paint with the colors of the wind

Here you go @Kassander Sorry it took forever, I'm never good at starting most threads/:

The last week had gone by in a blur. Every day she avoided everyone and everything that smelt of Cut Rock River. But, every night she'd seek out Dziban and they'd spend most nights together. She knew she had committed the ultimate treason, but she wanted to wait for the right time to depart. Part of her wanted for her to leave these lands with a respectful relationship with Maksim still intact, but the other part of her knew that there was no way a relationship between them could stand anymore with what she had done. However, she didn't regret the moment Dziban and her had shared. She just hoped he wouldn't abandon her like so many other have.

As she walked through the open field of Fireweed Rise, her mind wandered to thoughts of Dziban, her future with him and their children growing inside of her. This time around, her babies were not going to be taken from her. She was more determined then ever to keep her children safe. After the troubles that she had been through, she was determined to have this litter survive and thrive, if it was the last thing she did. Her fiery eyes fluttered closed as she stopped and took a deep breath of the clean air around her, her neck stretching out in the breeze. She was blissfully unaware of where Dziban was and part of her wanted this time for herself.

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Your posts are always beautiful @Athena <3

Kassander had made his way through the meadow that would normally be on fire with bright red flower but instead it it was covered in the icy white snow that had plagued the lands for months now. His light brown and creme fur blended in somewhat with the surroundings, which was always good. Kass had been thinking a lot about packs and where to place himself and he began to wonder where he was really needed. He was just a knowledge seeker and nothing else. He wanted to learn and once he learned everything he could he would feel no attachment to the pack he served under. That was how it would have gone with Alaster Falls. But they had fallen apart before he could learn everything he could from them. It left him deprived of the knowledge he thought that he deserved from every pack.

Was the shy and lanky boy getting a bit cocky inside his head? Perhaps he was becoming such a boy and perhaps he wasn't. It was like getting all A's in school, bragging about it and letting others despise you. It was a strange feeling but he had to just push it out of his mind. The boy had continued forward, his eyes scanning the surroundings to just stop on a beautiful site. A beauty with white fur. The only blemishes being scars under her eye and on her nose. He took a deep breathe as he realized that they could end up having some sort of social interaction. He turned away hoping to escape having to talk. Always a shy man until the end. Well, he was still a boy at best. Always a shy boy until the end.

(This post was last modified: Mar 19, 2014, 02:25 AM by Kassander.)

Her fiery eyes swept the around the area, stopping suddenly on a tawny male a few yards away from her. Her eyes studied his features, her eyes skeptical, but soft. The guarded wall slowly began to lift as their eyes connected. However, he began to turn away from her as if he didn't want the social interaction with her. Grunting slightly, she yelled out to him. "Hey!" He wasn't large and imposing, so she began to approach him, her tail limp, but waging slightly. She meant no harm to him and she hoped he meant the same. With the growing little ones inside her, she couldn't afford a fight with an unknown male without Dziban with her.

As she pondered on the idea of a conflict, she began to worry that traveling closer to an unknown male was risky and quite stupid of her for being pregnant. Dziban will ring her neck if he found out how ridiculously careless she was being. However, the way the boy held himself told her that he was just a shy boy that needed to come out of his shell. Smiling comfortably, she stopped a few feet from him, her tail gently waging behind her. "Hello, stranger." Her fiery eyes watched his body language and expression to make sure that her intuition was right. She didn't want Dziban to worry about her. She was an independent woman, who knew how to take care of herself even in the face of danger.

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the last man who thought he could beat a Xanilov

kassander xanilov

has long sense past and rotted where he laid claim to Ebony

It was the same way his mother had tried to approach him. Friendly and relaxed even though that had been the opposite of her intents. He backed up even more after he had turned to see her approaching him in such a manner that did not make him comfortable. He carry the pain and suffering that came with that gait AD INFINITUM or to without limit or even to infinity. "D-do-don't hurt m-me." He whispered out when she had closed in on him. His eyes held the terror that he felt and he thought he might even be about to cry. "J-just stay a-aw-away." The sobs racked his body as he remembered what his mother Raisa had done to him to try and get him to conform to her rule.

The light tawny boy had shifty eyes at the female, unsure of what she was playing at. His stutter had become a natural part of him although he had been quite fine before he started to question things. He drew light and uneven breathes as he looked at her. She doesn't look like she would hurt me.... He began to think to himself. But that is just what she wants me to think! He decided as he managed to draw his lips back into a snarl. His eyes still held fear which made it clear he was just trying to defend himself. His fur held straight to his pelt as he tried to make himself appear smaller and weaker than what he actually was. The yearling had to try to remain calm but he could never manage to.