walkin' a STRAIGHT LINE -- [kujo]

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The sun was beating down heavily upon Nyjoro Hills. It was the very middle of the day. The heat of the sun baked the short grass that ran over the numerous hills. They varied greatly in size: some were enormous, and some could barely be called 'mounds'. A thin river wove around these hills in a snakey pattern. Steely grey and creamy tan fur built a creature moving upstream. She stood at only thirty-two inches of height, weighing a mere seventy-eight pounds. Her body type suggested the Eastern Timber species of wolf, yet her eyes suggested quite a different breed. It was quite the mystery, and yet she was the spitting image of her father: a wolf whom she had never once met in her life. The she-wolf trudged along, pondering her current predicament. How she came to land on this so-called 'Anikira' rather than Madagascar was beyond her. Hadn't she traveled east? But, then again, she had been focused on escape more than direction. Maybe she had accidentally strayed. But how had she strayed quite so far? It was beyond her. However, the she-wolf was ignorant of Anikira's geographic location in respect to Africa. Maybe it was simply a side-island of Madagascar. Maybe if she crossed the island, and exited it, she could swim to the mainland. Anything to put as much distance between herself and Baremus--her alpha. She couldn't stand even the thought of him. Her left ear still stung from his attack three days previous. It was still sticky with dried blood. She hadn't even had a chance to examine the shredded ear. But she tried to ignore it, and focus on her surroundings.

After another hour or so of her slow pace, the river began to open up. Curiously, the female quickened her pace until she saw the mouth of a lake. She slowed once more, taking in the sights with her pale eyes. 'How interesting...' What would she find next? A desert on the other side of the island? A swamp? What was with this weird terrain? It was so different. Every few miles spanned a new kind of terrain. When she had first arrived, she had glanced a massive meadow to her right, and Nyjoro Hills to her left: the river that she had followed split the two. And now a lake? Pale eyes scanned the territory around her. In the distance, she could see the hills dieing away to another type of terrain, currently unbeknownst to herself. Quietly, she slowly approached the lake's edge. She looked over the edge into the clear water, and curled her lip back at her own reflection. 'That bastard. Look what he's done to my beautiful ear!' A quiet snarl escaped her. After a minute, her mouth resumed a faint grimace, as she continued to stare down at her reflection. How was she to gather attention now?

'Not that there's anyone here to give it.'

words five.zero.one
tags Kujo
ooc SORRY FOR THE WAIT, CUDDLEBUN D8 I've just been so tired 8C I just....slept and worked the past couple of days. So excited for this thread though<3 Reply soon? =D

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A white ghost walked through out his favorite forest back in his homeland, wondering about what to do. He had recently met Alina, and after sharing a tender moment of comprehension and venting, they had become fast friends.  Last time he had ventured far away from home, he had encountered Kamikaze before he left in a strange way. He was still worried about the white younger male that seemed like a mirror of himself when he was younger. As he thought about him, he began to wonder about life outside Airila's borders. He couldn't help but be curious about the world around him even if he was never found going too far away from home. He was a wolf of family, and he never envisioned himself in another pack. He was too close to his family, too tight-knit, and he wouldn't have it any other way. But he knew that from time to time, his curiosity sometimes took the best of him, making him wander away from home to see the breathtaking sceneries that Anikira had to offer. He knew that he had to scent mark his way so that he wouldn't be lost--he knew that is all he had to do. And be back before dad found out. 

Lifting his head, Kujo smiled when he saw the clear day that was upon Airila. It was beautiful, but somewhat hot. It was lunch time, but he had already hunted and eaten a fox. Yawning, he stood up and decided to explore a little bit more up north. Looking back, he saw that the den was inactive and there was no one around, so he faced forward and marched to Tiayr. As he walked, he left scent markers to lead his way back home. A considerable time passed until he saw the forest turn into a beautiful lake, tall mountains and a gorgeous scenery overall. Smiling, Kujo made himself towards the edge of the lake, and once he was there, he crouched down and drank a little bit. The water was cool and sweet, just like he needed. 

Lifting his head, he spotted a lone figure looking at her own reflection in the short distance. The wolf snarled at herself, probably thinking about something that Kujo thought it was very negative. Frowning a little bit before lifting his body up and walking towards her, Kujo began to walk in a pace that did not make her feel threatened. Coming to a pause a few feet from her, he took a deep breath and smiled. "Hello, m'lady..." He dipped his head a little bit as a sign of a respectful greeting. Unsure of what to say, he relaxed his body to make her know that he was not a threat. He observed her--her colors were of a steely grey mixed with various shades of white, tan and black... Her coat was gorgeous, and very unusual. "I don't know if it's inappropriate to ask... but, why were you snarling at your own reflection? There's nothing I can see right now that should be consider snarl-worthy about you."  


@celosia 
<3 Sorry for the wait hun.

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Celosia's thoughts were interrupted rather abruptly by a smooth, velvety voice. It was male. He greeted her with unusual warmth. Celosia let her eyes wander towards the male. He stood slightly off, as if giving her plenty of space. He dipped his head respectfully to her after his courteous greeting. This all surprised her, as the she-wolf was used to males being utterly controlled by their hormones. No male had ever given her a comfortable, respectful amount of personal space, and as a result she required no such space. In fact, she rather preferred closer company. A smirk crossed her face at his next declaration and question: 'Nothing snarl-worthy?' A short, barking laugh escaped her as she slowly turned to face him full on so that her shredded, bloodied left ear could be fully seen. Her smirk became rather haughty afterwards, and laughter danced in her pale eyes.

Oh? Is that so?

Her bell-like tones dripped with sarcasm, making them sound even more chiming than usual. She absolutely loved her voice: it was one of the main things that had always drawn anyone to her. Her unusual looks, and strangely-colored eyes had always been the first step, and then her voice had brought them home. No male that she had met as of yet had been able to resist her, especially after he had heard her voice. For she had inherited her father's coat, but her voice was all her mother's. This greatly pleased her as well, because it helped her to remember her mother better: she could hear her mother's voice in her head saying, Yes, flower? C'mere, flower. I love you, Celosia. Her mother had affectionately called her 'flower' after the Celosia flower that she was named after. She had been so delicate as a pup, and her mother had only witnessed the very beginning of her daughter's strength.

Celosia looked the male over. He was pure white: white as a winter's snow storm. His eyes were like an open portal to the summer; they were the most beautiful pair of emerald eyes that she had ever seen. She kept it to herself, but he was...strikingly handsome. His coat was rather full, and it just made it look quite soft and comfortable. Celosia dreamily observed him, oh how she would love his attention. And she would get it. Today. Once the thought was put into her mind, it could not be erased. Smilingly in quite a different way than her haughty smirk, the female closed the distance between the two so that their noses were mere inches apart. Staring happily into his eyes, she decided to entice him with her voice once more, for no male could resist it. None that she had met.

Greetings, sir. My name's Celosia, like the flower. I'm kind of new here, I only arrived yesterday...would you mind telling me where I am? See, I was meaning to swim to Madagascar, but the swim was simply much too long for that...I must have drifted. I'm just lost, and--oh, she cut off and giggled, before resuming, pale eyes lit up with mirth. I'm sorry. About the snarl: I was upset about my ear...I was attacked, which is why I left. It's sort of a long, boring story. But, here she came even closer to him, and allowed sincerity to flow into her eyes, I somehow feel safe now.

'Please...' she almost begged.

words five.eight.nine
tags Kujo
ooc Sorry xD Celosia has a mind of her own. Apparently she's not going to waste any time! LOL. So excited for this thread omg =D

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Kujo was somewhat surprised of the female's reaction to his compliment. She had turned around, showing a ripped off ear, bloodied and damaged beyond repair. But still, it didn't take away from her beauty. He was sad that such event had happened to her, but he was thankful that at least she came out alive, and she had to be thankful too. Kujo smiled politely at the approaching female, listening to her voice for the first time. She questioned with an is that so, mixing sarcastic tones with her voice, to which Kujo just softly smirked in return. He hadn't spend even a minute with the femme, and he was already liking what he was seeing so far. Something about her irradiated a specific energy that entered his body like electricity. He listened to her words, making herself known as Celosia. Celosia...

She had such an unusual but beautiful name--it sounded so exotic, so strange... surely her mother was creative when it came to that. He had never heard someone named after a flower, and he surely liked the idea. He loved nature, so he instantly began to like her name. After observing the female once more, he observed her beautiful blue eyes, pale in their appearance but not less beautiful than the bright pastel skies. He heard her speak about how she thought this place was Madagascar, and that she wanted to know what place was this. She approached him rather boldly, making him instinctively take a small step back and then standing his ground again. However, something about his body was confusing him--he felt hot, and a tingling sensation was overtaking his entire being, something he had never experienced before. Energy entered his system, feeling like electric waves that entered and exited in... certain areas of his body. 


Kujo snapped out of his sudden trance to reply to her questions as she approached once more. "P-pardon my manners, Celosia. My name is Kujo and it is an honor to meet you," he smiled and regained his composure. "You are in the beautiful island of Anikira." Kujo tried to erase that tingling sensation from his body but his resistance was proving to be useless--his heart was beating quickly and his legs were shaking slightly. Clearing his throat, he continued. "I'm sorry about what happened to you, but I believe you. Anikira is as beautiful as it is dangerous, so you shouldn't be alone." He then paused and regained his breath, finally calming down. "But... what happened to you does not take away from your beauty." He spoke smoothly, his voice hitting a low tone he had never heard himself speak before. He then stepped back a little bit, trying to regain control of himself. His emotions, his body and his mind was driving him crazy, but he tried to hide it well, so perhaps in Kujo's mind, Celosia wouldn't notice his inner struggle. Smiling, he sat down to try and drown the crazy feelings he was having, and to invite the lady to a small chat, to know her better. 

"So... where do you come from, if you don't mind me asking?"

@celosia

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Celosia absolutely loved the male's reaction to herself. Though it he tried to hide it, it was obvious. From the shiver that ran down his spine, to his instinctive step backwards, to his stuttered speech: he was turned on by her. And this only encouraged the she-wolf. An encouraging smile lit up her pretty maw as she took another step towards him, closing the distance that he had made between them. He smiled at her after he introduced himself, seeming to regain some of his composure. He informed her that the island upon which she stood possessed the name of 'Anikira', to which the female already knew. But she played along as if she had no previous knowledge. Besides, she really hadn't known less than twenty-four hours ago. Her own smile widened at the sight of his, and she noticed how his legs began to shake. He swallowed noticeably, and apologized for her injury. He then informed her that she shouldn't be alone, and then proceeded to compliment her appearance. This was all the encouragement that the she-wolf needed. The absolute reaction of the male only stemmed her on. It made her body fire up in excitement. No one had ever reacted so......so completely. No one had ever been so overwhelmed by her, so completely turned on, so completely overtaken. It only made her want to make it worse for the poor wolf.

She was about to respond when the male stepped back once again, and then proceeded to sit down. His smile was inviting and the she-wolf took the opportunity immediately. The male had barely uttered his question before she had gracefully danced to his side, sitting down right next to him. Pushing her side into his gently, she pushed her head under his muzzle briefly, carefully keeping her bloodied ear away from his gorgeous snowy fur. She sighed, loving the feeling, and inhaled his scent deeply, before drawing away and giving his snowy maw a playful lick. Her tail wagged lightly, and she giggled. Her bell-like tones leapt into the air, and then she used them to reply to him.

Oh, it is my pleasure to meet you, Kujo. This Anikira seems to be quite diverse in terrain, but I am slightly fearful of traveling alone. And no, of course I don't mind the question. I come from the Namib Desert in Africa. It's located on the southwestern side of the continent. I hail from a pack that inhabits that region. You see, I didn't receive this injury, indicating her ear by twitching it slightly--and consequently wincing-- on Anikira, my lovely Kujo. I received it in my last moments in that pack.

Fury began to leak into her pale eyes, but she contained herself before a snarl could escape her. Suddenly, trying to hide her real emotions of the situation, she smiled playfully, and licked his maw again.

But, let's not talk of boring things such as my past. What about you? Are you a native?

words xxx
tags Kujo
ooc omg i have this awesome idea! What if, in my next post, Cel jumps into the lake to "clean" her ear, and Kujo goes to the edge of the lake to make sure she's okay and she pulls him in? Wouldn't that be so awesome? xD Poor guy. If it's too early for that, just let me know and we'll save it for later (; I just thought it'd be awesome because it'd make the poor guy even more uncomfortable. And it'd be way more funny now, before Cel has any real feelings for him. Sorry for the late reply D8

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Kujo was extremely confused. He was not accustomed to a female being so... blunt and straightforward, it was really strange to him. For a moment he grew worried for her--she shouldn't be exposing herself and asking for so much attention... it could bring the bad kind of attention to her, and yet... she seemed so desperate. And the feeling of confusion and overwhelming sensation of numbness increased when she approached him boldly, sitting down next to him and nuzzling him and even licking him affectionately. He was extremely confused and uncomfortable, but the fire inside of him only grew stronger and for a moment he liked the feeling. He did desire this to be a part of his life, to spend the rest of his days with someone that would love him. But the fact that he was just a stranger to her, and that she was a stranger to him was... awkward to him. But... what his body was doing was even more awkward to him.

He felt a flash of heat enter his body, making him feel weak and what she was saying suddenly became a blur. His body was tense, his face hot and all he could do was close his eyes. What the heck is wrong with me? He asked himself again and again, the sudden thrill suddenly giving him an intense urge to mount her. However, before doing anything he would regret later, he stood up and cleared his throat, standing a few feet from her. It was only then that he felt the rush slowly recede, and he gained control of his body once more. He could only hear her talk about something about her ear, a pack, and then he snapped back from his trance. He then heard her ask him if he was a native, to which he nodded. "Uhm... yes, I am. I was born into the Airila pack. My father is the Alpha... Toiro." He made a sheepish smile, trying to hide these urges he had never had before. Sighing deeply, he sat down, hoping she'd keep his distance before he went crazy...


@celosia Sorry for the short reply, but here you go hun. <3