Blushes slighly. Im soooo sorry. :sniffle: I tried to update. :Gets big wattery puppy eyes: but
I just couldnt, you see.... :Joker grin: my daddy gots a new job! yup.WEEEEE. Everyone is sooo happy
but I have to acctually help around the house now:shudder:. Hoopefully, writers block not permitted,
this should be the longest break that I take. Ohh that rhymed.
Now one last thing, as for the whole "ownership" thing. I mean can some one really "own" a thought.
Doesnt everything really "belong" to everyone? :sees lawyers in back getting out papers: Ummm, I guess
not!!! Everything belongs to everone except for YYH and X-men wich belong to people who have the
creativity and self disipline to get off their butts and do something, not people(aka: me) who nearly
need to be bribed to get out of bed. What??!!!? Its confy and warm and :sigh: here the story before
I fall asleep.
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Mehiru had grown more powerful when she returned. She was confident that if push came to shove
she could take on most of the pack. Unfortunatley, her timing could not possobly have been worse.
After 5 years she was eager to visit her sister and niece. She had given up hope that she would
become friends with her brother and step-father, but she was willing to ignore them. After traveling,
she finnly found the pack. On the way she had gotten into a somewhat drawn out fight and was late by a
few days. She was also slightly ingered. What she saw a smelled put her on guard emediatly. The pack,
wich had once been a united powerful group tied together closely by bonds of family and honor was now
suspisiously dangerous indicidual groups that were so afraid of backstabbing that they refused to work
together and were slowly dieing off. They reeked of hostility and sadness. Not seeing Sita, Mehiru
decided to approach the entire group. There reaction was snaps and snarls. "What has happened?" she
questioned as they tried to circle her. One of the females shouted out, "shut up! You stupid wench.
You think you can fool us. Sita told us that you were coming. You truely believe that you could kill
her, and comem back later acting like nothing had happend? Well spill you blood on the snow and burn
your shredded body to get rid of the curse that you became upon your conseption!!" "What do you mean I
havent done anything!" "Ha!" Rumji shouted "You kill you sister and her daughter in cold blood ont the
day everyone knows that you going to arrive and you think you can lie about it. I always knew that you
were a curse, but i never thought that anything could be that stupid. WHat else but you could have
left marks like that on them?" ~(that means thinking)Kuso, I fought a family of linx demons on the way
here. I cant believe they killed Sita and Kari. Poor Kari she was still so little... Danm, I cant
worry about that now, what about me. How in kamis name am I going to get out of this.~ She slowy
started to back away. On any other day she could have handeled them easliy, but she was injured,
getting no sympathy, adn everyone of them wanted her blood so badly they probobly didnt care if they
got injured in the prosses. Beyond that she really didnt care if they were family or not. She wasnt
really cruel she just didnt express pity, mercy, or any real loyalty because she could count on two
fingers the people that she actually respected. Braken and Sita. Sita only partially because she had
been weak enough to die so easily, and even still it wasnt like she had loved or been loved by iether
of them.
*swithch POV*(Ill give you a hint he has fox ears a couple of tails and hes competing with Heero for the
cutest butt in anime hirstory award.)
~Well this is interesting~ he watched from a distance as a bluiss wolf ran tried to run/back away from a
pack of what looked like very hengry wolves. He scented the air ~hmmm, female... smells like drying
blood, must be hurt,... lets see... maybe, yes it smells like she of the same blood; thats strange
packs dont hunt down their own members~ Kurama watched half interested. Ok, all interested. He
normally wouldnt concern himself but two of his major personality traits were coming out with avengence.
First off he was a fox, fox=curious. And seconly though hed never admit more so than the first this was
what make decision, he was BORED. I mean he was a fox he should be able to find something to do, but
no, for the past two days hed been sitting around doing nothing. Kuronue said that hed be their in a
month or two max. Which ment that Yoko(evil glares and fiendish curses on anyone who didnt know)
couldnt leave unless he wanted to miss him. Watching as the she-wolf took antother blow he decided
that worst case scenario he would waste some of his seemingly endless time. Yup, he was moving.
Upon arriving he could tell that their prey was badly injured. He thought it was disgraceful to
attack something that was obviously so injured before hand, but he didnt really care all that much.
Lets just say offended or not the slaughter was quick and bloody. Not feeling particularly challenged
he didnt mind letting a few of them get away after he got the leaders.
Looking up at the sky he decided that by the time he made a kill and got back to his makeshift
den it would start to get dark and cold. Considering that it was already cold enough to kill a deamon
without thick fur, Yoko, though not much worried because of his superior power, decided to start heading
back. He brought down an old buck deer and was in the procces of draging it to his den when he heard
something. It sounded kind of like a combonation between whimpering and grunting. He looked around
and rekised that the sound was coming from the wolf. ~Thats funny I would have sworn she would have
been dead by now. Must be hard headed.~ He had every intintion of leaving when he scented a few lynx
demons. ~Oh great, they must smell meat thats about to be eatable.~ Not wanting the nusances to
disturb him he finished carring the meat and then came back for the wolf. Once getting her there he
wondered what to do with her.
Apon closer inspection he decided that she was young. Probobly not even as old as his 532
years. In comparisson to a human he would be about 17. Her base color was an almost translucent icy
blue. From the bottom of her spine to the blue tips, her tree in one tales were blue. She also had
white markings form chin to underbelly and the parts of her paws. Deciding to check and see if she
would be dieing soon of not he also discovered that her eyes were a white/silver color. He wondered
what she would look like in her humanoid form. Though it seemed that see wouldnt die from her wounds
she was injured badly enough that she would need thet consontration of consiouseness to change forms.
He decided that sense he had nothing better to do he would help her recover. That might relieve some
of his boredom. Two days later he returned from a succesful hunt. After feeding to his hearts content
and checking the wolfs bandages he began sorting some new seeds that he had found growing in the cold.
He was so engrossed in his work that he didnt notice anything until he felt two clawed fingers
press against his neck putting presure on his jugular vien and windpipe. His first thought was probobly
his clearest. ~Kuso~
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Yawns Did you like it??? PLEASE R and R. Honestly Im an anti social freed with not many 3-D friends
in the state and reviews are like nourishment to my soul. :Glares: Dont starve my soul!!! Get it?
Got it? GOOD!!! ^_^
Ja ne
I just couldnt, you see.... :Joker grin: my daddy gots a new job! yup.WEEEEE. Everyone is sooo happy
but I have to acctually help around the house now:shudder:. Hoopefully, writers block not permitted,
this should be the longest break that I take. Ohh that rhymed.
Now one last thing, as for the whole "ownership" thing. I mean can some one really "own" a thought.
Doesnt everything really "belong" to everyone? :sees lawyers in back getting out papers: Ummm, I guess
not!!! Everything belongs to everone except for YYH and X-men wich belong to people who have the
creativity and self disipline to get off their butts and do something, not people(aka: me) who nearly
need to be bribed to get out of bed. What??!!!? Its confy and warm and :sigh: here the story before
I fall asleep.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Mehiru had grown more powerful when she returned. She was confident that if push came to shove
she could take on most of the pack. Unfortunatley, her timing could not possobly have been worse.
After 5 years she was eager to visit her sister and niece. She had given up hope that she would
become friends with her brother and step-father, but she was willing to ignore them. After traveling,
she finnly found the pack. On the way she had gotten into a somewhat drawn out fight and was late by a
few days. She was also slightly ingered. What she saw a smelled put her on guard emediatly. The pack,
wich had once been a united powerful group tied together closely by bonds of family and honor was now
suspisiously dangerous indicidual groups that were so afraid of backstabbing that they refused to work
together and were slowly dieing off. They reeked of hostility and sadness. Not seeing Sita, Mehiru
decided to approach the entire group. There reaction was snaps and snarls. "What has happened?" she
questioned as they tried to circle her. One of the females shouted out, "shut up! You stupid wench.
You think you can fool us. Sita told us that you were coming. You truely believe that you could kill
her, and comem back later acting like nothing had happend? Well spill you blood on the snow and burn
your shredded body to get rid of the curse that you became upon your conseption!!" "What do you mean I
havent done anything!" "Ha!" Rumji shouted "You kill you sister and her daughter in cold blood ont the
day everyone knows that you going to arrive and you think you can lie about it. I always knew that you
were a curse, but i never thought that anything could be that stupid. WHat else but you could have
left marks like that on them?" ~(that means thinking)Kuso, I fought a family of linx demons on the way
here. I cant believe they killed Sita and Kari. Poor Kari she was still so little... Danm, I cant
worry about that now, what about me. How in kamis name am I going to get out of this.~ She slowy
started to back away. On any other day she could have handeled them easliy, but she was injured,
getting no sympathy, adn everyone of them wanted her blood so badly they probobly didnt care if they
got injured in the prosses. Beyond that she really didnt care if they were family or not. She wasnt
really cruel she just didnt express pity, mercy, or any real loyalty because she could count on two
fingers the people that she actually respected. Braken and Sita. Sita only partially because she had
been weak enough to die so easily, and even still it wasnt like she had loved or been loved by iether
of them.
*swithch POV*(Ill give you a hint he has fox ears a couple of tails and hes competing with Heero for the
cutest butt in anime hirstory award.)
~Well this is interesting~ he watched from a distance as a bluiss wolf ran tried to run/back away from a
pack of what looked like very hengry wolves. He scented the air ~hmmm, female... smells like drying
blood, must be hurt,... lets see... maybe, yes it smells like she of the same blood; thats strange
packs dont hunt down their own members~ Kurama watched half interested. Ok, all interested. He
normally wouldnt concern himself but two of his major personality traits were coming out with avengence.
First off he was a fox, fox=curious. And seconly though hed never admit more so than the first this was
what make decision, he was BORED. I mean he was a fox he should be able to find something to do, but
no, for the past two days hed been sitting around doing nothing. Kuronue said that hed be their in a
month or two max. Which ment that Yoko(evil glares and fiendish curses on anyone who didnt know)
couldnt leave unless he wanted to miss him. Watching as the she-wolf took antother blow he decided
that worst case scenario he would waste some of his seemingly endless time. Yup, he was moving.
Upon arriving he could tell that their prey was badly injured. He thought it was disgraceful to
attack something that was obviously so injured before hand, but he didnt really care all that much.
Lets just say offended or not the slaughter was quick and bloody. Not feeling particularly challenged
he didnt mind letting a few of them get away after he got the leaders.
Looking up at the sky he decided that by the time he made a kill and got back to his makeshift
den it would start to get dark and cold. Considering that it was already cold enough to kill a deamon
without thick fur, Yoko, though not much worried because of his superior power, decided to start heading
back. He brought down an old buck deer and was in the procces of draging it to his den when he heard
something. It sounded kind of like a combonation between whimpering and grunting. He looked around
and rekised that the sound was coming from the wolf. ~Thats funny I would have sworn she would have
been dead by now. Must be hard headed.~ He had every intintion of leaving when he scented a few lynx
demons. ~Oh great, they must smell meat thats about to be eatable.~ Not wanting the nusances to
disturb him he finished carring the meat and then came back for the wolf. Once getting her there he
wondered what to do with her.
Apon closer inspection he decided that she was young. Probobly not even as old as his 532
years. In comparisson to a human he would be about 17. Her base color was an almost translucent icy
blue. From the bottom of her spine to the blue tips, her tree in one tales were blue. She also had
white markings form chin to underbelly and the parts of her paws. Deciding to check and see if she
would be dieing soon of not he also discovered that her eyes were a white/silver color. He wondered
what she would look like in her humanoid form. Though it seemed that see wouldnt die from her wounds
she was injured badly enough that she would need thet consontration of consiouseness to change forms.
He decided that sense he had nothing better to do he would help her recover. That might relieve some
of his boredom. Two days later he returned from a succesful hunt. After feeding to his hearts content
and checking the wolfs bandages he began sorting some new seeds that he had found growing in the cold.
He was so engrossed in his work that he didnt notice anything until he felt two clawed fingers
press against his neck putting presure on his jugular vien and windpipe. His first thought was probobly
his clearest. ~Kuso~
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Yawns Did you like it??? PLEASE R and R. Honestly Im an anti social freed with not many 3-D friends
in the state and reviews are like nourishment to my soul. :Glares: Dont starve my soul!!! Get it?
Got it? GOOD!!! ^_^
Ja ne