bored. Bored. BORED! {open}

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[atrb=border,0,true][cs=7][bg=FFFFFF] It's a beautiful day, the sun is shining, the birds are singing, and a warm breeze is slightly ruffling my fur. And what am I doing while this fine day is passing? Sitting on my ass wit nothing to do. Despite my ADD i'm usually a very calm individual. But on a day with nothing to do to distract my brain I become a ball of energy, figeting and irritating the hell out of whoever I come in contact with. I had come to the beach to see if I could find someone to distract myself with. Afterall, what's more distracting than a good fuck and a handsome/kinky wolf? Problem was, no one was there. I would have taken my awful syblings over this. A long and irritated sigh escaped from my jaws. Then I looked down the beach for probably the fifth time in the last minute. Still no one there! I did see a fish jump out of the water though. Maybe I could try my hand at fishing? So I jogged, more like sprinted, to the spot where I saw the fish, not some two hundred meters away. Then without any thought fo stealth I crashed into the water, spraying my face with the liquid. I blinked it out of my eyes and set my gaze on the water, constantly moving the minty orbs, in search of the fish. I splashed around a bit to see if I could get them to come out but there was nothing. This went on for about ten minutes, and in that span of time I would have made myself look like a complete ignoramous to anyone watching. Not that there was anyone watching. That little fact was the reason I was making myself into a fool in the first place. Actually ten minutes is a suprisingly long time for my attenion span. I can rarely pay attention to something for five minutes. I think i must have been so desperate for somehting to do that I wanted the fishing to keep myself occupied for a good period of time. Someone else, someone normal, would have thought ten miniscule minutes not nearly long enough. But I was sated for the moment, walking slower now to the beach. After all, a coat as beautiful and luxurious as mine needed to be taken care of. So I found myself an nice grassy area and found a good patch of sun. Letting myself sprawl on the grass, getting sun to dry as much of it as possible. Then I promptly drifted into a light sleep. Had I been better at paying attention I might hav noticed the presence in the trees.

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[atrb=background,http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f261/Hicoyo/santablebottom.png] ~I Know The Secrets That You Keep The day here was lovely, that much she had to admit. Walking with silent foot steps, massive paws kissing the ground with barely a sound, surprisingly enough for one of her size. It was the forest here that kept her enormous form hidden from plain view of others or anything that would wish to do her harm…Not that many of either her own kind or another would purposefully pick a fight with something her size and build. She resembled the mighty brown bear, for she easily reached the size of one and carried a similar build, even her coat coloring was similar to them, a solid chocolate brown. In the wind it rippled, showing her heavy muscle underneath of course her rather slow trot through the trees helped slightly as she continued forward. Sapphire eyes kept to the tree tops as she walked through, stopping every so often to witness the winds blow through them and pick lose the leaves and watched as they fell to the ground with a silent grace. When the breeze would come to a halt she would resume her slow and somewhat lazy walk through the forest, nearing ever closer to the salty smell of the sea. San was a strange female for near any wolf to behold, not only for her size alone but her actions in general made other wolves wonder if she was alright in the head. San would stop for hours on end to watch a small water fall, or even the waves in a lake, watch the wind blow through the trees, or watch ants do their daily routine, possibly watch birds but that wasn’t one of her more favorite activities. Continuing forward the sea’s warm and salty air began to swarm around the massive beast, making her take a deep breath, hold it, and then exhale. San hadn’t been to the ocean in quite a while, not since the last time, that should have been a wonder for her, but instead only turned into another blood bath when she’d shown up to exact her so called ‘revenge’ for what happened nearly three years ago, when San was young and had no control of what had taken place that day. Shaking those thoughts from her head she continued with her slow trot until finally, sapphire eyes caught a break in the trees and the ears atop her skull caught the sound of crashing waves. Tired paws brought the female out of the darkness of the woods to the open beach and fresh salt air, rippling through her chocolate pelt as she took in another deep breath, only this time catching the scent of something she didn’t quite expect upon the shore. Sapphire eyes quickly spotted what her nose had picked up first, taking a moment for what she was seeing to sink in and be processed. Another wolf! Here? But why? A smile came to the gentle females face as she turned and headed toward the male but choosing a bolder near the male as her perch she jumped gracefully to the top and made that her spot of lounging as she watched the smaller young male sleep in the warm suns rays. His fur was slightly wet, but a wonderful coloring nonetheless as she laid her large head upon her paws, slightly over hanging the ledge to keep her sapphire eyes upon him. He looked rather peaceful, sleeping here, but why here? That was something she couldn’t quite figure out for herself. She of course had come here for the fascination of water itself, but there were either no wolves or very, very few that shared that trait with her, and somehow she didn’t think this little one was here to watch the water. Perhaps he was just fond of the smell of the ocean, looking for something to do, passing through…There were so many reasons popping into her head San had the urge to wake the male and ask him, but she would not. For now, she would allow his slumber to continue and she would await for the time when he awoke of his own accord. I Know Where You Sleep~

[huzzah!]

FANGUEAX

dreaming about providence
and whether mice or men have second tries

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He was a wanderer, born in that nature. When his paws hit the earth, and thank goodness it was earth, that it was wise for him to move. Have you had something eat you up? Perhaps a living breathing thing, or maybe a secret that tore at your mind. Well, it was paranoia that made him flighty, that caused him to go to Frigidum to Saltus, although the horned wolf had no preference to any land. Except Calidus. That place just made him shiver, after all, Calidus had a far more likely chance of dangerous weather conditions and terrible deaths compared to the others.

tiptoe, tiptoe~ he was singing, in his mind of course. Out loud would be dangerous. It would give away his position, perhaps attract any creatures. everyone knew of the dangerous creatures in the shadows, waiting with enlarged pearl fangs and blood dripping from their claws. He shivered, practically jumping off the forest floor in power of his fear.

Breathe in, breathe out. That's it, one step at a time. Why? Water, and water was naturally filled with hidden predators. Bear sharks, or sharks in general. Closing his eyes, he lowered his head before whipping it from side to side. His idea of being ferocious. His practice of defense. But his efforts didn't last very long, as Fangueax feared the damage it would do on his neck. Emerald shore, as he walked along the sand, he could see it was beautiful indeed. But looks could be deceiving. He could practically see the beasts lurking on the water with clawed thins and tentacles ready to drag underneath. never! he screamed, mute as he tongue felt like lead in his mouth. He sighed, as he felt that cold hand down his back.

Turning red eyes back to the sand, white and as pure as snow, as his footprints were left in, a trace. He looked back over his shoulder, still walking. It would take too long for him to erase the tracks he had caused, and he cursed his foolishness. Another sigh, as he began to relax, feeling slightly better. After all, all he had to was stay near the middle and avoided any traces of water. Unless.. his eyes widened and he jumped forward, as the thought overwhelmed him.

Yet the thought didn't last for long, as moving forward, he came across the company of two. who? when? why? how? how~? He whined in his mind's mouth, dancing back wards as the look on his face was pure fear. Why? Who knew? Perhaps threat, after all the female on the ledge was practically a bear! And males? After what his brother did? He danced back again, waving his head, as he didn't know exactly how to react. I mean, the one was asleep and the other seemed oblivious to the world. Turning on his heels, he was prepared to run, but where to? IT WAS NOTHING BUT SAND AND WATER! why? He whined, ears pinned back and tail tucked between his legs. Not only that but the forestry did nothing because his fur was all the wrong color. He turned back to the two, foolish enough to turn his back on them.

maybe, just maybe.. you're just jumping to conclusions. Another sick smile as he tried to reassure himself. But then he shook his head, thinking of little muscle he had, and what a coward and the fact that a BEAR of a WOLF just waited over on the ledge, like an owl waiting for the mouse. yeah, right.. He whimpered to the skies, with a sniffle.

maybe we've living with our eyes half open
maybe we're bent and broken

[ooc;] nada, i just hope you don't mind his appearance.
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[atrb=border,0,true][cs=7][bg=FFFFFF] I was on the sandy beach that I had just fallen asleep on. Only it wasn't quite the same beach. First of all, the colors were wrong. It was like someone made everything brighter, and more contrasted. The other major difference was that it was filled with gorgeous, and sexy males and females. My mouth dropped, and General Sohfos went straight to attention. I went over to the female that was closest to me, a small, black chica with orange eyes that I felt looked straight into my thoughts. She smiled and licked my chin, then pushed herself under me... wow she felt good. I mean she angled and wiggled her hips just right. It was soooo nice that I think I started drooling! Then all of a sudden, there was a male behind me. I turned my head to look and saw a big, tall, broad, white brute who was looking at me like he wanted to get in on what was happening. I smiled because he mounted me and we were in sync having a threesome. A feral howl of pleasure let loose from my jaw as we rocked back and forth... ...and the awkward slight humping movements that my hips made coupled with a giant snore woke me up. The sudden movement startled me, causing me to jump a couple feet in the air. After settling down a bit I smelled my surroundings, trying to see if there was something more to do in the vicinity. With a little bit of a delayed realization I picked up the scent of a male and a female. I turned around and spotted the fae, not even registering what she looked like only that she was company. "HI! I'm Sohfos! Who're you? We should so something fun! Hey if you're into it we could hook up right?" My words came out in a big happy, rush. I probably sounded like I was high. I could be, because I never really paid attention to what I ate. All I knew is that I wanted my dream to become a reality, and here was a male and female right there when I woke up! The huge grin on my face stayed there as I awaited her answer.

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[atrb=background,http://i49.photobucket.com/albums/f261/Hicoyo/santablebottom.png] The beach was warm and invited the massive female to take a nap of her own as sapphire eyes gazed down upon the smaller male who slept in a blissful state. Ear's twitched back and forth as she caught mostly the sound of crashing waves that nearly lulled her to sleep, it was only when she caught the small whimpers coming from the sleeping male below did she opened up her eyes again and look down to him from her perch upon the rock. She watched him for a moment noticing the strange movements of his hips before anything else. Lifting her head you could say she raised an eyebrow in either confusion or disgust, but then only laughed lightly to herself before the male snorted and brought himself back around to the real world. He sat up, and quite energetically greeted her from the ground. San lifted her massive head, of course female of scent she looked more like an enormous dark brown male. Her tail wrapped around her as she pulled herself from her once lying position to sit up and looked down to him even more so. "Hemmhmm." There was a sort of muted laugh that echoed in her chest as she watched him ears twitching as she watched the male. He seemed to be the type who seemed to have a hard time staying on one subject for very long, and possibly fond of sex considering his last question. "In order?" She asked with a slight laugh before she stood and jumped rather gracefully from the bolder top and landed just about a foot away from the male before she turned to face him and sat down again. "My name is San, and if you would like to do something that sounds fine...As for 'hooking up', I'm afraid I'll have to decline." Her voice was soft, almost melodic, not befitting of her appearance at all. it was only a moment later that the winds shifted and brought with it the scent of another male. This instantly made San be on guard, more than one wolf near by was almost never a good thing when it came to interaction. Then again she also wasn't on pack lands, so here perhaps she was safer. All the same, she would still be vigilant.

[huzzah!]

FANGUEAX
dreaming about providence
and whether mice and men have second tries.

Fangueax took a few steps back, disgusted, shaking his head gently. That even at this point in time, with a female bear and a possible sex fiend he was worrying about whiplash. He crouched low, trying to keep his tail from tucking back under his stomach, after all, Tayuya had called him Fang, Fang of course, being an abbrievation of Fangueax. He focused on his inner zen, a meditive state of mind that Tayuya had taught him about.

But still he could hear them no matter how hard he scrunched up his eyes and wished, wished that he remained in the forest near here. Or back in Frigidium. The one with humping hips rushed like he was stoned, a few too many shrooms if you were to ask the opinion of the well-educated lad, but he remained silent. oh thank lords in high, she said no. Fangueax said in his mind, for if he said yes, he had no clue how to react, but the idea it might turn into an orgy wasn't at all settling.

I-I too will decline your offer. He squeeked, not at all sounding tough and manly like he wanted. Fang. Think Fang. He nodded, trying to act all tough, sinister, anything to get them to realize that he wasn't some squirrel like prey. He was the predator. Grrr. He tried it one more time, sitting up slowly, narrowing his dark red eyes, speaking low and grave, serious. I am Fangueax, but you can call me Fang. He raised his eyebrow, although he had no clue if raising your eyebrow was the correct motion for this sort of occasion.

Inner zen, the easiest of movements that can quench the frozen mind of fear and he focused on that motion now, in and out, like the tides of the ocean set in time to the moon, the sun rising with the times of day. However, this was lost and his breath sputtered from his mouth in a strange motion. she's even bigger in person!

He could feel the zen, the meditation leaving him, not leaving him but flying out his body. His exterior was still calm and collected other than his open eyed stare, but on the inside he was struggling for calmness, grabbing onto the floating spirit with strong jaws, teary eyed until the paranoia creeped back on him and he gave a squeal that even surprised him before backing up once more, scratching the sand with a quick flip of his paw. A border. A border, yeah, one that they couldn't cross.

maybe we've living with our eyes half open
maybe we're bent and broken

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