Cold Steep Cry || O || To Hell

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    He sat in his den with his back to the entrance. The snow around it was melted and the ground was streaming from boiling water. Of course he was in a very angry state of mind and had shoved him self into being very unsocialized and a bit brutal with words. Lately he's been up and down. Anger, his most loyal friend. Voices of the dead kept him up at night when he was this angry and he howled in complete torture. Honestly though his den was far from the pack so his hotel would be distant and barely noticed.

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    They would all do anything to try and make it better, she was sure of that, but the only problem was, having a problem and solving it was much more difficult when it occurred with living things. Because emotions got into the way, or just the general state of the problem and how it shaped its owner.


    But Vice should've expected having sudden company by now.


    She had been taking a walk around, nothing too special, when she saw the cloud of black between branches of the underbrush. As far as she was concerned, that color didn't normally appear in trees or rocks. Tilting her head slightly, she had approached with caution, standing slightly to the side of the den as to not be in the killzone. She still wasn't quite sure who was in the den, as his back was turned to the opening. "[b]Hello?"


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    Hello.. He jumped and growled turning around to jolt out and snap at what ever was ther. But he paused and blinked away the red haze. When it was Fall he quickly turned into a bright male. Masking everything and attempted to make it snow but it rained. Fall... Yes? Did you need help... Is someone bothering you? He quickly went from anger to aggressive protective.

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    She was going to answer, but was caught off guard by the sudden drumming of the rain on the ground. With a small frown, she lifted her head to look at the sky before her gaze returned to Vice. "[b]No..I'm fine. Are you okay?    " As a huge naturalist, behavior changes were easy to spot. The sudden hostility shown by Vice, even though he was still in Noxian territory, the rain, and just his general bipolar-ness gave it away.


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    Fine.. Good that was good right. Was he fine hell no.. Would he tell her that.. No.. So he sides with trying to look less agitated.. But in the end he just sighed and slumped on the ground. Looking frail and very weak. my mother is strict.. She was so dam distant unless we did things right.. Im so angry that was never good enough he paused looking up to the sky growling at it. The rain stopped and the moon peeked out. I became my mother strict and my daughters have all but vanished... Bram the love of my life gone everyone even my uncle has left.. Leaving my mother bruised with everything on her shoulders... Im to weak to be important enough to stand by her side like everyone else he snapped and just chuckled lightly.. im just a young foolish male with a old tired soul.. shifting he took time at getting up and shaking away his ugly moment of weakness. Anyhow.. Big paws I have to fill with my presence.. Probably screwed that up.. But I'm a demon with the need to lead.. Not follow and yet here I am

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    No sound came from the quiet lupine as she motionlessly listened to Vice, no reaction taking over her features until he was done. She'd hesitated saying anything at first, invisible brows crinkling slightly before she stepped closer to him, aiming to press against his side in comfort and to set her muzzle lightly into his fur.


    [i]We were never good enough
    She winced, slightly, recalling the words. She couldn't relate much to Vice, not remembering anything beyond her joining the Nox, but it didn't take much to figure out how awful this all was, and how hurt her friend was. "[b]Things will always get better, the world works itself out. If you let the storm pass, there's always going to be a rainbow at the end.    " She sounded terribly cheesy, that much she knew, but she sounded so downright earnest that it'd be hard to take it that way.


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    He listened and pulled his body into a calming fluff of plush.. That natural texture he hid with flames and cold winds. Even his eyes stopped glowing. The darkness was all they had and he was the things misty creatures feared in the night. Yet here he was sitting in silence with a young female speaking his feelings and honestly feeling slightly better. Maybe that's what he missed the most. Bram was all ways ther and kept him from falling. His daughters was his light and his uncle was his goal.. That all broken in such a short time he had no other way to express his anguish into rage. When she touched him he shared these thoughts with him and sighed outwardly. Im sorry.. Im apig headed bastard child looking for love.. Motherly Love.. But I need to grow up huh.. You youth should be looking to me for answers not this weakness.. shaking his skull he seem to brighten just a little bit. And seem less tired. feel like catching a ride and flying around the territory.. Is my way of boarder checking

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    She thought about his answer for a moment, looking honestly like she was having a hard time coming up with an answer, but she ended up just smiling pleasantly. "[b]It's okay, we're all mortal. You can't have a masterpiece without a few cracks here and there, right?    " After all those days of Vice turning himself coldly away from socialization, it was relieving to see him let loose and calm down a bit. Coming into the pack, she'd grown quite attached to its members, especially Vice, as he was one of the first she had met and by far known the longest.



    At his question, then, she looked a little confused. "A ride? Do you think you can carry me?" Young as she may be, she was still a wolf, and had some weight.
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    Im a demon I can do just about anything.. Help I can give you wings to fly with me! he attempted to use his muscle that lifted ten times his own weight and picked get up by her nape if she allowed and press her lightly between his wings. Then thrust himself into the air and soared through the clouds till he was close enough to see the moon. When you can flt it's so much better and your immortal. I like being a demon.. But I miss mortal feelings.. Cause I know I care for them but I'm too batter power to shun any kind of love.. Im program to not be me but to be a perfect solder.. Not a child made from scratch and love... slowly gliding down to the spot were they met and chuckling all sweet and kindly.. So.. Guess mother moon scent you here to save a me he said in a playful manner.. Though he meant it he was not going to say it. Anyhow... Erm.. feel like hunting something for the early gift giving thing I'm doing later?