Suitable, My Queen?
08-08-2015, 06:50 PM
It was hard enough to find a land that was good enough for the siblings, but seemingly even harder to walk from place to place. He scowled as he came to a pause beside the first willow tree, stopping to sniff at its trunk. All scents in this area were pretty stale, it would seem like another being hadn't been here for quite some time. Good, it was so very annoying to run into the little wolves that think they ruled the damn world. No, that was for him and his sister to do. Peeking over his shoulder to look at her similar form, he tossed a grin in her direction. "Does this suite your fancies? Seems like we are rather alone here and away from all those bothersome souls." A single brow was risen as he awaited her answer before he turned around and took a few more steps in to the area. The tendrils of the willows swept low and towards the ground, creating a curtain of sorts that he had to push his large form through. Ambrose didn't stop until he found a tiny little clearing, the drooping branches cutting off most of the world. It was like their own little bubble. Chuckling he sat in a patch of sunlight that was cutting its way through the trees, warming his white and mocha pelt. Green and blue gaze searched for his sister, the only person who really mattered to the large man. He really would do anything for her, which is why they had been walking so damn far. He would walk to the ends of the earth for her, but if she wanted to stay here he was rather content with that. After all, his paws were starting to ache a bit. With his usual scowl returning to his maw he looked around again. The spring was so cold that most of the prey was still in hiding, but he was sure that they might settle in here after it warmed up. The hanging branches offered some sort of protection and comfort, like a shield to the outside world. That is why he was drawn to this place in the first place, it was like a slice away from the world. Their domain. Well, hopefully anyways. "Wouldn't doubt there is water around, we can settle in here and move on later if you want." He quirked a brow at her again, slowly blinking at her mirror form. "Unless you had some... other plans in mind?" The smirk returned to his maw, parts of his teeth bared at the prospect. They both disliked the other wolves here, but it was also fun to poke and prod at them every once in awhile. Or maybe they needed a new little minion... Someone to do their bidding. When was the last time they had had that, anyways...? "Burn Baby Burn" |
08-08-2015, 07:16 PM
She moved through the trees, the dappled light shining through the holes in leaves and branches falling on her delicate form. Each paw stepped before the other almost daintily, head high and regal. She walked behind her brother, dual toned eyes slowly sliding this way and that. There was a smile upon her lips, a slow smirk as her eyes narrowed. This place seemed almost...perfect, if there was such a thing. It was hidden, stale, their own. A soft giggle bubbled from her as she turned her muzzle to look at her brother as he commented. "Dare I say it's almost.." She hummed then, glancing around again. "perfect" Her voice came out a rumbling purr as she looked back to her brother, following after him. "Almost." She said with a gentle smirk, watching as Ambrose moved to sit in the sunlight. He had been walking oh so very far, and she was so happy with him. With a bounce in her step she moved towards him, a giggle bubbling from her throat as she stepped beside him. When he asked her his question she hummed lightly again, looking up towards the curtain of leaves and tilting her head. "I do say...we need to have a little fun." She said softly, her voice smooth and rich as she turned dual toned eyes back to her brother. He was everything in this world to her, absolutely everything, and she loved him dearly. "All fun and no play makes Ros very very cranky." She nearly breathed, moving to lean against him again as she glanced around, gazing through the trees. This was their little seclusion, and she was already loving it. It was perfect for them, a dear god they deserved perfection. "Are you hungry? Perhaps...a hunt?" She would smile softly turn, leaning more against him and looking up at him as she attempted to rest her skull in his neck fur. "Burn Baby Burn" |
08-08-2015, 11:03 PM
Her bubble of laughter brought his pale ears around to capture its sound, not being able to help chuckling in response. He was always the more stoic one, grim set face and narrowed eyes. While his sister was the more up front one, her manic grin always on her face with those dangerous eyes of hers. Honestly he was surprised that she didn't have men knocking on her door -- only a bit though. He was very over protective of his sister, plus there wasn't a male in this world that was deserving enough for her attention. But when that day came, if there was anyone suitable, he was going to be right there to beat the shit out of him if he tried anything stupid. The twins were each others world, there were times when he felt like they didn't even have to speak out loud. This much time spend with each other helped, body language was all they needed. It was nice, but talking was pretty much the norm too. Her words reached him then, and the man snorted. Almost perfect. There would be something wrong, he just new it. "Would there be any way to make it perfect, or are you the only perfection in this world?" Ambrose asked, turning around again to flash her a wink. What were brothers for if not for teasing? He watched his mismatched gaze as she practically danced over to him, bringing a lopsided grin to his maw. Roselin looked up and around as she thought, giving him the perfect opportunity to lean forward and try to nip gently at her throat. He quickly pulled back, knowing that there was a high chance that she would try to bite back. Ambrose chuckled again when she talked about having fun, there was a lack of it in their recent travels as of late. He knew that she grew bored easily at times, and the lack of play time must be wearing heavily on the tall girl. "You know I despise a grumpy Ros, I would hate to have to sit on you or something." He teased her again. This was so often a side that he showed with her, but something that was locked off from the rest of the world. His Ros saw all the good in him, as well as all the bad. But isn't that what made him so loveable? Focusing once more on her opposite features he paused as she offered up a hunt. "And what will we be hunting for this time, dear sister?" Ambrose asked in a darker tone, teeth flashing at the thought of tearing into another. But there was more than just hunting for food. They could hunt for another to bother, or maybe even go wolf hunting... Not that he would ever eat another wolf, but it didn't mean that they couldn't have a little fun with the lesser beings. Peeking at her as she rested her head on his neck, he arched upwards slightly to rub his fur against the underside of her chin. "You pick my love, I am in no rush to do much at all." "Burn Baby Burn" |