➸ ｓｅｖｅｎ • ｄｅａｄｌｙ • ｓｉｎｓ :: ｓｅｍｉ-ｌｉｔｅｒａｔｅ :: ａｃｃｅｐｔｉｎｇ

[abandoned.]

((and this is how the battle begins >:) Oh...me and cherish probably need Ransom later xD))

Ransom growled, his eyes flashing in anger. He barely registered Eden's presence next to him. His gold eyes watched as the sable Sin fell to the ground in laughter. "A true alpha does not make stupid decisions," he said. Ransom struggled to keep control of his anger; the brute was doing a perfectly good job at provoking him. He did not wish to show it though. It became obvious that the two Sins would not leave without a fight. The brute stared at Avarice, though he was deep in the recesses of his mind. He was trying to figure out the best way to attack. He worried what would become of him if he were to die. No. He would not die. In a moment of impulse, the dark brown alpha leaped out at Avarice, aiming for his jugular.

Legacy paused when Eden came running up, barking orders at them. How had she known? The thought barely registered in her mind, but she was far too grateful. "Come on," she said, turning. The white hellion continued to walk, stopping when her friend expressed her doubts. She nudged her gently. "Don't worry. I didn't excel at battle. I only know the simple stuff...I won't be much help." She flattened her ears, "I'm not even violent. We have to go though."

[Vespur]

-Can I meet someone once I get accepted?-

[avarice.]

(( Well I have Verity. She could seeing as she never really enjoys fighting even if it was for her pack at certain mind sets and will more than likely slink off to watch from a distance. ))

Avαrіςε
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"Love is blind, and Greed insatiable."
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A varice could sense something boiling over in this feeble lupine. Something that was starting to drive him insane. Rage … this was the beginning of something he knew would soon follow. With a chuckle, the lupine looked to Ransom. "Getting angry aren’t we? Well if you are then why not show me that anger. I’ll make sure you’re a disgraceful alpha. Not just that but I’ll be sure that all who ever say your name again think of you as the one leader who couldn’t defeat little ol’ me.”

Avarice was having way too much fun messing with Ransom’s mind. Every muscle in the brute’s body ached. Every strand upon his sable body bristled in aggression and tension. Just as the sin wasn’t expecting it, Ransom lunged. The action was much too quick for him to have time to react and the lupine reached his goal, his neck, barely missing his jugular. With a small yelp, a growl soon rolled in Avarice’s throat and he set his gold eyes onto Ransom body. Opening his jaws, the sin lunged for his shoulder.

This was one fight he wasn’t intending on losing. If he did then the master was sure to condemn him for his actions. The thought of satisfying the very one he descended from was starting to become the avarice sin’s goal.

Vεrіτу
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Still unsure about the situation that was presented to them, Verity didn’t want to follow. Even hearing Legacy’s words didn’t encourage the hellion. It only made her feel worse. Legacy didn’t know much about fight as she did but she still knew something. On the other hand, Verity had no desires to fight and never developed the idea of how to. It was just a big blur to her.

However, when the time called for it, she wouldn’t want to disappoint and would improvise for the sake of others. Maybe she will find her instinct or maybe it would be locked away deep in the corners of her mind for good. The only way to find out was to push on and that is just what Verity had done.

No matter how hard it would be or dangerous, this fae wasn’t willing to just sit around if should could have the opportunity to say she aided in a fight to save the life of the pack. With a nod, the fae followed behind her friend, her confidence growing slightly but not enough to drop her nervousness completely from her being..

[abandoned.]

Ransom & Legacy

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Ransom let out a yelp when Avarice made his target. He growled and twisted his head around, trying to get to the scruff of the brute's neck. The alpha backed off a few feet, shaking his head, not yet feeling the pain in his shoulder. He was filled with adrenaline now and he was not going to go without a fight.

Determining his next target, Ransom lunged, aiming for the same area that he had at first. Avarice's jugular. He was determined and it seemed he couldn't get a hold of his calm demeanor. This was the side that he hardly let out, only when the time arised.

Legacy continued to pad, staying close to Verity. Every so often, her pelt brushed against her friend's, trying to comfort her. "It'll be alright. Hopefully when we get there, they'll be leaving," Legacy said, though she wasn't sure.

She continued to pad forward, picking her way carefully and gradually picking up her pace. The only thought that was in her mind was that Ransom could possibly be killed by the two Sins. Her ears had flattened against her head once more, fearing for her brother. She was worried; she didn't want anything to happen to her brother. Finally, they arrived where Verity had been first, after what seemed a long time. Below them, she could see that Ransom and the sable brute had launched into a fight. Legacy crouched down, watching them, scared. She saw Ransom aim for the brute's jugular, but narrowly miss it, then the brute landing a bite on her brother's shoulder. Come on, Ransom... she whined to herself. She wouldn't be going there anytime soon.

[Xelinator]

|::| Їиvїdїa Ё$т Aиїмa Tцa |::|
"My friend, there is no Evil or Good, just great power, and those too weak to seek it."

☪ ☪ ☪

Invidia bared her fangs as Ransom made a jump for Avarice. Although she knew he wouldn't go down early, using her sin of Envy, she could release much power. So for 8 miliseconds she closed her only golden eye, then let out a deep howl, as if declaring war, before lunging at the pouncing Random, in hope of sending him flying.

As her paws lifted from the ground, she felt as though she could fly off freely, no worries... But she didn't dare move from her jump. As she stood in thin air, her mouth jung ajar slightly, still showing the dark razors in her jaws, polished with deep crimson blood stains from pevious kills. Her foggy golden eye flickered like a car's headlights, and despite her other eye being missing, the mask covering the socket seemed to glint red where the eye would naturaly be. Claws extended as she jumped, her furiosity would hopefully take her to grab the brute's neck. It clearly wouldn't be a killing bite, but a affective one, she hoped...

[Arubi]

Credit to LaurenRR on Photobucket~

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➸ R o l e p l a y S a m p l e
Do I need to write one for a Disputant?

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➸ U s e r n a m e
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➸ N a m e
Ayame

➸ G e n d e r
Female

➸ A g e
12 Seasons

➸ R a n k
Disputant. That's in-between Sapator and Omega, right?

➸ D e s c r i p t i o n
Ayame is a light, silvery gray volor with darkish blue eyes. Black patterns trace along her back, and up to her ear tips, where she has black tufts. The black starts at her tail-tip. Ayame's face is sprayed with white, except for the gray stripe that comes to her nose.
WIP

➸ P e r s o n a l i t y

➸ S e c r e t l o v e ?
[Crush?]

➸ L o v e o f m y l i f e ?
[Mate?]

➸ A n y t h i n g e l s e ?

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[abandoned.]

((I want to post but I'm on my brother's tablet.))

[Vespur]

-Need to quit I am sorry-

[BloodBrother]

Anarchy|Male|8 Seasons|No Crush

Anarchy was in the middle of a steady sleep, his body still except from the faint rising of his chest as he breathed through his nose. His eyes were closed gently, no dream nor nightmare interupting his sleep, which didn't matter, because by the time he woke up, it would only feel like he was asleep for a mere few minutes. As the sun gazed over the horizon, the rays trickled through the enterance of his den, heating his back. It was the heat that woken him, along with the chirping of a few jays outside. His eyes fluttered open like a new born pup. He raised his head, turning to look over his shoulder at the sunny enterance of his den. The sun made his eyes seem bright and beautiful, the blue of his eyes know a deep sea blue and his silver shined like the white of snow. He gave a humble smirk before letting out a bold yawn, his sharp canines glistening in the morning sun. He streched out his front legs, digging his claws into the earth as his muscles rippled sorely from his sleep.

He padded out of his den a few moments later, the morning breeze grazing his coat as it cooled his body and he was no longer hot but at a comfortable temperature, right between not too cold and not too hot. . .What would that be called. . .Oh yes, it was just right. He dropped his head as he moved. When he moved, it was like he was a cobra. His eyes were blazing at his destination and his muscles rippled smoothly beneath his fur. His ears were perked naturally and his tail swayed with his movements. As he came into camp, his multicolored eyes flickered around to see what he had missed. It was a bit late for him to be waking up but no one seemed to notice his absence and that was fine with him. He smirked lightly, giving a small chuckle at his thoats. He flicked his tail and breathed in the air through his mouth, tasting the pine in the air as long as an elk that was grazing the woods not far from here.

His pupils dilated at the smell of the deer, naturally coming into a hunting stage. He stiffened as he perked his ears in alert. It was as if it was so close he could ehar the beating heart of the deer. He could smell it as she tore the grass at the ends, giving small puffs of a earthy fragrance. Well, something must of scared it because he suddenly heard it frolick off. He huffed, pinning his ears against his ehad as his claws scratched the dirt. He didn't exactly want to hunt but when he heard his stomach growled, he seemed to change his mind. Why did he just go after it! It was so close! Because I'm an idiot... He thought to himself, growling.

[abandoned.]

((going to wait for cherish))