To those who want Vittorio

[Administration Account]

Here's the idea, those of you who want Vittorio will post below. You can fight if you wish, but remember, if your wolf gets injured in this battle it's your own fault. And if a male takes over, remember, you sent Buell for Dura and think you've got everyone under control, you also will be the only one who know's what happened during the raids, you don't have to add this to your bio, but just know you'll have to come up with something. And if you want to bring your wolf in and offer yourself as a follower than good for you! ^^ Also, I don't really care so much if anyone fights and wins, though that will certainly be a big part of this, but I'm really looking for good long captivating posts, or even a short captivating post, good grammar, fairness in your rp and making sure everything is realistic. Have fun and GOOD LUCK!

[novocaine]

There's nothing like a trail of blood

This night was unlike any other, or was it night? Violent shadows were cast upon this dead Earth. Lightening lashed out across the sky striking toward the dead, twisted trees. Thunder roared in the distance louder than the angriest wolf. The winds howled and any words spoken here would be easily carried off by the unforgiving winter storm. Bleached paws were firmly planted upon this piece of land, her land. Or it would be her land if she had anything to say about it. Keen Grey visionaries watched for her challenger. Who did dare oppose her? Her frame was a neat blend of muscle and femininity, slender but fairly strong, and even as she stood her muscles bulged beneath her thick winter coat. Usually a thousand bright stars would smile upon her near perfect image (Or she thought it was near perfect), but tonight the stars as well as their bright mistress Lady Lune were hidden by the swirling curtain of storm clouds. The fierce winds slammed against her sides challenging her balance, but she remained firmly planted upon the snow covered terrain.

Ebonite brims pulled back releasing a snarl from her vocals. A call and warning to anyone who thought of taking the land for themselves. Her call did not get far before the wind swept it away and devoured it. She would be queen someday and to her that day was now. Her strong feminine bodice was lifted high on all fours, Novocaine could be manipulative, deceitful, but now she was openly viscous and power hungry. Her body entered a defensive stance, incase someone though they might be sneaky. Of course she was alert, her dull grey visionaries frantically searched the dim horizon. The wind and booming thunder, however dulled her hearing.

Suddenly her body spun around violently, flinging from side to side making sure no one was behind her. She was always a little paranoid, but more so now that she was finally so close to power. Cloudy vaults were now filled with rage and turned upward to search the endless grey-black welkin. Her dark gaze lowered once again, hackles were now raised, she was getting more violent and impatient by the moment. That was how thing went with Nova, things got done then and there or not at all. By her standards anyone else who even bothered showing up was not good enough and that only fueled her want need for power.

Finally her large frame moved forward slowly, maintaining her defensive, menacing posture. Large paw prints remained in the pale snow where her paws once rested. Her wolf feet were now rested in a new mark upon it scar-less, untouched surface. The storm continued to rage over head as she thrashed about on the ground. This was not a place she could talk her way into, the alphess spot, she need to be her true self. This was a hard thing for a pretender to do, though, she was used to everyone seeing this side of her. Not that it mattered, in any case and any situation Novocaine was good at what she did. However, this fae would not deny that there might be others that were better and she was indeed in no hurry to have it proved.

To find your way back home

[||E||speranza]

She-Devil

The thunder resounded in the beast's ear, causing it's blood to sing with need. When a storm was present, the demon was free to come forth from the shadow's of eternity and hunt. She would dine upon a unexpecting lupine, tearing it's pelt from muscle and muscle from bone, hearing their screams resound in her auds. How beautiful the music would be as it drummed through the night, a simplicity that satisfied her demon that raged and drove her into the bliss of murder. The beast would listen to her prey beg, hoping she would allow them to live. Taunting, she would play cat and mouse with the lupine, until finally she toar them to shreds, leaving them for the vultures and raven's to eat. Oh how she did not mind taking a life, for in truth, many lupine's did not deserve to live, and just putting them out of their pitiful state of calling themselves lupine's satisfied her. Oh how the lupine's would be grateful that she would not keep them captive and torture them worse, tearing bits of flesh from their bodice slowly, or taking their orbs from their maw. No, today she would just kill them quickly and let other's feast on their bodice.

The beast moved through the mishappen place silently. The few scattered tree's where ashen figures to her orbs. The strands of golden grass brushed her pad's but she did not mind at all, for she was not really paying attention. The wind was speaking to her, it's eerie howl echoing through her aud's and skimming through her pelt, a soft carcass. She and the wind where one, for it helped her, hiding her scent and bringing her information. In return, she sacrified lupines to the wind, trying to please the god she supposedly thought was real. Now, the wind was bringing her news and this piece drove her crazy with need. Another lupa was close, and trying to claim these lands. Well, a nice fight would be welcome, and maybe claiming these lands as her own would be sweet, for lupines would come and fall into her grasp and be killed..unless they where worthy beings to be accepted.

Altering her course, the beast moved forth. Her small dome was high, auds pinned back, jowls parted, ivories dripping a ghastly spittle and forked tounge, which she cut, flicked out. Her amber and emerald orbs where dialted, lust for death deeps in their depths. Her neck was a mass of muscle, connecting to that wide chest of her's, and powerful front pillar's that moved with a cunning grace of a killer, large paws slapping onto the terra, wicked claws cutting gouges. Her pelt was bristling, a variety of silver, and charcoal grey that added to her hellish appearence. Her scar's rippled with her muscle's, one with her bodice and one with her soul. These where worn proudly, for the demon made sure she got her share of scaring wounds in ever battle.

Then, the fae came into sight and the beast stopped. Her maw twitched with amusment, for this fae was no match for the beast's crazed being. The fae was of ok size, maybe a couple inche's shorter then she, and maybe five pounds smaller. She had beauty and a aurora and something ghastly, though not as bad as the beast. This fae was no joke when it came into the world of uncontrable being's who brought nightmare's, but she was not on the beast's level, so her winning a fight where slim to none, but the beast had to be careful and not be to confident.

Smirking, the beast stepped forth, until she was mere inche's from the fae's face and spoke "Fae, a joke you are if you think you can rule these landsss" her lyrics where a hiss, "though you cannot. Weakness is apparent with yours likenessss, you are not strong enough fae. Step down now before I kill you, for I am The Beast Esperanza, a fae who has murdered her family and other's without hesitation and wear's her scar's proudly, but you do not" she spat the last sentence for any killer should wear their scar's with dignity for they earned them. This fae was not made to lead, and should step down before Espy killed her.

Esperanza stared into the fae's orbs with murder in their depths, her rotten carnage breath slipping from her jowls and blowing into the fae's nostrils and face. Spittle dripped down to splash onto the terra and onto the fae's paw's. Espy knew she would have a fight at hand, but would relish in the joy of killing and making blood splatter, even if it was her own.

[novocaine]

So sacrifice yourself

The skies screamed above, cool drops of ater began to sprinkle down from the swirling grey-black clouds. Their path was slanted by the strong winds that blew across the land. Clear droplets collected across her multi-coloured body and shortly after placing themselves there the little beads of water were blown away. She was getting tired of waiting, just about ready to declare herself victorious. Her posture changed suddenly her body lifted from its defensive position and before she could walk away, her dark empty eyes caught sight of something on the horizon. It moved and she watched, a glare was cast across the Earth. It was more of a serious time and she was not amused by the usual stupidity of her own species, nor the soothing taste and scent of death and evil that hung about the land. Not even the brewing storm could rid this place of the scent, though it did well to take away all the beauty that managed to survive the bloodshed.

In the distance the figure turned toward her, the dark crown of the young banshee lifted higher to express dominance and yet the figure continued her way. Her body once again assumed the defensive position, and she was now ready. Someone had heard her call, and though she was disappointed that there would in fact be a challenge, she was excited for the bloodshed that would certainly come. Nova had worked to hard to overthrow her leaders, it was in fact the war with the neighboring packs that had rid Vittorio of her masters and paved the way for her rise to power. Cold dark glare was firmly planted upon the silvery being who was soon revealed to be an approaching vixen. Dark lips peeled back in anger and disgust, her muscles tensed ready for an attack, certainly Nova's display of dominance would have angered the vix and she would be eager to assert her own dominance. Nova couldn't wait. The cold blood beneath her skin boiled with a mix of excitement and anger and her dark eyes searched to meet those of her newest enemy.

Much to her surprise and displeasure the fae appeared to have suffered extensive brain damage. She began to speak. Her facial features turned from hostile to horrified, and her mind searched for a way out. The storm carried away most of the words that flowed from her challengers dark lips, but this didn't seem to comfort Nova in the least. Her eyes shifted from side to side in a sort of panic, was she still talking? Finally she regained her mind and control, jaws parted again and a low growl flowed from her diaphragm and was lost to the storming sky above. Her strong feminine frame began to move around the stranger, not in a circle, she simply moved to stand to the fae's left. Her dark eyes looked for a searched for a weakness all the while maintaining the look of irritation that fit her wicked features so well.

The moment the stranger began her speech Novocaine had heard enough of it, it was not until now that she was ready to say so. "Shut up already." The words were spoken in a rather monotone growl. She didn't count the fae as crazy, just a little stupid. It was a snake she was try to mimic? Was it supposed to be some sign of power? Snakes, to Nova were not at all fearsome, in fact they were easily killed. Thus the hissing served only to annoy Novocaine further, this fed her rage and blood lust and did the stranger little good. Novocaine rarely underestimated anyone. She always assumed they had something up her sleeve, though the endless hissing did make it quite difficult to believe her enemy had a brain in that massive head of hers. Still Nova expected a challenge, assuming the worst often kept her on her toes. The stranger's size and intelligence(That she is assuming is present) would be quite a challenge to overcome. Nova was brilliant, evil and slightly insane, as most brilliant people often were. The only voice that echoed in her head was her own, and it told her to kill, to dominate, to devour. Nova was such a sucker for her voices, but now was the time to put on her innocent face and roll over, just for a little at least.

Now that the odd looking canine had finished her spew word vomit, Nova had the chance to pinpoint any obvious weaknesses and think up a way to exploit those weaknesses. Nostrils flared as she took in the scents once again, blood? There was the blood of prey and such but, oh? Was that wolf blood she smelled? A crooked grin slipped across her maw, but lasted only a split second before disappearing. Novocaine's opponent seemed to think she was a thing to be feared, honestly, Nova didn't quite care what the brain-dead femme thought. The two would soon see. Her paws carried her toned figurine to the opposite side of the charred vixen, each step took her farther from where her enemy stood. Her cold dark heart beat against the walls of her pale chest as she waited, ivory fangs were constantly visible, but she'd wait for the other canine to make the first move? Or would she?

"You and I, we could make a very nice team. You as the queen and me..." She paused and narrowed her eyes for a moment, taking a second to sheath the row of bleached daggers that lined her powerful jaws. "I will wander the packs and kill those who oppose you." Didn't it all sound just perfect? Or perhaps too perfect. One who knew the darkness well would know not to trust anyone, but it was all to convincing. All Nova knew is she wouldn't agree to such terms, of course she wasn't the injured one. She laughed inwardly, her own mind was getting a kick out of this, but her expressions remained serious and honest. Or as honest as could be in such situations.

The rain begin to fall faster and heavier, water began to seep into her colourful pelt and chilled her pink skin. The sky bared it's fangs behind her and its roar followed shortly after, but her deceiving eyes remained friendly and watching her opponent closely. Her body did little to react to the cold or noise, even the flash of light didn't seem to phase her. If there was to be a fight, it seemed fitting that she would fight weighed down by her soaked pelt. She liked the challenge, but she liked simplicity also. Since it was clear nothing would be simple today, it only seemed right that things would only get more and more difficult.

And let me have what's left.

[||E||speranza]

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[atrb=background,http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc166/Lordess_Lynzee_Beckett_x0/esperanzabackground.png] The fae let loose a low growl when the fae before her told her to shut up. Did the fae really want to die that much? How could she be such a idiot as to tell Esperanza to close her jowls and make no more sound. What a fool she was, for the beast's last reluctance to kill this fae where washed clean away. Her demon and she where aiming for the kill, or close to death. No longer would she speak, but be silent and circle this fae, making her seem enclosed and with no where to run. The beast had sensed the fae's second of panic, how she had wanted to leave and get out of there, so the beast was hungry. This lupa was weak, and would soon feel her pelt being ripped from her bodice and her bone's shattered beneath the beast's ivories. Oh how fun this day would be! A new lupine to tear to shreds, to hear the pitiful howl and cries that escaped her jowls. The fae stood no chance, and if she thought she did, well it would make it all the better. Crushing her dream's and thoughts until she was just the worthless mutt she was. The beast watched the fae scent the air around Espy. She growled softly, the sound slipping from her jowls. Yes, Esperanza smelled like blood, the wound she had gotten was just beginning to close, but it would not stop her from fighting. It was minor and Espy paid little attention to it. If the fae thought she could bring Espy down just because of that, then she was stupider then she looked. The beast spotted the grin and her orb's narrowed, a green and emerald slits that where intensified by the purple half mask on her dome. Black lips pulled back to reveal large ivories and black tongue flicked out, the forked slimy thing tasting the wind...and the vanishing scent of the fae's fear. Her demon purred slightly as it peered through her orb's, staring at the smaller fae before her. Anyone who noticed the second look in her orb's where petrified, for the beast was no sane creature to many. No indeed she was not. Espy's nostril's flared and her aud's flew back as the fae slipped to her right with a graceful movement. Esperanza's orbs followed her, and she turned to face the fae, growling once more. Did espy seem stupid to her? Maybe she did, but hey, the fae could think Espy couldn't fight...but oh how she would be wrong. Paw's slammed into the terra, sinking into the muck as Esperanza took a step forward. The fae had begun to speak, and Espy took in every lyric and let a snarl rip from her chest. Her aud's pinned and her muscle's locked. She could smell a lie anywhere, and this fae was lying through her ivories! The beast knew she would not back down and just give up the title, no sane demonic creature would. She was a fool to think Espy would fall into her grasps and let the lie seem real. Oh how the fae would suffer for thinking so little of her. Each time she cried out with pain would make Espy moan with pleasure. This bitch deserved everything. As the rain increased, Espy stared at her opponent, water dripping from her parted jowls. The thunder rumbled but she hardly took notice, every sense locked on the one she would fight. Espy was still processing the creature's word's but then shook them away, knowing a lie was there. Her orb's danced with a knowing look, and her demon stared out, no more glimpsing, just looking without back off. Esperanza stepped forward again, another growl slipping from her jowls as she spoke, lyrics full of acid "You think I am stupid, do you not? Well you are a fucking bitch to think I will listen to your crap. Fae, fight me now or get out. I will not bow down to you, nor you will bow to me. Let's get this battle over with." Espy stated. It was either battle or one of the submission, and espy would not be the one. Oh no she would not.

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[novocaine]

Rejoice!

By now the wind was blowing gallons of water through her fur and across her body. The cold winter air nipped at her smooth pink flesh and yet Nova didn't even seem phased, she didn't seem impressed by the storms power. The tall grass had bowed beneath the weight of the winter frost it was now free of the icy burden and had a new master. The grass now flattened beneath the heavy rain, each strand struggled to stay upright, it rose a little with each drop of rain that fell from it only to be beaten down again by the next droplet that fell from the dark endless skies. Nova's crooked grin remained as she allowed her eyes to wander away from the dark pelted fae before her, to watch the grass. That was how it would be, that was how it should be, the Earth crumbling before her, beneath her might and glory. Her dark eyes matched the sky, the dark swirling grey of the clouds that whirled around in the angry sky. They showed nothing but power and hunger for power. This canine was all that stood in her way.

The fae began to speak once again, a long unnecessary speech again and in that moment Nova regretted even making the offer. She should have known the canine would not be capable of a short, simple and to the point response. The femme enjoyed hearing the sound of her own voice and Nova, well Nova was the silent killer type. When Novocaine spoke it was nothing too wordy and this excess of noise was making her itch. She could make out few of the words the stranger spoke over the hissing rain and the howling winds, but it was clear the canine was not going for the plan. It mattered little, Nova wasn't interested in bowing to another leader and waiting for the chance to kill her off. In fact Nova was running out of patience quite quickly. Again her sky-coloured eyes rolled in her tri-coloured skull, nares flared as she tried to breathe the winter air. She sucked in nothing but water which caused her to sneeze. Not very intimidating, but being underestimated was the least of her worries at this point.

There was a quick clicking noise as Nova moved her body back to stand in front of her opponent. Her head shook gently as she began to speak. "Tsk, tsk, nothing can be simple when you are involved, can it? I might bow to you." She said raising her voice above the voice of the storm, the crooked smile remained plastered upon her face. There was no fear, only determination in her dark shaded eyes. It was not a lie, Novocaine would bow to anyone, if it made them comfortable enough to let their guard down. She'd never voice that of course, whatever would lull her competition into submission.

Ebonite rimmed auds twitched as tiny droplets of rain irritated them, she blinked to protect her eyes from the cold water. The cool wet liquid streamed down from the top of her body and dripped from the soaked strands of fur under her. Again her jaws parted, her head tilted and her eyes narrowed. Her tongue flopped out the side of her mouth for a moment in a puppy-like smile before she slurped it back up and began to speak. "Did I mention you talk to much?" She asked in a tone meant to irritate, she was only returning the favour. It was clear the two could not live peacefully in the same area, or it was clear that Nova could not live peacefully with the stranger anyway. Perhaps the stranger could stomach Nova, but the other way around, well it would just never be. Her eyes watched carefully to see if the banshee was in fact irritated. Nova couldn't help but giggle slightly at the look the stranger was giving her, it was one of pure disgust, it seemed the two had the same idea about each other. The fact that she couldn't tell exactly what was going on in that big empty head only fueled the irritation.

The ground beneath her became mush, water formed puddles beneath her four digits as she stood still and stiff. Rain soaked tassel curled up over her back in a dominant display. The water ran down her body to join the puddled beneath her paws and whatever mud that clung to her strong legs was slowly being washed away. Again she stepped back as her challenger stepped forward, the water rushed to fill the paw-shaped holes in the ground. She didn't move out of fear, she simply didn't want to be so close to the stranger. Muscles remained tense, it was clear she was still on guard, especially with all the taunting she was doing. She was certain that any moment the dusty looking femme would lose her temper and attack. Still, she couldn't help but continue to provoke the canine.

The age of the fall has begun.

(I am wondering how this is gonna work, are we each going to get a certain number of posts to be judged by you or... What? Do we have to decide amongst ourselves? >.>)

[Administration Account]

(Haha I'll decide, I just want to know how you all rp and decide who'd be better for Vittorio, right now I'm thinking Espy because you have the option of going to Dura, I think it was you, if not, vice versa)

[novocaine]

( -_- Then there is little point in wasting my muse on these posts. I will edit my post to speed things along I guess.)

[||E||speranza]

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[atrb=background,http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc166/Lordess_Lynzee_Beckett_x0/esperanzabackground.png] A low snarl built in Esperanza throat as she watched this pathetic beast that was supposedly a wolf. She was nothing but a filthy mongrel who needed to get out of her way. Her auds tilted forward slightly as her orbs opened fully, their color darkening a shade as her demon peered out, giving a full view of her wickedness. Her demon was in control, and no longer would she waste her breath on lyrics but waste her breath on tearing this bitch to shreds so she could get it over with and done of her list of things needed to be done. Her blacks lips where wrinkled, ivories clicked together and her panting breath slipping from her jowls. Esperanza's 'good' side which kept her from attacking and made her talk was gone. No longer would she be the good little thing that sat and spoke, giving the idiot mutt a chance to leave. No she would cause this mutt to suffer for her demon craved blood. Her tongue flipped out as she licked her jowls, orbs filling with the need to cause pain and bloodlust. Her bodice shook with joy as she glided forward, shortening the distance between them. Her paw's sank into the muck, but she pulled them out without really noticing. Her attention was all for the slut as she pawed forward, muscles taunt and pillar's locked as she moved, for she now ready to attack and aiming for the kill...or to just make her suffer and get the hell out of HER lands. This thing of a creature wanted the land's Esperanza was fond of, but she had to get out now, for Esperanza was taking them, with a fight or without one. This little thing was just a pest and had fully pissed of the demon so it had yanked control and wanted to murder the bitch on sight. When the fae sneeze, Espy sneered. As she spoke, a growl rumbled in her chest and she replied Leave. Now. two simple lyrics that the fae had to understand. It was her last chance to get away unscathed. If she didn't leave....well her fur would get stuck in Esperanza's ivories as they tore through muscle and pelt as she chased the thing away and out of what was rightfully her's. Esperanza was not going to take any mother of this fae's crap and was ready to pummel her to a pile of bones and rotting flesh. Once she was done, she would put them beside the boarder, showing the other lupine's what would happen to challenger's if they dared defied her. Mercy was something Esperanza did not know, and was quiet dumbfounded when the lyric was used. This fae wouldn't get none, even if Espy DID know what it meant. She had used up all of her luck. When the fae gave her the mutt-like puppy smile, Esperanza glowered with such hatred. This THING ruined the image of devil like creature's who ruled the terra bringing death and destruction! She should be deposed of, and Espy was happy about doing the job. As the fae spoke, Esperanza glided forward again, hearing the irritating voice was grinding her last nerves. Her jowls parted, lyrics harsh and different...for her demon was speaking Leave Or Die it was her last and final warning. Her demon was actually giving this cunning bastard a chance to live so she could annoy some other creature into killing her, Espy truly thought it would taint her if she tried to do it, even if she wanted blood and she really did at the moment. As the beast giggled, GIGGLED, Esperanza let a howl of rage escape her jowls. No fae of the darkness giggled! Suppressing her rage, she stepped forward, noting the fae was stepping back. She narrowed her orbs at this but shrugged it off. She was about to attack this fae, for one bite would be good enough warning and the blood was so inviting! Esperanza tensed before leaping, heading straight for the fae, though she was aiming for the smaller creature's shoulder, wanting to crack the bone there and just get a warning shot, nothing more...and nothing less. She could already taste the blood in her jowls, and it was sending her into a frenzy.

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[Adelaide]

[Since the winner is being decided in ooc, and my posts are not being taken into consideration, I will not continue wasting muse. I've been dealing with a ton of RL stuff and have little muse. I have been neglecting my other characters to push out crappy posts just to move this along. So since the decision has already been made I will let you decide how this turns out and remove Nova from the active character lists as soon as I have the time. Good luck.]

[||E||speranza]

(Wha? What are you saying?)

[Adelaide]

(I am saying that since the decision (who gets Vittorio) is not going to be based on our posts, I will not continue posting. You can decide what happened, as Nova will no longer be a character on this site you can choose what happens. I hate to see my posts go to waste. =[ )