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A Wolf Rescued [Sterek][BxB][PAFP]
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Hey! I would love to roleplay this idea with you! :3
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omg yes someone actually responded~
I would love to roleplay with you and I'm quite excited with this prompt. Do you have any preferences with who you play or where we start?
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I do have a preference to who I would like to play. I would like to play Muse A or Person A. I would like to start off basically where Person A is released where Person B is. If that is okay with you?
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Person A would be Stiles, and that's perfectly fine with me. I'll be playing Derek then. Would you like to start?
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Sure that would be fine. Give ma a few though.
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um, are we still doing this?
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The wolf was shaking as he could feel humans touching him. He was being deposited to their new area. He had a collar and a tag. He opened his eyes and he saw beautiful earth and trees and a small pond and some mountains. He felt the cold dirt under his paws. His gray fur getting ruffled by the wind and a human hand. He was still shaking. He saw other wolves by the pond and he sniffed the area smelling a alpha nearby. He also saw wolves that were also being released here. He smiled mentally. He padded away he was cautious and he padded slowly. The scent of alpha very clear in his nose. He wasn't as scared but he was still shaking.
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—DEREK HALE
[fancypost=background: transparent; width: 430px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 14px; color: silver;]A large black wolf made himself known, padding out of his den, a cave etched from rock covered by trees and underbrush that he'd claimed as soon he'd been left alone. Lone wolves were scarce since they were made to be pack animals. However, Derek couldn't find it within himself to join another pack and find happiness there, not when his own had perished tragically in a forest fire a few years ago. No, he'd much rather be alone.
Walking further into his territory (no wolves come to bother him anymore after numerous attempts that ended in gaping wounds), his nose picks up the new scents downwind. 'Great, new wolves.' He growls to himself. Deciding to ignore the problem for now, he continues his trek for unassuming prey that could make a good morning snack.
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The young wolf had been following the scent, but he ended up getting stuck in some type of trap. He yelped in pain as he paw was stuck. He n=knew he was to be stuck here due to his new area. He could smell the alpha's scent pretty strong. He yelped some more. He was very skinny, but he still had some meat to survive. He yelped and he was shaking. "Why do I have to be so stupid?" he asked himself out loud since no one would probably answer.
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—DEREK HALE
[fancypost=background: transparent; width: 430px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 14px; color: silver;]Derek heard the yelps just seconds after his powerful jaws clamped around the rabbit's middle, effectively killing it. He briefly wondered whether he should go chase them off, considering by the volume of those yelps, the intruder must be pretty close to him. Sighing, he resolves to come back after he drops off his meal in his den. If the wolf is still there by the time he's back— well, he'll deal with it when the time comes.
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The male laid there whining from time to time. He noticed the alpha smell went away. He was mumbling to himself as he began to shake.
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—DEREK HALE
[fancypost=background: transparent; width: 430px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 14px; color: silver;]Derek took his sweet time walking back to his den, depositing the rabbit for later consumption before leaving his den for the second time that day. The scent of one of the new wolves was still there, getting stronger as he returns to where he was before and then a little further, following the sweet-smelling scent. Like honey and cinnamon— but beneath all that, something foul and bitter; fear and anxiety. With hurried steps, the enormous black alpha broke through the underbrush and caught sight of the gray wolf, a small little thing, laying on the ground, making whining noises because of a trap he had gotten his paw stuck in.
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The wolf looked and saw the alpha. He smelt sweet, but he felt that was not the case. He whimpered and yelped as he tried to get up failing. He felt pathetic as he seemed. He was new to the wild.
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[fancypost=background: transparent; width: 430px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 14px; color: silver;]Derek stood there for a moment, just admiring the small, vulnerable wolf before him. He eyed the little, gray wolf. Surely, it wouldn't attack him or do any real damage to him?
Making up his mind, the black wolf padded closer to the smaller, trying to make himself look as un-intimidating as possible, though his size made that feat almost impossible. He approached with silent steps, rumbling soothingly in comfort when the wolf tried to get up, only to hurt himself even more by failing. Once he was so close to the other wolf their noses were almost touching, he swiftly broke the trap and helped release the other wolf's paw.
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The wolf whined a little. He felt his paw free. He laid down afterwards out of respect towards the alpha male. He sniffed softly. His ears were perked down and he was shaking softly
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—DEREK HALE
[fancypost=background: transparent; width: 430px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 14px; color: silver;]Derek rumbled happily at the act of submission. He stepped back to give the gray wolf more space.
"Raise your head, little one. What's your name?" The alpha asked gruffly, taking care not to frighten or startle the other wolf.
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The male lifted his head as he looked at the alpha. "M-my name is S-stiles..." The male answered. He kept laying down out of respect. His hazel eyes looking at the male. He had to admit he felt pretty pathetic as he looked at the male. He had to be freed, and he was acting weak. He noticed the male had felt happy due to his submissiveness. He still laid down, he felt that he should because he didn't know what the alpha would do.
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[fancypost=background: transparent; width: 430px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 14px; color: silver;]"Well, Stiles," Derek rumbled, "May I ask what you're doing here in my territory?" He allows his fangs to poke out a little, just for show. Just to show that he's still the boss here, still in control, despite how nice and surprisingly friendly he's being towards this wolf he'd just met. It's probably the smell that's getting to him.
Once again invading his personal space, he grabs Stiles' scruff lightly with his teeth, subtly coaxing him to stand. After all, actions speak better than words.
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The male whimpered and he stood up, but he backed away. "I-I d-don't know w-why I am in y-you territory..." He says softly. He was telling the truth. He had no idea why he was here. He was scared that the alpha was going to kill him so he backed away. He saw the alpha's teeth and almost laid down instead he just looked at him with his ears down. He was shaking. He didn't know what was going to happen. He was hungry and he was cold. He still looked at the alpha.
them both). Just a note though- I might take a while to reply because of school so there won't be pressure for you to reply quickly either. However, I would prefer for this to stay PG-13; If it doesn't, I will most-likely fade to black when it gets too graphic. Anyway, that should be all, thanks~