Bring Her Back To Life

[.:RaVeN:.]

How can you see into my eyes like open doors?

A graceful, black and ghostly creature leaped down from a low roof. The hind paws screechingly touched the gutter as she landed. The loud noise echoed across the alley. The wolfdog lifted her head and pricked her ears forwards, the amethyst orbs scanning the enviremont around her, observing for any sudden movements of the strangers that may be lurking in the shadows.

Leading you down into my core

She dearly wished for company, but something in her made her avoid contact with any dog, making her growl and bark at strangers, the urge to snap at dogs and humans alike who dared to come too close to her. A short and silent growl rippled her kisser, which slowly smoothened into a cold, soulless gaze again, her eyes seeming empty, as if there was nothing to hide. But oh, there was more than she could tell herself.

Where I've become so numb

Long sharp nails scraped across the rough pavement as she turned to walk away, her head hung lowly, the tail drooped again. The short, silky fur barely covered the visible bones and ribs that held the skinny figure together. Her shoulders pierced out sickly, the ribs were too visible to call her healthy. Since she didn't like company, she never got much to eat. She didn't care. Sometimes she wished she could throw herself infront of a car and her dreadful life would end.

Without a soul my spirit sleeping somewhere cold

But she lacked of too much courage to do so. The suicidal thoughts scared her more than anything, for she did not know why she would do such a thing to herself. Suddenly, she heard something behind her that woke her from her half-trance. Startled, she skidded around, the short fur rose slightly, anxiously. The eyes widened horrified that somebody had been there. She hoped it wasn't a human. Not the pound, not the police, not anybody. A bird? Squirrel? Cat? She wished it was one of those three, not a dog...

Until you find it there and lead it back home

[Echo]

A Deep throaty gurgle of a growl echoed in the dark alley-way. The gentle click of nails seemed closer and louder than they actually were. The growl turned into a blood curdling howl, making it all too easy to tell, this other creature was a leader. From the dim shadows came a massive black-pelted Wolf... with maybe the smallest amount of dog in him. Two dangerously daring yellow eyes stared almost hungrily at the smaller female turned to growl at the monster.. Called Blakh.

His stare made it all too Clear This brute was a killer, and a skilled one at that. Muscles rippled crazily under his sleek, but thick black coat, the tip of his tail flicking back and fourth. From beneath tainted black lips poked a set of lethal ivories, So huge it made the brute look more like a Siber-Tooth Tiger than a Wolf-dog. He snarled and stepped forward.. daring the new dog to challenge him.

Suddenly.. When the new-comer would probably snarl back.. Blakh nodded his head politely.. apparantly.. getting to his senses and realizing the dog was a bitch. Quickly he lifted his head back up, still growling warningly that he was in charge around here, and wouldn't take any bull-shit from anyone.

I'm Guessing a fine bitch like yourself would know where they are?... But do you think it smart to roam alley-ways.. with crazy males running about?

By the way Blakh said 'crazy males' You knew he wasn't talking about himself, infact he spat at the words even.. obviously having a problem with who ever the 'crazy males' may be. He stepped forward again, bowing his head.. obviously wanting to get the point he meant no harm to her at all.

Th' name's Blakh.. I'm what you would call the Leader around here.. Top dog.

His voice was young.. and warm.. but not puppy-young. Behind a deep and blod voice.. you could here the friendliness of a male... incredibly kind to females.. respecting every bit of them. His hot breath steamed up the chilly air, toes fidgeting.

Who might you bee Miss?

Again, his incredibly attractive voice smoothed out the situation.. Damn.. if he wasn't such a Killer.. and I were a dog.. I'd take him myself. So sexy..

^^ LMFAO.. So sexy.. Rofl

[.:RaVeN:.]

Raven's cold expression remained on the terrorstained face, the orbs narrowed to evil-looking slits, not showing any form of submission or dominance at all, simply being who she really was. A Loner. She did not trust the male, even with his harmless gestures towards her after he recognized she wasn't out for him. The hair along her back flattened, and the tail drooped slightly, giving a casual feeling around her. She was not afraid, not happy or warming towards this brute either though.

He looked wolf, and she wondered, if he was all wolf, or like her, a hybrid. Unlike her, he did have quite a muscle beneath the handsome black pelt, making him look even larger. She, on the other hand, only had the height to match too, knowing, if this would end in a fight, she'd surely lose against his strength, but not his speed and strategic mind. Purpleblue eyes glanced the brute up and down, trying to guess if it was safe to reveal her name to him.

Her head was held equally high, telling him it did not interest her if he was the leader or not, but also that this didn't mean she wanted to challenge him for his territory. She didn't want to be in this town at all. She'd prefer to find a pack outside of the city, but feared to be yet again rejected. She cleared her throat, trying not to sound too murky, but failed as she began to speak.

"I do not care about these 'Crazy Males' you speak of. I don't even know what kind of crazy you mean. But for the name, I'll give you the name I rarely respond to, as it brings back so many memories. Enigma. It means darkness, mystery, lost. I only hear to the name Raven, that I have given myself, as my true name makes me seem worse than I look."

[Echo]

Blakh tilted his head, staring uneasily at her eyes.. such a distinct color. But quickly the brute was out of the trace, and a deep growl had set in once again. The female talking like she were some Elder.. and knew every bit of the world. ' Smart ass... ' Blakh mumbled to himself the shoved his way towards her.

' Well You should... Once one has gotten what he wants from you.. He'll always be folowing you.. breeding with you whenever he pleases.. especially when your ready to breed... Now I don't think someone like yourself would want that to happen, being in a weakened state. I have a right to breed with any bitch I wish.. But I'm not like that.. But Maverick.. He's another story.. for another time. '

He spat out, raising his tail dominantly.. obviously trying to make the fae submit to him.. BUt maybe it was fear.. he never was so harsh on females.. maybe it was fear that when she got her strength up, she would try to take over his pack. But Blakh knew for a fact that would never happen.. a female could fight for a pack, but very rarely did she win.

[.:RaVeN:.]

Walk the dark path

A short smirk wiped away the frown, but soon turned into a dreading grimace. A invisible bloody tear ran down the side of the Fae's black-pelted face. Her expression was as stone cold, as it could possibly be. It almost petrified those she looked upon. The sight of the black brute sunk into her freezing purple orbs. It was as if a snow drift had covered the place with icicles. The breath she exhaled infront of her muzzle seemed as if it would burn the imaginary cold.

Sleep With angels

The brute of course could not know, she was inable of giving birth. She could also very well defend herself. And she would not, repeat, would not trust anyone. Not follow anyone. Not submit to anyone. They could attack her, go for her throat, but she would remain her firm, and stand tall, for the little hope that still existed in the hollow skeletal mind struck with terror of the past.

Call the past for help

"I am very sorry to tell you, that I can no longer deliver anyone's kin. I have been long gone stolen of that 'gift'." The 'gift' was spoken sarcastically. She took a long breath before she went on with the mournful, beautiful voice. "I can very well defend myself, thank you. Do not think of me being a smart ass, for I absolutely do not think of taking over any territory at all. I merely do not want to follow anybody, or follow any orders in that order. I don't care if I am bred with. I do not care if I am injured. And that is something not many would stand up against, so leave me the last little hope and life that is left in me, and do not steal it with pride."

Touch me with your love

Raven narrowed her eyes again. She could easily gain a male's heart to protect her. She could also be more open to regain the friendship of a pack. But she lacked the will to do so. All the males she had met were either power-hungry, rapist or too proud for her likings. All the packs she had met laughed at her, or were too cheerful. She simply did not fit in, and she excepted that. What it took was others to except it.

And reveal to me my true name

[Echo]

Blakh sat down, his tail laying on the sidewalk flicking up and down every few seconds. His nails clicked uneasily on cement, trying to see things from Raven's point of view. A female who was unable to bare young on these streets.. was a dead female. One of his ears was flopped over at it's tip, probably from the dog in him. Blakh scrunched up his face in a confused look, then parted his jowls to speak.

" Oh.. Now I see... You're a suicidal Mutt, thinking there is no point in living. Sometimes I think the same. But Baby.. You don't see me even thinking about suicide.. when it's obvious the thoughts are always sneaking up on you. Am I Not right? "

He raised a brow, curious if his words were accurate. His chest heaving, muscles rippling beneath a sleek black pelt showing extreme strength, but Yellow-hazel eyes intelligent enough to show he was no dumb-ass, and was infact very smart and not one to forget or miss something. His ear twitched as a house-fly landed hungrily on him, as if his ear wax would be a nice snack. The bug flung off and splattered on a brick wall.

He grinned, half laughing at the bug guts, then turned his peircing gaze back at Raven, who seemed just as confused as him at the moment. He thought to himself, She can't use big words forever, She'll stop talking liek a smart ass soon and act her age.. not like she a friggin' Old Bag.

[.:RaVeN:.]

A low growl escaped from beneath the shallow face. The ears on her beautiful crown flattened in an aggressive feature, the humongous ivories piercing the tough blackness of the rest of her appearance. It was either dogs were too proud or too naive to know what it was like for her, to fend for herself. She learned to speak the tongue of the dogs she passed, learned to act ways dogs had acted in the pound, learned to fight by looking at the retired fighting dogs brought into the euthanizing room.

Her orbs seemed to be aflame, a faint blaze of anger flickered beneath the amethyst iris. Her pupil almost narrowed to an evil slit. She was not as everyone thought she was. She was not suicidal, and not a sad, morbid creature only. She could let out the evil lurking beneath her, but she did not want to end up a sluttish murderer. And she did not want to end up like Blakh.

"How would YOU know what I've been through? I've only known terror and rejection since I was born. But I am not suicidal. Say, if I was, wouldn't I have gone to the all-mighty Blakh to kill me?" Her eyes sparked as a long smirk mixed with the defensive growl. She did not want to fight with Blakh, but it seemed, he left her no choice. She knew, that he was thinking she was a smart-ass, for his expression basically told his mind.

She only talked smart because it was what she was thinking, her opinion. Sometimes, it appeared males thought of females as weak, little creatures, play-objects, easy targets. But in truth, it was not so. She was also angered about his reaction to her telling him, she was sterilized. What was wrong with it? It wasn't HER choice. She knew it was unlucky, since it ment that she was an easy victim for rape artists. The only glitch, is that they'd have to catch her first. And that was NOT easy.

[Echo]

Blakh couldn't help but grin at her words. They had a lot in common, and Raven obviously thought she was the only one in this world with that life-story. But Blakh's.. His was equally the same.

" I knew very well who you were before you even spoke your name. I knew your mother, I knew your Crazy Ass Father. I know what you've been through, because I've been through it myself. Don't make yourself a fool Raven... or You'll end up JUST like me. Not that I have a problem with being myself. "

The Big Black brute paused, flicking his tail at a fly again and taking a deep breath before continuing.

" In fact.. The Sweet tangy blood of your Brothers... Isn't that bad on your tongue you know.. "

He licked his lips, and gave a hungry stare at Raven, giving out the known fact he was indeed a cannibal, and did not plan on changing his appetite anytime soon. Slowly, he placed a paw

ooc;
finish it later