ｍｉｄｎｉｇｈｔ & ｍｏｏｎｌｉｔ| ˢᵉᵐᶤ ˡᶤᵗ ʷᵒˡᶠ ʳᵖ

[mindless.]

{{ i have my rogue Cooper (femme) open in Midnight land :3 }}

[Sonder.]

► - - [ Well Paradox just sniffed out a loner that belongs to Lucy named Hollow in Midnight territory. Why not add to the drama and have your rogue bump into the two, s'amomo? Cx ]

[love lucy]

Hollow
_____________
LONER
NO CRUSH
INTRUGUED
______________

Apparently this female didn't like being ignored, for when he was about to leave, she called out to him and his bad mannerisms. Was this female looking for a fight? His dark eyes lost the grayish shade and returned to their usual mix of ocean blue, since he now knew who that unknown wolf was. Though, Hollow couldn't deny he was intrigued at her questioning. Turning around to fully face her, his big frame shadowed against the surface below him. His eyes rapidly shifted to meet hers, and he was surprised to find himself staring at eyes much brighter than his. An aqua blue that was so beautiful it hurt. His eyes never shone to that tone, since his only varied from gray, to a sea green-bluish tone. The tone in her eyes spoke for her thoughts; vexed. A small smiled tugged at the corner of his lip, spreading leisurely. Did your mother ever teach you not to speak to strangers, little girl?

[universe.]

[both of my characters are open. Amsterdam, omega of midnight and Riddle, alpha of Moonlit.]

[mindless.]

coup d'etat. female. loner.
The strange scents from elsewhere intrigued her. She would have to poke her head in. The short red-brown femme yawned, ears flicking. Deciding to follow this smell, she padded in that direction. Cooper slowed as distant voices were heard. One smelled of the pack. A female. The male was not however. Peeking quietly through the branches of a nearby bramble, she bristled her coat at the tone of this sissy white femme from the pack. As strange as it was, she wanted to attack. It may be because she resembled that mangy mutt of a female that killed her mate. Cooper silently bared her fangs at the thought. What made her even angrier was the male who seemed interested in her. Jealousy was nowhere near it. Cooper had no clue who the male was anyways. But the sight of the snowy female sent anger crawling under her skin. Dark red-amber eyes stared deeply into the female, her mind bringing her back to the past. Cooper just drew a deep breath and watched silently as the two conversed.

{{ she is just lingering by the two, thanks for the idea :3 }}

[Sonder.]

P A R A D O X
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Vixen {Female} | 3 years of age
doing;; nothing | with;; nearing loner {Hollow} | feeling;; adrenaline

Even if you let
go of your past,
there's always
s o m e t h i n g
you hold onto.

My body ceased breathing as he face me at a slow, self-convenient pace. I gave more care to detail as I overlooked his face, seeing a sort of brisk looking shape to it. He wasn't as slim as I mentally took him for moments ago now that a better look had been offered to me. As his foreign voice chilled my air for the first time, I let out a hardened laugh as though it was only half funny. "Well, wise guy.. My Mom taught me a whole riverload of things. But never anything remotely beneficial. So I do 'daring' things like this. Talk to strangers. Boy am I out of control." My breath came back to me, finally permitting this conversation to sink in. Back at the heart of Midnight territory, I wasn't considered the highest blossom on an orchid tree. Not many spoke to me, but by my choice. I evaded the vexation of small talk, only allowing myself to be ordered by the alphess herself.

For just a heartbeat, my thoughts slipped back to the few tail-lengths behind me where the squirrels were stored. But I chose to let it stop worrying me. Then an acrid scent of hate penetrated my nostrils, sending me into middle to high alert. I believed it belonged to this stranger at the time though, which made me regain my defenses in an invisible manner.

[rottenmutt]

||Rouge copper to interact?c:||

[love lucy]

Hollow
_____________
LONER
NO CRUSH
INTRUGUED
______________

This female was interesting, given that she still didn't capitulate and leave him alone. No, she stood and even snapped back at him. So much for wanting to be left alone. Truth be told, he was not even in a threatening position himself, so he shrugged at her answer. He flicked his ears twice before answering, his voice a little low, due to it's lack of use. You look like a pup to me. You should know better than to bother a loner. Shifting on his paws, the grey brute turned again, giving his back on the female, determined on letting her be as long as she didn't bother him, again. Yet, he couldn't talk much, knowing that it was he who stepped into her pack territory. He was the intruder and the one who should really back off.

As he was walking away, a chill went up his spine, and his hackles raised, his head turning in the direction of the woods that spread to his left. There was something behind those thick twisting branches, and he was sure of it. A growl erupted from the back of his throat, and his eyes darkened. Lowering his tail to id-air, he took stance. Don't you get the feeling that someone is watching us? he asked the fae, as the change in atmosphere made him growl again. He didn't like knowing that he was being watched. All the sudden he just wanted to see who was it that hid behind all the greenery, and so he had forgotten everything else, including the numbness of his paws in contact with the cold ground.

[rottenmutt]

ＩＬＬＵＳＩＯＮ
"This is our vengeance.
Orphan of broken dreams:
Your word isn't what it seems.
You're jealous and weak:
Stay humble and meek
And one day you might succeed."

Illusion flicked his tail and he walked by a small meadow and walked into it. He yawned and he dashed through a small area of woods until he ran into a fae.He fell back and shook his fur out,"Ughh."he stood up and looked at her."Hello,"he said softly,he was kind of dizzy and flicked his tail staring at the fae,his paw pads were sore from running and walking on days ends.

[Sonder.]

P A R A D O X
•❄•❅•❆•

Vixen {Female} | 3 years of age
doing;; nothing | with;; Hollow | feeling;; adrenaline

Even if you let
go of your past,
there's always
s o m e t h i n g
you hold onto.

I half laughed, half scoffed through my nose with partial aggravation, deciding to let him go. But my hackles raised in unison with his own, feeling a bizarrely surreal fear strike me. It was more scary to find out someone is watching you than to be the one watching. I concluded with realization that the hatred and anger I smelt boiling the air didn't come from this brute. It rose from another, more hidden enemy. The instinct to fight or flight blared in my head like the sirens of every waking wolf, but I chose the third, more foolish option. Investigate.

"Don't be daft. There's no one there." I was lying through my fangs, hoping the enemy would get a burst of confidence before I let it know I actually was fully aware they were there. I watched the loner like he was the only one around, pretty sure he'd look at me as though I were the stupidest being known around. That's when I turned towards the shrub and growled like a bear, resisting the urge to command they show them self. Today isn't my day. Why are there always so many bloody strangers on my off days?