Don't my steal characters,their mates and offsprings unless willing to plot.
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Post by The Quiet One on Jun 5, 2023 3:36:13 GMT -7
The beast was not one to sit idle for too long. The throne might not be his, but that did not alter the plans he had. Plans that would no doubt rankle the ruling duo, but plans that would be beneficial to the Kingdom they ruled over. They were plans that required connections, however. A wider reputation amongst his fellow darks and outsiders alike. Up until now, the beast had made no effort to seek those connections out, instead choosing largely to carry out his duties as guard in a bid to keep the peace with Thomasin. He had grown bored of it, however. He was made to do more. To be more. Now was the time for action. Today was another day where the beast had decided to familiarise himself with yet another one of the herd lands within the Dark Kingdom. He had made a start by visiting Azriel, however the beast was keen to build upon his first visit. This time, his target was the closest herd land. It would make his business quicker to accomplish, thus allow for him to carry out his remaining two patrols of the day. It is a little after mid-morning when the beast leaves The Howling Keep behind him, his subsequent journey a brief one.
The woods the beast has to navigate are of little bother to the beast, the unsettling environment failing to find any purchase within the the recesses of his consciousness. It was an environment that felt more like home then anything. Familiar like an old friend. Easily, the best navigates the maze of bark his movements silent as he progresses until finally he reaches the other side. It is at the treeline he pauses, content enough that he far enough. Dual tone optics are quick to come to rest upon the ageing building, the size of it making it impossible to miss. It appeared to be something that woul most likely have limited exits, all of which would surly be guarded if the owner of this land had some degree of awareness. Given his history, the beast knew that a leader was not always guaranteed to be a good one. If one had a way with words it was all too easy to make themselves seem more capable then they actually were. Maybe the owner of these land would fall into that category, or maybe not. There was only one way to find out. Kissers parting, the beast allows a call to rumble forth. There is no demanding edge to it, the sound only as loud as it needs to be to catch the attention of his intended target.
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Word: 400+ OOC: Belial for Charm <3 partially recycled just to get you something fleabittengray
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Post by The Quiet One on Aug 7, 2023 2:04:41 GMT -7
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Post by fleabittengray on Aug 7, 2023 2:07:04 GMT -7
The Quiet One Yes please, it's just taking me a while to catch up.
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Post by fleabittengray on Nov 8, 2023 7:57:51 GMT -7
x CHARM The Coronation of a new King had happened not too long ago. Charm had been there, with Tef accompanying him as his beta. The two men had mixed and mingled with some of those in the crowd - most notably, Kida, who had always been of great interest to the Shire. He was so fascinated by her. Honestly, the only thing keeping her safe was that she called the Dark Royal Lands home, and Charm was not stupid or foolish enough to steal from his own King and Queen, nor anyone else in his Kingdom. He had to play nice. And being in a war right now, it would be quite idiotic of him to create enemies within his own alliance, those that may otherwise help him. At least, he liked to think that his alliance would help him... he supposed there may be some even within the Dark Kingdom that did not agree with his ways of doing things, but Charm was not one of these "new breeds" of Darks that believed in peace and harmony. He was much more old school. Meaning, he preferred chaos and bloodshed. He was stood in the doorway of the brothel building, trying to escape the worst of the summer heat, when an unfamiliar call rang out through his home. Curious, wondering who might be calling upon him on this day, Charm lifted his muzzle to the air and let loose a loud, rumbling call that would reach the harks of whoever was summoning him. As his call echoed through the trees, Charm pushed forward into a two-beat trot, his ears swiveling upon his head and his black eyes scanning the tree line until they spotted a multi-hued beast adored with some sort of skull. Snorting softly, Charm approached the other beast and came to a halt in front of him, his imposing size casting a slight shadow upon the other. Looking at the stranger, a brow quirked, Charm tilted his head. "You called?" he stated, flashing a handsome grin. The Quiet One w/ Belial 336 | ProfileSo sorry for the wait! 10 years 11 months, summer, mid-day, after Selven's Coronation
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Post by fleabittengray on Jan 16, 2024 15:05:45 GMT -7
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Post by fleabittengray on Mar 15, 2024 10:43:53 GMT -7
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