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    That day had confused her; that wolf had confused her. Frost was now unsure of who she was, what she was, who and what she might have been. She had tried for a week to think back to a childhood, a mother or father, sister or brother, a family; nothing was there. She had no recollection of puppy-hood. And she sure as hell couldn't remember meeting that wolf at any point in her life, and yet something kept telling her "yes, you know him." Maybe she didn't; maybe she did; maybe she had. The white wolf wasn't entirely sure; and she had no way of finding out the truth.


    In the meantime she found herself wandering in the less populated area of WindClan, close to the bare trees of an orchard.
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    *coughcough* you were saying?
    sorry took so long, lots of pondering on what to do
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    After the fight, Zeref had visited Winter's old cabin, trying to prove himself wrong, though with little hope. What he'd found there that time, though, was her charm bracelet, the one he'd made for her. Mal couldn't see the charms on it, but he recognized the feel of it, and her stale scent on it. He'd started carrying it, not for any particular reason, but because he felt that he... he needed to. That it would be important at some point. So he'd listened to his instincts.


    It seemed that she would run across him again, a flash of green and black amongst the bare trees in the orchard. The bracelet was attached to his dog tags - which had changed: one still said 'Malachite', of course, but the other said 'Zeref' now - carefully, which clinked softly in the cold air. His fur was quite thick now, though, so both the bracelet and the dog tags were hard to see, hidden in his chest fur. He hadn't taken notice of Frostbite yet, moving carefully towards the other end of the orchard. He wasn't paying much attention to his surroundings, either, even failing to notice that where he stepped, any living grass or plant withered beneath his paws. He was distracted by the sense of foreboding he felt, like something important was about to happen. But what?
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    Frost finally sat to rest by one of the trees of the orchard, the thoughts circulating. However, as the thoughts of missing memories remained the fore-front of her mind and continued to pester her, she soon realized that something wasn't right, that something was nearby.


    The wolf - Malachite; she had nearly missed his scent in the general vicinity. More questions arose as the scent overwhelmed her; how had he recognized Frost, how could she have been mistaken as his girlfriend, why hadn't she ended the male that afternoon, what would she do now? All the questions were the same as before, even in the sense that they had no answers.


    She refrained from scrambling to her paws and, instead, carefully and quietly stood up and turned around towards the source of the scent. He was several feet parallel to her hidden spot behind a one of the naked trees - pointless, seeing as he was blind. Frost, rather than making the initial hasty decision to simply attack, stood poised as she calculated what she should do and wondered what he might do.
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    He exhaled, a cloud of steam leaving his maw as he pushed his thoughts to the back of his mind. He paused a moment, bringing his magic back under control and listening, before moving again. He would stop after another couple of minutes, leaning against a tree with a sigh. He was tired. Zeref had been focused on other things, more important things, than sleep. Besides, his mind was still sharp. He just had a harder time controlling his magic, and keeping his instincts in check. His shoulder still ached slightly from where Frostbite had rammed into it, but Mal hardly noticed, honestly. It just wasn't important to him. He needed to find the sinners. He needed to find them and get rid of them. But he kept getting distracted, memories from before kept intruding on his thoughts. And now this development, with Frostbite reminding him so much of Winter...


    He stopped. Somebody was watching him. He could feel it. But he couldn't tell their intent, so, with a slight shrug, the wolf straightened up and started moving again, barely noticing the soft clink of his dog tags or the slight jingle of the bracelet.
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    He kept moving; the white wolf softly padded closer behind him, and she stopped, seeing the withering grass in the places where he'd walked. Her right fore-paw hung a few inches above the paw-shaped area lacking life as she stared at it, both curious and suddenly beginning to feel afraid. The hesitant paw slowly drifted into the place of the paw-printed earth - a strange warmth stirred inside of her for no apparent reason. Frost noticed he had stopped out of the corner of her eyesight and her paw jolted up into the air again, and she remained completely still. He leaned against a tree, then began moving again, the sound of jingling tags carrying towards her.


    She couldn't stand this any longer.


    "Hey, Mal, guess who," she announced her presence to the wolf, who had kept walking and was now about 10 feet from her. Although the tone came out more playful than she wanted, she shrugged it off and stood poised for action.
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    He didn't need to deal with this. It was as if his thoughts had conjured her out of thin air. Zeref stopped, biting back a low growl at the use of his nickname. He hadn't told her said nickname. It reminded him of Shift, of Sammy, of Winter. He took a breath before turning, focusing on her location with the Sight. "I would appreciate it if you would refrain from calling me 'Mal', and instead call me by either Malachite or Zeref. And judging by your scent, voice, and aura, I'd say you are Frostbite. What do you want?" His tone was flat and cold, and his expression didn't reveal anything either. As far as he was concerned, this was not his missing girlfriend. Mal refused to believe it. And if it was, then she'd been changed, her personality and memories taken. Either way, whether or not this actually was Winter, she was changed beyond recognition. He distanced himself from the possibility that this was Winter, ignoring that nagging little voice. Because even if it was, she wasn't really Winter.
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    She knew why that nickname bothered him and she could already feel the hatred begin to burn inside. Mindless hatred; she felt like she really didn't hate this wolf as much as she forced herself to. Why? Nonetheless, her hackles rose slightly and a low growl set in her voice.


    "Fine, Zeref, but quit associating me with your damned girlfriend. Whatever happened to her, huh?" Frost looked down at the ground where healthy green grass surrounded patches lacking life. "Drain the life outta her like with this grass, did ya?"


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    low muse
    sorry! wow that was mean Frost
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    The moment she spoke her last remark, Zeref gritted his teeth, tensing. His magic was spiraling out of control now, and the grass at his paws was dying again. His silver optics flashed crimson before he closed them, trying so hard to calm himself down and bring the magic back under control. "Never. You, however, are a sinner, and sinners deserve punishment. Unfortunately, I won't be the one the enforce that punishment." He'd managed to push the magic back, locking it up deep inside. He couldn't let it out, especially not here; it would kill everything around him, from the largest tree to the smallest insect. He couldn't let that happen here. Not in his home.


    He opened his now crimson optics - which were flecked with silver, showing that he still retained some control over his reactions, but not much - and focused in the direction of Frostbite, balancing his weight on all four paws. He would fight her, this time, if only because his instincts had taken over.
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    "He who denies it, did it," came her taunting remark in an almost childish manner. At the mention of sinners she rolled her eyes. "Ain't we all?" True, no? Were they not all guilty of some sin at some point in their lives? Did they not all deserve punishment for their "sins"? Before she could speak again, she noticed him looking at her. His unseeing silver orbs had somehow turned blood-red crimson like a demon's. For whatever reason, that had sent the "fearless" wolf's heart pounding in fright. "What the hell?" The incredulous question escaped her maw as Frost took a single pawstep forwards and blinked in confusion.


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    pretty damn good for tired!
    rushed-ish
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    He could feel it; the curse was trying to get out, trying to kill. It was frustrated - if it could be frustrated - that he kept it contained. It was like a snake, crafty and deadly. Wanting to be let loose. But he refused. He already had enough to bear, without adding more. So he forced it to stay locked up. That was the only real control he had at the moment - that, and he could probably pull his blows - since most of his attention was on containing said curse.


    He forced himself to ignore the taunt, unseeing - crimson - optics focused directly towards Frostbite. "What, are you all bark and no bite? Are you scared of me? Or are you just a coward?" There was no glee in the taunt, merely sharp indifference, as if he didn't really care what she said.
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    you think so? it's his first time really having to fight against the curse, so i was kinda worried
    tired af bc had to do so much homework
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    "Coward," Frost snapped in sudden anger, a lower, more threatening growl rising in her throat. Her hackles rose, momentarily wondering if she should attack or not, but ultimately deciding she'd take him on. She would go with her previous tactic: charging at the other wolf and ram into him - this time into his flank - in an attempt to knock him over.


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    nah it's good!
    rushed bc dinner + same #ffdistractsfromschool
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    Unfortunately for Frostbite, the same trick wouldn't work again. Not while his instincts where controlling him. The wolf moved easily out of the way, spinning around and using the momentum from the spin and aiming to knock her away with a swipe from his paw. He might not be the strongest person, but the momentum he'd gained from the dodge, combined with his soldier instincts, caused the hit to be quite hard - if it hit, of course. "Pathetic. At least try."
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    but he's so different like this
    are you sure i play him well when he's like this?
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    She anticipated the impact of her body into his side but the moment never came. Instead she was kicked away by the blind wolf; now that had been unexpected. She fell to her side and spent a moment recovering from the shock that was his retaliation. Of course, she expected him to retaliate, just not like that. Frost was up on her paws again, lips curled back in a snarl at his comment. Comeback-less, she quickly circled behind him and pounced, aiming to grab the scruff of his neck and use her weight to bring him down. If this worked, of course she would either take a bite from him or she would be giving the killing bite. If not, well then, he'd probably have a bleeding bite mark on the back of his neck.


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    he is very different
    you do play him well like this imo
    as for me? eh... i think i should stick to calm, sweet Winter; Frostbite acts more like a adolescent thug wannabe than anything else xD
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    He sensed her moving, and when Zeref felt teeth sink into his scruff, he did, in fact, go down... on purpose. Instead of falling how she wanted, Mal attempted to roll over on top of her and wriggling out of her grasp. He could feel the warm, sticky feeling of blood on his neck, and knew that there was dark green blood on the back of his neck, thouhnit was hard to see because of the black fur there. But not a yelp, not even a whimper, left his maw. In all honesty, he seemed as if he didn't even care. He did, of course, but a soldier couldn't afford to care, couldn't afford to hesitate, not in a battle. Lives were lost that way. He'd learned that the hard way, once. He wouldn't repeat that mistake.


    Never again.


    "Honestly. For someone who's got a big bark, you surely don't have much of a bite. I wonder why." His tone still seemed indifferent, as if he couldn't care less about the situation. Instincts, again: never let emotions interfere. Ever.
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    why am i so good at playing badass characters and angsty characters
    though i suppose that is a nice thing to be able to do
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    He went down. Not the way she initially wanted, but he went down nonetheless. However, just as the victorious feeling was creeping up, she was on the ground; he had wriggled out of her maw and rolled on top of her. Frost should have known it was part of his plan; she was oblivious to the lack of a pained vocalization of some kind. This fact was acknowledged immediately as she exclaimed incredulously "What the f*ck man?!"


    "Honestly. For someone who's got a big bark, you surely don't have much of a bite. I wonder why."


    The indifference in his tone told her that he could very much care less for this situation and would walk away without a backward glance if he chose to. So why didn't he?


    She decided it was high time to break out her powers. Not invisibility - that would be a pointless and stupid endeavor. But conjuration would be excellent. She would twist under him and use her strong haunches to shove him off so she could roll onto her paws. The white wolf would then conjure a thick wooden bat, quickly aiming to strike him at the base of his skull. Of course, her attempt would be to knock him out or kill him, but neither would be possible as the momentum needed was not used. At most - if a connection of flesh and wood was made - it would daze him. If that was the case, she planned to conjure a knife next to try to slash at his neck.


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    teach me
    i can't play those kinds of chars!!!

    me @ Winter's first exclamation


    tired but obviously not tired enough to go search for cheesy memes
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    He used the shove to roll back to his feet, dodging the blow as he sensed her movement. He hadn't used his powers, but it seemed that she couldn't beat him without them. Oh well. Zeref wasn't going to use his; let her see it as arrogant, if she wanted, but frankly, he was afraid he'd lose the slight amount of control over his magic that he had. Mal couldn't let that happen.


    He decided to give her a bit of a scare, though, and aimed to cause the baseball bat to decay, releasing a tiny bit of his magic. He wasn't using it against her, technically; it would just give her a scare, which was what he wanted. "What did I say? Actually try. See if you can prove to me that you aren't all talk. Give it your best shot." He was egging her on, though his tone was still coldly indifferent.
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    it's because I'm a goddess
    the goddess of pizza memes and sugar
    &
    wait wait wait
    am I your senpai now
    mobile + tired
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    Mobile Tags; Updated 12/05/16

    Mobile Tags; Updated 12/05/16

    Mobile Tags; Updated 12/05/16

    Mobile Tags; Updated 12/05/16


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    Female | 15 months | White Wolf

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    The moment the baseball bat began to decay, she dropped it; it never had a chance to hi the ground before it was nothing more than ashes. Her eyes went wide, having never seen something like that.


    "You gotta be shittin' me," Frost muttered half to herself, lookeing up to glare at the wolf, now pushing her to attack him with something better. How? How could he dodge her and manage to turn a baseball bat into dust? Was she in over her head?


    She conjured a knife, but then noticed something: the dog tags of course but something else was attached. Having no clue what it was but natural curiosity urging her to say something, she suddenly asked aloud "What is that" while blue eyes stayed trained on the object and body unmoving.


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    XD idk mayyybe
    i got up waay too early :-\
    for gosh sake Winter watch your language!
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