johnnyboy
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Alpha Male of Black Rose Pack
bad luck and me have a history...
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Post by johnnyboy on Jan 5, 2009 20:27:40 GMT -5
Johnny's face was stone solid, he showed no emotion. he shifted to his furry and closed her eyes, then shifted back. "she is with Azmith now." He said quilty
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Post by juliaa on Jan 5, 2009 20:33:17 GMT -5
Julia felt tears on her face. She didnt notice that she was crying intill she felt the tears on her paws. Falling down.. It was just so heart breaking.. How could heaven take such a kind and caring soul away?? She bowed her head in respect for the dead body.. Then she had to turn away to hide the pain and tears in her eyes. SHe had only met this person today.. But that was what she was crying for.. Now she never will get the chance to know her.. She sat a distance away from the crying wolfs and blamed herself for not stopping Azriel in time.. If she didnt have frozen like she did this would have not happened.. She laid down on the ground and just listened to the painful cries the forest and her pack members made.. 'Azriel.. His sister.. What will he do after this..' She thought slowly to herself.
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johnnyboy
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Alpha Male of Black Rose Pack
bad luck and me have a history...
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Post by johnnyboy on Jan 5, 2009 20:40:08 GMT -5
Johnny Looked away, He had known her only a little bit, but she had a profound effect one his life, it was her words that had inspired him to start a pack in the first place. He also blamed him self, Johnny figured that he was the reason Azriel went nuts, he had taken one of his pack members away, He could not stand to look at her body any more.
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naomi
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Beta Female of Azmith pack
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Post by naomi on Jan 5, 2009 20:54:46 GMT -5
Naomi stood slowly, her body shaking with grief, the misery, the sheer sadness consumed her and she raised her head to the sky letting her requiem ring out over the valley. Her howling cry of heartbreak raised up above the trees, beyond the clouds to Azmith. To her mother. The entire valley would hear the sound of mourning from Nicomae's adopted daughter. As the note met it's crescendo and fell again, she couldn't help but howl again, poring her soul into this last cry for her mother. She didn't look like a pup now, she looked like the teen she had become and though her innocent eyes were wide like a pup, they now held the sight of death that deemed her mature for all to see. Her eyes were closed and she howled again, for her mother, the only mother she had never known.
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Azzy
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Alpha Female of Black Rose Pack
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Post by Azzy on Jan 5, 2009 21:01:16 GMT -5
She joined in the call, howling to the rising moon through the falling snow. Her voice falling in harmony with Naomi's and the grief, the sound of harmonious sympathy and pain filling the air, there was no escape from such a sound. The sound of heartbreak. She too howled again, and a third time. This was no longer her den mother, no longer her family, but the pain was the same. She could not ignore that this was a tragedy, and her fault. If she hadn't left the pack then...But now it was done. She would still stay with Johnny, and perhaps this was good reason to leave the pack anyway. She always knew her old alpha had something dark inside him. The very thing she feared was within her as well. Nicomae had said not to blame him, but azzy's heart felt cold toward him. They would be enemies now, she couldn't bring herself to forgive. How could Nicomae still forgive him even after she knew he had killed her? it didn't make sense, and still she called out. Mourning her old friend and almost-sister.
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johnnyboy
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Alpha Male of Black Rose Pack
bad luck and me have a history...
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Post by johnnyboy on Jan 5, 2009 21:16:39 GMT -5
Johnny listened to the howls. They were almost beautiful in a sad terrible way. They sent a fresh bolt of sadness through his hart. He eyes locked on the pup. ‘poor thing.’ Johnny thought. Then a slightly frightening thought crossed his mind. ‘she wont be safe here, what if he finds her?’ he dident even give Azriel the grace of thinking his name. he walked over to Azzy and licked her face. “I am so sorry. This is my fault.” He said. Then leaned in much closer and whispered to her, “the pup wont be safe here, she seems to know you should we watch her for a while?”
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Azzy
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Alpha Female of Black Rose Pack
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Post by Azzy on Jan 5, 2009 21:37:48 GMT -5
"If.." she looked to the other wolf, the white one who looked so much like..like..Nicomae, a new wave of tears fell as she thought the name, "She's not a pup anymore...she'll take care of herself. They are still a pack and...the new wolf can watch her. She...She isn't my.." she remembered the days last summer when she had to babsit the pup so often, "responsibility anymore..."She nuzzled into his fur, "I don't belong here now...and it's best I not be here when he wakes up. I'm not sure..how he'll react." she felt her feelings change, "This is not my pack," she walked over to julia, "Take care of her will you? Naomi...Take care of her for me...and for..Nicomae too..you.." she sniffed, "You look so much like her I...I'm sorry I caused all this..." she looked at her a moment, but there were no more words. It was time to go.
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johnnyboy
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Alpha Male of Black Rose Pack
bad luck and me have a history...
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Post by johnnyboy on Jan 5, 2009 21:49:02 GMT -5
Johnny noded. "of course." He said and looked at the other two. "I am so sorry. if you need help, if he wakes up and hasent changed, you just call and we will come." Johnny said and turned and licked Azzy's muzzel, "lets go." he said and start walking back to his territory.
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nicomae
Ghost
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I will never leave those I cherish.
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Post by nicomae on Jan 6, 2009 12:53:02 GMT -5
Light was the first sign. Then a wind and a presence of joy filled the area; a brush of wingtips over the femme’s face, so soft, to faint, then warmth. “I’m here,” her voice was full of life and warmth as a shimmering light appeared before them. A shining wolf of purest white, and light seemed to radiate from her very presence.
She stood, beaming happily at them, “I told you I wouldn’t leave you,” She happily nuzzled her pup. Though Naomi was no longer a pup, she would always seem as such in her mother’s eyes. She looked to Juliaa, “I’m sorry you had to see that, please don’t blame Azriel for this, it’s really not his fault.” Her voice, however heavenly it had been before now sounded like bells and wind, mixed together in a blend of gorgeous harmony. Her feminine, soft voice echoed from somewhere unknown, another world perhaps and she looked to the brush where Azriel had gone. “He is waking and he knows not what he has done. He will not see me, but you must not hate him. Try to understand him, as I have. He is your alpha, and in spite of this. He will not harm you.”
Her words seemed unlikely, but her eyes held so much trust and love, it was hard not to believe her. She smiled and nuzzled them both once warmly then leaped into the sky, spreading her white wings and taking flight into the night sky and disappearing; the only remnant, tiny bits of sparkling snowflakes. “I will come when you need me,” she told them telepathically, “but Azriel will not be able to see me, not until he conquers the darkness in his heart,” with that, she was gone.
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Post by Azriel on Jan 6, 2009 12:54:29 GMT -5
Waking was hard, pain, so familiar. She had been there...no, not she, not her….it was someone else. She was gone, he knew that. Where was he? His eyes opened to the bright daylight beneath the forest. This was his forest, his home, his territory with his pack…his pack? He could smell them, he couldn’t remember but…that scent. No, not that scent. He limped quickly back, following the trail of his own blood. First he saw the shuffled dirt, the signs of a fight. There was no scent of Hell Fang here and yet…blood. All tha-
“No…”he breathed. She was there, half buried in the snow. Nicomae, she was dead, he could tell and his scent was all over her. He had done this. How could he? Yes he had dreamed of taking her snide throat in his jaws, but never would have…He gaped at the body and couldn’t bring himself to think. The snow surrounded him, though it had stopped falling now. “Nicomae…I..I killed you…” he said it out loud as if to make it more real to him. His kin, his only living kin…and she was gone. Naomi wasn’t even related to him, for she was adopted. He no longer had any related family. He was alone, if it weren’t for…
He looked at Julia and Naomi, both looked so much like her, so much like Nicomae, his only sister. He had done it again, only he had finished it. She was not living, not limping away to some traitorous form of help. Traitor. Azzy? He could smell her too, but she was gone. The throbbing in his ear started, he didn’t doubt it had nearly been torn off, but he knew Azmith would have it heal like new all too soon. His rage toward Azzy melted, powerless before bitter sorrow of the betrayal he had committed himself. His only promise to himself, never harm a pack-mate, especially her, was broken.
He remembered when she had found him, that day at the lake back before he had met Hell Fang. She had been a teen then, like himself, “You,” she had said, “I know you!” She had run to him, the scent he could not deny was quite like his own. She had revealed herself to be his sister. Her fur had been darker then, black and shining green in the light. With her age shifting to adult it had all left, a white wolf, her color as pure as her soul. Her eyes still the same crystalline blue. So beautiful. He bowed his head over the body, as the snow began to fall again, then it turned to rain, washing the blood from them both. One could not see the tears on his maw now. But the pain in his eyes cut deeper than his teeth ever could. His howl rang out, low, but powerful; the sound of his own misery, his shame, such self loathing. He let it all out as his heart swelled with grief.
“Nicooomaaaaaaeeeee!” Was his cry, though his howl was the only sound heard and he lay down before her, feeling broken. He was sure he would lose them now, the rest of his pack, they would surely leave him, he stared at her, the rain falling, melting the snow and turning it to mud beneath him. ‘What will I do?’ he thought, he deserved to be alone. Should have been from the start, it was Azmith’s fault he had come to gain a pack to begin with. It was her fault, that goddess was as malicious and vengeful as he. His gaze was sad, but did not move, he blinked slowly, liquid gold eyes still upon the corpse. He deserved it, the desertion Hell Fang had given him so long ago. He should never have spited it or her. This was too much to pay for his madness. He cursed the darkness in his soul as the white half of his face was cleaned of blood. He had returned to reality. There was no madness in him now, only the sadness for his crime. “Nicomae…”he whispered, “Nicomae…” he fully expected to be abandoned by the last two members of his pack. The Azmith pack would cease to be, and he would be alone, as he should be. His heart bled within for her, his only sister now dead, “Not you...I never meant you,” he thought, “I never wanted to, never...not you…” he let his thoughts wander through the rain and the soft wind that trailed through the trees. “I’m so sorry…” he whispered aloud the only feeling left in his aching heart and closed his eyes.
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Post by juliaa on Jan 6, 2009 14:29:55 GMT -5
Julia got courage from Nicomaes words and she knew she couldnt just leave.. Her tears were falling from the joy that Nicomae is in a better place now.. Her words were still clinging in the air but together with Azriels painful howl now.. She walked up to him slowly.. She nudged his side softly saying quietly that she wouldnt leave him.. "She is in a better place now.. I know it.." Julia said in a soft voice trying not to upset him.
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Post by Azriel on Jan 6, 2009 14:43:39 GMT -5
His eyes looked to her, and behind them one could catch a glimpse of his heart. Goddess, this girl looked so much like her. She was with Azmith now, bloody goddess had her. It had always seemed Nicomae belonged more in hevan than earth anyway. She had always seemed like something supernatural, even when she was here. He looked away to hide that pain, though he knew she could tell.
"We should leave this place." He would not bury her, nor shift to his human form and carry her anywhere. He knew she would want to stay right here in the wet earth in her homeland beneath the thick trees. He began limping toward the den and glanced at Naomi, "You can leave if you want, pup," he said, "but you are welcome to stay." He didn't wait for a reply and limped away, he was hungry, but he would not eat. He was in pain, but he would not go the the Stones of Azmith to heal. No, he would suffer for this as long as his instincts would allow.
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Post by juliaa on Jan 6, 2009 14:58:48 GMT -5
Julia glanced at Nicomaes body laying half buried in the snow that had fallen.. She didnt want Naomi to leave.. She knew more about Azriel then what she did. She looked pleading at Naomi. " Will you leave also?" Julia asked in a sad voice. If she would stay Julia would take care of her like her own sister. But as Azriel limped away she hoped Naomi would follow after them.. She looked a last time to Nicomae and bowed her head. 'I'm glad you're in a better place now..' She thought and looked up to heaven..
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naomi
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Beta Female of Azmith pack
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Post by naomi on Jan 6, 2009 19:48:10 GMT -5
She wouldn't leave either and she would do as her mother said. She followed after them, glancing to the sky. Knowing her mother would always be with her now whenever she needed her. She followed after Juliaa especially. She looked so much like her mother, and suddenly felt tied to her. As if she were a little sister to her.
"Juliaa," she said quietly so Azriel couldn't hear, "Do you hate him now?" She watched her paws as she walked, no longer thinking of the body as her mother, but something else. Like a rock, or a bush or tree. Just a pretty thing. For now her mother was a beautiful angel and not a dead body.
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Post by juliaa on Jan 6, 2009 22:19:53 GMT -5
That question she had been asking herself too.. But.. "No.. I dont hate him.." She whispered back. She thought she would but she didnt after Nicomaes words and Azriel did feel sorry for what he had done.. It was like.. He was possessed.. So she didnt hate him.. "Do you.. Hate him for this?.." She asked in return quietly.
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