The dark, brooding alpha meandered away from his beta and the newest trouble-maker in the pack, content to find some time away from the wolf in the pack that obviously meant the most to him. While he had no romantic feelings toward Shayde, he was extremely hurt that she did not feel it necessary to inform him that she was carrying his pups. It was devastating that she had thought it was necessary to hide this from him. Did she really respect him so little that he did not deserve to be a part of this? Vorilye had jumped through hoops to win the heart of his only surviving son and had effectively ruined any ties with his remaining daughter. He did not want to screw things up this time, yet it seemed that he, somehow, already had. Shayde had hidden such a pivotal event from him, and he could not even fathom why.
A bitter sigh slipped through the male's lips as he stared into the warm waters of the hot spring. Vorilye grunted, unhappy that this further affirmed that he could not trust females with anything. They all had something to hide or wanted to gain something by being around him. Could nobody like him for him anymore? He had thought Ithilwen cared for him that way, but obviously he had been incorrect about that. Some days, he still thought about her and his sons and daughters out wandering somewhere. He had no idea where they ended up or if they were still alive. The not knowing was probably the most difficult thing, just like it was killing Vor not to know where his nameless daughter had gone. The alpha male had royally screwed things up with her; his insecurities about having everything taken away from him again had gone and ruined a chance at a perfectly good relationship with his daughter who had not even bothered to tell him her name. That had wounded him more than anything else, that he obviously could not be trusted with something that most people flung around easier than mud.
The male paced into the warm waters of Enackir, allowing the hot water to seep through his fur and sooth his tired body. He just needed to get away from everything. Maybe if he could just forget all the drama surrounding his life, he could find some form of semblance and continue onward. He did not have to let all these wolves affect him in this way. He just needed to find someone that he could actually trust. The biggest problem was the trust part; if he could not even trust his beta fully to be honest with him, then who else could he trust?
Count | 456 words Muse | Not so good. Tags | Sarin Notes | I needed a new thread.
Last Edit: Jan 29, 2013 11:40:44 GMT -5 by Vorilye
Vorilye || Mackenzie Valley Brute || Eight Years Old
The past few months within Descai had flown past her emerald eyes. She could hardly believe that her lifestyle had, somewhat, comfortably adapted to pack life. It was something that she had barely been able to deal with as a pup. Sarin had always been rebellious, she never liked to do things the traditional way. She was always one to figure things out on her own, even if it harmed herself in the process. Performing basic duties as a subordinate had become nearly monotonous now. While she was gathering her poisons or training, she also did some border patrol. Power had always been something that the canine desired; yet, she was starting to believe it was unattainable here. Certainly life was easier, but that did not mean that she desired it to be that way. Her demeanor was one that demanded respect and responsibility; however, her rank required no such thing.
It seemed a good time for a trip back to Kamari, this was the territory she had approached when originally joining Descai. These lands was where she spent most of her time, after all the rest of the pack seemed to prefer Acerbus. This surprised the Mackenzie Valley female very little, that was the pack's original territory. She found it more beneficial to remain here, there were more opportunities to preform other duties. Border patrol was necessary, Sarin despises intruders - this was her home after all. If she had to request to stay here then so did everyone else. It irked her to no end that she had received little gratitude for anything she had done. Most of the borders now held poisonous concoctions in locations where a trespasser would likely venture. Surprisingly, she did want to keep the pack safe - for reasons unbeknownst to even herself.
As she wandered silently through Kamari, a sudden scent passed her muzzle. 'Sir Alpha has wandered my way today,' it was a satisfying feeling for her. Perhaps she would be within his good graces, after all she was beginning to train his son. The pup was fairly quick upon his paws for being so young, the still healing scratch upon her muzzle had proved that point. He had impressed his trainer and for that he would be pushed harder. Tike was certainly going to grow into a large brute like his father, already she could foresee him being a skilled fighter. Her nostrils sniffed the air harder, attempting to search for the Alpha's companion. There was none, as far as she could tell he was alone. A twinkle passed across green eyes and the subordinate headed in the direction of her master.
The hot springs came into her line of sight, along with the large ebony brute within them. If he wanted to be left alone then he had meandered into the wrong area, Sarin proceeded forward. She slightly lowered her tail and head in their positioning, not as much as a subordinate normally would when approaching their Alpha. If anything, being left alone for the most part had increased her pride. It had grown not only for herself but a bit for the pack as well. The female was not certain that this fact could be admitted to herself quite yet. Obviously Descai was the best pack, the simple truth was that wherever she went was instantly better than everywhere else. Her presence could do that to an area. The same went for the wolves she chose to associate herself with.
"Greetings my Lord, it is lovely to have stumbled across you," her words were true. Had the Alpha been any other canine they would not have been greeted with such sweet words. She studied the area silently for a moment, curious if others were lurking somewhere. With the Beta being so close to birth, Sarin was surprised that the Alpha had left her side. Sarin was still unaware of who the father was, but simply assumed that Shayde would find safety in the large brute's company. As far as she knew, Tike was the only child of his.
The sound of a voice dragged the alpha male back into reality as he realized that Sarin was right there beside her. The male's black lip curled back in a snarl, the sound slipping out before he could rein it back in. It had not been his intent to take out his anger on Sarin, but what else could he do? Obviously he could not take it out on Shayde, because she was too pregnant with his pups and he could not dare to injure the innocent children she carried. He knew what she had done was wrong, yet she did it anyways. What he could not understand is why. The darkness veiled Vorilye's golden eyes as he lifted his gaze to stare at Sarin, malice thick in his stare.
"You interrupt my thoughts, femme," he spat in frustration, though he knew it was unfair of him to take out his anger on Sarin. Of everyone in the pack, though, he also knew that she could take the grunt of his anger better. If there was another wolf similar to him in the pack, apart from Shayde, that was, it was Sarin. Vorilye knew better than to try to form any measure of attachment with these wolves apart from the protection that the pack offered. They simply were too much of a risk for him to take. The smirk the curled across the alpha male's face was not sincere; on the inside, he was raging. He was mad at himself, Shayde, and Bardou. The smarth-mouthed male was obnoxious and had only been allowed to stay because he was somewhat of a bargaining chip used by Shayde. Something had to be going on there; why would the beta female throw herself out on a limb for a male she had just met? There was so much confusion in the pack's composition right now that he could hardly stand it.
Vorilye was on the verge of weeding out the old members. If they could not do anything productive for the pack, then damn it, they did not need to be in his pack at all. He could not remember the last time that he saw Angel or Noe, yet they were supposed to be hunting for the pack. Vorilye had been feeding himself lately because there was never any prey back in the dens. Tike was coming of age, and he would soon be bestowed the rank of Warrior in the pack. Heavens knew they needed some, as the pack seemed to be dwindling. He refused to let his hard work fade away due to the inability of his pack members to be active participants. They would participate, or they would leave. That was the fact of the matter, and he would not take no for an answer.
"What are you doing here, Sarin?" Vorilye gruffed out at the female, still not willing to back down from his previous anger. While it may have been unwarranted toward Sarin, he was indeed angry, though most of it was directed at himself. He was a fool to have ever believed that Shayde could be trusted if she could keep such a great secret from him this long. What would have brought her to think that that was a good idea? The pack had virtually no time to prepare for the arrival of a litter, and Shayde would no longer be able to run patrols for the pack like she used to. That meant that the rest of the pack would have to step up for the next six months, approximately, until her pups were old enough to be left alone. He was not completely sure just how far along the female was, but she was definitely large. Possibly that was due in part to the fact that Vorilye was such a large male and Shayde was so tiny, but that was beside the point. The point was, he had missed all the signs that pointed to this. And he did not want his children to suffer because his pack was unprepared to handle a litter of pups.
"Sarin, until further notice, you are acting in the capacity of my second-in-command. You are not, nor will you be, my beta permanently. Shayde is out of commission until I say she is able to return to her duties," he snapped out to the female. He needed someone to act in the capacity that Shayde had until Vorilye deemed it safe for her to return to those duties. "Your official position will be as the pack's Shaman. You had mentioned your love for rather... devious plants. Make good use of them," he commanded, the thoughts swirling in his head angrily. He needed to calm down, or there was no telling what was going to spew from the male.
Count | 809 words Muse | Pretty good. Tags | Sarin Notes | I didn't even realize you'd posted for me.... Oops.
The Alpha's snarl was not exactly what the female had expected. Rather, Sarin was expecting that the brute would be pleased to share company with her. A twinge of disappointment shot within her, but near it was a flare of cockiness. The femme convincing herself that she could never deserve rage from the brute. Her perfection was far too overwhelming to permit flaws. Silently she would take his rage, inwardly retorting snarky comments in order to maintain the high state that her ego required. After all, the Alpha was expressing himself to her through anger - something that the Mackenzie Valley female was special to receive. Audits quivered slightly as silence sliced across the air once more, she had no words to respond to his growl with.
Emerald eyes settled upon the brute's chest, refusing to meet his eyes when rage was so apparent inside of him. "My apologies, my Lord. How was I supposed to resist your alluring aura?" It had not been her intentions to disrupt the Alpha's thoughts; however, she wanted attention and he had been near enough to give it to her. On occasion she wanted company, even if such a truth would never pass through her lips. Rather she stuck to sensual comments that suggested her enjoyment of others. Time alone was useful and enjoyable, but there were times that Sarin needed company - absolutely craved it. This was one of those times. With Descai being so family oriented there were some days that Sarin believed that she did not fit in. Tike had recently begun to be her main focus. She had been training him now, it gave her a task and something to look forward to. Even though it seemed that Tike did not exactly believe her to be sane, which perhaps she was not. Her mental state was of little importance when it came to his fighting skills.
'I am everywhere, like a shadow beneath the canopy of trees,' such a statement remained internal. Sarin did not wish to completely expose herself to the Alpha, her enjoyment of watching others. It was not just in order to soothe her own paranoia, much to The female's own surprise - she was actually beginning to care about the pack as a whole. It had simply taken her a few months to adapt, it was vital to find her place within Descai. Then she could establish herself, allow the other's to recognize her face as a permanent Descai feature. "Ensuring that the pack is free from loners, keeping the lands secure," she laughed slightly, "Settings traps of sorts." Emerald eyes rolled as if claiming that her task was nothing important or highly useful, as if she wanted her ego to be stroked by the rage-filled canine. "And why is a handsome brute like yourself spending time alone? Certainly you have many that wish to be blessed with your company," Sarin was indeed perplexed by his lonesome state. On every other occasion, wolves were crawling out of the ground to spend time with him. It was her lucky night after all.
Her breath caught within her lungs for a moment, 'he sees what great things I can do for this pack. My skills are being well acknowledged.' A tail wag was highly tempting, but the female offered a low bow to the Alpha instead. "I am honored, I will not let you down." Satisfaction and pleasure cradled the Mackenzie Valley shaman as her eyes traced the brute's body, her eyes landing upon his face for merely a second before darting away. Sarin wanted to show the brute how pleased and useful she was; yet, was not sure what would prove to console his anger now. 'Letting it out would certainly help,' a part of the female was intrigued and aroused at the thought. Hormones had been running wild within her for several days now. Soon enough Sarin would go into heat, that meant there would be some time spent in isolation. The Alpha had his hands full with Shayde and her puppies, he would not be interested in releasing some of her tension. An additional issue was his fertility, the thought of being a mother had never appealed to her before.
"What ails you, master? Anything that your servant could soothe?" Her words were nearly cooed to the brute. For now her mind would sit upon the present, for once Sarin was remaining optimistic. Rather than focusing on her authority being taken away, she was going to enjoy having it. The female was not stupid enough to believe that she could change Vorilye's mind; especially not when he was so full of violence. Tail flicked a few times behind her, curious about what could be filling his crania. Sarin wanted to know everything she could about the brute, preferably without being pushy. Although the female was lacking in patience, she had received her immediate gratification for today.
For a faithful servant, Sarin surely should have known better than to enter his personal space when he was feeling so broody. Vorilye's head was jumbled with anger and regret and all sorts of conflicting emotions that were raging through his body. There was nothing that could slow it down; it was all consuming and starting to drive him insane. How could Shayde have done this to him? What did he do to deserve such betrayal from the one he believed to be his most loyal and honest advisor? His lip curled back in distaste, his mouth nearly foaming from anger.
"My aura is nothing special," he spat in anger, repulsing the female's attempts to sooth him. He was livid and unmanageable, the anger in his body driving him crazy. "I am alone because I have been betrayed, femme. I do not like having things hidden from me. Do you understand?" he snapped with fervor, his golden eyes narrowed at the Mackenzie Valley female. She was nothing to him but a means to an end. He needed to get away from these foolish pack wolves and take some time for himself. Instead, he was being smothered by stupidity and hoverers. With the femme's comments that she would not let him down, he nodded curtly in response.
"What ails you, master? Anything that your servant could soothe?"
A sinister smirk spread across the alpha male's golden muzzle as his eyes focused in on the slightly smaller female. "You wish to know what ails me, love?" he cooed dangerously, closing the gap between them in one fell swoop. His eyes narrowed, as he roughly shoved his nose into the fur of the back of her neck, inhaling the scent deeply. She did not smell of other wolves; perhaps she was pure enough for him to indulge in. "Do you really want to know how you can soothe me?" he hissed into her ear, not waiting for a response from the female. He roughly nosed her tail aside, ensuring that she was, in fact, prepared for him. The male's primal instinct overtook him, seizing the female by the scruff of her neck and taking her as his own.
Vorilye dismissed Sarin once he was thoroughly satisfied, having released much of his anger in the action. He paced back toward the hot springs, dipping his front paws in the steaming water up to the top of the golden fur before turning back to look at his newly claimed female. "You are dismissed to continue your duties, Sarin," he instructed with the slightest hint of amusement in his voice. Truthfully, he was entertained by the fact that the females in his pack did little to resist his advances. But he was their alpha, and they were in no position to refuse him. Refusal would end poorly for any female who dared to do so. He was their master, after all, and he would take whatever he wanted, whether he had their permission or not.
Count | 504 words Muse | Meh. Tags | Sarin Notes | This was more "to the point" than I thought it was going to be, but I also need to get Vor out of some threads.
Last Edit: Feb 20, 2013 16:00:23 GMT -5 by Vorilye
Vorilye || Mackenzie Valley Brute || Eight Years Old
As the Alpha fired back in an angered response, Sarin struggled to bite her own tongue. Instinctively she had wanted to aggressively fire back with her own cruel words. Her pride was stifled by the undying urge for power and attention, she had just been promoted to his second-in-command even if it was only temporary. Vicious remarks would merely make him revoke the high honor she had received, he may even demote her from the permanent shaman ranking. A nearly visible shudder cascaded across down every ebony strand of fur upon the femme. For once she would have to accept the good and cope with the way he was verbally mistreating her. After all, she had done nothing to upset him. The Alpha could not possibly be angry at the perfection standing before him.
Betrayal. Sarin was familiar with that feeling, even if she buried all emotions so deep that they nearly disappeared. Audits leaned themselves as forward as possible, hanging upon the brute's every word. Perhaps it was an assumption, but the new shaman thoroughly believed that Shayde had done something to upset him. What it was, she knew not exactly - but that detail was irrelevant. It merely made sense that the Beta was the one who messed up, otherwise why would she be temporarily removed from her position, even if it was only temporary. The thought of caring for the pups was vacant from the Mackenzie Valley femme's mind, as she cared little to think about motherhood. After all, it wasn't like she was ever going to be one. For once the flirtatious femme seemed to be at a loss for words, with the Alpha's apparent rage there was little that could be said in order to appease him. Desire was strong within her to pry at what had happened; however, that would more than likely anger the large brute more.
Emerald optics absorbed the smirk forming across the Alpha's muzzle and a bit of satisfaction began to swell inside her. The brute was pleased, right? She barely had an opportunity to complete her nod, let alone speak, before the Alpha closed the gap between them. Seconds later Sarin felt arousal begin to set in as his nose pressed itself into her, inhaling sharply. Naivety brought the shaman to believe that the brute held genuine interest in her; even if it was merely based upon her divine looks, Sarin was more than satisfied. A gentle whine surfaced from her lips, but a strange feeling began cascading over her as well. It was the first feeling of being used; however, her mind cruelly denied such an idea and forced it away from her brain. She needed to enjoy what the Alpha was doing, he seemed to see her fit to relieve some of his tension.
She felt him press her tail away, moments later he was taking everything he wanted. The femme could not say that she was displeased that the Alpha had lusted for her; yet, upon finishing he seemed more amused than anything else. A pang of hurt swelled within the female's chest, 'that is it? He took what he wanted and gave me nothing, not a sweet word even. Dismissing me like some sort of low grade whore!' The longing to growl and lash out towards him was strong, but the poor female was too taken aback to react excessively in any way. "Thank you, my Lord," her crania lowered in a slight nod before the female turned and began to walk away. Her gait seemed normal enough and she prayed that the Alpha could not read her apparent confusion.
