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Too Little Too Late



Mercy I

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10-29-2014, 06:08 PM





The girl had wandered far from home, well far enough away. She was almost a year now, just had to get through Autumn before it was her first season. But she didn't care. She was alone, and a little bit scared. Nothing here was familiar, everything smelled strange and even the air around her seemed different. A whine left the tall girl, she was starting to grow into those long, lanky legs. She was just shy of her full height, already just about 38 inches tall. Her once too big paws were now a fitting proportion, but she was still clumsy. She was like a wolf on silts, but thankfully her elongated tail was there to help her. It flowed behind her like a banner, helping her stay on her paws until she was used to being so high above everything.

A shuttering sigh left her lips as she paused, large purple eyes searching the expansion of land that stretched before her. The once green grass was starting to brown, the smell of rotting leaves powerful. It was hard for the young one to pick out anything beyond that, which made her even more fearful. She longed for her brother, he always had a calm and level head, and would know what to do. But she had left without looking back. Her parents just kept bringing new children home, and she felt as if she wasn't good enough of them. Why else would they bring home countless children? She was a shame to them, and she knew it. They just never told her, but she wasn't stupid! No, she knew that she wasn't needed there. It was time for her to carve her own path.



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.



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10-30-2014, 12:35 AM
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The woman rarely strayed far from home anymore, rarely left her new little piece of paradise. She had joined a pack with her dear Mr.Red and she even had been awarded a rank she desired, a rank she felt like she could grow into. It was all so? Prefect. But today simple curiosity would draw the pixie from her home, had forced dainty paws to carry slender form past boarders and out into rouge lands. She had no intention to be gone for long, today she simply had a scouting mission in mind. No slaves he had said. How dull. Maybe he would be more impressed with her if she brought him a little present? Not today of course. She had yet to learn what packs were off limits for touching. It was a bit of a pain, this much is true but she did not want to step on the massive man's toes. Not just yet. So instead today she wanted to look for the nearest rouge lands that actually had a population near it. There was no way she could step on toes if there was no one to piss off but the wolf itself right? It seemed like a brilliant idea! Yes, good job Dione! A cackle would bubble up her throat as her chin pressed into her chest and long legs would swing forward into a leggy prance. Massive ears were folded back against her neck but a wind grin was spread across inky lips as too big tail swished behind her.

She seemed to be out of luck, no one was around! And gah! She was so lonely! And then. It would seem that the gods would hear her pleas and answer them as a grey and white form slowly began to take form in the distance. Pace would increase to a languid lope as she attempted to close the distance between them as quickly as possible. "Why hello my dear..." Words were languid, rolling off her tongue with practiced ease as she would draw up beside the much larger girl. Much large. Like not Valentine large but maybe Nova large. What a sweet young thing? A grin would stretch across inky lips as she attempted to slither up and past the girl before turning so they were face to face before plunking her narrow hips down. Busy tail would curl around her hips as she pushed her forepaws up and back, lifting herself up so she was balanced on her haunches with her forepaws curled into her chest with paws crossed easily. Skull would tip off it's axis, her curiosity evident as she studied the larger girl through glittering red eyes. Normally Dione wasn't super interested in monochromatic wolves but this one? Those eye markings. How darling...



"Talk here."






Mercy I

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10-30-2014, 12:49 AM




She was starting to worry that she had wandered into a land that housed no one at all, and that she would be forever alone in this large world. But it seems that there had been different plans laid out for her though, as a sweet voice called out to her. Mercy's large head spun around to catch sight of the creature, her bottom jaw popping open when she saw the brilliant colours on the stranger. Purple eyes grew wide as she watched her with fascination, her head following her movements as she sat down in front of her. She was a tiny woman, but she could tell that she was older than her. The young girl could hardly speak as she raised herself up to a seated position of sorts, bringing her a bit closer to Mercy. The girl found her own seat, eyes still taking in the very pretty wolf in front of her. "You're very beautiful, Miss." She said softly, her voice filled with the awe that she was displaying. She had never seen anyone that had looked like her before! She remembered when she was very little that the pack that her mom and dad were in were led by a purple and red wolf, but her memory of it was a bit hazy. She had been so young, and never really saw much of them after that. But this one was very pretty, and her tail was huge! It was thick, but not as long as Mercy's was. Well, perhaps just about the same, and this stranger was so much smaller than her!

Finally able to someone rest her purple gaze, she just kept staring at the green lady. She knew it was quite rude but -- woah! It was so hard not to look! Clearing her throat, she managed to pull her gaze away for a moment and blink a few times, as if waking up from a trance. "I'm Mercy." She said sheepishly, leaving her last name out of it. She didn't want to really be tied to her parents right now, plus what if she tried to take her back! She didn't want that. Huffing out a small sigh, she made it easier for the lady and fell to her belly, the cold stone seeping into her thick white coat. Large head came down to rest upon her massive paws, offering the stranger a small smile. She had to admit that she was a bit afraid that this woman would take her back home, but maybe if she played nice she would let her stay with her.



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.



Dione


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10-30-2014, 12:47 PM
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The white child seemed completely awe stuck, eyes wide and jaw unhinged. The grin would widen and spread across the she demon's face, obviously soaking in the attention and awe. It might as been have been what was keeping her alive from the way she drank it in. Words would slip off the girls tongue, an easy compliment and Dione would grin, tipping her head languidly and chuckling. "Thank you my sweet?" Words were a purr as she continued to study the white girl, though there wasn't as much to study. Her tail was long, that was cool and the black marks on her face were interesting. Purple eyes. Dione wasn't entirely sure where she stood on that but all in all nothing spectacular. This coming from the woman who only wanted to skin another wolf and wear them as a coat so it wasn't always a bad thing when she didn't find others attractive. After a moment the white child would speak, introducing herself and Dione would grin pleasantly. "Hello Mercy. I'm Dione Lydia. Call me whatever you like though." She would say languidly, flashing her an easy wink as she chuckled. Finally paws would drop to the ground, shuffling back a bit so she wouldn't have to crane her head all the way back to look up at the much larger girl. "So my dear, tell me. Why out here all alone?" She would ask, head tipping again as massive ears framed her face. Eyes would glitter beneath neon green tuffs of fur, smile toning down a bit so it would just tip up the edges of her lips a bit rather then grinning like a mad woman.

TALK HERE

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Mercy I

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10-31-2014, 04:52 PM





The woman thanked her for her sweet words before introducing herself as Dione. She smiled at her, nodding her had when she told her that she could call her what she pleased. But then the question came up, the one that she wanted to avoid. Ears pinned back against her skull as she looked away, trying to clear her throat as her eyes wandered the valley. "I uh... I left." She said timidly. Would Dione accuse her of being a run away and demand that she returned home? Letting out a soft whine, she felt like if she explained herself that maybe the smaller woman would understand. "My parents stopped caring about me and my brother... they kept bringing countless pups home that weren't even their own blood!" Purple eyes shot towards the green beast, head raising up from on her paws. They were on fire with the anger she felt towards them. She was a good daughter, she had been good! She did all she could to please them, and worked hard to shine in their eyes. But there was always someone else, new children that took their minds off of her and Revenge. They hadn't been enough for them, and they were so easily replaced.

Mercy let lose another whine, her young age shimmering beneath her large size. "Please don't make me go back miss Dione, please! Can't I just stay with you? I'm a good girl, I swear! I can work hard, and I was learning to be a good hunter. I can fight too, I always beat Revenge." She said softly, crawling forward until she was a bit closer to the small woman. Her eyes were wide and pleading, she would do anything to not have to go back.

"Speech"
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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.



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10-31-2014, 06:18 PM
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The sweet girl seemed off, distraught even and Dione would watch her curiously as she seemed to shy away from the question Dione would give her before answer somewhat shyly. She would look away before saying that she left. Left? Left what? Dione would not prompt the girl, instead simply fixing her with a curious gaze and arching brows. Would she give Dione a better explanation. After another moment a better answer would rush from her lips and Dione brows would lower before knitting together. Her parents were replacing her? Why? Gaze darkened, smile fading as she watched the girls every movement, watched her body language as she spoke of her deceitful parents and what they had done to her. How dare they! Why would they go out and collect others when they had such a darlin child of their own? And she had a brother too? Was he feeling as displaced as his sister? Could she possibly get two of these precious babes in one fell swoop. Oh dear Valentine would be so proud of her.

Mercy would begin begging then, words coming out in a rush. "Shhhh shhhh sweet girl..." Words were hushed, languid as she tried to calm the girls frantic words. Such a sweet thing. Hadnt her parents ever taught her that strangers could be dangerous? Apparently not much to Dione's delight. "Of course my sweet. I live in a pack with my dear sweet Mr.Red and our alpha Valentine. Come home with me, I can teach you of the wonders of this world." She would murmur, reaching out with a paw to attempt to touch Mercy's chin and lift her face so they could look eye to eye. "Come home with me dear. You can be a part of my family and never be replaced. You will always be the special dear that you are to me..." Her words were a soft purr, a gentle coo. Holding that they would give this child something to latch onto so she could pull herself out of the darkness that she was festering within.

TALK HERE

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Mercy I

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Evelyn

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10-31-2014, 07:28 PM





The green woman treated her with a kindness that she had not expected. Eyes blinked slowly at her as she told her to hush, her whining stopping as her sweet words reached her. It was ever so soothing to her panicked state, and she just kept her gaze away. That was until the woman's paw wrapped under her chin, turning it towards her. A timid smile spread as she looked up at Dione, her ears pulling forward as she spoke of home with someone called Mr. Red and a kind Alpha. She didn't have a lot of experience with Alpha's, but Dione seemed to think rather kindly of him. She hesitated for a moment, fear stirring in the pit of her belly. But the small woman told her that she would be loved and protected, and not replaced. Slowly her long tail thumped against the earth as she wiggled closer and closer to the grassy wolf, resting her massive head on her petite paws. With her tail picking up pace on the earth, she gazed up at her with her big puppy eyes, her smile growing. "You really mean it Dione? I can meet this Mr. Red? Do you think that Mr. Valentine will even want me there?" She couldn't ignore the fact that she had told her that she is going to teach her everything, something that had been an empty promise from her sire and dame. But she wanted this, she wanted to feel like she belonged somewhere -- like she mattered. "I wanna come with you, I really do." Came her sweet voice, tongue lolling from her mouth as she lifted her head. Damp nose worked its way into the thickness of Dione's scruff, ears pinning as she nuzzled the strange woman. She felt like everything was falling into place...

"His Speech"
"Her Speech"



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.