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Phoenix's heart was pounding, his muscles aching and his lungs burning. He loved it. The brute bounded through the forest, his slim body slipping through the under growth as he ran. The chilly Idaho wind bit into his skin, sending shivers of cold and delight down his spine. Water splashed around his paws as he crossed a stream, soaking the fur of his legs. Phoenix didn't care. The high altitude made it slightly hard to breathe. He enjoyed the challenge. Left-over snow stung his paw pads. The feeling was welcomed. Phoenix was wild, and always had been. He couldn't be kept in small spaces, and if there was any bigger, more free place than where he was now, Phoenix was going to find it. His head went back, and a dark howl erupted from his maw. It echoed off the mountain sides, alerting others of his presence. Ere to this, Phoenix was kept in a small pen with several other experiments. That had been Hell. He couldn't run, jump, or do any of the things he liked. So he killed one of his captors, tore out its throat and savored the metallic tang of its blood. Phoenix had jumped the fence, his strength and lean body allowed him to do so easily. Now he ran free, with no restrictions or boundries. Large ears flicking, Phoenix slowed his gait to a walk, panting. Besides his heavy breaths, everything was quiet. No birds or rodents went about their business, and the once icy wind was strangely absent.

Phoenix whirled around, hearing twigs snapping behind him. His expression was calm, a small smirk plastered on his handsome features. "Come out, come out where ever you are!" He said in a sing song voice, following the sound of the creature as it circled him. A deep chuckle rumbled in his throat. "Emerge when you are ready." Phoenix had a strange accent, he knew that, but it was also alluring. The strange creature of lore they had woven into his genes gave him such things as his coat, his eyes, and his voice. Turning his back on the sound, Phoenix braced himself to fight, but kept moving. He could fight. It came naturally to him, just like walking. But Phoenix fought strangely, and it usually ended with him winning. Tsking his pursuer, Phoenix continued on. They could try and fight him if they liked.

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Is this thread reserved for anyone?

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Nope! Now all I need is one more person. You can be a fae, as well as the other person who joins. Do you know anybody who likes wolves? xD?

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Thanks! (: And Cena does, and Kenzie. Then there's Unicorn ← She's awesome haha. And that's all I know... Um, so is there anything critical I should write about. What would you like to happen?

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I'll ask one of them. And I know Uni can be, since she and I are in the same house at the moment. And I was thinking you were the pursuer, but not attacker? Like, your character is just interested in his coat and accent, and wondering why such a strange wolf is in the forest?

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Hay Hey!! Hay is for horses lol, I'm here... I'll be a fae also!!

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Alright (: ill post tm since its like 10 here and I have to go to bed.

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Alright : ) I'll set up a posting order.

1. Me
2. Arrow
3. Mckenzie

On order of joining.

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{Levie's Speech}
{Phoenix's Speech}
{Myla's Speech}

The breeze that whirled and twirled around the rather large black, white striped fae made the ends of her coat flicker back and forth. A stone cold look on her face, as if she was out to kill someone. Though, it wasn't like that at all, this fae simply did not like life. Everywhere she went, everything she did held no emotion to it. Some say she is immune to pain, never knowing if she cut her leg off or not, if ahe had a gash on her shoulder or anything. Some would call this, painless. That's the word. Emotionless. That's another. There's a lot of things she can describe her as, and those are two of them. But, judging by her looks other wolves mistake her as a weakling for her fragile looking interior and long stick legs that seeming can break like twigs when you step on them. Yet, really they get the bad end of the stick, the one that will attack without warning and not hesitate to snap your neck if need be. Over the years though, she had gotten better at controlling her anger, making her a tad bit conscious and patient as well as sincere. As a pup, she was tortured. Her parents never did accept her, and being the only child was painful only because she had no one to go to when she was depressed or someone that understood her. Her father didn't want a daughter, he wanted a son that could take the place of Alpha when he died. When she was born she didn't look nothing like any females, this fae was huge, enormous, unable to even over come. Her uncle once told her that she was born an assassin unlike any other, he could tell just by how stealth she was and her cunning outcast ways made her the perfect type.

Climbing over tiny rocks, pebbles, twigs, and patches of grassy hills and steep undergrowth's, the fae rightfully known as Levie carried herself across the open plain meadow and back into the safe haven of the shadows once again. She has been walking non-stop for over 5 hours and not knowing where she was going to end up and ready for anything as her muscles tensed with suspicion. There wasn't any rustles coming from under dead leaves, or rabbits zigzagging past her feet to escape from the outside world. The tips of her black ears shot up to hear the slightest sound of shuffling coming from the distance, alert and cautious, Levie took her stance with power and envy. Letting her masculine frame relax to look small and break-able.

"Come out, come out where ever you are!"

Her cloudy, sparkling white orbs narrowed into slits, tension rising inside of her as she listened to the brutes voice. Not liking this she didn't emerge from the darkness, awaiting for him to do that first. Though at first, she stalked him in silence, crouching lower to the ground, but not letting her coat touch the ground almost like she was floating above the Earth surface like a feather. Hoping her eyes give her away, she closed them, yet still pressed a paw on the surface below her to feel the vibration with each step he took to feel if he was getting closer to her or not. Biting her tongue to hold back growls of pure rage that wanted to slip out and tear him to shreds. The brute's last words made her snarl in defense, wanting to show herself just to intimidate him.

"Emerge when you are ready."

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Myla
Ever since she had been a pup, she had been alone. Her mother a ghost in the night. Her mother had come, gave birth to her, and left. She was unlike other wolves though... When she was born, she was already the size a month year old. And her eyes and ears were open. She had known from the moment she opened her eyes, that she knew everything she needed to know. She had known how to fight, and hunt. She caught rabbits that first week, but at the end of that week, she was the size of a six month year old, and knew more than elders. She had grown rapidly since then, both physically and mentally. She was a born alpha one would say, but to her. She was still a child at heart.

The golden fae walked through the scarce brush. She had spied a male, and it looked as if he was hungry for a fight. She too was, for she was wonderful at fighting. Her golden pelt had no scares for she had never lost, or even come close to it. Her huge stature helped her. She wasn't small like most fae's, non, she was actually larger than some males. Her aqua orbs, which were now a bit of a hazel, twinkled. She caught the scent of another fae. She raised her head and saw a black and white fae. This wolf, she was strong, but she tried to hide it. Myla looked back at the male, he hadn't seemed to of noticed her. She growled low in her throat, the sound increasing to a small thunder. She barked at the two of them, and growled again. She wasn't mean, actually she was the opposite. She was gentle and sweet, but she would always stand up for what, or whom she loved. She really didn't love anything right now, but that didn't mean she couldn't fight. Did it? She never fought to kill, only to get her point across.
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(Ah, sorry, I promise I will reply, but currently, I'm on a tablet, so I can't make a good reply. I'l make a post tomorrow afternoon.)

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Phoenix flicked his ears. He knew she was close. The brute smiled, almost smirking as he glanced back at where he guessed the fae would be. Rolling his shoulder to loosen up the muscles, Phoenix yawned and glanced up at the darkening sky. The first stars were starting to twinkle, and a rosy glow washed over the white brute. The darkness slightly bothered him, but as his sense of freedom grew, Phoenix had come to love it. His pelt nearly glowed, and things just seemed to come alive. Darkness used to mean horror, pain that left no trace, and sadness. Now it signaled his freedom. Phoenix lifted his head, watching the moon rise and felt that cliche urge to howl at it. Chuckling, the brute glanced over his shoulder, seeing a flash of white. "I wouldn't hurt you. I don't want to hurt anyone, actually." The snarl surprised him slightly. "Oh come on, don't be that way." Phoenix teased, unique accent flowing as he turned to face the hidden fae. Another presence appeared on his radar, and Phoenix grinned. "Fae's just can't resist, can they?" He chuckled, shaking his head. "Before you get the wrong idea, no, I am not that full of myself." A low growl followed by a bark alerted him of the second fae's presence. "I'm trembling, love."

Stretching, the brute rolled his eyes. "Hide-n-seek was never my favorite game, so please, end the whole mysterious drama crap, and just come out. I'm not scared, neither of you are the least bit intimidating. I'm gonna ask again. Please, both of you, come face me. If you want to fight, then go ahead and try."

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{Levie's Speech}
{Phoenix's Speech}
{Myla's Speech}

Light dimmed on Levie's coat, making her side step to avoid the glare of the shimmering starlight that glistened against her pelt color. Her eyes flickered back to the male, thoughts clouding her mind as she considered to show herself but dared not to. It was risky and she didn't have time for games. Though at the moment, nothing really mattered to her anymore so she glanced down at her paws that were glued to the ground. Rocking back and forth just a tad to see if she'd move, and seconds later one of her paws stumbled forward but not far enough to where she shone herself to the brute. Not yet. Levie told herself, straightening up and standing tall, reaching the height of 10.3 hands tall. Impossible huh? Well, she was enormous, don't judge her looks at first sight. The females ears began to rotate at the sound of his words, eye brows beginning to crease down and joint together to form a menace look on her expression. Snorting she snaked her head up, neck hairs rose on head, and bristling like crazy. You could just see the whites in her eyes and the reds of her nostrils flaring with rage that she tried to control, hold the beast inside of her that so desperately wanted to lash out and thrive upon this male.

"I wouldn't hurt you. I don't want to hurt anyone, actually."

The tiger striped fae rolled her heavenly white, blue sky eyes in annoyance as he resumed on speaking. "Oh come on, don't be that way." Getting tired of his voice already, that held such a unique accent to it, like herself. The smooth and flirty tone of Levie, some mistaken as Roman but really a Greek and Romanian accent, angelic and honey coated at that. Levie stared at the male intensively for a few moments, eye contact not leaving his sight. Though when he turned away from her she sensed a presence near by, one that would be marked as a female. This time she growled on-end, not liking her own gender very much for she didn't get alone with them to well. Growing up to deal with brutes, fighting them, and surviving like one, almost seeming as if she was one. But in reality, she was a female, a graceful and elegant fae. No, Levie was nothing like that. More like stone cold and hardcore. Again the male spoke, feeling Levie's thoughts behind her.

"Fae's just can't resist, can they?"

Grumbling at his comment, her eyes darkened with redemption, hostility even. Those very few words seemed to urge Levie to lung out at the brute and end of him right then and there, but something stopped her from doing so. Another paw step closer to him, the light about inches away from revealing her, yet the fae didn't come close to show herself just yet. It wasn't time, she had to find the right moment to let her appearance be known, and that time will come soon. This male will just have to wait. Impatient little bastard. Lev rambled on in her head. the new female that was now with them began to become a bother to her, not liking this at all she debated rather to leave or to stay. If she left they would think she was a coward, and Levie was no coward more like a fearsome assassin who loves to get her paws dirty with battle. If she stayed, there was a chance her and this "fae" would get into a barrel, and by the looks of the female on the other side she could put up quite a fight, but that wouldn't stop Lev from taking her down if need be. Get sassy with me fae and I'll show you who's top wolf around here. Again she spoke in her head, instead of aloud.

"Before you get the wrong idea, no, I am not that full of myself."

What wrong idea? Cocking her head, she shook her massive crown. Well you are putting yourself out there to be 'full of yourself'. Levie filled her head with words as she answered his comments on the inside not out her mouth.

"I'm trembling, love."

Confusion filtered her, thinking for a second. Did he just say love? Lev thought, holding back laughter, hysterical ones at that. She didn't know what to do, or say. Did she want to show herself now, or wait until the other fae did that instead. Levie knew if she didn't approach him now, then she may feel like a wuss, as will the other two wolves would think. Biting her bottom lip with her 5 inch long fangs that pierced into her muzzle as she bit down on her lip, taking more cautious steps forward until the moonlight hit her and she glowed like no other.

"Hide-n-seek was never my favorite game, so please, end the whole mysterious drama crap, and just come out. I'm not scared, neither of you are the least bit intimidating. I'm gonna ask again. Please, both of you, come face me. If you want to fight, then go ahead and try."

Chuckling from behind the male, she finally spoke. Angelic words flowing, her Greek/Romanian accent took over, power vibrating in her voice and her muscles twitched as she eased them to settle a bit. " Shouldn't you be the one intimidated, or scared. By the looks of you, I would have excepted more," Looking him over, crystal orbs traveling to examine his frame and figure. She hinted out that he was quite the large one, and his masculine frame wasn't mistaken. But his face, she thought of it as a skeleton. Shrugging thoughts that weighed down on her shoulders, she kept on with what she was trying to say. " I have faced you. What is it you want. I didn't come here to play games, simply wound myself up on the wrong path that carried me here." Levie gazed around, huffing she awaited for a response, an annoyed and angered look already taking place on her features and she returned her glare back to the male.

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{Hope that was a good enough post for the both of yall (: }

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(WOW awsome post. But I don't think i can go that long.)

Myla
The fae, snarled at the other female, but kept herself hidden. This male was funny. He had an accent, and even though he said he wasn't, Myla was sure he was pretty sure of himself. She laughed at the irony. Funny, she thought. She held back a gasp as the other female stepped out. What a beast! She finally raised herself up, her burnt orange pelt shimmering in the bright moonlight. She smiled beautifully, and stepped out to the male. Her amber eye glistening. "Where you from... Pretty boy?" I laughed as I choked the words out. I could hardly keep my amusment down. I looked at the other fae,"Hello, there. May I ask who you are?" I was 7'3, so not much shorter than her, but still quite a bit shorter. I curled back my front lip into a sneer. The male was pathetic looking, though the female. She could give me some trouble. I walked up to her, swishing my tail in the male's face. I was in heat, and I knew it. And sometimes the wonderful scent could get you into fights, and that's what I was trying. I sniffed the female, my eyes focused on her. "Nice accent." I said. I had no accent, and was glad. It seemed as if wolves with accent's couldn't talk very well. Ha! I was wrong there, This male could talk. And what a loud mouth was he! So far... I looked back at him," So why are you here?"

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Phoenix's smirk softened as the fae stepped out. Her coat was unique, unlike any he had ever seen before. He quickly recovered from his momentary shock, and rolled his eyes playfully. "Some brutes may be intimidated. Sorry to disappoint you, but I'm not." Offering her a kind smile, Phoenix dipped his head and looked back at the moon. "I want nothing from you, nothing that you haven't already given me. I just don't like being watched from the shadows. Now, we just need your little friend to show herself and I'll be perfectly happy." Blinking his emerald green eyes, Phoenix took a moment to look the fae over once more. He wasn't going to kid himself, she was stunning, but despite the confidence in which he acted with, Phoenix didn't know anything about the gender opposite of his. He had never come into contact with many faes, most of them being mutated or rabid savages who were focused on taking his life instead of talking to him. They had always been opponents, and now, Phoenix wasn't sure what to do.

The second fae that emerged was a lovely golden color, and he raised an eyebrow at her attempts to be funny. "Dear, if you're going to try and make us laugh, do put more effort in it. Keep a straight face and calm voice, or you just come off as a cretin." Phoenix replied calmly. "I come from a place closely related to what you call Hell." Without letting any emotion surface on his features, the brute watched the golden fae saunter past, trying to entice him with her scent. Phoenix wrinkled his nose. The beast that made him so different looking obviously didn't like it, attracted to the scent of its own breed. "Well Thank the Stars..." Phoenix muttered, resisting the urge to snarl. The brute stood, easily coming to the same height as black fae. "I should be asking you that, since I have been here for a bit, and you had the gall to disturb me. So, fae, what are you doing here?" Phoenix already wasn't fond of this wolf, trying to tease him and treat him like he was inadequate. His green orbs flashed, and his tail flicked with slight irritation.

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{Levie's Speech}
{Phoenix's Speech}
{Myla's Speech}

"Where you from... Pretty boy?"

Levie growled some, listening to the fae's words, snorting she couldn't believe how pathetic she was acting. A grimance look on the black and white female's face made her cringe horrid smell of heat in the air. Out of know where Lev stomped her paw and pushed her chest into the golden female before her, glaring down at her she sneered with anger. A fae would never let her heat scent out unless she was a whore, and by the looks of it, this one could car less. That just shows how secure she is of her body, letting that ratchet smell out to gain the males attention. " I do mind that you don't ever let that scent out again, it makes you seem like a whore. Is that what kind of reputation you want?" Levie spat, shaking her head in shame, it was certainly sad how much she towered over the female. Though as she brought one of her paws back and slowly stepping away from the fae who suddenly came close to her. To close for comfort! She snarled in her head, narrowing her eyes to slits, not liking how close the fae was to her.

"Hello, there. May I ask who you are?"

Head tilting, she rose her front fore-paw to the center of her heart shaped chest, muscles aching with tension that lingered in the air around them. If this fae kept her act up, the male will grow tired of her childish games. Not knowing what she was doing, Levie revealed sparkling white 5 inch long fangs to glisten from the light above them. Gathering in some air to speak, she finally did just as her paw collided back to the Earth surface. " Who are you? I don't give out my name to strangers I don't know." Still hardening glare at the golden female, disliking her flirty ways of body modification and sexual reactions towards the male. Lev casts her gaze past the fae, drifting to the male who now spoke. A grin sprouting on her features, hiding the major rage that wanted to unfold.

"Some brutes may be intimidated. Sorry to disappoint you, but I'm not." Lev blinked, following each of his comments. "I want nothing from you, nothing that you haven't already given me. I just don't like being watched from the shadows. Now, we just need your little friend to show herself and I'll be perfectly happy." Hearing what he said, she shoved the female that was all up in her face, away. Sneering some when she pushed the fae, stepping towards the male.

"Dear, if you're going to try and make us laugh, do put more effort in it. Keep a straight face and calm voice, or you just come off as a cretin." A chuckle erupted from Levie, holding back more laughter with one swipe from her tail over her mouth she glanced over at the fae. Pricking her ears up, she looked back at the male though kept a close eye on the female. "I come from a place closely related to what you call Hell." Twitching her ears at the word 'Hell' she smirked, meeting eye contact with the brute. " Hell huh?" She flickered her head to one side, having relating to what he said. The enormous, gorgeous female straightened up and could sense the awkwardness between the three. Not knowing what to say to the males last few words.

"Well Thank the Stars..."

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(Sorry for the wait)
Myla smiled at the remark,"I can assure you I'm not that." She looked at the female,"And no one knows me so I don't care much about my reputation." She tucked her tail a bit though, obviously, she was not gonna get a fight. She rolled her eyes, "I'm Myla, I have no pack, and no rank. I just run free." I smiled at the male. He was smart.I growled as the female shoved me, but why even try? I walked away a couple of steps, then turned around and set. Licking my chest, I watched the two. Why was I even still here? I had no idea. I chewed on my paw tring to get a sticker out, but finally gave up. It was embeded to far into my paw. My burnt coat, shone in the moonlight. The sun would be coming up soon, and I hated it. The moon gave me energy, and freedom.I smirked at the male's comment, "Really? Most wolves think I'm hilarious. Though they never know me long enough to find out the truth." I listened to him, "Thank the Stars? I haven't heard that since I was a pup." I glanced at him a bit more curiously. Where did anyone even get that phrase? Why would you thank stars?

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Phoenix already found himself questioning how normal wolves put up with some faes. He rolled his eyes, watching the black fae with a interesting sparking in his eyes. "Yes. Hell. But I better not drone on. I'm not going to bore you with my past." He flicked his tail, ear tips twitching slightly as he listened to the forest around him. "Dear, I am not 'most wolves'. I find you to be utterly dull and mundane. And you're attempts at seduction, or whatever it is you are trying... I do agree with her. Never let it out again. It's so disgusting and it only increases my dislike for you. I don't want to hate you. Do you want me to hate you?" His emerald orbs scanned over the both of them, pausing a moment to examine their eyes carefully.

The wind ruffled his fur. Phoenix laced his ears back against his skull, shifting his gaze around warily. "Thank the Stars is very uncommon. The wolves who use it just have different beliefs than most. Where I come from, the stars were always there. I know they are there and it is a solid tie to reality. I use the saying for that reason exactly. They didn't abandon me, so why should I abandon them?" His voice faded as his kept talking, the last parts of his speech almost incomprehensible. "I have advice for you two. Don't go near humans. Ever."

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