Land of the Canines

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• Beasts   The Little Things

  -- Present Time --Justin sat there while he looked blankly at the room. The story brought chills down his back and made him slightly tense. Never before had he known something like this to happen. He had never heard of such... magic. It was true some individuals had certain abilities such as visions, heightened physical abilities, healing, and slight connection to the elements. However, this was something new to him. The male frowned slightly as he pushed himself up onto his feet. Freya had been... strange to him. She was mouthy, strong, and yet she was a girl. She was embarrassed, scared, and unsure of herself here. In reality though, she was a mystery and had fangs and claws. Could she truly be who they thought she was, and if so why had she appeared now? Why could Alec touch her? If anything, would she not go to an alpha? Did it mean they were meant to win the war? No, it did not seem that simple. The Dragon War after all started because of the disruption of leadership, p

• Beasts   Inferno

  -- A Day Ago --Green eyes swept across the snowy lands. The trees bent against the whipping wind while the snow assaulted the grey world. The only casting light was the moon, yet it did not give enough to make viewing easy. The large black canine straightened up as he rose his nose to the sky. He breathed in deeply to take in the smells of the winter land before parting his maw to taste the wind. The canine breathed in the cold, the ice, and yet tasted nothing. No foot prints laid on the ground, which meant they were lost. Pulling his lips back in anger and annoyance his head lowered to force his nose against the ground. Each step he breathed in the air again, allowed it to travel into his nose in hopes of catching something. There was very little for him to find though, but he stopped at the scent of blood. The large black wolf pulled his muzzle up slightly and narrowed his eyes as he looked forward in the direction of the drops of crimson. It lead further into the forest.

• Beasts   Land of the Canines

  Alec's eyes narrowed as he glanced over the strange female. Her golden eyes had hardened in disbelief of his words. "Home of the canines." She mumbled under her breath as she glanced over in the direction of the town again. She was confused, afraid, and nervous. He could smell it. He could smell the thick stench of it, but what he could also smell was Justin's scent. Instinctively, his eyes had glanced along the deer skin coat that she was wrapped in. It was Justin's, which annoyed him. He did not like it. It made him look for her marks, yet he found none. There were no spouse or clan markings.Most females at the age of sixteen had a spouse, a mate to be exact of some kind. This stranger seemed to in her 20's at least, yet what worried him even more were the lack of clan markings. Those markings told what clan she belonged to. They were given at birth or in early childhood. Different clans placed it differently, but the markings were almost always exposed. His clan did it th

• Beasts   Bellaroos

  Mouse, the white haired boy, pulled his lips back to reveal two razor sharp fangs. His pink eyes narrowing in warning before he spoke. "Tristan, leave the room." The shorter man snapped his head around with confusion, but said nothing. Tristan's eyes looked nervous and for a moment he considered his next move. The two ears were pressed against his skull before glancing in the direction of the third man in the room. The taller one nodded in response. Tristan slowly released Freya's foot before moving to place his hands up. His head lowering as if to show he was no harm before he turned to leave the room.It was then Freya realized where she was. She was laying on a table. It was... stone with animal skin laid over it. Her fingers brushed against it making her realize it was deer skin. The room was small with them in the middle, a dirt floor, and the walls made of wood. It was placed perfectly to give a look of a log cabin. Glancing up at the roof she noted it was made of wood

• Beasts   Storm

  Golden eyes flickered within the darkness unable to focus on just one thing. They searched and searched, yet there was no ability to find any living being. The cold wind and ice simply crashed into the earth which left nothing to be seen. It left nothing but white and black. The sound so strong it made ear drums ring with the sound. The trees bent to the will of the storm with no ability to defend. The storm had gone on for hours with no release, but at least she was safe from it. While she had no idea how she got here or why, she at least had shelter. She had found herself curled up in the corner of a cave with the bit of firewood she was able to muster. She was rather surprised she was able to get the flames going considering what the ground was a bit wet. That did not concern her the most though.Her jeans were torn with ugly bloody wounds down her legs and a swelled ankle. Her shoes were long gone, her shirt in tatters. She had exposed her arm which was also bloody and sw