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Don't Pretend - Arlette - Oct 17, 2011 A growing child, and growing more in confidence she scampered from the familiar dwelling of home to the pack's source of water to explore on her own. Don't Pretend - Aisling - Oct 17, 2011 [dohtml] After the hunt, things had gotten bad. The suave, purring voice inside of her head told her to get on with it. She'd spent too much time dawdling and not enough time taking action. So, what was she to do first? Target a child. One of Jayse's pups, since they seemed to be the only ones about. It would look like nothing more than an accident, and Aisling could claim that she had done all in her power to save the poor dear. But alas, it was in vain. Another point for Aisling. Trust shoveled onto her side. She'd have the upper hand. They'd have the upper hand. But she didn't want to do it. She fought from the inside out, but it was no use. He had the cards. Aisling let go, and wandered about the Hollow, waiting for a pup to rear its fluffy head. And there was one now..."Go...You're friends, are you not? She adores you. Use it." With a robotic gaze, Aisling followed Arlette's scent towards a small murky pool. The girl seemed to be looking at something. Aisling came up along side her, a meek, charming smile on her face. It was wrong. Absolutely wrong. <b style="color:#388d10">"What are you looking at?" The pale woman asked, head turned to look at the child. Inside, she screamed. <b style="color:#388d10">"speech." disclaimer no dead puppies in this thread. xD Don't Pretend - Arlette - Oct 21, 2011 sorry for the wait, life wouldn't let me go.. Don't Pretend - Aisling - Oct 25, 2011 [dohtml] Her paws screamed to allow her to move away, to just run, but her brain refused to let her go. Internally, she was begging, screaming at the feline monster to let her go, to free her. Her cries fell upon deaf ears. Aisling withheld a nearly criminal grin as the child jumped, and her tail merely wagged, glad that she now had the young wolf's attention. <b style="color:#388d10">"Oh yes, how lovely," Her voice was strong with an edge, but quiet as if she was trying not to speak. There was a war being waged within her and she would fight it to the death. Pale ears flicked at the girl's question, which caught Aisling off-guard. <b style="color:#388d10">"I suppose so, yes. It allows me wonderful camouflage, as you'd imagine." The smile crack almost threateningly, and she scooted closer to the pup. It was almost ironic that she was at this pool. So easily drowned... <b style="color:#388d10">"Do you like the snow?" Leaning down, she asked this with her teeth bared. <b style="color:#388d10">"speech." Don't Pretend - Arlette - Oct 27, 2011 frankie, you can powerplay if you need too. Don't Pretend - Aisling - Oct 27, 2011 [dohtml] Her tongue flashed over her teeth, and she moved closer to the girl, if such a thing was possible. The cruel smile that was clearly on her face suddenly shifted into a frown, and her jowls lowered for a moment. The pale female looked absolutely terrified for one measly moment, before everything seemed to go back to the way it was. <b style="color:#388d10">"Oh, come now. No need to be afraid. Auntie Aisling is going to teach you how to swim." Snarling, the smile quickly gone, Aisling moved to lock her teeth around the pup's neck with just enough pressure to keep her from struggling free. Moving would only make it hurt more anyway. Aisling pondered now how she would go about doing this. She couldn't judge the depths of the pool due to the murk. She supposed that merely restraining the child below the less than average depths if that was what they were, would serve their purpose. So be it. Child in tow, Aisling slid into the water, and cast the pup out, only to pull her back towards her with an easy move of a paw. <b style="color:#388d10">"Lesson one: Holding your breath," Rearing back, she pressed her forepaws onto the child's back, hoping to hold the girl beneath the water just long enough. <b style="color:#388d10">"speech." I actually wasn't sure how deep the water was. o-o; I can change it if need be? next post will be aisling's exit post, but i figured that, despite being allowed powerplay, Arlette still deserved to get a say, and it would probably be beneficial to know what her emotions are so as to affect Aisling (super long OOC --;) Don't Pretend - Arlette - Oct 28, 2011 xD okay all that ooc made me laugh. Any way, okay Frankie I just wasn't sure what you had in mind, and didn't want to make it harder...wotm so fits this, kinda weird. Don't Pretend - Aisling - Oct 28, 2011 [dohtml] The girl had started to squirm beneath her paws, beneath the water. Aisling began to breath deeply, quickly, as if insanity was literally taking over. Her eyes were wide as she stared down at the child, each second ticking by like a long, amazing moment. But that last word rang in her ears like some terrible omen. "Focus. You're so close. We're so close." But the sultry, berserk feline voice was overpowered by the final plea of the child. "Pease?" Her head snapped up from the water, ears twisted back, and she looked as if she was in actual pain, terrible physical pain. Twisting back, she landed over the rocks, hitting the dirt before she struggled, frenzied, to her paws. "NO." Something screamed at her. Something. Who. Someone? "Kill the child!" Aisling doubled over, eyes watering, as if she was crying, but such a thing wasn't possible. <b style="color:#388d10">"Nononono. Nononono." A sheer whine tore through her clenched teeth, and made her throat hurt. She didn't look at the pool for fear that she had done what she had been commanded to do. She didn't want it to be true. She wanted Arlette to be okay. <b style="color:#388d10">"speech." Don't Pretend - Arlette - Oct 28, 2011 First she thought she was going to die. Though she might not have been in the water very long, it seemed like forever. Her nose was starting to burn, but suddenly the weight was gone. Her body now, no longer forced floated with ease to the surface. She tried to breath, but was coughing, spluttering water from her lips when her face finally broke the surface. She had no idea how to swim, not really. She didn't really think about that part, she started moving her legs like she was running. Soon she was at least managing to keep her head above the water. She tried to feel the bottom, but had no idea where it was. She was a little scared to find out. Don't Pretend - Aisling - Oct 28, 2011 [dohtml] The ringing in her ears finally ceased, and finally, everything was silent. Dead quiet. It frightened her. Casting her amber gaze about, she searched frantically for the ghostly figure of the cat, one that she hadn't seen in months, but there was nothing. She cried out loudly, as if doing so would spark a reaction in her mind, but it was silent. It was...He was gone? No. Her hackles rose out of sheer fear, and she looked up again. It wasn't possible. Her best friend was gone now. What would she do? A voice pulled her out of her mind, and she looked up, eyes still glistening with moisture. Arlette. She was still alive! But she was in the pool. The water! With shaking legs, Aisling rushed to the pool side again, quickly grabbing the pup's nape in her teeth and lifted her out of the pool. With abrupt swiftness, she dropped the child on dry land and recoiled back a few feet. Arlette had almost drowned and it was her fault. All her fault. She didn't look at the pup, waiting only to hear her run off to tell her mother what Aisling had done. Oh...They'd kill her. Oh. Oh no. <b style="color:#388d10">"Nonono. I don't want to die. I'm so sorry, so sorry." Her voice was low, soft, pleading to no one but herself. <b style="color:#388d10">"speech." |