- dreamy nightmares - {fallen}

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IT'S STUPID, CONTAGIOUS TO BE BROKE AND FAMOUS, CAN SOMEONE PLEASE SAVE US FROM PUNK ROCK 101!

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His dark body moved through the trees, tongue hanging out his mouth, as his lungs brought in air quickly. He got to the hill, smiling and breathing heavily, finally letting a loud howl pierce the silence that surrounded him. Well Fallen would hear him soon, he knew she wasn't far. Well here they were, their nightmares coming true. They had their own lands, their own pack. She was the alphess, and he was her consort. Which he was more then pleased with frankly. He would not have liked to be the leader of their pack, sort of co leader was more then enough for him. he knew she was much better suited then he was for that job. The male smiled a little and then shook his head slightly, feeling his neck shift slightly as he moved. Dante yawned, lips smacking together afterward.

He sat down, smiling a little as the thought of the dark fae entered his mind. well she was certainly a sight to behold. Well now he was like her. He was vampiera, turned now at least. He was more then content frankly, happier then being a stupid mortal. the male yawned, feeling his elongated fangs brushing against his lips as he let his jaws fall together again. Well at least they were happy again. Life had been complicated for a while, but now it seemed simple, and easy right now. Well he hoped it would last.


"I SPEAK HERE..."

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[MistressofNight]

The forest draped its arms around the newly awakened pack lands. The fog of the forest dancing across the ground, making the forest floor almost impossible to see. The wind was calm, the air warm as it settled within the dark forest of the Carroway lands. The volcano lingered high above, dark and threatening though it dare not erupt at this point in time. It had been inactive for centuries though it meant nothing of when it would erupt next.

A dark being tread through the foggy forest, the fog moving out of her way as she came forth, as if she was controlling where the fog had lain. Eyes of crimson shimmered within the pale light from above, the moon bright and full, as she preferred it. Darkness. The home she felt most comfortable in though the time of Dawn was another favorite. The sight and silent sounds of the morning as the sun rose back into it’s home in the skies above, it was a magical thing though many knew not that it was a favorite time of hers. The newly appointed Alphess held her head high, her tail erect behind her form. Her bat like wings held in an arched position over her back, making her appear more menacing than some would let on. She was a dark wolf, preferring the darker side of life. Her trip within the Xylona Forest had been a long one, marking her territory as was meant to as an alpha. She was finally living her dream. She lead a pack of her own, her lover at her side though her attitude would never change. While Dante was her consort, she would still move from lover to lover as she pleased, though now more would find it more appealing as she was now their leader. A slight grin formed upon her maw at the thought. How others would die to be at her side for a night. Dante had the privilege as he felt, but others would have to gain that.

Auds perked forth, the howl echoing within them. She licked her lips softly, head lowering as she tread in the direction of the Dante’s cry. It should be she who called to others, though for now she would let it pass. Her mind wandered briefly to the pups she left behind in lands she did not rule. Would they follow or linger there as they pleased? For now she wouldn’t let it bother her and let the memories and thoughts come in a time when she could be a lone to think. For now, she would enjoy the time she spent with Dante, the lover she had been back and forth with for months. Times had been rough between them and still would as the pack came to be but it would be worth it.

The trees broke open into a small clearing, his dark form lingering there. She raised her head once more, tail doing the same as she came from behind him. As she came to his hip, she nipped him softly, taking a taste of the life force that ran beneath his skin. Sweet, as always. His blood sang to her, drew her to him. It had happened their first encounter and it would happen every encounter till death.

“Dante m’love..” She spoke, her voice seductive as usual as she nudged him softly upon his nape. She came to his side, gaze scanning the terrain before her. It was hers, finally she had a place to call her own, “Our dreams have granted us finally. We are rulers of our own.” She added, sitting upon her haunches, taking in the sights before her. They reigned over 5 main territories though Xylona had become her favorite of those 5. She had traveled through the forest to the outskirts, marking as she went to be sure none dare to trespass. Those who did would be brought to her and either killed or spared depending on her mood and what good that being would bring to her pack.

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The feeling of her nip made his spine tingle, but not in a terrible way, pleasure seemed to move through his veins now. Dante stared out in front of him, waiting for the female to come forward, knowing she would speak to him soon. He could not deny a twisted connection between them, she had once asked him if she could keep him, and well now he was hers. He knew better then to wander off to other females, he knew she would have his head. Although he didn't mind just sticking with her. She was a strong female, and their litter of pups proved it. Their twisted dark daughter showing even more of her mother then even he expected. He could only imagine how much trouble she was bringing to the world back in their past home. She was dark and beautiful, with interesting markings to say the least, but he had no doubt she had males falling at her feet. He smiled slightly at the thought and then heard his lover's voice. He turned back to look at her and then gave her a dark smile as she stepped up to his side.

He nodded as she sad about their dreams coming true. They had finally gotten what they had talked about so many times. A dark pack of their own, a forbidden terra to call home, and nightmares abroad. He glanced at her through the corner of his eyes and let out a soft sigh finally sitting down next to her. A dark grin spread across his face as he leaned down, nipping her softly before taking off into flight. Why not play a little game, a dangerous game they always played, but it certainly was an enjoyable one. The one that had unexpectedly led to the birth of their pups. He doubt the fae would desire more, but in this terra maybe one litter would be good

”you speaking?”

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[MistressofNight]

Her fangs bare slightly at the return nip Dante had given her. The scar across her left eye shimmering slightly in the pale light that danced around them. The sight before her was vast, beautiful, haunted, exactly how she wanted it. The land that spread before them were now hers, as well as apart of her. She had also gotten her wish to be able to keep the male that stood at her side. Tail and head held high, crimson orbs looking down at her companion, a dark smile caressing her lips. The litter of 3 she left behind she hoped had grown well, perhaps they would move to be with their parents but there again, it depended on what lives their pups decided on. Her son Genesis would make an excellent leader if given the chance, though all 3 of them would. She hoped their lives would cross again, though she may not recognize them in their adult state.

She glanced down at his resting form as he laid down beside her. They had work to do, there was no time for lieing around now. She growled lightly, though jumped back as he took off into the air above. She stood and looked up after him, her bat like wings unfolding and pushing herself off the ground below. Her claws dug into the ground beneath, leaving small impressions of where she had been. She took off after him, gaining what speed she needed to catch up. In a matter of minutes she was directly behind him. She growled slightly, coming to his side, “Such a game you play..” She spoke simply, snapping at his legs though did not touch flesh with her slightly elongated fangs.

“Come come lover, show me what it is you want!” She said, laughing darkly as she flew towards him, as if trying to knock him off his course. She awaited what he would do next, wondering what fun he had in mind. Blood was something she definitely craved, though she craved it often. The sweet nectar of fully bloomed roses would work to though nothing beat the revitalizing feeling of getting fresh blood from a willing or unwilling, whichever, donor. Though the blood within Dante’s form sang to her, called to her. How she wanted it, just a taste, it would do her in but it would be worth it.

Her mind wandered slightly, wondering if another litter may be necessary to make the pack grow. She hadn’t wanted to be a mother the first time, though she had enjoyed it, amazingly. She missed her daughter and two sons everyday but she knew they had to live their own lives. With Dante now being at least half Vempira, it was likely that future generations would make the Vempira breed stronger, as she hoped it would. The wind cooled slightly beneath her wings, shaking herself from her weird fantasy. She turned towards him again, watching, waiting, for what he would do next.

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Dante had a feeling their daughter would join them again, the female seemed to seek them out, being rather attached to both her parents. Whether it was because of there power or because she was just close to them the male wasn't sure. Onyx was a tricky female, one he didn't even trust, and he wasn't sure that Fallen did either. He had no doubt she would turn on her parents if given the chance to take there land. He knew there sons would be large, thanks to both their sizes, not to mention interesting pelts. They had strange markings, but Dante had always enjoyed Gen's colors, thinking the young wolf was rather handsome, and would find himself a fine mate if he chose to settle down. But with the upbringing that the male had he would probably not settle down easily.

He smiled darkly, feeling the wind from her fangs as she snapped at his legs, his own long fangs showing from his lips. He laughed and then dove down, weaving through the tight trees, pushing off one tree, claws leaving impressions in it. He laughed listening to her taunts, he would not allow her to catch him yet, only after a short while would he allow her. His wings lifted him just above the ground as he dodged the trees and bushes that were on the ground. The male could feel her over top of him, his body twisting quickly and locked talons with her, growling softly as he flew upside down through the forest.

He licked under her jaw before he let his fangs sink into her flesh. He had twisted his neck, allowing her to drink as well, it would work for marking their territory. Spreading blood although that would work better. Most knew it was there territory though, they had been marking it like crazy, all the time for that matter. He let out a growl, though it was on aggressive, it was there way of talking to each other really. He felt the warm liquid running down his throat, the sweet dark taste of her blood trickling down his throat, it was the drink he needed, he could not live without.

”you speaking?”

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Their daughter took well after the two of them though most of her personality mimicked that of Fallen’s almost to a T. She was quite proud of that for she to carried the Vempira species strong with it’s poison like lust for blood which she and Dante always shared. Their daughter would find it hard eventually to find what blood she needed. She would seek them out soon as she aged further when the true Vempira nature took full effect. It was likely she would seek out her mother mostly, for she knew how to deal with the craziness of the Vempira personality when it was only just starting to take effect. Soon, very soon. Fallen could merely smile darkly in the thought, she would see her daughter again and she knew she would be fully grown by now and probably have males falling at her feet just so they could have her. Ah, a young Fallen so it seemed.

Her wings beat hard against the wind that passed them both, though they had no problem in carrying her weight. Crimson eyes watched him, the return show of fangs only excited her being more. Ah, such a tease her lover was, he would get what was coming to him eventually. She had no problem maneuvering around the trees as he did, she found it quite fun, exhilarating in a way she had never felt before perhaps because she had always had to look out for others when she was in fact now leader of her very own home and only had to worry about trespassers and the like. She growled low as he flew beneath her frame and she lowered quickly just in time for him to flip over. His claws locked with hers that had exposed themselves only momentarily. Her gaze met his of purple, a dark smile growing across her muzzle as she carried them both in the air above their home lands. The geography changed quickly, though not so much since they had not flown very far in order for them to change drastically.

The feel of his touch sent shivers through her, eyes closing slightly for only a moment. She whimpered softly as his fangs broke the skin at her throat though away from any vital areas that would provide her with the life she needed. She would have her turn, yes, she always had her turn.Yes, it was quite a different way of marking their home though to any who wished to enter, they had better be wary. The pack they now ruled wasn’t exactly the nicest of them all nor the brightest of places either. Those who entered had to share some sort of passion as they did, whether with blood or something just as dark and slight abnormal than other wolves.

She raised her head slowly, releasing his grip from her neck. She circled around until she came to the area that had met at first, to scan the terrain that was now their home. She landed softly upon the rocky outcroppings, being wary of his wings and back. She unlatched her claws from his own, moving to stand away from him slightly. She shook out her body, bat like wings folding to her back as she turned back to look towards him, “Come now my love, you have had you chance to taste me and now it is my turn.” She said, licking her lips gently as she approached him again. Her gaze met his, awaiting his submission to his mistress so to speak.

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He felt her request for him to release and did as he was told twitching his nose. He was grateful she was being careful of his back and wings, needed both of those to live frankly, damaging either would make him worthless. The brute watched his mate stand, watching her movements carefully, wondering what she would do next. He remained in his spot, able to get up but he was choosing to stay down at the moment. He watched as she folded her wings upon her back, purple eyes gazing into her red eyes.

Her words floated towards his ears making a smile appear on his maw. He leaned his head back whimpering, being submissive as they were towards each other. He awaited her cold embrace of her fangs, that would allow her to take his life force. Dante wasn’t overly submissive to her but there was no doubt in his mind that the fae was boss.
He would never dispute that, but it was the most equal reign there probably was of their species frankly.

.”you speaking?”

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[atrb=background, i56.tinypic.com/2qxt406.jpg] She tread towards him, her muzzle meeting his in a soft nuzzle. Her gaze was bright, fire seeming to burn within their depths as she took in the sight and smell of her lover at the ground beneath her. Her hips swayed gently as she circled him once, tail held high as well as her head in dominance. She was alpha female, a position she had always dreamed of having and now it was hers and here she shared it with the love she had always longed for, one of which they could share their lusts with without others thinking them mad. She knew he would not move unless given the direction to. When in the state she was, while lust took her form by force, it was unknown of what things could possibly go wrong in an instant if she allowed it so. She came back towards his side, her tongue licking at the side of his neck. His movement sent shivers through her body, the hackles across her back raising in ecstasy at the thought of the blood running into her mouth and down her throat, rejuvenating her body as it needed. Her mouth opened, fangs breaking the skin of his neck, feeling the warmth of life running down into her frame. It cured any ache and any deformity that cursed her. In ways she was perfect, unable to be mortally injured though it was still possible. She sunk her fangs in slightly deeper though tried her best not to rupture a vein or blood vessel which could cause many problems in the future, possible pain and death towards Dante and she didn’t want that. He was the father to her 3 and always would be and possibly the father of more even though it was still likely for her to escort another but till that day came, Dante was the male of choice. She released him, carefully removing her fangs from his neck. She licked at the wounds, tasting the coppery liquid one last time. She stepped away from him, going towards the edge of the rocky outcroppings once again to look out towards her home. Where were her children? She had heard rumors that Genesis had made his way here but whether or not it was true she was uncertain. Arizona and Onyx were another story. Were they still residing in their previous home? Only time would tell. She lowered her head looking towards her paws. Her wings remained stationary upon her back, feeling no need to take flight again. A soft sigh came from her maw, though quickly her head rose and a dark song rang from her lips, cascading out towards the lands before her and beyond. It only lasted a mere moment before the song subsided. She licked at her lips, gaze turning towards Dante, a dark smile moving across her face. Her words were simple, though something she often asked just to get a reassurance even when she didn’t need it. “Say you’ll haunt me. Say you will stay and belong to me.” She said, her voice holding a seductive tone in ways, moving back towards his form only to stop inches away from his face, wondering, awaiting any and all replies he may make. He was hers, as she was his whether they wanted to be or not. Their bond was strange though perfect in the wrong ways. Their genes would carry on again, though exactly how soon that would happen she was unsure. For now all she was worried about was getting her pack situated, as well as her life as Alpha Female of Carroway. Character: Fallen Pack: Carroway Gender: Female Lyrics: Muse: Not bad, thankfully Speeeeech!

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