The Guardians (Werewolf & Mith)
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				Title: <strong>The Guardians (Werewolf &amp; Mith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>08-07-2009, 18:20:19</strong>
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				So cold.&nbsp; It was always so cold this time of year in the Black Forest.&nbsp; Snow was falling once again, adding more to the already thick blanket covering the ground outside.&nbsp; The soft downy looking flakes falling gently, slightly sideways in the cold breeze in the night air.&nbsp; Aylin wrapped the blanket more closely around her shoulders, ignoring the chill in her body as she stood on the porch surveying the night.&nbsp; Soft puffs of steam escaped her mouth in the cold night as she breathed, giving off yet another indicator of just how cold it really was.&nbsp; <br><br>Her ears listened to the night around her, picking up on the slightest sound within hearing.&nbsp; It was quiet, almost too quiet.&nbsp; Like the calm before the storm, and she knew this quiet wasn't going to last.&nbsp; It was about time for Black Paw pack to attack again, she could feel it in her bones.&nbsp; Which is why she had begun preparations within her own pack to prepare for that event.&nbsp; The Black Paw's viewed humans as a plague upon the earth, and tried to eradicate as many as possible as often as possible.&nbsp; Aylin and her pack protected the small village within the confines of their territory with a ferocity,&nbsp; placing value on all life human or no.&nbsp; She was most thankful however that the villagers did not know of what went on outside the borders of their village.&nbsp; It would serve them no purpose to know that two packs of rival werewolves fought over them.&nbsp; One fighting for their destruction and one fighting for their salvation. <br><br>As Alpha of her pack, Aylin was in charge of not only their safety but the human's as well and it wasn't a job she took lightly.&nbsp; Everyone fell into line behind her, being taught from the beginning that what she said was law...period.&nbsp; She wasn't a harsh Alpha as a rule, but disobedience was dealt with accordingly and it usually only took one offense for the guilty party to come to an understanding.&nbsp; She looked to be about 38 in human years, and still a beauty to be sure.&nbsp; Standing five foot eight she was tall, but not overly so, her long chocolate brown hair falling in soft waves down to the middle of her back.&nbsp; Dark brown eyes held the wisdom of the world in their dark depths, along with a passion for life.&nbsp; While a beauty to behold she was far from perfect, several scars graced her body in different places from various battles, but none of them distracted from her beauty, if anything they gave her a rather unique quality.&nbsp; <br><br>Letting out a soft sigh, she closed her eyes for a moment, taking a second to enjoy the stillness of the night, knowing the peace wouldn't last much longer.&nbsp; Changes were coming, this she knew, she just didn't know in what form or fashion.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Guardians (Werewolf &amp; Mith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Werewolf</strong> on <strong>08-07-2009, 19:05:31</strong>
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				&nbsp; The cold wind drifts through the thick trees..the sounds of a rabbit leaping through the snow carried upon it to Tregan's ears..his nostrils blasting thick puffs of steam that rise along his brow...standing just over 6 feet in height with slightly long dirty blond hair that brushes his shoulders..his eyes the deepest blue saphire color which only makes his Norse descent that much more apparent..the wind cuts across his clothing a simple light jacket with jeans and hiking boots...cutting through it only to stop at the heat of his skin stretched over 180 lbs of solid toned muscles..his people be lived in strength over all else..for what good are words with no strength to back them up...he wonders why the elder had sent him here..surely there were more vital area's in need of warriors... but it wasn't his place to question such..there were several packs maybe thirty or so spread along in a line in the black forest...keeping the others at bay..and he is sent here to guard some meager village...he lets out a soft sigh as he continues on his journey..a simple pack on his shoulder carrying all his worldly belongings...<br><br>&nbsp; As night fell and the moon rose in the distance he stopped to rest for a moment...once again having a seat to think over why he was sent here..pulling a small strip of rabbit jerky from his pack he slowly bites into it ..staring off into the distance as he chews the meat slowly...his skin actually beginning to start to feel the cold...his people were used to the harsh northern climates, but even that adaptation had its limits...as tregan thought about his father...his mother...and the human female he had become fond of ...all left behind because it was his duty now that he obtained the first rank within the werewolf nation..slowly standing again and placing his pack back on his back he continued his journey...<br><br>&nbsp; For another hour or two he walked..his boots crunching the snow under them as he placed his hand on a nearby tree..running his finger over the marking upon it as he looked out into the distance...she would be expecting reinforcements for the two warriors she had lost in the last few months...Tregans eyes falling upon the cabin and the woman standing upon its porch..his head tilting lightly as he slowly approached..he knew she could hear his feet crushing the snow beneath..his fingers pushing his hair back from his eyes, the small braid over his ear symbolized his first rank..meaning he just now passed his rite of acceptance..little to no experience in real battle...he stopped a few steps from the porch steps knowing she is watching him as he looked up at her eyes.. "you must be the alpha Aylin..i was sent by the elder to reinforce your pack.." ..she needed reinforcements and they sent her a young barely into his twenties buck..as Tregan pursed his lips and spoke again "i am tregan of the northlands." .."i am yours to command" *he lowered his eyes slowly in a slow bow of his head in respect of her position..he didn't really study her yet...as it wasn't right for the new packmember to eye and ogle his new alpha..<br><br>&nbsp; The cold wind cutting at his neck as it made his hair flutter against his skin..waiting for her acceptance before he would approach her and allow her to show him where he will stay..
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				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>10-07-2009, 15:46:49</strong>
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				Aylin studied him silently for a moment, not uttering a single sound as her eyes took him in.&nbsp; A pup...they sent her a pup?!&nbsp; This one was supposed to replace Teague?&nbsp; How was this young buck supposed to even come close to replacing one of her best warriors?&nbsp; <br><br>She let out a long slow breath, studying him in earnest now as he was part of her pack.&nbsp; "You're young."&nbsp; She remarked more as an observation than for desiring an answer from him, the tone in her voice giving him answer to his question that she was in fact the Alpha of the pack.&nbsp; "Do you have a name?"&nbsp; The breeze changed direction and brought his scent to her, her nostrils flaring slightly as she took it in, memorizing it for future reference.&nbsp; He had a very nice scent, one completely different from the members of her own pack that it was almost like taking in a breath of fresh air.&nbsp; "Well come inside and we will get you situated yes?"&nbsp; <br><br>Aylin motioned for him to follow her as she entered the house, leaving the door open behind her for him to follow her inside.&nbsp; <br><br>Inside the fire burned brightly in the hearth, casting a warm golden glow in the room, a fresh bowl of steaming beef stew was set on the table, along with a loaf of fresh bread and a bowl of butter beside it.&nbsp; "I'm sure you are hungry, sit and eat while we talk."&nbsp; She motioned toward the table for him to sit and moved to pour herself a cup of coffee.&nbsp; "Coffee?"&nbsp; She asked getting ready to pull out another mug if he was so inclined for a cup of the hot black brew. 
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				Post by: <strong>Werewolf</strong> on <strong>11-07-2009, 00:35:04</strong>
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				&nbsp; &nbsp;Tregan tilted his head softly at her comment about his age..letting it roll off his shoulder in an attempt at not angering his new alpha, for that is never a good way to start off in a new pack...he pursed his lips as he walked up the snowy steps onto the porch and slowly followed her into the cabin..the warm glow of the fire feeling nice enough as he smiled and spoke softly "my name is Tregan...Tregan Kaldair of the nothrnlands..and I'm..not that young..i have past my first trials" *course that doesn't mean he has seen battle either..as he set his pack down by the door..shaking the snow off his strong form as he made his way across the room torwards the table..<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;Tregan wonders about the sniffs in his direction..he know she must know his scent to track him..but he starts to feel like maybe he should have showered or something first..seating himself slowly at the table he reached up and pulled his coat off laying it over the back of his chair..his bare strong arms ripple and relax under the warm glow of the fire..each muscle well trained and etched as if in stone..the brand of his tribe burned and scared into his right bicep as he pushed the hair back over his shoulders..before finally starting to eat the stew..smiling at the offer of coffee he nods his head&nbsp; "yes i would enjoy a nice cup of coffee thank you" he said as he took the filled cup that she offered and slowly he sipped at it..smiling with a soft murr as he rested back in his chair and looked upon her..she isn't what he expected..he had expected a shriveled up harsh prune that spits on the floor..<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;He caught himself starring for a little to long as he coughed and looked down into his cup of coffee as he sipped it deciding it best to try and make conversation.."so how goes the battle here m'lady" showing respect to her position in his words as he slowly ate a little more of the stew..the warm fire beginning to finally thaw him to the bone..making his body relax some ..as he sat back again stretching his torso as his back arched against the&nbsp; back of the chair to stretch his back....
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				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>13-07-2009, 01:34:42</strong>
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				She watched him closely as he ate, taking note of his mannerisms and his demeanor as they were clues about who he was and how he would be in her pack.&nbsp; Aylin hid a small smirk behind her coffee mug as she watched him take note of her, able to read the expression on his face as one of surprise.&nbsp; "So Tregan Kaldair tell me, am I not what you expected?"&nbsp; Coffee cup in hand she moved over to the table, pulling a chair out to sit across from him, giving him silent permission to look at her.&nbsp; This was done for two reasons, one to see if he would be able to pick up on her subtle hints, and two, she wanted to know what he was expecting.&nbsp; <br><br>Dark eyes looked down at the table, giving him a moment to look at her without her staring him down as most in her back tended to cower a bit if she looked them dead in the eye.&nbsp; She wasn't an abusive Alpha, not like some she had seen in her long years that ruled their pack with an iron fist and torture, but her word was obeyed no questions asked.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Post by: <strong>Werewolf</strong> on <strong>13-07-2009, 15:57:02</strong>
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				&nbsp; &nbsp;Well his demeanor seemed to be that of compliance right now..he' hadn't been given a reason to show otherwise..his mannerisms..well...they left a little to be desired..but he does know how to use a spoon..just holds it backwards as he slowly finished his bowl of stew..his eyes looking up at her as she sits..down he looked her straight in the eyes for a moment..showing he did not fear her..his people were known for being fearless in the face of battle..as he pushed his empty bowl aside and slowly picked up his cup of coffee.* "no your not what i expected..i expected a bitter shriveled up old shrew..you however are none of them.."<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;He took the next few moments and looked at her..looked her over..as if sizeing her up for battle..his strong fingers bring his cup to his lips once more before he slowly stands up..* "my journey has made me weary alpha..i belive i shall retire" *he waited for her to point out where he could sleep maybe a small guest bedroom ..as he passed by her he peeled the t shirt from his form hanging it by the fire..his bare torso rippleing from the heat..pecs tenseing ..abs smoothly tense along his flat stomach until they disapear beneath the waist of his jeans..smileing and bidding her a good night as he opened the door to the room he would sleep in..* "sleep well Aylin alpha..." *as he went into the room leaveing the door cracked as he spread himself out to rest..one arm drapped over his eyes
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				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>15-07-2009, 20:19:46</strong>
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				Aylin indicated the room that had been prepared for his arrival and then watched as his naked torso was put on display for her.&nbsp; Dark eyes blinked several times as they roamed over his naked upper half, a slow sensual smile spreading out across her lips as she studied his form.&nbsp; Hard earned muscle graced the delicious tanned flesh, making her own paler flesh tingle with tiny goosebumps.&nbsp; Her fingers itched to slide themselves along the defined cut lines of his abs, to trace the hollows of his skin with her tongue.&nbsp; <br><br>She licked her lips as he moved past her once more, headed for his room, her eyes studying his back as he retreated from her.&nbsp; There was something ruggedly handsome about this young wolf.&nbsp; Not to say that there weren't many more handsome specimens within her own pack, but there was something about Tregan that caused her own wolf to stir.&nbsp; He was young and fresh, confident and had a touch of danger about him.&nbsp; All of which combined to make a wonderful package.&nbsp; <br><br>Moving closer to the door that was left slightly ajar, Aylin knew that he would know she was there, but at that moment it mattered not.&nbsp; Her smaller frame leaned up against the door jam, the full mounds of her breasts pressed against the wood as she stared through the crack in the door.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Guardians (Werewolf &amp; Mith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Werewolf</strong> on <strong>16-07-2009, 01:18:25</strong>
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				&nbsp; &nbsp;He could sense her presence at the door..his body showed true the rumors she had always heard of his people..some tribes were built on democracy.. some diplomacy..some tactics..some balance..his tribe the tribes of fenris knew only war..to prepare for it..the strongest led and every dispute could be settled with a blade..the victor being the truthful and right one..they have evolved a bit through the years but their traditions remained the same..his nostrils were well aware of her ..they flared from time to time almost able to sense how far away she stood...his lips pursed softly as his lips smiled..obveously she was intrested in him and it gave power to his arrogent egotistical side common in his tribe..his right hand laid over his eyes his left laid over his strong abs..as it pushed its way down and slowly unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans..his hand pressing the flaps of denim open as he casualy by human eyes would jsut be seem to be getting more comfortable to sleep.. pushing them down off his hips and useing his feet to kick them off he laid there in a tight pair of boxer breifs..holding to his strong waist tightly with just the slightest hint of furlike hair peeking from the waistband..his toes curled as his strong legs streched..the lines and curves of strong muscle straining against his skin as he slowly licked over his elongated wolfish canines..the soft cotton craddleing hot soft flesh beneath it keeping it tightly packaged between his strong thighs..<br><br>&nbsp; After a few long moments he spoke ever so softly "so lass ..are you gonna stand there oggling whats not yours or are you going to leave me to rest" his lips curled into a smile as he turned his head away from her..what he said isnt in essence true...her being the alpha he does belong to her in a sense..not the sense that is probably pulseing in her loins right now..but in most senses he is hers..as he pulled the blanket up over himself..sheilding his body from her veiw..but his scent remained on the air..pure...untouched male..enough to make any females mouth water..as he slowly placed his hand lower over his eyes to block out all the light but she knew he was still most certainly aware of everything going on around him..the slightest noise made his neck twitch his ear..his hand adjusting his hair to be more comfortable..the small braid laying over his chest the only bare skin left to her eyes.."hmm?" said queastioningly and a little arrogently
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Guardians (Werewolf &amp; Mith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>17-07-2009, 15:17:48</strong>
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				Aylin couldn't help but smirk at his response, thinking to herself that he was quite the cocky young buck.&nbsp; Then again she'd met very few like him that weren't like that.&nbsp; They were young and handsome, eager to show the females of the pack how good a 'catch' they were, and Tregan was most assuredly that.&nbsp; He was rugged and handsome, virile and strong the sort of young wolf that would set any female's heart fluttering. <br><br>However it wasn't her heart that was fluttering at the moment.&nbsp; A wonderful sort of tingle was spreading through her body at the thought of walking into his room and removing what little clothing remained on him.&nbsp; To be able to admire him unadorned with anything but the skin of his human form had her mouth watering instantly.&nbsp; But as much as she wanted to do that, she also needed to teach this new pup a bit of a lesson as to exactly who it was that was in charge.&nbsp; <br><br>With that thought in mind, she pushed the door open and stepped into the room.&nbsp; A slow sensual smile spread across her lips as she looked at him laying there on the bed, dizzying thoughts of what she'd love to do to him swimming in her head.&nbsp; "Are you sure you want to rest?"&nbsp; Aylin asked confidently.&nbsp; "It seems to me that you were putting on a bit of a show for my sake Tregan.&nbsp; A very nice show to be sure, but I can't help but think you were setting forth an invitation of a sort......yes?"&nbsp; As she asked the last question she moved close enough to him that she could trail a finger down over his naked torso, moving slowly across his warm flesh, stopping at the waist of his boxers.&nbsp; She swirled her finger around teasingly, sliding it just under the elastic to tickle the skin there, but not moving any lower just yet.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Guardians (Werewolf &amp; Mith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Werewolf</strong> on <strong>18-07-2009, 01:00:36</strong>
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				&nbsp; A normal male put in the position he is in with a very attractive alpha female caressing his skin would have present right then and there..ripped their own underwear off and screamed for them to take him..but not this male..oh no..there was something deeper here..something more powerful then that male wolf drive to breed..what it was was unsure as of the moment only Tregan had the answer to that..she felt the muscles of his abs flex into tight ridges of trained and toned muscle..her finger felt the warmth and softness of the wolfish hair/fur just below the edge of his boxerbreifs..she felt the shelf of muscle beneath flex tightly..probably a wondrous feeling under her fingertips..the brushing of the hair releasing a heavier scent of his male scent to her nostrils ..<br><br>&nbsp; Until she felt his hand grab hers tightly..the muscles in his arm flexing as a soft growl emanated from his lips..his lip pulling up from one of his canines feraly as he pulled her hand well attempted to pull her hand up from his body..she is stronger more experienced then him..but if she didn't resist his hand moved hers and sort of tossed it back torwards her " i made no such invitation Aylin ...infact i think my words made that quite clear did they not.. " that's a little insolent as he laid his hand back over his eyes..his fingertips slowly closing over them..his body stretching a bit as even though he wasn't making an invitation he further teases her which is very unfair to her feral side..his hips raising with a arch of his back..muscles flexing and stretching ..hard curves of toned muscles and tan skin stretching out to her view ..stretching his spine and not to mention jutting the thick cotton wrapped package up to her view before he settled back down.."now unless we have some business that cant wait until morning to discuss i bid you goodnight Aylin alpha." he said very bluntly
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Guardians (Werewolf &amp; Mith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>18-07-2009, 01:25:42</strong>
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				Aylin quirked a brow at him as he moved her hand away from him, taking a moment to study the situation before acting.&nbsp; It was very clear to her that this pup needed be taught a lesson, she just needed to decide how best to teach it to him.&nbsp; <br><br>"I think,"&nbsp; She said softly to him, her voice holding the slight beginnings of a growl as she moved her hand back to his body, trailing her hand down the front of him slowly.&nbsp; "That you forget who it is that's in charge."&nbsp; Her voice was soft, but the warning hidden beneath the words was unmistakable.&nbsp; <br><br>Her hand moved down lower, circling her fingers over his belly button and continuing even lower, soft fingers sliding over the&nbsp; cotton of the briefs he wore to rub her palm against the package the thin material was now covering.&nbsp; Her hand cupped him firmly and confidently, squeezing a little tighter as he tried to move away from her hand, letting him know with that simple action that he was to stay put.&nbsp; <br><br>She continued to tease him with her fingers, giving the sac below his shaft a firm but gentle squeeze, smiling to herself in knowing what it would do to him.&nbsp; "I also think,"&nbsp; Aylin said, the low rumble of a growl still lacing her words, "that you put on that show for me on purpose, and now that you have piqued my interest you think to dismiss me."&nbsp; Her hand suddenly gripped him tightly, her fingers and hand curling around his male flesh in what she knew was a very uncomfortable grip.&nbsp; "It doesn't work that way I'm afraid, and now you will need to be shown that a pup does not dismiss his Alpha.&nbsp; Warrior or no, you belong to me now, and it is time you took that to heart young one."&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Werewolf</strong> on <strong>18-07-2009, 01:45:06</strong>
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				&nbsp; Her hand caressed over smooth toned muscle as she felt it tense again..her hand felt the heat emanating off his package as her palm caressed over it through the cotton..his hand did move again as he had fully planned to push her hand away once again..that is..until she gripped his sec through the cloth..his hips indeed did attempt to move back and away from her hand but that only served to tug on his balls..making him grit his teeth in silence..she felt his hand closed around her wrist..his chest rising and falling a bit more rapidly as though he may not be totally into it..the feeling of her hand on him..especially around his balls started to make a thick outline stretch against the cotton as his cock began to harden beneath..his hand gripping her wrist tighter as he spoke " lass you are mistaken..i meant no disrespect..i made no offer..and quite to the contrary you are mistaken i am not yours to have " the last word yelped out as her grip tightened..the orbs in her grab throbbing as he grit his teeth growling deeply in his chest as the grip on her wrist trembles..<br><br>&nbsp; the more pressure she placed on the soft orbs of male flesh the more his body tightened the curves of muscle ripple and flex in every aspect as his hips raise as it trying to relive the pressure but he cant..the scent of his growing in her nostrils as she is forcing his body to relive pressure..the semi hard cock pressing his boxerbreifs leaks precum against the cotton ..the Verile scent of it filling her nostrils as he grits his teeth dealing witht he pain for the moment to speak" let go alpha..now" still demanding ..a little arrogant
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				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>18-07-2009, 02:04:28</strong>
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				"I will <em>not</em>."&nbsp; She growled at him, her voice going deep, the sound resonating thickly in the small room.&nbsp; The grip on his neither regions tightened even more, and she fully expected to hear him grunt in pain as her fingers bit into tender flesh.&nbsp; "You DID offer yourself to me Tregan.&nbsp; Intentional or not, and I suggest that if it somehow escaped your knowledge that you did so, then you had best learn our ways better lest you do it again to someone else that might not be as understanding as I am."&nbsp; <br><br>Her other hand moved up to grab the waistband of his boxers and with a quick motion tore the fabric off of him, her hand moving from his groin long enough to slip the fabric free and resume her tight grip once more.&nbsp; She took a moment to admire the naked flesh of this young pup, her mouth watering for a taste of him, but that would come later, right now she was teaching him some manners.&nbsp; "You <em>are</em> mine Tregan."&nbsp; She hissed at him, tightening her fingers even more around the delicate sac beneath his ever lengthening shaft.&nbsp; "And I am now taking what was offered to me whether you like it or not."&nbsp; <br><br>While one hand held his balls tightly, maintaining it's bruising grip, her other hand moved up to begin stroking along the hardening length just above, smiling to herself as she felt it twitch and move under her palm.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Werewolf</strong> on <strong>18-07-2009, 02:24:50</strong>
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				&nbsp;He grit his teeth in a grunt as her grip tightened further..if she didn't have such a grasp on his testicles he would shift up and take his warform to better be able to fight off her advances..but that would cause his testicles to grow and witht he grip she has that would be a very bad idea..as he looked down his grip on her wrist tightens for a moment..<br><br>&nbsp; When he feels her hands rip the fabric harshly from his skin he gasps with a growl and a shake of his head..his hand tugs at her wrist and when she takes an even tighter grip he gasps..almost a yelp of pain as his hand left her wrist and grabbed the headboard..powerless as a warrior of her experience would know what pain would bring any male to their knees..and she sure is using it to her advantage..as he heard her words..hearing she plans to take what was offered whether he likes it or not he grits his teeth "what?...i didn't offer you anything..you wont just take me" he said angrily and arrogantly before he gasped closing his eyes tightly at the feel of her hand stroking up and down along his hardening cock..the tip dripping his warm precum down over her fingers ..as he was indeed well built..8 inches with 2 and a half in girth..hard..hot and throbbing as he flexed his abs shaking his head "s..stop it..I'm not yours" still defiant
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				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>18-07-2009, 06:47:02</strong>
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				"This,"&nbsp; She said slowly stroking around his hard throbbing length, "says otherwise Tregan."&nbsp; Her fingers stayed curled around the heavy sac beneath, preventing him from moving as she stroked and toyed with him, bringing him to complete and full hardness with her expert touches.&nbsp; <br><br>"Ever the defiant one...."&nbsp; She tsk'd to him, her full lips forming a slight pout as she stared down at him.&nbsp; "What are we going to do about this attitude of yours?"&nbsp; Fingers wrapped themselves around his shaft, squeezing tightly as she moved her hand up and down the length.&nbsp; Her body leaned over his, the full shape of her breasts brushing against his thighs.&nbsp; "Who says I won't just take you Tregan?"&nbsp; She asked with a chuckle, her tongue snaking out to flick along the tip of his swollen cock.&nbsp; "You seem more than ready to do what needs done, but I'm not exactly sure I want to give you what you seem to need....since you swear you didn't offer yourself to me."&nbsp; She knew that by now he was likely so aroused that if she stopped he would be in serious discomfort for a long while. <br><br>"Tell me Tregan."&nbsp; She whispered against the tip of his shaft, her breath warm against his skin as she licked him from base to tip.&nbsp; "Do you want me to stop?"&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Werewolf</strong> on <strong>18-07-2009, 07:01:03</strong>
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				&nbsp;Tregan shook his head softly feeling her strokeing along his hard shaft..the precum still bubbleing from the head of his cock as he grit his teeth more at the uncomfortable grip she has on his testicles..his hand grips the headboard of the bed tighter the wood straining under his grip as he felt her squeezeing his throbbing member..feeling her fingers tugging along the smooth skin of the hard muscle as he grit his teeth tighter together .."gahh " he gasped feeling her lick the precum from the head of his cock..makeing his cock pulse more of the clear liquid..the taste of him was so male..so feral and fertile..his body was surely ready..as he felt h er tounge press to the base of his cock he whimepred" no..dont" her tounge felt raised skin under it..a scar..hard to feel a scar with ones fingers along such delicate flesh ..as she moved her tounge up she felt it ran the length beneath his cock as he growled..and the reponse she got was one of the worst he could have thought of.."dont even think about it you mangy bitch..id rather go back home then be subjected to this" ..oh ouch thats gotta hurt comming from a young buck like him..but she would have to take into account the underlying cause obveously there is one..not sure what yet..
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Guardians (Werewolf &amp; Mith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>18-07-2009, 19:56:40</strong>
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				Aylin felt the scar with her tongue and it caused her to pull back suddenly and sit up to look at him. Though to Tregan, her reaction might have looked like a response to the words that he'd said to her, rather than her discovery of finding the scar.&nbsp; She took a moment to get a grip on the situation before reacting to it.&nbsp; Through the haze of arousal and the overpowering urge to mate, the feel of the old injury managed to permeate into her brain and allowed her to think clearly for a moment.&nbsp; Her eyes moved over his body, not making it look as if she were studying anything in particular, but when dark eyes roamed over the throbbing piece of man flesh in her hand she could now notice the scar there.&nbsp; She grimaced inwardly at what would cause such an injury and how much that must have hurt when it happened.&nbsp; Yes he was a werewolf, and he could heal quickly, but it didn't stop the pain that accompanied injury.&nbsp; Who would do such a thing to one such as him and why?&nbsp; She clenched her teeth together in anger, outraged that someone would do such a thing, though she had known many wolves in her lifetime that delighted in doing such things.&nbsp; It was probably a good thing that whomever was responsible for injuring him so was not available to her else she would be tempted to flay them alive.&nbsp; <br><br>It was also obvious to her that the injury was not just to his physical body, his psyche had also been damaged as well.&nbsp; Now she understood his reluctance to admit to the fact that he had offered himself to her, and fought so hard to keep her from taking what had been offered.&nbsp; If he had been injured during some sort of mating act, it would stand to reason he would fight to keep it from happening again.&nbsp; <br><br>Be that as it may, his words to her could not be ignored and yet another lesson in manners was needed before she could address his fears.&nbsp; "Mangy bitch is it?"&nbsp; She growled menacingly, the hand surrounding his balls squeezing so tightly that it would not have shocked her to hear him scream with pain.&nbsp; The hand that had been so carefully stroking his cock moved up his body to wrap her fingers around his throat, sharp nails digging into the flesh of his neck.&nbsp; She lowered her face close to his, sniffing around his face for a moment, the amber eyes of a wolf staring down at him.&nbsp; "I am your <em>Alpha</em>."&nbsp; She snarled at him, her voice resonating loudly in the room, the hand cupping his balls squeezing and pulling them viciously.&nbsp; "You will do well to remember that Tregan."&nbsp; She growled with authority and confidence, used to having her orders obeyed without question.&nbsp; "I will NOT tolerate insubordination.&nbsp; Is. That. Clear?"&nbsp; She asked, punctuating each of the last three words with a squeeze and a tug on the delicate sac in her hand.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Guardians (Werewolf &amp; Mith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Werewolf</strong> on <strong>19-07-2009, 17:37:39</strong>
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				&nbsp; Tregan's hips trembled as he felt her examining his member..his fingertips gripping into the headboard above him and the sheets below him tightly as his legs came up ..his thighs closing around her hand slowly as he tried his best to breath deeply..but the combination of his alpha toying with the sensitive and hard flesh of his cock and the pain of her squeezing his testicles tightly..the man had experienced battle before it would seem..and it would seem he was defeated by a female of the opposing tribes..she didn't breed with him no..his feelow warriors saved him before that happened..but the scar from her claws is more then apparent now..the thing is that female had escaped..leaving Tregan..a strong and Verile warrior..with power and instincts that surpassed his peers..living in fear that one night that female would return..or that another would take her place and that fear trickled outwards till it even made him fear her..<br><br>&nbsp; His lips gasped and his thighs pressed tighter around her hand as she squeezed down on his balls so tightly.. "grahhhHH! " his abs flexing as she grabbed his neck his neck flexed against her nails..his body arched upwards as he found it hard to even speak now..which was probably her intent..his abs and muscles tightened up in pain at it contorts over his face..his body jerking with each of the three squeezes and tugs on his sac..making his body fall to the bed before her..his legs falling open as his hand fell from the headboard..his smooth toned muscles trembling as one last time did he place his hand on her wrist squeezing tightly on her wrist as he attempted to remove her hand from his testicles..his thighs lay open..the forceful squeezes of his balls having caused precum to be forced from the tip of his cock running along his shaft only adding to the arousing scent of him.. "l..let go Aylin..alpha..i..err..understand.." one would get the feeling of even though he understands the moment her hand would move he would try and bolt away..that's plain to see
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Guardians (Werewolf &amp; Mith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>19-07-2009, 18:29:48</strong>
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				She squeezed him tightly again, her fingers and palm putting more pressure on his male bits.&nbsp; "Tregan, I do not take orders from you."&nbsp; Aylin whispered by his ear, using her tongue to lick along the flesh, the smell of his arousal nearly overpowering her.&nbsp; The urge to mate with him clawing at her insides.&nbsp; The only thing holding her in check was the smell of his fear.&nbsp; It permeated the room, overpowering the smell of his arousal, and was the only thing keeping her from pouncing on him and claiming him as her own. <br><br>When she felt his body give over to her, she relaxed her hold on him slightly, letting some of the pressure off so that he could at least catch his breath.&nbsp; She'd gotten her point across, so there was no need to cause him more pain than necessary.&nbsp; Her hand left his throat, sliding her fingers down his neck and over the bare muscles of his chest.&nbsp; "Tell me Tregan,"&nbsp; She said evenly, her tone letting him know that she expected him to answer,&nbsp; "How did you get this scar?"&nbsp; Her index finger trailed lightly over the scar in question, her touch light and gentle as she caressed him, the sensation in stark contrast to the pressure she kept on the sac below, using the pressure there to keep him from bolting away from her.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Guardians (Werewolf &amp; Mith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Werewolf</strong> on <strong>19-07-2009, 18:46:56</strong>
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				&nbsp; Tregan breathed in a harsh gasp of pain at her fingers squeezing down again that last of the resistance gone..his legs falling open and spreading ..opening and offering himself too her view..as he slowly shivered at the feel of her tongue..his chest flexing slowly&nbsp; against her fingertips as his lips quivered..his lungs breathing in deeply now that the pressure on his balls subsides..yes he knew she wouldn't damage his testicles..for what she wanted of him..she would need his balls intact..as that didn't mean she wasn't able to cause massive pain through them though.as he felt her finger trace the scar along the underside of his cock he bites his teeth together tightly..the flesh already so warm and hard as he gasped..<br><br>&nbsp; Finally after a few moments he brings himself to speak " it..was my first hunting party..we were tracking a Fury pack out of a village that was destroyed by them..when we found them and the fight began i got separated from my pack..i was fighting with one of their female primes..(their leaders) ..she overpowered me..she " he closed his eyes the mix of anger and embarrassment apparent in his voice "i was struck so hard i was only partially conscious..the next thing i knew her..mouth was..and ..she was..." he grit his teeth as he swallowed "and when my pack found me they startled her ..she ripped her mouth and claws off me..leaving behind pain as she didn't get what she sought " he laid his head to the side ashamed..his hands gripping the sheets as he licked over his lips*
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Guardians (Werewolf &amp; Mith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>19-07-2009, 19:09:26</strong>
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				She let out a long slow breath, willing the anger she felt inside of her to subside enough so that she could think clearly and speak without sounding harsh to him.&nbsp; It wasn't him she was mad at, and didn't want her tone to imply that to him.&nbsp; It was obviously an uncomfortable thing for him to speak of, and right now she wanted to reassure him that he was right to have done so with her. <br><br>Waiting until she was calm enough to speak, she continued to stroke him gently, her hands keeping constant contact with him at all times.&nbsp; "Know this."&nbsp; She stated calmly to him, wanting him to know where she stood on such issues.&nbsp; "You are mine, part of my pack.&nbsp; I am not a cruel Alpha Tregan, but I expect to be obeyed.&nbsp; I do not hurt what is mine, nor will I tolerate anyone else to."&nbsp; Her fingers continued to move up and down the length of him, teasing and arousing as if to prove her point, not letting his fear deter her from the lesson she wanted him to learn.&nbsp; "You will find pleasure with me, this I can promise you, but you must give yourself over to it and trust me.&nbsp; If you insist on denying me the chance, I will be forced to show you against your will.&nbsp; It is your choice."&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Guardians (Werewolf &amp; Mith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Werewolf</strong> on <strong>19-07-2009, 20:30:10</strong>
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				&nbsp;Tregan's alpha had no problem keeping the flesh beneath her fingers hard and ready..the virgin flesh quivers against her palm as his eyes watch her hand's movements..his teeth biting into his lip as his abs tremble and flex..his head rolling back for a moment as she felt him relax..he almost totally gave himself over to her ..to the alpha he had just met..when no female over the last few years was able to do so ..as he realized this it frightened him once again.."no!...I'm not ready..its not..fear its just not the right time" well said more to convince himself then anyone else..and whats the right time anyway..for females that applies but males are always ready to breed..<br><br>&nbsp; He quickly jerks one leg over her head..even though it twists his sack in her hand which makes him yelp as he lays face down on the bed..gasping as that grip she has would be hard to hold..seeing how her arm would be wrapped over his back and under his hip to keep it..as he grit his teeth ..his back flexed she could see the sheets of muscle over his shoudlerblades flex into wing looking shelves..his lower back pulling in tight to his spine in pain ..his ass flexing tightly as his hips did everything they could to keep where they are..keep his cock pressed to the mattress away from her..as he hoped she would get annoyed with him and just leave like the other females did over the years..
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Guardians (Werewolf &amp; Mith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>20-07-2009, 21:11:05</strong>
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				Aylin now understood just how deep the fear in him ran as he tried almost desperately to get away from her and her hands, when any other male would have already had her naked and been rutting with crazed lust.&nbsp; So when he said that he wasn't ready, it drove home the fact that he was in fact terrified.&nbsp; <br><br>The need to mate with him was nearly overpowering, the urge to bury his cock deep inside of her and ride him until they were both screaming growing stronger with every second.&nbsp; But every time she grew close to simply pouncing on him, she would smell his fear and it helped her keep her lust in check.&nbsp; As much as she wanted to mate with him, she also wanted to show him that he had nothing to fear from her. <br><br>"Tregan."&nbsp; She barked at him, thankful she still had hold of his balls even after he flipped himself over.&nbsp; "Turn back over."&nbsp; Her voice was strong and confident, expecting him to do as she said.&nbsp; "If you do not do this freely, you will be forced to and I shall have to take measures to make sure you cannot turn over on me again."&nbsp; Giving him a squeeze with her fingers she wanted to punctuate her words so he knew that she meant it.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Guardians (Werewolf &amp; Mith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Werewolf</strong> on <strong>21-07-2009, 02:30:50</strong>
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				&nbsp; Tregan's body shook the position he was in was uncomfortable to say the least..turned on his stomach hips arched and balls twisted and gripped in Aylin's hand..his back trembled before her eyes at the sound of her voice..his hands were gripping the sheet before him..his mouth was buried in the pillow when her hand squeezed able to make only a muffled grunt of pain as he gripped the sheets tighter in his strong hands..fighting so hard the urge to shift..because he know as well as she that that would be bad with her grip the way it is..and he is angry she is using such a means to keep him this way..his teeth grit with a soft growl as he thought about not doing as she asked but the adding and mounting pressure on his balls makes him whimper..<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;He slowly lifts his leg back over her head..his body rolling slowly over to his back as he laid there..his abs flexed tightly..his eyes burning into her own was there anger there yes..hatred..well maybe not that far..he didn't hate her..yet...he thought to himself as his tongue slowly wetted his dry lips..his breaths slow and controlled through his nose and out through his mouth..his strong chest rising and falling as the hard length of his cock twitches once beautifully.. pale hard flesh outlined in soft furlike blond hair..and she has all of him by the balls...literally ..his hand closes into a fist..his knuckles popping as he tries to be respectful as to not anger her into another squeezing tug fest.."Aylin alpha..i respectfully request you let me go..i am one of your warriors and don't deserve to be treated like this..whatever you took as an offer of mating from me was mistaken..now let me go" last three words punctuated with a bit of anger and a soft growl of mounting frustration..even though the air was heavy with his arousal..
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Guardians (Werewolf &amp; Mith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>21-07-2009, 04:04:27</strong>
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				She smiled as he rolled himself back over, thinking to herself that there was much potential in this one.&nbsp; He could obviously follow her orders, even when he was trembling with fear and that in and of itself bode very well for him.&nbsp; As a reward for his actions she loosened her grip on him slightly but not letting go entirely just yet.&nbsp; <br><br>"No Tregan."&nbsp; She said in a low voice.&nbsp; "I will not let you go.&nbsp; You need to know that you need not fear this. It's going to happen either by choice or by force, but it WILL happen."&nbsp; Her free hand began to stroke him again, nodding in satisfaction as she felt his cock throb and twitch in her hand.&nbsp; She kept a firm hold on his balls, knowing that it was an easy way to keep him somewhat compliant to her demands.&nbsp; <br><br>Long strong fingers stroked him gently, letting the pads of her fingers glide softly up and down his length.&nbsp; Gradually she leaned over him, letting her tongue flick back and forth over the tip, once again tasting the salty pre cum that had gathered there.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Guardians (Werewolf &amp; Mith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Werewolf</strong> on <strong>23-07-2009, 19:45:50</strong>
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				&nbsp;Tregan slowly took a breath in through his nose..his strong fingers flexing tightly against the headboard..knuckles turning white as the wood strains under his strong grip..his lips pursing slowly feeling her fingers slowly moving along the hard throbbing length of his cock..the throbs and pulses along the veins of the hard flesh rapid matching his heatbeat..his nostrils flare when she informs him that its going to happen whether he wants it too or not..his abs rippling as his eyes followed her lips..his head shaking as they approached the head of his cock..his body tensing as he felt her tongue gather the taste of him from the tip of him..his toes curled as his head rolled back gasping and softly groaning at the pleasurable feeling ..<br><br>&nbsp;"Aylin please...don't do this..ill comply to you...just not now.." This is obviously not about desire or want from him..his bodies reactions show he wants it..desires her to continue..his mind tore between the drive and instinct to breed with her..she is an alpha..Strong..intelligent..everything a young male werewolf should desire and dream of..the power of fear .. is indeed strong..as in his youth he would have given no resistance to being her lifemate .. the sweat trickles down his abs as he slowly looks back down at her..his dazzling blue eyes watching her as his taste on her tongue would be so powerful to her senses..so pure ..so Verile and ready for mating..
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Guardians (Werewolf &amp; Mith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>07-08-2009, 01:02:22</strong>
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				"Yes now."&nbsp; She stated flatly, the tone of her voice leaving him no room for argument.&nbsp; She knew he wasn't going to like it, and would most likely end up hating her for it for a time, but he had to learn that he need not be afraid she would harm him.&nbsp; "Relax Tregan."&nbsp; Aylin whispered against his throbbing cock, sliding her tongue along the velvet hard surface.&nbsp; <br><br>Her one hand caressed his balls, squeezing them and rolling them around in the palm of her hand, her grip firm in warning of what would happen should he try to get away from her.&nbsp; She moved closer, sliding the side of her cheek along the twitching shaft between his legs, closing her eyes and inhaling the sweet scent of his arousal, the scent nearly taking her past what little bit of control she had left to keep from rutting with him fast and hard right then.&nbsp; <br><br>The silken feel of her skin slid along the sensitive flesh of his arousal, her tongue flicking over and around hard flesh.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Guardians (Werewolf &amp; Mith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Werewolf</strong> on <strong>13-08-2009, 22:02:41</strong>
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				&nbsp;She could tell Tregan was trying to relax..he was at least trying to make an honest attempt to conform to her wishes as alpha..the flesh against her tounge was like hard rock sheathed in the softest silk sheath..the pulse of his heart can be felt beneath the warm skin..each stroke of her tongue gathered more of his taste for her senses...how young..how virile and fertile the young werewolf before her was..likely the reason for what happened to him before he was sent here to her..his body was toned and so strong ..well trained muscles and powerful senses..indeed a strong warrior..that could produce strong offspring ..though she hadn't heard of his family line..one day she would..and she would know why they sent him to the middle of nowhere..<br><br>&nbsp; Tregan softly moves on hand to place it on her shoulder..his fingertips flexing into her skin as he gasped when she flicked her tongue around him..feeling her grasping and playing with his balls..as if milking them and readying them to give her child..his voice soft and coarse as he spoke "Aylin i..do trust you...but..i..I'm asking you for time..ahhh" ending in a hiss of confussed pleasure as his eyes close and his head rolls back
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Guardians (Werewolf &amp; Mith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>17-08-2009, 19:48:18</strong>
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				Aylin smiled in hearing the hiss of pleasure coming from the young wolf.&nbsp; He would give over to her because she would not take no for an answer.&nbsp; "Time?"&nbsp; She purred against the base of his throbbing cock flattening out her tongue and sliding it all the way up the underside to the flick it across the tip.&nbsp; "What would time help?"&nbsp; She asked, her warm breath caressing the hot flesh of his rod.&nbsp; Her fingers continued to caress and squeeze the sac beneath in an attempt to bring him even more pleasure.&nbsp; <br><br>Her mouth opened wide and she wrapped her lips around just the head, giving him a long hard suck, letting her teeth scrape gently against his flesh, knowing the action would cause him to stiffen and possibly react badly.&nbsp; This was all part of teaching him that he had nothing to fear from her in this way.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Guardians (Werewolf &amp; Mith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Werewolf</strong> on <strong>19-08-2009, 01:46:16</strong>
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				&nbsp;Tregan's body was tense..the young warrior didn't seem one who should be rattled or frightened by anything and truthfully on the battlefield he is not...but scaring of the mind is not as easy to overcome..his hand slowly digs into the sheets at his side..balling it up into his fist tightly until his knuckles turn white..it feels so good he knows it does..but so did what the other had done to him before he gained that scar..the hard flesh of his cock almost trembles against her tongue and lips..when her lips seal around the head his body flexes his abs..his thighs..the beautifully toned muscles tensing in such a beautiful display for his alpha's eyes..his teeth grit together as he feels her teeth against his skin..now two things keep him from shifting out of fear and anger..one being her hand's grip on his sensitive balls..the other being her teeth around his cock..<br><br>&nbsp;His eyes slowly opened and looked down into her own..he didn't have an answer for her question..but his body did as the head of his cock expanded for her view the tip bubbling hot and pheromone infused precum to the surface running lightly along the underside of his cock..his eyes locking on hers as he shook his head softly "A..Aylin..what do you plan to do to with me?" he asks through a stuttered heavy breath<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Guardians (Werewolf &amp; Mith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>25-08-2009, 02:07:26</strong>
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				"I plan to pleasure you my young wolf."&nbsp; She said with a slight growl, the sound almost bordering on a purr as she continued to lick and suck up and down the length of his throbbing shaft.&nbsp; "IF you would relax and let it happen it would go so much better."&nbsp; The Alpha said teasingly.&nbsp; <br><br>Oh she planned on pleasuring him for sure, but in doing so she also would be teaching him something as well, that the scar he now bore was not something he needed to fear with her.&nbsp; She didn't plan to mate with him this night, though she wasn't entirely sure how she was going to keep from it.&nbsp; She was nearly mad with the desire to do just that, and managing to keep that urge under control by the slimmest of margins.&nbsp; The flexing of his beautiful body was making that all the harder as she craved to feel him....feel ALL of him. <br><br>She made soft growling noises as her mouth and tongue continued to taste and caress him, lapping up every bit of pre-cum she could get and groaning in response.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Guardians (Werewolf &amp; Mith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Werewolf</strong> on <strong>26-08-2009, 19:22:13</strong>
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				&nbsp;Tregan looked swiftly down at Aylin.."you plan to...pleasure...me ? " his young strong form flexed feeling her tounge stroke along the hard ridges..pulseing veins ..and smooth skin of his hard and throbbing member..his nostrils flared as he was almost weak with a feeling unusual to him..his body was submitting itself to this strong and powerful alpha like any good werewolves body should..his mind was fighting his bodies urge but it couldnt keep his body from responding to his alpha's desire..as tregan slowly let go of the sheet feeling her lips press around the head of his cock he couldnt help but let his hand rest at the base of her head..his strong fingers curling against her hair as his hand pressed shakeily down upon her..and without his mind involved at all she reaped the first sound of pleasure from his lips " ahhhh a..aylin w..wait mmmm" his lips slowly rise from the bed as she can feel and see the muscles of his lower body begining to tighten..she could feel the growing throb along the rigid length of him..and feel the tightening in his balls..she was about to give this young werewolf his first experience of pleasure with a female in his life.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Guardians (Werewolf &amp; Mith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 18:08:32</strong>
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				She smiled inwardly, feeling his body finally begin to override his mind.&nbsp; His muscles while still tensed now but not with fear.&nbsp; Now his muscles bunched and flexed beneath his smooth tawny skin seeking more of the pleasure she was giving him.&nbsp; His body bringing itself closer to her wanting....needing the pleasure it was beginning to understand that she could give. <br><br>Her fingers curled more firmly around his balls, feeling them tighten within her palm as she massaged firmly, knowing his release was only moments away.&nbsp; Full soft lips wrapped themselves tightly around the pulsating member between his legs, her tongue swirling and licking as she strove to drive him over the edge and taste the essence of this young wolf.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Guardians (Werewolf &amp; Mith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Werewolf</strong> on <strong>31-08-2009, 18:48:22</strong>
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				&nbsp;Tregan didnt know what to expect..didnt know how to feel at the moment..but his body did...every fiber of strong muscle began to tense and flex tightly agaisnt his light skin..his lips parting his face controting into a look of pleasure and suprise..as his legs wrapped around her midsection.." A ..Aylin..ahhh! " he couldnt bring anymore words to his lips..the overpowering pleasure was too much as he threw his head abck his hips arching and presenting to her like a good young male..the thick ridges of his cock pulsate and throb as he cums..his thick hot white cum jetting between her lips..his lips gasping with each strong relese ..the scent..the potentcy ..how fertile the young male was..not to mention the sheer amount..he would make a fine mate..as she had him in the throws of pleasurable spasms he couldnt comprehend..
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Guardians (Werewolf &amp; Mith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>02-09-2009, 21:56:58</strong>
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				Aylin groaned against the throbbing cock buried deep within the hot confines of her mouth.&nbsp; A growl of satisfaction rumbled up from her throat at the first taste of him.&nbsp; She closed her eyes and willed herself to remain lucid and calm, when everything in side of her was screaming for her to grab this young wolf and mate with him.&nbsp; The scent and potency of him was nearly more than she could take and still keep her control.&nbsp; <br><br>Growling in satisfaction as Tregan gave himself over to the pleasure, the sole objective of this encounter now accomplished.&nbsp; &nbsp;Tregan now knew that their could be pleasure without the fear of injury.&nbsp; Her mouth continued to stroke and caress him, drawing out the pleasure for as long as she could, not stopping until she could feel the last spurts of hot cum fill her mouth.&nbsp; <br><br>Licking him clean, she gathered her wits about her once more, and sat back up, keeping&nbsp; a hand firmly wrapped around his balls still, not quite ready to release him until she knew he had learned what he needed to.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Guardians (Werewolf &amp; Mith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Werewolf</strong> on <strong>17-09-2009, 01:41:48</strong>
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				&nbsp;The young warriors body finaly releses him fromt he grasp of pure bliss it was in..his tensed and flexed body relaxing in one powerful wave as his body collapses to the bed..sweat dripping along his toned abs to the sheets..his balls still throbbing in her grasp..the potent cum she had drained from them the least of what his body holds..<br><br>&nbsp; Finaly tregan lifts his head to look down at Aylin..not yet speaking or moveing..his eyes just seeming to search her face for the truth..his fingertips moved fromt he sheets and caressed across her cheek..his lips pursed so gently as his deep blue eyes gazed into hers..could he trust her..he did with his life..why not with his body..why she would choose such a young warrior is not for him to judge..as he nodded his head slowly and leaned his head back and chin up..his throat pushing out as he physicaly submits to her..allowing her to claim him as hers if she so wanted..<br><br>&nbsp; The slick hard length of his cock still stands tall for her..his young body unused to the pleasure and feelings she bestowed upon him..as for the first time she notices this warrior resisting her not..and submitting to be her mate should she want him..
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Guardians (Werewolf &amp; Mith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>19-09-2009, 00:53:07</strong>
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				She smiled down at him as she saw him finally submit to her, a feeling of pride and accomplishment filling her up in knowing that this handsome young wolf would make a fine addition to her pack and to her life.&nbsp; She could already tell that he was destined for great things, and that he was to be her mate, but for now she would have to wait to officially claim him.&nbsp; It would not do for her to take an outsider for a mate upon his first arriving.&nbsp; Especially given her position in the pack.&nbsp; While she knew no one would question her outright, there was bound to be talk among the pack members questioning her loyalty to the pack if she was so eager to take the newcomer to her bed.&nbsp; <br><br><em>All in good time my beautiful Tregan.&nbsp; You will be mine.</em> Aylin thought to herself as she stared down at the magnificent male laying so contentedly in the after effects of pleasure.&nbsp; Gradually her hand loosened from the sac she'd been holding onto so firmly to keep him still.&nbsp; Now that he knew there was no reason to run she need not cause him further pain.&nbsp; "Now then Treegan.&nbsp; Tell me young one.&nbsp; How do you feel?"&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Guardians (Werewolf &amp; Mith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Werewolf</strong> on <strong>26-09-2009, 22:23:31</strong>
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				&nbsp;He seemed to lay there breathless for a few moments... the strong curves of his muscles still haveing sweat drip along their contours ..his eyes closed his chest riseing and falling at a slowing rate ..his hands closed and then opened slowly causeing his arms to ripple as he slowly sat up..his body a bit shakey as he scooted back tot he headboard sitting up agaisnt it ..his deep blue eyes scanning her face..his hand laying over his lower abs as another soft ripple was felt there as his length throbbed softly...it was obveous he was thinking..and it was obveous it wasnt an easy answer..but he replied to her question none the less "calm....at ease..........strange " one could guess that such a feeling for the first time may be interprited as strange..not sure what to make of it.."but good" he says softly as he looks upa nd down her clothed form..biteing the inside of his cheek as the strange urges she awakened..wondering how the other wolves control such an urge
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Guardians (Werewolf &amp; Mith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>28-09-2009, 03:28:26</strong>
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				She smiled and nodded her head, sitting back from him a bit to give him some of his personal space back now that he'd answered her question.&nbsp; "Now then, will you have fear of me should I wish to do something like that again?"&nbsp; This was the important question in her mind, for if he said yes then she would have to repeat this all over again in order to drive home the fact that he did not need to fear her.&nbsp; At least where this was concerned.&nbsp; If he failed to respect her as Alpha and her law in her pack then he would be very justified in his fear for she would indeed take him to task for such an offense.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Guardians (Werewolf &amp; Mith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Werewolf</strong> on <strong>08-10-2009, 19:17:36</strong>
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				&nbsp;Tregan seemed to ponder her question..his eyes their deep crystal blue shimmering in the dim light as he spoke "no alpha..i will not resist you again" Not exactlyt he same as saying he wouldnt fear it..but at least it shows his loyalty..mental trauma of that kind doesnt disapear overnight..but she has the feeling the first steps were taken at least..as Tregan looked down at his duffle bag on the floor..then back over to Aylin..slipping his feet off the bed he leans downa nd opens the duffle..slideing a massive black case out and setting aside..wonder whats in there?..pulling out a clean pair of shorts he slips them on his hips slowly and looks back over to her.."i hope you dont mind if i still am uncomfortable in the nude" odd for most werewolves to be uncomfortable nude..but he isnt the average werewolf thats for sure..
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Guardians (Werewolf &amp; Mith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>12-10-2009, 17:39:09</strong>
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				Aylin seemed satisfied with his answer and smiled at him, the first true accepting smile she'd given him.&nbsp; It pleased her that he both truly accepted her as his Alpha, and that he would not fight her again out of fear should she choose to bring him to pleasure once again.&nbsp; Something she planned on doing quite often until Tregan actually came to crave her touch rather than just accept it because it was required of him.&nbsp; <br><br>A hungry glimmer gleamed in her dark eyes as she watched him move, the light shining along the taut muscles of his body.&nbsp; Her mouth began to water once more as she stared at him, wanting nothing more than to pounce on him and claim him as hers.&nbsp; He was a beautiful young wolf, and deep down she knew that he was destined for great things, and a perfect male for her mate.&nbsp; <em>Soon</em>, she thought to herself, <em>Soon I will make him mine.</em><br><br>Her brow furrowed in a small frown as he slipped on a pair of shorts, not a normal thing at all for a wolf to do.&nbsp; "May I ask why?"&nbsp; She asked curiously in question to his statement. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Guardians (Werewolf &amp; Mith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Werewolf</strong> on <strong>27-10-2009, 00:20:29</strong>
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				&nbsp;Tregan didn't really look up as she asked him the queastion..his fingertips running over the case he had slid out of his duffle.."i just am not ..in the heat of battle i forget such things..but i guess im not as free spirited as my brethren.." Indeed for a son of fenris ..bloodlines running down fromt eh norsemen of old who had no trouble haveing massive orgies in their feasting halls ..he seemed very reserved and shy even..much unlike his bloodline..<br><br>&nbsp; Tregan slowly opened the large case in 3 diffrent pieces laid his weapon..removeing a large rectangular hammer head that thuddedon the floor heavily..must weight at least 80 lbs...as he removed the two pieces to the shaft..slipping them together and twisting them with a click..as he picked up the hammer head..his arm flexing tightly as he slid it over the top of the shaft..spinning it as it clicks into place..the handle made of oak reinforced with bands of steel..two spaces in the handle had 5 deep notches cut into it..obveously for his claws in his warform..the head of it iron with intricate glyphs in gold and silver..the corners and edges inlaid with silver to do severe damage to other werewolves..running his fingertips along the weapon before laying it flat ont he floor for patrol tommorow..as obveously he has to start working sometime
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Guardians (Werewolf &amp; Mith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>31-10-2009, 04:35:43</strong>
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				She watched him with his weapon, more than confident that he would wield it and do it well.&nbsp; There was something about this young wolf that bespoke of power, due in large part to his bloodline, but there was something else.&nbsp; Something that was uniquely him.&nbsp; Now if she could only teach him to harness that power in a good way.&nbsp; <br><br>She got the sense that he was troubled and in time she intended&nbsp; find out why and what had caused it.&nbsp; For all of his power he seemed timid and that was so unlike a young one his age should be.&nbsp; <br><br>"Will you be ready for patrol tomorrow?"&nbsp; She asked him evenly, seeing that he intended to get started right away. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Guardians (Werewolf &amp; Mith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Werewolf</strong> on <strong>09-11-2009, 04:53:36</strong>
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				&nbsp;Tregan softly nodded his head..his hands comming up to tighten the warrior braid in his slightly long dirty blonde hair.. "yes Aylin i will be ready " he said softly as he ran his fingertips of the intricate runes carved into the head of the hammer..slowly riseing up his strong body rippleing slowly as he turned his deep blue eyes to her and bowed his head respectfully "by your leave alpha..i need to rest.." <br><br>&nbsp;He waited until she had left the room before he slid himself back into bed..his mind mulling over the events of the evening..wondering if maybe it wasnt as bad as he thought it would be..as he closed his eyes slowly..his body relaxing with an odd relaxation he'd never really expereinced before..he would be ready in the morning..ready to patrol..and she may just learn what power his people could weild..they may not be an agile..quick people..they relied on their strength..as she would soon see..
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Guardians (Werewolf &amp; Mith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>15-11-2009, 17:15:08</strong>
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				She left him to his sleep, her mind whirling with thoughts of him.&nbsp; She had no doubt that he would be a fine addition to her pack, and he also knew that he would be her mate.&nbsp; What she needed to do now was earn this magnificent wolf's trust and loyalty. <br><br>The next morning, there was a hot and hearty breakfast waiting for him on the table, but no sign of his Alpha.&nbsp; She was already out patrolling, checking on pack members and seeing to the overall safety of everyone.&nbsp; Her next task was to venture into the human village and see if anything was amiss there.&nbsp; Something was coming, she knew it, could feel it.&nbsp; She could only pray that they would be ready when it came. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Guardians (Werewolf &amp; Mith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Werewolf</strong> on <strong>21-11-2009, 00:32:50</strong>
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				&nbsp;When Tregan awoke to the scent of food..he slowly slipped out of bed..his strong form streching the tension of sleep out of his muscles..he made his way slowly to the bathroom where he did his morning things..went to the bathroom..shaved..showered..and then made his way in his towel to the dinning room to eat his breakfast..his eyes looking around wondering where Aylin may have gone..rubbing his chin he put his dishes in the sink and made his way back to the bedroom..dressing himself in thick denim jeans..long sleeve t shirt under a short sleeve one..as he slipped into his boots and lifted his hammer from the floor..tieing a leather strap to the handles top and base he slings it over his back..pulling his hair back and braiding it slowly as he let the warrrior braid of dirty blond hair lay on his shoulder..<br><br>&nbsp;When he departed he walked down the steps of her cabin..his eyes scanning the snow covered horizon..the breeze caught his face and he smiled..he always enjoyed the cold..along with most of his kin..as he set off into the snow covered trees his mind mulled over the events of last night..part of him wanted to forget it and hope it never happened again..part of him wanted to explore it..as he shook his head not much minding where he was walking while he was thinking..one of those cant chew gum and walk kinda people..no one ever accused his kin of being the most intellegent of the bunch....
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Guardians (Werewolf &amp; Mith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>24-11-2009, 03:25:43</strong>
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				"Penny for your thoughts?" Aylin chuckled as Treegan walked past where she was standing.&nbsp; His head looking down at the ground, eyes not looking where he was going.&nbsp; She could tell his mind was elsewhere and wondered what he was thinking so hard about.&nbsp; <br><br>"You know, you won't find much looking at the ground.&nbsp; The enemy is out there."&nbsp; She said pointing toward the woods and beyond, a sly smile on her face.&nbsp; "Good morning Treegan.&nbsp; I trust you slept well?"&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Guardians (Werewolf &amp; Mith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Werewolf</strong> on <strong>29-11-2009, 13:42:29</strong>
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				&nbsp;Tregan slowly looked up from the snow covered ground..his nostrils flareing for a moment as the cold air was blasted by the steam of his heated breath..his icey eyes turning to look in her direction as she spoke to him " i sensed your prensence lass..over a half mile back..i know your scent..therefore was in no danger" he replied..as he however dodged her question about his thoughts..as he knelt down on one knee slowly and moved some of the snow with his hand..his fingers traceing over a few broken pieces of twig and crushed ice as he looked off into the distance..finaly speaking again " i rested well Aylin..thank you" slowly riseing to his feet again as his hand motioned out at the tree's "is it known where the enemy makes its den?..or do they strike from the shadows?" he asked quietly..unfamiliar with this land and terrain..his own home much diffrent from this one..<br><br>&nbsp;One oddity she would notice ..is he does not look directly upon her..whether for lack of wanting too..or needing his attention elsewhere..still odd for him not to look directly at her..
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Guardians (Werewolf &amp; Mith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>03-12-2009, 17:34:29</strong>
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				She shook her head and sighed heavily, her warm breath creating a fog around her is it mingled with the cold air.&nbsp; "No unfortunately.&nbsp; I have sent my best trackers in search of it and every time they come back with no news."&nbsp; Stuffing her hands in her pockets she began to walk, trusting that Tregan would fall into step along side her.&nbsp; "We've had no luck at all.&nbsp; It's as if they attack and then disappear back into the night without a trace."&nbsp; <br><br>Her voice was heavy with worry and frustration.&nbsp; "I've taken a vow to protect the human village but it seems that I'm not doing a very good job of it.&nbsp; Two families were lost just this past week."&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Guardians (Werewolf &amp; Mith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Werewolf</strong> on <strong>12-12-2009, 00:58:53</strong>
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				&nbsp;Tregan falls instep with his alpha..the light sunlight that makes it th rough the dense treetops shimmers off the silver edges of his hammer...listening intently to her words as she tell him of their inability to find the den of the enemy..his hand coming up to rub the bristle on his chin as his heavy boots crunch into the snow..his blue eyes upturning as he looked about them as he spoke " then there was a reason i was sent here..other then to have privilages taken at my expense.." hmm he might not quite be over the other night yet..obveously <br><br>&nbsp;remaining at his alpha's side alert and ready as he watches a few snow brids take flight into the forest..tilting his head as there must be a predator of some sort nearby
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Guardians (Werewolf &amp; Mith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>14-12-2009, 18:11:55</strong>
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				Aylin reached out an arm and grabbed his bicep to turn him to face her.&nbsp; "You were being taught a lesson Tregan."&nbsp; She growled quietly at him, letting the tone of her voice tell him all he needed to know.&nbsp; "I do not walk around pouncing on every young buck in my pack.&nbsp; I am your Alpha, and you must trust me in all ways.&nbsp; Period."&nbsp; The finality of her voice left him no room for argument, nor did she expect any.&nbsp; <br><br>Her head turned around to watch the retreating birds, her nose instantly lifting into the air to sniff the crisp cold air.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Guardians (Werewolf &amp; Mith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Werewolf</strong> on <strong>20-12-2009, 08:00:32</strong>
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				&nbsp;Tregan didnt argue with her..his eyes showed a slight defiance to her statement but they didnt show deciet or hatred...as his deep blue eyes scanned the trees he lifted his hand and waved it backwards without saying a word as if asking her to wait in ambush in hideing as he doesnt need to be resposible for his alpha's death first time out ..whether or not she trusted his judgement he hefted the large hammer from his back..the size and weight straining his human muscles as the veins potrude along the skin of his arms.his feet softly crunching the snow as he walked forward..his tounge running his lips as he stepped into a small clearing..his fingers finding the grip grooves ont he staff of his hammer..deep hole carved into the wood at their ends..obveously to give his clawds soemwhere to be if he shifted..as he waited....
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Guardians (Werewolf &amp; Mith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>27-12-2009, 19:15:59</strong>
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				She didn't hide as he'd expected her to, instead she stayed beside him, watching and listening for anything out of the ordinary.&nbsp; She was an Alpha wolf, and despite being a female could fight along side the best of any of her warriors, Tregan included.&nbsp; "What do you sense?"&nbsp; She breathed quietly, her eyes scanning around them both for any signs of what this young wolf was picking up.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Guardians (Werewolf &amp; Mith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Werewolf</strong> on <strong>08-01-2010, 00:57:37</strong>
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				&nbsp;Tregan's icy blue eyes scanned the treeline intently his nostrils filling with the cold harsh air as it didn't seem to bother him much..as he watches a singular form emerged from the far treeline..wearing dingy almost unkempt and unwashed clothing...eyes of a deep green piercing into Tregan's..the man stood 5 foot 8 maybe a little taller as he held a very gruesome looking blade in his left hand..black steel stained with dried blood with its lower edge serrated for causing gruesome wounds..as the man smiled slowly as they stared at each other..the man spoke " oh i heard they brought in help from the northern tribes..i don't know what they brag about you look like a pup just weaned from its mother.."<br><br>&nbsp;Tregan didn't react..didn't move ...he waited as the man looked to Aylin with a soft chuckle..shaking his blade back and forth as he spoke again " don't worry little Aylin..ill test him for you" this man was well known to her..he was responsible for several slaughters along the border of their territory..firearms seen as unseemly or even unhonorable to both sides combat was usually by blade or claw..as the man slowly rose back and roared..his body stretching and forming into his Were form..standing 8 feet in height and spinning the large blade over in his clawed hand..his black fur matted with scars ..<br><br>&nbsp;Tregan was still silent even after the creature roared a challenge to him..threatening him ..Tregan showed no fear in the face of such danger..as he gripped the handle of his hammer..his nostrils flaring softly as his joints popped and cracked..his clothing tearing from his form as grey silvery white fur sprouted along his skin..the first time she had seen his Wereform..he dwarfed others she had seen before...he stood nearly 10 feet in height..must weight 600 lbs of highly toned and powerful muscle covered in fur..when he rolled his head back roared that same warrior braid that she remembered in his hair dangled across his ear still..his deep blue eyes closing as he snarled..<br><br>&nbsp;The other creature seemed taken aback by the sheer size of Tregan..deciding to stroke first ask later..as he darted forward bringing his blade down torwards Tregans head..Tregans fingers gripped into the handle his claws sliding perfectly into the notches carved for them as he brought the hammer handle up and glanced the creatures swing away..bringing the hammer up and then bringing it down hard ..the other barely able to move out of the way as the hammer struck frozen ground..the glyphs along the head of the hammer glowing softly as the earth trembles and frozen ground ..ice..snow..are sent flying in every direction as he lifted the hammer again swinging it horizontally the other once again barely able to keep his head on his shoulders as he moved the hammer shattering through a 3 foot wide oak tree sending it hurling to the snow covered ground..apparently deft agility were not the skill of the fenris tribe..but brute and raw power..Tregan rolling his head back with a roar as the other gains his footing again and moves in swinging low for Tregan's legs as Tregan hopped over the swing closing one clawed hand into a fist and punching the other creature in the muzzle sending him stumbling back as Tregan circles left..the creature regains its balance and in anger strikes out ..that was his mistake as Tregan evaded the thrust of the sword spinning around his shoulder and bringing his hammer into the creatures back mid spine with a sickening crunch and splintering sound of bone being not just broken but decimated...the howling screech of the creature filled the air as it fell to the ground face first..legs limp and lower body useless the creature pushed himself over on his back only fast enough to see the square and silver etched edge of Tregans hammer come crashing down on his head with a sickening crack ..Tregan slowly lifts his hammer from the unrecognizable face of the man as the man's body reverts back to its human form..rolling his head back Tregan roars out in victory as he takes a few steps back from the body..<br><br>&nbsp;Tregans body slowly returns to its human state..his body bare to the cold but it would seem its not the first time ..it didn't bother him all that much it would seem as he slowly moved his hammer back around to his back ..hanging it from t he leather strap on its handle as he turned his eyes to Aylin..nodding his head respectfully as he spoke "this one will not bother your lands again"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Guardians (Werewolf &amp; Mith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mithlomwen</strong> on <strong>15-02-2010, 22:51:46</strong>
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				Aylin watched Tregan during the battle, her heart thundering within her chest as she watched the way the young wolf moved.&nbsp; He was truly magnificent to behold as he battled the other wolf.&nbsp; This was the reason she'd wanted him.&nbsp; This was the reason she knew he was going to be her mate.&nbsp; There were no wolves within her own pack that could have taken down that particular opponent without coming away with a few injuries to show for it.&nbsp; Tregan however, had walked away unscathed save for being out of breath.&nbsp; <br><br>"You are quite the warrior."&nbsp; She said softly, nodding her head, a smile spreading out across her face as she thought about truly making the young buck hers.&nbsp; "I knew you would be an asset to our pack Tregan.&nbsp; This is merely a confirmation of that."&nbsp; She walked around him in a circle, the smell of violence and blood and adrenaline still clung to his naked form.&nbsp; "Tregan, I've known it from the moment I saw you, but did not say just then....but I must speak of it now.&nbsp; You are my mate...I know it as well as I know the sun will rise in the East tomorrow. "&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Guardians (Werewolf &amp; Mith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Werewolf</strong> on <strong>16-02-2010, 01:55:36</strong>
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				&nbsp;Well his toned and powerful form begins to calm..no his people aren't known for their grace..agility..or stamina..but their brute force..making them the front line troops for every major engagement the werewolf clans ever had...but even with all that said the moment the M word left her lips his body shook and even trembled..his nostrils flared and blasted the air with his hot breath..his voice shaky even after he calms his nerves " n..no i..cant ..be your mate you surely have..another in mind.." <br><br>&nbsp;But as he looked in the glint in her eye..the smile curving her lips he knew she wasn't asking..she was telling him..he let her approach ..he felt the heat from her clothed body and his own combine and something snapped inside of him when she circled his form.." NO!" he roared out as he lept over the tree he had knocked down..darting across the snow covered horizon as fast as his legs could carry him..the cold winter wind biting at his bare flesh not even crossing his mind as he ran as if the wrym itself was chasing him..through brush..over drifts of snow and even changing into a wolf for added speed ..wow she might not have expected that..maybe he just needs some time to be alone and think..as he unknowingly in his frightened sprint crosses a very dangerous line..very dangerous
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Guardians (Werewolf &amp; Mith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Werewolf</strong> on <strong>10-03-2010, 06:13:42</strong>
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				&nbsp;( * closes the game here..apologizes to any readers who enjoyed..bows out softly ..*) 
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