I'm Okay (Closed)

[emorli]

Tiel

Java;

The predominantly white and green female lays on her side by the edge of the water, an annoyed look covering her features. She rolls around on the ground until coming to a stop on her stomach. A pout forms across her maw and she rests her head on her paws, looking into the chilly, autumn water.

"I can't get comfortable," She speaks out into the air only to have her own voice reply back to her,

"Then move. What are you stupid?"

"What? No. I like it here. And I swear when I get my hand on you, I'll kill you!"

An offended look crosses her face and then she turns her head to the side with a little 'Hmph!' before she finally rolls onto her back and screams out into the air, bored and uncomfortable. Maybe her loud call with cause someone to come see what's happening.

[Blood]

Bane;

A crisp breeze tugged through Bane’s damp fur as he trotted over the grassy meadow. His tongue hung out of his mouth and his chest heaved from the long strenuous run across the plains. Shoulder and foreleg muscles rippled under his dark gray and blood red patterned fur. He had spent most of the morning near Wildwater Falls, but the forest seemed a better place to find some entertainment for later that night. After all, there was no sleep that would slow him down, he owned the night.

Bane’s steady pace brought him closer the the edge of the woods, his large red paws sinking into the damp ground as he neared a small body of water. A few trees and shrubs greeted him and he began to weave his direction through the landscape until he heard a voice. He turned towards the sound, and then saw the wolf responsible. She spoke, and then spoke again as if another wolf was talking to her. Bane squinted with confusion, but smirked with amusement, and then at the sound of “kill” perked his ears. Looking around to see if there really wasn’t another wolf around, Bane slowly circled closer without revealing himself. This she-wolf was definitely messed up, and he was itching to mess her up even more.

The green and white she-wolf screamed in annoyance which made a shiver of anticipation run down Bane’s spine before he stepped out behind the upside down female. ”Need me to kill you instead? I’d be honored to make you scream some more.” Bane let his black and golden eyes linger on the open and vulnerable body of the she-wolf, his jaw parted in a malicious grin that dripped with greed for the taste of blood.

[emorli]

Java;

The sea-foam female rolls back around, distracted from the petty argument happening in her own head, Her eyes dull out in annoyance, the color in her iris' beginning to become muter in tone. She deadpans at the male, standing up, allowing her unexceptional form to be visible. She furrows her brows, not pleased by the offer.

"Well, not ME. Sumat." A tone overlaps her words as if her intentions would be understood by the male already as she whole-heartedly believes that everyone else can hear the voice that's trapped in her mind.

The extra set of thoughts, given the name ‘Sumat’, releases a small chuckle within Java’s mind.
“Pssh. Good idea. Go ahead make him mad at you. Let me fix more of your messes,” She spews with a sarcastic tone.

Java recoils into herself, a massive headache pouring against her skull as Sumat tries to force her to give up control over the wolf’s body. Java squeezes her eyes shut tightly and clenches her jaw, earning a screeching sound from her molars gritting against one another. Even from the outside, it's visible when Sumat pushes against Java's consciousness, as she grimaces with each bout of pressure. Her head feels as though it would explode any second.

Finally, she shouts out, her voice wavers from a screech to a shout as the offensive power symbol flickers, until the end of her words is a shrill scream and the glowing claw-marks remains splayed across her eye,

"Okay! Okay. You win." Java's body slums for a moment, her posture exhausted. A few seconds is all it takes for her to pull herself back together, the glint in her eyes completely different from before. Her eye gives a twitch and she comfortably relaxes in her spot. She watches the male closely with a sinister grin plastered on her maw.

"Trying to show Java some fun? And to think that you don't even have the decency to ask if I want to be involved. Disappointing, to say the least." She pokes at the male, simply trying to get a reaction out of him, and she doesn't hide it very well with the mischievousness reflecting in her bright, jarring orbs and the large smile stuck on her features.

[Blood]

Bane;

At the sound of his voice the female turns over and her eyes give him a look of annoyance like he had interrupted her from some very important conversation that she had been in the middle of having... with herself? Hardly the reaction he was expecting. She slowly drags herself up, not the slightest sign of hast or defense as he had just offered to kill her, only an unamused glare as if he had just told a bad joke and nobody laughed.

”Sumat? Your friend?” Bane drawled out his words in a very questioning way with a good sprinkle of confusion too. His head dramatically browsed the near surrounding making it obvious to the insane she-wolf that she needed to make herself more clear about who this “Sumat” was and how he was to kill... it.
A sudden spasm seemed to come over the female as her eyes squeezed shut and every muscle in her body clenched and seemed to twist with pain. An unearthly sound seeped past her clenched fangs and Bane flattened his ears from the discomfort of how piercing her cry was becoming. The screeching fell in and out and somehow left a dull throbbing in his head by the time it had finished. This agitated Bane enough to imagine leaping at the she-wolf’s throat and ripping out her wind pipe to end the terrible screams. Usually pain filled cry’s gave him pleasure, but hers for some reason gave him a headache instead, and that was just annoying. Annoying and unnatural until he saw the flickering glow of a power mark that was slashed over her eye, then he understood the reason of her headache giving screams. Bane began to rethink his previous comment of wanting to make her scream some more.

It had been a while since Bane had come across a creature like this, and for some reason his memory brought up another shadow user that had been in his past. But that was the past, and this was definitely something different than just shadows, this was a whole new level of offense that could get rather dangerous. This was a psychotic battle between mind and will. Bane had slowly come to realize that when the she-wolf struggled and then admitted defeat. Defeat to whom was his next question, but when the female snapped out of it, her eyes gave his stomach a little tickle and he raised his chin with a new view on the situation. This didn’t seem like the same wolf from second before, not at all.

Bane licked his lips when this new she-wolf spoke, it was something in the way she used her words that made him sway his hips and take a step closer. His gaze stayed glued on the curve of her lips in the tempting smile she was giving him. ”Java...” His voice made it sound like a question at first, but then he turned it around, figuring that this must be Sumat and Java the one that had given up in defeat. By the power he hoped he wasn’t wrong. ”...didn’t properly introduce me.” His tone was inviting, his body language even more so as he stepped nearer and found himself directly in front of her, standing above her small frame. ”In fact, she actually wanted me to kill you.” His head lowered to her level, letting his next words soften as he spoke them in her ear. ”Disappointing to say the least. And what are you to do about it?” Bane’s smirk grew into a parted smile to match the she-wolf’s, his lungs took in a deep breath and he could pretty much taste her scent on his tongue.

[emorli]

Sumat;

Sumat watches the male move toward her with a sharp, iciness, her eyes boring holes into the male as he approaches and continues when he comes to a halt in front of her fairly average physique. She keeps her features neutral, emitting an uninterested, cold demeanor, despite threats made against her life. At this point in time, Java is attempting to push the same barriers that Sumat had just escaped from, the invisible cage holding one of the inhabitants of the shared vessel impenetrable without assistance. Assistance, like Geist and Siren, in Sumat's case.

Futile cries for help and ignored ruthlessly by Sumat, Java's control over her becoming weakened with each instance that she gives up control to Sumat. A grin spreads once again across Sumat's face, finding Java's pointless attempts at taking her over amusing. The weakness of the annoying consciousness is finally being suppressed back into the depths of the shared mind, where she was once confined to. It's only fair that she takes her turn now.

The male lingers next to her as he sends a whisper her way, earning a couple of flicks of her ear and the grin to drop off her face, bothered by the proximity that he decides to stand in. She shifts her eyes to look up at the male, her unfriendly, reserved gaze doing little to offer up much more information to be unwillingly given about herself. She lets a smirk creep onto her lips.

"I could hear. She's become quite rude recently." Sumat allows her words to fall smoothly from her vocal cords, her honeyed voice calmly reaching out for any ears to grab onto. Her smile grows further as she thinks of what she's to say next, allowing the male some insight on where Java might've disappeared off to.

"I think I'm punishing her a lot more than is perceived. Although, I still am forced to listen to her complaining."

Sumat allows her posture to relax ever so slightly as she shifts her stance from a completely neutral one to something a bit more comfortable for her to remain in. She willingly throws an introduction at him, given that Java was too rude to even introduce the two,

"Well, I'm fairly sure it's obvious, I'm Sumat." Her tone matches closely to the unnamed male's own as she mimics his whisper with a small lean in of her own, not quite trying to reach too close to his ear.

"Who might you be?" She flashes an interested grin, the male proving to possibly reward her with something entertaining, an occurrence that is rare to come by and a privilege that she can now take full advantage of thanks to the recent events involving a certain White Wolf.

[Blood]

Bane;

Each expression changed on the she-wolf’s face was uncertain. Bane couldn’t tell if it was his actions or if it was a certain conversation happening inside of the psycho’s pretty little head that was causing her to glare or smirk. Either way Bane didn’t care, as long as he could get some blood out of it, that’s all he wanted to make him happy. His stance broadened and his claws flexed, digging into the earth, no unpleasant look would make Bane stop his intentions.

”Punishment, I think she deserves much worse than just being locked inside your head.” Bane appreciated her change of tone, it was a lot easier playing with others when they played along, and honestly he missed that. Often times it was him having all of the fun when the other was screaming in pain or struggling under his death hold. With slow smooth shifting, Bane circles half way around the relaxed form of the she-wolf, his calculating eyes inspecting her body like it was a prey targeted for a hunt. What beautiful muscles and limbs, adorned with an eye-catching pelt. Any other male would be absolutely drawn to such an image, but the real treat was in her head. No one would suspect her messed-up brain before it was too late and she had them twisted in her little game of psych and then dropped them with her power. Bane was treading dangerous waters, as his headache slowly melted away, but he kind of figured she hadn’t actually been trying and that her limit was a lot greater than he might expect. To provoke this little snake would be risking more than he was used to. His strength and size and fear-inducing shadows might not be saving him this time. He noted that when his first approach drew no indication of fear out of her. His alternative, staying awfully close to her neck. If she chose to scream, all it would take him was a swift snap to her throat and she’d be silent. Forever.

His half circle ended with him at her other side, his tail “accidentally” brushed her leg as she returned her silky whispers in his ear. Bane kind of liked their whispering conversation, it helped the pressure in his head drift away faster. ”Doesn’t it get tiring, all of the complaining and disappointment?” Leaning in was iffy, but Bane did it anyways as his nose touched the tips of her cheek fur. ”Tell me Sumat, what is your freedom from that worth to you?” His voice couldn’t get any more enticing, but his words could. ”What if I told you I could set you free from Java?”

[emorli]

Sumat;

Taking notes on the male's reaction to her previous dismay at his closeness, Sumat raises an eyebrow slightly. He didn't seem to be one who would take 'no' as an answer, which is why the female was gifted with the idea of staying just far enough away so she wouldn't be lured into his little game. She stands up, turning swiftly on her heels, flicking her fail across the brute's front two limbs, beginning to step away from him. She took notice of how uncommon it was to have a wolf move in as close as he did when she clearly wasn't in the right state of mind, he was most likely taking the extra precaution of her power, and possibly assuming she had a weak bite along with it. Either way, putting more stress on him by moving away and allowing her more time to use her power once more made the situation more interesting, even though she isn't very interested in using her power against him once again.

Without turning back to look at him, she speaks back at him, lazily correcting his statement on Java's punishment,

"Trust me. Her current situation is far more excruciating than one can imagine." After all, Sumat knows better than anyone how painful sitting and being forced to watch another wolf make every single decision for the body you live in, without any power over any actions whatsoever as well as being forced to live and feel every physical and mental consequence that comes from those actions.

Sumat's ears twitch, one of her own types of spasmodic responses that she takes on from annoyance. He seemed to like asking questions but preferred answering none of hers. She rolls her eyes, not satisfied with the lack of an introduction on his part. Sumat wasn't dumb by any means and she wasn't completely unaware of the game her company was trying to play. It's not unlike her to play something similar. His 'subtle' attempts at manipulation didn't go unnoticed and weren't quite as subtle as he might think.

"I don't mind it. I find it amusing, actually." She turns back to him with a devilish look in her eyes and a bone-chilling grin made of ice, "I can choose when I get my freedom or not. You saw how easy it was for me earlier so I'm sure you understand." Sumat was taking full opportunity to force Java back away from control and this was becoming much easier since Geist made the 'two' her own little experimental toy.

She brushes his attempts at seducing her into his trap away in the dirt. His attempts at improving on whatever he said previously until there is no more room left to be more tempting and they go rejected with her own words shooting them down. She puts an alluring look on her face, laying out bait as obviously as possible to see if he'll take it anyway, trying to manipulate him into playing into her own version of his game.

[Blood]

Bane;

Whatever game she was playing, she played it well. To the frustration of Bane. Each advance he made, was turned away just before he got close enough. Her tail brushed him away as if she were dismissing him, and the touch arose both excitement and agitation inside Bane’s chest. His eyes followed her grinning mouth until she turned her back towards him. How rude. Pausing to survey the situation, the large gray male flicked his tail and wrinkled the tip of his nose in an irritated way. She was probably grinning from behind her head at successfully carrying out her main intentions. Which upset Bane more. He almost leaped on her then and crushed her body with his weight, but he held himself back. Forcing himself to daintily sit down on his hindquarters and with another flick of his tail covered his blood red paws. A different approach was required for this little game. One Bane had not used in a very long time. One that demanded self control.

”Oh I believe you. It would be hard to imagine what goes on behind your pretty green eyes.” Bane spoke smoothly, not letting his annoyance escape in his voice, actually he was doing a very good job of hiding most of that crap and giving his appearance something that looked calm and casually relaxed as he tilted his chin down and looked expectantly at the gorgeous female. He mentioned her eyes on purpose, hoping she would turn and show them to him, but unfortunately he would have to do better than that for she only flicked her ear repeatedly.

“I don’t mind it. I find it amusing, actually.” Bane listens and watches as Sumat turns her head around. Her expression and the dark glow in her eyes makes his lips show off a very sharp grin that bends from ear to ear. A soft chuckle follows, which Bane wasn’t expecting, but Sumat was doing a fine job of getting Bane more and more fueled with her personality. Each layer she offered to show seemed darker and darker, and Bane couldn’t help but feel the shadows swirling right under his skin. He wanted her so bad, but forced himself to stay put. Her pretty little face looked at him with something that set his insides on fire and the only sign that showed of his overwhelming struggle of self-control was a twitch of his ear. His eyes glowed with a dark passion as he watched her body’s small movements, wondering what actually was going on in her head at the moment because he knew exactly what was going on in his own. To try and give her a hint, Bane had one more idea to help Sumat punish Java, and with luck from the mountain, his plan would be accepted.

”If it’s that easy for you, then tell me, what is one thing that Java hates that Sumat absolutely loves to do?” Bane paused, letting the aroma of his words linger in the air as he flexed his forelegs and stretched his shoulders back lifting his chin to continue, ”Then the real test of control would be determined.” His sharp toothy grin glinted in the golden light of the setting sun, darkness would be falling soon which only added to the sinister shadow that seemed to be playing beneath him as it shifted subtlety as if he had flicked his tail. ”By the way, you can call me Bane.”

[emorli]

Sumat;

Sumat sat amusement plastered across her face as she watches the ears of the male twitch in irritation. She could see that she was pushing his buttons and he was straining to keep himself from losing it. With so many seasons of sitting and watching, she's gotten pretty good at it. While sumat muses the idea of continuing to tease him until he snaps, Java's voice is just a muffled blur in the background of the devilish female's fun. She pulls one of her black and white paws out in front of her and pulls her arm forward, stretching her limb to her shoulder and then she rolls them back, standing as tall as her spine allows, earning a couple of pops from her tight joints.

The male comments on her eyes, clever boy. She smirks at his compliment and once she relaxes facing him, she observes him closely, not bothering to hide her sharp gaze of judgment targeted at him for his physical self and what she's been able to gauge of the wolf that dwells in his mind. Once she's finished sizing him up, the female looks straight into his eyes with a smirk that's been resting on her face as she tries her best to find out what's going on inside his head, but before she is able to strain too hard, he pushes her closer to the answer.

"If it's that easy for you, then tell me, what is the one thing that Java hates that Sumat absolutely loves to do?" Sumat's smirk grows ever so slightly, her lips slightly parting to show her jaw full of daggers. Before she answers anything, she wants to make him be the one to answer her unsaid question, and she throws a vague answer back at him.

"Dunno. I haven't figured it out yet. Give me a few ideas and I'll check in with Java to see what she thinks." Sumat's inner thoughts only grow more satisfied once he mentions a test of control. She knew that she harbored the control between the two consciousnesses. Her mind also drifted to the chance that he was referencing the control between Sumat and himself, to which she was still working on figuring out where that lied at the moment.

The female's nose twitches, causing it to momentarily scrunch upwards and allow the green line of fur that runs up her snout to bleed into the white fur that surrounds it, before returning back to its rightful place.

Finally, the thing that the female's been waiting to hear; The male's name. Bane. Sumat's grin reappears and she takes the opportunity to try saying his name.

"Nice to meet you, Bane." As she lets the words escape her throat with her signature honeyed voice, she focuses much more once his name as it leaves her mouth. Her smile can't help but grow further when she flicks her tail to the side, trying her best to memorize his features with the sky beginning to grow dimmer with oranges, pinks, and purples paint the sky.

[Blood]

Bane;

He could tell that his question was turning around inside of her head because her lips gave it away. Bane's golden eyes watched the shift of her jaw and the pull of her lips as they parted the way to reveal gorgeous sharp fangs that he wanted cradled around his neck in the most tantalizing way. A number of other wonderful ideas took their turns slowly passing through Bane's mind as he stared at Sumat's mouth as it moved and formed words.

"...give me a few ideas..." Bane lifted his brow from the unexpected answer that came from Sumat. Why had he expected her to jump right on that offer like it was a fresh carcass of elk meat and share with him the most wicked plan she had plotted against Java. Surely she had had a lot of time to ponder death sentences; so much brewing hate couldn't have been brushed pasted so freely.

With his brow still arched with curiosity, Bane got his mind to thinking. What exactly was Sumat's ulterior motive? Bane knew wolves like her and they always had something else tucked behind their ear. Even himself, he had asked the question with certain intentions in mind, and now the smart little she-wolf was trying to pry them out of him instead. What a clever bitch.

"Ideas?"He let another chuckle rumble from his throat as he gazed further into the female's eyes, trying to decipher what those ulterior motives actually were. Maybe she would let one of them slip past her sugar coated alluring facade. "How nice of you to consider my help." Bane almost snapped, he was growing very impatient. This was probably one of the longest conversations he had been in without something physical happening and he was growing very hungry for something to devour. If this female was keeping him back for this long, he was now expecting her to having something pretty satisfying to show for it. and if he didn't get his way, he'd make it happen, one way or the other. Fortunately Bane was able to hide all such emotions with a casual stand-up and a thorough shake of his light and dark gray pelt. The red markings on his tail always looked like trailing blood when he did that.

With his fur neatly settled and his annoyance brushed away, Bane held his head above Sumat's level and took a few slow steps to her right, moving his body at such a smooth rhythm that it would give her ample of time to calculate his actions. He had no intentions of recreating the first attempt of getting close to her, but rather he wanted to circle her in a way that was inviting and not threatening, if he was even capable of making anything inviting. It was worth a shot, for how desperately he wanted her to look at him like she had before, and say his name in that tone a hundred more times, it was definitely worth it.

"How does playing with shadows sound? Does Java have a dark taste or not?" Bane didn't expect Sumat to understand his remark about shadows, but maybe she would. Either way, Bane had already activated his power, the mark on his shoulder glowing under his pelt, the shoulder strategically faced away from Sumat so she wouldn't be able to see it. As he continued to make a slow circle around the she-wolf, he very intricately, very subtly began to collect the darkness around him. And it wasn't hard at all, for the end of the day was making the shadows grow everywhere. Bane let his shadows stretch behind him, making a trail that looked like he was leaving spilled blood in his wake. He clicked his jaw together, and flicked his eyes from hers to her mouth, and then back to her eyes. "Because I have a very fun game in mind that she might not like." He was intent to keep her attention on his eyes and voice rather than his shadow, but if she noticed, good for her, she'd see them eventually. He simply wanted the transition to be as smooth as possible. Who else did she know that could make shadows dance like little rabbits or swirl around her feet like a river of darkness. Bane was so ready to demonstrate his power, but now was not the right moment.


((OOC: Emorli, since you're a mod now, would you approve him able to receive the next level and be able to cast the shadow dome, or does he still need more training? I'm pretty sure I have a thread for him in the pinboard.))

[emorli]

Sumat;

A maniacal grin contorts Sumat's face into a beastly expression, outlaying her entertainment. The though of Java having to be trapped and watch as the shared body was put under enough intense stress that it has no choice but to give up.
Sumat halts the corners of her lips from creating any harsher of a curve, catching the dark chuckle that was mere seconds away from seeping out of her throat, like deadly tar, from escaping. The amusement drains from her body, leaving her facial muscles completely lax and void of expression. The vacant stare on her face showing nothing but disappointment glazed over in her eyes. Her body freezes, like an error in her system.

She takes a quick moment to collect herself from the unusual blankness that strays from her usual smooth, yet snitty remarks and posture. There is an uncomfortably hostile aura that surrounds the male before her, so her natural instinct takes over and her icy persona coats her once again, but in an attempt to weld the gash her slip-up caused in her shield, she crafts it to be stronger, hopefully, unfaltering in the face of the menacing wolf challenging her defenses.

Java must be attempting to influence her. What a pest.

"Very funny. Java isn't scared of the dark. As you can tell she lives most of her time in my shadow anyways." Sumat lets a smirk twitch onto her mouth, her lower eyelid jerks upwards with the uncontrolled muscle spasm. The insane wolf opens her jaw to speak but is interrupted by her alter ego yelling in attempt to distance herself and Sumat from the intimidating male,

Sumat! Stop this right now. I won't allow it. You'll get us killed! Sumat's smile only grows,

"And, Java? Were you saying you'd love to find out what this oh-so-nice wolf has hidden up his sleeve?" The warning from Java only causes the hair along Sumat's net to stand up with excitement, her eyes lighting up with crazed exhilaration.

Sumat flicks her ear at the eerie, unsettling feeling of a larger shape growing near her. She stares intensely at Bane with an unfaltering grin. Both Sumat and Java know something's wrong; something is going to happen and Sumat tries to get Bane to see that with the gleam in her eyes, despite her lack of understanding of the full extent of her situation. The thought of the unknown horror hidden behind the honeyed smile of the wolf causes a tinge of excitement to run down her spine and create a small twitch in her tail.

"Tell me more, pretty boy."

[Blood]

Bane;

The feeling of control was such a drug, and Bane was addicted. What he was crafting with his shadows was just the beginning, and the rest of the story was falling into place nicely. He noticed the shift in Sumat's expression, and figured that his actions were starting to make her feel unsettled but she stood where she was and continued to do so. Her smile returned, more devilish than before and her words spoke up about Java being used to living in the shadows, But was Sumat scared of the dark? It didn't seem too likely that she ever slept in the shadow of another. Well, he was about to find out.

"Good. Then this game should be fun for her." Bane let his tongue lull out of his mouth as his shadows dripped off of him and leaked out covering the ground in a dark pasty ink. He breathed in the refreshing scent of fear that he began to notice waft off of Sumat's little white and green body. Her sweet smile hid it very well, but the scent of fear couldn't be hid with a toothy grin. He smiled back at her and met her bright chaotic eyes with an expression of his own that matched her insanity.

"Relax darling, it'll be fun." He had almost walked an entire circle around the she-wolf when he let his shadows loos. They stretched and flared out with a new intensified strength that encompassed the two of them in a bowl of darkness that slowly grew large and reached above them connecting at the top. A pitch blackness blocked out all light and left both of the wolves in utter darkness. Bane blinked a few times, it had been awhile since he couldn't be able to see through darkness, this might be a little more challenging now. Bane pressed his shadows together hoping to freeze Sumat in place with the weight of the darkness around her. Would she be a smart little girl, or was this her breaking point. "Ever played hide-and-seek before? Come and find me."

[emorli]

Sumat;

Confidence gushed out of the male’s crazed persona and the words that dripped from his mouth like liquid gold, enticing the female’s sanity to be scattered recklessly across her mind, leaving her with no intent to collect it back.

Sumat’s eyes lit up as her body began to be swallowed by the pitch black. Her body shakes, delirium burning within her being, pulling the sliver of sanity grounding her further from her grasp.

His eerily soothing voice coaxes the female into a vulnerable state with the promise of fun. Her frenzied stare never fails to stay focused on Bane even as he circles her, only leaving once the heavy darkness obstructs her bright green eyes, leaving her to pull her chin into her chest and click her young against her teeth in a disappointed manner, almost sad to see him go. The green fur along the female's neck and back stands straight up and her heart pounds against her ribs, being accentuated by heavy breaths, both from the dense shadow causing her body to feel deprived of air and from the thrill of the moment.

“Now, what would happen if I simply tried to leave?” The female questions in a shaky, excited tone, despite not having any intention of attempting to leave. This was far too enjoyable to give up so easily.

Without waiting for an answer from the male, she doesn’t hesitate to begin attempting to move forward to find the other wolf, but her body is forced in place by what felt like a mucus-like barrier.

“Come and find me.” The female’s smile presses against her facial muscles and she answers simply, in a breathy, wavering tone,

“I’d love to.”

[Blood]

Bane;

The darkness might seem like a prison of fear for some, but to Bane this was comfort, this was home. A shiver trickled down his spine when he heard Sumat's voice slither through the shadows. A twang of disappointment hit his heart when he heard what she said. She was fully capable of running straight away, nothing was holding her back. But maybe something was. Maybe the thrill of the unknown or the excitement of growing chaos was keeping her stuck in place. Maybe she didn't want to leave because she was enjoying the little game that Bane had invited her to play with him. He hoped so, he didn't want the fun to end so shortly, it had barely started.

"You can try, but where would the fun be in that?" He made his words slimy and satisfying as they stuck to the darkness around him that he slowly shifted through. From where Sumat's words came from he pinned her location and it also helped that the shadows where much like fingers, extensions of him. His shadows traced the outline of the she-wolf's body as Bane crept closer to her shivering excitement, letting his breaths land close to her face. His tail brushed her on one side before he shifted around her and whispered on the other side, "Tag, you're it."

He pranced behind her again, the tendril-like fingers of his shadows leading him in a little circle around her. "Come find me." Bane stopped directly in front of Sumat with a huge toothy grin on his face, he was pretty sure he stood inches from her. much closer than she would allow had she been able to see him. He could feel the pressure of holding such a large mass of darkness begin to squeeze his chest, but he didn't want to let it fade quite yet.

[emorli]

Sumat;

The female lets out a low laugh as she picks up on the slightly disappointing tinge laced between his alluring words,

"Don't worry, I've got nowhere else to be. I'm all right here, right now." With that, the female makes haste to find the male as her jittery smile grows behind the inky darkness. She stands as still as possible, with the exception of her frequent twitches, the pressure of the shadow was felt pushing up around her, even small touches by the male weigh heavily on the she-wolf's body. She tried to follow where the pressure was, hopefully keeping tabs on where he stood at all times but with being completely surrounded, it made the simple task not so simple.

With the loss of vision, and now not being able to feel where he is exactly, she relies on his voice. She picks up her paws as his words fall onto her ears, circling around her and enticing her to begin moving. She swishes her tail in an attempt to find out if he's stopped behind her, but with no luck, she turns her head, simulating her looking around and she tries to blink, hopefully getting her eyes to focus, but that fails as well. With no other choice, she confidently begins to move forward. It only takes a couple of steps before he collides with a solid body and she earns herself a quiet laugh.

"Found you." She says in a silky voice, she opens her jaw, bearing her teeth, until she stops herself by tensing her jaw and pulling her teeth back into a closed mouth and suppressing the urge to clamp around the male's neck.

It'd be disappointing for the fun to end now.

She then turns around to walk away from the male, brushing her tail against his neck and jaw then quickly pulling it away to disappear into the darkness, just as he'd done to her only moments before.

"Now, it's only fair if you have to find me." The female sits where she stands, without any clue as to how close she is to her playmate and she patiently waits for his response.