Maybe the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. It is a shame this is how we are meeting. A shame you are what you are.” <br><br>His eyes moving down to her breast, touching the female’s nipping under those icy finger tips. He was in a careful focus of her body, looking further down to her thighs, between then dropping a hand over the soft nest of hairs. His eyes lifted to look at her face while he did so… as if waiting for threats… or a resistance, sliding his cold fingers between the warmth of those neither lips.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil in the Snow [TheDevilsHex|moonsblackwolf]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>moonsblackwolf</strong> on <strong>05-11-2014, 07:51:03</strong>
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				As he stood there silently behind her, his fingers gripping her wrists tightly she knew that he was thinking about her words.&nbsp; She couldn't see his face so she could not judge his reaction to such harsh words but he was still tense behind her.&nbsp; Soon his fingers were lacing his leather belt around her wrists, binding them together lower against her back.&nbsp; She tried to fight, to separate her wrists but he was too strong and quick so she was bound within seconds.&nbsp; She could hear his whispered question from behind her and she hesitated in her struggle, would she kill this man?&nbsp; Surely he deserved it for nearly killing her in the woods with his traps but at this moment she knew she'd be willing to offer him freedom in this moment if he would release her unharmed.<br><br>"If you harmed innocent creatures I would kill you.&nbsp; If you let me go though, left the woods...I would let you leave unharmed." she murmured back to him, her voice a bit softer now as she gave her offer to him.&nbsp; She knew that she was in a precarious situation and if she continued fighting he would keep resisting her.&nbsp; So spoke more calmly, took the growling sound out of her voice when she tried to offer him a chance for freedom for both of them.&nbsp; She waited for him to respond but it was eerily quiet behind her except the sound of fabric shifting behind her.&nbsp; Then cold fingers trailed over her spine and she jumped from the sudden chilly contact.&nbsp; His fingers moved up and caressed the smooth muscles between her shoulder blades.&nbsp; The other hand went down and ghosted over her hip before he slipped it around to skim over her taut belly.&nbsp; Adria's breathing increased as inhaled quicker through her nose, her jaw clenched tightly.<br><br>Then the man had shifted around her so he was standing in front of her, one hand on her shoulder while the other traced over her stomach making it bunch reflexively.&nbsp; He grabbed the collar for a moment as if reminding them both it was there, something unnecessary when she knew she couldn't change right now.&nbsp; The links being up so tight on the rack made it impossible for her to lunge at him more than a couple inches.&nbsp; His hand pushed the hair back off of her shoulder baring it and her breast in the process while she felt her lips twitching in the desire to snarl.&nbsp; His complements made her growl return ever so softly, "Don't do this.&nbsp; You have the chance to leave...undo the chains, leave me bound with the leather...I won't be able to chase you.&nbsp; I swear that I will leave you be if you release me."<br><br>His fingers found the perky dusty rose colored nipples yet they just circled around the bud, flicked over the tip, but did not cause any pain.&nbsp; His other hand though moved down between her thighs and she felt his fingers brushing over the dark, soft curls moving deeper to press between her folds.&nbsp; She growled louder as she gave him a cold glare, "Stop.&nbsp; Don't touch me.&nbsp; Let me go!&nbsp; I am sorry that you lost loved ones but I cannot apologize that they died because they were attacking innocent creatures."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil in the Snow [TheDevilsHex|moonsblackwolf]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anteros Vox</strong> on <strong>05-11-2014, 14:25:07</strong>
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				“So because you say so, animals are not killers? Because you say? They do not rip open men and eat them?” He found he words almost laughable. Yet the stare on her held his features to a cold and focused attention to her body. “They kill, you kill, WE kill… I do not kill for sport. I am like you I kill those who have wronged ME…” Making her realize this wasn’t for his village, but for him for the loss of his father, his mother he had no idea who she was but his father muttered at times that it was a bite. A bite that led to infection that led to her death. It was the most he’d ever heard. A slow calculated look came over him as she began to plea for him to let her go that she would not harm him??? He couldn’t believe what she was saying, as if her footing on negotiations were on equal ground. The slide of his fingers were cold, but her body here, was warm. Maybe because she was telling him to stop that he made sure to not hear her words. Moving his hand, and his fingers along her opening, higher playing at the button of her clit. He could hear her throat, emanating a sound lowly but louder those growls were they a warning? <br><br>Ignoring it. His looked down to his hand lifting the other to her hip he was close, close enough that she could do harm with her mouth. Though he wouldn’t stop, he would let go, wanting to make her feel ashamed of her human form. Then again if she hadn’t would that had made a difference? Mikel’s features were warming, his skin tone nearly pale a moment ago were slowly flooding with blood. He was enjoying it, playing with her pussy. His face the first to change shade, and those lips warmly shown as he briefly licked them moving his fingers faster, focused. His attention solely for now, on making her growl again but perhaps for another reason. She felt like a woman, the same wetness a woman who were played with had. As though their bodies couldn’t deny when they were stimulated, knowing she could have hated every touch he left on her but her body was readily accepting. <br><br>“You’re not innocent you’ve spilled blood and any kind of killing is still killing.” She was trying to play herself off as some type of defender of the woods. Though there was a reason animals were called such they were animals. Mindless and terrible as some were it was the chain of life humans were just at the top of the chain. Even for one as exceptional as she was. “What should I call you?” Finally wanting to know what it was she should be called, or should he have given her a new name? Something both terrible and beautiful. “I am not going to let you go, I am going to make you mine. Your home is with me now. Do you understand me?” Moving his face closer to her own, pressing his mouth along her jaw there was a weakness about woman. Or was it just men in general they were able to be fucked and sometimes that made men blind to their true nature. He was certainly blinding himself… Though would she really leave herself in this state? Bound, and hanging from a hook. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil in the Snow [TheDevilsHex|moonsblackwolf]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>moonsblackwolf</strong> on <strong>13-11-2014, 11:23:28</strong>
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				At first Adria frowned at the human who so easily twisted her words and tried to make it like she was creating lies and spinning pretty tales to plead her case.&nbsp; She heard his unspoken words, that he was doing this to avenge the death of his father and perhaps more.&nbsp; She could feel his fingers probing deeper, pressing along her folds so he could manipulate the little bundle of nerves there.&nbsp; The look he gave told her that he didn't believe her words.&nbsp; Either he thought simply that she would betray him and kill him the moment she could or was shocked that an 'animal' would agree to let him live if he would release her.&nbsp; But in the end wasn't that what all animals wanted?&nbsp; To be free and alive?&nbsp; If she had to let him go so she could run free then she would make that exchange.&nbsp; Besides, if he was stupid enough to come back she wouldn't let him win a second time.<br><br>"You are changing what I said.&nbsp; Animals kill only when it is necessary, to defend their home that are invaded, themselves or their young, or as meals.&nbsp; Everything has to eat to survive.&nbsp; But they don't do it for sport, fun, or trophies like human hunters do.&nbsp; I do not claim that my fur is free of blood by any means but I can tell you I never killed when I didn't have to, human or animal." she growled out.&nbsp; As he continued to manipulate her woman flesh she could see how much he enjoyed it as blood filled out his face once more and warmed his fingers.&nbsp; The scent of his masculine arousal filled her nostrils polluting the air around them.&nbsp; She continued to growl lowly, snarl at him as he moved closer to her threatening him with her sharp teeth.&nbsp; However she didn't want to actually hurt him when she was trying to get him to see the light and let her go.&nbsp; So she settled for just showing her teeth even as his moist lips pressed kisses along her jawline.<br><br>"I am not yours.&nbsp; I am an alpha, I pick my mate when I'm ready and I do so for life.&nbsp; You will never be my pack, my mate, my alpha, my home.&nbsp; Never.&nbsp; You can ruin my body, steal my virgin blood as payment for your dead loved ones but it will never...ever bring them back." she whispered darkly into his ear with a rumble to her voice, her body ridged with the need to attack or flee, neither one of which was possible in this moment.&nbsp; Her breath came in hot pants along his neck and cheek, fanning over his ear as he leaned in so close to her with his nude upper body.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil in the Snow [TheDevilsHex|moonsblackwolf]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anteros Vox</strong> on <strong>16-11-2014, 21:02:56</strong>
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				It wasn't that her words fell onto deaf ears, no he heard them he just didn't care enough to fight more on the matter. She must have known no matter what she said she was just as guilty of murder, did it matter if her victims deserved it or not? She had made herself their judge and executioner, humans differed by that method of murder it was always the one punishment reserved for revenge. Her bared teeth only received a casting glance, even if he had released her, he didn't trust her, that alone would have kept her chains on her. He knew he wanted to take her down, of course he did, this was not who he was and yet he was moving and doing things expected of men in his situation. Any other man with a naked woman would have done the same he told himself this.<br><br>When she spoke of her kinds ritual for mating, the life long commitment, it was the same for his tribe, for life, forever until one of them should die. He dropped his head to her shoulder, able to feel the strands of her hair beneath his lips and chin. Finally lifting his head back to inch near those heated words and bared teeth. The trace of his fingers began to slip away from her body, and eased over her hip able to feel the bone just beneath the skin. A serious face fell over every feature as he quirked a brow. "You have a pack?" It was an idea that both intrigued and worried him. Where were they? Did they really exist? His eyes swept again down her body, her human body.<br><br>"Why is it you call yourself a wolf and yet are able to have the form of a human? It is strange if you were a wolf would you not have that ability to change into what I am?" He reached up pulling the chain link from the hook, that alone would have given her knees and toes a break as her heels could have taken the weight once more of her. "Why do you look like this? If you can can take the form of a human can you take the form of other creatures? Are you part human?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Devil in the Snow [TheDevilsHex|moonsblackwolf]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>moonsblackwolf</strong> on <strong>11-12-2014, 23:08:08</strong>
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				At first she thought that what she said make no difference to the human and that he would still ruin her regardless of her offer and pleads.&nbsp; She knew logically that she was guilty of the murders she'd done but rather she thought they were justified for her cause: to protect the animals in her forest.&nbsp; She knew what they thought of her, the stories and rumors about her, but she did not care one wit about them.&nbsp; They thought she was a bloodthirsty killer and it was far from the truth.&nbsp; She had seen far more humans that did no harm and therefore she allowed to go freely than she killed for abusing the forest.&nbsp; Hell, she even understood when they killed for meat or pelts, understood that they had to survive.&nbsp; It was those who killed for sport, fun, trophies that she retaliated against and them alone.<br><br>She frowned as his head fell to her shoulder, barely feeling the brush of his lips while he stayed there silently.&nbsp; Slowly he was standing back up and his hands dropped away from her finally, his face becoming more serious and less angry or aroused.&nbsp; When he asked if she had a pack she paused for a moment and inhaled deeply then released it.&nbsp; "Yes and no.&nbsp; The wolves, the normal ones, are like my family.&nbsp; They accept me, care about me, will miss me as part of their pack.&nbsp; I do not have another like me and do not know if it is even possible for another to be like me."<br><br>When he began to ask off of his questions she felt...confused, overwhelmed.&nbsp; At least he managed to loosen the chain so she could relax a bit so she wasn't standing on tiptoe any longer.&nbsp; She gave a small shrug and closed her eyes for a moment in thought.&nbsp; "I...don't know." her eyes opened once more and she looked at him burying the fear and pain she felt when she often asked herself those questions.&nbsp; "I cannot recall anything before I was like this but I've been 'alive' you could say for a very long time it seems.&nbsp; I've outlived many wolves and seen their great great grandchildren grow into adults and parents.&nbsp; I have outlived humans as well.&nbsp; I don't know anything else but this life or why I am this way.&nbsp; I cannot change into anything else though as far as I am aware.&nbsp; I don't know what to call myself, I am both human and wolf but neither as well."
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