Pox Rotten Antelope
11-04-2014, 12:33 AM
(This post was last modified: 11-04-2014, 12:38 AM by Motif I.)
" I'm gona kill that no good rotten two-faced wonder of a trouble causing asshole!? she screamed as she dragged herself up an incline on Abaven territory. Her belly swooshed and swayed beneath her in a drunken rhythm and her lips opened to admit her panting between the sounds of her cry. She didn't care if anyone heard her at this point, hell, she hoped someone did, she hoped they complained and bitched at her if only so she could rip their damn hearts out. He had ripped her damn heart out, why did they get to live with their's! She was seething, and screaming bloody murder to Shai's name and she couldn't care less. It was un believable! Just when she thought her whole predicament couldn't get worse it had. She had this massive rolling belly beneath her like she had pigged out on buffalo and hadn't moved for a month. She had always had a petite form, slim and flowing around her, perfect for running and jumping, for living and being alive. Oh how she hated the curse Shai had thrown so carelessly upon her, she panted some more, pulling her bulk further up the hill and knew she was nearly at her destination. She reached it and collapsed by the waters edge, lapping furiously at the water to quench her furthest and cool the heat from the walk rising inside of her. After a moment she licked gently and breathed, her frenzy gone. ?Pox rotten antelope, if I could just go five minutes without needing to drink, and two without needing to pee!? she cussed softly, shoving her paw into the water, but the liquid gave too easily beneath her and it was an unsatisfying punch. She just wanted to curl up in her den and sleep, but it seems her body had other plans for her. "Speech" |
11-04-2014, 12:52 AM
Dark features would rise quickly from equally dark paws as the disgruntled sounds of her sister would wake her from a short nap. Her furry ears would swivel in the direction from whence the profanities originated and a sigh would flow from her dainty lips. Motif was having another rough day. Rhythm never ever wanted to reproduce. Especially after helping her sister through this pregnancy, she would swear off children for the rest of her life. Rhythm would push the rest of her body from the earth, her form slipping easily up the hill to the place where Motif found herself a drink. She knew that her litter mate had to be cursing the father of her children, the helpful being that had created this new life with her sister. Did he realize what he?d done? That his temptation had led to the misery of her sibling? She couldn?t imagine he could know. She hadn?t been in heat, so there was really no reason to suspect. Still, he?d be getting a rude awakening with the change of the seasons. Her graceful walk would bring her silvery marked form beside her sister, tail wagging slightly behind her as she nudged the hindquarters of her similarly sized sister. She?d try to smile and be a comfort to her sibling but she knew her antics did not always work so well. "Hey, Mo.." She?d utter calmly as she drew more near the other dark girl. "How are you and the parasites today?" She?d ask with a bit of light humor in her voice. "Speech" |
11-04-2014, 01:26 AM
She couldn't help feeling miserable, she couldn't stand the way her body was changing around her without her express permission. She had always kept herself fit and now suddenly she was running wildly out of control. Oh, she couldn't forget the way Shai had been with her and she knew, deep beneath her anger that this was all her fought, she had sought him out and asked for him, she hadn't asked for this but she had asked for him. However, she wasn't feeling very understanding and logical wasn't going to make a dent through her fire. The temper she had always held deep within was burning and boiling up around the edges uncontrollably. She stayed by the water, even knowing that she would be racing for the trees in a matter of minutes to pee out her guts. Honestly, it was like her bladder had morphed into the size of a pee.
Sighing in frustration she slipped herself down beside the water, watching the dancing reflections of the sun upon its surface and attempting to let it mesmerise and distract her. She wouldn't hear the approach of her sister immediately, but she honestly shouldn't be surprised that the brown girl would come right to the centre of the source of misery. She would twitch slightly in surprise when a nudge came at her from behind, groaning as she heaved her weight to look behind her and see the warm eyes of her blue orbed sibling. ?Hey sis, i'm feeding for a family and being eaten away at the insides as they take control over my body. Hows your day?? she asked, equally as sweetly.
11-05-2014, 10:10 PM
Her sister would laugh at her words, and she?d feel the tiniest bit of victory as she saw her sister smile. This would relieve some of the self inflicted tension within her and the girl would feel herself relax and put a smile on her own features. Her sister would promise, and that was enough for her. Though truthfully it was not likely that Rhythm would ever plan children, nor was she likely to have them in such a way as Motif. She?d not found it too difficult to ignore the desires of her last heat, she could do it again. Though, she?d not had the attention of the opposite sex during that time either.. Which would lead to Motif?s next question. Had she fancied a wolf for herself yet? "Well, I don?t know very many boys," She?d admit innocently, "Chord and Bass are hardly appropriate suitors." She?d think for a moment though, "I did meet one man, his name was Albion." She?d think about him for a second, could she say that she liked him? "I don?t really know him very well," if she did like him it was far from love at first sight. "Speech" |
11-05-2014, 11:36 PM
The atmosphere would ease with the laughter, and she felt more relaxed with her sister now, less worried about how rhy was doing. It was also good to turn the attention on her sister for once, for too long the spot light had been centered on motif and she somewhat guilty that it always turned that way since the pregnancy, she wanted to know how rhythm was doing, really doing unedited for her sake and to hear what was happening in her life, the parts that didn't revolve around motif. The abaven alpha would laugh, freely again as no doubt rhy intended as she pointed out the inconvenience of bass ans chord being the main guys in her life. Oh, it was. Good to let loose again, was rhy the onky one she could do so around these days?
To motifs delight and surprise she would come away from the question with a yes. Yes, rhythm had met a guy and well her sister downplayed it, the fact that she mentioned it at all told her he meant something at least. "Tell me about him? She asked