remember when
11-19-2014, 06:38 PM
Revenge adult
He didn?t know when he?d lost her. He knew it had been some time ago, a bit after they?d left the protection of their parents. How he?d lost her, he wasn?t quite sure, but he knew he wanted her back. The nights were long and lonely with out his sister by his side. He could live without the comforts of Scorpion and Othello as long as she was with him. Now he just felt lost and confused.
Every day he would actively search for her scent, but with every day that went by he felt himself losing hope. His skills were not honed enough, his body not trained well enough to find his beloved sister. Pale ears would hand against his skull dejectedly as he walked, unsure of each step as he watched the world pass by behind half-lidded eyes. The only thing in the world that would break him from the stupor would be a sign of her, and that?s exactly what he?d get.
Immediately his eyes would open wider as he took in the faint trace of Mercy, his whole form would renew itself os he brought himself to his full height and felt his tail wag behind him. Surely she was here. The thick pack scent would cover most of it, but he was still very much aware of her presence. Mercy was here, and he would find her.
Mindful of the border he?d find his head tipping back excitedly, a needy call coming from his lips. Mercy had to be here.
"Speech"
He didn?t know when he?d lost her. He knew it had been some time ago, a bit after they?d left the protection of their parents. How he?d lost her, he wasn?t quite sure, but he knew he wanted her back. The nights were long and lonely with out his sister by his side. He could live without the comforts of Scorpion and Othello as long as she was with him. Now he just felt lost and confused.
Every day he would actively search for her scent, but with every day that went by he felt himself losing hope. His skills were not honed enough, his body not trained well enough to find his beloved sister. Pale ears would hand against his skull dejectedly as he walked, unsure of each step as he watched the world pass by behind half-lidded eyes. The only thing in the world that would break him from the stupor would be a sign of her, and that?s exactly what he?d get.
Immediately his eyes would open wider as he took in the faint trace of Mercy, his whole form would renew itself os he brought himself to his full height and felt his tail wag behind him. Surely she was here. The thick pack scent would cover most of it, but he was still very much aware of her presence. Mercy was here, and he would find her.
Mindful of the border he?d find his head tipping back excitedly, a needy call coming from his lips. Mercy had to be here.
"Speech"
11-19-2014, 07:19 PM
The girl was curled within her den, the faint scent of winter biting at her nose. She wasn't really asleep, she just didn't have much else to do. Dione had basically hid herself once she started to get bigger at the growth of her pups, saying that she didn't want anyone to see her get fat. Mercy huffed, still rather cross with the woman. But she had started to interact with more of her pack mates, starting to finally feel like she had created a home for herself. Letting out a sigh, she felt as if she could drift off into a nap until a call reached out for her. Mercy shot upright, ears straining to catch the final notes. Had she drifted off and dreamed it? Couldn't have... she had just thought about going to sleep. She stood to her paws, head poking out from her den. The soft sting of fresh snow dotted across her black marked face, making her fully alert. It was hard to pick out his scent, the air was cold and stung her nose if she tried too hard. She just had to see if that could be her brother though, there was no way that she could leave it.
Picking her way over the familiar landscape she made her way towards where she thought the call had rang out. Soon enough his form came into view, and the dame froze. She couldn't be seeing things. Letting out a soft cry she raced forward, propelling her tall body towards him at an alarming pace. She had no intent to stopping either. She was aimed right at his flank, and unless he moved out of the way they would both go flying for a bit of distance. At least the snow would make a nice blanket. She let out another cry, his name rushing past her lips several times. Tears streamed down the girls face, her muzzle pressing into every part of him that she could reach. At last, she was finally whole.
Mercy likes to swear and bite, and she can be unpredictable. She's not always nice, and is quick to jump into a fight. Thread at your own risk.
Mercy has a visible scar from her shoulders down to the middle of her back, in a v like shape. Not all of her art shows this.
11-19-2014, 07:29 PM
He couldn't believe the emotions that would flood him as he would catch sight of his sister again, he'd even find tears wanting to slip from his eyes. Her name would be a whisper on his lips as she would suddenly burst forth, a yip of excitement would fill his lungs as he barreled forward as well. He' race for her, rearing up at the last second and letting her run into his chest, sending the pair into the snow drifts behind him.
He'd feel the tears against his fur as she cried out his name. The sibling pair would embrace tightly as they'd affectionately greet one another. He had almost forgotten how perfect it felt with her beside him. He never wanted to be apart from her again. He'd kiss her all over as his tail wagged beneath them, a whine would fall from his lips as his tongue bathed her in his love. "Mercy! I've missed you so much," He'd cry, renewing the tightness in which he held her.
"Speech"
11-19-2014, 08:10 PM
He obviously didn't care about the pack and who was in it, he just wanted to be with her. She let out a soft sigh, that was all she wanted too. She had felt so alone after she left Othello and Scorpion, without Revenge at her side. He was her calming energy, the mind in the battle while she was the actions. He loved her no matter what, and always would. She cuddled into his form as he held her closer, nipping his neck as he squeezed her. "You're gunna squish the life out of me." She wheezed, wiggling to try and get some breathing room. She was so happy he was here, and alive. For the longest time she had feared that he had hurt himself. "But yes, I don't plan on leaving here for a very long time. This will be our home now. I will never leave your side, my dearest brother."
Mercy likes to swear and bite, and she can be unpredictable. She's not always nice, and is quick to jump into a fight. Thread at your own risk.
Mercy has a visible scar from her shoulders down to the middle of her back, in a v like shape. Not all of her art shows this.