A Name Is More Than A Title.. It's A Sin.. ( Artemis Sinfeather only )

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Vincent watched as the moon began to rise. Once midnight struck he stalked to the edge of the mountain top, pulling his head forward, and standing in the pose of a germen shepherd. He stretched out his neck, letting an eerie howl flow out his maw.. After he was done, Vincent made his way through the thickets, and towards a village. Standing up on two legs, he walked through the gates. Dipping his head toward the two guards. HIs mucles rippling beneath his raven black coat. He had been longing to find a mate but failed to find the perfect one. walking on through the village, he stopped. Turning to watch two wolves fight for the title. Leaning up against the railing, his eyes scanning the area around him. Others were cheering out for Glacier. A rather large white male, with a black face. Vincent had a skull necklace laced around his neck. On the side of his shoulder were three large claw marks.. Vincent watched the fight go on, shaking his head at the white male most of the time. He was timid to kill that brute, some day he would. And it might be soon... Eyes narrowed he went on watching...

[Artemis Sinfeather]

Kitsunè awoke drowsy, her vision was blurred and mouth tasted nearly as disgusting as the sight before her dark molten amber and scarlet eyes. She stared at the dark stone walls around her and the cold matching floor beneath her padded feet. Kitsunè made a slow movement to touch the floor delicately but found that she could not move her arms or even legs! She moved her head to the left, then right, then down to her legs to find that she was chained up against the wall, her clothes were ripped from the encounter with the Wolves of the South. They made her sick to her stomach at times with brutish behavior and cruel demeanors. Kitsunè struggled helplessly as she heard footsteps from behind the room, they were slow, but meaningfull movements. She felt the fear that had been supersede for too long nearly burst from her chest, gritting her teeth, she forced back a screamed filled to the brim with anguish and shame as the owner of the footsteps appeared.

It was a male wolf of the south, dressed in a ceremonial savage clothing, he carried a spear and behind him was a much older male, he wore the clothes of an elder but Kitsunè could tell he had the savage tongue of a juvenile, like herself, for instance. The elder wolf approached Kitsunè and smirked darkly toward his companion and to her," A fine specimen your hunting party brought in, Vernon." the gristled old one complimented evilly. Why do I have a bad feeling that something really bad is gonna go down? Kitsunè questioned herself quietly as she watched the elder size her up," She will make an excellent bride, but who will be the perfect suitor for such a fine... Vixen." Kitsunè wa revolted by the way he spoke of her," You disgusting wolf! I'd never be a bride to the likes of a savage wolf like you!" Kitsunè clenched her small canines together as she spoke with disgust in her voice, this made the elder seemingly even more pleased with her," Fetch me three bondless males, Vernon, tell them not what I have summoned them for but do not allow them into this dungeon till I approve it." the elder smirked in a devilish way that made Kitsunè want to kick that stupid grin off his bearded, ugly, smug face! She would've done so, had she not been chained to a stone wall.

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Vincent pricked his ears up to hear loud growling sounds. Snorting he whirled around and bounded off to where the sound was coming from. He watched as a old brute put a fae into a cell. Growling with rage, Vincent launched himself out of the shadows and onto the elders back. His fangs flashed upon the old hags face, he raked his claws down his back. Blood oozing out of the old brutes bearded maw. Vincent torn at his neck, soon pulling out his windpipe. He growled in rage and pounced at another, he pinned him down pushing all his weight on the brutes throat. Vincent snapped violently at his face, saliva drizzling from the sharpened glinted points of his fangs. Vincent picked the large brute up by his neck swaying him side to side viciously soon tearing out his windpipe then slung him across the stoned earth floor. He snarled loudly in fury, surging forward he chased the rest of them off. Snapping at ones heels, he skidded to a halt. Yowling out to them, “ Don’t you dare come back either. For you will find yourselves in hell!” He roared out to them in rage. Vincent turned and unlocked the cell. Helping up the fae. His deep bright blue eyes looked into hers and he said, “ are you okay? Did you get hurt?” He asked examining her for any wounds. Noticing there wasn’t, he helped her up slowly. His hand placed over her shoulder as his other hand was in the palm of her paw. He snorted, his eyes traveling up her slender body and his eyes met hers.

[Artemis Sinfeather]

Kitsunè watched as a young male wolf appeared and cut down the elder before her eyes, she had shrunk back when the wolf approached her and didn't speak till she gained the ability," I'm fine, not that a wolf would truly care. But thanks for killing them. I would've been forcefully bonded if they were still alive." she breathed out a sigh of relief as she rubbed her wrists gently, carressing the sore skin from struggling and rubbing against the tight chains. Kitsunè noticed the male was still holding her, she looked at his paw on her shoulder, then the paw held in her own, she didnt let go in fear that he would vanish and she would be trapped again, forced to be bonded. As Kitsunè looked up from her arms, her eyes found the male's. Beautiful deep oceanic blue pools were watching her, just as her own molten amber, scarlet and amethyst swirls were watching him.

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Vincent snorted, and shook his head. " Well if I didn't care, would I have saved you?" He asked, smiling down at her. " Now come on. Lets get out of this place." HE said leading her through the cell, and towards the village. His hand still placed on her shoulder. He let go of her hand. His eyes scanned the area, his ears pricked to hear loud cheers. Turning his head slightly to the right, he could see Glacier coming towards him with his blood stainted coat. Glacier chuckled and started to circle the fae. " Sooo, what do we have here. A pretty little thing with a worthless mut!: He snapped. He rubbed her cheek slowly. Vincent growled, and tackled him. He pressed one paw on his throat, choking him. Vincent snarled, " Don't touch her!" He roared adn threw Glacier aside, hitting the stone wall. Vincent growled, turning back to the fae. " What is your name? The Names Vincent." He said leading her toward his place, instead of out here where she would get bonded at any time.

[Artemis Sinfeather]

Kitsunè made a displeased face at the White male," If anyone here is a worthless mutt, it would be you." her small but sharp canines clenched together as she spoke. She rubbed her cheek as if to remove his touch," Well, Vincent, my name isn't important but if you really want to know.." Kitsunè was almost hesitate to say it, she took his arm in her small White and black pelted paw and stayed close to him, she walked on tiptoes for a second as she leaned to his ear and whispered," Kitsunè, that is my name." she smiled slightly before glancing back to see Glacier stand and snarl in their general direction, a small group of brutes had joined him in snarling, almost like Glacier's own miniature pack.

Kitsunè leaned closer to Vincent, he seemed like her only lifeline of remaining an unbounded fae, she knew her time would come eventually, but never to a wolf who believes it's his RIGHT to have her. Kitsunè held on tight to Vincent as she noticed Glacier pull his group together and mutter quietly, Mindless Brutes... Only relying on instinct to survive, when they see a fae, they go absolutely high on her heat scent! Just as that thought crossed in Kitsunè's mind, she flicked her long, fluffy, trailing tail and released a small concentration of heat scent. Quickly hiding her scent, she acted as if nothing happened.

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Vincent growled loudly. Hurrying Kitsume towards his den. His tail lashed out, snorting roughly he looked down at her. Motioning her into his den. He turned to see if anyone was following, slwoly he entered, sitting down in his chair. He shifted into his human form. His shaggy dirty blonde hair ruffling in the win. He has a swirling amthymst scarlet dragon with its large shealths extended, blowing out amthymst of flame. Vincent snorted, and turned over to look at Kitsume. No one has seen his human form, but he knew he could trust her. He was tall and lean, very well built, but muscular broad-shoulders. He worn no shirt, only paggy black pants, with chains on hanging from the pockets. Flicking his bangs to teh otehr side of his face, making his eyes shine brightly. He had an 8 pack, making him look handsome. He was buff and slime.

[Artemis Sinfeather]

Kitsune was nearly shocked at his reaction, quickly retreating to a corner of the room, sinking to the floor, concealing herself from Vincent as she curled her tail between her legs, her tail tip touching the nape of her iridescent white and raven black pelt shimmered as she shivered. Her culture forbode the entry of male dens when they were not related to the female, in any way. Kitsune had her hair infront of her face as her eyes stayed tightly shut.

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