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  • winter is coming for me [private]

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    ooc. *dies of laughter at Zombie calling himself an oversized dingo because she might have read that as oversized dildo*


    She heard him approach, she always did. He was... hard to miss, to say the least. His awake self wasn't stealthy at all, and his sleepy self was even worse off. She heard the yell, making her idly wonder what he was shouting at. She heard the thump, figuring his flailing had finally dumped him on the floor. and then she heard his loud pawsteps, getting louder and louder until they stopped, and she could scent him. Even his scent was unmistakable, although to a wolf scents were always unique. His was of honey and musk - very interesting, for such a character. Her own was unique too, although she couldn't exactly smell her own scent very well.


    Her head turned slightly to the right, as if she had begun to turn towards him and she had forced herself to stop. That, or as if she was simply listening. "Zombie." Her voice, soft and quiet, was still quite obviously heard. And it still carried that weary tone, though it was tinged with adknowledgement. She didn't really want to talk to him. Not after what happened a few days ago, and then today. Two very different things, but things nonetheless.


    "No one." She had been talking to herself, of course. Or maybe to the landscape, if one wanted to look at it that way. "And I couldn't sleep." No, she would not disclose why. She would not disclose that she was conflicted inside. She would not disclose that she was confused. She would not disclose that she was hurt. She would not disclose how unnatural she felt. She would not disclose how she felt she didn't belong.


    No, she wouldn't disclose any of that because it was already so obvious.


    ooc. soo setting up for a really heart-wrenching heart-to-heart. also, meh post because it's 3am.


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  • what has this world come to? [private, boreas]

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    That didn't take long for her to be noticed. She wasn't surprised, though. She turned her head to glance at him before looking back towards the horizon. "What do you want?" Her voice wasn't hateful either - rather, it was tired. She didn't even feel like arguing the 'pup' part. She pushed her mind off him when he returned to his kill, but that too, of course, didn't last. "No." Her response was quick, curt, definite.


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  • what has this world come to? [private, boreas]

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    That was acceptable. It was, after all, nature. She ignored his snort, and looked up at the sky. "Danger. What does it make a difference if I'm in the castle or not? Everywhere is dangerous. Whether you be in the woods, a castle, or otherwise. Being with your own mother is dangerous," here her words turned bitter, and she paused for a moment before continuing. "Being with a group of people is dangerous. Being near you is dangerous." She finally looked over, eyes expressionless as her voice, now that the bit about her mother had passed. "The only thing that prevents you from killing those that annoy you is because you'd be kiccked out of Westeros if you harmed a member." She shrugged, snorting and looking to the sky. "Being in the sky is dangerous, too. So why does it matter, where I am? Regardless, I will be in danger. The levels of it may vary, but the fact remains."


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  • winter is coming for me [private]

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    Arianna let a small smile grace her features. "I said four words," she corrected. "That's not a whole lot of talking, Zomb." Then that smile faded, and she tilted her head, considering something. "No, no, I don't think so," she murmured. "A sleepy Zombie is in fact quite civilized." She paused, another smile appearing. "Well, depending on the person." that was another thing she noticed - he was selectively an asshole. To her, he wasn't. To everyone else, yes. Well, except Romulus as well, and that's because they had similar things on the mind.


    "It is late," she agreed, tail moving slightly to press against her hind paw. She still didn't look over at him. "As for Boreas, he won't come here." He had no interest in coming to the land where those that pissed him off went. Nevertheless, she rose and turned towards him, sighing and staring everywhere except at Zombie. It was... difficult to look at him - although the thoughts were easier than they were before. "I guess I'll come inside." It was quite obvious Zombie was tired, and that he wasn't going inside without her... so why not.


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  • what has this world come to? [private, boreas]

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    "No," she replied honestly. "If you were going to do that, you would have already. If you were like that, then you would have reacted far differently than you did yesterday. If you were like that, I doubt you'd have as many children as you do. Well, alive children. And no... you are not lower than me." Arianna sighed. "But you, of course, have faults. And one of those faults is an inability to listen to criticism of one you feel doesn't deserve criticism. Another one of those faults is dismissing someone, simply because you feel like they are higher. No, you aren't a monster. Those that are like my mother are the monsters, but not you." It really was a struggle, putting what she felt into words - some of it, even with her words, stayed unvoiced. There wasn't much she could do about it, though.


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  • AGONIA! {{ open, pregnant

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    Arianna paused in her leaving, looking over her shoulder. "Did I ask to be born? Did I want to be born? No. You didn't ask to be Queen... but now you are, deal with it. As for being born into royalty... I was born to a whore," Arianna spat. "I was born into beatings. I was born into being told to fuck off. I was born being told that I was something that was never wanted, and that I would be abandoned at the first possible moment. And then I was abandoned, here. Gave up the abusive mother and instead come to have a father who barely acknowledges my existence. Exile? Fine. Exile me. Another abandonment, nothing unusual. Maybe I'd be lucky enough and die if you exiled me. But then again, I'm a spoiled brat who doesn't know pain, right? Because being abandoned and being told you are worthless from the moment you were coherent obviously isn't painful." Her sarcasm was obvious, as was her disdain as she turned away once more, walking away until she was truly gone from sight.


    ooc. officially oUT.


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  • Whats says to a midnight stroll || O ; Arctic Swim

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    When she first heard the melodic sound, her ears flattened, although when it began to taper off - very quickly - they raised once more. It was... less a demand and more a request, she sensed. A request for her to join him and the rest of the group. She hesitated, but gave in quickly - she could have resisted a demand, but not a request. Not a please.


    She circled around, stepping outside just as Amatus appeared, and she froze, listening. Then her eyes glinted darkly, and she stalked forward soundlessly. "The Queen," Arianna spat the title, her disgust clear in her voice. "Decided to become pregnant with kits from Boreas' serval form. At a point of time when she should be more worried about the state of the kingdom rather than her personal thoughts." Her voice was a growl - the direwolf was pissed at the mere mention of the so-called queen.


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  • WESTEROS PLOT/CHAT THREAD

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    Haha yeah xD They just... don't mesh. Right now, at least. Right now Arianna thinks that Skyrim is skirting her duty of being queen because "she didn't ask to be queen". Sooo xDD


    I have to go update the heart chart... because Skyrim has fallen into the "hate" category.


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  • WESTEROS PLOT/CHAT THREAD

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    sPEAKING OF THREADS WITH LAINE. Frosty, go read that thread with Skyrim being pregnant xD I believe Laine is there


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  • wonder what has happened... -- open

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    Arianna noticed the cat on her - er, Stark - lands, and she approached, sniffing. Lannister. She could smell it. "What are you doing here, Lannister?" she asked gruffly, drawing up beside the cat and sitting next to it. Nothing banned the other houses from wandering, but it was general curtusy not to. However, she wasn't about to attack one who didn't deserve it.


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  • Happy birthday t[o] me {PALADIN'S 6-MONTH BIRTHDAY}

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    Arianna poked her head over to hear what Zenzan said, and she honestly agreed. Why would there be any difference? It's just a month. Plus, it's not like you grow all at once; it's a gradual thing so it wouldn't be obvious. Arianna pulled back her head and sighed, wandering out of the library. Nothing of interest to her here.


    ooc. out.


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  • wonder what has happened... -- open

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    "Derangedheart, get off Stark land unless you want to be forcibly removed." Open land or not, if a Warden - or daughter of a Warden, in this case - said get off, you got off. She really was annoyed by the cat, and didn't understand why the bastard even joined Westeros.


    Turning her attention towards the sky, she nodded. "It certainly is beautiful. It's good to see it - it's been snowing an awful lot lately."


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  • what has this world come to? [private, boreas]

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    At first, Arianna did tense when he approached. One look, however, and she immediately relaxed, turning her attention back to the landscape. She blinked in surprise as suddenly the wind calmed, and she felt a force of heat hovering above her. "Thank you," she murmured. Then she slowly nodded. She didn't know that - and despite her wholehearted disapproval of Skyrim's actions, she wouldn't wish death on the poor feline. Nevermind the fact that would distract her even more from the kingdom.


    "It's not only her job, but her life," she added, with a small smile. And if she didn't want that to be her life, then she ought to step down and let someone else lead. That was also implied in her tone. She swished her tail over the snow, feeling it puff up before settling again. A snort escaped her at Boreas' next words; she couldn't help herself. It was just... so amusing. "Name me three people that don't dislike Zombie, myself and Skyrim excluded." She wasn't serious, as was told by her amusement, even though her tone took a slightly darker edge when Skyrim was mentioned. She did not like how Skyrim seemed to claim Zombie. He is mine. "No, what led me to that belief is the look in your eyes when you regard certain individuals. I seem to have misjudged you, though, and for that..." she paused, a flash of annoyance passing unseen through her eyes, "I apologize." Yeah, apologizing for a Stark was not easy.


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  • All I had was one wish [open - hunting]

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    Arianna nodded slowly. She was not aware of that - she simply assumed. And when the tiger elaborated on how she hypnotized the buck, she widened her eyes. "So it truly was not painful," she murmured. Then she offered a small smile. "I apologize if I offended you. I personally... enjoy the thrill of the hunt," she admitted, drawing a paw across the ground. "I also enjoy the taste of blood mixed in with the meat, which is why I'm glad not all the blood is gone." It was also nice of her to gift. She didn't say that though. Her ears swiveled as she heard soft whines, and she turned to see Zombie whimpering at the blood. Umm. Nodding to Connie - whose presence beside her went unacknowledged prior - she moved towards the other direwolf and nudged him with her nose. She was sort-of-not-really the same size as him; she was almost fully grown, and she was going to be big. "Hey," she murmured with her nose against his fur. Then she withdrew. "There's plenty more to taste in the buck."


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  • WESTEROS PLOT/CHAT THREAD

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    America is full of people who don't know hwo to drive xDD


    Don't worry Dan, you'll unfortunately get used to it. On a side note, that's awesome that you are 6'4 xD Tall people are awesome!


    I'm dating someone who is 6'4" right now so xD I'm 5'4 >.>


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  • Is this not charming? [open - power discovery]

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    Uhhm. Arianna blinked. There was a tiger running around with flowers blooming behind her. Uhhhm. Arianna didn't know what to make of this. The wolf tilted her head, and she gave a small grin. They certainly were beautiful. Pity they died the moment th tiger moved away... the tiger that didn't even notice it. Until she skidded to a halt, and Arianna approached.


    "Yes, a magic," Arianna agreed, looking down at the earth.


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