Lets play a game [bhu]

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ooc:// I think Ill give this thread a try at first person xD If it sucks im sorry im so not accustom to it ><

Paradox

I placed my paws carefully, ignorance was my own personal bliss. The scent of my kind whispered up flared nostrils and twitching in my brain. If I did not hold my course of action so close to heart I would have fled. My kind are not to be trifled with. My kind are the snakes of the world. They are Cain. But if they are snakes then I am the viper, the most lethal of all. Holding no interest in my current position, peering through the thin foliage in this folami wood, I turned my body; Not that doing so would hide the blood scent I tracked behind me. The sticky substance coated me, drooling from the darkest ringlets along my chest. The animal whom lost so much blood would surely be dead and devoured in some god forsaken plant.

But my brethren would assume it to be feline blood. It was tantalizing, the thought of tricking another hapless rat into my gut. But I was full, and killing was best continued through more... calculated methods. No serial killer can escape when he has left several bodies in one place within a week. It is too poorly planned. Too haphazard. I am far too smart a monster to do such a thing. My killings are hidden, secret from all except the next set of victims.

They knew exactly what my plan was.

It was their own fault really. Like a tiger stepping onto a tar pool, they sunk into their own pit of blood. And they would pay. I can not claim to be God, resting my paws in the domain of clouds. But I can claim the title demon. I am punishment, I am the punished, and I am the bane of the soulless. Let them come to me.

I had become rather distracted inwardly, a silent snarl was suddenly resting upon my face. I knew what I looked like, a deranged animal escaped from the human's zoo. But I wasn't, I was like them. I was broken. And so where they.

We would destroy one another. Simple concept really.

I moved like a ghoul through their lands, haunting and moaning where I saw fit. I had tormented two of the elder monsters in that camp for near a month now. The eldest a silver back man called Lilith had a heart resting quiet happily in my gut at the moment. Now I need only creep away and leave the other to his torment before killing him as well.

My normally slim nearly emaciated body was crying with joy at the thick musky meat. It so gratefully took it, feeding the brain that craved so much of my blood. A snake must be clever, but a viper must be crafty. There is a difference. And that difference is patience. Let them lurch after their food like fools.

The snort rose from me with contempt edging its note. I would creep after them until these last four... three where dead. Three more, and then Beloved would be avenged. Then I would need no more purpose and my sadism could lead to masochism and bring me to death. It would be glorious. That final moment when I knew they where all dead. All of them. My lips curved into a rather disturbing grin. If only I was run through with purple stripes.

But alas my brown coat was clean, gracefully weaving across my body. The black coated my underside was not so lucky. Blood smeared it, clumping it into great wads of stickiness. To the average eye it looked wet, as if I had simply slipped in a puddle- of mud maybe. But to the Folami nose, I would be death creeping in all its blood soaked glory.

But I was not glorious. I was patient. I would wait for my glory, for many more must fall before I could claim it.

[Bhu ♥ Irwin]

You can try the best you can
If you try the best you can
The best you can is good enough

It stared back at me, that dangerous smile that brought the gods to their knees. Lipstick smeared along the jawline, fading into untainted white. The lips parted to a toothy grin, displaying the teeth that were meant to tear through flesh of the innocent with unmerciful lust. Supposed to be stainted with red, but still they sat like a newborns; white like dreaded snow.

I was different, the outcast that belonged. My smile gentled as I continued to look into the lone trace of water my lands still held. Cruel as my kind, the sun struck each of my hair with unwavering determination. The droubt would weed out the weak from our ranks, and I was considered one of the beloved weak. Not many held a dislike for me, but I had no ambition, which was something they didn't understand.

Without thought, I lashed out an angry paw at the sad puddle, splashing it with fury into the sunbaked soil. Seconds passed and the escaped particles were gone, drank by the poor dying land that wanted to live. My error became apparant as I looked to the water that remained. Each drop was priceless, and I had just lost control of my emotions and wasted. A puppy would die now.

My gaze turned to the crystal blue sky, manilla eyes sending shouts to my true love above. Skoll, if You hear me, send forth rain. No dog shall have to die because of Dio trying to prove a merciless point. I knew my master would not appease my request, for His duty and loyalty was with the feline's baboon. And I knew I didn't want Him to answer me, for I held loyalty and belief in the primates lessons.

A sigh passed before I took a deep intake. Blood was in the air, and it was the blood of my kind. A minute of silent stupor passed before that idea processes and I pealed my eyes from my own reflection. The world was not as kind as I told the young ones in camp. Dogs die at the feet of their own, and cats do not get what they deserve. Now was a prime example. The blood was Folami, but so was the scent of the killer.

Instincts shouted for me to run for my pack, spill the discovery to Bidziil and Carska, but a deeper feeling moved me in solitary silence. I was not sneaking, but searching. I wanted the stranger to hear me, so that he didn't think I was a threat. If he killed one of my pack, I was in a real danger. My form was sleek, not built for battle over swiftness. But swiftness wouldn't aid me in this forested terrain I now found myself entering. My red and white pelt was lengthy, and plant spikes loved long fur.

I knew I was close, but a yelp escaped my maw as a thorn pushed into my bandaged leg. A cat had caused pain to me right before my release. The human's had wrapped it up, believing it'd come off on it's own. It hadn't, for the skin grew infected and swollen, sensitive to the lightest brush. It'd healed just enough for it to hold the cast to it with such strength, I screamed when something tugged it. Now I was forever in danger, as I just so clearly displayed. No control over vocalization had allowed me yelp. So now, all I could do was wait for the demon on the other side of the brush to break through and kill me.

My body was next to be found.

I'd really like to help you man
I'd really like to help you man.....
Nervous messed up marionette
Floating around on a prison ship

Song is Optimistic by Radiohead.
603 words.

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The sound of pain drew my attention, the auricals atop my skull twisted, sharp brown edges glowing orange in the sharp light. I could feel her fear, the scent twisting into my flared nostrils. My lips pulled back, pealing away from my red hued fangs. Apparently someone believed themselves in danger... What a smart pet. But the scent was different, too warm. It smelled of potential milk. Damn it was a woman. No point in attacking then, how sad. But she could still provide her due amusement. A smile played on my black lips. This could be rather fun.

Twitching my long lean body in one small flick, smothering the smile on my face I pressed my way past the foliage. I offered nothing to the female staring at me, obviously waiting for me to destroy her. I simply tipped my head, staring at her with my weak winter blue eyes. They spoke volumes, those icy blue orbs. I let loose the mocking grin. "Good day little bird" I whispered, letting the words slip off my tongue.

I was quiet aware of the blood drying to my neck and chest. My jaws where past dry, I had licked the blood from them leaving only dashes of saliva wet red across the black. I couldn't help but wonder though, what the multi-hued beauty was thinking, how fun it would be to step into her mind right then. I was aware of something else, though. I was handsome. I knew that quiet well, and it made it easy for me to slip past certain females. Perhaps this would be one of those weak hearted woman.

The smile grew softer on my muzzle. "Little bird..." I stepped forward, pressing my muzzle closer to her. Carefully I stepped around her, eyes following every twitch of her muscles. Nose drawing in every alteration of her scent. "Why so far from your nest my dear?" My voice was soft, careful and gentle. No male had ever heard this voice. They where all demons. All killers and envious monsters. Females where different. Mean, yes. Vain, yes. But they held a sort of self certainty all males lacked.

My lean brown back arched slightly, as I lowered my front half in a sort of bow. It seemed not to be the precisely correct complement to her beauty, but it was the best I knew to do.

I am a very polite monster.

[Bhu ♥ Irwin]

Orange melting to black, flames traveling the ranks of Hell. That face help the blood of my fallen comrads, but the blue orbs did not hold the ice of deadly lust. A murderer who was not a murderer. Like I was an outcast who belongs. We all have multi-personality dissorders, some far greater than others. Every one of us has negative and positive. This dog was a murderer of his own kind and I was different than those I surronded myself with, those were our negatives. But he had a politness about him and I had a personality that even the cold of my pack seemed to appreciate, those were our positives. I tried to convince myself of this as the attractive brute began to circle me.

Circling was a hunting technique.

My expression ripped into a snarl and I spun to face the creature. Though my actions spoke an anger beyond measure, my eyes betrayed the uncertainty that dominated my mind. He had killed one of my family, this I could easily see. But he didn't some evil, more severely so. My morals told me to give forgiveness for sins, treat this canine kindly unless he did wrong again. But loyalty to my pack gave a whole different set of demands.

"I am not your little bird, mutt." My bark was sharp, tail sticking out straight in a sign of aggression. The ears atop my head folded back, leaning flat against my skull, protecting themselves by instinct, knowing this could lead to a fight.

A fight I couldn't win, but I sure as Hell would give a fair share of battle scars.

Far from the nest? This made me withdraw and scowl in a juvanile way. I was still of teenage years, the stubborn youth that refused to be brought down to the levels of pups. But, in truth, I was still a child. But no damn murderer was about to disgrace me like that. "I need not stay near camp! I am just short of two and a half years old!" Any hint of serious aggression had fled from my face, replaced by a childish frustration to prove oneself.

Realizing I had let my guard down, I push aside the immaturity and gave the dog a sideways glance. "Why did you have to shed the blood of our own? Isn't it bad enough we kill the feline's without reason outside human ignorance?" My wild display of emotions now settled into guarded curiousity, eyeing the dog with narrowed eyes. Those who had the heart to step out of the norm was an inspiration to me.

Even if that someone use that will to do things I did not aspire to do.

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She met my eyes with shock,unity, and was that recognition? Had I made her see some sort of disturbing similarity between us two? It seemed unlikely. She looked far too pure, and as I met her eyes I was sure where that unity had come from. We both held a chunk of personality that should not be held by our kind. We were monsters in the realm of monsters. I couldn't hide the broken grin that pulled at my face. Broken grin... yes. Even my ability to smile had left a long wile ago.

I continued to circle her, quietly, watching intently. There was no hunting gleam in my eye. I did not attack women. I don't steal away anyone's beloveds. I wasn't that cruel. But then maybe the monsters I had brought down had been the beloveds of some lonely female, but that seemed unlikely, coming from a different pack as they had. With such secrets. Such horrible secrets.

She turned on me in fury, but the uncertainty in her eyes dispelled any worry that snarl may have placed in me. "No need to fight, little bird" I mused quietly, blue eyes flickering across her face. I watched her anger in quiet interest. Why so angry at such a simple meeting. "I never claimed you to be my bird, little bird" I spoke softly, blue eyes searching. Why had she thought it a claim? I had made no move for it to be as such. But a las, I was not to be given the time to search deeper. She had decided to show her childish side. And I could not help but snicker at that.

Snicker only because I forgot how to laugh, other wise a much kinder note would have fallen from my lips.

"I am sure you are a strong young adult, little bird" he offered as a peace marker. But that childish glare slipped away too quickly, and suspicion glazed my eyes. The bark that slid from me now was much crueler then the actual attempt at kindness before had been. The snicker curled across my teeth bitterly. "I don't hunt kittens, madame." I turned a half mad eye on her. "And anyone who dared to hurt Beloved will fall at my feet" I smiled coldly. "Lilith hurt her deeply you see, and i'm just selfish enough to punish him for it. Its karma, isn't it?" I smiled darkly. "And Karrs knows he's next"

I let out a deep sigh, staring at her as I stood observing. "But you wonder why there is so much blood?" I went on instantly, not giving her the chance to get in a single bark. "You see if you look at the old gray bloke you'll only find one mark to be his death. A clean little nick that snapped his neck. Neat, yes?" I gave her a dark stare, my eyes glowing with dark furious hatred. " But you'll also find his green little heart pried from his chest." I frowned, wondering what she was thinking, before turning my head to the side, watching that shadows. "Would you like to guess where it is now?"

[Bhu ♥ Irwin]

"Stop little birding me!"

For a moment more, I displayed a clear aura of aggression. Each remark ended with the pet name, and I hated that I didn't mind. My breed didn't get pet names by anyone but the occasional true mateship. This dog, though he said it was not a claim, was unknowingly dominating me with it. But it was strange, how I honestly felt about it. I didn't mind--even more, I sort of liked the nickname.

Hurt beloved? He said the word like it was a name. A former mate? Or perhaps a present one? His scent was solitary with the blood, so I doubted he'd courted in a good chunk of time. A former mate. The dogs killed her, and so now he kills them. And the name he gaze his most recent slaying, and the one to come, were unfamiliar. There was another pack? Or were they solitary? I remembered hearing a vague story of a second pack, but it was gone now. Broken up. Dogs either joined this pack, or lived a life of solitude. And solitary dogs were not to be trusted.

In my thoughts, the canine had continued with his speech. Where's the heart? In the dead man's chest...Wait, he just said he pryed it out. Blood? So much? Eyes widening, I looked the male up and down. They finally came to rest on the man's swollen stomach, caked in the blood of the fallen. "You ate a heart of a fellow Folami." I wasn't asking, but stating. My tone was unexpected, by me anyway. It wasn't disgusted, or shocked and fearful. Rather, it was an eery calm, eyes narrowing in thought. This dog was dark, but he'd been hurt. Was that excuse enough?

Looking up and meeting the distant eyes, my ears flickered behind me. It was strange that I was anxious about my pack. I didn't want them to find us, for this man would surely be killed. "There's water. Not much, but enough to clean the blood off you." My voice was dry, but the edges were tinted with shadows. I was thinking and absent minded.

I wanted to save this dog. Not from my pack, but from judgement.

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I thought you said forever?

I watched amusement playing across my features as she snapped at me. So I was bugging her was I? Surly I would continue on that course. So very surly. I Smiled at her sweetly, or as sweetly as I could manage. Sarcasm glowed, vicious in my eyes. She was a good toy, twisting to all the right words, snapping in all the right places. To play with a mind not so nearly broken as my own was a treat. But it wasn't a game really, it was a test. I was prying trying to find the loose cords, trying to prove I wasn't so crazy after all. Not that this was helping that little quest. I watched her calmly , dropping my rather perverse sneer

I was rather pleased when she reacted to Beloved's name. Her real one could no longer be spoken,after all. She had caught the emotion behind it, and for some reason I was proud of the odd little bird. And I was about to tease her a little more when she spoke up, her eyes widening slowly as realization came to her. Why yes little bird, my eyes flickered warnings rising in my head. No guilt came to the surface. They deserved it. They all deserved it. I didn't try to rationalize it, I knew I was a fanatic. So let the world try that on for size. I rewarded her with a sad little smile. "Yes" there was no remorse behind the word, but no pride came forth either. Only quiet determination.

They all had to die before I could.

My large body shifted, the brown hairs standing stiff with dried blood. Her words caught me, turning my head to stare her full in the face. My jaws parted slightly, opening as if to ask the question pressing behind my eyes. But I closed it again and did as instructed. Ignoring the tingle of water racing down my now slightly cleaner chest, I turned to eye her from my position lying in the puddle. I muttered in french, the language the wolves farther north all spoke, though I wasn't really paying attention to the words. "étrange petit oiseau" I sighed, standing awkwardly, trying to ignore the scar stretching across my left side. I gave her one long stare, before sitting back on my haunches. I continued to stare at her, wondering. It wasn't as if I would ever see her again after this random meeting. Though she knew I was going after the older twad trying to join up with their pack...

Oh well this would make things more interesting wouldn't it. "No need to look at me like that, it was my fault really." I creaked slightly, leaning backward to stare up for a second. The scars on my body gave a simultaneous groan of distaste. Returning my blue gaze to her face I narrowed my eyes. Distress hissed in me, glittering there. Why was this young animal suddenly trying to be kind? Id been led into a trap before, I wouldn't be fooled so easily. My demeanor changed harshly, snapping against the inside of my skull like a rubber band. "Where are they?" I demanded, a crackle of a hiss sliding past my grinding teeth. "I won't be brought down by some hidden little ambush" paranoia ate at my words. "I wont be ripped to bits like her, im not done with my spree just yet"

I flung a spastic look towards the wood, before flashing it back to the little bird who's name I had yet to know. "I'm not as nice as Beloved. I wont try to talk to your friends, reason. Ill tear anyone in my way to shreds." I could feel that crazed spark dancing in my eyes, like a tick. It so loved making me look deranged. Oh wait... I keep forgetting. "Not as nice" the words pressed past my lips like steam being blown from closed pot. My head snapped to the side with no obvious explanation. My snout stayed in the same place while the rest of my skull jerked to the side in a spasm. It wouldn't make outward sense, but I could feel the vault slamming on memories I had refused to sniff at in a long time.

A sudden thought slapped my now once again calm face across the nose. "You can call me Cain, by the way" I had multiple names, many given by others. She didn't need to know the real one, and besides this was the nickname I had come up with by myself. Many of the loners whispered it, latching it to any unexplained death in the area. It worked just as well as any other. I would never go by the first name again, not knowing that Beloved would never utter it again. So I picked one she had never uttered, just so I would never have to listen to something else utter the word with an oily texture that did not belong. Paradox was my name now. OR to this little bird, Cain.

over and over...

[Bhu ♥ Irwin]

Wasn't your fault. You were provoked.

An odd maternal instinct set in, even when this dog did not seem to mind the sins he had commited. The canines he killed, they were asking for it, weren't they? His female, Beloved, had not needed to be killed, but they had done so anyone. This dog had justification. I knew my pack wouldn't see that, but I did. Murder, at times, should be excused.

"Damn."

[/b] My pack wouldn't excuse it. We could murder an innocent feline and be treated like royalty. Murder a human, and with enough reasoning to explain, the deed would be forgotten. But if you kill one of your own for any reason besides "they lunged at my throat", you'd be killed. Eye for an eye. At least, that was unless you were Bidziil or Carska. I could stand in the center of camp, smile at a pup, and the two higher ups had every right to kill me because of the kind gesture. Kindness was weakness. Oh, I was so weak.

The males outburst forced a hesitant step back to be taken. "What? I swear there's no one." Franticly, I wanted to prove my innocence. Why should I care? He was a murderous trespasser. Run away; he isn't to be trusted. But I stood with a careful stare. I did care that he thought me part of an ambush. I didn't care he was a murderous trespasser. I wouldn't run away. Cain. I caught his name without fully reconizing the action. "Cain, my lips have never uttered a lie. Trust me." My tone was almost pleading, eyes filled with a guarded beg. Trust me.

"I'm Ayita. It means first to dance. That's pleasant, not the name of a liar. I promise." Why should he trust my promises? It was my kind who had hurt him. I was no better than the lowest of the world.[/blockquote][/size]

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Wheres the cooling wind
Wheres the evergreen field
wheres my mother's open arms
wheres my father lionheart

I watched knowing my outburst had done something to her. Looking through still hard blue eyes I watched her step away. No. That wouldn't be allowed. My body lurched after her automatically. The last time a woman stepped away from me had been the last time Beloved faced me. No. No. No. My face shoved itself directly into hers blue eyes half crazed as I forced myself closer. Don't move. Don't leave. They wont kill you again.

No. What was I doing? Going mad? I was already mad. Drawing in a deep breath half to drag in her scent, I pulled back. Shaking my head in apology as well as a calming measure, I twisted away. Circling I came back to face her, a tail length in front of her. Cain, my lips have never uttered a lie. Trust me." My head twitched slightly, ears flicking. But you just did. That name was a lie, and for some reason her uttering it made my angry. My fake names where for the ones running back to warn their friends. I grimaced, showing one of my canines as it pressed against my lower lip.

But she was telling the truth, now that I had calmed, the water scent fading to let in the rest of the world I knew there was no one. I let my shoulders slump in yet another apology. "I don't normally torment others so" I sighed, eying her wistfully. I wondered how she got on with her pack mates. Ayita was it? I forced a small smile on my face to welcome the name. Repeating it under my breath twice, I found myself frowning once again. It wasn't like I would see this female again- Ayita- but still I made an effort. Who said I wouldn't seek her out in the cover of night, after I'd finished my work.

Blasphemy. I tilted my head, watching her closely. "Yes it is a nice name isn't it?" My teeth clipped together in a rough smile. It may have helped if they weren't stained red. Ah well. My black face tilted down, shifting again to catch her in a different view point. "I believe you..." I paused, thinking for a second, before grinning again. "little bird"

s'like the suns gone down
sleeps in the hallowed ground now
with the autumns brown leaves
with the one who never grieves

[Bhu ♥ Irwin]

OOC//: Ya'know, I kind of like that as an ending Them ending in trust. And the playful "little bird", lol. You mind that being the end of this thread?

[I L Y I C H]

ooc:// allright, sounds good to me. Pari can go saunter of and kills some more before they meet again <3