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A cold dawn emerged over the horizon. The morning was cold yet cozy, inviting anyone to keep dreaming until noon. The leaves and grass were covered with tiny, crystalline droplets which made the scene even more beautiful. The birds were chirping yet it was quiet, as if the birds were the only ones awake. The sky was a faded purple, then turned to orange and red with a pinch of yellow, creating a spectacular entrance for the sun, which ascended slowly into the heavens. Yet, even if nature was already waking up, two wolves were curled up in a den; a white one and a brown one, creating some sort of ying-yang with their colors... perfectly balanced.

The brown wolf moved a little, often cuddling a little closer to the silver one. She smiled contentedly, and sighed often. Even if she was sound asleep, she was still smiling. Inaya, the brown wolfess, usually had nightmares when she slept. They involved her brother heavily, and these nightmares traumatized her even more, because she couldn't sleep. She had forgotten how much she needed to sleep--sometimes she went days or weeks without a peaceful night slumber--and she had also forgotten how refreshing it was to sleep a complete night without intrusion of her brother. Kismet, the white wolf, proved to be a huge source of comfort, making her feel loved and protected for once in her life. Inaya's eyes were semi-opened, and her mind was somewhat conscious, yet she stood there, all curled up against Kismet, not wanting this moment to end.

In the previous day, Kismet had hunted for her, but that food went by quickly. Inaya began to feel hungry, but it was not too bad; she was used to the feeling, so she ignored it for a moment. Yet, her hunger betrayed her and her stomach grumbled very loudly, which made her lift her head slowly and widen her eyes. "Oh!" She giggled a little and then an expression of sadness took her face gradually. How long had it been since she had eaten a full meal? She had grown accustomed to eating rabbits, squirrels and other small animals for survival, but she needed a full meal to feel better. She looked at Kismet and blushed due to her previous stomach sound, yet she hoped that he had heard it--oh boy, was she starved!

OOC:  awwh I love them so much ;u; reply soon!

Tag: @kismet

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Mood: hungry

Muse: fair!

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Kismet stood under the moonlight. His white coat was only amplified to an intense beautiful by the white light of the moon. Likewise, his blue eyes doubled in intensity. A Mexican she-wolf was laying down only a few feet away. She was peacefully asleep, and Kismet was torn. Should he wake her? He wanted to touch her--the feeling was so intense that it shook his psyche--but he was afraid of her reaction. He remembered with perfect clarity her distrustful snarl, her pain and tear-filled eyes, her utter terror. His heart beat with incredible rapidity. He moved in slow motion as he cut the distance between them in half. He gently nudged the wolf with his nose, and licked her muzzle affectionately.

Inaya...

The she-wolf's eyes snapped open, and her body shuddered at his touch. Kismet moved his head up quickly in surprise, and the she-wolf used the opportunity to get to her feet and jump away from him. Her grey eyes were lit up with fire: an angry and terrified fire. She snarled at him.

STAY AWAY FROM ME! I knew it! I knew...I COULDN'T TRUST YOU! Don't touch me! I shouldn't have told you! I REGRET telling you!

The large male's mind reeled. He felt dizzy. The she-wolf whirled and darted away. Kismet jumped after her, trying to catch her. But his vision swirled, and his mind was overcome by dizziness.

INAYA!!

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Kismet's eyes snapped open. It took him a minute to realize that what had awoken him was his scream. His body shuddered and his breathing came heavily. He blinked and then looked around. It was morning. The sun was just beginning to inch over the horizon. Inaya lay curled up against him, smiling in her sleep. He whispered her name quietly to himself, and licked her ear. Just a dream... he told himself. He smiled warmly and pushed his nose gently into her warm fur, drinking in her scent until his head swam with it.

Suddenly the femme's stomach grumbled loudly in the small space. Inaya lifted her head quickly, and looked at him shyly. She giggled, looking up at him sheepishly as a pink blush colored her cheeks. Kismet chuckled. Somehow, he was hungry too. It was probably the stress he had gone through in the past twenty-four hours. It had digested the elk he had eaten more rapidly than normal. He pulled back his head from her fur so that their eyes met. He wished that they could lay together forever. He smiled and nuzzled her affectionately, before whispering in her ear.

Time to hunt again already, love? Would you like to help me today?

Kismet licked her ear again, pressing his body closer to hers for another minute, drinking in the way it made him feel. He sighed then, and reluctantly rose to his feet. He stepped outside the den, and stretched thoroughly before shaking out his coat. When he stood again, a large yawn escaped his maw. He licked his lips, and then turned to wait for Inaya.

"Talking."

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UGHHHH FOR SOME ODD REASON I DELETED THE POST I HAD HERE UGH IM SO MAD IM SO SO SORRY UGH >.<!!!!!!!!!!! Ugh. 

OOC:  IM SO SORRY

Tag: FUURIOUS

Words: 000

Mood: MAD

Muse: ANGRY

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The Mexican she-wolf followed Kismet out of the den quickly, and then stopped to stretch and yawn lazily. She trotted over towards the male, her ears flattening and raising in anticipation. Her eyes shone brilliantly with trust and excitement. But when she spoke, her voice was laced with uncertainty and insecurity.

Uhh...I-I don't know how to hunt big animals. What should we do?

Kismet smiled sweetly at the femme. She had never hunted big game before. But this didn't surprise him--not really. Based on what she had told him of her past, it would have surprised him if she had hunted big game before. He smiled as he thought of how best to handle to situation. And then the most brilliant idea popped into his head. Of course! She would take Eclipse's role! His sweet smile turned into a huge grin and his tail began to wag.

I--I think we need a plan, love...right?

Kismet chuckled humorously. He nosed her shoulder and then began to walk himself, still chuckling, in the direction of Nyjoro Hills. He had heard of the bison and elk that resided there. Inaya was following him at a strange pace. She moved as though excited but nervously anxious. This only made him laugh again, though he turned and licked her ear at the same moment to soften his laugh--should she take it the wrong way.

He smiled widely at her as he explained his simple plan. He described it in detail as they walked, and just as they approached the first tiny crest of Nyjoro Hills, his voice stilled. He smiled, and chuckled quietly in anticipation. And then he stopped moving and inhaled the air. His ears flicked every now and then. He would never let on just how skilled of a hunter he was, because he was modest. But he never consciously decided whether or not to use the full extent of his capabilities. He simply went into hunt mode, and hunted the way he always did. Every scent came to his nostrils, and no sound was made that he did not hear. His muscles were tensed ever so slightly, and he stood in the slightest crouch.

And then the scent came to him. Bison. He had chosen bison over elk--he had already scented a nearby herd--because he thought that his plan would work better. Especially since Inaya had zero experience. If she made a mistake, it could still work, so long as Kismet stayed focused. Which would not be a problem for the experienced hunter. He nodded infinitesimally towards his companion, and then began to move. His limbs trotted gracefully, a he navigated through the bottoms of the hills to remain stealthy, but his movements also had a well-versed, experienced stealth to them. His ears kept the sounds of the bison male before him, and his nose drew in the scent periodically.

Finally, they neared the valley that the male resided in. Kismet stopped several hills away, and listened. He was alone. Either he was a young male who did not yet have a herd, or his herd was off a few feet as he protected them, perfect. Their plan would work perfectly them. Kismet flicked his tail very slightly--a signal for Inaya to get into place. And then he bounded away in total silence. He was gone, and only minutes later, he was in place. His muscles bunched in anticipation.

He was ready.

"Talking."

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Inaya's heart pounded in anticipation as they arrived to Nyjoro Hills. Every time she asked Kismet a question, he laughed lovingly at her. She laughed insecurely back, yet she felt really nervous about this. Since her brother did all the hunting, she had literally no clue how to hunt. Alas, she was too small and weak to hunt big game on her own, and her limp didn't help her at all. However, she trusted Kismet with all her heart, for she knew that he had a plan for this much-needed hunt, so she decided to calm down somewhat. As they reached their goal, Kismet had explained to her their plan. She looked at him with bright eyes, yet with some sort of insecurity. The plan was simple--he was going to wait in a certain spot, and she was going to distract or confuse the bison. It would give Kismet a chance to do the kill if everything turned out correctly. She wagged her tail and licked his maw before they went their separate ways to start the hunt.

Kismet's plan seemed perfect, so she somehow felt ready. She began to concentrate on what was about to happen, pushing away every bit of thought that seemed to only slow her down. Kismet had walked away to his place, and so had Inaya. She moved softly, trying to not startle the bison too soon. It was a male--if the catch was successful, they would have food for a good time! The male was alone, which made everything much easier, she guessed. She tried to lay as flat as possible to the ground, trying to hide beneath the grass. Suddenly, she stepped on a small twig, which made the bison's head pop searching for the sound. She remained still, not moving an inch. The bison kept chewing on grass, and when Inaya was a few steps closer to it, she exited from the grass and stepped in front of the bison. She then made a fake fall and whimper, which made the bison feel confused. It probably didn't know whether to attack or to maybe run away based on her actions. The bison's muscles were ready to run, but it was severely confused, having no idea of his impending doom.


Inaya filled her lungs with air before screaming.


"NOW!"

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OOC: IM SO SORRY I DELETED MY LAST REPLY I HAVE NO FREAKING IDEA HOW but blahdasdjsaiodasd sorry for the late reply x.x will not happen again

Tag: @kismet

Words: 375

Mood: READY

Muse: OKAY

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The Mexican turned her grey eyes on him, and normally it would've melted his heart. But he was already in his hunter mode, so he simply smiled warmly and touched his nose to her ear. It was a gesture that was becoming much to frequent and soothing to the male. He didn't notice the insecurity that hid in her eyes, as her tail wagged slightly and her warm tongue caressed his maw. And then he was gone.

He stalked silently toward the unsuspecting bison until he was in position. He could just see the bison's head and throat through the thick foliage that separated predator and prey. The wind deadened just then, keeping the bull ignorant of his coming demise. He was indeed a young male, so he must have just been kicked out of his herd to start his own, as he didn't have any females with him. Kismet smiled slightly, and his snowy ears swiveled to pick up his companions movements. He watched her with his ears alone. His mind created a picture of her, gliding through the hills in perfect stealth, although his ears informed him that her stealth wasn't quite perfected, until she was in position. He heard her steps become slightly more purposeful, and watched as the bison looked up from grazing.

He slowly returned to grazing after a few moments, and Kismet heard Inaya continue. She stepped into the open, his ears told him, and then he heard a pain-filled whimper, and the sound of her crashing down. The bison's head snapped up, and he stared in the direction that Kismet knew Inaya to be in. Kismet hesitated only half a second--her cry had sounded so real that he had believed it to be so for that length--before he moved. He crouched silently and sprang into the air. Just as he landed on the unsuspecting bison, he heard Inaya shout to him, and then his claws tore into the male's still soft hide, and his teeth sank into his neck. Kismet bit deeply into the jugular. The male was just barely big enough that Kismet would not be able to snap his neck, and so he clung to the bison's jugular until he suffocated and fell limp beneath the wolf. Kismet looked up quickly, and a huge grin spread across his face. For a moment his mind was transformed to years ago, and the wolf that lay before him turned black, and her grey eyes became yellow. He half-expected some male wolf to jump between them, asking if Inaya was alright, and then reprimanding Kismet for stealing her kill. Kismet laughed loudly at the memory, and he slowly came out of his hunting mode.

Filled with sudden glee, he leapt off his kill, an pranced about Inaya gracefully, licking her shoulder, hip, hip, shoulder, and nose. He urged her to stand and then stopped in front of her and nuzzled her affectionately without thinking. He wasn't thinking about later. He just thought that their paths would never separate again. How could they? He had vowed the night before to never let it happen. He touched his nose to her ear, inhaling deeply, and then whispered quietly, his voice tickling her ear.

You were amazing, my dearest Inaya.

He spoke her name like a song: as if she were an angel.

"Talking."

WORDS: 000 | TAGGED: @inaya | NOTES: sorry for lateness!! Reply soon!!!! You tell me how long you want to drag it out before the glorious drama, I don't care! I'm good with only a couple posts, or ten posts!! Lol :3

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Inaya smiled and licked her lips as she saw the success in Kismet's kill. She felt proud of herself for actually gathering the strength and valor that she needed to complete the task. In the past, she would've cowered with fear and insecurity and she would have preferred to sleep that night hungry, because she was so scared like that. But her heart fluttered with courage and adrenaline for the first time in her life. Kismet did that to her, actually. He reached depths inside her that no one had ventured or discovered before, not even herself. He was unlocking her true potential, slowly and reassuringly, and she was loving it every time more. Her brother was no longer in her mind as a nightmare, but as a memory--even if she still felt some heartache towards him, she decided to forgive him and to keep moving forward because Kismet was now the only one that clouded her thoughts and her mind. 

He leapt off his kill and began to lick her and nuzzle her lovingly. She returned the same happiness and affection towards him, licking him in his cheek, neck and shoulder and wagging her tail uncontrollably. They looked like two six-month old pups, tail wagging with glee. She began to laugh. This time, a small giggle wasn't enough, so she began to laugh out loud, happily for the first time. The feeling was even alien for her, but again, Kismet did that. He had found loyalty in her heart.

Then, his voice made its way into her ear, giving her a sensation of joy and love at the same time. "You were amazing, my dearest Inaya." Her heart fluttered and her eyes glistened with joy. She licked his muzzle softly and stepped back a few inches to look at him directly in the eyes. "I couldn't have done it without you, my love." Her heart was so fast that it ached... or was it her stomach? A loud sound emerged from her insides, signaling that it was time to eat and enjoy their meal. Inaya giggled lightheartedly and nuzzled Kismet again, her tail never ceasing to move. She then looked over at the carcass and then at Kismet. "Let's eat!"


She then walked over the body and began to rip through the flesh, eating desperately. She didn't know how long had it been since her last full meal, and she didn't know when the next one would be, so she decided to make good use of it. She kept eating, suddenly focusing on filling her empty stomach only. Her maw filled with blood, but she didn't care at all. As she ate, her tail wagged happily and quickly. She then looked at Kismet, lifting her head and licking her maw. "This is sooo good..."  She smiled and kept eating. After some good minutes, she was full for the first time of her life. She licked her maw and proceeded to lie down, sighing happily. "Oh! I'm stuffed... we're a great team, aren't we dear?" She laughed heartily, waiting anxiously for his voice again to answer her once more.

 

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OOC: Done! <3 I kinda liked my reply, but I loved yours. Reply soon! <3 How about you reply, then I reply with the Kizzy thing? Or is it too soon? D:
Tag: @kismet

Words: 532

Mood: happy, full

Muse: OKAY

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Kismet's heart warmed terrifically when Inaya licked his cheek, neck and shoulder. His breathing halted for a long time and butterflies swarmed his stomach. He thought that he would die of happiness as her tail sped on at an incredible pace that was only matched by his own snowy tail. Her grey eyes sparkled with adrenaline, and the joy of a successful kill. And looking into her grey eyes with his own piercing blue gaze only melted his heart further until it actually became painful with his intense happiness. The strange emotion was overwhelming him, but he was totally unaware of it. And then something happened that froze Kismet's body into a motionless statue. Inaya laughed. This was no giggle, but a real laugh. A long, full-blown, joy-filled laugh that exploded in his ears. His legs suddenly felt weak beneath him and he could do nothing but stare into her grey eyes that laughed as well. Suddenly unable to support his own weight, he sat down swiftly, trying to make it appear casual and fluid. But really he thought that he was going to pass out. His heart swelled until he was sure that it would explode out of his chest. She had laughed. And he....he had heard it. And only him. This had been his secret desire ever since he had seen her cautious smile. And he was fairly sure that it was the first time she had ever made the sound. At least with any genuine feeling. He slipped onto his belly and then rolled over, gently pawing her chest with his forepaws and licking her underbelly affectionately. His head swam uncontrollably and he was filled with an inexplicable feeling that overwhelmed him to the extent that he was literally lost to the world. He felt like he was floating outside of his body, watching the seen. He kept thinking, Was it real? Is this a dream? with increasing instead of decreasing incredulity. He had desired the sweet sound of her laugh with such an intense desire, unbeknownst to himself, that he could barely believe that it was happening. And was her laugh beautiful. It was the most beautiful sound he had ever heard. It was like wind chimes on a cool, summer afternoon. And it filled his mind repeatedly, even after the sound audibly ended. After a moment, the wolfess stepped back so that her grey eyes met his piercingly blue ones. He saw that her grey eyes were misted with tears, but he didn't have time to wonder why before she licked his muzzle affectionately and spoke.

I couldn't have done it without you, my love.

Her voice was soft and low, and it would have dizzied his mind further. But her calling him her love immediately shot an arrow through his brain. Was that what...he was now? To her? Was he her love? He smiled warmly and licked her nose, half closing his eyes in contentment. If only this moment would never end. He still lay on his back, so that it looked like Inaya's paws stuck to a green sky with a strangely smooth, blue plane of grass hovering beneath her beautiful head. But the moment did end. A loud rumbling broke the awed silence, and Kismet suddenly realized what he had been about to do. He found himself standing--although he didn't remember getting up--and leaning toward Inaya with a cautious question in his eyes. His lips were barely parted and butterflies were assaulting his stomach. He found that he was swarmed with even amounts of doubt and hope, and wondered at it. Had he really been about to..? No. He was just caught up in the moment. He had to think about this seriously before he could do that. He could not hurt the Mexican wolf again. He must be sure. He wasn't even...how could he? Inaya giggled lightheartedly, no embarrassment, and nuzzled Kismet again. He relished the touch and closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling. Grey eyes drifted to the bison behind him and then back to him, as he slowly opened his blue eyes, a faint smile playing at his lips.

Inaya bounded over to the meal like an eager pup, and her tail never stopped creating wind. He watched as her white fangs ripped at the flesh. She devoured large chunks of the bison quickly, but Kismet only watched. He wanted to make sure that she got her fill. After a time, she looked up at him, licking her maw clean of blood, and appraising him of the kill. She continued to eat, and after a long time, that felt like only a few minutes to the male, she stopped. She licked her maw once more, and stepped away from the bison. Kismet then stepped toward the bison and began to eat. She had eaten more than half, but it suited him fine. He could take down large prey anytime he wanted, with no one to share it with. He was used to eating from a large carcass, so it didn't take him very long to eat the small amount that remained. When he looked up, his maw was only barely tinged in the bison's blood. He quickly swiped his pink tongue over it to clean it and then laid down beside Inaya, pushing his side gently into hers. He rested his head sideways on her right foreleg and closed his blue eyes.

Oh! I'm stuffed... we're a great team, aren't we dear?

She laughed once more, and Kismet began to feel complete contentedness. For the first time since he had been attacked by the pack that crippled and scarred him, he felt utter peace. He was unplagued by the guilt of loosing his way and thereby causing his sister, brother, and niece and nephew needless pain. They undoubtedly thought him dead. But for the first time, the thought even of them never crossed his mind. All of his mind was focused on Inaya in some way, and a gentle laugh escaped his maw in return. The female seemed to take great comfort in his voice, and so he spoke once more.

I think you mean that you make a great team, my love, he said affectionately, copying her earlier term. You did all the hard work. All I did was end the creature's life. I--Are you sure you've never hunted big game?

He smoothly transitioned from what he was about to say to his question, so that it sounded only as a rewording, instead of a change of sentence and meaning. He opened his blue eyes and stared into her grey ones. His eyes expressed his extreme serenity, and had a gentle smile in them, which mirrored the smile on his lips.

"Talking."

WORDS: 000 | TAGGED: @inaya | NOTES: sorry for lateness :x I love your reply! What's wrong with it? And no, not too soon! I'm dying for them to be mates. As you can see, I'm struggling with keeping Kismet still unaware of what the "strange feeling" actually is. >> reply soon so we can end the thread so we can have the next one. I'm dying. I promise that my next reply will be much sooner

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"I think you mean that you make a great team, my love, you did all the hard work. All I did was end the creature's life. I--Are you sure you've never hunted big game?"


Two grey crystals gazed over Kismet's gracious face, making them sparkle with emotion. Inaya's heart fluttered yet rested when she heard his voice; it was such a strange feeling to her, yet she longed to feel more and more every day that passed. She wanted to know him more, to learn and admire who he was, and to leave her past behind in order to create a beautiful future with him. Kismet. His name was beautiful, like honey to the tongue and music to her ears. Did she love him already? Well, it somewhat seemed like it. Inaya could not stop thinking about him no matter how hard she tried... She smiled at him lovingly before replying. "Hey, I may have done the work as you say, but you were the brain behind all of this. I have never hunted big game before! This is why I say that I could not have done it with out you, my love." 


Her eyes smiled back at him. All she saw was ivory perfection, and she could not get enough of it. She began to nuzzle her protector in the neck, giving small licks every now and then. She inhaled deeply, trying to absorb all of his intoxicating and enchanting scent, trying to memorize it somehow. Her past, her worries, her troubles, were all washed away because of him. He did that to her and so much more, and because of his love and compassion, she began to blossom into a beautiful flower... although, it was still delicate, and such flower had no idea about what was about to come.

She smiled and looked at his eyes once more, feeling in heaven, surrounded by pure bliss. Then, a great idea occured to her--they could call each other cute nicknames so it would be easier to call each other. The idea seemed perfect for her, but she decided to talk to Kismet about it. She could be called Naya, or Nay, and he would be... Kizzy. Her ears perked up at the brilliant idea, so she proceeded to speak. "Hey, Kismet, I was thinking about something." Her voice trailed off, then sped up again at the same pace at it was before. "What if we give ourselves nicknames? You can call me Naya or Nay, and I'll call you Kizzy." Her eyes glistened in the daylight, and her ears were anxious to hear about his opinion.
 

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OOC: bright idea, Inaya >.< bright idea. I hope you don't mind this version of it [her "making" the nickname up, so she has no friggin' idea about why he reacted like that until he tells her] here we gooo... D:
Tag: @kismet

Words: 443

Mood: happy, blissful

Muse: Great uwu <3

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The wolfess' eyes sparkled with tender love, and her heart fluttered at the sound of Kismet's voice. The male could only hear it because one of his fluffy ears was resting on her chest. His smile widened slightly at her response to him. Could he really have such an affect on her? He was unsure. But he was just living in the moment. He hoped that it would never end. That they could just lay together forever, talking about whatever took their fancy. They would sleep when they were tired, and eat when they were hungry. His heart sped rapidly at the thought. His smile widened into a huge grin, and he half-opened his eyes to peer into a set of gray ones. She smiled back at him, and their eyes reflected each other. Both were filled with tender love, and both seemed to want this to last forever.

Hey, I may have done the work as you say, but you were the brain behind all of this. I have never hunted big game before! This is why I say that I could not have done it with out you, my love.

Kismet chuckled light-heartedly. He had known that she would say something to that avail, and it made him love her all the more. He turned up his head and licked her underneath her muzzle. She nuzzled his neck and licked him back. Every time her pink tongue swathed his ivory fur, it only elicited more contentment and peace. Kismet closed his eyes once more, and soaked it all in. He drank in her scent until his head swam with it. And then he spoke quietly, his voice revealing his drunken state at once.

All right, dearest Inaya, I will concede this one time. Although I still think that you were more brilliant than I.

The male's eyes remained closed, and he breathed a sigh of quiet contentment. So he was unaware of the female's sudden alertness until her ears perked up, sending a slight tension in her muscles. He half opened one eye at her.

Hey, Kismet, I was thinking about something... Her voice trailed off. Fluffy ivory ears perked, and both blue eyes opened to focus on her gray ones. What if we give ourselves nicknames? You can call me Naya or Nay, and I'll call you Kizzy.

Her gray eyes glistened, but Kismet suddenly went rigid.

Oh, calm down, Kizzy, he's just being friendly! I love you, Kizzy... Hey, Kizzy, where are you going? Hello? Earth to Kizzy! Can I come, Kizzy? Mamma, where's Kizzy? He's hiding, dear. Oh! Kizzy! Kizzy! Where are you? Heya, Clipsey! I told you not to call me that, Kizzy! Well, why can you call me 'Kizzy', when my name is Kismet, and I can't call you 'Clipsey'? Because! It makes me sound like a silly ol' pup! Kizzy, I'm pregnant! I'm going to name the male Kenai, after you, Kizzy... Kizzy. Kizzy. Kizzy. Kizzy. Kizzy.

Kismet's mind swam with remembering his sister. Suddenly, his blue eyes filled with a deep anguish, and a strong guilt that wrenched his stomach apart. He felt like he might throw up. He was in the past. He didn't see Inaya, or the dead carcass behind them, or the hills. He just saw a black wolf smiling at him, tail wagging, telling him, Don't be too long, Kizzy! How could I ever get along without you? Safe travels, brother!! and he had let her down. It had been about two years now. How could he be thinking of settling? He should be finding out how to get back to Europe. To Eclipse! And Seth! And Kenai, and Sydas! The guilt and anguish wrenched his face into a contorted form, and he was suddenly standing. The nickname swirled in his head.

Nobody calls me 'Kizzy'. NO ONE. I will not be called Kizzy ever!

His voice was low and malicious, almost unbeknownst to himself. It was hard and callous. And then his voice became so quiet that it was almost inaudible.

Never again...

He whispered the two words and hot tears flooded his blue eyes and cascaded to the ground quickly. His body shuddered, and his eyes quickly blurred into blindness. But he was still in the past. His eyes were still unfocused, still unseeing anyway. He just stood there, shaking, silent tears escaping in rapid succession. And then, it all slowly wore off, and he was back in Nyjoro Hills. His eyes slowly focused on an empty carcass several feet away. And then they found the Mexican wolf once more. And then a sudden cold swept through his body, and he felt all of the blood leaving him. He shivered once.

No...

"Talking."

WORDS: 000 | TAGGED: @inaya | NOTES: I power played a tiny bit at the end. :x if you want me to just leave it totally open, just let me know :3 I figured she would have left after his cruel tone and before his crying. Or something lol reply soon!! fixed it! Reply soon!!

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Inaya smiled as Kismet chuckled lightly at her response. He licked her underneath her muzzle, making Inaya shiver with bliss. As she gave him more tender kisses, she felt like she was floating--everything was too good to be true. She began to love how he sniffed her, trying to swim in her scent. She began to love how he licked her ear, how his tongue passed through her fur, how his eyes melted when her eyes met his. She began to love his voice, his smile, his laugh, his personality, his mind, and his heart more and more. Each and every time she spent time with him, Inaya felt more and more attached to his presence. She began to wonder and fear what would be life without him... she quickly left the thought, because life without him would be too dull. She would never feel complete again. Her thoughts stopped when he spoke again, his voice filled with sweet harmonies that reached her ears like beautiful music.


"All right, dearest Inaya, I will concede this one time. Although I still think that you were more brilliant than I."Inaya smiled at him, giggling lightly at his reply. She just licked him on the cheek on response and sighed. Then, as she spoke to him her idea of nicknames, she began to feel something out of place. His body became rigid, stiff and cold. She tilted her head out of curiosity, because she began to feel severely confused. "...Kizzy?" She called, but had no reply. She was calling a body with an absent mind. He was into some sort of trance or paralysis, and Inaya's heart began to race. "What... what did I do?" Her thoughts were beginning to get clustered and incomplete. Her eyes began to water, trying to understand what was going on. He Suddenly, his eyes watered and changed, filling with sorrow and pain. Then, the unexpected happened. His voice was no longer comforting and love-filled, and his voice was no longer a source of refuge in that moment. Inaya's fears and insecurities began to surface in the blink of an eye when she heard this new voice, and she longed to never hear it again.

"Nobody calls me 'Kizzy'. NO ONE. I will not be called Kizzy ever!" Inaya suddenly froze. "Never again..." Nobody calls me Kizzy, NO ONE. The words echoed in her brain, torturing her even more. Her eyes began to water, and then a waterfall of tears began to fall, staining her fur in the process. In her mind, she saw Kismet's white fur turn brown, black and cream, and his blue eyes turn into piercing yellow ones. She suddenly saw her brother, grinning at her with that dirty smile, telling her, "You thought you could get rid of me so easily?" A huge sense of terror gathered her, Her body reacted by tensing up, making her standing up and tremble. Her voice, broken, suddenly broke the silence between the weeping white wolf and the broken Mexican wolf. "I'm... I'm sorry."  

Four tan legs began to run to the hills as fast as they could, but she limped heavily, making it hard to run as she wanted. Suddenly, she began to cry, suddenly sinking in the realization of what had just happened. As she ran, she began to cry loudly, tears staining her face and falling on her body as she ran. Her ears were flattened against her skull, and her eyes were filled with pain and sorrow. She felt horrible for what she had done. All because of her, trying to be cute, thinking up nicknames. How foolish of her to think that he was already hers. How foolish of her. She kept running, feeling like every step she took was taking her away from happiness. Her cry was so intense that she began to cough and she felt that she wanted to throw up. Inaya was trembling, vulnerable, and now she felt like the worse creature in Anikira, and she deserved it.

Would she ever see his face again? His face had become the reason she woke up in the mornings, and the reason that she desired to live. Kismet's presence in her life was so vital and important that if he was away, she felt empty. Would she ever see his face, would she ever feel his touch, his body, or his loving stare? Her mind was blocked, and only his face was there, as if it wanted to torture her even more. When she was far away enough, she stopped running and began to limp. She kept crying, pouring out her heart in every tear. She searched for some trees, and curled up in a ball alongside some tall roots. She cried even more, feeling cold and abandoned. The day advanced, and the bright day began to turn orange and turn into a beautiful sunset. But, Inaya was too caught up in her dreams to even admire the view.

Whimpering, she placed her face on top of her legs and placed her tail on it, trying to cover herself from the world and from reality. Her low whimpers were constant, yet slowly diminishing into the silence. Her heart was aching like it had never ached before. For the first time since she had met Kismet, she felt alone again. She began to fear everything again. Inaya felt so guilty about what she had done that the guilt was consuming her. She wanted to run back to him and to solve things, because she didn't want to loose him. But her body remained stiff, trembling, and hidden. Her eyes were tightly shut, and every time that she thought about what had happened, tears came out.

Inaya then, after whispering to herself many things, and after having cried for hours, she felt asleep out of pure exhaustion. 

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OOC: hnng i teared up when i wrote this, I wrote it from my heart, because i have been through heart break so i can identify u.u i loved my post and I loved yours more <33
Tag: @kismet

Words: 984 [my longest yet ]

Mood: sorrowful

Muse: Great uwu <3

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He saw her. And then he realized what he had done. He could see the transformation happening on her face. Her face was confused when he came back to the present. And then it slowly twisted with horror and disbelief. And then, grief and regret wallowed in her eyes and they filled with tears faster than his had. Kismet was still rooted to the ground in horror. I can't hurt her again, the thought echoed around in his mind like a taunt. It seemed to say, Ha! Look at you now; look at what you've done. You said nothing would ever hurt her again and now you, you are the perpetrator! The thought swarmed in his head until he felt dizzy. He fought to keep his eyes focused on the femme. He opened his mouth, and silently cried out to her. Wait, Inaya! Don't...don't believe a word I just said! You see...I have some demons too. Please...forgive me. But it was like his words had made his tongue mute. He could not speak. His voice would not obey his command. It wouldn't even try.

Please...

The she-wolf was suddenly standing, and trembling uncontrollably. Kismet could see that she was struggling to maintain any composure. Or maybe she was just struggling to keep herself standing. Either way, though, she was struggling, and he couldn't make himself go to her. He knew she might run, but for some reason, he kept thinking that she wouldn't. They were too....intertwined now. Something connected them on a level so deep that she just wouldn't...she wouldn't run from him a second time...would she?

...don't...

Kismet's head really began to swim, and the scene before him contorted into an odd shape. He blinked several times, trying not to lose consciousness. In his mind, he went to her, whispering words of comfort and apology, and nuzzling her neck until she calmed and forgave him. But he couldn't make his limbs move. It was like they had a mind of their own now. He heard her whispered apology, so quiet that he wasn't quite sure she had said it. He heard her crying building up. Still, he couldn't move. His body was still cold, and he was only half-there. He tried shaking him head, to clear it, but he couldn't even do that. Everything he "did" was just in his head. And then she was gone.

...go.

Another cold shudder went through the male, and his eyes suddenly ravaged the area. Where was she? And then, half a minute later, he realized that she'd run. This, at first, simply reinforced his newfound lack of movability; after several minutes, he shook his ivory head. And it moved. And then, suddenly, everything was clear.

NO!

He screamed in his head, still unable to really use his voice. He shook out his body and then, in half a second, he had darted after her. Of course, he hadn't seen which direction she was going, but he knew that she wouldn't have run past him, so that limited her options. She was either headed to the Shydar, where there was cover, or she was headed West, to go around Nyjoro Hills. If she went that way, there was no hope of finding her. So he headed to the Shydar. His heart was so full of anguish, and as he ran, he finally found his voice. He let out an anguished howl that echoed throughout the hills.

"Talking."

WORDS: 000 | TAGGED: @inaya | NOTES: Closed. Omg I'm going to die. Thank god the next thread is the make-up one :x