Paradoxical! [Tagged and Open]

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Yemen

He padded through the trees. They towered above, connecting in arches above his head. From what he had grown up being told, this was the "Forest of Love." Yemen scoffed. His calculative mind didn't believe in such myths. He continued forward, focusing on nothing in particular. Yemen was just passing through here because it was an easy short cut through the woods.

His mouth opened in a yawn. The views were very uninteresting. He was bored. It would be great if he didn't have to travel through this thick grove of trees, but it was the easiest way to get where he wasn't planning on going. Wouldn't teleportation be nice... Yemen laughed. He found it so strange that such an illogical existence could be so easily obtainable here. No matter. Yemen looked ahead. At the moment, he was travelling through a "legendary" forest. He laughed again. How absurd.

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Lydia prowled aling, small, dainty paws weaving through the trees. Her cream pelt stood out more than she would like, especially with the large pink and flame colored flower consuming the middle of her form. She was growling, and had been for quite a while, her slender head was lowered and neck bristling. She hated this place. Everything was too pink, the atmosphere too 'lovey dovey.' The sour shewolf hated the false prospect of 'true love' and 'love at first sight.'

Lydia thought if all those starstruck lovers and growled at their foolishness. Long ago she had once found what she thought was true love, but it wasn't so. The male only wanted her to pass down his genes through pups. When he found out that Lydia was barren, he abandoned her. The slim shewolf shook her pelt free of the morning dew, as if shaking off the horrible sappy memories. Wolves only fought for personal gain, so called good wolves sought for the power and pride. She was evil, at least that label had no alternatives. She was evil to the core and no wolf could change her mind.

She had loved once, but that had done nothing good to her, and since then carefully placed, solid barriers around her heart. She was beyond feeling beyond hope. She hated those who fought for live, for their cause was nothing. That was why she snarled when she saw a male wolf in the forest as well. He was probably here to pass on his seed like the selfish male he was.

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Yemen

He stepped then froze. His ears perked up as he heard something nearby. Yemen paused and listened quietly. The pawsteps sounded light. It was either a pup or a very elegant female. In either case, they were no threat to him. Now that he had established that fact, Yemen lifted his head and prepared to see someone.

Nearby, a shewolf was walking. He narrowed his eyes to observe her. She appeared to be an off-white with a flower pattern on her pelt. He cocked his head. What an odd coat color. Yemen shrugged. I have no say in such a thing. My coat is odd too. All thanks to these powers. He looked at her again. She didn't seem to pose any threat. It looked like she was just walking through the forest. Still, Yemen decided it would be safest to stand and wait for her to pass. He watched her carefully.

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Lydia's pastel coral colored eyes stayed fixed on the cerulean male as he turned her way slightly. What was he gawking at?! She took his side glance as that of a lustful selfish male. She was slightly surprised when he made no attempt to greet her. But that surprise faded away quickly and turned into suspicion. If he wasn't here for live why was he here?

Lydia was slightly curious, and no matter how she wanted to stubbornly defy her curiosity and head onwards, she couldn't. The cream shewolf sucked in a deep breath and raised her head and tail to a straight, erect line that demanded respect. Her coral eyes, his the fact that she was evil, too many wolves judged her by the cover. She was not just a pretty face, she was a force to be reckoned with. She wrinkled her nose sourly, her eyes narrowing, this way he wouldn't get any impression that she was looking for love. Because she was not!

The shewolf moved gracefully, like a serpent moves through the grass. Silent and beautiful, but venomously deadly. She stopped a few wolf lengths from him and growled, eyeing him with suspicion. "Why are you here?" She snapped, straight to the point. She wanted to go and join an evil pack, but her curiosity had given her a detour, she wanted to surpass this road block and continue on her way.

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Yemen


Obviously this shewolf was not going to just walk away. That was unfortunate. He wasn't really one to talk with strangers. Despite this, she had asked a question and it was only logical to reply. First, he had to be at the same level as her. She had straightened up, so Yemen stood to his full height. He wasn't extremely tall, but he was still a larger than average wolf. This allowed I'm to stand taller than her, keeping her from gaining the upper hand. It was a great intimidation technique.


Yemen looked down and into the shewolf's coral eyes. He didn't even acknowledge her growls and whatnot, as he still did not deem her a threat. Instead, he looked into her eyes and spoke calmly and logically. "My reason for being here is of no concern to you. And, just so that you are aware for your next encounter with another wolf, you usually introduce yourself before you inquire about someone's actions." He paused so that the information could set in. Then he continued. "For example: Hello. My name is Yemen. Why do you want to know my reason for being here?" Yemen then looked at her, waiting for her to introduce herself as well.

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This. Wolf. Is. So. Frustrating! Lydia wanted to strangle him and gritted her teeth irritably. He was taller than her, and he was a bit intimidating, but Lyd refused to show any weakness. She was sure that if he made a move, Sge could at least temporarily subdue him. The female only killed on rare occasions, this wolf had not done anything wrong...yet. Her cream coat bristled and her strap ears shoved forward, eyes narrowed to managing slits. She now knew he would not be intimidated, but her natural instincts didnt care.

When he introduced himself, Lydia was appalled. He was being friendly? To her? What a chump. She snarled quietly at him and took a step forward. "Well apparently I'm not your everyday wolf." She hissed through her clenched jaws. Yemen. What a strange wolf. Was he neutral? Evil? Surely he was not good, otherwise he would be chatting and trying to convert her. At least he wasn't typical. Calming down slightly, Lydia spoke again. "My natural curiosity begs to know, and I would rather be on my way. I have a pack to find." She stated, her words calm, yet her voice still dripping venom.

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Yemen


For the first time since talking to this shewolf, he let his green eyes narrow. She seemed highly hostile even though he had yet to do anything wrong. He could feel his anger welling. Yemen really hated it when people treated him badly without a reason. Since he knew that he would be stronger in a fight and whatnot, Yemen felt that he could risk losing his temper a little.

He let his teeth bare a little, and snuck a slight growl into his voice. "Look, whoever you are. I do not appreciate being treated rudely when I have yet to do anything. If you want me to give you a reason to hate me, all you had to do is ask." Yemen crouched and snarled, feeling his evil side emerging. It was fun to be evil, yet he felt that it clouded his judgement, so he preferred to stay calm and collected. His lips met again and Yemen stood tall once more, returning to his placid self. "Otherwise, it would be nice to receive your name, since I gave you my own."

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Lydia snarled again. Her lips curling up to reveal her pearly white ivories. She steeped back. No wolf had talked to her like this. This was so unusual...she liked a wolf with a but if a temper. "Three cheers for Yemen! He just earned a shred if respect!" Lydia's furious face relaxed into a gentler, yet still hostile smirk, her canines covered once more.

The barren shewolf sat on a fallen log nearby, paws clinging to the moist, decaying rot wood. Spring was here and was taking its toll in everything. New life. Yuck. She preferred fall. Everything was dying, draining if its youthful face. Lydia sat, her luxurious tail laid unceremoniously over her small paws. "I suppose a gaudy male like yourself can hear my name. It's not like it cannot be tainted more than it already is." A Cheshire grin stretched iver her muzzle as she hissed out her name. "Im Lydia." She snorted, she had once opted to change her name to something more fitting, but Sge didnt care any longer. Sometimes it made for Interetesting conversations.

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Yemen

He felt his tail brush the grass layering the ground as he sat on the forest floor. It was a nice day, but Yemen didn't care about such things. He was focused on the fascinating female specimen sitting before him. She was unreadable despite his best efforts and she didn't seem almost at all like a female other than the way she moved so gracefully. Her crude language and gruff mannerisms bordered on an aggressive male, but her name rang like the feminine flower blooming in her pelt. Yemen looked at her in wonder. What kind of life did one have to live to become like this? Without even realizing it, Yemen now wanted to know anything and everything about this shewolf.

Yemen let his green eyes meet hers' and held her gaze for a few seconds. He hoped that maybe her "windows to her soul" might divulge some of her dark secrets. To his immense disappointment, he learned nothing from her cold coral eyes. He sighed and let his eyelids fall. "I thank you for bestowing upon me the honor of knowing your name, no matter how ironic it may seem." His eyes opened once more. "Lydia, you mentioned a pack? Where is this pack and what is their purpose? I may not seem like it, but I have been looking for a pack to join for quite some time."

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Lydia let her grin relax into a crude smirk. This male was interesting. He was such a calm wolf. It amazed her. Most males would be trying to rip her to shreds by now. Ha! That's funny. She always survived fights. Lydia was by no means stupid, she wasn't completely ruthless. Completely... The barren shewolf blinked dully at Yenen as he queried about the pack she was in search of. It seemed he was interested in this pack, she cringed mentally of having to live next to this nuisance. Nevertheless she turned her creamy face towards him once more, her ears pushed flat against her skull. This was not in submission, but in expressing her frustration.

"I have heard rumors of this pack. It is not yet formed and so many high positions are available. The ranks are very well thought up and once they are filled wil able bodies wolves, the pack will be inpenetrable. I have heard that the pack is being formed by one called Greenfire. She has even made a truce with the tyrant Fjord. They are much like Fridgid plague, but perhaps more military oriented." Lydia spoke, her raspy, gruff voice edging on awe but never quite touching it.