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06-14-2014, 07:19 AM (This post was last modified: 06-14-2014, 07:21 AM by Lysis.)


Boredom was not something that Lysis Armada was used to feeling. Restlessness had crept deep into her bones and she could not shake it. Things had changed in Glaciem, and she didn't know how she felt about it -- the plague had rendered many wolves quite ill, and it seemed far safer to keep to herself these days. She missed her parents dearly, and it seemed her father -- perhaps in a fit of weakness -- had all but given the pack to Athena. It was something she had mixed feelings about, but she would not voice them aloud.

And this was why she wandered on this cool winter night. Trailing away from familiar lands and toward the ocean, craving the sound of the crashing waves and the salty stench that hung heavy in the air there. Slender limbs moved fluidly as she slunk across the earth, her hazel green eyes bright with interest as the sea slowly came into view. Slowly the earth grew less firm, giving way to sand and broken sea shells. A sigh of contentment slipped from her lips as the babe began to walk through the frigid waters, shivering as the cold water lapped at her paws. The moon cast its shadows down on the water, the stars glimmering vibrantly overhead and casting brilliant reflections on the ocean's surface.








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06-14-2014, 07:37 AM





Traveling the northern lands had its greatness. Her pale skin would not be tainted by the burns of the glaring sun, and her coral pads would always touch snow, though she could venture further to the southern lands if she wished for the winter months. She preferred to be in the general vincity of her homeland, the Glaciem pack, should they summon for help. It would be possible, but her father's pack had never been the one to ask another for help, yet they have in the past, in the eve of the largest siege Alacritia had ever known. The blood and violence that had occured then fueled the pristine lady, dearly so she wished to feel the thrill of adreniline pumping through her blood. Rubies would sweep over the lands, as she got the feel of it, remembering it's name ? Soul Sand Cove ? in her mind, as if it were a fresh new adventure.



Pink auditories would rise to act upon a scent flowing to her nostrils ?amongst the odors of salt and seafare ? of wolf. The white tempest (Lysis) would come into view as coral pads delicately touched the slick ground, picking her way down the rocky terrain to emerge at the same point of the tempest, whom was sitting, and perhaps completating an event. Rubies would glimmer in the light of the fat moon and stars, which would reflect from the cresting waters like a room of mirrors, no definate direction it points. A small venomous chuckle would emerge from coral lips as her pristine figure would ghost to the tempest on the soft sand. Can't you see your reflection? Words were slickened by honey, with a hint of toxicity, as if she should demand an answer, but instead, she would lie down about a kilometer from the white vixen, calm as ever. She felt at home with this tempest, perhaps because she smelt of Glaciem.


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06-14-2014, 08:31 AM


The loud crashing of the waves against the shoreline was intoxicating to Lysis. The sound was far from melodic, and yet she found it pleasant to the ear, enthralling in all its intensity. Even the moon overhead seemed to take heed to the strength of the waves, illuminating the sea in all its glory. She could not help but wonder how it might feel to be able to swim in the sea for all eternity, never needing to touch land -- how freeing it would feel -- as free as a bird on the wind.

The scent of the stranger came to her far before she heard the woman's voice. Slowly she tilted her head to the side, arching her neck as she gazed upon the ivory-furred beauty's face. Her words were strange, but elicited a coy smile from her, toying with her lips and quickly illuminating her tender face in a sickly sweet expression. "It seems I am looking at it right now," she commented with an air of playfulness as she gazed upon the stranger's face. "But in all honesty, you bear a much stronger resemblance to my father than anyone else..."






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06-14-2014, 08:43 AM





Her coral lips were soon relieved of all playfulness, portraying a coy character. The white tempest would speak, not catching onto her playful words, but some words would stick out. "You mear a much stronger resemblance to my father than anyone else..." Rubies would become playful once more as coral lips would part in a coy grin before she should speak. She would roll onto her side, now simply lying in the cool sand, relief washing her to be able to relax and slow down in her travels. Spawn of Isardis, are you? This girl was an Armada, as few wolves that were of albino genetics were not the spawn of the Glaciem King, and she had recognized her pelt. It is quite the treat to see yet another Armada loyal to the Glaciem King, otherwise known as my sire.

Coral lips would stretch to accommodate a slick smile as these lyrics would flow, sweet and smooth, not cutting any details out. If you are wondering why I am not with my seed's pack now, it is that I am simply awaiting the right time, when he is more active, as I have heard rumors of a plagued land for each pack and a multitude of rogues. Rubies would sweep over the white vixen, before she would push herself up once more, shaking her champagne cloak free of any sand that should cling to her iconic locks. I am so very curious, if you have been around since I left, what has happened to my sire's pack, whilst I was on a journey in faraway lands, a whole new continent?


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06-16-2014, 08:55 PM


Lysis Armada had been growing restless remaining in Glaciem, especially with her father's scarcity and with Athena's newly appointed position of leadership. A pack meeting had not yet been called to inform everyone of the changes, but her father's absence and Sendoa's slowly wavering sanity said it all. Admittedly, she was perhaps a bit envious of Athena's position as heir, but she was still young and not too naive to think that she knew everything. The child had much left to learn, and though she was growing more confident by the day, she knew she was not perfect -- only close.

Her expression mirrored Impra's own, a teasing smile dancing across her gentle features. Slowly the white-furred child lowered herself to her hind legs, watching this stranger with interest she didn't bother to mask. "Yes, I am his daughter," she declared with a swish of her tail behind her, pride bubbling in her sweet tones. This woman claimed she, too, was a daughter of Isardis; it was not at all surprising. The corners of her lips turned up higher, smile widening in pleasure. "It is always a pleasure to meet a sister of mine." It was strange to have such a large family, and the sudden knowledge of a new sibling was intriguing -- even if she did not have the same mother as Lysis did.

She explained why she was no longer in Glaciem. She was waiting for the right time -- and she wanted more information about the current state of the pack. "Perhaps you should offer a name before prying information from me," she started with a sickeningly sweet giggle. "I am Lysis, daughter of Euphrosyne. And you are?" She would tell her about Glaciem, but only when she was given a name.




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06-22-2014, 06:16 PM





The white bitch simply wished upon a name to be lured from the champagne hued tempest. Rubies would narrow in a small chance of disappointment of the bitch, whom seemed to try and toy with her. Miss Lysis Armada, I do not believe I am one to be toyed with. Coral lips would peel into a sly smirk, before she would speak once more. But you may call me Impra Armada, Royalty in the Flesh. She gave a chuckle of amusement as her rubied gaze was cast over the white armada's. She was cursed for her appearance, not of the pelt of their sire. Time for you to speak and reply to my own question, Lysis.



Impra Armada





Royalty in the Flesh


ooc. Sorry for crap post, I'm kind of out of muse. ..>



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07-06-2014, 06:29 PM


Though this woman was all but a few years older than her, she did not seem that much more nature; she watched as the lids of Impra's eyes narrowed over her pink stare. She really ought to have been more polite, as Lysis had given no reason for her to act unfavorably. The child would mirror the other's expression with a coy smile of her own, tilting her head slightly to the left. "Well Impra," she began, shifting her weight from one paw to the other. "I am pleased to meet you, sister." Most of her siblings were merely half-siblings, but she did not care -- it was their father that carried the blood of royalty, and it was only through their Armada blood that they would achieve perfection.

"As for Glaciem, the rule seems to be shifting to Athena. I'm not sure if you're familiar with her?" There was no need to give the girl's surname, for who else would rule but a blood relation of theirs? "Father has been sick for some time. I question whether he will ever rule again." A sad truth, but a truth nonetheless; though the pack's loyalty had never left him, she knew they needed to see change, and Athena seemed to be bringing it. "And what of you? Do you plan to return?"






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07-06-2014, 07:40 PM





The pearly tempest had mirrored her expression kindly, a coy smile upon inky lips. Oh, she was so very familiar. Now her appearance seemed most familiar amongst the ranks of the Glaciem pride whilst she still lived within it. Of course she would be of perfect genetics such as she, unforgettable within the grasp of a male, should any be lucky enough to sire the children of such powerful spawn of the northern king. Coral lids fell over rubies, masking them for a brief moment as the sweet song of the white tempest washed over coral auditories, making way for a reply to her query. Pleasure washed over her as the white tempest asked her of returning to the Glaciem lands she knew as home.

"Dear sister, I believe I already have returned home." Rubies glimmered as she spoke, words slickened by honey. Her lyrics were of all honesty. The northern lands were and would always be home to the champagne cloaked tempest, no matter if the Glaciem pride would be destroyed -- corrupt by the practices of those of imperfection -- or if it would desert her for any reason at all. She was not limited to the lands, but the sun tainted her fair skin, and the northern lands had been her mother, the dam having given life to the champagne tempest and her sibling, Satis, having disappeared at a young age, leaving the pair in the care of the northern king once known as the Glaciem pride's regent. Perhaps in time, she would prove her might and give battle to whomever would be deemed worthy enough, to create an ally for the Glaciem pride. Correct would she be to do so. The Armada empire only had room to grow. Felt-tipped auditories were raised skyward, all listening to whatever the pearly tempest would have to say.


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