Resting was over.

Sanguine knew there would come a time that she would have to face her sister once more. The last their sights met had been quite some time ago and left a bitter, yet sweet taste on the brindle woman's tongue. All because she'd submitted when they were pups. She owed Lurid her life. Amongst various other things she'd done whilst they had been nothing but mere pups. Hating the dire sized sibling of hers felt like a waste of time. There was always other ways to get back at the off branded wolf. Born of whites and golds within a litter of dark pups. How did the Deity dare bless her with such gifts?

Her paws wandered over the freshly frosted ground. The subtle crunch under each step echoing through the silent area. So vast in its space. Littered with barren trees and snowed bushes. She cared not of the scenery. However, it was what it held that she searched endlessly for. A rare mushroom. Poisonous when digested and not fairly used in anything most herbalist mixed. She, on the other hand, enjoyed collecting them all. To mess with the lives of others. Their trust in her growing as she talked. Or rather when she did speak.

Thanks to Lurid, her once honey suckle voice now sounded like the humming of bees. If Sang were to scream, she'd sound even worse. Males ran from her. Females looked on in such disgust after hearing her talk. Its what fueled the hatred boiling in the depths of her stomach. Leaving her full of anger towards all creatures. Rather prey or predator. They were nothing to her. Pawns in a game she wanted to play. And would soon do so once she'd collected all the herbs she needed.

Which is why she was here in the first place. Digging through different bases of trees. Nose lifting rocks and eyes peeking into hollowed logs. Until finally, she'd found them. Hiding away from the cold air. Nestled beneath an underbrush that clearly kept them safe from most of the winter's touch. Carefully did she use a claw to uproot them. Not daring to use her mouth and fall prey to their treacherous side affects. Smiling with glee as she went to work.

Her family had been scattered to the winds. It was almost as if they didn't want to be found, but Lurid would not be giving up anytime soon. She had to find them...and punish them for leaving her when she needed them the most. How could they? Lurid saw it almost as a betrayal, and it was definitely abandonment. Yes, she would be happy to find any of them whole and in one piece, how would she not be? She loved her family more than any other creature, aside from Requiem and herself. There was no way she would let them get away with this slight, even if they had good excuses. Sanguine was number one on her list, Atropos had disappeared almost entirely, there was no hint of Cairn anywhere, and Eldritch was gone as well. Sanguine had not been here at all, not to raise Mirovis nor to help her keep it from falling when she had gone down. Perhaps, it was best she had not been here while Lurid was ill.

She had been traveling all over Boreas to find her siblings, turning over every rock and log in her search. Today, she was toeing the line between the snowy woods of Redbud Nook and Mount Volkan. staring up at the once dormant volcano and wondering if it was responsible for the first fall of Mirovis. The winds changed suddenly, bringing a familiar scent to Lurid's nose. White to lavender holographic gaze lit up as she followed the scent carried on the breeze. Had she finally found one of them? Sanguine's signature scent wafted through the air, and Lurid made a beeline toward her long-gone sister.

Silent paws carried her through the snow and leaf litter, the leaves not even daring to give her away. Surprise and relief flowed through her when she finally found her sister, but so did a deadly rage. The woman's back was turned to her and she was uprooting something by the way her body moved, no doubt it was something poisonous. Both of her sisters enjoyed poisons and potions, Atropos had shoved one after the other down her throat in an attempt to heal her from her illness; though it was in vain. Watching for a few moments, Lurid leaned against a tree as if she were relaxing and cleared her throat to catch her sister's attention. She would not speak until her sister turned to face her. Then, the punishment for being away so long could begin.

Word count: 417 words
"Talking" | 'Hearing'
Notes: Throw together html lol.

The feeling of another's gaze 'pon her back stalled all movement. It was not of someone that she did not know. This one felt all too familiar. Sanguine didn't wish to turn around. Her body shifted uncomfortably and yet her mind raged with anger. Still scared of that mutated mutt of a sister. How did they fall beneath the woman's paws? Why was she so blessed to be far more dominant than they? Teeth grinded against each other in order to hold back that sickening growl of disgust. The urge to spit at Lurid's feet overwhelming her very emotions.

"Sister... It's been quite some time."

Guine realized her fate the moment the presence of Lurid became noticed. If she turned around, there would be fatal punishment for lack of coming around. Her dear sister did not like when her submissive pets or siblings weren't around to do what they were told. It was one of many reasons as to why Sanguine hid from the colossal beast for some time. Unfortunately for her, fate had other planes for the brindled wolf.

Lurid watched as her sister froze, sensing someone looking at her, no doubt. The discomfort was evident as she shifted around, not wishing to turn around most likely. Lurid would not wish to face her either, not after all she had been through. Sanguine had not been through any of it as she should have. No, Sanguine was too busy picking poisonous fungus it seemed. However much hatred Sanguine might carry in her heart, Lurid felt a thousand times fold in that moment. Rage coursed through her veins like furious white lightning, making her blood run cold and burn hot beneath her flesh. What was the excuse for ditching familial duty over one's own wants and needs?

Lurid did not speak immediately, she let the silence and frigid air do her talking. She came up close to her sister, close enough that they could feel the warmth of each other's bodies unless Sanguine moved away. Lurid's vision blurred with rage and hurt, mostly rage though. 'Sister... It's been quite some time.' Sanguine said on broken vocals, her once-sweet voice now scarred by Lurid herself. While most did find Sanguine's voice hard to handle, Lurid still heard the dulcet vocals of her sister through those marred vocal cords. "Time continues until you turn around and face me, sister mine." Lurid's dual vocals purred, but her tone suggested anger. For Sanguine, this meant to turn around now or forever hold her peace. The more time she spent with her back turned, the more furious Lurid became with her. It would be her only warning, and she was privileged to get such a sweet gesture from Lurid. Patience was not something that came easily to the alabaster devil, her family knew that best of all.

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Word count: 292 words
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Did she really have to turn and face the wrath that had shifted into the figure that was her sister? Her vocals were damaged enough from the last time Sanguine went against Lurid. No longer could the Black Dahlia have pups. A future of being a mother long decided years ago. Ripped away from the treacherous living wolf known as her very sibling. Sharing the same blood that pumped through hated veins. Sang wanted nothing more than to watch the light fade away from the colossal bitch. Such a strong and feverish rage built overtime towards the pale woman. It took everything in her not to start a fight right then and there. She was neither strong nor impatient enough to allow her own life to be taken without even putting up a fight.

Sanguine needed to get stronger. To find ways to study more of these poisonous plants that inhabitant these new lands. Lurid may have no use to them; but, if she took a year to begin the process. There would be a day that Lurid would need her assistant and then, she would strike. "Have you missed my beautiful face?" She was not ugly in the slightest. Scars from the past still lingered on those blessed features given by both sister and mother. However, it was the voice that kept males from ever taking her on as a wife. They could not stand to hear her talk. The scratchiness sounds like ice rubbing together. Leaving none to be able to listen when she spoke.

This was another reason why Sang hated Lurid beyond repair. While she could live a life of normalcy. She had left her to live one of misery. No never know the love of carrying pups. To feel their movements inside of her belly. To never know how a heat felt. When one did come, it was full of nothing but pain and anguish. No male dared look her way the moment she opened her mouth to greet them. A path of forever loneliness and hatred was all that lay ahead of Sanguine. And as she turned around to eye her sister, the feelings she tried so desperately to hide shown bright in those heterochromia eyes.

The relief that Lurid felt at finally having found her sister was short-lived. The longer it took Sanguine to turn around and face her, the more rage built up in the ivory demon queen until she no longer saw her sister standing there. There was a visible quake in Lurid's muscles, a slight twitch in her neck that dragged her head just a bit toward the left, and an audible click to her teeth as she licked her lips. Sanguine spoke on ragged vocals, but the tone her sister used was all wrong. There should be equal relief and apology in her grating voice, not the sarcasm that spewed from obsidian lips. Lurid allowed her rage to show through as her holographic gaze locked on to the bruised and bloodied gaze of her sister once she finally did turn around.

Pulling her lips back into a smile that would scare even the insane, Lurid took a single step toward Sanguine, then another and another. Her tail rose in dominant fashion behind her back and she stood tall to tower over her sister, drawing slowly closer and closer until she had taken all of the available space between them. "Where have you been, Sanguine?" Lurid did not fear her sister, nor was she repulsed by her voice alone. In Lurid's mind, the vocal surgery had been a success and Sanguine had been much better behaved since receiving it, but she knew it poisoned Sanguine against her to some degree. The prolonged absence was unexcused, and Lurid hoped Sanguine would have a good reason for being gone so long. "Melius fac, soror, hic non eras." Latin lyrics were purred on a growl, a dire warning from the pale demonic queen.

Lurid did not want to punish her littermate, the joy of finding her safe and sound was too much, but the rage she felt at Sanguine's abandonment was too great. Before Sanguine could speak again, letting loose those terrible vocals with one excuse or another, Lurid snapped her teeth in Sanguine's face. She did not aim to make contact, only a point. Her reason had better be a good one, or she would have more than her voice to sulk over. That "beautiful face" would gain a new scar, and this one may not be covered by fur when it healed either.

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Word count: 390 words
"Talking" | 'Hearing'
Notes: Scroll over Latin to see the translation.

It honestly didn’t matter what Sanguine said in that moment. She knew words spoken would only fuel the colossal demon before her. The pale beast was nothing but a ticking tomb bomb and she so happened to be the victim that would set it off.

Lurid’s breath fanned her face. A warning clear as the sun and filled with promise. Left hanging in the air; whilst, time continued to pass. Seconds shifting into minutes. Was she stalling? Probably. The longer she did so she knew that her older sister would make the punishment even worse. Did it really matter? “I have no excuse. We simply just… went our own paths.”

To Sanguine's credit, she did not flinch as Lurid snapped the air between them with a furious clack of her teeth. Even though all it did was accentuate the rage of the moonlit goddess before her. There was a silence between them, and Sanguine was right to assume that Lurid's anger only mounted the longer that silence stretched. Those sandpaper vocals did finally fill the space between them, but the words were not what Lurid wished to hear. 'I have no excuse. We simply just… went our own paths.' Taking a deep hissing breath, Lurid let loose a growl on dual-toned vocals. The sound was usually enough that it intimidated most, though her sister might be used to it by now. They had always clashed, but not like this.

"Took our own paths did we?" The demonic woman said, practically purring as the edges of her vision began to turn red with rage. "Never again." The words were said calmly, but the shakiness in her voice would give away her dangerous anger. Then, Lurid struck. Her fangs were aimed at the side of Sanguine's face, between her cheek and her eye, where there was enough skin and meat to grasp between her jaws. Her goal was to bite deep and latch on, she wanted to leave a mark and she wanted to make it hurt.

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Lurid vs Sanguine for Dominance
Round 1/2?
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Heavy
Offensive Battle Accessory: Serrated saber mouthguard - not used
Defensive Battle Accessory: Diamond-studded armor - not used
Companion 1: Mini Polar bear, Male - Attack - not used
Companion 2: Buzzard, Male - Perception - not used
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Intellectual
Specialty: Juggernaut

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Word count: 225 words
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Notes: I'M SO SORRY!! It'll be over soon! <3

Sanguine knew it would soon come down to this. She’d mentally and physically prepared for the onslaught that she knew was Lurid’s way of taking control of every situation. With fang and claw. The situation alone could not be understood by any other. Why she allowed such things to take place all. And now she would soon have another scar of her sister’s love. ”Why must you always…” Teeth sunk into the flesh between her eye and cheek. Breaking through the surface effortlessly. A snarling whine pressed from her lips.

Sang couldn’t help but lift the top half of her body to aim her claws at Lurid’s shoulders. An attempt to dig into the area there in hopes the woman would let her go. She’d submitted their entire life. No more. This time, the scarred beauty would fight back. Even if it meant meeting her end.

Lurid vs Sanguine for Dominance
Round 1/2
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Large
Build: Light

Lurid felt her teeth sink into Sanguine's cheek bringing a rush of blood into her mouth as she broke through the skin. The instant she bit into the darker woman's flesh, Sanguine rose up on her hind legs and aimed her claws for Lurid's shoulders. Her claws scraped against Lurid's skin, leaving deep, burning scratches on the fronts of her shoulders. A deep, guttural, terrible growl erupted from Lurid, though she refused to let go of her sister's face.

Instead, Lurid rose up with her sister and as she gained those burning scratches, Lurid shook her head ferociously. Her aim was to shake her sister silly and rend the flesh of her cheek. Simultaneously, Lurid pushed her weight into her sister's reared-up form in an attempt to knock her off balance. The goal here was simple, to have Sanguine's smaller form knocked beneath her while she held on to her face. Lurid demanded submission or the fight would become deadly.

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Lurid vs Sanguine for Dominance
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Heavy
Offensive Battle Accessory: Serrated saber mouthguard
Defensive Battle Accessory: Diamond-studded armor
Companion 1: Mini Polar bear, Male - Attack
Companion 2: Buzzard, Male - Perception
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Intellectual
Specialty: Juggernaut
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Word count: 160 words
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Notes: Trying to keep it simple and clear XD

She did not wish to give up. There was a stubbornness that raced through her body to try and fight as much as she could. To finally win against Lurid for the first time in her life. Why did she have to continuously submit to this woman? What fates gave the pale wolf the rights to be this way? When did their relationship become so strained where pain and dominance was all that could be expressed? Sanguine hated this female with a fiery passion. To even call her a sibling and share the same blood made her snarl out in overbearing disgust.

Such a stupid thing to think.

Sang forced out a whimper through clenched teeth. The noise sounding so pathetic to even her own ears. She wanted the feel of Lurid off. To go and rinse away the mere touch she knew would linger on her own brindled fur. So exhausted she was. Being the punching bag of her sister whenever the bitch didn’t get her way. Last she checked, she was entirely single and did not have to do what the pale woman wanted of her. Like a spoiled pup who didn’t get their way. That’s how her older sister was acting. “I submit! Let me the fuck go!” Another scar to add to her many wounds. Surely she now looked completely ugly.

Lurid vs Sanguine for Dominance
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1 year
Size: Large
Build: Light

As soon as that whimper escaped, Lurid knew she had gotten her point across. She waited still, her sister hollering for her to let go and get off of her. Once Sanguine's body went lax with submission, Lurid released her hold on the dark woman's cheek but she did not move from over her. Calm now, Lurid gently licked the blood from her sister's cheek as though she were wiping away mere tears. "Take my warning, Sanguine, don't mistake it. I rule here, not you. We do not go our own ways anymore. Despite what you may think, I have missed you." There was the softer side of the dark-minded goddess, one only her siblings and mate got from her. "Next time we are separated, be sure to seek me out."

Lurid moved then to let her sister up. Once Sanguine was on her feet, Lurid moved to wrap her forelimbs around the darker woman and squeeze her tightly, as though her assault had never happened. "Come, we should get that cheek looked at...I am sorry it had to come to that." It was an apology only Sanguine had gotten, Lurid never apologized for handing out punishments. Only to her siblings and mate, and probably her children if she should ever have any.

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Word count: 213 words
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Notes: Figure in their next thread we can do a small family reunion type thing. <3

And the winner is...

Sanguine

Lurid must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out. Totals: Sanguine : Attack Roll: 42 Defense Roll: 73 Agility Roll: 92 Perception Roll: 91 Total: 298 Attack[42] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 42.00 Defense[73] + 5% Bonus[3.65]: 76.65 Agility[92] + 5% Bonus[4.60]: 96.60 Perception[91] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 91.00 Total[306.25] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 306.25 Lurid : Attack Roll: 13 Defense Roll: 25 Agility Roll: 7 Perception Roll: 57 Total: 102 Attack[13] + 30% Bonus[3.90]: 16.90 Defense[25] + 5% Bonus[1.25]: 26.25 Agility[7] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 7.00 Perception[57] + 25% Bonus[14.25]: 71.25 Total[121.40] + 25% Bonus[30.35]: 151.75