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Luna woke latter than she normally did. She smelled nothing strange and heard nothing at all. Silence. She tilted her head, this was odd. She padded out into open and padded onward into the forest aways. Her nose picked up a few scents now and she could hear the birds chirping. the grass was still wet with morning dew and the trees pressed in on her. Luna sat down in the green grass and listened. She liked the calm feeling that she got when she sat and just listened to everything, much different than sniffing the air after rain but that still calmed her a little.
After a while the she-wolf got to her paws and padded to a clean puddle witch she sniffed before drinking from. She lapped up the water then followed a scent she did not know. Luna knew it was a bad idea but she had always been the curious and inquisitive one of her litter. She kept padding forward until she got to a small dip in the ground. Sniffed the dip and padded backwards, the scents name was coming back to her, porcupine. She dashed away, many wolves she had known as a pup had died because they had been quilled by a porcupine.
Luna got back to her den and sat outside it, breathing hard and panting. Her blue eyes wide and nose alert. She wondered why she had run when it was just a smell, then again it could have come back...She shook her head softly before licking her paws witch were brown with mud. She moved to the other side of the entrance to her den where there was a patch of sun light and just rested her eyes.

[abandoned.]

((I'll be posting Legacy and Ransom soon...assuming the female and male Avarice scented was them? XD))

((sorry can’t make pretty posts right now >.< Gotta do the coding and everything))

Legacy walked beside her brother, Ransom. It was their routine to go take a walk through the forest together at least once a week, so they could talk to each other. These conversations were usually brief though. They consisted of how were things going for each other, how the pack was doing. You know, the polite conversation, before it delved into deeper, more personal matters. Normally, the conversation would end with Ransom giving his sister some lecture about being too trusting and kind, and then she’d pounce on him, complaining that he was too protective for his own good. He’d only laugh and then it would continue from there, into a play fight, then a game of tag. Yes, the alpha still enjoyed playing, especially with his sister, considering she was a lot like a pup.

That was what the two were doing now. Legacy had just pinned her brother down to the ground, exclaiming, “Stop giving me lectures! It makes you sound like a grouchy , old brute.” As Ransom began to roll over, Legacy jumped away, running off, darting in and out from the trees, laughing. After a while, she stopped, looking over her shoulder, frowning when she saw Ransom had stopped several feet behind her. She padded back and as she reached him, he seemed to be tense, his ears pricked up, alert. A low growl erupted from the back of his throat, and Legacy looked at him, nudging the brute. “Ransom, what is it?” she asked , though she didn’t get any reply.

[Xelinator]

Invidia will bump into Avarice, Legacy and that little group. x3

|::| Їиvїdїa Ё$т Aиїмa Tцa |::|

"My friend, there is no Evil or Good, just great power, and those too weak to seek it."

☪ ☪ ☪

Invidia stretched slowly, allowing her body to calm itself, and relieve the cramps and pains she achieved in her seven-hour-long nap. Her thin stomach grumbled longingly, and Invidia didn't need telling twice. Only after minor blinks of her savage golden eyes, she turned snd sprinted into the distance. Her nose twitched, assuming position of searching for even the smallest trace of fresh meat, her golden eyes flickering like headlights - so alert, so ready... Stop now, she heard her head whisper to her. Stop stop stop! She skidded to a halt, bemused. Blistering fury ached through her as the deep hunger in her stomach spread over her body, quicker, quicker... Listen. Look. Taste. Smell. the tiny voice in her head was mumbling. Look into the distance! Listen for movement! Taste the air for a trace of living blood! Smell them! Smell the longing scent of meat! screamed the voice in her head. At this, Invidia stopped. Was use was there ignoring this bitter voice in her head? The pain in her stomach rumbled on, getting worse and worse... Wait... A rustle in the bushes up again... Pounding paws... The taste of a creature... The scent of a creature... So large. So powerful. So... a wolf! More than one wolf... Two... maybe even three, if her nose didn't decieve her.

Withoute a second to spare, she broke her neat trotting rotine and skidded into the bushes. The long-leaved shrubs licked at her sides as she skidded past them. Her legs broke the pace slightly as she flung herself forward, gripping the tree with deeply razor claws. Doing her best to tug herself up the fairly small Pine, she endly collapsed flat against a branch. Her small body kept her almost flat against the rough wood. Invidia took only moments to notice three young Life Traitors, which was her name for the brainless wolves who lived a life different from a Sin. Two wolves stood bellow the tree, staring into the trees up aheard, where Invidia could just glimpse a tense-looking honey brown wolf, with a set of rare, sharp teeth... Maybe not the sharpest, but clearly not blunt. She glanced down at the two wolves that remained bellow her. One had noticed the wolf in the distance, but the other hadn't... and it was talking to him. Invidia's eyes trailed from the two wolves bellow her to a destination just bellow the branch. Should she? She held her breath. Why ruin the chance? Don't do it. Commit fear. the voice in her heard whispered. What did this mean? 'Commit Fear'? Her tail lashed side to side, then it came apon her. She stood, legs fairly apart, and let out a loud, echoing dark howl, loud enough to wake the dead.

[avarice.]

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Avαrіςε

Progressively making his way towards the two scents that were lingering in the air, Avarice kept a steady pace not in any rush what so ever. It actually didn't bother him to be doing such a daring move which most wolves would dream of doing. With every step the brute took, the grass seemed to part from one another as if they could sense the sin in him. The sun's rays refused to shine on his vibrate sable pelt, almost as like it were aiding him in his mission, keeping his presence hidden. The birds that once were on the ground of the dead field toke refuge in the trees, as they watched down on Avarice. His grin never left his muzzle and almost looked as if it were permanent.

Finally coming towards his destination, the sight of a dark pelted brute and white fae caught his attention. Both were just standing there, the brute looking directly into the tree line in his direction. The white pelted fae didn't even seem to notice his presence. Avarice's body tensed up as he walked closer and closer to them. The dead grass grabbing at his paws with every step he made, like they were trying to stop him from going any further. Just as his ambitious mind started to work, controlling his movements, the sudden sound of a loud echoing howl entered his ears. This wasn't from the brute nor fae but another wolf. One that he couldn't see. His gold hued eyes scanned the area in front of him looking for anything. A glimpse of a body, or maybe a discoloration in the forest ahead.

This wasn't at all expected. His was outnumbered if that third wolf was part of the traveling pair. It didn't matter to Avarice, he was just getting more anxious. A challenge had presented itself to him and there was no way that it would go unnoticed or tampered with. "So, I'll have three wolves to worry about. Even more fun." The brute said low to himself.

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T he warmth of the morning sun beamed down from the soft blue sky. As the rays swept across the forest ground, they caught the image of something white and blond running along the trees, weaving through each pine that got in its way. Hard panting filled the surround air as a fairly small wolf chased a rabbit. Emerald green eyes fixated on the small furry creature, Verity kept her pace not wanting to loss such an easy catch. The small fae was very determined to keep going even though her body was telling her to stop. She wasn't too much of a runner and this chase had gone on much too long for her body to take. The sudden feel of slowing down, Verity dropped her focus and came to a steady halt in her pursuit.

The little rabbit hopped along till it disappeared in the distant trees ahead. Breathing hard, Verity laid down on her side letting her tongue loll out her mouth as she caught her breathe. She hated to loss something so easy to her body’s lack of endurance. Digging her claws into the dirt, the fae let out a deep sigh before looking around her. She had ventured pretty far in the territory. Once her energy had come back to her, Verity got to her paws and headed off back towards the pack grounds and her den.

Verity wasn’t the type of wolf to be extremely social and talk to everyone. She hated the communication part of living in a pack as she knew that something would go wrong. The thought of her den seemed like a nice escape from the others and she was surely not going to pass up the opportunity. Her small delicate paws caressed the ground with every step she took. Her nose twitched with every small scent that passed her until one very interesting made her stop. The scent of wolves filled the air. Not one or two but more. Curiosity bubbled in her very core as she wondered what was going on. Lifting a paw, the fae leaned her body forward but stopped as her mind told her not to go.

The urge was much to strong to resist and without anymore thought, she headed off in a trot. Sniffing the air keeping track of the scents, Verity didn’t miss the main objective she was after. After a good while of searching and following, the sound of a howl entered her ears as it echoed through the surrounding area. It sounded nothing like that of the other members in the pack. A lone wolf? Just as she had stopped Verity soon continued till the glimpse of two figures appeared. One her alpha and the other a white fae, she thought could have been Legacy. Verity didn’t take any chances and just laid low, keeping her distance from the two of them. If there was a lone wolf around, she didn’t want to be caught in the middle of such a thing.

[abandoned.]

Ransom & Legacy

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Ransom

let out another growl as another scent approached them. His ears pinned back against his head, his teeth bared, showing his sharp fangs. He was crouched in the position that said he would attack if he felt it was necessary. The brute didn't seem to hear his sister or even feel her nudging him. All he knew was that the wolves approaching were not from his pack and didn't belong. He took a step forward, in the direction Avarice was, when a howl pierced through the tension in the air, lifting the hairs along his body in warning. His eyes scanned the forest in front of him, before he finally looked to Legacy. "Go back," he commanded, nudging her in the direction of where they had came from. "Tell Luna that there's strangers here," he said, speaking lowly so only his sister heard him. Another scent hit him, one from his pack. Verity. "Take Verity with you, just in case," he said, flicking his golden eyes towards the area where he assumed Verity was. Ransom was figuring that one of the stranger wolves would follow his sister and he thought it would be best to be safe than sorry.

Legacy

shook her head when her brother slipped into alpha mode and commanded her to go back to camp. She opened her mouth to begin to protest, to say that she wasn't about to leave him by himself. She'd only just recently caught the scent of the two wolves that were obviously not part of the pack. Her ears were at half-mast and she let out a quite whine when her brother just stared at her, authority in his eyes. Listening to the rest of his commands, she followed his gaze, before she barely nodded and began to head off, padding quickly, towards the area Verity was, following the fae's scent until it became stronger.

[H o w l i n g]

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Ketamine
"The tigers of wrath are wiser than the horses of instruction."

Ketamine's weight crushed the defenseless shrubs on the forest floor, making sound just about everywhere he went. The sin didn't care about who he alerted to his presence, as he was in a particularly bad mood, the steam of his anger and irritation practically radiating out of his mind and burrowing into any living thing it came across. The peaceful rodents in the trees above, along with the joyful aves, broke out into a panicked frenzy. Squirrels dropped their daily snack, nuts and other rubbish, to only quarrel about themselves. The birds calls instantly filled with a burning malice that echoed through the forest, for miles their battle cries could be heard.

And even as Ketamine enjoyed every last bit of it, it didn't abolish his mood. If anything, it only infuriated him more. The male canine continued on his path though, listening to the racket above, in the canopy of the vast evergreens and conifers. He hated this world that The Master has released him into. The only good thing about this place was that the organisms were so.. easy to manipulate. Their minds could be twisted to believe whatever sinuous lies he threw at them, only to cause pain and suffering about their meekly packs.

Suddenly though, Ketamine halted. The odor of a pack could stop him in an instant, as it did just now. The scents of wolves unknown to him brought the brute a psychopathic happiness, but a few of the scents that reached his snout.. he knew those of which they belonged. Fellow sins, the center of his current annoyance. Along with he, six others had been released. Master wanted them to torment the civilized lupines here, as they had denied his Gift. No one every denied Master's gift, but they had. Not that the Sin felt sorry for them, god no. He just wished that he had been allowed to unleash his full ire on them. Keta wished that Master would of let him deceive the creatures called wolves, allowed him to turn them against themselves on such a dire mass that they would of wiped each other out. Killed their own families, their own packs.

But what master said was law, and Ketamine loathed him for it. He had more important things to worry about, like the scents of those retched creatures. Two specific ones were near or heading toward him. Both female, from what he could tell. A sly grin plastered itself onto the brutes maw. What fun he might have for once, turning these two against whatever pack they might be from. As Ketamine saw it, it was all a game.. A game he almost always won.

[kreate]

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Abira cowered. she wasn't the strongest wolf, but she was strong enough. launching herself into the air, she landed on the ground, bolting after the Male. She didn't like to be alone, but she would be alone if she had to. Her pelt ripple like the moonlit lake she was born at, and let her claws make deep scars into the earth. It showed her paws, and they were stained with mud. Her ears were pricked forward, and her nose was smelling the male's scent. Her eyes were poor. she couldn't see far, and his howl echoed the sky. She scented a wolf. this time, it was not a Sin. she snarled, and watched him from a nearby bush.

[Benathorn]

"I am the origin of all that is evil in this world but it is you who invites me into your soul
and only you are to blame for your partake of the seven sins." ~ Pride

Hubris

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Hubris moved at a steady pace as the forests sounds buffeted his senses. Too much was transpiring at one time for his liking and came to a sudden stop. His ears pricked back, he could hear that Abria was following as the fea was too fearful to be on her own, he did not care if she followed and looked ahead. The scents of other wolves were nearby but he wanted nothing to do with them, not yet. Turning his large head towards the west that called him he ignored the sounds of the canines nearby and followed a different calling. To waste time on manipulating small prey was such a time consuming process for him, no, he knew where to strike and to truly punish these creature. Death was a fleeting thing but to make one suffer upon their death was something he always loved to watch. Padding onward ,through the fleeting shadows that hid from the suns rays, he was drawn away from the silly sounds of playful wolves. If the other sins were doing what they were meant to do then so be it. His duty spread far deeper then implying a simple manipulation on the mortal creatures. Ever silent, ever alone, he walked on through the pale trees as small shafts of light would illuminate the lone form beneath the trees looming presence.

"If we do not learn to forgive ourselves and accept our sins as apart of who we are
then our very being will be swallowed by the sins we commit." ~ Eden

Eden

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Eden could hear the others as they awoke from their slumber and the morning rays that spread through the woods made her fur warm to the touch. Her fears that had been so fleeting were still ever present in the fea's mind and she turned to pad through the woods alone. Usually she would patrol the territory for any signs of danger and today was no different as danger was very likely to come on this day. Nothing made much of a sound as the rustle of leaves brushing against one another sounded overhead. She looked up for a few moments while flaring her nose and swiveling her ears to catch any sounds that may be present. Her thoughts still swirled within her ever churning mind and the tales of the seven sins were still very present withing their lore. The crows do not lie and to see them so fearful before made her pause in concern, despite this she edged forward through the silent forest. One paw step placed in front of the other delicately but with purpose and determination. She did not fear being alone but would never reject the company of another pack mate by her side. Looking on steadily ahead she moved slowly but with senses pricked for the slightest movement if need be.

[Vespur]

-Joining with a female Tom boy wolf-

[avarice.]

Avαrіςε
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"Love is blind, and Greed insatiable."
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Anxiety boiled over deep in the core of the brute. Avarice’s every muscle twitched ready for an attack. This was part of his calling, his sin, to have desire in increasing his status throughout this boring little forest. The creatures around here were so weak. They relied on others to help in their fights and protection. What a pitiful sight. No wonder the master wanted him and the other 6 sins to cause havoc.

Golden eyes watching every movement the brute made, a wicked grin slipped upon his muzzle even further. His sharp but dull tipped dagger like teeth, showed his desires greatly. It didn’t matter how many reinforcements this wolf brought to protect his feebleness, Avarice was going to wipe them out, one by one. There was always the thought that he would definitely loss that fight but it didn’t bother him. The only thing he cared for was what he was created to do and what his master wanted.

Distracted by his thoughts, Avarice came back to the situation at hand and saw the white pelted fae go off into another direction. What a change of plan this was. He thought he would mess the brute up enough then take the girl but now he just had to resort to something not at all too interesting to him. With a sigh, the sin turned his attention back to the lupine displaying intense aggression. It was pointless, who was this scaring? Did he really thing that he had a chance with him and the other fae, that he soon realized to be a sin as well, staring him down? Surely he wasn’t this stupid but then again he must have been to turn down such a wonderful offering.

Another presence arrived in the surrounding area. Yet another sin had come, this was looking to be a greatly entertaining thing. Was this the master’s plan? For all of them to reunite and destroy this specific pack? It was starting to look like it. Not wasting another second standing around and watching this boring brute, Avarice stepped forward from his hiding spot. His gold hued eyes glowed in the shadows of the trees. "Your growling is pointless, little wolf. You’re out numbered. Your girl left you behind and this could be your downfall. Why resist the fact that everything has been chosen for you. Death seems to be your future and it came early."

The sin was trying to upset this brute even more than he was just to get some more interesting vibes from him. At this present moment, Avarice wasn’t feeling the urge to start off. He wanted more tension, more defensive behavior and even to strike more fear into this wolf’s heart that he would die right here and now.

Vεrіτу
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Worry. That was the only word that came to Verity’s mine. Everything he was so tense and unusual. Her alpha was on edge more than she had ever seen from him before and if that wasn’t horrible enough, there was more than m=one threat that presented themselves to his very existence. What was going on around here? Of all times, why today? Was this a sign?

More questions ran through the fae’s mind before the sound of paws beating the grass reached her ears. Quickly lifting her head, a small warning growled rolled in Verity’s throat. It was meant to tell what-ever it approaching to stay away. Keeping her emerald eyes fixated in front of her, she squinted a little to see what it was approaching. To her surprise it was Legacy, and just as quickly as she started her growl, the hellion had stopped. Tail wagging slightly, Verity rose her body from her crouched position and looked at her friend. Something in her expression wasn’t right. Verity looked at her and stopped her wagging before looking over to Ransom. He was alone. Why had Legacy left him?

Moving her eyes from Ransom, she saw a pair of soft golden ones staring at him from the shadows. Was Ransom losing his mind? "Legacy … Why’d you leave Ransom ... Is he going to be able to hold his own against the trespassers …"She asked then got the sudden feeling, something was watching them. The feeling created some tension and nervousness in Verity and her instinct was telling her to flee but her will told her otherwise.