Talking (Ryan) « Thread Started on Jul 10, 2008, 1:00pm »
Lehlia ran through the forest, leaving an icy trail where ever her paws were set. The air was freezing and so were the trees. A vortex of ice surrounded Lehlia and after it died down, out stepped a girl of twenty-one with silver hair, pale skin, and grey eyes. She wore ripped jeans and a tight tee-shirt that was a dark grey with the Japanese ice symbol on the front. She also wore a long, white jacket with the Japanese symbol "Wicked" on the back printed in black. "I am Sheba, queen of the Cavalo do demónio tribe..." she whispered to the icy trees.
The black and red wolf, Alpha, raced through the forest. In no time flat, it seemed that he tripped on some black ice. He landed flat on his face, and his muzzle was tilted upward. He growled as he raced toward where the source of the ice was coming from. Then, he ran into a femme. Immediately, he attacked her. This was HIS turf. Didn't she smell the markings? [attack=829949718413516] "Who are you and why are you here?" He asked as he tried to pin her down.
Sheba felt claws rip into her back. She immeadeately morphed into her ice wolf form and hissed. She was much bigger than the wolf ontop of her. She closed her eyes and everything around froze to ice, except for her and the wolf. "No, this is not your turf! It is mine! The scent markings were all the way back there!" Lehlia, Sheba's wolf form, hissed. She slithered out of the tom-wolf's grasp and attacked him.
"Tresspassing?!" Alpha howled. "I beg your pardon! Don't you smell the scent? This place BELONGS to me! My tribe and sweep LIVE in the Ice! You should be thanking me for sparing your life!" After a while, he calmed down. "Okay, let me rephrase that. I am Alpha. I've lived here for not very long, so, yeah." little peices of silver sliced out of the ground, and whirled around the red and black wolf. Instantly, he regained his human shape. "I am Ryan, in my human form."
Lehlia's belt bristled, is that was possible for icy fur. She barred her teeth. "This has been my territory for many, many years! You cannot just barge in and take it without asking! This is the only place we have that is not frozen all year!" Lehlia hissed. She saw that the wolf named Alpha had calmed down. Lehlia took a deep breath. "D--m it, fine. I am Lehlia. My tribe and I have lived here for many, many years. This has been our territory since the planet was born." An icy vortex appeared around the young she-wolf. After it died down, out stepped a young woman with long, silvery hair, grey eyes and pale skin. She wore what she had been wearing before: a grey shirt that came up above her waist, showing her navel, a pair of ripped-up jeans, and a long, thin white coat that reached her knees that had the Japanese sign "Wicked" on the back. "I am known as Sheba in this form, queen of the Cavalo do demónio tribe" Sheba replied, a sly and wicked smile on her face.
Ryan smiled, showing one of his canine fangs. "Well, well. So I've met another Queen of the Ice. Your name is Sheba, hmm....?" Ryan, the emo-looking boy, sat down on the grass that was dusted with frost. The cold, luner eclipse was gazing down on them, and the gleam of the ice looked dashing in the moonlight. "Tell me, my queen, are you looking for a mate?"
"And I've met a Sweep of Metallic Master..." Sheba sat down on the rock, it was as if there was no cold ice on it, as if it were a warm rock. Sheba twitched slightly in annoyance when Ryan asked her if she was looking for a mate. "And what if I am?" she retorted, sourly. Sheba took out her reverse-blade sword, which she had gotten from Aaron, and she stood up. She took her sword sharpener and started sharpening the reverse-blade, but it was quiet work.
"Than," Ryan said, grinning. "I'd deam you lucky. For I am looking for a mate too." All he wanted was the girl's body for a tool in his little game. He would use her and pretend that he loved her, and when he had finally found a mate, he would use her children as minions as he took over the fire and wind territory. "Tell me, would you like to have the fire turf?"
Sheba grinned back, in a what-ever way. "Yeah, and I bet that all of the girls fall for you!" she said, much sarcasm in her voice. Sheba calmed herself down so that she wouldn't punch the crap out of Ryan. "No! All I want is to have peace! I may be Ice, nad my half-sister may be Metallic, but we both believe in peace! You should too!" she hissed. Sheba stood up, almost the same heighth as Ryan and glared.
((I'm sure that if we are alound to say Hell, then we can say crap...))