Into the Alligator Sky xx [Inaya]

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A hulking form moved along the terrain. Light-hued paws padded softly. Kismet was a sight to see. It was mid-afternoon. The sun shone mightily, but it's rays were less powerful. The temperature was low, and leaves littered the forest floor. Winter was fast approaching; fall was passing. The scenery was absolutely beautiful. Kismet's beautiful blue eyes glittered. A small smile lit up his handsome face. The day was beautiful, and Kismet was enjoying himself thoroughly. He never imagined the tragedy and hard events that were to occur that same day. He smiled, closing his eyes, and was still. A breeze swept through, gently ruffling his coat.

Kismet inhaled deeply. He caught a faint scent and, opening his eyes slowly, a smirk overcame his previous contented smile. Why not? It was such a perfect day, and Kismet's last meal had been quick and small. He never took down prey that was too large, but it would be much more fun to try his skills. They hadn't been tried since before Seth had come--that is to say, a long time. The thrill of the challenge tingled in his paws.

At first, he made a few sounds, a few mistakes. But quickly, his instinct and skill took over, and he became absolute stealth. He stalked his prey, quietly scouting the area around it to check for any of its family. Finding nothing to deter him, he slowly and carefully began to close in. When he was rather close, his audits picked up a small noise. However, he ignored it. The animal lifted its head quickly, turning in the direction of the tiny noise. And Kismet leapt. His jaws closed just south of the animal's jugular. Kismet instinctively grabbed onto the strong shoulders with his paws, digging his claws in, and lifted his head to bite once more. This time he was successful. The animal had jumped and tried to run at his initial attack, and now tried to put up a fight, kicking its legs sporadically. But it was useless, and very soon Kismet stood over the kill. The young buck's horns had not yet sprouted from his head, and Kismet knew that the elk meat would be tender because of how young it was.

After the animal lay dead, Kismet lifted his head. His jaw parted slightly to taste the air in the same moment that he scented it and his eyes ravaged the area. His ears were pricked for any noise. Another wolf had been here, coming upon the elk just as Kismet had been about to kill it. The male's eyes narrowed slightly, trying to pick out any shape. But he found none. Distrustingly, he closed his jaws around the elk's neck, and began to drag it away. It was slow going, but Kismet would not have another wolf try to steal his kill. He would defend it, but he did not wish to hurt anyone. Eventually, he saw a safe place to rest and eat: the Niall Caverns. He hurriedly dragged his kill into the caverns, going deep enough that any wolf that came close looking for the kill would assume that a group of wolves protected it. Finally, he sat down to rest a moment before he began to eat.

He ate the entire elk. It was young, and therefore smaller than a normal buck, and Kismet was ravenous. Now he would not have to worry about a meal for a time. When he finished, he pushed the carcass farther into the caverns before padding to the front. He lay down at the entrance to the caverns, but still inside. He looked back out to the scenery, still enjoying himself. He was full, and the beauty of the scenery almost lulled him to sleep. He lay there, half-asleep, when a sudden noise startled him to full awareness. Jumping up to his paws, Kismet looked around, ears pricked.

"Talking."

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"Speech." |"Thought."

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The night sky was very dark. Darker than usual, actually.

A desperate, short breathing could be heard across the valley. Four galloping legs, filled with scars and bites, ran desperately. Her eyes were fully opened, her ears were moving in all directions, and her heart beat was going as fast as it could. She was running from someone, apparently. She occasionally looked behind her and her eyes grew larger, and she advanced even more. Even if she was limping, she was pretty fast due to her desperation. The wolfess kept running as she saw that her surroundings began to change. The trees turned black and formed demonic faces, the wind around her collided with her delicate frame with all its might; the clouds were black and the moon had a demonic face, along with a grin that she wouldn't forget. Behind her a creature--rather big--was chasing. It was another Mexican Wolf, but somehow, it had grown quite a lot. His eyes were bright red, and his pace was fast. His face had a diabolic smile that traumatized the wolfess even more.

Then, she began to cry. Tears beamed down her grey eyes, and a loud, broken howl was heard from her mouth. She was getting tired of running, so she began slowing down. Then, she remembered him. Kismet. He showed her that in order to overcome this nightmare, she had to forgive him. She had to forgive him--that's all it took--and she would be free. Inaya's heart was beating faster now; it was such a traumatizing thing to even think about forgiveness for such a monster. But she took a deep breath, turned around, facing the oncoming monster, and yelled a statement that she thought she would never utter from her lips... yet... it came from her heart.

"I FORGIVE YOU, TUROK!"

Suddenly, the monster stopped running, and looked at her intensely. Turok did something that the wolfess never expected. He smiled at her. Inaya looked at him confused, yet this odd feeling in her heart made her feel happy. Turok was slowly carried away with the wind, disappearing, and with him, the once terrifying valley turned into a beautiful, serene night. She looked at the moon, and it no longer mocked her--instead, it blessed her with its beautiful white light. The wind caressed her fur instead of crashing against it. She sighed and everything turned black.

Inaya woke up from her slumber to find that she was alone once again. It had been a few days since her encounter with Kismet, and so far she had felt okay. However, she was questioning her own actions--was it really wise to tell her life story to a complete stranger? What happened to her no-trust-anyone policy? What if Kismet thought badly of her and no longer wanted contact with her? All and more of these questions circled her brain and she could not find answers. She desired to vent, so she did with a non-threatening stranger. Yet she felt that she did a horrible mistake... Inaya stopped thinking to admire her surroundings. The day was beautiful in the surroundings of Niall Caverns. She was curled up in a ball, yet her head was held high looking around. The birds chirped, the grass moved gracefully, and the trees were taller than ever. Suddenly, her stomach growled. How long has it been since she ate? She lifted herself up lazily, stretched her body, yawned and began to walk. 

Her feet were lazy, so she walked slowly. As the bright morning shone in front of her eyes, she began to think about Kismet again. He was the only wolf that managed to destroy certain walls she had built around her. His voice was soothing--it was like the calming sound of running water in her ears--and she was very attracted to it. His eyes were filled with wonder and questions, yet with so much compassion. She couldn't stop thinking about him and in certain points she found herself blushing over him. Yet, she quickly shook off those thoughts and kept walking. Somehow she was afraid of him as well. What if she did something that ruined everything? Or what if he betrayed her? Her eyes flashed a quick reflection of sadness, yet it was quickly erased when she caught a faint scent coming from the caverns. Her ears perked and her smile grew larger inch by inch. That scent was pretty familiar... She wanted to make sure, so she began walking towards the caverns.

Inaya sniffed the air, tracing the other wolf's scent as she walked. She got closer and closer to the entrance of the caverns, and that's where the scent was at its strongest peak. Inaya finally reached the entrance of the caverns, and stopped. She sniffed and squinted her eyes, trying to focus her eyes more. She stood from the outside the cave, still sniffing as a precaution. Suddenly, she saw who the scent was from--it was Kismet! She wagged her tail and her smile came back immediately.

"Kismet? Is that you?"

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Tag: @kismet

Words: 857

Mood: lighthearted, hungry, excited

Muse: pretty good!

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Snowy audits swiveled. Blue eyes searched. The male was no longer in a dreamy half-consciousness; he was no longer fully relaxed and laying down. His body was tense, and full of adrenaline. He was standing now. He was fully awake: fully aware. And then, just as he began to relax, thinking that the noise had been some prey or something, he saw a lithe form. Cream, tan, and other colors of brown. A black tail. And the most beautiful grey eyes the world had ever seen. She appeared from the surrounding trees, nose in the air, grey eyes bright and searching. He smiled, and his entire body relaxed at once.

Inaya...

The most beautiful name to match the most beautiful wolf in the world. He was so surprised--yet delighted--to see her. It had been several days since their first encounter, and since then his mind had hardly left her. He had spent most of his time thinking about her. He was completely divided about what to do. He wanted desperately to help her. And he had so enjoyed her smile. He hungered to hear her laugh. And when she had touched him...he had felt drowned by several emotions and urges. He had felt desperately depressed for an unknown reason. He had felt incredibly happy: so happy that his heart had felt slightly painful. And then he had felt something that he had never felt before, something so strange that he didn't even know how to describe it. He had thought about this and his actions the most. The emotion had been tender, so tender that he had laid his head on her neck. The emotion had made him feel completely content, and yet made him want to lick her cheek. Or nuzzle her. Or tell her something sweet. It made him completely frazzled when he thought of it later. He was confused.

The other thing that had mostly consumed his thoughts the past several days was himself. He questioned his response to the wolfess. It had been automatic, and not thought through. He ha been pulled by her desperateness. He had wanted to help her find peace. And he had begun to think that he would be able to free her...No... He must have been delusional. She had only reacted the way that she had to him because she was so desperate. And maybe because he had stayed and listened, and then offered words of comfort instead of running. That was probably it. And then she had touched him only because it was probably the first touch that she had ever had besides that of her brother. She had probably just wanted to experience a normal touch, rather than a polluted one. This was what Kismet told himself. It made him sad for a reason that he couldn't figure out, to think that she only did this because she needed to and not because she wanted to. But he pushed this away, trying to forget it. Because it brought back the strange emotion, and he didn't want to feel it. It scared him.

But all of this was completely thrown out the window, all of his reasoning, when the femme slowly approached the cave mouth. The peaceful, contented, happy smile that had come onto his maw when he had first spotted her never left. Inaya's approach slowed, and she smelled the air constantly. Her eyes squinted, as if she were trying to focus them. And then her eyes narrowed. Suddenly, they focused, finding Kismet's form. She stood just outside of the cave's mouth, and Kismet stood just inside. They stood quite close, and yet Inaya seemed perfectly comfortable. Her tail began to wag, and a huge smile lip up her face. This made the male enormously happy, and without thinking, he reacted reflexively again. His smile widened, and his own tail began to wag lightly.

Kismet? Is that you?!

She seemed happy, even pleased to see him. His response was immediate.

No, it's not me. It's just my evil twin who is just as excited to see you. He chuckled lightly and winked at her. Hello, Inaya.

When he spoke her name, his tone deepened slightly, and he spoke her name softly. When this happened, he snapped back into control of himself. On the outside, nothing happened, for he did not wish to alarm her. He chided himself mentally. How could he let that strange emotion rule him? Even for a moment. Outwardly, he never changed, simply waiting for her response. But inwardly, he was warring with himself mentally. How should he act? Would she want him to...act normally? What did she think of him? What would she expect? Or want? He was desperately confused. He wanted to do the right thing, but he couldn't figure out what that would be.

"Talking."

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All of her previous thoughts escaped her mind when she finally confirmed that it was indeed Kismet. He joked to her about how he was his own evil twin that was just as excited to see her, and then greeted her sweetly. She giggled and kept wagging her tail, walking slowly towards Kismet. "Hello, Kismet," she greeted the male warmly. Her heart fluttered a mile a minute, yet she didn't show it on the outside. Well, she tried to hide it, at least. She sat down next to him, with a few inches apart, and looked outside the cave. The sky was still blue and the trees kept dancing with the wind. Out of nowhere, her stomach growled loudly. She frowned a little and looked at Kismet, hoping that the strong smell of elk meant that there was food somewhere in the cave. "Oh, excuse me... I'm hungry. It's been days since my last meal, and I find it difficult to hunt due to my leg and poor strength." She sighed and looked at Kismet sweetly. 

As she sat next to him, she began to wonder certain things. She sure hoped that he would be the same with her even after she opened up in such a way, yet she didn't want him to feel pressured. Her insecurities were still present even though she felt different, so she was being cautious of every word she said. Inaya laid down and lowered her ears slightly, before asking him a question. "So, how have you been since our first meeting?" She asked this with her heart in her throat; what if he thought wrongly of her now? She looked over his strong, ivory body in search of any rejection signs.

Inaya was anxious and desperate for an answer, and all because of her insecurities that so often thought for her. She decided to speak to him and answer her own question, for even if she was nervous and still insecure, she was still completely thankful. She felt like she owed him a thank you, so she proceeded and did as she thought. "...I've been better, thanks to you. I am slowly overcoming this, yet I'm far from healed. But thanks to you, I have begun in this... forgiveness process." She made a small smile and wagged her tail slowly, keeping a warm expression on her face. She sighed and awaited for Kismet's reaction and thoughts. She was desperate to hear his voice once again.

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Words:  419

Mood: nervous

Muse: Meh-ish good!? Does that make sense?

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Kismet's heart and mind battled furiously. His greeting only stirred the femme in front of him further. Her tail wagged a little faster, and she giggled. His ears pricked at the sound, and he let out a low chuckle in response. She invigorated him. It hadn't been a laugh--just a giggle--but it had made his heart thump wildly. And then he had chided himself mentally again. He could find no peace as Inaya slowly approached him. The distance soon closed to mere inches, and his tail began to wag wildly. He itched for her to touch him again. He died to hear her giggle again, or even laugh.

Hello, Kismet.

When she sat down, mere inches from him, an electric shock went through him. Her voice sent shivers down his spine. His smile was wide and his eyes were bright. He made an effort to control himself, but every time she looked at him with her grey eyes, he felt that he would hurt her if he didn't smile back. When she sat, he did also. As she turned her head to look outside, he watched her. He studied her features discreetly. A sweeter smile colored his mouth as he noticed her overwhelming beauty once more. He longed to reach out and push his nose into her neck, to feel the softness of her fur. And then a loud rumbling growl interrupted his thoughts. The femme turned to him, frowning slightly. Kismet looked down, flattening his ears slightly as he felt heat rush to his face. He knew that the blush would be visible because of his white fur.

Oh, excuse me... I'm hungry. It's been days since my last meal, and I find it difficult to hunt due to my leg and poor strength.

The blush deepened. This time it was a shameful one. What a pig I am... Of course, there was no way that he could have known that he would have met with anyone, and eating all of the elk would prevent a fight over the kill if an aggressive, hungry wolf stopped by. But that did no good for Kismet. His eyes remained on the cave floor, and he suddenly felt very awkward. He peeked up at the femme through his eyelashes, keeping his head down. His piercing blue gaze met her grey eyes before they fell again. A frown came onto his maw.

Forgive my ill manners, Inaya. I, umm...well--you see-- he hesitated, struggling to find the right words to explain what he wished. After a moment of silence, he tried again. His eyes remained on the stone floor beneath him. Being a lone wolf, I don't eat every day. I like to save my strength in case I'm attacked...or something. So, when I do eat, I usually eat enough to last me for several days. No one can go long on an empty stomach. He chuckled dryly; his explanation sounded lame to his own ears. But, he looked up at this moment, meeting her gaze with a sheepish half-smile, it would be my pleasure to hunt something down for you, m'lady.

What he saw when he looked up made his heart stop beating for a minute, and then race wildly. Her eyes were filled with...something. He didn't know what it was, but it made him crazy to reach out and touch her. She was smiling at him sweetly, and it melted his heart. And then his mind came back. She doesn't want you, came the cold thought. It stabbed at his heart and his smile was replaced by a small frown. And you shouldn't want her. He watched as she laid down, continuing to badger himself with his thoughts. You can't let this happen. her ears drew back. I want her...No! It won't be real for you! You just think you want her because you want to help her! Don't be an idiot! But, I--I think--I think that I might---No. Listen. It isn't real. Don't confuse wanting to help with wanting to be with. Don't hurt her! This last thought was the strongest. It sung so loudly that it echoed in his ears until the wolf in front of him spoke.

So, how have you been since our first meeting?

Insane. I fight with myself every minute. I want you, but I can't have you. Just peachy, except that I want to touch you so badly, my heart is burning! I think about you every second of every moment that I'm conscious. I don't think you're good for me, because I want to love you, but I can't because I know that you'll never love me. Fine, thanks! I just don't want to hurt you! What do I say? Just tell me what to say...

Kismet heard the choking sound in her voice, and wondered why she was close to tears. Her eyes cautiously looked over his body. Kismet conflicting emotions warred within himself. He couldn't answer her question. He just didn't know how. Why did you have to ask me the most impossible thing, Inaya? Don't you know that it's already hard enough to simply be around you? Or to not be around you for that matter?

...I've been better, thanks to you. I am slowly overcoming this, yet I'm far from healed. But thanks to you, I have begun in this... forgiveness process.

A tiny smile crept onto the male's maw. The she-wolf smiled sweetly up at him, slowly wagging her tail. Her expression was warm. Everything she did was fatal to him. Turmoil had taken over his heart. He wished that he were not here. It would be better to torment himself alone, rather than to risk hurting the beautiful wolfess in front of him. He longed to lay his body beside hers, to feel her body against his own. His eyes showed a deep longing, but he was unaware of this. The expression in his eyes, combined with his small smile, made him look weary and sad, although he was also unaware of this.

I'm so glad, Inaya. I can't tell you how--how sad I am--happy I am to hear you say that. I'll...I'll always be here for you. He hesitated, and when he finished speaking, his voice became husky. I will always listen, Inaya. I-- Oh please, let this end. I can't stand another minute of it. PLEASE! I can't hurt you, Inaya. I don't know why, but I can't. Please, let's talk about something else...anything else. Kismet didn't finish the sentence out loud, and a deep frown set in his maw. He couldn't help it. He was upset with himself so much that his heart was heavy with sadness, and depression threatened him.

"Talking."

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Inaya's grey oculars focused completely on the male. His demeanor changed from happy to sad to awkward in mere seconds. Inaya tilted her head and her heart raced as she observed the male's small but noticable reactions. She saw as the male lowered his head and looked at her sadly and embarassed for some reason when she told him how hungry she was and how she couldn't hunt so well. She heard him spoke with a sad and insecure tone, and a somewhat awkward atmosphere began to surround the two wolves.

"Forgive my ill manners, Inaya. I, umm...well--you see--Being a lone wolf, I don't eat every day. I like to save my strength in case I'm attacked...or something. So, when I do eat, I usually eat enough to last me for several days. No one can go long on an empty stomach. But, it would be my pleasure to hunt something down for you, m'lady." She could sense the awkward and forced smile on his face. She knew that he was trying to speak sweetly but something about him made her feel all insecure again. Her heart pounded and her chest began to hurt. She was so confused; yet, she managed to force a smile when she heard him offer his hunting skills, and then that sweet compliment made her feel happy again for a second. "That... would be great, dear." She slowly wagged her tail once more to reinforce her statement.

Inaya began to feel uneasy as she saw Kismet's reaction to her question. He seemed even more divided and confused, and his stance was still an awkward one, filled with confusion and despair. Her ears slowly flattened against her skull as if she wanted to block out any noise. She heard him speak, reluctantly and hesitant, as if he didn't want to talk about the subject. "I'm so glad, Inaya. I can't tell you how happy I am to hear you say that. I'll...I'll always be here for you. I will always listen, Inaya. I--" She saw that he trailed off, not wanting to speak anymore and a deep, depressed face settled in. Inaya began to understand everything now, or so she thought. She did a horrible, horrible mistake.

She began to cry. At first, her tears streamed off and she still had a smile on her face. Yet, as the realization sunk in, it turned into a frown filled with frustration, self-hatred and sadness. She lowered her head and she began to shake very hardly. It always happened--somehow, when she tried to open up to someone, all she did was scare them away. She was way too twisted and broken to fix, anyway. She knew that she had made a horrible mistake to have trusted Kismet and burdened him with her existence. Inaya should've known better.

She stood up and looked at him directly in the eyes, trying to breathe evenly before speaking. "It always happens, Kismet." She lowered her head and with a choked voice, she began to talk loudly. "I... I'm sorry... I... I regret what happened! I should have never told you! I did a horrible mistake! Now I'm the monster, not my brother! You're better off without me!" She snarled at herself and in half a second she began to dart away from the cave. Her impulsive nature began to settle in quick. She ran, even if somewhat slowly, she ran as fast as she could. Tears began streaming down her delicate face and sink in her tricolored fur. She regretted everything--the day they met, and the moment she told him... about Turok, about her nightmares, about everything. Kismet had all the right to be disgusted, to be awkward, to be like this around her. She was nothing but filth, and no one would ever cleanse her. 

She began to look for a hideout as soon as she exited the cave. Between trees and rocks, she found a small den, in which she took refuge in. It had the scent of another small critter, probably a fox or something, but she didn't care. She curled up in a ball and began to cry uncontrollably. Even if she desired to be alone, she wanted Kismet to follow her and tell her that everything would be okay, and that he would never hurt her again. But due to the fact that she thought he was disgusted of her, she threw away the thought and burried her face in her body fur and her tail covered her face.


Why was I born? To suffer? To die in agonizing emotional pain? Everytime. Everytime I try to forgive and move on, people hurt me. I deserve it. I am crud. I am worthless of attention and care. Inaya... ugh. Even I disgust myself. You worthless piece of crap. You deserve what your brother did to you. You're worth nothing. The only wolf that you ever trusted doesn't even want to talk to you. I should have known better to never trust. Never trust again, Inaya. Never, never trust again...

OOC: poor both x.x they are so angsty and cute and asdjkhasdh <33 reply soon!

Tag: @kismet

Words: 868

Mood: mixed emotions

Muse: good!

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Kismet did notice that his sudden awkwardness and hesitation was making the wolfess uncomfortable, but he told himself that it was because she didn't like his behavior. He felt that his division was so clear, despite his efforts to control and subdue his emotions, that there was no doubt as to why the femme would be uncomfortable. Why shouldn't she? And his indecisiveness would only make him more unattractive then ever. Despite his pure intentions, why would any wolf want to even know someone who had a hard time making up his mind?

He was so unsure of himself that his stomach was beginning to feel uneasy. And then, when he offered to hunt for her, she forced a smile. He instinctively knew that it was forced, despite the fact that he barely knew this wolf, had barely interacted with her, and had only seen her smile a few times. He tried not to dwell on the fact that it was faked, but it seemed to consume him. And then a tiny light sparkled in those grey eyes, and a beautiful voice rang out. It hesitated, but it was reinforced by a swinging of a black tail.

That...would be great, dear.

A huge wave of something flowed over the male. He smiled hugely when she called him dear. The strange emotion came back like a tidal wave. His tail flitted back and forth at a mad pace. His eyes lost their awkward tone for half a minute. He instinctively reached out his muzzle toward her and then stopped half-way. She asked him the most unusual question, and all at once, his previous state of confusion, despair, and awkward hesitation overwhelmed him once more. He watched as her ears slowly flattened as he spoke. Depression settled into her face as he broke off without finishing.

And then she began to cry. Kismet watched with sudden deep anguish and concern as her face transformed. Her smile remained as tears began to poor down her face. And then, her smile slowly transformed into a deep frown. He watched as a terrible light slowly came into her eyes. He didn't like it. It was the light of realization, but Kismet suddenly knew that it was a mistaken realization. She had not noticed how deep his concern for her was! She had mistaken his awkward behavior as something else.

Kismet was already on his feet, searching through her eyes with his own for some way to fix this when suddenly, Inaya stood. She fixed her grey gaze onto his own blue eyes directly. Her eyes became hard, and her tone was even.

It always happens, Kismet.

She lowered her head, breaking eye contact, and then she shoutingly choked out words that stopped the male's heart and made his gaze blank.

I... I'm sorry... I... I regret what happened! I should have never told you! I did a horrible mistake! Now I'm the monster, not my brother! You're better off without me!

Kismet's ears instantly flattened to his head at the word 'regret'. As soon as she finished speaking, she snarled. Then she whirled, and dashed away from him. Kismet's entire body froze at the sound of the snarl and his ears echoed with the sound of her words. I regret what happened! I never should have told you!! The words spun until his head began to swim crazily. He felt so dizzy that his vision began to swirl. He thought that he saw Inaya in his vision still, but in reality, she had disappeared several minutes ago. He became so frozen that his mind didn't even register that she was really gone until a loud CRACK! resounded in his ears and pain shot through his body.

He blinked slowly. He looked around confusedly for several long minutes before he realized that he was laying on his side. The sound had come from his body hitting the rock, and had only been so loud because of his state of mind. And the pain had been because he had fallen very oddly, as he hadn't moved at all during the fall, and so he had hit his shoulder pretty badly. It was probably bruised.

Slowly, he looked up and lifted his head. It was suddenly completely silent, and the silence haunted him. His mind was silent. The air was stale. The cave was stuffy. The scent of the elk only nauseated him. His full stomach which had caused him to feel content and drowsy earlier now felt painfully bloated and heavy. He panted slightly. He was disoriented, but he was so confused as to why the sudden stinging words of the Mexican Wolf who had abruptly departed had shocked him so. He hadn't felt that kind of disorientation since--

Kismet slowly padded out of the cave. He paused, his blue eyes roving the land for any sign of her. He inhaled deeply to clear his mind, but instead of being cleared it went from cloudy and slow to alight with a heated flame. It happened so suddenly that it took him a moment to focus. After that moment, he inhaled again.

Inaya...

He spoke her name aloud. His voice caressed the name at the same time that it was filled with urgency. He was going to find her. He went slowly, carefully tracking her scent. He somehow knew that she wouldn't go too far, either because of her injured leg or some other reason. It wouldn't bother her, but her pace couldn't be too fast...Oh, it's useless! He could be tracking her for days.

Kismet became caught up in his uncharacteristically pessimistic thoughts. Why would she not run so far that I wouldn't be able to find her until she would have time to move again? Why would she ever want to see my face again? I certainly don't! He suddenly stopped. He stopped moving, stopped thinking. I hurt her... The realization came with a tidal wave of sadness. He--Kismet--had hurt Inaya. How could he be so insensitive? He had been so caught up in his own feelings and desires, and his need to do the right thing, that he hadn't been able to see what was right in front of him!

A sorrowful expression took over the male's light-hued maw. And then he looked up, determination gleaming in his blue orbs. He would find her, and make it right. With this, he inhaled once more. And then he froze once more. This time it wasn't for very long.

He had lost the scent.

While he had been caught up in his own thoughts and feelings--yet again--he had lost the scent! How could he be so stupid? Fury arose in him, and then died just as quickly as it arose. Throwing his head back, Kismet opened his maw and did something that he hadn't done since he had lost himself from Eclipse. He howled with such an anguish that it shook the trees. Sorrow, despair, regret: these were the things that exploded from the sound. It was a long sound, but at the same time it was absolutely beautiful. Any wolf that heard it would feel pity for the poor soul who was going through such torment.

Kismet howled until he could howl no more, and then he collapsed to the ground where he stood. Sleep would not come to him tonight. He would never sleep until he found the elusive, insecure wolfess that consumed all of his thoughts.

"Talking."

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The birds chirped joyously and the trees danced with the wind. The sky was bright, and the sun was mighty and glorious. The clouds slowly passed by above Earth's inhabitants, reminding them that they are so small compared to them. The grass was flirting with the wind, dancing to it, as if it were a pleasure. The air was getting chilly, but it was comfortable to whoever was enjoying the scenery. All this beauty was meaningless to Inaya, because right now, she was curled up in a den, not wanting to come out. The Mexican femme's grey oculars were bloodshot from so much crying and due to the fact that she had dozed off a few minutes ago. She had lost track of time, and for a moment she didn't remember why was she there. She looked at the exit of the den, which was under some roots of a tree. She peeked her head out and looked both ways, not before squinting her eyes due to the change of lightning.

Inaya sighed and began to remember why was she there. Kismet, the only wolf that didn't leave her mind, had hurt her. She felt that Kismet was uncomfortable around her, and she really felt rejected. Maybe she misread him, or maybe she read false information in his eyes... she wasn't sure. All she knew was that she had left running and he didn't chase her. She wasn't worth being chased after, anyway. She returned to her previous ball position and a lone tear began to stream down her cheek. Her eyes reflected pain, misery, rejection... sorrow. She felt alone, and in her eyes, the feeling of being alone was the worse torture any soul could experience. Inaya, all those years ago, had a bad company, so she learned that being alone was the best for her. But right now, the tables turned, and the feeling of loneliness was beginning to feel like her worst nightmare--even worse than Turok.

She understood many things curled up in a ball inside of a fox's den. In that moment, she let her pessimist thoughts invade her once more. The mocking face of Turok slowly came back, but she tried to ignore it. Kismet had all the right to feel nauseated by her--she was way too broken, too damaged--and she would bring only sadness and depression to his heart. She preferred to see him happy, even if it costed her own sanity. In just two meetings, this wolf had achieved something that no other had. He had broken some barriers that she had put in her heart against reality, against love, and against friendship. Against forgiveness... against survival; life... In just two meetings, Kismet had rocked her world... and somehow, she was ready for it.

She sighed and out of the blue, she heard a howl. It was Kismet. His howl was filled with angst, despair and desperation... sorrow and hope. In just a deep howl, she had deciphered various feelings; a deep frown masked her face. If she howled back, he would know her location and maybe they would fix things. But for some reason, she wanted to remain quiet and never be found. Kismet didn't deserve such a monster like her; he was too good for her. He was too good to be true, and she was a beast. But her heart desired to howl as loudly as she could, and to let him know that she forgave him. Five minutes passed by, and she was still indecisive, but her heart took over her mind, and she exited the den. It felt like she was exiting from her own mind bubble into the hands of hope. She lifted her head, filled her lungs with air and howled.

Her howl was broken, but strong and clear. She made a long howl, filled with the same emotions Kismet howled at her. Inaya was determined, however--she loved how Kismet, somehow, had broken some walls. She knew he'd help her. She knew he would be the wolf that would rescue her from herself. All she had to do was wait for him to come and rescue her, to tell her that everything would be alright between the two. In just two meetings, this wolf had achieved something that Inaya long thought lost. 

The desire to keep living.

OOC: i loved your post and i also loved mine <33 reply soon~

Tag: @kismet

Words: 735

Mood: alone, depressed, hopeful

Muse: it's grrrrreat!

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The lightly-colored male was still. His eyes were half-closed in disbelief. How could he have let himself get so sidetracked in his pain that he could lose the scent trail? How could he? His mind was in a torrent. You hurt her...it's only because I listened to you! Wrong, it's because you argued. a tear escaped, and he suddenly blinked in surprise. A...a tear? He hadn't cried since...since--

He lay there for what felt like hours. Wallowing. For once, he was not alert and listening for intruders. Inaya could have walked right by him and he wouldn't have noticed. In actuality, it was mere minutes that he lay there. His mind continued to war with itself. And then suddenly, his thoughts were cut off rather abruptly. A sudden noise rose over the air. It was strong. Clear. But it was broken.

It was a howl. A beautiful, beautiful howl. Strong. Clear. It was filled with a sadness, and hinted at a secret hope. There was a note of determination in the howl, and that was what made it strong and clear. A beautiful hope filled the male, and he jumped to his feet within seconds of first hearing the sound. He imagined the gorgeous wolf, head lifted, ears flattened, maw opened. He could picture her easily as his audits picked up the strange and beautiful notes of her howl.

As soon as he was on his feet, he leapt into action. She wasn't as far as he had thought. He was actually quite close, considering. On the way, he took down a rabbit and a squirrel, prey he happened to scent in time to kill before they heard his thundering paws. His heart filled with the strange emotion, but this time, he didn't war with himself. He refused to let himself war now. That would of course happen later, but he was determined to silence his mind and just be himself when he was around her.

He came upon her just as the last notes of her howl drifted on the wind. He sped forwards, seeing her form. Her head slowly came back to average level. Her grey eyes were completely unreadable, and as he approached, he slowed. He was really quite a sight to see. His white and light grey pelt was covered in leaves, and a few twigs jutted out. From his mouth, which bore an impeccable smile, hung his prey. He carried the rabbit by one limp hind leg, and the squirrel by its tail. He slowed to a trot, and then, as he reached the femme, he slowly walked forward. He lowered his head, and in a gentlemanly fashion, he laid the prey in front of her forepaws. His smile never left, only lessened and became more shy as he lifted his head.

His eyes sparkled, and the combination made him look confident and eager, but also cautious. Slowly, his smile became a grin, and he spoke in a serious, but gentle tone.

It's very nice to see you, Inaya. His tone turned casual as he said, I didn't forget that you were hungry, m'lady...

Kismet paused, giving her plenty of time to eat, if she was going to, before he spoke once more. His voice was sincere, and deep with emotion, mostly the strange emotion that he couldn't figure out.

Inaya, please forgive me. It was utterly thoughtless and insensitive of me to act the way I did earlier today. You must believe that I had the purest intentions. I was...warring mentally about how I should ask, and the question that you asked...it threw me off guard. I didn't know if I should tell you how I had battled with myself about what to do, or if you would find that inappropriate because of the short time that we have known each other. Because I was undecided, I wasn't thinking about myself at all, and I therefore have no idea what I appeared like to you. Please forgive me. It's no excuse, and I won't do it again.

He finished with a promise, and his eyes showed how much he meant it. There was a slight smile on his maw; it was slightly hopeful, but also prepared for rejection.

"Talking."

WORDS: 000 | TAGGED: @inaya | NOTES: sorry it took so long. I hate my post :c but I LOVED yours<3 anyway, have fun! Reply soon

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Inaya stood there, and as she let out the final breath of her howl, she felt anxious. It was a deep and agonizing anticipation of what would happen next. Would they fix things, or would she ruin things even more? She had no idea, so she gulped down her thoughts and did a heavy sigh. Her ears were drawn back, and her tail low, yet she was looking around nervously. What if another wolf heard her call, or what if a predator such as a cougar or something hurt her? She had no idea if there were any cougars in Anikira, but she sure hoped they were not around. She raised her ears in search of any signs of life behind the abundant plant life.

In a matter of seconds, a white figure began to emerge from the shadows. His loving ocean eyes looked at her lovingly, yet with a hint of shyness and guilt. She wagged her tail and once again flattened her ears against her skull. She became even more nervous now. She knew that he would react by yelling or something, or that she would maybe do something that would ruin things. However, she observed that he had two small animals hanging from his mouth. He... he had hunted for her? She blushed and looked to the ground, feeling incredibly embarrassed and guilty. She still felt hurt because of his behavior, yet she was eager to fix things. She observed as Kismet walked towards her and placed the catch in front of her feet. She looked at the animals with hungry eyes and licked her maw. She looked at Kismet directly at his eyes, yet this time in a tone of gratitude, and smiled.

She then heard his voice. She felt shivers down her spine and some sort of calm and peace entered her as she heard him speak. "It's very nice to see you, Inaya. I didn't forget that you were hungry, m'lady..." He was killing her with so much kindness! He didn't care how she reacted earlier before? She blushed even heavier than before and lowered her head. "It's.. It's nice to see you too, Kismet. And... thank you so much, dear." She wagged her tail and then grabbed the rabbit, tearing through its flesh in desperation. She was starving, so this was helping her at least cope for a few days until she made a bigger catch. After some minutes, she had eaten everything to the bone, and licked her maw. Suddenly, she heard his voice once more.

He apologized to her by saying that it was thoughtless of him to act the way he did. He had the purest intentions and he talked about his mental war that he had at that moment. He then, after telling her that he was undecided and not thinking well, he didn't know how he had reacted. He apologized once more and made a promise to her that he wouldn't do it again. She smiled and her eyes filled with tears, yet she managed to contain them--was this wolf for real? Did he really care for her that much, that he followed her and apologized? No one had done that for her before, and it even felt alien somehow. Yet she loved the feeling he gave her that moment--a moment of worth, of self-value and care. She smiled wide, wagged her tail and impulsively, she approached him and nuzzled her face into his neck affectionately. His fur was extremely soft and his scent was intoxicating. Her tail wagged a mile a minute, and she then began to cry of joy. "Thank you for caring, Kismet. Just... just thank you for caring. I... I forgive you. And please forgive me for running from you like that. Thank you!"

When she realized what she was doing, she slowly backed away and blushed heavily. "I... I uh... I'm sorry!" She giggled shyly and looked at him lovingly. She then grabbed the other catch, and walked towards the den. She looked at him and motioned him to follow her into the den, because it was big enough for the both of them. She eagerly awaited him to join her, so she wagged her tail in anticipation.

OOC: Done! <33

Tag: @kismet

Words: 717

Mood: happy

Muse: pretty good!

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It's-it's nice to see you too, Kismet. And...thank you so much, dear.

She looked directly into his eyes, and smiled. When she did so, her grey eyes lit up incredibly. Her tail began to wag, and Kismet smiled back. His heart hurt terribly. He was so relieved, so happy, that he thought he might burst. He was still unsure of himself, and would probably war with himself mentally later, but for now he had decided to just be himself. He wanted to make her happy. And he wouldn't ever be the source of her hurt again. He promised himself this as she tore into the rabbit. She had it cleaned down to the bone in a very short time.

As she licked her maw, he began his apology, and was completely surprised to see joyful disbelief shining in her eyes. She smiled hugely, and tears quickly filled up her grey eyes and began to overflow. His breath caught in his throat at the sight. Instinctively, he took a step forward, making the distance between them only about a foot.

Inaya, he whispered. His voice was deep and husky, and his eyes searched hers desperately. Please, don't cry. What's wrong, love?

The word was out of his mouth before he could stop himself. He spoke it with an intense emotion. It was so intense that he shocked himself. What was that? He knew that he deeply cared for her, and that he desperately wanted to protect her. He also knew that being around her made him want to be the best he'd ever been, and her company was almost his favorite now. He also still hungered for her laugh. But he couldn't put it all together. He didn't know.

And just at that moment, she smiled hugely. Her tail began to wag and she stepped forward. And then the most amazing thing happened. She pushed her muzzle into his neck affectionately and nuzzled him. She was so close that her scent wafted strongly into his nose. He wanted to breathe it in deeply, but his breath was coming in short, shallow puffs. His heart beat a mile a minute. He was so shocked that he couldn't move. He longed to press his face into her own fur, but something held him frozen. And then her tail began to wag at an incredible speed. A swoosh, swoosh resounded at every back and forth motion. She began to cry harder, pushing her face deeper into his snowy fur. His blue eyes scanned her, ecstasy and incredulity written on his face. Was this--?

Thank you for caring, Kismet. Just... just thank you for caring. I... I forgive you. And please forgive me for running from you like that. Thank you!

His breath caught in his throat once more. Her voice had never been more beautiful, and it was filled with some strange emotion. Had no one ever treated her decently in her life?! His breath came back, but was short and heavy again.

Inaya-- His voice broke and a tear fell down his face. He couldn't--words couldn't explain how he felt. Suddenly, she stopped nuzzling him and stepped back. She blushed heavily, and then quickly spoke a short apology. And then she giggled shyly. His audits automatically pricked toward the noise. This was a dream. It must be. It still wasn't a laugh, but it was a giggle. The second time. Her grey eyes found his blue ones. They reflected each other. Both were filled with the same emotion that puzzled the male. And then, before he could move, she picked up the squirrel and turned, trotting over to a small den. His steps immediately followed hers. She turned to motion to him to follow her, but it was unnecessary as he stayed right behind her the whole time. He wasn't letting her out of his site until he had to. And if she ran again, he would follow immediately. She wasn't escaping this time.

She stopped inside the den. Her tail wagged, and as he stepped in, he stopped too. The den was big enough for the both of them, but it was small. A wide smile covered his face and he looked down at her. For some unknown reason he really liked how small the den was. The weather had turned cold, and they would be forced to lay pretty close. He didn't want to take liberties, but at the moment, he was passed thinking things through. Her previous actions and words had stirred his strange emotion until it had consumed him.

Therefore, as he looked down at her, smiling widely, his blue gaze stared into hers. He stepped forward and nuzzled her affectionately. This time he drank in her scent richly. He sighed contentedly and pushed his side into hers briefly before laying down. His head buzzed with her scent.

Kismet was in heaven.

"Talking."

WORDS: 000 | TAGGED: @inaya | NOTES: they're so adorable ;u; we need two more threads and then let's make them mates. I can't wait any longer<33 one thread where there isn't any sad drama, then the one where she calls him Kizzy, then the one where he asks her to be his mate. I'll have to do liquid time with Zira or something xD anyway, lets drag this out a couple more replies, what you think?

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Inaya's heart pounded like it had never before. All of her doubts, boundaries and thoughts were washed away by his presence. As soon as she saw him, her past became nonexistent and the only thing that mattered was that moment with him. All of her insecurities were blurry to her eyes and mind because he was her only priority. He had proved so much to her in such a small time that she had decided to let go of many things in her life. Her insecurities, her past, her brother, and her boundaries were being washed away by Kismet's ocean eyes. She still could not believe how blessed she was, and she could not believe that she actually thought she was blessed. For many years she thought that she was cursed and a monster because of her tragic past. But Kismet, with that calming voice and his humble heart, slowly made her come out of her once unbreakable shell.

They were in the den, very close together. Inaya looked at Kismet's sapphire eyes and so did he. He suddenly nuzzled her affectionately and something happened to her body. All of her thoughts stopped, and the feeling of being touched with care and not with hatred made her feel in ecstasy. As he nuzzled her, she smiled and looked at him yet again. Once he got comfortable, she went ahead and placed her head below his neck and nuzzled his neck fur. She began to sniff him and pressed her body against his, feeling his warmth embrace her softly. She lifted her head from his neck and licked his cheek lovingly and softly, and blushed heavily. She felt an emotion that she had never felt before. It was strange, but very much tangible and present in this tender moment. It was cold, but her temperature was pretty high. She felt shivers that ran down her spine, and she felt that she wanted more. Inaya began to control herself, but the pure euphoria of these emotions proved too much for the delicate female.

"Kismet..." She whispered his name like a soft melody that escaped from her maw. She felt safe here with him, and this moment was perfect. She had no idea what was going on, or why was she behaving like this, but for once she decided to feel like this. For all her life she longed a loving touch, a deep, caring stare, or even someone who cared. Now that she found Kismet, she would never let go. With him she felt complete. She then placed her head softly on his front legs like she did the first time they met. Inaya smiled, and with a soft sigh, she slowly drifted away in slumber.

OOC:  I agree! Let's roll with it And OMG they are so adorable hnnng i can't too many feels -crawls away-

Tag: @kismet

Words: 457

Mood: blissful

Muse: pretty good!

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As he nuzzled her, he felt her head move. When he pulled away to push his body against hers briefly, her eyes sought his eagerly. Complete ecstasy filled and overflowed her grey eyes and made Kismet sigh contentedly. He lay down quickly, hoping desperately that she would lay down against him, instead of merely beside him. He looked up to see what she would do, and was ecstatic to see her lay down as well. At first she simply lay beside him, but she immediately pushed her head under his chin and nuzzled him, burying her face in his soft neck fur. Then the femme did what his heart most desired.

She inhaled his scent deeply, and pressed her body against his. Automatically, he readjusted how he laid so that his body enveloped hers. His entire body pulsed with the strange emotion that suddenly overpowered him. She lifted her head to lick his cheek softly, and then she sought his eyes again and blushed. Was this a dream? Was this really real? He looked into her eyes and then leaned forward to lick her cheek. He gently touched his nose to one of her ears and closed his eyes in utter bliss. Shivers ran down Inaya's spine. Kismet only felt the because her body was pressed against his. He flexed his muscles and laid his large tail over her back to warm her.

Kismet...

At the sound of his name, he moved his head back so that his eyes sought a beautiful grey pair that stared right back at him. The way she said his name...he couldn't help it. A warm smile lit up his face and his eyes sparkled. His heart was so full he thought it might burst. His heart beat so loudly that he thought she would hear it for sure. He never wanted this moment to end. He parted his maw slightly to ask her to say his name again but before he could say anything, she laid her head on his forelegs as she had done the first time they met. She shifted her weight comfortably, pushing her head into his chest, and closed her eyes. She sighed softly, smiling, and before long she had drifted off into a deep slumber.

Kismet smiled, and was extremely thankful that Inaya was asleep. Tears began pouring from his eyes in heavy streams. They were tears of joy and hope. He fervently wished for this all to be true, but he feared that it wasn't. How could...she was two years younger than him. Didn't she want someone who was younger? What if he...what if something happened? He had heard the rumors of the murderous pack that had banded together. But he had never heard them. They were good: extremely silent. What if they...attacked him? He was an excellent fighter, but if he was outnumbered he could be killed. Also, if these wolves were so silent, they were probably trained assassins. One of them could be able to take him down--granted, not without acquiring serious injury--unless...unless they came from behind and killed him before he could react.

What if they found Inaya? He growled quietly at the thought, his face contorting into a mild snarl. No. They would never get her. He swore to himself in that moment to protect her. And he decided that he would never leave her from this moment on. Even if she wanted him to leave, he would not. He would protect her at all costs. If she chose to leave him, he would follow her discreetly. He would never leave her unprotected.

NEVER!

"Talking."

WORDS: 000 | TAGGED: @inaya | NOTES: closed? Lol you made her go to sleep and our next thread starts with them waking up together the next morning xD also, wow. I'm kind of scared for Zaida now o3o