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Thread: The Real Truth...

Nope. They can't hurt me. I'm the third oldest. mother is the oldest den mther and then comes me, at least of our clan. Other's have lived longer. They can't hurt me. He said beginning to walk in front of her, leading her towards the clan. He watched though as his friends brought back food--animal meat--to the clan after their fill. Looking back at her, he extended his hand to her. You see, lycans dont frown upon an interaction between a vampire unless they pose a threat. As long as you're with me and stay by me, they won't say anything as we pass through. Pulling her to him, he kept her at his hip, his arm remaining around her. It was the only way he could get them both through, her especially without any questions. They'd all just stare and some of the females would probably want to take her down, but since they'd be into their food too much, they'd hardly even know. Play along. He whispered, wanting to make sure she didn't have a grossed out face for being so close to him. Any sign of detest on her face for him, they'd all know nad question him. He'd still get her through but he hated interogations.
Thread: The Real Truth...

She practically clung to him, not minding at all. she felt her heart beat a little faster. she didnt know if it was because of him, or because they were about to move through his clan. about a hundred lycan in one place? um, yeah, not really a place she'd openly choose to be in, but she didnt really have a choice. she looked at him again, her heart beat a little faster still. she smiled, turning away, blushing a little. ok, it was definitely partially because of him. What are you going to tell them if they ask? She wondered. she practically laid her head on his shoulder. she looked around, seeing the blood. she licked her lips, remembering how hungry she was getting. she whimpered a little, quietly.
Thread: The Real Truth...

Entering the clan, he saw them all feasting on the meat, most being in their lycan form. A simple smirk formed on his face as he walked along, one nearly attacking her but once they saw she was connected to him, they stopped and turned away, whimpering almost. Just his mere presence intimidated his own clan because he was so much like his father. Strong and harsh but cared deeply for his clan and did whatever necessary to keep it going. They all knew not to get on his wrong side. He never killed his own, but he had one hell of a temper. He was at his worst when he was lycan, which she was a bare witness to when he tackled her. Eventually, they moved passed the caves and little huts and were out of the clan territory but still technically in all lycan territory because they all pretty much lived in this forest. Now, that wasn't so bad right? He asked, letting her go, much to his dismay and he was getting the feeling also to hers. Standing before her, he looked at her, wanting to see her beauty again but he resisted the urge to just pull her hood down. If I tell you my name will you tell me yours and why you've left the comfort of your cold castle walls?
Thread: The Real Truth...

She removed her hood. I am Hollee VonKeller. She looked at him. she knew he knew her name. she was from the second highest family of vampires in the world. the higher being the family her parents tried to force her to marry into. I left because i was being made to marry someone i didnt know, and i couldnt bring myself to do that. dont get me wrong, it was for the benifit of my family, sure, but i guess i am rather selfish and i couldnt go through with it. besides, i have younger sisters. sure, it will be another 50 years or so before they are of age to marry, but still. i am not their last hope... Hollee was slightly rambling now. she looked around. I am starving. i meant to drink before i left the castle, but i forgot. i was in a hurry. She said, her hand on her head, almost as though she was checking to see if it was still there. she'd always been rather forgetful of rather imporant things like eatting, sleeping, stuff like that. but she was passionate, and whatever it was that she was doing, she put her whole self into doing it. she licked her lips again. Very... hungry... Her fangs began to show a bit.
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Instantly, he seemed stunned. Of course he knew who she was and it shocked him to nearest depths of death taht she of all vampires ran away. Wow...I never expected a vampire of your stature to actually do that. Got to say, I'm impressed since I never thought it was possible. Forgive me though for doing so. He nodded his head, sort of in a little respect too. He definitely had a new-found respect for her just for that because it took serious guts to run away like she did. Not many would have or could have escaped. Looking around, he caught a scent of an animal running by. He doubt animal blood would really sustain her but it was either a deer or him and he wasn't really wanting to be bit or give blood. he was selfish on taht part. Hang on. When the deer ran by, he attacked it, sucking his teeth into its pulse in its neck, breking a vein completely which ended its life immediately. Picking it up he walked back to her and presented it to her. I think this should be enough. It's not human blood but nonetheless, it's blood and it should help. He placed the dead female deer down and looked up at Hollee. it was either me or the deer. When he was in his human form, he didn't like to kill animals. but in this case, there really was no other option now was there?
Thread: The Real Truth...

She smiled and drank the blood. it wasnt really graceful, or lady like. it was her own primal side. she bit down into the doe's neck again, basically lapping up the blood as it came gushing out. she grunted and hissed slightly as she did this. it wasnt cause she felt threatened that he might take her meal, it was just habbit, something she didnt even realize she was really doing. her cape fell off her shoulders, having untied it, since she didnt want to get it bloody. this revealed her victorian dress. it wasnt as poofy as most of her dresses. but it was still elegant. this was her 'working' dress. basically it was a dress she could run around in. it was cinched around her waist with a corset, pressing her breasts up and together. her had a bit of a pale color, but it was darker than most vampires. it almost looked... normal. a choker was around her neck, and a single gem dangled from it, down her neck, just barely resting on her cleavage. after she was done feeding, she licked her lips, her face returning to normal. she panted a little. T-thank you. She pulled out a clothe, wiping her mouth. once her mouth was clean, she put the clothe back, looking at him. Take the meat to your clan. dont just let it rot. it's not completely dry. the meat should still be good. unless you are going to eat it yourself. She then went to pick up her cape, draping it over her shoulders, but not pulling it completely closed.
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Somehow he found it very interesting to watch her feed. And it only got more interesting as her cape fell and he saw her in her dress completely now. The dress was beautiful on her. Full lace bodice, corset and it pushed her breasts up. His eyes remained there and how he desperately wished to be that jewel on her beautiful skin just a little shy of being on her actual cleavage. It was difficult to stop staring all until she started talkng. then he had to since she'd probably think of him as nothing but an actual animal for staring at her...girls. Or in her case, ladies. Looking down at the dead doe, he bit his lower lip, blushing lightly and looking away. Well if I ate it in front of you, which I could since I haven't eaten since morning, you'd think me of as nothing but an animal. He looked up at her, crossing his arms over his chest.
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She smirked, moving up to him. she gently placed her hand on his shoulder. I dont mind. you just watched me feed. and besides, She smirked more. I know you're an animal. She teased him. she then turned around, pulling a knife out of her pack, unsheathing it, she knelt down and stabbed the animal, pulling the knife back. the blade was so sharp, it cut through the flesh like a hot knife through butter. she pulled a chunk of flesh off, handing it to him. she bit her bottom lip. it was like feeding one of her puppies. she smiled. Just eat. you were nice enough to help me, please, eat. She returned to the doe, cutting more chunks of meat off for him. she wanted to do this for him.
Thread: The Real Truth...

A grin came to his face as well as about thirty different naughty thoughts about her to his mind. He really was an animal if he was thinking about stuff like that with a vampire. then again how could he not? Just look at her. Vince watched as she cut a chunk in the animal, it almost like such a turn on to see her use a blade and massacre this animal for him. He was weird...he was a lycan after all. Taking the chunk, he nodded to her and then he leaned on the tree, biting into it. So warm, and still so fresh. He did his best to eat...not like a hungry and crazed animal. So... He began once his mouth was clear of food, taking another chunk, he looked at her. where ae you hoping to get to, after you pass through this forest?
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Hollee continued cutting chunks of meat off for him. she stood up, moving to him, handing him more meat. You dont have to try to hold back while you feed. it's not going to bother me. i saw your clan feeding, its ok. She bit her bottom lip a little again. she liked watching him eat. his primal side was kinda hot, while he was in his human form. she licked her lips a little. Do you want to take the rest to your clan, or are you going to finish it? She asked, curious. She then contemplated his question. You know... i dont know. i figured i would just get as far away from the castle as possible. She looked at him, her eyes unable to tear away from him.
Thread: The Real Truth...

After eating about five chunks, the last three not holding back as he pretty much tossed it into his mouth, he coverd his mouth as he burped and he coughed a bit, as well as wiping his mouth. He looked at the rest of the chunks and he nodded. We'll take it back. I can't possibly eat anymore and there's plenty. He chuckled a bit. He climbed up into the tree and pulled many huge leaves out, then coming down and wrapping the meet into it, creating a nice little sack. Care to cling to me again? I can't possibly leave you here. If other lycans from the other clans came, you definitely wouldn't be spared. And I at least can't have that. it'd be a tragedy, honestly. He said softly, expressing some flattery towards her.
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She laughed. Are you trying to flatter me, dear Lycan? She helped wrap the food and didnt waste much time before clinging to him again. Do you think they will remember i'm with you? She asked softly as they moved towards the clan again. once they returned, she looked around more this time, less intimidated. she saw the absolute cutest thing ever. she saw a pup, which was more wolf than human right now, and was absolutely precious. she inhaled quickly, quietly. she then whispered to him. He is the cutest. Is... is he yours? She looked at him, subconsciously she was trying to find out if he was mating. she blushed a little, realizing what her question would really tell her. N-nevermind. it's none of my business. She continued looking around. the females here were either naked or almost naked. most were sleeping now, after eating. Hollee turned away, blushing deeply as she saw a pair mating. Oh my... She giggled a little.
Thread: The Real Truth...

Name's Vincent, Miss. Lycan is too general. he chuckled a bit. besides if you wish to call me that, I prefer you call me Alpha. I tend to like boasting my title around as leader. He grinned some as he put his arm around her holding the little sack of meet and walked back to the clan. Returning, he smiled as he saw little cubs running around and playing. When she asked, he shook his head. He's my brother though... He smiled a bit, going over to his mother and handing her the food. Seeing her blush, he looked over to one of his friends mating with his girl. He grinned a ltitle bit and he turned them both away. When lycans mated, they definitely didn't mate while in their lycan form but in their human form. And well privacy wasn't an issue since he saw a few other couples mating. Walking out of the clan territory, he looked at her. I guess we really are animals then. At least we know how to fun and don't have anything up our bottoms. he teased, referring to the uptight vampires.
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She laughed. Dear Vincent, i know how to have fun. She didnt let go of him, even though they were out of the clan's territory. She then looked up at him. Do you have any pups of your own? She blushed slightly purposely trying to find things out now. she moved infront of him, still clinging to him. her body was pressed agianst his still. I... i think we should find somewhere to stay... i think the sun is going to come up soon... She said, staring up into his eyes. she felt a twinge through her body, wanting to stay just like this with him. she didnt know why, but her heart leap when he looked at her. she blushed slightly.
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Vincent chuckled and he moved his hands move securely around her, not really wanting to let her go. Really now? he grinned. Pups of my own? No. I've mated before, but that was only once and when I was younger. I haven't again and neither have i reproduced.Why? He asked gently, rubbing her sidesa little bit, not able to help himself really. He wanted her and if that wasn't evident enough, he didn't know how else to be so obvious. He already was being so forward and he never had this feeling to want to mate again since the last time. And she...well she was being the cause for the stirrings in his legging shorts. It couldn't be helped an luckily, since their bodies were so close right now, she may or not be able to feel it but she definitely wouldn't feel it. It only then hit him as to what she just said and he nodded immediately, pulling away and not letting her see his front until he calmed down. Um... i think I know of a cave or cottage up ahead. It's dark, so you will be fine. Come on, lets not waste time. he siad as he continued on, trying to calm himself down and luckily he did that before she'd have the chance to see anything sticking out.
Thread: The Real Truth...

Hollee felt something, but she didnt know what what it was. She'd never really been around a male being much at all, save from her father and brothers. she honestly had no clue about the male anatomy. her parents were just going to leave that up to her husband, as it had been done with them. but now, Hollee felt strange sensations, tinglings and such. She bit her bottom lip, a little saddened when he pulled away, and began walking in front of her again. I was just wondering. She said in response to his question. Soon, they found themselves in a small cottage. she looked around. there wasnt really much to the building, but the windows were bored up and there was a small door in the floor which lead to a small basement. she knelt down, trying to lift the door, but it was jammed. I think i would prefer to be down there, away from any sunlight... She explained to him.
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He's never been in love to be honest. He mated all because he was horny and she was literallybegging for it.In a lot less humiliating words they were both in heat and got way too caught up in the moment. She was still part of the clan but she found a new mate and out of love. He was more pickier when it came to love mates and well...she'd be perfect, Hollee would be. Arriving in the cottage, he shut the door and then watched as she tried to open the basement door. He knelt down and he pulled the stick that had jammed the keyhole and by doing that it also opened the little door. There you go. We should probably see what's down their first. I mean...it'd be awful if something happened to you right? He said softly, his face slightly close to hers since they were both on the ground, hovered over the little door and well it was little. Not the normal door size and the hole was just big enough for a huge person to go through. Perfect for both of them.
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Hollee looked at the lycan. a soft blush across her cheeks as he was mere inches away from her face. she nodded, watching him descend down the stairs first, following after him. The basement was slightly dank, and dark. but their night vision was good. but she found a few candles. she pulled out some matches, lighting the candles. Seems pretty safe to me. She smiled, softly. Hollee looked around and removed her cape, sitting down on it. She looked up at him, patting the area next to her. Would you like to rest? she said, biting her lip again. she wanted to lay with him. she wanted to have his arms wrapped around her.
Thread: Crown Jewel [Trygon/Harriet]

A dusty road, overlooked by evergreen forest for miles in both ways... In the upper branches of a tall tree, sunlight greened by passing through leaves fell on the branches beneath, lighting up the bark and the myraid creatures, both large and small, that moved and lived across it. An ant was scouting for food, moving towards something vaugely warm it could sense ahead. The simple creature barely had time to register movement before a sharp talon came down on it, puncturing the ant's feeble exoskeleton and dooming it to a quick death. But not too quick. Trygon watched it squirm and die, one yellow eye barely open enough to behold the spectacle. The black dragon shifted his scaled bulk minutely, adjusting to the movement of the sun over the last hour. For all their lauded reputation, dragons are still reptiles, and this one had spent most of the day lounging in the warm, steady sunlight. He was finding himself bored now, however, and playing God to ants wasn't cutting it. He craved more complex toys. He slowly, slowly extended his long neck, peeking past the leaf cover before him and down on the road beneath. He stared for a moment, waking up, before his eyes focused and his ears snapped to. It would be a shame to leave that warm sun, he thought idly, but further adventures awaited. The dragon sat up ponderously, before he set his talons in the bark covering the trunk of the tree and started to climb straight downward. As he moved, he slipped into the predatory, reptillian part of his mind, letting the killer instinct suffuse his whole body. The hunt was on.
Thread: Crown Jewel [Trygon/Harriet]

A lone deer was the next victim of Trygon's boredom. He spotted it halfway down the tree, grazing beneath him. Never one to pass up easy mayhem, the dragon simply cast himself outward, a small flutter of his wings the only sound as he spun in midair, bringing his feet beneath him, outstretched towards victory. The bottom of his foot struck the back of the deer's head squarely, and his paw clamped down, instantly crushing the deer's head to pulp as his wings cracked down with an echoing boom, killing his speed. He rode what momentum remained to the ground, crushing the mangled stump of neck underfoot as he landed. Without a second glance at his kill, the dragon slunk off through the undergrowth, moving every bit as silently and naturally as the creatures he terrorized. Anyone who considered killing for sport a purely human invention would be correct - To this creature, murder was no sport, but an artform, to be practiced whenever possible, on anything that presented itself. The thought put a tense smirk on his scaled lips, revealing rows of inch-long carnivore's teeth beneath them. And with the smirk came an idea. There was a castle town not far from his location, and though Trygon had only scouted it in nighttime flybys before, he was feeling cocky and bloodthirsty enough to chance a raid. A small one, he promised himself silently, already aware of the unliklihood of holding to that promise. Kill a few peasants, burn some homes, maybe scorch a tower and steal some gold. He would save raiding the castle's treasure stores for a later time, after he'd assessed the lay of the land better. His long, forked tongue flicked out of his mouth, licking over his lips in an unmistakeably greedy expression. And what treasure there would be...
Thread: Crown Jewel [Trygon/Harriet]

Melody's footsteps behind her caught Harriet's attention, her arms pulling up and off the railing to turn and face her. Narrowing her eyelids into half slits, ignoring the strands of hair that fly across her face with the wind. It's as if she's staring into a sister's soul, almost a mirror of herself. A much more obedient self, of course, but herself nonetheless. And yet, she couldn't help but feel rejected and betrayed. She didn't mean to feel this way towards her, of course. But it was lingering within her chest, poking at her heart, making it hard to breathe. Before her bottom lip could tremble, and her throat to start aching to let out the sobs she could feel growing within her chest, she took a step forward and gripped onto the dirty bedding she had just pulled from her cot. Fingers tightening against the soft fabric, knowing that she was already this far, and she couldn't turn her back on her decision. Breathing out a sigh, calming down her sorrow and grief, Harriet replaces it with the courage and hatred she had felt for quite some time. Turning her back on Melody, like she had just done to Harriet, and stepped back up to the railing. Crouching, her hands working fast as she wrapped one end of the sheets to one of the stone bars near it's bottom, she triples it and then pulls as tight as she can. Releasing the fabric, the female turns on her heels to fetch a cloak and a bag full of some food, and money. There was no way she would survive without something to go on, something to shield her and aid her. For a young woman like herself, there was surely going to be some danger that would seek her out. If only she knew . . . The cloak was black, Harriet pulling it around her shoulders. Tying it around her neck loosely, a knot and a bow, trying to at least show some elegance before she took off to live like a barbarian. Pulling the hood up from her back, tucking her fiery hair inside, she turned back to her balcony. I'm sorry, Melody, that you chose this path. That you're going to accept the life of a slave to my Father. King or not, that man is a Monster. Passing her, giving her the slightest look from the corner of her, Harriet's hands clenched the railing above where she had attached the clothes. Heaving herself off, her legs pulling her over the edge, she let go and dropped. Grasping the sheet tightly with her thighs, as well as her hands, she makes her way to the end of the fabric, before letting go once more and dropping for the second time. Sneaking from the castle's fortress was easy. The guards knew not to back-talk the Princess, her wrath took after her Father's. They nodded to her and left her to her business, minding their own. Which made it ever more simple to reach the gates of the village, now alone in her solitude. The coins of gold tucked away within her breast corset, her cloak for protection against the weather, as well as to hide her identity. Lastly, she had her freedom. Or at least, she thought she did.