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Post by ƴanaϦ on Jan 23, 2012 16:41:03 GMT -5
Yanah muzzled his cheek and watched him go, feeling a weight lift off her shoulders. Whirling around she ran back into Kylarad, jumping silently about with private joy.
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Post by Sunny on Jan 23, 2012 17:04:27 GMT -5
Pandora nosed her way forward and sat, watching the Kylarad leader jumping with glee. "I don't know what you're so happy about. He's only using you," Pandora said clearly to the satrap.
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Post by ƴanaϦ on Jan 23, 2012 17:36:45 GMT -5
OOC: She left... Oh well pretend I didn't leave?
Yanah stopped and glared at her, ears folding back. "I take it you were spying on us then. This has nothing to do with you," she growled, her fur starting to bristle.
OOC: Yanah is in two places at once xD Edit 3: Never mind
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Post by Sunny on Jan 23, 2012 20:25:03 GMT -5
"Oh doesn't it?" Pandora replied darkly. "So I suppose it doesn't matter that he's betraying my pack. In that case it must not matter that you are equally guilty, Yanah, Satrap of Kylarad pack," Pandora flicked her ears back and growled low in the back of her throat. "You have over stepped your boundaries. We may have a truce, but winter won't last forever and once the treaty expires so will your love. Helios is using you," She warned the satrap. "He knows that as long as you're in love with him he's free to hunt in your territory. You don't seem the type to allow something as silly as emotions cloud your judgement. It's the dead of winter, prey is scarce and wolves do crazy things when they're hungry. Tell me, do you think a wolf who's half dog is above using you?" Pandora held the satrap's gaze, her amber eyes flashing dangerously.
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Post by ƴanaϦ on Jan 23, 2012 21:52:19 GMT -5
Yanah's lips drew back over her teeth as she listened to the Lycaon wolf seemingly explain Helios's reasons for loving her. "You're right, I don't let emotions cloud my judgement. How do I know you aren't trying to turn us against each other? I've seen you slinking about before, and you have the look of a wolf that is up to no good. I don't doubt what crazy wolves would do, but I believe you are crazier than he is," she hissed, flicking her tail in the direction that the gold wolf had taken. Despite her own words, Pandora's dark omen was starting to spread a little spark of doubt within her. Could their love be a lie? But, no, you couldn't fake... That. Regaining composure, her face returned to it's leaderly mask. Yanah glared her down. "I think that perhaps you should worry about your own pack. And get back to it," she rumbled, not looking like she was ready to argue.
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Post by Sunny on Jan 23, 2012 22:06:02 GMT -5
"Then you condemn your pack and mine to the whimes of a traitor. I see it would be pointless to try and convince you otherwise. Believe what you will, but don't say I didn't try to warn you," Pandora replied evenly before turning and moving back into the shadows beneath the trees. Stage one of the plot was complete, Yanah was beginning to doubt her own judgement and that might just prove enough to start a war. Stage two, convince Helios that Yanah was using him, and through him convince Fotia that Kylarad was planning on taking over Lycaon.
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Post by ƴanaϦ on Jan 24, 2012 17:44:10 GMT -5
Yanah did not dignify her warning with a response, just watched her back away with a half snarl on her face. When Pandora disappeared she whirled around and charged back towards Kylarad, tail streaming out behind her. She had to run off the anger, elsewise she'd rip someone's throat out...
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Post by Ɲoquisi on Jan 24, 2012 18:13:44 GMT -5
Padding into the border area, Achilles waited for the others to show up. Sniffing around, he smelled an odd scent. It was still wolf, But it was definitely not one of his pack's members. Shrugging since it was the border, Achilles licked a tuft of fur down, and watched the surrounding trees for others.
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Post by Oxy on Jan 25, 2012 16:47:28 GMT -5
Briskly, Alexander loped through the dead forest, his paws throbbing. The icy forest floor was covered with debris, which shuffled noisily under the brutes feet. Panting, and trying to catch up to the howl that called him, Alexander snorted. Why would somebody call for me? the tawny he-wolf thought. Honestly though? Him? A mission? Please! However the he-beast continued, and eventually ended up at the secret wod that sealed the boundary between Kylarad and Lycaon.
"'Ello, Achilles. You've called for me, sir," the tawny wolf explained. He planted his bottom in a soft patch of moss, the only thing green in the area. A well deserved rest. As the brute waited for the other to reply, he wondered, what must Kylarad territory be like? Was it a frozen wasteland just like Lycaon, or was it lush and green? Perhaps it was simply just ordinary, nothing special. But if Dynata was there... Maybe things were tore up, injured perhaps beyond repair, like Loloudi. Oh, Loloudi! If only the little pup would be okay. Alexander had grown quite fond of the little thing, then that monster - Dynata- had attacked her. Mutilated her. Another thought came to mind, where were the others?
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Post by Sunny on Jan 25, 2012 17:10:22 GMT -5
Pandora slunk through the forest boredly as she made her way to Achilles' call. She had a suspision that this patrol would mess with her plans (ooc; and wondered why her fellow role players refused to accept their fates and allow the plot to play out) ic; and that she would have to come up with a new strategy for igniting the war. When she arrived she nodded politely to Alexander and then to Achilles before sitting down in the snow.
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Post by ƴanaϦ on Jan 25, 2012 19:46:52 GMT -5
Armell stepped briskly up to the border, a bit frisky in the cold weather. "Mornin', chaps!" She said cheerily. The events of yesterday had all but disappeared from her thoughts, and once more her jovial mood was showing it's colors. "Goin' on a patrol, wot? I say, bit early t' barge in on the bally neighbors isn't it? Oh well, happy surprise then eh?" She chattered to no one in particular. It was amazing that she could hold on to one thought at a time.
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Post by Ɲoquisi on Jan 25, 2012 20:13:58 GMT -5
Standing up, Achilles dipped his head to each of the wolves individually. "Thank you for showing up quickly, everyone. Me and Fotia have decided to take a patrol, that's all of you, into Kylarad, to warn them of Dynata. She is a big threat, and, as in any alliance, we have a need to tell them." he spoke, pacing as he talked. "Let's not waste any more time." he said, flicking his ears in the direction of Kylarad's territory. Achilles' paws pounded the ground, kicking up wet and dry leaves alike.
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Post by ƴanaϦ on Jan 25, 2012 22:48:11 GMT -5
Armell's face darkened momentarily, but then the anger subsided and she skipped along after Achilles, humming under her breath. Dynata was a big problem, but it was also a nice excuse to meet with their next door pack.
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Post by Oxy on Jan 26, 2012 15:31:42 GMT -5
Getting up from his comfort zone, Alexander fell in with the others. Accelerating from a meager trot, the brute picked up pace and caught up. Kicking up dead foliage once more, and anything but quiet, the tawny wolf hoped that monster - that demon - Dynata hadn't connived her way into Kylarad. Little demoness she was. Would she kill the pups of Kylarad? Its quite likely she would annoy Kylarad. Realizing he was slowing down, Alexander caught up pace and pondered. Also he noticed Kylaradian soil wasn't different from Lycaon. Less pine trees though. More oaks.
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Post by Sunny on Jan 26, 2012 16:00:57 GMT -5
Pandora followed a little behind the others thinking fast. Dynata was relying on her to make sure Lycaon would fight with Kylarad, but if Dynata was kicked out of Kylarad then the war couldn't begin. On the other hand it may be good if Yanah saw Pandora helping Kylarad. Pandora weighed the two options carefully before decided Yanah had more pull in the pack and therefore she would help her pack mates drive out Dynata, but she wouldn't outright abandon her business partner. She could possibly hide dynata somewhere in Lycaon territory, yes, that would work. Now with a plan she trotted foward with renewed vigour and a sense of decision about her.
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