Scandalous (moving RP)

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Kirsten kept her eyes on his until he was still and then she flicked her gaze to his wound. she surprised herself by letting out a quiet whine, she blinked and stepped close to inspect it. her eyes flicking back to his briefly to let him know she was only looking.
she shivered once and stepped back, she didnt like blood. well... at least not wolf blood. she sat patiently and pondered over what they could do to get him back to camp. she sighed, "i think we may have to call for reinforcments." she said with a somewhat exagerated sigh, she watched him from the corner of her eye to see his reaction. "Unless you can handle leaning on my shoulder," she said. it was obviose that he didnt like her, wich wasnt really a surprise to her, most didnt at first because of her... attitude. she hid a small smirk by licking a dainty paw.

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Kyrasael watched her from where his head lay, as if making sure she did not touch the wound and make it worse. Though, honestly, he just didn’t wish her to lick it like most were compelled to do. One reason would be his antisocial space issues, another would be it would only hurt worse. Kyrasael slowly sat up, pulling himself to his feet. “Neither.” He replied to her simply. Kyrasael looked around the forest, pinpointing which way was towards pack base. “Go back to the pack.” He said, eyes staring towards where she would be heading. He turned away, tail swishing softly as he began to walk away. He barely used his foot, slowly limping away.

He didn’t need to go back, he could take care of himself. He knew this, as he’d been on his own for a long while with no help. The only help he would need is if he was on the verge of death. And he was not, so he would push his body until he needed rest, and then he would rest. There was nothing more to it. And he did not hate Kirsten, or think ill of her. He did not rashly blame his wounds on her. No, it was as much his fault as anything. He just wished she would go back and be safe and wouldn’t have to worry about her.

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Kirsten rolled her eyes, "Idiot." she said under her breath and padded after him, not making any move to catch up, just merely walking a few paces behind him quietly. "Dont make me howl for Tate, or even Cray. you cant just leave with a wound like that and expect it to get better all by itself." she spoke to him as she walked, examining flowers and a variety of interesting things, mainly just to appear casuall, it was something she often did to think without being interupted, or just to seem like she wasnt watching others as closely as she really was, it was so much easier to appear busy and then others wouldnt bother you.
"And besides, if you tell me to do something you know im only going to either make things very difficult, or do the opposite of what youv said." she added with a somewhat sly look in his direction before she paused to roll a rock over to inspect what was undernieth

[geinkotsu]

He shot her a sideways glance when she said he was an idiot. Now, he didn’t know if she wanted him to hear that or actually believed she could say that quiet enough, but he definitely heard it. He didn’t stop walking when she started talking to him, trying to blackmail him in a sense. But what she didn’t know was, you couldn’t make Kyrasael do things unless he at least had half a mind to do it. Otherwise, convincing him to do things was useless. “Do what you want.” He replied to all her chatter in one sentence. He was giving up on telling her what to do, but most of all, he was challenging her to call them if she dared. His eyes shooting daring daggers that just screamed ‘Test it’.

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Kirsten stood still and locked eyes with him, she raised an eyebrow coolly. "Which would you prefure? Tate, or Cray?" she asked evenly, her voice flat. she had clearly read his dare and threw it back at him. she lifted her chin slightly, she really didnt want to call her brother. and Tate may be handsome and all, but she personally couldnt handle his company for more than a few minutes.

[geinkotsu]

Kyrasael stood there as he thought about his options. It was likely both would come, so it was more or less choosing on what would be more interesting. Tate saw to him last, so why not have a change of pace? And, to add upon that, Cray would scold him anyways. Again… for the umpteenth time. Oh well. “Cray.” He chose easily. He softly sat down, leaning on his right side as not to hurt in wound any further. “However, if you do actually call him, do make sure to have a convincing story and sugar coat it so you don’t get the blame for this.” -Kyrasael speak for, ‘I’ll take the fall’. It wasn’t like it was anything different anyways. He was the loner who always got scolded and always got hurt doing something. Mostly because he either ran into something like a bear or he was protecting someone from something like a bear…

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Kirsten hid her surprise with a slight frown at his veiled offer to take the blame, and cringed inwardly at the fight that would surelly come if she called Cray, but none the less she had said she would call one of them. she gave a soft sigh and lifted her head high, letting loose a wild and ringing soprano howl that carried for miles and bounced off the mountains in the distance. she waited a moment before she heard Cray call back and she gripped the ground in front of her angrily, he sounded mad already. she threw Kyrasael a somewhat annoyed look, "i dont sugar coat things." she said simply.
she sat and beat the end of her tail up and down slowly. her face set in an unreadable expression. she sat tall and held her head proudly.
She knew that Tate would come anyway, and she knew he would undoubtedly flirt. she also new that Cray would taunt her, though she wasnt going to let Kyrasael take the blame for the accident. she was sure of that. as often as she got in trouble she always, always found a way to get out of it. she lifted a lip in a half snarl as she heard Tates call ring over the land. she had five minutes.

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Kyrasael listened to the returned calls. Hey, he was right… they both were coming. Not that it was a surprise. If they were in the area, they usually came in a pair. He had learned that the hard way. As the only time he called for another pack member was if another person was injured and couldn’t walk at all. Otherwise, he never called them, not even for himself. Hell, he didn’t want them now. But he wasn’t going anywhere with Kirsten’s convincing- so if she wanted him to come back, Cray or Tate were the only two that could most likely force his change of mind. Mostly because Cray was the alpha is why he listened, at least some of the time. And Tate annoyed the hell out of him to the point that he did things to get him to leave him alone.

He small grin crossed his features as she commented she didn’t sugar coat anything. “That, my dearest, is untrue.” Kyrasael replied. Now he was just teasing her, since she had the guts to call her own brother, he was going to get full amusement out of this. It was the least he could get in exchange of having to be forced back to camp once again. “For once example, changing the subject when you scorn me about my wound. That is sugar coating.”

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Kirsten let out a short hot breath of air through her nostrils and sent him a leveled stare when he had called her 'dearest'. if there was one thing she didnt like, its was pet names, even if it was just a tease. she clawed the ground like a cat, kneading it. her stare clearly said that she dared him to keep talking, dared him to keep up the teasing, dared him to test her.

[geinkotsu]

As fun as this was, he didn’t want to piss off the sister of the alpha. Oh, the hell with it. This was the strangest funnest day he’s had in a long while. “You shouldn’t be ashamed. All girls sugarcoat everything, even if they don’t know it.” He said. Oh, now he was pushing it. “But, I suppose it worked well enough to get me to stop and wait for further convincing. Or else I’d be sitting in a river on my own cleaning out my wound.” He yawned, laying down and laying on his side, staring up at her. My was he lazy. But this was the most he had talked in… forever really. “Oi, don’t be so offended. I’m joking.” He said, pawing the air at her as if he was trying to make a pitiful attempt to reach and cheer her up.