The Life I Live [Closed - Sky]

[Sicilia]

[STYLE=width: 200px; height: 200px; border-radius: 100px 100px 100px 100px; border: 2px dotted #987ca0; margin: 0px 0px 10px 0px; float: top left; background-image: url(http://i1174.photobucket.com/albums/r602/RileyBear2012/imageicon.jpg);] [/style] [atrb=border,0,true] [atrb=style, width: 420px; height: 500px; border: 6px dotted #2a192f; background:#43264b; border-bottom-left-radius:100px; border-top-right-radius:100px; border-bottom-right-radius:100px; border-top-left-radius:100px;] [STYLE= width: 406px; background-color: transparent; padding-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; padding-right: 3px; text-align: left; text-transform: lower case; font-family: Shelley Volante BT; font-size: 47px; letter-spacing: 0px; color: 2a192f; line-height: .5; text-shadow: #000 1px 1px 2px;]i'd give up forever[/style] [STYLE= font-family: latha; font-size: 9px; color: 987ca0; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 0; text-align: center;]to touch you, cause I know that you feel me somehow, you're[/style] [STYLE= width: 406px; background-color: transparent; padding-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; padding-right: 3px; text-align: right; text-transform: lower case; font-family: Andalus; font-size: 27px; letter-spacing: 0px; color: 987ca0; line-height: -10; text-shadow: #000 1px 1px 2px;]* Sicilia[/style] [STYLE= width:400px; height: 250px; background-color: 2a192f; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; color: 987ca0; text-align: justify; padding: 5 5 5 5px; overflow: auto; opacity: 45; letter-spacing: 1;] The moon was sailing silently over head as a quiet Silicia lay between two hills that raised to the sky like hands with an offering to the darkened sky. Her light purple eyes were open and gazing across the lumpy landscape and there was a sadness in her deep gaze. For too long had her womb been empty and there were no pups in her care. Not even a shaken female for her to look after and the black female was lonely. Her intense motherly instinct was overriding most other instincts. She could probably nurse an elk fawn and never give it a second thought. Being as empty as she was, she knew it wouldn't be long before she was laden with pups as was the way of the clan she was prisoner of. hey were always sure to make as much use of her as they could but she paid them little mind. For too long had she been a part of their numbers that she hardly recognized their actions. They were like moving pieces of a chess board in a game she had no interest in but had to mind. She didn't care for the politics and fighting that often happened in the ranks and they didn't concern her for the most part. She was simply there to serve the needs of the lot of them and she knew that fighting it was far worse than what they would inflict of their own accord. She learned that lesson painfully and long ago. [/style] [STYLE= width: 406px; background-color: transparent; padding-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; padding-right: 3px; text-align: right; text-transform: lower case; font-family: Shelley Volante BT; font-size: 37px; letter-spacing: 0px; color: 2a192f; line-height: .5; text-shadow: #000 1px 1px 2px;] the closest to heaven[/style] [STYLE= font-family: latha; font-size: 9px; color: 987ca0; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 0; text-align: center;]that i'll ever be, and I don't want to go home right now.[/style]

[Sky]

Striding forward across his lands, the King seemed to be quite a regal creature. Thoughts were upon earlier meetings that day, prospective members... And other such things. Truth be told, the male was feeling a bit... irritable. As well as, well... Needy. Some stress relief was in order. Tail raised high, Sky continued to prance about. And then his nose came upon a familiar scent. A wry smile came across his muzzle.

Of course. Why not pay little Sicilia a visit? The dark knight changed his course, heading for her perfumed scent. It wasn't long until he came upon the black and purple female. Hmm. It had been awhile since she'd borne pups. Sky raised his head, regal features looking almost menacing as he approached the female. The sadist in him was coming free. Steps were quiet as he approached her from behind, almost undetectable to all but the most trained of ears. And with Sicilia... Well. She was a mother. And even if she could fight, it wouldn't take much for him to take her down. When he was all but a foot away from her, sugar coated words came from his lips, dripping of poison honey, "Sicilia, my dear... You look so melancholy,[/color]" His words rang with concern. And, unless one truly knew Sky, they would not be able to tell it was faux.

The male sat down next to the smaller, darker female, looking down at her before cooing, "Tell me, Sicilia. What's the matter? Hmm?" The male was toying with her. And oh, did he love to see them squirm. However, he knew that the femme he spoke to was far too broken down to care, much. No. He would have what he wanted soon enough... and perhaps she would have what she did not too long after.[/font]

[Sicilia]

[STYLE=width: 200px; height: 200px; border-radius: 100px 100px 100px 100px; border: 2px dotted #987ca0; margin: 0px 0px 10px 0px; float: top left; background-image: url(http://i1174.photobucket.com/albums/r602/RileyBear2012/imageicon.jpg);] [/style] [atrb=border,0,true] [atrb=style, width: 420px; height: 500px; border: 6px dotted #2a192f; background:#43264b; border-bottom-left-radius:100px; border-top-right-radius:100px; border-bottom-right-radius:100px; border-top-left-radius:100px;] [STYLE= width: 406px; background-color: transparent; padding-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; padding-right: 3px; text-align: left; text-transform: lower case; font-family: Shelley Volante BT; font-size: 47px; letter-spacing: 0px; color: 2a192f; line-height: .5; text-shadow: #000 1px 1px 2px;]i'd give up forever[/style] [STYLE= font-family: latha; font-size: 9px; color: 987ca0; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 0; text-align: center;]to touch you, cause I know that you feel me somehow, you're[/style] [STYLE= width: 406px; background-color: transparent; padding-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; padding-right: 3px; text-align: right; text-transform: lower case; font-family: Andalus; font-size: 27px; letter-spacing: 0px; color: 987ca0; line-height: -10; text-shadow: #000 1px 1px 2px;]* Sicilia[/style] [STYLE= width:400px; height: 250px; background-color: 2a192f; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; color: 987ca0; text-align: justify; padding: 5 5 5 5px; overflow: auto; opacity: 45; letter-spacing: 1;] As she lay in what seemed to be an eternal silence, the stars seemed to sparkle over head. They always danced and mingled with each other to a music that never reached her ears though she longed to hear the sweet melody. A small breeze blew across the tundra and stirred her light purple mane of hair though it also brought something else to er tender black nostrils. She closed her eyes and a small sigh crossed her lips. It was the scent of the ruler of these lands that the wind brought to her in a mix between a blessing and a curse. A curse for knowing what was to come, but a blessing in being able to know. It was much like the mixed blessings of her life. She waited quietly for she knew to run was to bring worse pain. In the deepest corners of her mind, she knew that Sky wouldn't hurt her beyond what she was able to heal and that was a comfort of sorts. It was also a curse that she continued to walk the earth another day. She did not have to wait too long before she could detect that slow movement as Sky crept up behind her. For as much as he thought he was sneaky, she was always one step ahead...and behind at the same time. "Good evening, King."

[/i] she said using his respectful title, her soft voice had always been like music. "I was unaware I looked as such, but if you speak it, it must be true."[/i] she said without sarcasm. She knew how she had to act with him around and what was expected of her. "Nothing is troubling me, King. I was simply thinking of the world. Is there something I may do for you? You do not often visit me."[/i][/style][/center]

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[STYLE= font-family: latha; font-size: 9px; color: 987ca0; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 0; text-align: center;]that i'll ever be, and I don't want to go home right now.[/style]

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[Sky]

Ah, the joys of being royal. There was a polite smile upon his muzzle as she spoke. And it genuinely seemed as if he was listening to her speak quite intently. Bi-colored eyes didn't blink, nor take their focus off of the female. For a few moments, there was only the soft sounds of the breeze, the night, and her voice. "Mmm. Just thinking about the future of Cataclysm, dear. We have many prospective new members. In fact, we make require a Reaping, soon. I think you could use the company... You've been pretty alone for... how long now? Since you had your last litter?[/color]"

Sky liked to toy with his prey before he consumed it. And he was going to do all he could to get a reaction out of this broken female. He was sure he could do it... No matter what the reaction was. It would just take time. Time, and patience. For this... Sky had all the patience in the world. Still, it seemed hardly fair. After all, she would eventually act up and then he would reward her by allowing her to lay with him and carry his children.

What more could she want?[/font]

[Sicilia]

[STYLE=width: 200px; height: 200px; border-radius: 100px 100px 100px 100px; border: 2px dotted #987ca0; margin: 0px 0px 10px 0px; float: top left; background-image: url(http://i1174.photobucket.com/albums/r602/RileyBear2012/imageicon.jpg);] [/style] [atrb=border,0,true] [atrb=style, width: 420px; height: 500px; border: 6px dotted #2a192f; background:#43264b; border-bottom-left-radius:100px; border-top-right-radius:100px; border-bottom-right-radius:100px; border-top-left-radius:100px;] [STYLE= width: 406px; background-color: transparent; padding-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; padding-right: 3px; text-align: left; text-transform: lower case; font-family: Shelley Volante BT; font-size: 47px; letter-spacing: 0px; color: 2a192f; line-height: .5; text-shadow: #000 1px 1px 2px;]i'd give up forever[/style] [STYLE= font-family: latha; font-size: 9px; color: 987ca0; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 0; text-align: center;]to touch you, cause I know that you feel me somehow, you're[/style] [STYLE= width: 406px; background-color: transparent; padding-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; padding-right: 3px; text-align: right; text-transform: lower case; font-family: Andalus; font-size: 27px; letter-spacing: 0px; color: 987ca0; line-height: -10; text-shadow: #000 1px 1px 2px;]* Sicilia[/style] [STYLE= width:400px; height: 250px; background-color: 2a192f; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; color: 987ca0; text-align: justify; padding: 5 5 5 5px; overflow: auto; opacity: 45; letter-spacing: 1;] Sicilia was lying through her teeth and she forced a smile as the King spoke to her. A cat playing with a mouse and she was quite aware of it. She bite her tongue as she wanted t growl and push him away. To walk away and just never come back. But then she was reminded that she had no where to go and would only be hunted down. Ah the life of a slave. She exhaled. "It has been over two seasons my Lord...nearing on a third."[b/] she said through a gritted teeth as the reminder of her loneliness bite into her worse that any pair of teeth could have delivered. A twitch in her right thigh began to show her slight annoyance. she struggled to remain calm as he sat there and poked at her buttons. By the Gods did she hate him, but he was her only refuge in a cold world. No doubt he would remind her of that next.[/style] [STYLE= width: 406px; background-color: transparent; padding-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; padding-right: 3px; text-align: right; text-transform: lower case; font-family: Shelley Volante BT; font-size: 37px; letter-spacing: 0px; color: 2a192f; line-height: .5; text-shadow: #000 1px 1px 2px;] the closest to heaven[/style] [STYLE= font-family: latha; font-size: 9px; color: 987ca0; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 0; text-align: center;]that i'll ever be, and I don't want to go home right now.[/style]

[Sky]

Nodded seemingly sympathetically. "Well, that'll be changed soon, I think. As I said, many answered the call. It was really quite a sight to see. You should have been there. Though, of course, Azyra was on edge. That girl is a pawful, not well behaved at all... Like you. Perhaps these new recruits will be able to put her in her place in ways I cannot.[/color]" A sigh seemingly passed his lips, purposely ignoring and feigning ignorance to her pain and annoyance. Oh, yes. He knew he was cutting deep. But that was what he wanted to do. What more could could be expected from such a sadistic creature?

Then again, his charm tended to keep most out of the loop. Such was the talent of a sociopath. A smirk ran across his muzzle, his demeanor changing, "Tell me, Sicilia... Could you use some company tonight? You seem tense. Loosen up a little.[/color]" The male would stride forward, giving her an almost flirtatious nip on her ear. Not enough to cause any kind of damage at all, just to be felt. He knew that she wouldn't deny him of anything he wanted. But he liked to savor the moment beforehand, despite the fact his loins screamed at him to take her. He could control himself, for awhile. And she was being very well behaved, so there was absolutely no rush. None at all. It would only be a matter of time before both of their needs were met.

Though, hers would take quite a bit longer than his would... After all, that was a process all in its own.[/font]

[Sicilia]

[STYLE=width: 200px; height: 200px; border-radius: 100px 100px 100px 100px; border: 2px dotted #987ca0; margin: 0px 0px 10px 0px; float: top left; background-image: url(http://i1174.photobucket.com/albums/r602/RileyBear2012/imageicon.jpg);] [/style] [atrb=border,0,true] [atrb=style, width: 420px; height: 500px; border: 6px dotted #2a192f; background:#43264b; border-bottom-left-radius:100px; border-top-right-radius:100px; border-bottom-right-radius:100px; border-top-left-radius:100px;] [STYLE= width: 406px; background-color: transparent; padding-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; padding-right: 3px; text-align: left; text-transform: lower case; font-family: Shelley Volante BT; font-size: 47px; letter-spacing: 0px; color: 2a192f; line-height: .5; text-shadow: #000 1px 1px 2px;]i'd give up forever[/style] [STYLE= font-family: latha; font-size: 9px; color: 987ca0; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 0; text-align: center;]to touch you, cause I know that you feel me somehow, you're[/style] [STYLE= width: 406px; background-color: transparent; padding-top: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; padding-right: 3px; text-align: right; text-transform: lower case; font-family: Andalus; font-size: 27px; letter-spacing: 0px; color: 987ca0; line-height: -10; text-shadow: #000 1px 1px 2px;]* Sicilia[/style] [STYLE= width:400px; height: 250px; background-color: 2a192f; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; color: 987ca0; text-align: justify; padding: 5 5 5 5px; overflow: auto; opacity: 45; letter-spacing: 1;] Sicilia cried inside for the poor females that would be coming in soon. It seemed that she would have a lot to take on in a few short days. Sicilia often took it upon herself to sort of be there for the females that the clan captured. She knew the feelings that happened when a female was torn away from everything she had ever known and was forced to live the life that they did. Te thought always had bothered her but she had often consoled these poor souls and helped them accept what they had been dealt. Sicilia turned her full attentions back towards the male that was demanding her attention. "I'm sure that Azyra will learn her place in time...."

[/i] she said thinking it over. She knew that Azyra was having a hard time accepting the life and Sicilia mad plans to speak to her more fully about the rules before she really got her ass handed to her. Her ear twitched involuntarily as he nipped at it. "Should you wish my company, I would gladly give it my king."[
b] the black wolf said, looking up at him, though keeping her gaze away from his eyes. [/style][/center]

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[STYLE= font-family: latha; font-size: 9px; color: 987ca0; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 0; text-align: center;]that i'll ever be, and I don't want to go home right now.[/style]

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[Sky]

At that proposition, a grin came across the male's features. He circled Sicilia for a bit, looking her over. It seemed as if he was genuinely thinking about her offer. As if it was something he genuinely had to mull over, roll around in his head until the idea took shape. Hmm. What do to with this one... "Well, you've been so cooperative..." The male murmured softly, smile turning somewhat gentle, "I think I can... arrange for my company to be gentle tonight." With that, he would place a soft nudge upon her cheek. A show of affection? Who knew with that male...? His breath would caress her temple for a few moments before he strode behind her, and so the fun began.

((Le fade to black...))

After some time, he had finally found himself satisfied. Panting, he found himself on his four again, looking at the female and inspecting her carefully. She was too valuable to harm too much. Cooperative females were useful. After all, the pack did need them in order to grow... Girlies were kind of valuable for reproduction and all of that. Sky had taken special effort not to harm her, despite forcing himself onto her. He didn't want to ruin chances of conception by causing a needless injury. After all, she could possibly be carrying his descendents. Perhaps, one worthy of his attention would be born. With that, Sky sat down, bending his head to lick his chest a few times as to straighten it out. The air smelled of musk and sex, and they were both pretty clearly ruffled.

Not that that there was any shame in having lain with the King.