Unfortunate Events.

[Hawk]

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[atrb=background,http://i441.photobucket.com/albums/qq135/kadecarbomer/bckgrnd-6.png] H A W K ___________________________________________ "How could I lose their scent, I was so sure I would've met back up with them today. Didn't they ever stop to think that I, or others would be trying to find them? Of course not. They probably think I'm dead." "But how could they, ... how could he?" You take one look at this male, he seems rugged, hungry, and down right aggressive. You'd probably think twice before crossing his path. He was tall and in the prime of his life, yet his ears were torn and his ribs were poking through his russet fur. But he was anything but. This boy was distraught and lost. He had been separated from his pack and the ones he loved for quite sometime. His nightmares always engulfed by flames. # Ever since that night Hawk had been trying to locate his once close knit pack. But they were always on the move. He would've caught up with them if it wasn't for the swamp. This male hated the waters and the secrets it hid, he also hated the sticky mud. Always irritating his fur. He had lost their scent and his way in that awful place. He probably would've died if it weren't for a giant bird that seemed to be guiding him. This bird was either guiding him to an exit or a source of food. It didn't matter to him. He just wanted to find his way once more. # The air was solid and slightly frigid. The leaves had wilted to their Autumn color. The trees resembled flames. Fire. Hawk shook his head. He can't seem to forget that night, and he probably never will. He could only hope. He seated himself quietly as he looked over at the water. He could see slight movement within the lazy waves. He took slow steps toward the water, his predator instincts kicked in. He stopped just before the edge. His stomach was taunting him 'Come on, jump in. You know you want to...' But then his mind jumped in, reminding him of his fear. Just as he snapped back to reality a fish swam by Hawk's gaze. Both catching each other's eyes. It was like the fish taunting him too, 'Ha, you big wuss.' The thought made the male pissed. He growled at the school and flashed his fangs. The fish and it's group swam off in a frenzy. Irritated, Hawk stood and turned from the water. He walked toward a patch of stones and laid in front of them. Letting his neck and head lean against them. He took one long sniff before letting out a large sigh. Not a familiar scent. Though he did have a hunch he was somewhere near Yusten. He couldn't explain it. He just knew. "If I don't see a familiar face by tomorrow night I'm through. It's pointless to run after a ghost in the woods." Word Count: 624 Notes: The giant bird happens to be Bug, he wasn't guiding Hawk, he was guiding Alex. Hawk just took it as a sign and followed. lol.

[FALLON]

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[atrb=background,http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff161/gr8estwolflover/Fallonbg.png] F A L L O N Though the sable male did not suspect, a white ghoulish specimen followed his weak presence. Downwind she was, and with a swift foot mimicked every momentum of his own feet and elusively stayed her small bodice hidden within the land itself. To be honest nothing could stand out more in lush greenery areas like this than one with a white pelt. Yet somehow, the practise of stalking and accurately presuming of unaware 'prey' had paid off and allowed her to keep her own presence hidden. Silently, rapidly, hastily she trotted allowing the only sound of mute to escape her pink pads. The eight moon old femme crouched like a felidae about to leap. Small, lithe shoulders poked from underneath her thick luscious pelt that glittered in the February sun; as if a majestic pair of silver wings were to sprout and release their magical presence. But no, this angelic little girl possessed the hot head of a little devil. Polar blue sphere's watched and analysed the every movement that this older male made unconsciously, she hadn't seen his face but his toned figure. The wolven pelt he wore was of pumpkin shades, creams, browns. Warm, fiery - it somewhat allowed her to predict the personality of his potential brute, but she couldn't be to sure. Using herself as an example, looks can be very deceiving. "If I don't see a familiar face by tomorrow night I'm through. It's pointless to run after a ghost in the woods." A familiar face? Who is he referring to? Fallon's eyes stared stubbornly at the green beneath her in deep thought. Her mother had spoken of a male that was adopted by Kade, separated in the fire that had separated the majority of the pack. Though she hadn't made his appearance clear, this young Alpha sensed something. Perhaps this was Hawk. But what was she to know, she wasn't even alive when this all happened. And for her mothers sake she had to make it clear to this intruder that his business is Venias business. Pupils darting up in a millisecond, allowed them constrict into a fine ebony singularity. As if all aggression was to implode on itself. Hissing a small growl through gritted teeth and ebonite lips, began to raise her hackles to their extensive length. Tail plumage swishing violently rushed from her spot that had loyally hidden her so well. Already she felt as if the land was accepting her as it's leader. Swiftly she struck out her two fore paws and slammed them against the soft ribcage of the male, sounding a violent roar to startle him. As she felt his weight overthrown into a repetitive cycle, stopped his bodice before it rolled off somewhere never to be found again. A dexterous front paw stood upon the deep chest of the male and the hind legs splayed over him to attempt to cover his whole presence with her own. As Fallon stood over the male and gazed deep into his optics she stopped her dragon like grumbling and fell silent. Jaw slightly ajar, simply stared into his handsome face, unable to tell his reaction just yet. 'Fuck...' her ice blue eyes narrowed 'He's beautiful...' The love struck attraction lasted for what seemed an hour. But really, it was about a minute that she froze and became as stiff as her eyes would stifle another. After a long minute, her now angelic appearance was softened to display her own startling pretty face. Hair now relaxed, tail now limp her words seemed to dribble from her lip leather. "Are you...H..?" her words a meek whisper, her state of mind settled did not know herself what she'd actually just asked this beautiful looking brute. Fixated she was, her ears barely open for his answer.

[Hawk]

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[atrb=background,http://i441.photobucket.com/albums/qq135/kadecarbomer/bckgrnd-6.png] H A W K ___________________________________________ Her movements were quick and sudden. She was like a white flash of lightening as she raced toward the tawny male. She meant business, and it was clear. She immediately took a dominate stance over him right when she made contact. But he didn't move, oddly he let this female push him around. He was acting completely submissive. Which wasn't a common move of Hawk's. But to face the truth, he was hungry and he was tired. He wasn't looking for a fight. He has old wounds that were still healing from where he had to fight for scarce meals. Small enough to not hurt, but the scars left an impression both on his body and mind. When you're down in health you don't let your sour attitude run wild. Keep to yourself. Though he had threatened this young female in any way he was letting her have control, to be in the right. Her weight wasn't much on his large well groomed chest, she was young. He could somewhat easily find a way to maneuver his way out and bring her into a submissive position. 'We're not looking for a fight.' He kept telling himself. He then caught her gaze. Damn. It was the only word that came to mind. Her eyes were completely mesmerizing. She had been the only other wolf with blue eyes that Hawk has ever seen, other than Kade of course. But hers were different. He felt like melting. Her complection was something else.. "Are you...H..?" He could feel the force she had laid upon his chest lightening. As if she were taken back by him. Not to toot his own horn but, Hawk wasn't that bad looking. Not the most handsome guy around. But he could definitely fall under the category at some point. Seeing this as his advantage he rolled to his side and pushed up. Knocking the opulent female off of him. He took to his feet and stood opposite of the female. She was shorter than he, probably not even around a year old. Some pride she must have for attacking someone larger and older than her. Hawk found that quite, interesting. "Am I what?" He answered quite curtly. Though he didn't want to seek a fight with this young female, she did just attacked him for no reason. Or was there a reason? "Hungry? Hurt?" He replied, accompanied by a swish of his tail. A sign of his rising frustration. She spoke with quite a whisper. Her last word wasn't completely audible. But she couldn't know his name, he threw out the thought. He didn't know her. He would've remembered a face like that. And he definitely knew no one with that kind of pelt hue. "And who might you be Princess?" He asked slyly. This girl suited her 'new' nickname. Her appearance said it all. Plus it was all tied together by her dominate and sassy entrance. It was as if she owned the whole lot. A princess indeed. Word Count: 636 Notes: The way Fallon reacted toward Hawk reminded me of this: www.youtube.com/watch?v=1X4v3WmpNo8 lol.

[FALLON]

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[atrb=background,http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff161/gr8estwolflover/Fallonbg.png] F A L L O N Daintily did she step back from his stance yet still kept direct eye contact with this brute. As if wary her head was lowered, ears pinned down flat to her cranium, bodice tense yet still allowed her tail to remain in the domineering vertical position. A few steps backwards, her feet came to a softened halt and her ears rose to their full height as he'd spoken rather curtly. "Am I what?" .... "Hungry? Hurt?" .... "And who might you be Princess?" A small sigh of frustration left the maw of the fae, accompanied by violent tail swishing just like the sable male before her. Polar sphere's broke the eye contact as they shifted to look down at the land she stood upon. What were all these pet names about? First baby doll, now princess. This was all because of her age wasn't it. Like the fiery mare she was, shook her head to the point where her silver nape was manoeuvring gracefully alike that of a free mane. With a quick extension of her feathering legs she broke out into a high stepped trot and moved around Hawk, inspecting, analysing his condition. A wolf's sense of smell can detect the undetectable, from a distance Fallon had detected his sex, his age, his health and awareness of the area. The bleak dead eyes she had didn't have to tell her all this relevant information, secretly she was actually checking him out. "I'm Fallon." she said rather simply, as she proceeded to slow to another standstill. Her Scottish accent was light, sweet and very alluring, words melted into her accent with soft contrast and it was obvious this female was very charismatic. Although Fallon did not suspect, Dakota hosted the very same accent. Perhaps this would be an indication that Hawk's memory could ignite her mother and her speech. It was unknown, she was unaware. Slinking up to him, dipping her head lower than his own walked with some form of grace. "And what's a handsome fellow like yourself, wandering on my taken land?" she whispered.

[Hawk]

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[atrb=background,http://i441.photobucket.com/albums/qq135/kadecarbomer/bckgrnd-6.png] H A W K ______________________________________________ Hawk took it rather funny how the young female circled him, almost as if she was checking him out. He never took himself as a handsome fellow, average perhaps. But not out of the ordinary. He never had luck with females before, why now? I guess it was his sour attitude. Whatever it was, he could care less. He wasn't interested in the 'too hot to trot' females that would run about. They had the most annoying attitudes. He raised his head so that it stood tall. He watched her with a peculiar look. Though she had the looks she didn't flaunt them around and use them to her advantage. Though she is just a kid, around half a year he suspected. "I'm Fallon." she said rather simply, as she proceeded to slow to another standstill. Though the tawny male couldn't pin point out the source, her voice seemed rather familiar. It's obvious they never met, maybe she was related to someone he knew? No, he would remember an odd coat like that. Her eyes reminded him of Kade, but she wasn't his. She was too aggressive. It ate at the back of his mind. Until she spoke once more. "And what's a handsome fellow like yourself, wandering on my taken land?" she whispered. "Ha! You're lands?" he chuckled lightly, "Don't you think you're a little too young to be controlling land like this?" It was true. She was young and small. Some wolves might be intimidated by her confidence. But to some others the cockiness might get her in trouble. So much that evenn her charming looks couldn't help her. They might even get her into more trouble. But he had to admit, she was charming. In a stubborn irritating kind of way. It was cute. "Well, since you're looking for a trade of names," he replied before Fallon had a chance to, "it's Hawk." That's when an idea sprang to his head, though it was none of her business. Her territory was moderately close to the old lands of Yusten, and though she was young she could probably help him. "I'm actually looking for someone. Are you familiar with any Yustens?" Word Count: 487. Eh. Tagged: Fallon. Notes: I was figuring for their relationship that the two could find each other kind of annoying since their attitudes are similar. But fall in love because of it. (;

[FALLON]

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[atrb=background,http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff161/gr8estwolflover/Fallonbg.png] F A L L O N "Ha! You're lands?".... "Don't you think you're a little too young to be controlling land like this?" 'Ugh!' she thought sharply, her lower jaw left slightly ajar in shock as this handsome lone brute simply judged her. What an irritating start to a conversation, it make her silver lined hackles bristle upwards in annoyance. To accommodate her frustrating she allowed her white plumage to swish violently against wind direction, expanding it's size by double. Like the right diva she was, she stuck her tapering muzzle straight in the air, tilted to the side with gentle closed eyes. To pose, to display, to show her disapproval of his judgement. It upset her little in fact and with a half hearted tired sigh her head lowered and her polar spheres re opened to interlock with his fiery orange orbs. There was an aspect of weak emotion in the air, it shook her feathering legs to the bone. The angelic appearing fea softened her features, her breathing, her state of mind. It made the perfect, expected picture of what she should have been. "Well yes, of course I'm a bit to young, a lot to ... young ..." she admitted honestly, with another defeated sigh. Fallon cleared her rasped throat - for all this snarling and snapping had made it very dry indeed. "But certain situations force you to gain independence a lot earlier than normal." she reminded Hawk as if he was aware of the situations that had been striking her the moment she came out from the womb. Of course she was referring to the death of Kade, the mortal wounding of her mother, the dispersal of Shade and the murder of Ebony followed by Yusten being overuled by Jax. It was all to overwhelming, a dark cloud plagued by bad memories formed in her sub conscious mind. She had to rid, so she shook her head lightly, for they were buzzing like trapped flies in a jar - she probably looked slightly unusual to Hawk. His next few sentences were a bit of an unexpected one, his name. 'Hawk' she thought, slimming her eye line down. A small, flattered smile appeared across her white features, it was cute, it was simple, it reminded him that she was small. But it also reminded him that she approved. "I'm actually looking for someone. Are you familiar with any Yustens?" Ear's pert, stance frozen. Did he just ask of the Yusten pack? Was this the Hawk that Kade dreadfully missed so much? A small shiver shot down her spinal cord, small muscle twinges came to the surface and rippled down her shoulders. It felt bleak. However, all of a sudden her heart felt dense and dropped to the base of her broad chest and then the feeling slowly began to disintegrate away, erode away into an intense feeling of sadness. Kade.... "Yes." she stated, gathering her words, her sentences, her conversation together as a whole, constricted pupils darted across those legendary eyes like a ping pong ball. Suddenly, her face softened and she advanced a gentle step forward to seat herself nearer the male. "I was born into that pack, but we had to go, my mother Dakota and my brother Aspen started a new life here. The pack went...corrupt." Nervously she licked her fangs and swallowed rather quickly, a stare that would never be forgotten shone right through the handsome brute before her, she awaited an answer, his reaction, anything. ooc: Love it! Hehehe, lovexhate relationship. Fallon should just run up and lick his face and be like 'EW REFLEX.' Ahaha.