Hypnotizing Eyes [Open]

[Blood]

Goblin;

Goblin watched wide-eyed as the green male had stepped in front of her and the other male. His voice was a deep rasp that was slowly growing on the small she-wolf and was filling her head with pleasant words. He actually said that he would not fight for her sake and her wishes, was that really true. She stared at him as he turned to face the black and blue male, and Goblin wondered if he was actually honest. It didn’t look like he was trying not to fight. It looked like he was getting ready to fight. Goblin took a step back, the green male may be trying to protect her as the other male advanced with a very unpleasant smirk on his face. He lifted his paw to the side of the green male’s face and Goblin just about squeecked in fear. However, she only managed to stumble back and landed on her rump with her tail stuck between her legs.

At his words, “I could snap your neck right now,” Goblin was panicking and let a soft cry part her maw as she scrambled up from her bottom and turned tail and ran, tripping down the hill and falling flat on her nose. A sharp grunt finished the fall and she couldn’t help but whimper in pain as her lips twitched and eyes began to tear up. How could she be such a clumsy nobody. The handsome green male surly wouldnt want to see her like this, and she made sure he wouldnt, as she stumbled forward again, and continued away from the scene with tears starting to fall from her eyes.
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Goblin thought that hiding in a bush would keep anyone from following her scent, but at this point she didn’t really care. A waterfall had sprouted from each of her pale yellow eyes and didn’t seem to stop flowing as she whimpered quietly to herself. She had tried to stay strong, she had tried to bear the hurt and burdens of her puphood, but it was just too heavy and she couldn’t hold it back any longer. Another sob shook her thin shoulders, and she burried her still hurting nose in her white tail that had brown spots ruining it, reminding her once again that she was a nobody. A piece of nothing that was marked as imperfect and worthless. Another rush of tears and another wave of soft sobs let Goblin slip into a hole of sarrow that she didn’t really want to crawl out of.

[Emorli]

(Ima use two of my characters just because I need to use both of them!)

Rijo;

Rijo hops around aimlessly, stopping every once in a while to view a different color than the ground. Eventually, he finds a shiny little beetle and, with his back legs still straight, he lowers his upper half down, his front legs flat on the ground and his face incredibly close to the shiny bug. He paws at it a little making it run in the opposite direction of his large paw. A small laugh escapes the male's throat, but after a minute, he gets bored of the bug and goes on to find a different one.

His next hoists his head high in the air with his ears forward, looking toward a bush. There seems to be a strange noise coming from it. But, another wolf approaching the male from behind causes him to turn his head.

"Oh. It's just you Talora" Rijo lets out a small sigh of relief and moves his body to face the female that he met on his way, well, nowhere really. He's just been wandering for a while, he forgot what his destination was long ago.

Talora;

"What?" She giggles at Rijo's reaction, "Did I scare you?" She continues walking closer to the male until she's about 2 feet in front of him. The female looks quite short and frail, smaller than the male who joins her, in fact, the proportions of her body cause her to resemble that of a fox, even her face is fox-like. Even though the male is larger than her, she has a more mature look than him, she's not as lanky.

A moment of silence allows a soft sobbing noise meet their ears, causing her to send her ears forward, trying to pinpoint the origin of the noise. Both she and Rijo look towards each other, but she's the one to speak first. "You hear it too right?"

[Calypso]

Valentine;

In that moment, he had to admit that the female was slightly annoying. She jumped at every movement and seemed to cry over everything. But no matter. She was emotional and had felt happiness over a wolf merely stepping in front of her. Gullibility was evident all across her, which was a good thing. But right now he had to shift his focus.

"No, I'm not. I'm not going to let you kill me for no reason. I have done nothing to you, so I have no reason to just let you kill me. But, unlike you as far as I can tell, I have manners. Even though my prize has run off, she still stated that she didn't want us to fight. At least if I gave you the first move I can say I fought back out of self defense, which immediately gives me the right to kill you." Luckily, the crying she-wolf had already fled the scene before he mentioned his "prize". He had given away his plans for the female, but who cared. "Plus, you don't seem to have any interest in her, so why continue this? What is the point in fighting me if it won't get you anything? Or are you one of those idiots who attack just for the fun of it?" He was likely making the male more angry, but he actually wanted the male to go away. He had to go chase down his female before she got too far away for him to get back to. Plus, the scent of other wolves suddenly filled his nose. If they got to her before he did, who knew what would happen. Perhaps he could...as tempting as it was, turning his back on the male in that moment was a bad idea. He merely took a few steps back, moving his face away from the male's lifted paw.

[Argus]

A smug smirk lifted Brone's face as the wolf's true colors revealed themselves. It was a shame the female had run off before she got to see it. A real shame. He did find it annoying how she acted as though he had actually killed her green knight in shining armor. He had only threatened the male a little and he honestly didn't see what was wrong with that. It didn't really matter much to him since he wasn't the one who would have to deal with her.

"Manners? I didn't realize pretending to be something you're not was what we're calling manners now. Does it now? If it gives you the right to kill me, why haven't you?" Brone smelt the two others from a distance and laughed internally. More wolves to spoil this one's plan of making the female his. " There is always a point in fighting. It just may not be one you agree with. Guess what though? I don't care if you agree with me or not. And in case you haven't noticed we're still talking so I haven't attacked you Yet. However, I don't intend to fight you and I never did. All that I said about exchanging a few words with you then being on my merry way was true." With that Brone turned back in the direction he had come from and walked off. He was still chuckling to himself although it was no longer internally.

Exit Brone.

[Blood]

Goblin;

The exhausted female began to fall under the spell of sleep. Teetering back and forth on the gray line of consciousness as her swollen eyes failed to stay open, but then a thought of worthlessness resurfaced, and another wave of sobs would shake her shoulders, wrenching her back to her unpleasant reality. This continued to repeat until her breathing sounded like soft wheezing and her entire face was moist with tears. There seemed to be no more tears she could possibly shed when her tired body slowly began to fall into the darkness of sleep, but voices relentlessly dragged her back to her senses and the scents of two strangers filled her nose as she took in a shaky breath. Fear gripped her body as she realized how close they actually were. They must have snuck up on her while she had been lost in her world of self pity and depression. The scents informed her that the strangers were male and female, but the fear crawling through her muscles didn’t seem to give her any other imagination than the possiblity that they could be there to harm her. The previous arguing males must have still been infecting her mind, because she couldn’t take her mind off of violence and those who would want to inflict harm.

In a scuffle of movment, Goblin rubbed her paws all over her face, sniffling as she did so, trying to wipe clean her soppy cheeks and sad streaked face. Her small pointy black nose wiggled as she poked through the green leaves of the bush she was hiding in. Two wolves came in to focus and Goblin’s wide pale eyes took in their unique appearances. The larger wolf had a glossy black pelt with a blonde face, belly and tail. Lavender accented his right paw, chest and tail tip. The she-wolf was a bright mustard yellow color with beautiful teal markings that added to her normally plain yellow and white coat. They didn’t seem to be a threat, but Goblin was always one to overthink everything.

[Emorli]

Rijo, Talora;

The pair listened closely to the sound of sobbing growing quieter and quieter, their own voices staying quiet. a rustling sound of leaves sends Rijo's eyes to Talora's to look and see if she heard the sound, which she did. Going ahead of his company, Rijo heads toward, where he believes, the noise came from. As he gets closer he can see the bush moving slightly and the sound of shallow breaths. He nods his head over to Talora as she stood planted on the ground, keeping her distance from the mysterious crying bush and refusing to go toward it. Rijo, still having a careless attitude from being fairly young, continues toward the sounds.

"Hey, be careful." Before Rijo arrives right in front of the bush, Talora whisper-yells at him, refusing to move from her place from the unknown intentions of what lies behind the bush. "Y'know, it might've just been the wind." The worried female tries her best to coax the careless male out of continuing closer to the noise.

He ignores the female and stops in front of the bush looking around it, in turn, he spots a white tail that looks dirty from the spots on it. His tail sways back and forth in a relaxed position at his discovery of a new wolf. "Hey! Talora come look!" He doesn't think before turning back toward his company and shouting at her, probably further scaring the already terrified female that hides behind the shrub. But, in response to him calling her over, she lazily makes her way to him, stopping a bit behind the male, still keeping her distance from the other wolf.

[Calypso]

Valentine;

In all honesty, Valentine had paid no attention to anything the male said in that short time. He was more focused on the scent of other wolves that he was getting, which was becoming stronger by the second. This thought displeased him, but he was relived when the black male in front of him had walked off. He watched as the male stalked away, half tempted to rush forward and tackle him to the ground, but he decided against it. He had better things to worry about.

The green male made a sharp turn to the side, trotting in the direction that the female had went not too long before. Her scent hadn't faded away, so he followed it until he heard voices. The voices were unfamiliar, which slightly irritated him, but he continued forward until he saw a flash of colors not too far ahead of him. He walked through a bush to find two wolves that he hadn't seen before, as well as the face of his female peeking out of a bush. He did take notice that one of the two unfamiliar wolves was a she-wolf, the gears in his head turning at the sight of her, but that was too dangerous of a move to make, especially with both the white spotted female and the other male there.

Holding back his annoyance of two more wolves showing up, he turned and walked towards the female from before, softening his expression at the sight of her. He didn't want to frighten her more than she already seemed to be, so he made sure he stayed in her general line of sight when he appeared. He locked his lime green eyes onto the other two wolves and lifted his head, eyeing them both but mostly focusing on the male. "Can I help you?" His voice wasn't threatening, but he seemed to slightly suggest that he was the white she-wolf's company, asking for her since she couldn't seem to do so herself.

[Blood]

Goblin;

She couldn’t take her eyes off of the curious violet gaze of the male and the sympathetic teal eyes of the female as they seemed to be coming nearer and nearer until she was almost lost in the colorful orbs that struck her with paralyzing fear. They loomed over her like giant bears waiting for her to come out of her little bush of protection so they could feast on her soft plushy flesh. Goblin’s eyes grew wide with the unstoppable imaginations growing in her mind fed by her uncontrollable fear that she seemed to be taking a strong hold of her in this particular situation. The male turned to the other stranger and his loud thundering voice sent claws in Goblin’s ears as they dropped flat against her terror tickled spine. Her skin crawled with a familiar feeling from her past whenever her pack-mates or parents would snap at her or bark hateful words at her. She shrunk back into the bush, but not before a bright green flash of motion caught her attention from the corner of her vision. With great effort, Goblin dragged her focus away from the gawking strangers and on to the trotting male from before as he steadily approached. A wave of relief unexpectidly washed over her and swept away the trembling that was teasing her sore muscles. Her green prince had come to save her once more, and as she watched him step forward, she couldn’t help the warmth in her cheeks from sending flutters down to her stomach. A strange sense creaked through the door of her thoughts and she wondered if this male was something special if he would step in front of her twice without her deserving it either times.

His familar deep voice was soothing to her troubled state and she could feel her aching body slowly unravel, layer by layer. The strangers almost seemed to be a worry hardly worth fretting about as Goblin continued to stare at her green savior that was glaring at the black male and yellow female. She wanted to open her mouth and spew her thanks and appreciation to the green male, and to ask for his name - because she just realized that she actually didn’t know it - and cry out with all her heart’s emotion, but the only sign of her operating any part of her ability to speak, was the slight twitching of her chin. How dumb of her to not be able to speak. Goblin dropped her eyes in embaresment, but quickly looked up towards the strangers and then took turnsstaring at all three of the wolves that weren’t hiding in a bush.

[Emorli]

Talora, Rijo;

The arrival of a new face, an interesting one at that, brought both Talora and Rijo's attention off of the terrified female, causing them to almost forget her presence and instead take in the features of the green wolf that stood before the two. "Can I help you," asked the male wolf, speaking for the fear-stricken female. To Rijo, the question sounded completely normal and innocent. He would ask the same thing if he found two random wolves looming over a sobbing wolf who happens to be hiding in a bush. However, Talora squinted her eyes at the male, noticing the focus on Rijo. The she-wolf turned her head to look at Rijo, seeing he didn't notice anything, she turns back with an emotionless face but decides that calling the male out would only get Rijo to try to convince her to give the newcomer a chance to make an introduction before he is to be judged. So, instead, Talora allows her male company to answer the question while she keeps her mouth shut, worried she'll spew out her true thoughts.

"We were just lookin' around and heard some sobbing," Rijo turns back to the female spotted with browns, greens, and greys, "Hope you're okay. Sorry if we scared you!" Rijo's happy-go-lucky personality and kind words usually send a smile to any wolf's face, the innocence interlaced with his optimism is something powerful in its self, but his friendly face along with his words are his personal unusual weapon, used to bring a smile to those who are down and he knows it. Both wolves are curious as to what happened to make this particular wolf hide in a bush, and cry her eyes out, but Talora it worried, even though she can become selfish, and care more about her personal needs, she feels the need to help the poor wolf before them. Her first guess as to what happened has actually just arrived, the still nameless, green wolf. It's suspicious that you find a wolf hiding in a bush and crying, only to have another one, not even seconds later, appear right as you find her. Finally, Talora decides to open her mouth and question the new face,

"May I ask your name?" Talora's voice is honeyed and sickeningly sweet, and she wears a smile that matches her voice as she's turned toward the green male with her eyes closed as she smiles. As she waits for his answer she slowly opens her eyes back up to a slight squint, where she's able to see the movement of the male, any discomfort, shifting in his weight, it's all visible to the small female.

[Calypso]

Valentine;

The more that the green male watched the two, he realized with slight amusement that, in his opinion, the male was stupid. That smile he was wearing was way too happy, too friendly. Either that happiness was just the way the male always acted, or he was putting on an act to seem innocent. He did question the male and found him suspicious, but for once it was the female that seemed more questionable. He saw the look that she gave him. He didn't really care much, for she was just a female, but she seemed to be trying to figure out what he was doing. Sometimes females had a way of doing that, and it was intriguing. But he wasn't going to mind it. At the question of his name, he did take a moment to answer. He seemed to be debating whether or not he should tell them his name. But he just shook his head.

"You can call me Elias." He looked at the yellow female with a slight smirk, a slight bit of sass in his voice as he answered her question. If she was gonna act suspicious of him, he was gonna give some attitude. He then looked back over to the white female in the bush, the one who he had protected before. He took a few steps towards her, stopping when he was just near. He could tell that she was upset, though he didn't know why. He was just glad to see that her look had softened when she saw him. It was definitely a plus. "Are you alright?" He had softened his voice and gave her a look of concern. Even though he may have seemed suspicious, his voice and look seemed completely genuine as he addressed the distressed female. That's not to say that he wasn't genuine before, but he seemed more soft when speaking to her.

[Blood]

((Sorry for the absence!!! I’ll get back to posting!!!))

Goblin;

The two strangers stood over Goblin as she continued to stare up at them while keeping most of her body hidden by the bush. The dark male spoke first to the green one and then he turned to her. His bright lilac eyes danced with cheerfulness and his voice was filled with kindness as he apologized for scaring her. The smile advertised on his face seemed genuin enough, and Goblin couldn’t help but feel a little more comfortable with his presence and not as intimidated. So much different than the other male on the hill that had been trying to start violence. She scooted a little further out of the bush and tried to smile, which only ended up being a twitch of her lips, as she told him that she was fine, but instead it came out as a soft mumble hardly audible. She tried to clear her throat, but she coughed once and gave it up, not wanting to look like a sick animal trying to hack up a mouse.

The female next to the black and blonde male didn’t seem as friendly and happy as her companion, and that didn’t give Goblin a nice feeling in her stomach. She watched nervously as the she-wolf eyed her green savior and finally spoke, but the voice that came out wasn’t what Goblin was expecting. Her question seemed too forward to be spoken by such a soft and sweet voice, but Goblin hardly thought anymore of it, for her face was now glowing with a kind smile that brought another smile twitch to her own lips. Goblin only assumed that whatever had been bother the she-wolf before wasn’t any longer, because she was all smiley and happy now.

The question had been directed at the green male, and Goblin was just as excited to hear his reply as the others. She had not yet heard his name, and she was quite eager to be able to call her savior by name, so when he smiled at the female and said his name, Goblin’s heart leaped.

Elias.

Elias was his name. What a strong and brave name. His tone of voice towards the other female hadn’t even bother her. All she could think about was his name. Her face was actually working now because a smile had poked at her muzzle and lifted her cheeks, even more so when he turned down to look at her. Her pale eyes gleamed with excitement when his gaze found hers and it actually seemed like he cared. Every single word was filled with a deep concern for her well being. Did he really care that much? He must have, because he didn’t bother to speak much with the other two strangers before first asking if she was okay.
”l’m-“ Goblin began, but her voice caught and she had to cough once and clear her throat a little before continuing in embaresment. ”I- I am okay. Thank you.... Elias.” Her smile was beaming now, and she couldn’t take her eyes off of the brave wolf who had protected her. Elias.

Emorli
Calypso

[Emorli]

((No problem at all!))

Rijo, Talora;

Talora squints her eyes at the males slight hint of sass in his body language and in his words and her head turns toward Rijo, who has no idea what the heck is going on. She rolls her eyes as she turns back toward the pair in front of them. In her mind, something was off about them, mostly the green-coated one, not because of his sassy attitude, but somehow she didn't think he was, well, real.

Rijo stands with a dumb smile on his face and a wagging tail, his smile makes his face look round and his eyes squint slightly. He gives off a warm feeling, one which Talora usually is able to fake even though the feeling is not as genuine as Rijo's, being that she doesn't have the same gullible attitude as her male companion. Talora can become annoyed with his naive, happy-go-lucky personality because of moments like this. She's not only fox-like in her looks, but her attitude as well.

Talora's eyes have a suspicious glint in them, not one that can't be noticed by most, but she's careful not to solely eye the green-pelted male. She turns her attention to the female, who’s just recovering from whatever happened before the three arrived, and sends a polite, warm smile with closed eyes. Talora, on the outside, appears to be a happy-go-lucky, friendly little girl, but she has a slyness hidden within her, one that isn't visible unless you become close to her.