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Post by big daddy lizzeh. on Oct 14, 2010 17:29:08 GMT -5
[atrb=border,1,true][atrb=width,394,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true] | [bg=#54372C]A sudden mood swing caused Malice to snort shortly, rolling her eyes at Aiden's words. Of course, he would think that this wolf was no problem. But, what if they were a spy for a herd? Just like the Zunden had allied with the eagles and Rocas and Liberta had the ravens, others could use the creatures of Isola to their advantage. Ears tilted back slightly upon the ashen mare's head, and she stared directly at Aiden. Her jaw clenched, and she let her nostrils quiver fainly. Small swirls of smoke rose around her hooves, and she shook her head quickly, crimson eyes blinking a few times before she finally unclenched her jaw to speak. You always think of something, the mare spoke, almost sarcastically, and flicked her tail in annoyance behind her.
Boy, was she moody today. Perhaps she should've taken a bit more time before she had come back in search of Aiden. His attitude toward the situation wasn't exactly helping her mood. Another shake of her head, and Malice glanced around the territory, the feeling that someone was watching them having gone. What if it was a spy? Pushing the thought quickly out of her head, she concentrated upon Aiden once more. I will leave you be, Aiden. You don't need to have me lingering like a lost soul, the mare dipped her head slightly to the Lead, and turned to leave. She had paused before she went, as if half expecting the stallion to stop her from leaving.
However, without giving him a second thought, she trotted away from him, tail flicking behind her slowly. Crimson eyes slid so they were half-closed as she headed toward one of her favorite spots within the territory - closer to the volcano at the northern border, to where the rocks grew so hot, it seemed to radiate the heat through one's body. A small smile crossed her maw as she disappeared into the shrubbery, not even thinking about if Aiden would follow her or not. |
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Post by Vel on Oct 29, 2010 20:56:47 GMT -5
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Aiden drew his ears back as Malice rolled her optics and snorted at his words. What was her problem? It was just a bloody wolf. Who cared? Other Zunden wouldn't think twice about the mongeral. They would probably chase it, play with it a bit, and then dispose of it.
"If it bothers you so much Malice, just go and take care of it. It can't be far from where you saw it last." he said dryly in retort to her own sarcastic comment. As he got older, Aiden started having mood changes. One minute he would be happy (well as happy as a blood thirsty murderer could be) and the next, he would snap at horses and expect them to be mind readers.
Aiden's eyes narrowed for minute as he set a small bush on fire. Really, if she was so concerned about it, then why didn't she just get her lazy ass over there and kill the damn thing? It didn't make any sense to Aiden. Then again, no mare made sense to him. They were too complicated.
Aiden turned only to see Malice trotting away. This time it was his turn to roll his eyes. Mares. He shook his head and set another bush on fire. Where was she going anyway? Was she expecting him to follow? Did she want him to follow?
After thinking about it, Aiden deiced to jog after her. He was set out to find out what her problem was, even though he knew that horomones were probably the answer.
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