I Wish You Could See This... (open)

[;;lust]

"So did you like Diesal?" Darcia asked softly as they padded along the banks of pearl lake and headed for Auvryana forest. Lust sighed and hung her head, closing her eyes though that did nothing she had been blind for almost 6 months now, since the first time she had gotten sick and her vision had started to fade. Reks had pointed it out to Nexus and she had truly wanted to kill him, she hated feeling weak, hated people pitying her when in fast her other senses were even double that of a blind wolf's. She could take care of herself but no one seemed to believe her, though of course Darcia did, he backed off when he needed to.

Lust ignored Darcia's question and they lapsed into silence as they drifted into their own thoughts. She had left her home her friends and her family for this, she had thought it was the right thing to do, she had caused too much trouble and yet she had done much good as well. She often wondered if she should go back but the thought of leaving this place always stopped her. She had fallen in love with it the moment she had entered it. True the Vale had been beautiful and there were many things about it that she missed but this place had found it's place in her heart as well and she could never leave it, though, once upon a time she had thought that about Taiyae as well. She missed Diesel a lot but Amour, Praecox, Forsaken, Chaya; her son Friction, Nexus and Reks had all managed to lodge themselves in her heart as well. Leaving without saying good bye was painful but she knew Forsaken would take good care of Chaya and Praecox and then Diesal would take good care of Friction, Amour and Nexus. He was a good leader no matter what anyone said about him.

She had hated him in the beginning, though she had hated everyone in the beginning, she had hated Darcia as well, though the female Darcia she had always hated along with Mya. Man it was confusing to have you best friend had the same name as your worst enemy and look the same as well. He had described himself to her once, he hadn't discovered she was blind until recently when she had been so lost in thought she had walked into a tree while looking right at it. They had both laughed so hard they had almost broken their jaws, Lust's head still throbbed from that but it was a bearable pain.

"I really wish you could see this, the forest is so beautiful in the fall" Darcia said softly from somewhere behind her and just then did Lust notice he had stopped. A pained look cross her expression as she looked up knowing now that she was right in front of the great forest. She missed being able to see. At least in Taiyae she had seen everything but here she could only imagine things from the descriptions Darcia gave her. Some mornings her vision was hazy and she could see but as the day wore on her vision faded again. Some days she hoped her vision was coming back but she could never tell, her adoptive had always said that maybe the sickness that had taken the color from her eyes would come back and take her site. Stupid flower...

"So do I...." Lust breathed as she sat back on her black haunches and looked up at the great trees. She felt Darcia's presence beside her suddenly and felt him sit beside her. At least they had each other to talk to or Lust would go insane, more alone time wasn't something she wanted especially now that she was blind. She head him chuckle and a small smile touch the black female's maw as she returned his chuckle.

[+M I S C H A+]

<sup>Mischa snorted heavily as the scent of two wolves came drifting into her nostrils. She bowed her head and peered though the trees. Trying to figure out where they are. Her brown eyes filled with pain. She knew once again she was going to be rejected. Maybe even killed. Who knows. Thats the question she asks herself before moving on.
"Am I going to be rejected again?" She whispered quietly. Her voice like a broken angel. Melodic, but filled with dread and sadness. The only thing that seemed to lift her sadness was a good Ole' fashioned chase of a deer or rabbit. Even the occasional squirrel.

Her golden fur shifted in a light breeze. She looked more like a common dog then a majestic wolf. Her half blood cursed her with the looks. She hated it. Loathed herself. But she knew she had to accept it. The was the hardest thing for. Accepting that she knew she will never be with someone. Anyone. The wolf in her hated humans. The dog feared the wolf. Mischa was a natural born loner. Her flopped ears, a common sign of mix breeding, perked their highest. Listening to voices of the wild. A cawing bird. Chattering of a squirrel. The skittering of leaves. And... voices from the wolves she can scent.

Mischa looked at her white paws. All four where the same. Like socks. She growled at herself silently.
Theres no doubt. I'm going to be off by myself once again. I'm too... different." She whispered to herself, as she looked up and stared at some birds on a branch. Together. She flinched and sat down.

Most of her past is just pain. Left alone after her mother died. Her last words to her were, 'Don't be afraid to walk the world alone. You are strong Mischa.' After that, Mischa was on her own. Living life as a loner. Meeting the occasional loner. But getting herself in trouble when they found out she was half dog. But in her heart, she expected it. Even with the lonely she was an outcast. But she knew not to cry over it. It was only going to happen over and over.

Her siblings were unquestionably accepted by humans. Why not her? She doesn't know. Mischa blinked and looked around. Standing on guard, even at the point of paranoia that the wolves were going to come out of no where and attack. Mischa growled at the 'cuddling' birds and jumped up at the branch. Sending the two in flight.
"That's right. Fly. Next time, I'll get you!" Mischa threatened as they took to the skies. She let out a low growl and sat down. Waiting.</sup>

[;;lust]

Darcia watched Lust out of the corner of his eye as she slipped into her own world, looking up at the trees as if she could see them. She had always been quiet, distant and sad, ever since he had met her. Maybe she wasn’t always like that but the female he had lived with was. He often found himself wondering what she was thinking about that made her so sad. Was it the fact she was blind? No, she acted like she had come to terms with her blindness and there was also the fact her other senses were absolutely amazing that made him almost positive that wasn’t what made her sad… From what he had heard about her past there wasn’t much to not be sad about but the majority of the time she was relatively happy. She was just complicated, that was the only word to describe her ever changing personality. The only time she wore her emotions on her face was at times like these when she was too lost in her thoughts to keep them hidden.

He studied Lust openly now, turning his head to look at her, looking at her eyes now. It was odd how many times he forgot she was blind, like when they were running or when they were hunting together. She didn’t seem blind, like now, as she turned her head so she face him, colorless eyes on his own mismatched ones. ”I don’t know… We would always argue and fight but in the end he cared what happened to me and I cared what happened to him, we just never said it, maybe that why I left…” Lust said slowly, never once breaking eye contact. They had been sitting close together so when she had turned her head their noses almost brushed. They remained like this for a long time until Lust finally turned away, gazing into the forest, ears pricked and swivelling as if to catch some sound though Darcia heard nothing.

”What do you hear?” Darcia asked as Lust got to her paws, muzzle now tilted up so she could catch some scent Darcia couldn’t. He followed her gaze into the trees instead, even though he knew perfectly well she was blind and couldn’t see anything at all. She made a motion for him to follow her lead, lowering her head to show she was in hunting more. He was on his paws I milliseconds, the adrenaline already coursing though his veins as he head a twig snap then some paw falls. So… someone was ease dropping eh? Lust was already done, melting into the shadows like a silent wrath as she moved to the right. Darcia melted into the shadows to the left and they moved in a narrow V shape towards the intruder.

It couldn’t be a wolf, the only other animals in Anoki were prey and themselves… Maybe others were starting to come to Anoki… Well them maybe they should just kill them, it was their turf after all, not other’s but a glance to Lust’s barely visible, silver trimmed form told him her intentions were more peaceful then that. A sigh slipped from his maw, he couldn’t help it, he was bored and Lust obviously wasn’t going to let him have much fun…

They came upon the golden thing pretty soon, Lust moving with practiced ease though the trees to position herself downwind from the female before she could even smell her. Darcia though wasn’t as cautious… He moved with cat like grave out of the shadows and towards her, head down and shoulders rolling so his black and silver pelt rippled as his muscles went taunt like iron cords. ”Are you lost? Or are you ease dropping?” Darcia asked in hi usual, taunting, sing song voice. Lust made no move to make her presence known as Darcia came to stop about 3 meters away, standing with his head lowered so his neck was protected. She looked like a dog, he had run into them in the past but with obvious wolf traits. A hybrid maybe?

[Amora[x]]

x. A light breeze blew around the forest, rustling the leaves in the trees above that filtered the sunlight from above. It cast dappled shadows on the mossy ground and the smaller vegetation that dotted the ground, allowing places for prey to hide. A soft trickle could be heard over the rustling, and that signified that this terrain was a perfect place to live. That is, if, you don't mind sunlight every minute of every waking moment. The only place that blocked out the light was under the bushes, but wolves of immense size would not be able to fit underneath there.

x. A white shape slid out of the shadows and into the golden sunlight. It was a wolf, with her lank white fur that hung down from her belly. If you looked at her then, you wouldn't be able to discern the dark gold that glinted from her eyes. However, once she slid once more into the shadow, the gold tint in her eyes would become more pronounced. They were entrancing, just the right mixture of light and dark, calm and collected. They peered at you with unnerving wisdom, as though she knew something you didn't. Her eyes were the one thing that the female wolf prized like the mineral her eyes were named after.

x. Ears twitched as she heard the low voices of other wolves. Their scent had escaped her usually keen nose, and the wind blew her own scent toward them. Her muscles tensed; she wasn't used to being around others. Even though it was against her first instinct, the white wolf slipped out of her coverage to wear three wolves gathered. One had neon green eyes; it hurt her own gold ones just to look at them. The other looked like more of a dog than a wolf. And the last had milky white eyes. A pang of sympathy coursed through the female wolf, though she suppressed it quickly. No one wanted any sympathy, not really.

x. "Hello," she growled at them briskly, though her growl was not a threatening one. It was just she never got to lower her defenses, so her voice was rough and unrefined. Even when she felt happy, her lyrics would still be a low growl, though one may know what mood she is in by the volume. When she's angry, her voice becomes dark and stark. When she's delighted, it rises to a near yip. When she's depressed, it lowers to a soft growl. Her ears flickered for a moment as she waited for a reply. The burrs in her white pelt made her want to scratch them, so her hind paw worked against the ground, waiting for their reply.

[+M I S C H A+]

<sup>Mischa's ears laid back instantly as the large black male wolf came from nowhere. Her golden eyes trying to hold his gaze. Her tail instantly between her legs and she lowered herself. Blinking several times at him. Watching and waiting. Then he spoke.
”Are you lost? Or are you ease dropping?”
Mischa looked to the ground and back up at him. She was about to answer when another wolf. A white one this time.

"Hello" The new wolf had said. Mischa backed away a tiny bit. Getting confused. Stopping her head from swiveling around and searching for more wolves. She had known the two of them were around. But she never expected this many to come at once.
"Um.. no.. I mean... I don't really know... I was just... In the area... I... I never heard anything... I'm sorry... I'll leave now." She said meekly. Turning her head. And slowly backing away. Afraid to turn her back. But she was unaware of the blind one someplace hidden around her.

She would have ran now but the male was too intimidating. If she booked it, god knows what would happen to her if she made a sudden movement around him. Her back was tense. Waiting for him to attack. Paranoia creeped through her veins. Her heart beating just a little faster. It was more like an adrenaline rush then actual fear. At least for her lean body and dog like mind. A chase was what was going through her head. It almost excited her if he was not so.... scary and intimidating.</sup>

[;;lust]

He was quite amused by the odd female and found himself sitting, watching her squirm, searching for words. Lust sat in the shadows, watching emotionlessly as a smirk touched Darcia's muzzle and slowly turned into an almost malicious grin. There was no doubt, he was intimidating and the grin probably didn't help with the female relax. He was quite fine with her now, he had wanted to kill her in the beginning but he always loved watching other squirm and she was definably interesting if nothing else... He had never met a wolf/dog hybrid before and he had to admit, he was quite intrigued but he appearance and personality... He couldn't help but chuckle as she started backing up, towards the waiting female behind her. What a naive little girl... Though it wasn't like they had been talking about anything important after all, he just enjoyed making people feel bad.

He was about to open his mouth and apologize for frightening her but Lust's head snapped to the left and he followed suit hearing and smelling nothing for a while but soon another female's scent came drifting towards him. He tilted his head and shot Lust a quick look before focusing on the female as she finally appeared. A white one, at least she was a wolf. It seemed Anoki was becoming quite popular and he wasn't quite sure if he liked that or not yet. He studied her openly, sizing her up as if waiting for a fight, old habits die hard after all... He lifted his head slightly, showing dominance but still distrust by keeping his neck covered. He wasn't about to trust these guys yet, though as Lust stood silently he lowered his head so he was below her height, she had drawing herself to he full height, tail up straight. She was pretty much the alpha here, at least in his eyes since he had been following her this whole time instead of the other way around.

"Hello there. I'm Darcia" he said with a charming smile as he tilted his head to face the other female, his mismatched gaze on her golden one. Stunning... As he turned his head more his golden left eye came into view so he locked her in moth, different colored eyes. After a moment of studying her he turned quickly to face the other female who had back up almost far enough to bump into Lust. The black female's lips slowly curled back into a snarl, Darcia knew more then anyone she liked her space. "Lust just step back and it's okay, it wasn't like we were talking about anything important... Sorry if I scared you, I didn't mean to. The female behind you is Lust. Could we get your names?" Darcia said, speaking quickly and Lust stepping aside in time but her head swung about to hit Mischa in the butt adn get her out of her space. Annoying mutt...

Darcia couldn't help but chuckle at the whole setting and he sat himself down once more, not noticing he had been on his paws. How odd but Lust was amusing, at least things hadn't gotten messy. Darcia took on a more relaxed position as he watched the 3 females, one of which was his best friend adn the other two he waited patiently for names.

[Amora[x]]

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x. A snort was heard from her nose as the white wolf saw her companions. Her golden eyes gazed unwaveringly at the black wolf that appeared to be the more tolerant one, and a small smirk may have crossed her jaws. She didn't feel it, for she was well aware that she had many times before done so. However, she noted that the hybrid was more scared than anything. Must be her dog blood, she thought dismissively. I suppose you could call her prejudiced. However, she was full wolf, so she wouldn't know about being segregated because of her blood. But she did know about being apart from others because of her past.

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x. "So, you're Darcia? Rather odd for a male, no?" she asked, a sneer embedded into her tones. She was tottering on the edge of anger and scorn. Why? No idea. She was flirting with disaster, and she knew it. The feeling of the sheer terror thrilled her and she circled them, including the female behind the hybrid. Her white fur laid flat on her shoulders and her gold eyes looked around, turning from the half-dog half-wolf, to the male, to the other female. It calmed her down, to flex her hardy muscles, and it also gave the sense that she was about to fight, though she wasn't.

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x. "And you are Lust?" She directed this question to the milky-eyed female. Another pang of sympathy coursed through her, and this time she let it fill her body. If the female could sense it, it would make her angry. And when one was angry, you proved your true strength. Was this sympathy true? Perhaps, but the wolf would never admit it. To admit it would be to tell that she had heart. As much as she liked her heart, she disliked others to know that she could be kind."Were you the first wolf to arrive here?" she asked politely, the only time her tongue may have been curbed.

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[+M I S C H A+]

<sup>The hybrid stopped dead in her tracks as a blind female came out. Snarling. Mischa lowered her body to the ground. Her warm stomach grazing the cold autumn forest floor.
'This one is even more scary then the male.' Was the first thought when she peered into the females milky white eyes. She looked away. Shivering. Then her head turned to the one named Darcia. He had asked for hers and the white wolf's name. Mischa said quietly, barely audible.
"Why should I say my name. I will probably die under your jaws anyway." Mischa thought it was bold to say but these wolves are intimidating and she gave no doubt that they were already thinking of slaughtering her. Theres no POSSIBLE way she was going to be accepted by them. All pure bred. All stronger. Everything she wasnt.

Mischa bowed her head sadly and waited. Then peered at Darcia. He had a hint of... intrest? Mischa shook it out of her head. She looked at him curiously.
'Did... Did he just apologize to me?' She thought. Mischa was stunned. Not one, in her life had apologized for scaring her. They usually laughed and drove her off. 'Whats going on?' Mischa wondered.

Mischa glanced at the white wolf. She was talking to the two other wolves almost casually and angry like.
'I wish I had courage like that.' Mischa thought sadly. her head bowed to the ground again. Sadness filled her. She wanted to so badly to leave. To chase soemthing. To lift her spirits. But what would happen if she ran right then and now? Mischa knew she couldnt out run them all. So instead she stayed glued to the ground. Waiting for something to happen. To see if her assumptions of rejection would come true...</sup>

[;;lust]

Darcia sat back down as Lust moved to stand exactly behind the wolf dog thing as if to prevent her from backing up even more. He sat down, sneering as he turned to face the other female once more. She spoke out of turn, not giving her name, just addressing his own, what was her problem? Didn't she know anything about common courtesy? He did not reply for a long time simply stood and took a few steps closer to her then lowered his head in a slight nod before moving towards Lust and sitting. His attention was soon captured by the hybrid and he clicked his jaws in annoyance at her comment... At the rate she was going that was what it would seem, he was very tempted to break her neck but Lust blinked slowly and he snorted and turned away, trail of thought abruptly cut off. He said nothing now, remaining silent as Lust was addressed by the white female.

Lust moved towards Darcia, hitting Misha in the head with her front left paw before pausing, now standing above her. She slowly lowered her head and growled softly in her ear. "Watch your tongue, I may decided to rip it out next time you say something like that... Now you were asked a question, we're being polite so return the favor" Lust whispered harshly so only the hybrid could hear . She lifted her head now as the other female addressed her once more. She continued walking over Mischa now, making sure to hit her in the back of her head with her right hind paw as she hopped over her head and moved to circle around Darcia and sit on his left hand side. She sighed and listened as the female asked her questions now then tilted her head in a thinking manor.

Darcia noticed the look of sympathy the female gaze Lust and say the look of annoyance as it flickered across Lust's features. He didn't move, just looked between the three other wolves noticing Lust swallow and clench her teeth as she tried to regain control. He knew from experience she hated being pitied, he had pitied her when they had first met and he had gotten more then a few scars. A long story as to why she had been able to give them to him and it involved his sister but at the moment that didn't matter.

"Yes, I'm Lust, yes I'm blind and yes I was the first wolf here, by maybe 30 seconds because he was walking behind me when we got here" Lust said slowly as if she was trying to stay calm or explain something to a pup. She usually talked like this to others, except her friends apparently, it was her nature, just the way she worked in general. Lust looked straight at the female and from the way her heart beat, the way she breathed, the way she carried herself she could tell she was an average sized wolf made for nothing in particular and evenly proportioned. She flicked an ear towards Darcia as he started to whisper something, well it was like a whisper but she could only form words as she listened closer. He was describing what she looked like. White, gold eyes, fairly tall, normal wolf build. The description was short but got the point across. It was only a few moments later that she figured out he hadn't been speaking only mouthing the words and she had been able to understand them by how his breath left his lips.

She sighed, that was a new trick, though she guessed it was because her hearing was so good. She lifted a paw slightly so the majority of her weight was on her left front paw. She could feel the heartbeats of the wolves though the vibrations that were sent through the ground. The white female was relatively came, Darcia's heart beat was slow and steady like usual and the hybrids was at an extremely fast pace, obviously scared. She couldn't help but smirk as she placed her other paw back down and looked to them again. "Any other questions or can we get names?" she asked softly as she looked from the hybrid to the other female. She defiantly didn't seem blind though the milky eyes kinda gave that away, though when she could see a lot of people thought she was blind.

[Amora[x]]

x. She bared her fangs in a grim smile. So the black female had spunk. Interesting... Fear wasn't really an option for her. It was do or die, sink or swim, prosper or fade. Everything she did had only two choices. Do it or die. And everytime, she managed to succeed in her dangerous ways. It made her battle hardy and made her tough on the inside too. Sometimes, her golden eyes were rather opaque as though she had seen the other side and came back. As were they now.

x. Now that she found them adequete, she sat her haunches down on the floor, her ears flicking comfortably and her nose twitched. "My name is Amora. I came from a land from beyond the mountains," she growled calmly, her coarse voice filling the small clearing in the forest. Her white tail was inside the light and blazed like a beacon on a gray background, which her pelt was in the dim light.

ooc; sorry about the shortness. my muse is a little down.

[+M I S C H A+]

<sup>Mischa yelped loudly as Lust hit her in the head as she went over. Her words etched in her brain. She closed her eyes and waited. The two ebony black wolves where talking with the white wolf. A moment passed by and she spoke softly and obediently.

"My name is Mischa..." She muttered. Turning her head away. Feeling ashamed. But soon she remembered her way. Accept it, because crying will only make it happen over and over. There was nothing she can do now.

Mischa didn't know what to do next. She was an outsider here. She did not belong. Mischa raised above the ground a few inches. But not daring to go any farther. She was terrified enough of Darcia. But Lust seemed to be a living breathing worst nightmare for her. She tried to calm herself down. Closing her eyes and thinking of other things.

The hybrid looked at Darcia, curious. She was half pondering about him. He was interesting to her at the least. And they seemed to act like she was interesting as well. She didn't know the art of breaking down a wolfs mind and learned about them and their attitudes like they were. She was alone most of the time so she never really got good at it.</sup>

[;;lust]

Lust seemed to scenes the change of mood because she smiled slightly as well and then the heavy atmosphere seemed to lift suddenly as she smiled and Darcia couldn't help but grin at the situation, pretty much ignoring the hybrid at the moment. The hybrid gave her name first, Mischa, Darcia's attention turned to her and he tilted his head to study her, she wasn't his type but she was interesting if nothing else and he nodded to her to show he had heard though Lust said absolutely nothing at all and went ridged as soon as the heard the wolf's name. Hadn't Lust's best friend in Taiyae been named Amour or Amora or something along those lines and looked like this female? He turned to face the female wolf as Lust stared at her, speechless for a long time. It didn't take her long to regain her composure though and she drew herself up to her full height.

"A pleasure to meet you Amora, Mischa. Welcome to Anoki." Lust finally said after a long pause that was broken after Darcia shouldered her to get her to focus. Lust managed to force on a smile that actually looked real as she gazed at the pair, ears pricked in their direction as she looked from one female to the other. She was a bit confused but she didn't know about what, yet. She remained silent, looking to Darcia as if leaving the rest of the talking up to him. She had never been a chatter box, especially around others she barely even knew.

"Hey Mischa we don't bite, you can come join us" Darcia said with a slight wink of his neon green eye before turning back to focus on Amora. He had a few questions but they could wait, especially since they barely knew each other at the moment. "So Amora if you don't mind me asking, what brings you to Anoki?" Darcia asked, turning his attention back to the white female though he watched Mischa out of the corner of his eye, curious as to what she was going to do and if she'd come and join their little chat. He was also curious about her but he decided to give her some space so she could loosen up then he would start asking some questions.

ooc// sorry as well gtg! and plus... no muse >.<

[Amora[x]]

x. Amora could sense the shock from Lust. It enamated from her like heat off a blazing fire. Why, the white wolf had no idea. However, she did see that though Darcia was larger than Lust, he followed her command. What she did that deserved so much respect and absolute obedience chilled Amora to the bone, though her hackles lay flat and her fur on her shoulders. Never again would she show her feelings to another, never. For a moment, she lost herself in her memories, and her golden eyes glazed over.

x. "You are worthless," the white wolf snarled at the cowering pup below his blood-stained paws. The poor thing had gashes from the tip of her nose to the end of her tail, and she whined softly for mercy. The larger wolf only laughed cruelly. It was raw and rough against the pup's ears and she winced, backing up against the tree, as if hoping she could dissolve into it. "The only reason I keep you around is so I can have the satisfaction of owning you, the worthless slave that you are," he growled at her. "You should be thanking me on bended knee."

x. The pup, not even a year old, scurried around her master, her father, golden eyes frightened as she lowered her body submissively. What sort of punishment would she be given? Forty lashes? More gashes for her mother to tend to? Or would he rape her again? The questions flew through her mind as he began to snap at her heels. Terror engulfed her, but she obediently did as he asked. He moved closer to her, his rancid breath ruffling her bloodstained fur. After that it all went dark....

x. She woke up a few hours later. The sun was sinking low underneath the surface of the ocean, and the soft cries of the lark in the trees around her made her relax her tense muscles. Suddenly, she turned around, examining her body. The mars upon her pelt were gone, only thin, faint scars as a reminder of the pain she had endured. Questions wandered into her mind and as she thought of them, another white wolf appeared, bearing extraordinary resemblence to her father. She lowered her body, her belly scraping the ground. But the white wolf shook his head. "Get up Amora. He is gone."

x. Obedience made her get up, her muscles protesting painfully. They were not used to getting up for so long. Her golden eyes looked at him, noting small differences. The wolf before her had warm golden eyes, while her father's dark gold ones were always angry and disappointed. His muzzle was slightly longer than her father's and his paws were about the same size as Amora's own paws. "What do you mean he's gone?" she asked, her nervous voice filling the air as she glanced around, terrified that he would find her here.

x. The wolf gently rested his muzzle on Amora's head and whispered, "You are in another place, a land of wonder and freedom. Live life to the fullest here, but when the time comes, leave to follow your heart." He looked up as if something was calling him back. "Do not blame your father too much. After I died, he spiraled into misery and took it out on you. For that, I am sorry." His voice was sorrowful as he turned and disappeared. Amora looked around. The place wasn't as bright as it was just a few moments ago, but still, she was free so it was the best place in the world. A new world to begin in... A new life to live....

x. Amora was jolted back to the present as Darcia asked why she was here. A small smile flitted across her jaws and she replied softly, her voice steady and unwavering, though that trip to her past left her dizzy and uncomfortable, "I followed my heart here."

[+M I S C H A+]

<sup>Mischa looked at Darcia. Like he was kidding. Or something. yanking her chain. There was no way in hell was she going to get closer. But then again. There was the Lust factor. She was going to die from her thats for sure. Then she found herself standing. And moving ever so slightly closer to the group. Just in ear shot of whatever they may be chatting about. She was not so happy about the situation she got herself in. And her head was pounding from where Lust had hit her. Her vision blurring slightly as she moved. But then it calmed down to a dull pain. She tried to be strong in this already powerful pack. Mischa was only the weakest link.

She knew she was being too hard on herself but she was right. For the most part. But what else can she do? Parade around like she was a god or something? She wished she had the mental strength and courage for that. Mischa gave Darcia a look. A cross between pleading for freedom and sadness.

'Dont bite? I know that one will.' She thought. Glancing at Lust. Mischa looked at Amora. She seemed to be contemplating on something. But as soon as Mischa saw it, it was gone from her expression. Mischa blinked. Wondering what was up. But looked away, knowing it was none of her business.

Mischa looked behind her. The freedom was so close yet so far for her. For so long she wanted to be one with a pack. But now.. she wanted to be where she always was. Alone. Where there were no rules. No ranks. Just her and the ground beneath her paws.</sup>

[;;lust]

Lust tilted her head slightly as Amora fall silent, seeming to drift off to some distant spot in her mind. Lust turned to Darcia and grinned as she lifted herself onto her hind legs, wrapping her front paws around his neck in a type of bear hug as her jaws enclosed around the side of his head as if to crush his skull. He rolled willingly, jerking his head to the side and getting out of her grip easily though her legs kept him close and he was flattened on his side immediately, playfully squirming though obviously not trying to get out from under the much lighter female. He went still as Mischa inched closed and craned his head around to smile at her. It was odd, everyone else seemed to think Lust was either a bitch or a scary monster because Darcia followed her loyally. That wasn't true, she was just like him only he hated leading, hated being in the spotlight so he simply followed her. Oh well, it didn't matter what they thought of her, she was like a sister of a mother to him.

her playfully licked Lust's cheek and she latched onto his ear and tugged before stretching out on top of him, staying like that until Amora came out of her trance and spoke. Lust tolled off Darcia then and gave one last tug to his ear before flopping down beside her, looking more relaxed now that she had gotten that odd, tense feeling out of her stomach. She tilted her head slightly as she listened to the white female then looked to Mischa though sightless eyes and stuck out her tongue childishly out at the hybrid before looking back to Amora as she spoke.

Lust tilted her head and moved her muzzle closer to Darcia's ear before whispering something almost completely inaudible. He shrugged slightly, listening until Lust moved her muzzle away and tilted her head the other way, ears flat against her skull, their voice making her head hurt. Sometimes it sucked to be blind, even normal voices hurt her ears... She shook her head and leaned against Darcia, lifting a paw in a cat like manor and licking it clean or the pebbles she could feel stuck between her pads. She faced Mischa and Amora and then pushed all her weight on Darcia and draped her head over his back in a puppyish manor, batting at his ears as if she was only a few months old.

"A good answer, I like it, it suites the circumstances. Now, this is just a pitch but what you you two say about starting a pack here in Anoki, the first pack in the Valley?" Darcia asked calmly, tilted his head to the left, towards Lust, and closing his gold eye in annoyance though he did nothing to stop her, simply flicked his head constantly as he waited to hear their comments about the whole pack idea. He didn't care who was the leader, he would follow just about anyone.