Pain changes a heart, love it in the present. She was out again, her paw was taken care of now and she was glad for the freedom she had found once again. Ariet was dead and far from her mind now but she could care less about him anymore. She had skipped out on Torin's lesson today and her and Alois had taken to the land. He flew high above watching for danger and for new wolves. She'd asked him to stay with her for as long as he could and he had happily accepted. She'd also been working on her English with both him and Torin but she still had a ways to go. She was starting to get the word you down but still struggled with its use and placement. Alois had also been trying to get her to use me and I instead of talking in third person all the time but she still didn't understand why that wasn't proper in the English language. Torin was teaching her where to use the and other words. She was slowly getting it all though. She hoped next time she spoke to Rory she could speak English enough that she could completely confess her feelings. She still had no idea why he acted funny around her that one day. She had no clue it had to do with her no longer being a pup. That it was because she smelled different now. She waded into the water of the lake here and took a small drink before she looked up to see where Alois was. As if on cue he dove down and landed on her shaw. She'd made sure to wear it today. It was cold and the shaw not only hid her it kept her warm. She'd need to wash it out soon though, it was starting to get dirty and she didn't want that. She gave the bird a smile and moved out of the water giving herself a light shake from the icy water. He was quick to squeak and grab hold of her with his beak. She gave a light giggle at that. He was not mad at her though. They were just going to enjoy each other's company in silence today is what they had decided. Walk, "Jewell "Alois" Think

HO HO HOMICIDE Alright, so perhaps the godling had not abandoned their wandering spirit entirely. It was their job, anyways. Scouting. To think, Amon was going to be bossing them around in earnest now. This place was something. It was definitely colder up here. The golden beast wanted the warm weather back. It had been so nice. Perhaps they would become a migratory wolf, and follow the warm weather around. Yes, surely Amon would delight in their abandonment of the clan for the sake of eternal summer. The look on his face would be priceless. A lake, a perfect spot for a drink. Perhaps a bath too. There was only so much mud they were willing to ingest, in order to keep their pelt pristine. The trip through a swamp hadn't done them any favours, in terms of looks. It was horrific. The giant paused, frowning at the lake. Now, wait a minute. That was weird. Was that... a pawprint? A really big one? Pyr would have told them they were hallucinating, if she were here. Ana would have said they were being an idiot. Perhaps it was time to return in the next few days. Oh, better yet, they should return with gifts. Yes, gifts for everyone. Narrowing their two toned eyes, the beast scanned the area. What was there to bring back from this spot? Not much. Water? Grass. Lots of grass. Oh, hold on. A lovely little waif, stinking of sex. Even better, she bore the odd colourings of the local spirits. Oh yes, that would do. A charming grin would slide upon their lips, predatory gaze shifting towards something more friendly. "Greetings, love." They would croon, slinking towards the shore. Perhaps a bath, and a bitch, would make the day interesting. speech

Pain changes a heart, love it in the present. It wasn't long and the pair were joined by another. Jewell was quick to look at the direction the newcomer was in. She took in the sight of an overly large male and immediately sat. Alois was quick to climb to her head between her ears. She was uneasy about meeting this male so far from home but Ali is was more than ready to fly back if it was needed. She was ready to run as well. Her ears pinned with unease as the man spoke to her. English came from him and she was puzzled with his words. She did not know this man so why did he say he loved her? Maybe she needed to make sure not to identify herself. "Not know you. You not love I." was that the right way to use that? She wasn't sure. The laugh from Alois told her no it wasn't. Her voice held a heavy French accent and she knew it to be sweet and soft in its tones. Alois was quick to help the male understand and apologize for her grammar. "Forgive my friend, English is not her first language and she is still learning. What she meant to say was, she doesn't know you nor you her, so you cannot love her. She tends to take most words in their literal meaning so she doesn't quite understand that it does not mean that you love her." Jewell gave a tiny glare up to her friend before an apologetic look to the male before them. It was after all her mistake for taking things literally and not being able to properly understand him. Walk, "Jewell "Alois" Think

I'M KNOWN TO PUNCH 'EM IN THE DICK AT THE END OF A FIGHT ooc. please pretend all grammar mistakes are not there, Denny is v rusty with the francais and trying to do this all from mostly memory. She was uneasy, fearful. Ears tight against her skull. Perhaps she was a mind reader, this little faerie. Brow would rise inquisitively. "Not know you. You not love I." She announced with surprising surety. Now, that was a familiar lilt in her voice. Lovely. A small bird appeared between her auds, and spoke up soon after she did. Now, that was interesting. The beast had encountered such creatures before, but it was rather infrequent. Each time was rather refreshing. "Forgive my friend, English is not her first language and she is still learning. What she meant to say was, she doesn't know you nor you her, so you cannot love her. She tends to take most words in their literal meaning so she doesn't quite understand that it does not mean that you love her." It said. "Ce n'est pas de problème, chérie." The titan directed a grin her way. It had been quite some time since they had used anything other than the God's tongue or the common one. It would be a nice break from the monotony to use another mortal language. "Je pense que je parle le français vraiment bien." Their accent was twisted by that of their native tongue, but the pronunciation was otherwise unmarred to the ears. "C'est un terme d'affection, comme chérie." They promised, taking a step into the water. It was cool, and a balm upon their hard worked muscles. The sore pads of their paws, rubbed close to raw by their travels, were almost instantly soothed. speech AND I NEVER SAY I'M SORRY AT THE END OF THE NIGHT

Pain changes a heart, love it in the present. She kept her eyes on him and once He started speaking her head went back. Not many spoke her tongue, not since Aldric had she heard it. She was taken by surprise for sure. She understood him perfectly but his accent left something to be desired. She could feel Alois atop her head gripping into her skin at her surprised jarring of him. He was not so surprised to meet another that spoke french like they did. She listened but watched as he took a dip in the lake near her. "Alors, comment avez-vous appris à parler français si bien?" Her natural accent ensured that everything flowed and was perfect with her syllables. She was fluent and it it showed that this was he native tongue. She was beginning to relax the more he relaxed in the water. Perhaps this would end up a good man unlike Ariet had been. Walk, "Jewell "Alois" Think

I'M KNOWN TO PUNCH 'EM IN THE DICK AT THE END OF A FIGHT ooc. french? not good. I'm sorry The girl was downright astounded by their grasp on the language, and the pride that swelled in their chest might have choked them. Stroking an oversized ego, playing upon their vanity. The threat would only grow, should she dare to continue. The bird, tiny and unassuming, was nearly dislodged from her cranium. A weak creature, a quick snack if they needed to silence the beast. "Alors, comment avez-vous appris à parler français si bien?" The female questioned, her own vocals downright flawless. The tension in her muscles was beginning to lax, and there was an opportunity presenting itself. "J'ai voyagé quand j'ai deux ans, j'ai vu le monde. J'ai beaucoup à rencontre, plus de conquérir et apprend près de constamment." They drawled as they slunk further into the cool water. Soaking their dust hued derma freed them of any offending particles. Vanity lingered beneath the surface, and they dared not appear filthy in the presence of an interested party. Two toned gaze would slide partway closed, revelling in the sensation of cool water flooding their battered flesh. speech AND I NEVER SAY I'M SORRY AT THE END OF THE NIGHT

Pain changes a heart, love it in the present. His answer stumped her a little. Conquering things? What did he mean by that? Was he speaking of starting packs? Was that conquest or was it something else? She had to wander what he meant by that. Should she ask? Was that rude? She wasn't certain. He also said he had seen the world. That was interesting to her. She loved to explore and adventure. "Qu'entendez-vous par conquérir? Est-ce comme des packs de départ? Êtes-vous un leader de votre pack?"She was full of questions like always. Did that upset him? Hopefully not. Faite always had all the time for her questions. She didn't even know the danger she was even in, that this male had other intentions than just being friendly. Alois felt that she was safe and took to the skies to scout out their next destination. Walk, "Jewell "Alois" Think

I'M KNOWN TO PUNCH 'EM IN THE DICK AT THE END OF A FIGHT ooc. pp/rape of Jewell okay'd by Asena. Denny is really really sorry to Jewell, if this wasn't preplotted my heart wouldn't be able to withstand it. Sorry sorry sorry Kaine is a shitbag and this is gonna be awful I'm warning y'all in advance Shoulder deep in the water by this point, the beast continued their advance upon the unwitting female. The scent of her heat reached them finally. Intoxicating and downright offensive. The water had covered it up, but now the stench of it leaking from her pores was overwhelming. Her delicate features came into clearer view, defined and cherubic. Nothing compared to their glorious pixie, but something to admire nonetheless. "Qu'entendez-vous par conquérir? Est-ce comme des packs de départ? Êtes-vous un leader de votre pack?" Eager as a child, there was a moment of pause. No, children did not undergo oestrus. Thus, a young woman was entirely within her own control. Daring to entice a stranger. The bird atop her crown fluttered off. Mismatched gaze would rise to follow its path across the sky, until it disappeared from view. Perfect. "Conquérir? Mais, on va quelque chose comme ça." The beast rumbled, closing the distance between themself and the petite fae. It was too tempting, all but laid out before them. She had even wondered after the act of conquering. Taking what should be theirs. It was too good to pass up. Ebony lips would peel away from sharp ivories, a grin spreading across their chiselled features. Sopping forepaw would lift above the water, reaching along her flank to keep a hold on her. Sensuous movements would pull the titan around her lean bodice, cranium sinking between their shoulders. "Il se peut que faire mal." They crooned affectionately in her narrow aud, teeth teasing at the fur around it. Aligning themself behind her, the beast trapped her narrow waist between their forelimbs. Chest pressed tight against her spine, the godling sunk their ivories into her scruff. Oh, this would be amazing. Their first good fuck since the little pixie had left them at their own borders. -fade to black- speech AND I NEVER SAY I'M SORRY AT THE END OF THE NIGHT

Pain changes a heart, love it in the present. The man was moving closer and she was unsure of this. Unsure of his intentions. Then he was there, at first it seemed innocent but then his words sounded and she looked at him slightly confused. HE was going to show her something. She stayed seated as she had been and waited. His paw lifted and touched her and she jumped at the touch. The jump helped him and she didn't even realize it. He was on her in seconds, like Ariet had been. Her eyes widened and from fear she froze. Her ears pressed back and there were more words. Words she didn't quite comprehend in her state of fear and shock. He had been so nice she thought, then he did this, just like Ariet. Teeth sunk into her scruff and snapped her back to the present situation. She did her best to put her tail between her legs but that did not deter him. She tried to snap at him as his hold tightened and held her there, but all she succeeded in doing was in making blood trickle down her scruff, from small punctures by the excited males teeth. There was fire and pain. Blood flowed and she was screaming out yelps as she was violated again. -fade to black- As soon as he released her she was turning on him. In a quick motion as soon as she was released she rounded on him, yanking herself free, aiming to sink her teeth into his face. then she was off, running with her tail tucked for home. Alois would find her later she knew. The biggest thing on her mind was getting home and scrubbing his filth from her. Her insides were on fire, and she could feel his fluids mixing with the blood between her legs. only this time the blood was not as bad. In fact she would later find there was hardly any blood. She wanted nothing to do with this male that unknown to her and possibly him, had just impregnated her. Her feet were on fire as she crossed the dessert to reach the oasis of her home. -exit unless stopped- Walk, "Jewell "Alois" Think

I'M KNOWN TO PUNCH 'EM IN THE DICK AT THE END OF A FIGHT She struggled so violently, tried valiantly to free herself. Her minuscule form was no match for the might of a deity such as themself. They forced themself within her, and did as they pleased. Even in the throes of physical nirvana, their mind was scratching an invisible itch. It wasn't as good, this time. Taking this little woman's body was not as pleasant as when the little pixie had allowed them to fuck her. Before, the golden beast had rarely been given physical pleasure. So often they had taken it, forced it upon another. It made them want the little amethyst woman. All her whiplash-inducing mood swings and temper tantrums. How odd. As release found the beast, they slackened their grip. Revelled in the ecstacy for a moment, and felt pain. The nymph had not found release in their coupling, as they had. Unfortunate. Her teeth sliced through the flesh of their left cheek, not enough to do more than weep blood feebly. She fled, blindly cantering into the trees. Well then. A quizzical, lost expression found itself upon their visage. What was her problem? Should they have started with more foreplay? A rueful, cruel chuckle rumbled from the pits of their chest. Shaking the pain from their mortal flesh, the godling began to trail after the little nymph. What if children resulted from this encounter? No Abraxas blood should be separated from the clan. The nymph might bear the seeds of greatness within her wanton womb, and to deny the children of a god their rightful place would be careless. Inhaling her pungent, fear-riddled aroma, the scent of others found themselves overlaying it. Ah, a pack wolf. Whoops, should have thought first. The thought rolled absently through their consciousness. That had been foolish, to fuck her without thinking. Finding the source of the little nymph was the next order of business. For now, it was time to remedy an error of theirs. The little pixie had been such a good fuck, a willing creature. Such fun, as well. It had been rather cruel to abandon her like they had. Not to mention, this place had lost their interest. .:Kaine -- Exitus:. speech AND I NEVER SAY I'M SORRY AT THE END OF THE NIGHT