Skreleen's Summer Den [Open]

[Peach]

Lounging outside of her newest home, Skreleen looked the picture of bliss. Her pristine cream coat almost sparkled in the late summer sun, making her glow. Her neck and slightly pink belly lay exposed to the elements, her tail sticking straight out.

Soft snores escaped her open mouth. She despised bright light, but the warmth coming from the sun was too hard to miss. Her usually rigid body appeared loose and relaxed, absorbing as much as it could in the short amount of time she lay out in her slumber.

This is nice... She thought subconsciously. Her mind wove this thought into her dreams, turning an average little salmon into a radiant monster before her eyes. She scooped it up and began munching on it.

In reality, her lips smacked together, her body making involuntary movements to fit the scene she currently lived. A strand of saliva spilled out of her mouth, trailing down onto the hard rock beneath her. Her nose snuffled and sneezed lightly, ridding of stray drops of blood.

She was completely exposed, yet comfortable.

Ooc; If you want to know the layout of Skreleen's summer
den, then you can find it here. You may base your reply on what
is described in the linked thread.

[rayn]

The scent of a fey,
The adrenaline of the fight.
This would be a glorious day,
Everything would go right.

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¡ The male was strong and dangerous, a predator in every way possible it seemed. His musk was woodsy and masculine, drawing one to him with the aromatic scent, then his eyes, golden ochre in color that seemed to hypnotize you into falling under the spell Temiron would lay. Well defined muscles lay under that thick, shaggy, yet oh so tempting coat of his; with every move he made, every breath, every step one wrippled or rotated. Though that fur of which covered him was slightly off the male was still just as handsome in a different kind of way than the others. Oh aye, a fine peice of male was this one, though what he did was the problem.

¡ A wild heart came with the bruja, making it impossible for any female to tame him, impossible for him to love pure of heart and soul. This fine day though the male was trotting through the woods, wondering what in the world to do. The females had seemed to just disappear for a while, leaving Temiron disgruntled and unhappy; all his life he'd been a chamer, a heartbreaker, risking it all and giving up even love of his sweet Lillien for she had left him first! Growling at the thought of the small, sweet black fey who had lured him in and then abandoned him almost all the muscles that lay upon his body went tense. Aggression coursed through the male for a moment before silently his head hung low for a mere moment.

¡ Lapsing out of that state that so often overcame him Temiron again began his exploration forth into the Bjorn Passes, this was where a feys den was said to be. Yet, the fey of which the others had spoken was to be gorgeous, only whispers had Temiron caught, though he cared not of who whispered them; the hunt would be fun, and the lure. Growling low within the depths of his throat Temi quickened his pace, snaking through the trees quickly, and at long last his search proved to be true because right before his eyes a banquent lay on a rock with cream fur all over.

¡ Ochre eyes going over the femme once in approval while a slow, charming yet "friendly" smile overcame his features; the warmth still wouldn't quite reach his eyes no matter what, instead they were smoldering with the gold flecks seeming to simmer inside. A delicate, small wolf was before him, laying upon the rocks in such a peaceful way. Seeing her twitch though and chomp in her dream a small chuckle escaped Temiron, "Dreaming, the fey is dreaming and it looks to be she's at peace..." Maybe I should not wake the beauty? That was his minute conscious speaking to him, making a mental snort bellow in the depths of his mind. Yeah, right!

¡ Brown fur covered the duke with strips of gold highlighting it, tan tufts came in here and there, aligning to make it looke like his fur was a bed of camouflage covering him. Gently the male took a step forward towards her, eyes again raking over her petite form as compared to his relatively large one. Wondering what she was dreaming about yet a funny little show was she giving Temiron sat down fairly close and just watched the funny little show, though the fey was a good one, he could tell that much.

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When all light fades,
Darkness reigns true.
Then the tyrant begins his raids,
That includes taking you.

[Peach]

Through the haze of sleep, Skreleen became aware of a near-by presence. The musky sent of a brute reached her nostrils, but the dizziness of her slumber distorted them, twisting the smell into an inviting woody perfume.

Her dream had changed to fit the alteration of her surroundings and the shadow falling over her eyes. The warmth of day had disappeared now, replaced by a cold chill. She was lost in some woods, cowering under a thistle. A milky smell enveloped her, mingling with the rich odor of placenta. She was a pup again. She was abandoned.

"Mama!" She whimpered out loud, her front paws paddling slightly.

She'd been in this situation before and although she knew she would get out safe, it hurt to be alone again. Her body trembled in the cold, fear coursing through her blood. Would she encounter some of the large birds that had caught her scent? Would a rogue wolf find her and eat her? It was her worst nightmare all over again.

[rayn]

The peaceful scene soon turned into one of where the femme seemed to be having a nightmare and his gaze turned troubled, more memories lashing at his mind and threatening his sanity again and again. Shaking that off a somewhat sympathetic old self shone through and he had the urge to wake her.

Sighing against his best judgement the male dipped down his crown...And his muzzle pressed against her cheek, a gentle nudge to her then another to her shoulder before stepping back. So feathery light was that touch, gentle and caring as he gazed down toward the femme upon the rock and the horrors she must be seeing.

"Wake now little female, you're safe..." for now, his mind whispered softly and a smirk crossed his charming features for a miniscule second before disappearing.

OOC: Oh my goodness my muse has failed!!! ahhh I'm so sorry, later I promise I'll make this better!

[Peach]

A gentle nudge against her cheek rocked her dream until only a light shadow could be seen behind her eyelids. Another nudge, this time against her shoulder, caused her pale eyelids to flutter open. The fading light of the sunset blinded her, but the face of a male above her was more shocking than anything.

Disorientated, she leaped to her feet, stumbling slightly on the warm stone.

I let my guard down. I LET MY GUARD DOWN. She thought again and again, the word beginning to pound against her throat. I let my guard down, but I can make up for that.

She hung her head low, so that it was level with her knees, her golden eye burning viciously. The other, a clouded gray, scanned him wildly, picking up the details that it could. He was big and had a dark pelt. He looked much stronger than her, but what Skreleen lacked in size and muscle, she made up for in cunning, quickness and the ability to climb trees.

"Who are you?" She asked, fire burning in her voice. "What are you doing here?