Trouble, Trouble, Trouble. (Joining)
06-22-2013, 06:09 AM
Once upon a time, A few mistakes ago. I was in your sights, you got me alone. You found me, you found me, you found me. I guess you didn't care, and I guess I liked that and when I fell hard, you took a step back.
Claston trotted forward cockily, her toxic green gaze fixed upon the horizon, auds perked high atop her crown, banner waving elegantly behind her, and paws coming up high with each step. She looked like a beauty queen, all prim and proper and ready for show, her best behavior on display, not that she had much of one. Her looks were what helped her catch the unlucky wolves who met her, and she enjoyed every second of attention she got. She was arrogant, having grown into her skin quite well with the help of her 'parents', or 'mentors'. She hated the sound of both when she spoke them, the words rolling sourly off her tongue, so she referred to them by their full names, nothing more, nothing less.
I knew you were Trouble when you walked in, so shame on me now. Flew me to places I've never been, til you put me down. Oh. I knew you were Trouble when you walked in, so shame on me now. Flew me to places I've never been, now I'm lying on the cold, hard ground.
Snout lifting slightly higher, the wolfess slowed, taking a deep sniff of the borderline that loomed in front of her. These lands looked... Enchanting. Haunting, even. She was intrigued, and so she lifted her muzzle high to the sky, parting her maw to reveal polished, sharp canines, and let loose a beautifully melodious howl. She began strong, and then softened until she lowered her head, swiveling it to survey the terra she was prepared to explore soon. She had not a doubt in her mind that she would be let in, after all, she had been trained for this. Prepped and taught. Chakota and Cadence had taught her every single thing they knew, and she was ready. After all the months of traveling, she was eagerly awaiting the moment when she could cause utter chaos in a pack. Wreak total disaster, and then pin the blame on somebody else, watch their downfall, be the reason for their demise.
I heard you moved on, from whispers on the street. A new notch in your belt, is all I'll ever be. And now I see, now I see, now I see. He was long gone, when he met me. And I realize, the joke is on me. Hey! I knew you were Trouble when you walked in, so shame on me now. Flew me to places I've never been, til you put me down. Oh. I knew you were Trouble when you walked in, so shame on me now. Flew me to places I've never been. Now I'm lying on the cold, hard ground.
She would begin with her brother Chayton, she had decided long ago. She would find him after she settled in to a pack, and then she would bring him to know what his 'True Nature' was. She would instruct him in the ways of pain, how to destroy others, how to manipulate to get whatever you wanted. She would enjoy those lessons, as he was her flesh and blood, and he would have to trust and listen to her. After, she would have him take her to their sister, Camden, and they, together as a brother-sister duo, would educate her in the beautiful art of misery.
And the saddest fear, comes creeping in. That you never loved me, or her, or anyone, or anything. Yeah. I knew you were Trouble when you walked in, so shame on me now. Flew me to places I've never been, til you put me down. Oh. I knew you were Trouble when you walked in, so shame on me now. Flew me to places I've never been, now I'm lying on the cold, hard ground. Oh. Oh. Trouble. Trouble. Trouble.
Mind returning to the task at hand, Claston perched herself delicately on her haunches, body slightly tensed, yet it was almost unnoticeable, as she draped her banner over her paws, to hide the way they were flexing in the dirt. She blinked slowly, wondering what the leaders of this pack would think of her at first glance, a small weak nothing. HA! She laughed inwardly as she then imagined what their faces would look like as she passed any and all tests they threw at her. Except for that whole fishing concept... She didn't quite understand why any would want those slimy, slippery, revolting creatures. They couldn't even growl. Why, she believed they should be exterminated as well, with all the dumb and weak, pure-hearted wolves.
Claston trotted forward cockily, her toxic green gaze fixed upon the horizon, auds perked high atop her crown, banner waving elegantly behind her, and paws coming up high with each step. She looked like a beauty queen, all prim and proper and ready for show, her best behavior on display, not that she had much of one. Her looks were what helped her catch the unlucky wolves who met her, and she enjoyed every second of attention she got. She was arrogant, having grown into her skin quite well with the help of her 'parents', or 'mentors'. She hated the sound of both when she spoke them, the words rolling sourly off her tongue, so she referred to them by their full names, nothing more, nothing less.
I knew you were Trouble when you walked in, so shame on me now. Flew me to places I've never been, til you put me down. Oh. I knew you were Trouble when you walked in, so shame on me now. Flew me to places I've never been, now I'm lying on the cold, hard ground.
Snout lifting slightly higher, the wolfess slowed, taking a deep sniff of the borderline that loomed in front of her. These lands looked... Enchanting. Haunting, even. She was intrigued, and so she lifted her muzzle high to the sky, parting her maw to reveal polished, sharp canines, and let loose a beautifully melodious howl. She began strong, and then softened until she lowered her head, swiveling it to survey the terra she was prepared to explore soon. She had not a doubt in her mind that she would be let in, after all, she had been trained for this. Prepped and taught. Chakota and Cadence had taught her every single thing they knew, and she was ready. After all the months of traveling, she was eagerly awaiting the moment when she could cause utter chaos in a pack. Wreak total disaster, and then pin the blame on somebody else, watch their downfall, be the reason for their demise.
I heard you moved on, from whispers on the street. A new notch in your belt, is all I'll ever be. And now I see, now I see, now I see. He was long gone, when he met me. And I realize, the joke is on me. Hey! I knew you were Trouble when you walked in, so shame on me now. Flew me to places I've never been, til you put me down. Oh. I knew you were Trouble when you walked in, so shame on me now. Flew me to places I've never been. Now I'm lying on the cold, hard ground.
She would begin with her brother Chayton, she had decided long ago. She would find him after she settled in to a pack, and then she would bring him to know what his 'True Nature' was. She would instruct him in the ways of pain, how to destroy others, how to manipulate to get whatever you wanted. She would enjoy those lessons, as he was her flesh and blood, and he would have to trust and listen to her. After, she would have him take her to their sister, Camden, and they, together as a brother-sister duo, would educate her in the beautiful art of misery.
And the saddest fear, comes creeping in. That you never loved me, or her, or anyone, or anything. Yeah. I knew you were Trouble when you walked in, so shame on me now. Flew me to places I've never been, til you put me down. Oh. I knew you were Trouble when you walked in, so shame on me now. Flew me to places I've never been, now I'm lying on the cold, hard ground. Oh. Oh. Trouble. Trouble. Trouble.
Mind returning to the task at hand, Claston perched herself delicately on her haunches, body slightly tensed, yet it was almost unnoticeable, as she draped her banner over her paws, to hide the way they were flexing in the dirt. She blinked slowly, wondering what the leaders of this pack would think of her at first glance, a small weak nothing. HA! She laughed inwardly as she then imagined what their faces would look like as she passed any and all tests they threw at her. Except for that whole fishing concept... She didn't quite understand why any would want those slimy, slippery, revolting creatures. They couldn't even growl. Why, she believed they should be exterminated as well, with all the dumb and weak, pure-hearted wolves.