;;cry me to [sleep] tonight;;

[November Massacre]

She was silent as she crept through the willow trees. She kept low to the ground, eyes bright and curious. Her tail was stretched out behind her like a bushy snake, and her auds were perked to catch any noise. The forest was wet and dark, with snow everywhere. The air was brisk, and getting colder as the day died. The sun was barely visible, which was fine with her, she didn’t like the daylight.

Why was she here? Oh right, she was in heat. That was a good reason. Certainly good enough for a male, for what male could resist the scent? None that she had ever met, that was for sure. She chose a choice place below a particularly large and well-branched weeping willow, and settled down on the semi-dry, snowless grass. She made sure there was a gap in the long branches for a male to find her, and let out a yipping howl.

Anyone would be able to recognize her howl as distinctly wolven, but she didn’t care who came, wolf, fox, or coyote. All she really needed was this feeling to vanish, and perhaps pups to make her life worth living again. She hadn’t felt useful or worthy of life for some time now.

[♥Meggalicious ;;]

[Heh, I'm totally bringing Atreyu into this one. ^^]

[edit;; Awww. ;-; I would if she was a wolfeh.]

[♥Meggalicious ;;]

OOC: I'm actually not sure. =/
Never really checked. Anyway... I'll bring in myy Atreyu.

[♥Meggalicious ;;]

It was a clearly audible cry that this fem gave. Its message? Oh, one that Atreyu was much, much too fond of.
Somebody wants to play. How nice.
He seemed to always be there on target, the female in waiting, though not at all did it bother Atreyu. Perhaps gossip would eventually spread, the more matrons he humped, until every biitch wanted just a piece of the Amad-ster. Oh hell yeah. He could see it now.

Orbs were locked on his target, his worthless prey, a rather fine-looking newcomer. She wished to start out her new life screaming in agony? Well, fine. So be it. I’ll do it only for you, sugar. “Why ’lo there,” he spat coldly, pools blazing as his instincts rose. The brute came towards her side, snapping at the scruff of her nape, hissing in laughter as he came around towards her face. “Lets not waste any time, darling.” Words were harsh, quick, and oh-so serious. You think he’d be kidding about something like this?
Tassel lifted dominantly, auds pinned as he examined her.

[November Massacre]

Auds snapped to attention at the sound of approaching pads, and she turned her dial to see who was coming. She raised her eyes at the sight of a pure black wolf, rather handsome, but not at all friendly in appearance. Dark? Well, he certainly wasn't light, which was fine with her, she wasn't either. She was just a wanderer, no set alliance, her personality was to even.

Hello to yourself, she replied, raising herself to a sit as he nipped her. She didn't react in any way other than that, actually rather enjoying it. She watched him patiently with secret grey eyes, accepting the glint of malice in his. She lowered her crown to show subordination to him, thinking that for a short period of pleasure, it wouldn't kill her to humor him.

Yes, let's not waste. Let's get straight to it.

[♥Meggalicious ;;]

Well now. Haven’t gotten that kinda response before.
Visage seemed a bit surprised as she herself offered to do it quick. Huh, most these chicks would actually attempt to fight back… or even worse, act like they were in charge of the entire situation. Psh. Idiots.
Optics narrowed to only two scarlet slots on his face, chuckling demonically, crown bashing her shoulder in a rather rough nudge. “We need more biitches like you. The ones that know they aren’t worth more than a good fuuck.”
Easily, the hessian could have blown his chances. Easily, this vix’ could have dashed off leaving a sad little man. And oh so easily could she have changed her mind. But truth was truth, and he had to set it straight.
Large talons carried him towards the hide, teasing her first by using his fangs to sketch along the entrance. Seemed a bit rusty there, girl. Oh well. Lets fix you up.
With his bodice raising, pounding into place, he snarled once before beginning the operation that made him strive for life.

OOC: Eh, don't feel like getting /too/ graphic. That okay?

[November Massacre]

ooc; no prob, I'm not a fan of graphic, mainly 'cuz I can't really write graphic breeding.

He seemed surprised that she seemed so willing. But she had more sense in her pretty little head than others. When you see a big mean masculine approach you, you act humbly. Unless you want to die or get raped. Neither option seemed particularly wonderful to Ember. She hated her life but wanted to live it, holding out mild hope that it would get better. Perhaps she was just a fool.

The femme didn't flinch when he called her worthless, for she felt the same way. Who was she but a sleeper? She angled herself to make it easier for him to access her, and for this to be more enjoyable. This was only her second time, and the last time was over two years ago. And against her will. But this wasn't, this was now, and this was her choice. She purred as he entered and braced herself. When he was finished she was panting, and turned to him.

I know you couldn't care less, and you'll forget anyways, but my name is November Massacre.

[♥Meggalicious ;;]

OOC: lol Saame. :]

Upper lip twitched upon him finishing, orbs lazy and swollen in glory. He didn’t care if he had given her pain; for, if he had, it only gave more to his satisfaction. And hell. That’s all that mattered, right?
He withdrew, snarling slightly in the last few splendid moments; stepping quickly towards her front. So. His new h.oe’s name was November? Cute. Damned soul sneered. “I won’t forget. How else will I call upon my new pet?”
There was no doubt some mockery in his voice; though, for the most part, he was much too serious. Thorns pinned. “Just be sure of one thing. You get pups? I’d kill ‘em. You keep them, they’re your problem.”

He stared, icy eyes glaring into her own for a few moments before sauntering off.