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Bimisi
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Hush
« Thread Started on Mar 26, 2008, 7:27pm »

Bimisi
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The gift
Of
One-liners}

Hush, don’t speak a word.

Silence; that was what he needed now. Nice, soft, silence. Now, if one knew him, one might wonder why in the world such a talkative little charmer as he would ever wish for silence. Well, the answer is quite simple indeed. One need only to look at the situation in order to derive that answer. And so the scene is set: here stands the charmer, normally carrying himself so high and proud to impress the ladies, here, now, he crouched, the white fur of his belly brushing the shifting white sands beneath him. The black tip of his tail brushes through the tiny sediments, slow and steady, making little noise. Black rimmed ears were forward, intent, his moist black nose quivering slightly, his muscles tense with anticipation.

And towards what was all this anticipation directed? There, only a full yards off, oblivious in the sand, strutting about in white and grey feathers, its beak shifting through the sands in the search for food, was the object of his rapt attention: a gull. Now, one may deduce from this scene that such a level of silence and concentration would not be needed for merely a game of chasing gulls. But this, to him, was not merely a game. You see, in order to understand the full situation, one must understand that scraps had been hard to come by for the past few days, and this wolf, normally plagued with laziness, had been forced into his least favorite pass-time: hunting.

Now, one may be tempted to believe that a gull couldn’t possibly catch the attention of a wolf on the hunt, and yet, one must understand also that this wolf lacks any amount of skill in hunting, and any more challenging prey simply could not be an option. And this wolf understood the importance of even the smallest scrap of meat in carrying him to the next meal. And so, here he was, crouched low in the shifting sands as he crept forward, inching his paws forward on lean legs, hoping for utter silence, as he approached his prey. Closer….closer…closer.

The gull paused its eating. He froze. The gull looked towards him. Still he did not move. And, the gull spread its wings and lifted off from the sands. He hesitated, shocked into a lack of action, and then willed his muscles into motion, sprinting forward. But he had hesitated too long, and, unable to catch traction in the sand, away went the gull. He stopped where the gull had been only moments before, staring after it in dismayed shock. After a few moments, he dropped his gaze, shook his head at his own absence of hunting skills, and sat down with a huff. With him one moment, gone far, far away the next; that was the way with luck.

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Re: Hush
« Reply #1 on Mar 27, 2008, 11:44pm »

[hnm...part of me thinks i should wait for my character to be accepted..but the other part of me, being mischevious and a rebellious sort, is like GO FOR IT DUDE. so ...i'm gonna go for it. i highly doubt that there will be a problem with my character application, anyway. xD now watch, there'll be like a bajillion 'no bueno!!!'s with it.]

An aggravated snort was all that Draven felt she could muster from where she crouched in the brush--only yards away from where the disgruntled Bimisi sat on his rump. Shaking her head slightly, she stood and took bold, rigid strides out of the undergrowth and into the male's line of vision. Her hackles were semi-risen, the silver tips of her fur making her glow and seem only a little more threatening than she really was. She warily kept her golden eyes centered on him.

Coldly, she raised her voice to him, and it was tense--hearing it, one might compare it to the brief moment before a fall, or the last gasp of air before drowning; either way, her voice emanated danger.

"Foolish."

She felt highly capable of handling herself should this mottley brute attempt anything irrational, so she lowered her guard enough to sniff at the ground and calculate the next best place to find prey. The stranger's antics had not only driven away the gull, but the fatter, more nutritious and delectable osprey which had also been hunting it--this bird had been Draven's intented target, and she was not at all pleased that it had escaped.

Understand, it was one of Draven's main strengths--being able to hunt and fend for herself, and a failure such as this scene was beyond abnormal and unsettled her greatly.

[now excuse me, but i'm partially colorblind and this black text on dark green background is quite terribly obnoxious to me xD so ima change my font color for the time being.]

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Re: Hush
« Reply #2 on Mar 28, 2008, 3:17pm »

Bimisi
_{I’ve got
The gift
Of
One-liners}

I’m an addict for dramatics.

The overly romantic brute was indeed a particular fan of the dramatics, what with all his dramatic and charming speeches; they always seemed to work out so well, after all. The dramatic little speeches of flirting and charming led to that dramatic confession of love, and then to that dramatic day when he must pick up and leave in the most dramatic way possible; it was such a natural routine of dramatics and flashy speech.

However, when it was not he who performed the dramatics, things tended to get ever so iffy. Like now; any other time, he would be absolutely elated and thoroughly thrilled to see a female come striding so boldly up to him; normally he had to make the first move, after all. However, the dramatic entrance of this fae lead to a blatant insult rolling from her tongue in the most threatening way he could imagine any fae could possibly muster; now what had he done to deserve her ire? Had he not always striven to win the hearts of the ladies?

Well, he decided, he would simply have to accept the challenge. The fates had blessed him with the company of a female and, whether that company was a bit rough around the edges or not, he had a job to do; he must share the joy of his flattery, after all. He could not be frightened from his duty to the ladies just because one is acting as though she had a rather large thorn stuck in her paw. He must simply soldier on!

“Oh, please do lighten up, fair lady, surely it is only my own meal that has been lost, and not your own,” Bimisi voiced, feigning some offense at the insult, though there was none to be had; her words had been true after all. Of course, as poor a hunter as he was, he could not seem to fathom that he had indeed lost the fae her meal; what a surprise the little charmer was in for when he learned he had cost a pretty lady her food!

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((Lol, I’m sure your profile will be fine; I recently realized that I completely forgot to fill out the likes and dislikes on mine and it still got accepted xD. And if you need me to change my font color, just let me know; I wouldn’t want my posts being obnoxious, rofl))

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Re: Hush
« Reply #3 on Mar 28, 2008, 9:21pm »

Her jaw was slightly slack, as always, insinuating that she was prepared for attack at all times. Her eyes flitted back to him; one might wonder aloud how eyes of such a normally warm and welcoming shade of gold could seem so frigid as hers. She lifted her head back to scan him again for good measure, but not before filling her nares with a trail of dander from the bird.

"You leave me breathtaken," she began coyly, black lips pulling back into a sort of grin as her gaze returned to the sand before her. "Not only are you a foolish predator, but you make foolish assumptions as well."

She sat back on her haunches, every muscle in her body tensed and spring-loaded on the odd chance that harm may attempt to befall her in this situation. Her golden gaze focused on the dark blue waves rolling before her, her ears erect and swivelling at every beach sound, half expecting a reply from the male and half unconcerned about receiving one.

Her mind was tumbling over itself, caught up in the past and the present. "Fair lady" had been Archenon's misnomer for her, and he had found it quite amusing to call her by that name at any given chance.

What happened to you, Archenon? she thought to herself, giving a slight inward sigh that she hoped had not escaped to the outside world and the ears of the stranger. Her face remained emotionless as she scanned the skies for prey.

[gracias for the concern darlin. i think yellow's gonna be the best bet for me, but your text is fine the way it is. dark colors confuse my brain xD]

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