Posts by VELVETEEN

-- will do opening it up now!

Hmm, she was never really one for birthdays and she never celebrated her own. As kids her and her siblings had but now it was long forgotten in a sea of time and mistakes. So she hadn't come prepared as the growing Cleo spoke up about her birthday. Her tail swayed back and forth as she watched the scene, almost caught up in her own thoughts when it came to watching what was going on before her. With a light smile pulling at the corner of her muzzle she figured that she should give the young hybrid something or at least after Jace was gone and not being nosey. Sitting down the long legged candid would dip her head lightly. "Always good to have a birthday. How about as a two part gift I say I owe you a favor as the first one?" She felt that was a good gift and her eyes glimmered with mischief before she chuckled lightly and shook her head. She was happy to see Cleo growing up even if she was not her child. Which was moderately odd given her normal nature but she was fond of the kid. More fond than she was of many of the individuals around her.

Evangeline really thought that she would find love here and that she would be welcomed and seen as a true Ruiner. The woman had her doubts with this because of how things had been going lately but she didn't refuse the kind words. It was the kindness anyone had treated her besides Canoris and she wasn't sure on the one eyed wolf. Still it was fine. She was grown up and she could stomach the worse, even if holding back all her emotions made her break from time to time. As the other touched her nose to her head she allowed a shaky sigh to leave her and she shook, pushing her paw up to press against her eye before rubbing lightly. Stupid crying. It always got her nowhere. "Yeah, sure." Even now she felt that yearning to believe what her grandmother was saying was true but there was already an impression deeply marring the truth. No one really liked her hear and it was the same as with thr Exiles. They would rather tame her than actually know her. At the mention of the fight she wanted to snort. There was example one, the mutt that had decided to speak up against her and she had swiftly put him in his place. "He started it by the way. I didn't have anything to do with him." Her voice was raw, anger bleeding in before she glanced toward Evangeline because of her last statement. "You want to be in my life. But it is only because I'm a Ruiner now and I get that. Enemies stay enemies. I...I want my family back but I'm just...." She didn't know if she could trust anymore.

Celandine !? There is currently no age restrictions with the Ruins so she is all good for capturing and ransoming your char if you want to, she would ask for precious items in return or information, or maybe even favors in return for then getting Celandine back!

A slow blink brought her gaze to Canoris and though she was normally a spitfire and ready to go off at a moments notice she didn't. She knew what she was doing was well worth the time instead of making a flimsy altar to a god who would more than likely kill them than bless them. Her shoulders shrugged carefully at the comment before she moved her paws, twisting and bending the strips to manipulate then where she wanted them to go. Over and under. For a moment she was still silent and then the one eyed wolf asked her about if she could show her how and she was reminded of the Exiles all over again. A stiffening of her back as she remembered Jimin asking almost the same thing. It could all happen again and she knew that but she tried to push that paranoia away as she licked her chomps and glanced at the wolf once more. "Sure, you just basically want to make sure that everything stays interwoven. Each strip has a place and you weave them under and over continously making sure to pull it tight onto keeps a shape." As she talked she showed, shifting the stems before she looked to Canoris again to see if she got that.

Another sweeter voice spoke up and she gave a small smile toward Cleo, a genuine one as she asked about her crafting. "Something I picked up when I was a little girl. Helped with a lot going on back then." Before she tried to distance herself from groups as a whole when she was shoved to the back. Elain was next to show up and he spoke about using her baskets for ambassador visits. Sure. That was fine with her. "Sure. I used them once before to deliver rather nice gifts to the Cartel." There was a devious humor to her voice before she noticed what Orville was doing with some spare twigs, which caused her to laugh softly, pulling her ears forward to brush against her horns. "Nice one."

There was someone yelling, a banshee in the morning light screeching about something and frankly giving her a headache. The maned wolf had recently stolen something that she hadn't even really thought was important but by this loud demand of giving back their shit it was easy to see that yes, it was something important. These tags that she had taken were of some worth and to this one in particular, wonderful. A light smirk was placed on the woman's maw as she made her way toward the border, tail swaying back and forth as wind seemed to only slide along her fur. A breeze that was very much out of place as she paused there to stare at the individual. She lived off of riling others, seeing their anger and forcing them to get angrier and that was when they made mistakes. "I'm not sure of what you are screeching about. We don't normally take shit." Sitting down she would tilt her head a bit as she knew that this one had come a long way and she could tell by the exhaustion lingering in her stance. "You might want to sit down before you fall down also and at least be civil."

If she was then they could come up with a compromise, she could get her so called shit back and then she could get what she wanted in turn and they could go their separate ways once the transaction was all set and done with.

This was honestly the most laughable thing that she had witnessed this week. The fact that they had went so far as to touch possibly their own shit or someone else's to put it in a pot to be insulting of a god she barely cared about spoke volumes about that group. She had seen the notes that were laying around the pyramids and had followed their tracks as well to their crude altar. She knew that some would be very angry and think that this was blasphemy but she found it to be low and pathetic. She had a nose and a sharp sense of smell so she the smell of fecal matter before she had even gotten too close to the pot itself. It wasn't air tight and the smell leaked out of it and made her nostrils curl with annoyance for a short moment. But she shook her head and turned her back on the whole display, uncaring of the connotations that were supposed to inflame. After all this wasn't a way to get to her but the crazy cult worshippers. "Someone else can clean this up." Was her only comment as she turned and left the scene.

yeah I can make it after work!

Truth be told she didn't care. Be it an adult or a kid they were all fair game to her and that was how she had come across this little pipsqueak here. From the Hellraisers no less and she smiled lightly with intrigue and wondering just what they would do to get her back. Now she had left a note specifically telling them that they could pay to have her back or owe her favor. Either one that they wished and she gave a snort and she dropped the child upon the sands, cold ice colored orbs narrowed slightly. "This is your home for a little while. I won't hurt you unless you are mouthy. Now lets see what your friends will do to get you back." She wanted something of value, she wanted to perhaps have the Hellraisers at her back and call. Favors and being indebted had clear potential and strength behind it. If they were smart they would cough it up or risk the kid getting hurt. Probably drowned in the ocean or better yet she would let one of the crazy zealots drown her in the Blood Nile for their ridiculous faith.

Celandine !?

"That would be me. So I'll be dealing with you." And she meant what she said. This was her transaction and her deal to make and no one else's. If they wanted to make a stink about that they could go ahead and throw a tantrum but she was not about to let someone else rule over what she had caused. Stepping through the desert sands the maned wolf would appear as if out of the place herself although that was merely the fact that she was crawling up a sand dunes to get to the situation. With ease she ignored the other two, eyes focused on the individual that was before her and the scent of the Hellraisers that came from the other's pelt. She gave a small dip of her head, courteous she could be when she had to and if she actually cared to be respectful. Taking a deep breath in she tilted her head slightly. "So, I'm to assume you came for the kid? And if you did what do you plan to give up in exchange for her because I'm not going to give her back freely." She demanded something in return because life was not fair like that.

The last game of truth or dare hadn't really taken off so she at least hoped that this one actually went somewhere. She was starting to get tired of the moody angry adults that acted more like kids most of the time and she felt like this could allow for some actual fun. Flicking her tail back and forth the maned wolf would make her way over to the area, taking note of whom was there. Her eyes narrowed slightly as she looked upon the pastel colored pelt of the mutt that thought he was some tough guy but lacking anything that would suggest as so. Sitting down she ignored Elian completely and looked to Cas giving her more of a greeting smile than anything as she pulled her ears forward. Oh yes, she was all game and she hoped that a dare would come out of this. Make someone go to an enemy territory and start a party or something. Anything that might give her a good laugh or even some type of thrill. After all games were supposed to be fun anyway.

"I've hardly begun." A grin split her maw wide, sharp teeth glinting as the sun bounced off them. This was amusing to the woman and she enjoyed seeing her anger. Insults did nothing but bring a large laugh exploding from her liquored lips and she shook her head a bit. "This is no way to get back the things you want. Resulting to name calling and insults like some common rat." Yet she knew she was hypocritical, she would stoop so low personally. She would kill and she would desecrate a body with no regrets and this was no different than that. Though the demanding was starting to get on her nerves. Her hackles raising before she stood up. Wind disturbed and whipped around her form almost like a personal maelstrom as she pulled her ears forward. "Now you need to sit down and shut up, bitch. Because I have what you want and you have fucking nothing. I will tear you limb from limb if you ever so much as think you will touch any Ruiner here." Sand being picked up by the wind rushed through the air and she narrowed her eyes slightly. She would obey or she would perish here on this border. Her blood spilling and wasting across the shifting earth and she would be glad to throw her body back to the Flights.

"You want your trash back then you will give me what I want, plain and simple. Or I could just have someone melt them down and give you a lump of metal." Whichever she chose and she already knew what she wanted. Those feather fucks loved their little sacred birds, so she wanted one straight from their precious jungle and if she could have that then her tags could be given back to her with no further unneccessary steps.

The woman paused as she had already been leaving the scene but it appeared that she was being ordered around to get their prisoners. A snort left the maned wolf as she turned to look at Bloodpoppy not finding much in the way of respect for one of the Ruins zealots. "Are your legs broken?" She asked the question with a sharp sarcasm before she rolled her eyes and glance to Elian. She had no reason to go and fetch some omega when the elements would break this rickety statement apart in no time. With that being said she didn't even bother to wait and see if something was going to happen or not. It didn't matter to her since she had already been leaving and so she continued seeing her way out as discussion was being brought up about if they should hit back over some poorly thought out prank if one could call it that since they had the nerve to touch shit. Stepping away she didn't turn around to look back as she disappeared over the sands.

-- out

She recognized the opening move easily, the snipping bites coming from Eze fading to the back of her mind as the mountain lion came toward her. All this did was piss her off more because others seemed to enjoy throwing their weight around when it came to her slimmer figure. Her eyes widened, her pupils contracting as she suddenly shifted herself, using her speed to get her out of range of the other's move to pin her to the ground. But it put her close enough for a counter attack which she used her agility to spring right into it. Aiming to snap her jaws against his side and tear open his flesh. If that worked she would lick her lips of his blood, claws reaching to try and strike against his face. This was a fight she felt that was worth fighting unlike the one that she had been forced to engage in against Elian's mutt. Her body was tense, breathing harsh as she felt the rush of adrenaline coursing through her body.

Just like a moth to a flame she expected Bloodpoppy to say something when she decided to take charge of a situation she had began. Her eyes did not leave the Hellraisers. Easily ignoring the voice buzzing in her ear as she pulled them forward and tilted her head a bit. Yes, she had left her note to be open ended and it was necessary. Because she wanted to see what they were willing to part with in exchange for the life of another. Some kid that was most likely important to them. Kyoko did ask an important question here and she decided to also push that forward. "Yes, did you bring these gemstones you think are valuable? I'd like to see them." Were they rubies, sapphires, emeralds, diamonds, or maybe a few tigereyes. Either way she was sure that she would get something out of this. Curling her tail around herself she would shift a bit, brushing the sands with her paws as she waited. To be fair since the kid was so interested in them she wouldn't mind giving little Kyoko some of the gems. This was just more so for the feeling over power she was holding over the individual right now.

The woman was definitely around somewhere and though she enjoyed the quiet of her room she had been out looking for something to eat. Now as she was coming back she carried with her the remains of what appeared to be a large white bat. Whatever the circumstances she had managed to catch it and was bringing it back when she spotted the large raptor trying to get into her room and then changing his form to that of a lupurca to get in. Humor slide across her facial features and she allowed a soft chuckle to leave her lips as she entered after him. Setting the bat down she would turn her cold colored eyes to the other. "Well. I'm here now." Her voice was filled with amusement before the tiredness dragged it down and he paused to sit before allowing a soft yawn to drag from her lungs. "What do we need to talk about?" The days in the Ruins had been chaotic for sure and there were a lot of animals that didn't like her. Though she already knew that she gave them no reason to. They had sealed their fates the moment they decided to treat her like scum for merely wanting to see and at least have her grandmother in her life. Especially when she had become a prisoner here. Now she was moving through their ranks and enjoying the power that came with it.

With ease she laid down and she flicked her tail, motioning for Eze to lay down beside her among the multitude of pelts she kept from her skinned victims.

To be frank she was annoyed by the sudden silence that was elasping between them. It was almost as if she needed something to direct her anger at. But with no other fuel to stoke her flames she was beginning to simmer and to think. She hated the way he sat there and just continued to drink his alcohol. A part of her wanted to snatch it from his paws and down it all herself but she was never one to be a truly heavy drinker. So with him just being here she was about to turn away from him. Her head was starting to ache as well, strange flashes seeming to crop up in her mind's eye and she winced slightly. Lifting a paw up she began to rub at her temple, releasing a sigh that swelled her chest for a moment. There were things that she knew she found invigorating about the male who she always argued with. There was the challenged that he brought with him. His willingness to fight her at every turn while others either failed or made sloppy attempts. She knew if she pushed him too far that she could plausibly be attacked or even exiled from the Ruins with no sort of warning to give. That was his power but he had so much more beyond just the title of a king. It was a dance with danger and she found it exhilarating. But she would never admit to herself anything of the sort. Not his brutish strength or or his unyielding command.

Her eyes flashed up as if she had heard his words but she was more focused on the fact that something was breaking her focus here. Her sharp and tundra frozen eyes slowly began to wide as images washed through her head and they were obviously not of her own. Her pupils dilated, the black circles eating up the pale irises till they were nothing but thin rings. There she stared, sucking in a sharp breath as she saw him. Saw Elian leaning toward her and placing his muzzle against her own. Kissing her. Being so close to her and she felt as if she did smell his scent. The thick smell of smoke and alcohol. Shakily a paw moved to press against her mouth as she looked at him. What the fuck was this? What was that? This was not her yet it let a tingle along her muzzle as if it had actually happened and she pulled her ears back against her skull. "What the fuck....." She breathed out harshly. She didn't looe the way her heart had begun to race. Stop it.

She had to stop it. Suddenly without thinking she aimed to plow herself against the wolf who had sunken down to the ground, trying to force him on his back as she snapped her teeth at him. Paws attempting to press hard against his shoulders she was very self aware of how close she was to him. "Stay out of my head! Quit fucking with me!"

Make sure to work them hard? What? Like how they tried to have dominance over her and had utterly failed? The woman was there but remained silent in the background as she watched the scene play out. Seemed like the pet was trying to show that he actually had some self worth within the Ruins. She also found that she did not actually care about it because she was not here to try and impress others and make them have acceptance of her. She lived for herself and always had. Only extending her circle of those she cared about to a minimal few and that was it. So when she saw the weak Exiler trembling upon the ground she had to wonder at how much of a fight they had actually put up. Her eyes closed for a moment before she turned slightly, debating on if she could even try to have sympathy for them. But no, they were from the group that had decided to discard her, one of their high positions, and treated her like she was nothing to them. So this was a fitting punishment for them. To struggle in the filth of the Ruins and bow down like the slave that they were. She snorted hotly but said nothing as she sat down near Evangeline.

Sand dune sledding? Well that was definitely something she had never tried before and well she was up for it. The woman strolled over with the intent of looking at the objects that would be used for a sled. Planks of wood that had been fashioned in a way to hold them and let them have efficient speed it would seem. Hmm. "I'll give it a try." With a sound in her voice that was of anticipation to feel the wind in her fur and the thrill of adrenaline coursing through her body. With a grin pulling at her muzzle she would grab a plank with ease and begin to hike up the sand dune, sand drifting down from her steps that buried themselves in the ever flowing earth. It couldn't be too hard to slide down a hill of sand although she was sure that falling into it at high speeds wouldn't be a good experience.