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This is an RP (Role Play) between myself and my friend @Lexie
Sorry but all characters are taken and not accepting further people....
THANKS!
If you wanna watch I guess that should be okai.
Trusse!
It was on a summer night, the sun barely slipping behind the darkened horizon. He lay as a human watching the beautiful rays dance across the sky making a water colour of oranges pinks and yellows until in one final burst, as if the sun itself was clinging to life here on this side darkness washed over the entire mountain scape. MidnightMoon closed his soft grey eyes and reopened them in a deep gold tone. His human body ahead all but been there now and instead of large fingers and a bulky build this human gone wolf stood as a light toned brownish silver wolf. He shook himself freeing his still converting fur from his skin. Just as the last tips of his fur grew into place he took to the side of the mountain and steeped down across the rocks quick as lightning.
"How long are you going to sit and sulk brother?" asked another wolf down at the bottom of the ravine once the large wolf had made it down. A white wolf with deep pink and red scars scattered over his body stood before MidnightMoon. He sat curling his tail around his paws and preformed a quite brief cleaning of his paws since one of them had acquired a rock and it was irritating him.
"Oh, probably for the rest of my life," he joked in return and stood to stretch.
"That isn't a life," answered the large white wolf who also stood.
MidnihtMoon wasn't one to talk about his past or to sulk in what was lost but neither one to take what he couldn't control and not let it bother him form time to time. His brother and he had lived many lifetimes upon this mountain, years of learning its terrain and leading each of their packs to victory even during famines. They weren't enemies as some might have guessed, but they acted and tried to pretend they weren't friends either. Kabitsu and MidnightMoon were simply from two different worlds, MidnightMoon being that of a werewolf that had no werewolf form, and Kabitsu one of many strong and ruthless werewolves with forms as tall as an 200cm man (I think this is like 6ft...) Both came from the same world and both left it two totally different creatures.
In mythology and times of great Gods, there were stories of werewolves who killed hunters, murdered them in cold blood, but these hunters were not what you might have thought. Each wolf had a single fear, of man. Each morning they woke and from the time they opened their eyes as pups they would learn to avoid these creatures that walked on two legs and killed them for their pelts, but these men did not resemble human men. Instead they fed upon the humans and were great enemies of the werewolf. Hundreds of years passed and the fude bewtween these men became known as a war, a war of all wars, leaving hundreds of each speacies dead or dying. Now only a few packs wondered around the world and one of those packs was Kabitsu's.
His pack was strong, filled with many people brimming with strength, intelligence, and speed. It was incredible that someone like him, so touching, caring and heart-filled was also one of the men that killed a whole army of human men armed with guns and other things that could have killed him in the slightest of ease. It was even more impossible to believe that MidnihtMoon a character of darkness and intellect was the other man that helped in the massacure.
"I do not fit anywhere," annouced the now slightly darker grey MidnightMoon.
"There is a place within my pack and my heart brother, my pack will accept you."
"You stand to tell me that you and your pack of werewolves would be willing to accept a hybrid of sorts? I don't even have a werewolf form!"
"Your strenth and speed make up for that."
"Not hardly!"
"Just give it a try brother, you do not have to stay I do not force my members to stay where they feel they are not wanted, but it's best you actually try."
"You have been going on about this for months now Kabitsu, what is it?"
"Honestly, our male to female ratio is lacking."
"WHAT?"
"I'm kidding, we need you, please join us."
"No."
"But brother, you-"
"But nothing, I said no," snapped the wolf ending the conversation.
Kabitsu watched his brother step towards the mountain again but he traced down to the river, he followed once MidnihtMoon was out of sight.
"Why are you followin- AGGGGH!!!" Hollered the wolf as Kabitsu placed a lare balck sack around him and hoisted him on his shoulder. He struggled within the burlap sack. "UGH! What is this made out of!?" he demanded asn he scratched and clawed at the bag hoping it would rip, tear or something to help him out. He found a small hole in the side of the bag rather quickly and stuck his nose through it smelling the air. It had changed from the crisp mountain air to a scent of sweet rose and baking goods, as well as hanging curing meat, then a small of burning evergreen wood and smoked meat came to his nose. All scents he loved, and boy this wolf was starving. He struggled some more against the strong burlap but little did he know this sack was used for haling meet from the forest after a kill. No scent got in and of course none got out, to keep these human werewolves from being attacked by other wolves upon gathering their hunt. The burlap was handmade by the people within this elite and strong wintery pack, so it was made to withstand ripping and tearing. Kabitsu suddenly dropped MidnightMoon and he slithered out.
"Ladies and Gentleman, I present to you, MidnightMoon, Our newest pack member, He will be staying a while so treat him nice, can someone get me some meat? I'm starving!
The dark lack wolf, who was snarling and scratching slowly calmed down but only enough to realise he was just dropped in the middle of the entire pack. People stood all around him, working and doing their jobs but they had paused to look at this strange wolf. His pelt colour lightened a bit but only to the point where the tips were silver but the rest of him still a midnight black colour. "Kabitsu et your ass back here! I don't belong here!" The white wolf, now a human, grabbed a beef jerky stick and tossed it at MidnightMoon.
"Thanks Laila, Ill talk to you tomorrow about the meat shortage. I saw some caribou just over the mountains, we can sent a search party in the morning, or now if you wish." The girl addressed as Lailla smiled and thanked Kabitsu and ran off to go address her hunting party. "I guess now works!" Laughed the wolf and sat down beside MidnightMoon who was stooping around with his tail bewteen his les and his ears pulled back. Kabitsu started a fire ignoring his display of fear.
"Are you a wolf?" he asked.
""What? of course I'm a wolf! you-"
"Than of course you fit in here, we are all wolves!"
A few small wolf pups came up to MidnightMoon sniffing him curiously. A mother wolf came and collected them but didn't snarl or spit at MidnightMoon. Everyone was strangely hospitable towards him, even as he was sure they could smell his vampire scent.
"Akira, dear, wherever you are may you please come here?" Asked Kabitsu smiling at MidnightMoon.
"I don't want to BE HERE!" snarled the wolf snapping at Kabitsu. He shoved a jerky in MidnightMoon's mouth and instantly the taste of the succulent cured and sweet tasting meet filled the wolf's nose. He let each of the wondrous spices tingle upon his tongue feeling the warmth of it and smiled tearing into it like a puppy. He started to think that it might not have been so bad... perhaps.
{Okay so I made it sort of like I usually do where my werewolves have three forms, wolf man and of course werewolf, pups are just that pups, and until ten in human years do not become humans and mothers birth as wolves to make things simpler, however they can birth as humans if you wish. Just to clarify things.}
Sorry but all characters are taken and not accepting further people....
THANKS!
If you wanna watch I guess that should be okai.
Trusse!
It was on a summer night, the sun barely slipping behind the darkened horizon. He lay as a human watching the beautiful rays dance across the sky making a water colour of oranges pinks and yellows until in one final burst, as if the sun itself was clinging to life here on this side darkness washed over the entire mountain scape. MidnightMoon closed his soft grey eyes and reopened them in a deep gold tone. His human body ahead all but been there now and instead of large fingers and a bulky build this human gone wolf stood as a light toned brownish silver wolf. He shook himself freeing his still converting fur from his skin. Just as the last tips of his fur grew into place he took to the side of the mountain and steeped down across the rocks quick as lightning.
"How long are you going to sit and sulk brother?" asked another wolf down at the bottom of the ravine once the large wolf had made it down. A white wolf with deep pink and red scars scattered over his body stood before MidnightMoon. He sat curling his tail around his paws and preformed a quite brief cleaning of his paws since one of them had acquired a rock and it was irritating him.
"Oh, probably for the rest of my life," he joked in return and stood to stretch.
"That isn't a life," answered the large white wolf who also stood.
MidnihtMoon wasn't one to talk about his past or to sulk in what was lost but neither one to take what he couldn't control and not let it bother him form time to time. His brother and he had lived many lifetimes upon this mountain, years of learning its terrain and leading each of their packs to victory even during famines. They weren't enemies as some might have guessed, but they acted and tried to pretend they weren't friends either. Kabitsu and MidnightMoon were simply from two different worlds, MidnightMoon being that of a werewolf that had no werewolf form, and Kabitsu one of many strong and ruthless werewolves with forms as tall as an 200cm man (I think this is like 6ft...) Both came from the same world and both left it two totally different creatures.
In mythology and times of great Gods, there were stories of werewolves who killed hunters, murdered them in cold blood, but these hunters were not what you might have thought. Each wolf had a single fear, of man. Each morning they woke and from the time they opened their eyes as pups they would learn to avoid these creatures that walked on two legs and killed them for their pelts, but these men did not resemble human men. Instead they fed upon the humans and were great enemies of the werewolf. Hundreds of years passed and the fude bewtween these men became known as a war, a war of all wars, leaving hundreds of each speacies dead or dying. Now only a few packs wondered around the world and one of those packs was Kabitsu's.
His pack was strong, filled with many people brimming with strength, intelligence, and speed. It was incredible that someone like him, so touching, caring and heart-filled was also one of the men that killed a whole army of human men armed with guns and other things that could have killed him in the slightest of ease. It was even more impossible to believe that MidnihtMoon a character of darkness and intellect was the other man that helped in the massacure.
"I do not fit anywhere," annouced the now slightly darker grey MidnightMoon.
"There is a place within my pack and my heart brother, my pack will accept you."
"You stand to tell me that you and your pack of werewolves would be willing to accept a hybrid of sorts? I don't even have a werewolf form!"
"Your strenth and speed make up for that."
"Not hardly!"
"Just give it a try brother, you do not have to stay I do not force my members to stay where they feel they are not wanted, but it's best you actually try."
"You have been going on about this for months now Kabitsu, what is it?"
"Honestly, our male to female ratio is lacking."
"WHAT?"
"I'm kidding, we need you, please join us."
"No."
"But brother, you-"
"But nothing, I said no," snapped the wolf ending the conversation.
Kabitsu watched his brother step towards the mountain again but he traced down to the river, he followed once MidnihtMoon was out of sight.
"Why are you followin- AGGGGH!!!" Hollered the wolf as Kabitsu placed a lare balck sack around him and hoisted him on his shoulder. He struggled within the burlap sack. "UGH! What is this made out of!?" he demanded asn he scratched and clawed at the bag hoping it would rip, tear or something to help him out. He found a small hole in the side of the bag rather quickly and stuck his nose through it smelling the air. It had changed from the crisp mountain air to a scent of sweet rose and baking goods, as well as hanging curing meat, then a small of burning evergreen wood and smoked meat came to his nose. All scents he loved, and boy this wolf was starving. He struggled some more against the strong burlap but little did he know this sack was used for haling meet from the forest after a kill. No scent got in and of course none got out, to keep these human werewolves from being attacked by other wolves upon gathering their hunt. The burlap was handmade by the people within this elite and strong wintery pack, so it was made to withstand ripping and tearing. Kabitsu suddenly dropped MidnightMoon and he slithered out.
"Ladies and Gentleman, I present to you, MidnightMoon, Our newest pack member, He will be staying a while so treat him nice, can someone get me some meat? I'm starving!
The dark lack wolf, who was snarling and scratching slowly calmed down but only enough to realise he was just dropped in the middle of the entire pack. People stood all around him, working and doing their jobs but they had paused to look at this strange wolf. His pelt colour lightened a bit but only to the point where the tips were silver but the rest of him still a midnight black colour. "Kabitsu et your ass back here! I don't belong here!" The white wolf, now a human, grabbed a beef jerky stick and tossed it at MidnightMoon.
"Thanks Laila, Ill talk to you tomorrow about the meat shortage. I saw some caribou just over the mountains, we can sent a search party in the morning, or now if you wish." The girl addressed as Lailla smiled and thanked Kabitsu and ran off to go address her hunting party. "I guess now works!" Laughed the wolf and sat down beside MidnightMoon who was stooping around with his tail bewteen his les and his ears pulled back. Kabitsu started a fire ignoring his display of fear.
"Are you a wolf?" he asked.
""What? of course I'm a wolf! you-"
"Than of course you fit in here, we are all wolves!"
A few small wolf pups came up to MidnightMoon sniffing him curiously. A mother wolf came and collected them but didn't snarl or spit at MidnightMoon. Everyone was strangely hospitable towards him, even as he was sure they could smell his vampire scent.
"Akira, dear, wherever you are may you please come here?" Asked Kabitsu smiling at MidnightMoon.
"I don't want to BE HERE!" snarled the wolf snapping at Kabitsu. He shoved a jerky in MidnightMoon's mouth and instantly the taste of the succulent cured and sweet tasting meet filled the wolf's nose. He let each of the wondrous spices tingle upon his tongue feeling the warmth of it and smiled tearing into it like a puppy. He started to think that it might not have been so bad... perhaps.
{Okay so I made it sort of like I usually do where my werewolves have three forms, wolf man and of course werewolf, pups are just that pups, and until ten in human years do not become humans and mothers birth as wolves to make things simpler, however they can birth as humans if you wish. Just to clarify things.}