Playtime {C/Allie w/North)

[Zantalia]

 


The deer writhed beneath him and Raziel snarled and made snaps at the thing's neck, eyes, nose, legs, and throat.  The tall grasses were just beginning to come back after their long winter slumbers.  The deer screamed and flailed and Raziel  felt the adrenaline scream through his veins and he parted his jaws letting an exultant howl fly into the clear spring sky.  This was just as good as getting the pain from another wolf, the deer's hooves were sharp and left more scars over the beast's frame.  When his adrenaline had ceased, Raziel plunged his fangs into the deer's throat and felt the spray of the blood twist down his throat.  The adrenaline was trying to come back, but Raz needed to save that for later.  

As the last strangled cry flew from the deer's mouth and its last convulsions coursed through its body, Raziel reluctantly dropped the thing's head and neck back to the ground and sat as his own last shudders danced down his spine.  With his breaths coming fast Raziel laughed as he looked upon the tan lump in the grass.  Now, where was that other little thing he had seen earlier? He got to his paws and abandoned the deer as he hunted down the speckled little one that was hiding in the sparse grasses earlier.  Innocent blood was always better than non-innocent ones.  It didn't take the three quarter Gray Wolf and one quarter German Shepherd long to find it, huddled away in a patch of grass beneath a tree.  

An evil smile curled his lips as Raz pounced on the tiny helpless...thing and broke its neck.  Dragging the tiny body to the larger one he laughed as he threw the tiny one against the big one.  "Oh how terrible I am."  He laughed as he tore into the flesh of the dead deer.  They would both hold him over for a while.  He tore the tiny one into shreds first and bolted it down.  Then, when the tiny one was gone, he leapt onto the body of the big one and tore into it.  They were delicious, the adrenaline tried to leap forth again and Raz wrestled it back and went back to his meal.  Then a sound caught his ears and Raz's head shot up and his dripping fangs were bared as he snarled, "Come out and play!  I could use some more fun!"  His lyrics were low and dangerous while still sexy and working to draw the other out.  


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[Allie ♥]

She stood quietly, her eyes wide, but not with fear or surprise. Instead her eyes were wide with interest at the scene unfolding before her. He was mass, solid force to be reckoned with and first he'd gone for the mother. After a brief struggle she was down, blood coursing down the wolf's chin and spreading it's fingers through his neck's fur. She could smell the rusty blood from where she stood and, while that wasn't saying much, she still couldn't quite wrap her head around what was happening. Before she could make sense of what had just happened, the male spun on his heels and ran, causing a flash of adrenaline to course through North's limbs as she tucked herself away behind the bush, her heart pounding though it had only been a moment.

This was such an wretched display of weakness North almost couldn't allow herself to remain where she was, but within the next few minutes she managed to slow her breathing enough to at least appear cool and collected. Her muscles slowly loosened as the male returned, a heavier step on his path. He must have been carrying something. North allowed herself to get to her feet, inhaling and exhaling before she finally stepped out of the bush, creating a rustle sound that sent the male to the edge. It was kind of funny: North had always considered herself to be the untamed one, but this wolf put a whole new perspective to that word for the mutt.

She took a few steps closer, swinging her tail lazily and digging her claws into the soil once more briefly. Her eyes passed over the deer behind the male, then they settled once more on the ravage wolf, "Quite the brutal scene if I do say so myself. Say, have you heard of the Monarchy? It might be worth it to meet our Alpha. He's a beast himself." North surveyed the male lazily, careful not to pay close attention to any one thing. She didn't know this wolf, therefor she didn't know what would set him off. "I hope you don't mind me asking you to slow down there. I would like the chance to get to know you better. My name is North, the Archdutchess of the Monarchy. The only one that stands above me is currently the Sire himself." she said, her snout tilting up slightly with much more pride than she had before. North had to admit, she never felt like much of an actor, but currently she was putting on quite the performance.

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[Zantalia]

A black and tan, long haired bi**h had caused the rustle that had sent Raziel into a spin.  He crouched low over his deer and snarled toward the dog.  His ears rotated forward briefly before lying close to the top of his skull.  She was speaking to him, but Raz was not about to give up his kill to anyone.  Quite the brutal scene if I do say so myself.  Say, have you heard of the Monarchy?  It might be worth it to meet our Alpha.  He's a beast himself.  Then, Raziel noticed that the bi**h surveyed him lazily.  A fresh round of snarls slipped free of his jaws as his pale golden eyes locked on the female and he came up out of his crouch, his head and tail high, he was a born leader and he didn't care what others thought of it.  His flattened ears picked up more lyrics and he snarled deep in his throat.  

I hope you don't mind me asking you to slow down there.  I would like the chance to get to know you better.  My name is North, Archduchess of the Monarchy.  The only one that stands above me is currently the Sire himself.  Raz's snarls faded briefly, but he did not lower his head or tail, and his fur was still bristled as he growled out a response to her, "Yeah I've heard of it.  I ain't ready to meet any PACK alphas just yet."  He spat at her and then he remembered her other phrases and he bared his fangs again as he growled another answer to her, "I don't know what slow is North.  And if you expect me to bow my head to you, you're makin' a big mistake, I bow to none but myself just now.  I'm tagged Raziel."  He said and then tore a hunk of meat from the deer's shoulder and bolted it down, his pale golden eyes never straying from the female.  He was observing her as he was fairly certain she was doing the same of him.  

His lips lifted off his fangs again as he tore another hunk of meat from the deer's stomach and bolted it.  She was a mutt, no doubts about it, she had the tints of a herding dog, black and tan.  She also had the slight hints of some other dog, something that was somewhat of a curly beast.  His own mix was harder to see but if one looked close enough, they'd see the tell tale saddle of his German Shepherd heritage, despite it being hidden beneath the mottling of his wolf heritage.  He tore off another hunk of meat and bolted it, then he tore of one more, turned his head away from the bi**h, then swung his head back sending the meat flying to her feet.  He could manage to spare some of his kill.  "Tell me more of this...Monarchy."  Raziel growled to her and fastened his eyes on her frame.  



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[Allie ♥]

"Yeah I've heard of it. I ain't ready to meet any PACK alphas just yet." the male spoke harshly, his words spitting venom at North. He paused before speaking once more, "I don't know what slow is North. And if you expect me to bow my head to you, you're makin' a big mistake, I bow to none but myself just now. I'm tagged Raziel."

If North had had eyebrows, she was sure they would be raised at just how brutal this male was. Especially since, the closer she observed him, the more he displayed domestic dog traits. "Well who forgot to teach him manners?" the female spat in her head, eyeing the wolf. She wasn't sure how anyone could ever possibly turn out that way, but then again maybe she was. The only thing that could create such a beast would be a deprivation of love or, possibly, a betrayal. She wouldn't put it past this Raziel. He seemed like the kind of wolf who would have an issue with being double crossed. Before North spoke to him once more, she raised her own tail higher so he could see she had no intention of being dominated herself. "Well now, see that's where you're wrong Raziel. I never expected you to bow to me. A free dog deserves a free greeting. No bowing or submission required, love." spoke said, stressing the pet-name lightly. She was going to domesticate this beast anyway she could, even if he didn't like it. That was just her style: when she was afraid she made it worse for herself rather than shying from the danger she should probably be shying from.

North's eyes ran over the animal freely, letting no detail go untouched. His fur was wild and unkempt like that of a wolf, the greys and browns and blacks in a wild frenzy to dominate each other, though they all failed in the conquering of his pelt. However, along his back was a marking North had never seen on a wolf before. Though it was still very wolfish, the black ran wild there, only a few greys and browns escaping the strong hold: implying he had, what she had heard it called, a "saddle". No, this wolf was no wolf at all. He was a golden eyed, hybrid beast. Without any warning, Raziel tore a piece of his doe off for North and thrust it in her direction. Maybe she was looking skinny: North couldn't remember the last time she had a meal she had actually caught herself and enjoyed without being interrupted by some sort of presence. She eyed the meat cautiously, then returned her eyes to the half-breed as he spoke his final words, this time no malice or ill-intentions present within them, "Tell me more of this...Monarchy."

The female felt her own body's tension lessen as she lowered her head to the ground, eating the little meat he had given her, though she gave no thanks to him for it. After all, he hadn't killed it to eat it, he had killed it to feel the pleasant feeling of crushing a life between his jaws. Many dogs had an attraction to that sort of thing because it gave them power. North often found herself overjoyed with the opportunity to kill an animal, but these days she just found it to be more bothersome than anything else. After all she had much more important things to do. Finishing swallowing the meat, North's pink tongue quickly cleaned the scraps left on her lips before she raised her snout once more and returned the gaze of Raziel with her own steady gaze.

"The Monarchy was previously known as the Cruel Pack before Acribus, or Sire as I respectfully call him, stepped in to claim the leadership of the pack. I wouldn't have called it a pack with what few canines made it up, but eventually that pack fell apart and a new concept was born: The Monarchy. It's a place for canines of like mind to co-exhist. While most other packs will frown upon bad behavior, we thrive in it. Granted, fights aren't exactly encouraged, but that's not too hard to forgive if you know how to get along with like-minded creatures. And, perhaps if someone were to simply go missing in the night..." North trailed off, giving Raziel a sideways glance to be interpreted as he wished. "Well, I can't say we would look too hard for them."

North allowed her claws to dig in the dirt once more beneath her paws, studying Raziel's face. She wished she could understand what others thought, but that just wasn't a natural thing for anyone to be able to do. "Naturally, I think you would be a fine specimen to join our ranks. We only need a few more canines to follow Sire so we can successfully claim and maintain our own pack land."

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[Zantalia]

Raziel switched his ears back and then forth and then, he turned his attentions back to his kill and continued to feast as his half-flattened ears picked up North's lyrics, Well now, see that's where you're wrong Raziel.  I never expected you to bow to me.  A free dog deserves a free greeting.  No bowing or submission required, love.  He peered at her as she put emphasis on that last word and Raz lifted his lips off his jaws and a half snarl slipped free momentarily as he gazed upon her.  As he let his tension and shock slip free, he saw that she let hers go as well.  She'd taken the hunk he'd tossed her way and eaten it.  A half smile crept to his lips momentarily as he watched her before the smile faded once again.  

His ears switched forth as Raz lifted his pale molten amber gaze to look at North again as she spoke once more, The Monarchy was previously known as the Cruel Pack before Acribus, or Sire as I respectfully call him, stepped in to claim the leadership of the pack. I wouldn't have called it a pack with what few canines made it up, but eventually that pack fell apart and a new concept was born: The Monarchy. It's a place for canines of like mind to co-exhist. While most other packs will frown upon bad behavior, we thrive in it. Granted, fights aren't exactly encouraged, but that's not too hard to forgive if you know how to get along with like-minded creatures. And, perhaps if someone were to simply go missing in the night... Raz's interest leapt up as he tipped his ears forth at that mention and then her lyrics came again 

Well, I can't say we would look too hard for them.  This Monarchy sounded like his kind of forte.  He paused in his devouring of his kill and fastened his gaze on the female, Naturally, I think you would be a fine specimen to join our ranks. We only need a few more canines to follow Sire so we can successfully claim and maintain our own pack land.  Raziel finally sprang off his kill and stood before the female.  "Well, that sounds just like the kind of place I would fit into.  I hope the...Sire doesn't expect me to bow to him either, 'cause that's just not the way I am.  You only need a few more followers you say?  Well, I'll fill one of those empty spots for your Sire."  Raz told her as he turned away and buried his muzzle deep in the doe's underbelly, while keeping an eye on North over his shoulder. 
  

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[Allie ♥]

North's gaze lingered on Raziel for just a moment as she watched him ponder her words. He seemed like an intelligent enough brute and this made North have confidence that he would make the right decision and choose to join her. Finally, North could hear the male speak, "Well, that sounds just like the kind of place I would fit into. I hope the...Sire doesn't expect me to bow to him either, 'cause that's just not the way I am. You only need a few more followers you say? Well, I'll fill one of those empty spots for your Sire."

A smile crept onto her lips as the realization of what he had said hit her. He was, indeed, a smart fellow. Definitely not all brawn like some wolves were. "Ah, I knew you were intelligent the moment I saw you, Raziel. I would be very pleased to introduce you to the Alpha, however the final decision for your acceptance and ranking will be up to him. I hope you understand that and are willing to look past that unfortunate casualty." she spoke, her claws digging lightly into the soil. North's gaze was momentarily drawn to deer's neck as blood seeped from the puncture wounds from Raz's canines. It mesmerized North the way every time someone hunting they had the power of another's life in their grips. She wasn't sure many canines realized that when they made the decision to take a life.

The mutt turned her attention away from the pooling blood back to the mutt who sat in front of her. "Enough about the Monarchy, though. That will be dealt with soon enough. What brings you here, Raziel? Just looking to make a kill?" she spoke, moving closer to Raziel and bringing herself down to his level as she lowered her body to the ground. Shifting her body into a more comfortable position, she waited for the male to respond, whether he told the truth or not.

WORDS 330 TAGS Kat w/Raziel OOC It's so crappy. Sorry : /

[Zantalia]

Raz caught movement as he glanced over his shoulder at the female.  He watched her claws dig into the soil and then watched as her gaze was momentarily claimed by the pooling blood.  He smirked a little as he heard her lyrics, Ah, I knew you were intelligent the moment I saw you, Raziel. I would be very pleased to introduce you to the Alpha, however the final decision for your acceptance and ranking will be up to him. I hope you understand that and are willing to look past that unfortunate casualty.  Raz lifted his head and looked back toward her with a snort and a nod.  This pack was sounding better and better.  He watched as North moved toward him then.  

With his blood stained muzzle lifted he smiled toward North as she lowered herself to the ground, she was four inches shorter than he was, and she weighed about the same, or so it seemed to Raz.  Then his ears switched back toward her as she spoke again, Enough about the Monarchy, though. That will be dealt with soon enough. What brings you here, Raziel? Just looking to make a kill?  Raz laughed then as he tossed his head toward the doe as he responded.  "Indeed it will.  This just happened to stray into my path of exploration.  And my crazy sadomasochistic mind decided that getting struck by flailing deer hooves and chasing something down and injuring it before killing it was just as good as being beaten and abused by another canine, it just makes my adrenaline run rampant through my veins."  He told her as he turned back to the kill and started to eat again as he awaited a response from the pretty female that sat behind him.  

The kill was getting cold, good thing the doe had been somewhat skinny.  But hey, even if he didn't finish the kill, there were other creatures here that would gladly take his leftovers.  Heck, a pair of them was circling overhead just waiting.  Raz's pale amber eyes shot up at the vultures and then he returned to the kill and the she-dog.  And under cover of darkness, a grizzly or two would probably come back out and polish it off.  He chuckled as he glanced at the she-dog and then returned to the doe.  He wanted to get as much out of her as he could before she was completely cold stiff.  If North wanted any all she had to do was step up and take what she wanted.  Raz relaxed a little and his pale amber eyes flashed momentarily as he peered at the she-dog, his ears tipped her way.  


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[Allie ♥]

There was a fine line between impressing someone and over doing it, but North was having issues sorting out where this male stood on that line. He seemed wild and untamed like she would expect a lone wolf to be, yet he still agreed to join The Monarchy. The mutt shrugged off the thought. If Acribus thought he was unfit, so be it. They would deny him acceptance. But that didn't mean he wouldn't fit into the pack's description perfectly because, quite honestly, he did. "Indeed it will. This just happened to stray into my path of exploration. And my crazy sadomasochistic mind decided that getting struck by flailing deer hooves and chasing something down and injuring it before killing it was just as good as being beaten and abused by another canine, it just makes my adrenaline run rampant through my veins." he spoke, making North's face contort with twisted amusement. Well wasn't he honest.

She dug her claws deep into the earth again, turning over the soil as she thought of how to respond to that. She wasn't sure she could understand the pleasure he got from pain, but that didn't mean she couldn't try. Well actually, it did. Pain was by no means pleasurable for North. It was sharp and unpleasant and it had the power to completely immobilize an individual. "Well, honesty is certainly appreciated and you seem to have that down." she said, her ears flicking. He was a strange wolf, yet he drew out the young curiosity in her. Why would he make the choices he's made? What makes him so vicious? She knew she'd have to wait for the answers until she knew him better, but that didn't mean she couldn't have at least one answer now. "Tell me, how does one find pain pleasurable exactly?"

[Zantalia]

As Raz peered at North he saw her face contort with something akin to amusement at his last phrase.  He smirked just a little.  as his ears switched toward the she-dog as she spoke, Well, honesty is certainly appreciated and you seem to have that down.  A prideful smile claimed his jaws momentarily as he flashed the grin toward North and then as he rolled his shoulders his ears picked up more lyrics from her, Tell me, how does one find pain pleasurable exactly?  Huh, that was something he wasn't quite expecting to hear.  He'd do his best to explain it though.  

Rolling his shoulders again, Raziel sat and looked at North.  "It's kind of hard to explain really North.  But I will try my best."  Raz paused as he dug through his brain for some kind of answer.  "I really blame myself for it.  When I was young, my father,"  Raz bit the word off with a snarl of disgust and contempt, "...decided to take it upon himself to teach me how to be an Alpha or Beta wolf, when I told him I didn't want to be that...his attacks on me grew worse, then, one night, he snuck up on me...raped me, it was the last straw, shortly after that, I attacked and killed my old pack, well, save for my eldest brother and youngest sister, I saved the Alpha for last, I made sure he died slow and painfully..." Raz paused, feeling the adrenaline rising again as he talked about it.  

He licked his lips and his pale golden amber eyes flared as he looked at North and continued, "...the rape from that brute and murdering him after drew so much pleasure from my frame...that I mated another wolf and she fought me, the pleasure was excruciatingly wonderful, that I just continued to derive pleasure from giving and receiving pain.  It's a messed up piece of my brain this pleasure from pain thing."  Raz said as his, pale golden amber gaze flashed again as he peered at North.  He was pretty sure that if he did it to her or let her beat on him...that it would get rid of the adrenaline even now racing through his frame.  "Tell me North...do you like pain?"  Raz said, his voice low and husky as he made a faint toward her with a lick of his lips.  He could stand here for a long time...as long as North didn't rise to the bait...or run...but what would happen?  




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[Allie ♥]

Focusing her mind, the female went over Raziel's words carefully, "It's kind of hard to explain really North. But I will try my best. I really blame myself for it. When I was young, my father," Raziel's words turned bitter when he spat the word "father" and the tension grew in his body. He almost looked like a rattle snake just before attacking: poison on his fangs and in his eyes, fearless toward his opponent with his body completely stifled from tension. Within another second, however, his gaze softened a little. It was still laced with poison and hard feelings toward whatever he was talking about, but he seemed to be back on earth with North once more. His head was clear and his feet planted firmly on the ground. He turned back to speaking quickly, "...decided to take it upon himself to teach me how to be an Alpha or Beta wolf, when I told him I didn't want to be that...his attacks on me grew worse, then, one night, he snuck up on me...raped me, it was the last straw, shortly after that, I attacked and killed my old pack, well, save for my eldest brother and youngest sister, I saved the Alpha for last, I made sure he died slow and painfully..."

North's eyes grew curious, but not because of this male's interesting history. Everyone had a story and she was not one to judge. The thing she didn't quite understand, though, was why he seemed to be telling her his life story. It wasn't like she was worthy because, quite honestly, she would probably turn it around and tell someone else later on. She chose to keep this to herself, however, and allowed the wolf to continue on with his story. "...the rape from that brute and murdering him after drew so much pleasure from my frame...that I mated another wolf and she fought me, the pleasure was excruciatingly wonderful, that I just continued to derive pleasure from giving and receiving pain. It's a messed up piece of my brain this pleasure from pain thing." he spoke, his words hitting North a little harder than they probably should have. He had raped someone and here she was alone with him; no on to come to her rescue. Her heart sped up, adrenaline coursing through her body and tearing up her veins. She took in a slightly shaky breath, but it wasn't a breath out of fear. No, it was a breath of anticipation. She glanced at Raziel, reading his body as carefully as she could. What was he thinking telling her this? Didn't he know it could make her run?

"Of course," she thought, "he wants me to choose the way he conquers me. I can either run and he can enjoy the struggle or I myself can take control." North was pretty sure there was a word for what Raziel seemed to be requiring from her, but she didn't know it due to the fact that it had been a human word. She only knew that when she was young, the one time she heard it the humans got highly offended and changed the channel on the black box. And that was the end of that story. Raziel spoke again, his eyes filled with a fire that could only be quenched with one thing, "Tell me North...do you like pain?" It was suggestive on it's own, even without Raziel's accompanying lick of his lips. She had to choose, to make a decision before he did something himself. He craved her.....sexually? She wasn't sure if it was the male in him or if it was his need for adrenaline. Either one would probably do.

Pushing herself so she no longer sat, the female raised her nose. It did nothing to decrease the height advantage between her and Raziel, but it made her feel better at least. "Tell me Raziel, are you making me pick my poison." she said, tiling her head at him, a flirty smile on her lips. If he wanted her, she wouldn't make it easy for him if he even got to her in the first place. North straightened her posture, twirling her tail restlessly as circled the male slowly, eyeing him. While she wasn't sure what was going through his head, she knew exactly what was going through her head. It was time for some action.

She drew near him, once she was standing directly in front of him, and didn't allow any space between them. She stop just short of touching him, running her nose up the center of his chest all the way to under his chin: an easy movement since she was just small enough to fit perfectly below him. She allowed her nose to move up to his ear as she whispered to him, keeping her words precise, "I think I could learn to like it." And just like that, she allowed the moment to end and stepped away from him, but not without a little love bite on his neck. Now the ball was in his court.

[Zantalia]

Raz was all but shaking as the adrenaline sped up as he watched the female.  He watched her eyes grow curious and as he fell silent, his eyes still on North, he heard and saw her take in a breath...a shaky one.  He opened his jaws in a fresh round of anticipation and licked his lips again as he watched North, waiting, all but barreling at her to start the process.  She rose to her paws and faced him, Raz's eyes flared and he lifted his own nose as he peered at North, his ears tipped forward as North's voice flooded them.  Tell me Raziel, are you making me pick my poison.  Raz snapped his jaws together with a low snarl as he nodded his head at North.  

He hadn't missed the soft tilt of her head or flirty smile as it had flitted across her muzzle after she'd spoken, then his body stiffened a little as she moved toward him, he could barely keep himself from biting into her as she passed by him, her tail shifting lazily as she circled, Raz growled low in his throat and looked toward North, his eyes following her every movement as she paced around him, and then he felt a low rumbling growl rise up as she stopped in front of him, just inches from touching him, he felt every single warm breath that slipped free of her and he felt a shudder ripple down his body as he threw his head upward.  

As he was about to lower his head again, he felt her nose trail up the center of his chest, felt it press lightly into the space beneath his chin and then he felt her trail it up toward his ear.  The soft touch made his frame dance again as each muscle twitched at the touch, then he felt her hot breath in his ear as she whispered, I think I could learn to like it.  Raziel shuddered as she finished speaking and then felt a low snarl slip free as she landed a soft love bite on his neck as she passed.  His turn.  He lifted his head and paced toward North, his tail raised, and a smirk on his muzzle as he drew close to the female, the she-dog that fit just perfectly under him.  With another smirk, he stepped up close to her and lowered his muzzle to her ear and spoke, his voice rough and low.  

"I was asking you to North, you got it.  And that's good, I was beginning to wonder if I was the only one like me."  He said as he nipped gently at her ear and then he stepped away from her and went to circling, as he passed her shoulder he nipped at her, not aiming to land his jaws...not yet.  He did the same at her flank and at the point of her hip on her back.  Then he cirled past her rump and snapped at her tail, then he sauntered up on her right side and aimed a pointed, gentle bite right at the soft spot between her foreleg and rib cage, this bite he wanted to land, he wanted to taste her blood...smell it...he wanted to hurt her and be hurt by her, it was a crazy thing, but it was one that the wolfdog fancied, and fancied very much.  After the bite at the soft spot he put his nose to her neck and made to lick her cheek briefly as he felt the adrenaline speed up again, he wasn't ready to sate it just yet, he wanted to play some more first.  




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