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Himbo Tie 09-Nov-22 08:05 PM
TW: CNC, Violence, Hostage, Death, Blood, more kinks tbd (edited)
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Torstein Ohlson BOT 11-Nov-22 06:41 AM
Blood dripped from his lips and coated his chest as Torstein knelt down beside the fire, his body bare of any clothing save for a few scraps that clung to his waist in a vain attempt to be the pants they had been before. His canines had retracted, and his eyes were no longer pitched in blackness, his transformation back to this form complete. Looking to the other men and women around the fire who were in various similar stages of undress, he tossed a new log onto the fire before speaking in a low voice, “If no one else is going to say it, then I will; we cannot win this war if we keep fighting like this. We cannot keep meeting the humans on their terms; we must take the fight to them as we want them. These humans prefer pitched battles, where they have time to build their defenses and marshal their soldiers. We must avoid these fights, for they are far too costly for us.” The others nodded slowly, their eyes casting to the rows of dead werewolves that they had drug behind them from the scene of battle in their retreat. The fight had gone poorly, the initial scouts patrolling the border when they came across a patrol of humans. They had killed all but one horseman, who sped away swiftly deeper into the human territory. They had howled for reinforcements, and as they had sworn to do, Torstein and the others had dutifully come to their aid, only to be caught in the open by a force of knights and infantry that had been anticipating their arrival. The wolves were outnumbered nearly six to one, and even with their enhanced strength, speed, and agility, there were too many for them to come out on top of the conflict. .
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Torstein looked at the men and women before standing up, turning to address each of them with his words, “We lost today, that cannot be argued, but brighten your spirits my friends. This war is not complete, and the humans do not have the ability to kill all of us. If we fight smart, and we recruit more to our cause, there is nothing they can do to stop us.” Smiling and walking over to a large man with red hair, Torstein clapped his hand on the man’s shoulder before speaking, “Rolf you know where the plantations are. Go and offer the slaves their freedom if they would join us in fighting against the king. That is all we want, the freedom to live as we please, without their interference. Sell our cause and find us more recruits. Take however many you believe you need and make haste. The rest of us will avoid any large fights, so do not worry about stripping our numbers for this incursion.” Pulling the large man to his feet before clapping his shoulders again, Torstein nodded before stepping aside to let the man move to select his wolves that he would take with him. Looking over at the dead, Torstein felt his gut twisting in worry and anger. They lost over thirty wolves today. He had grown up around many of them, and the others had been like parents or younger siblings to him. Their numbers had taken a large hit, this den in particular dropping down to only seventy-three combat ready wolves. When the humans fielded armies numbering in the hundreds, it put into perspective just how hard his people had been hit in this careless attack. He did not want to break their mood anymore, but as he looked around him at the other wolves, he could not help but think that there had to be some better option than fighting the humans at every turn. .
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There were three main mindsets when it came to dealing with the threat that humans presented, both with merit and their own down sides. There were dens of werewolves that had chosen a more peaceful route, working to hide their existence and blend in with the humans as they expanded their territories. They moved into their villages and kingdoms, living quiet lives and trying their best to seem human. It afforded them safety until an accident occurred, and then they had no real way to get clear and defend themselves. They were caught and immediately taken to trials, where silver and other means of torture would be used to try to break them and make them tell of the location of other wolves. Not only was this dangerous for the immediate werewolves that they knew where they were, but it also brought on a look of disdain from other werewolves, ones that were proud of what they were. These wolves tended to keep to themselves, attacking any humans that came close to them and capturing them to use them as cattle. These werewolves wanted to remind humans of why they should fear the dark and the supernatural. They wanted humans to remember just how weak they are. Their aggression drew attention to them, but their isolation also meant they could escape easily. And even if they couldn’t escape, they could not betray the werewolves around them by giving their locations when taken into various torture practices. .
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The final view was the one Torstein championed alongside his brothers and sisters in arms. Stand against the humans, but do not try to take them as cattle. Try to find a middle ground where the humans would stop attacking and would allow the werewolves to take land and make kingdoms of their own. Torstein did not want to spend the rest of his life fighting the humans on the edge of the forests. He wanted to be able to settle down and live with his kin in peace and without worry of death around every corner. But he was willing to do what was needed to get that result. @EnchantedNymph
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Scarlett von Barany BOT 11-Nov-22 09:02 AM
"Your highness!" The sound of soft yet urgent footfalls echoed through the long corridor heading towards the war room. A light and almost melodic laughter could be heard as even more footsteps could be heard. Long flowing ebony hair nearly sparkled from the early noon light as the princess turned a corner. Her heart racing as she sped her pace more as she heard her pursuer growing ever closer. She had a task she wanted to accomplish, and nothing would stand in her way of accomplishing her task. A rolled up letter held tight in her grasp as she finally skidded to a halt right in front of the large mahogany doors carved with the Barany family crest. The ram looked regal with it's flower decorated horns, it's nose jutting out from the wood as if it were jumping to life in front of her. Scarlett reached out, stroking it's snout before her hands moved down and gripped the overly large golden handles. "Princess! Your father is busy, he will be furious if you interrupt! Please come back to the tea r—" The servant was promptly ignored as Scarlett pried open the doors, her head held high and her chin out. The sounds of the king and his councilors in a heated discussion filtered through only for everyone to pause midsentence from the disruption. Ten pairs of eyes turned to stare at the princess. Her ruby red dress complimented her fair skin and wide almond eyes framed by thick ebony lashes. Her lips were the same shade as her dress. Heart thudding inside her chest she stepped forward into the room, her maid stopping instantly behind her and looking like she was on the chopping block. .
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As she made her way inside her father's right hand coughed, his head shaking side to side as Scarlett made her way further inside. The letter still gripped tightly in her hand. Arching a brow the princess shook her own head in return, her shoulders rising as she shrugged. Her footsteps almost echoed in the room as all eyes followed her until she stopped at her father's side where he stared down at a set of papers. Her own eyes looking at them with a small bit of curiosity. Though seeing the word report atop it she instantly lost interest. The war was an idiotic endeavor, one that had begun with her grandfather's father out of fear of the unknown and it was one that was still fought to this day. Scarlett never understood it; didn't care for it. "Father." The king glanced up finally, his own eyes similar to that of his daughters looked on with annoyance but softened once he realized it was his beloved daughter, his ruby. His whole demeanor softened as he moved to cup her precious cheek. While the king was known to be fearsome to most when it came to his youngest child, his one and only daughter the man melted and those that were close to him knew that she was his treasure, a weakness. "My dear Scarlett, what has brought you here and interrupting such an important meeting?" "Grandmother has written... her health is not what it should be, father." The look on Scarlett's face was one of concern, of heartache. Already she had lost her mother to an illness in the year past and now, now her grandmother was sick. She chewed on her bottom lip a moment, her eyes going doe eyed as she lowered herself at her father's side on her knees. Her hand moving to take his from her face and gripping it. She would plead with him. Entreat him to let her go and see to caring for her grandmother... Perhaps he would allow her if she showed just how genuine she was. .
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"I would like to go and care for her with your permission. I shall take guards, and write often. Grandmother has no one else to do this father. Brother is off fighting, you are the king and must remain... it falls to I to make sure that she gains back her health..." Scarlett unraveled the letter and showed him her request, the queen dowager was not doing well in the slightest, having being bedridden for some time now with symptoms much similar to that of his deceased wife. The princess could do nothing but kneel patiently and await her father's judgement on the matter. His eyes scanned over the document for a second time, his lips turning downward into a frown as he reread. With a heavy sigh he looked at his darling daughter and then to his right hand. "Leoric, after what we have learned from the report... Do you feel it safe enough?" "Aye, Your Majesty. We can send some of the very best to keep her highness safe. The wolves should be wary in the coming months." The king stroked his beard, his eyebrows scrunched together as he contemplated. He felt Scarlett squeeze his hand again and he shook his head, chuckling softly. He sat the letter down atop the last scouting report and turned his full attention to her. "I shall grant this request... However my dear, give me two weeks to prepare and vet the men who will accompany you... To gather the provisions and resources you will need for the journey. I need to make sure that you need for nothing." The king caressed his daughter's cheek one more time before he summoned her maid to escort her out and back to her studies.
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Torstein Ohlson BOT 14-Nov-22 10:30 PM
Torstein felt the need to go with Rolf, believing that his voice and passion for peace would help carry the message just that bit further. But he had to trust the werewolf who he had assigned the job to, and he had responsibilities here that he needed to take care of. The scouting must continue, not only to know where the enemy might be building up their strength, but also to keep their hold on their territory firm and rooted through practice and not only claim. If the other packs saw them letting their lands go unpatrolled, there was a chance that they would try to extend their own influence and take some of Torstein’s pack’s land. This would reduce their hunting grounds and cause further stress for those that were just trying to survive, while also removing some of their border with the humans. This would take them off the frontlines and cause them to get less rewards if the overall effort goes well. Looking at some of the elder wolves that were huddled under furs next to the fire closest to the den entrance, Torstein walked over and tossed another log onto the blaze. They glanced up at him and offered pleasant smiles of thanks, gestures that he responded to with a smile of his own before he squatted down in front of them. Looking over the three men and two females, he breathed in the scent of the fire deeply before speaking in a soft voice, “I ask for your guidance in these matters, wise elders. Our people are at risk of losing much of our ground and there are not enough of us to stop an invasion by the humans. Currently our strongest defense is their ignorance to our numbers and how low they have grown, but if they tried to scout us out, they would quickly find that we are not as strong as we once were.” .
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Clearing his throat, Torstein continued, “The wolves to our east have nearly three hundred warriors fit to fight, and those to our west have twice that amount. We have less than a quarter of our eastern neighbors’ strength, so we are at risk not only from a human incursion but also our own kind. I have dispatched Rolf to find us more recruits, but I fear the reaction that we might receive from the other packs if they discover our weakened state. They might try to kill us and take our lands for themselves to strengthen their claims to the land, or they might simply try to absorb us. I do not want to see us disappear from the lands like that, but I fear for our future if we cannot find strength in numbers soon.” One of the men reached forward and poked at the fire with an iron rod, the end of it a sharp point with a hook a few inches down the shaft for dragging burning or hot wood into place. His right eye was milky with a scar running through it while his left was a fierce green color. He looked up to Torstein and coughed softly before speaking, “This is information we are already aware of Ohlson; why do you bring us this? If you have something new to say, then speak it into existence.” Torstein chuckled softly before nodding, his long brown hair coming to settle over his shoulders as he leaned his head forward. He cast his gaze down into the burning embers beneath the blazing fire as he spoke, the light from the fire dancing across his bearded face and the blood on his chest, “We have to fight the smart fight. We do not have the numbers to meet the humans in open conflict, but we also cannot slink back and leave the burden to the other wolves. I feel it is our responsibility to launch small scale assaults on known locations of enemy troops while the other wolves launch more frontal assaults. This will show the other wolves that we are still involved, while using our strength where it is most useful.” .
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Looking up as the light of the fire danced in his stormy blue-gray eyes, Torstein lowered his right knee to the ground so that he had an area of dirt before him. Dragging his index finger through it, he detailed a rough rendition of the current borders and drew a few small arrows coming out of their plot before drawing three large ones out of the neighboring lands. As he completed, he pointed at the large arrows and then at their own smaller ones while he explained the plan, “If our neighbors will launch these attacks, a pincer move on the west to encircle the human 5th Army and a thrust on the east to dislodge the 8th, we can launch probing attacks against the 6th until they are drawn back to support their friendly forces. This will create a salient in the human lines and they will have to withdraw to keep their lines intact. If they choose to stand and fight, our neighbors have the strength to hold the lines until we are able to support them. We have to work together if we are going to kill these vermin.” The elders shifted in their positions to look over the flames at the drawing, but Torstein kept his eyes on the green-eyed elder. Gudbrand was the den’s oldest warrior, and while he was crippled by silver weapon strikes to his face and arm which had blinded him in one eye and cost him his left arm, he still knew enough about fighting that his words were respected and heeded. The old wolf pushed himself up to his feet and walked around to beside Torstein, an iron pin keeping the bear coat around his body in place. Gesturing out with the hook rod he held in his right hand, Gudbrand spoke in a gruff voice, “That all looks nice here, but how do you expect to sell this plan to our neighbors? Giving ourselves such a small role will show that we are weakened and vulnerable, but if you lie about our capabilities, you could be leading our warriors into a slaughter.” .
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Torstein was thankful to the other wolf for not saying the easy word that could be read on everyone’s face. Another slaughter. He had not been in charge of the attack today, but he was in a position within the pack that he could have called the attack off when he saw how poorly it was going. He had not, and now they had lost their edge that kept their hold on the land secure. Looking down at the drawing, he drew in the dirt again to bring an arrow from deep in their own land to the front. Looking up at Gudbrand, he set his right fist in the arrow before speaking in a confident tone, “Rolf will return with the recruits we need to make the difference. I believe in him. I will not tell our allies that our attacks will be smaller; I will make it appear as if we are engaging in much the same way.” Gudbrand laughed before spitting into the fire, his laughter ending in a growl as he turned to Torstein and pointed the rod at him, “You plan to lie to our allies? Is that your big idea? Lie to the wolves that can descend on us at any moment and hope that they don’t find out?” Torstein narrowed his eyes as he moved to stand up, his brows furrowing as he growled deeply in response to the threats. Pushing the rod away before yanking it from the other wolf’s hand, Torstein stepped up to him and allowed his jaw to drop slightly and expose the canines that were beginning to lengthen in a threatening display. He locked his gaze with Gudbrand’s as he replied, “It will not be a lie. We will have the numbers to hold up our portion of the deal. As far as our allies are concerned, we will make good on our promises in this attack. Even if I have to fight a battalion of humans alone, this will work. I’ve sent out messengers to our neighbors with the plans of the attack and a rough start date of two weeks from now. I wait to see what their responses are; I just thought I should let you all know.” @EnchantedNymph
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Scarlett von Barany BOT 16-Nov-22 06:54 AM
Two grueling weeks she had been told to wait before she would be granted the right to go and visit her grandmother. Two full weeks of letting her grandmother's fate be at the hands of whoever deemed it a necessity. It wasn't that there were not people who loved the former queen. It was that Scarlett was an impatient girl, needing solid proof before her own eyes that her grandmother was being well taken care of. Half of the allotted time had passed and with each passing passing day Scarlett grew more and more impatient. "Violet, cinch it tighter. I am not made to look like a...a... loaf of bread." Her words came out sharper than she had meant them as her maid did as she requested and Scarlett bit her lip, sucking in as much breath as she could as her bodice was pulled the so tight that even the leather strings seemed to protest. "More, your highness?" Violet's quiet voice came out softly, her blonde head peaking around the princess to meet her eyes in the mirror. Scarlett shook her head, she could barely breathe as it was but she looked like a perfect pear in the mirror as she stared at herself. "No, that will be perfect. Thank you Vi... for my hair today I'm thinking a braided crown." "Yes your highness." Violet led her to the chair and Scarlett sat, her eyes staring at her maid through the opaque mirror. "Do you know why father has summoned me? Do you think, perhaps, he has finished all preparations early?" She sat straighter as Violet began to brush her hair, her eyes closing as she enjoyed the touch. Her head was sensitive and this was always one of her favorite things. .
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"Mm, I can't say for sure Princess..." The truth was that there had been rumors in the last few days... Knowing the princess however, kept Violet's tongue from wagging and making an already precarious situation even worse. Instead, Violet focused on doing the braid crown just right, poking small little white flowers throughout after having finished. She was stunning, the princess and everyone in the kingdom knew it. She truly was a treasure. "Let us go and see what father has need of me for!" Scarlett's eyes sparkled as she jumped up from the chair, her hand moving to smooth out the skirt of her dress before she quickly headed for the door, Violet following closely behind. They took a walk through the gardens on the way to the throne room, Scarlett stopping to smell the roses as they made their way. It was a good day, she could feel it. Something...big was going to happen soon and she just hoped that it was her departure for the trip. Arriving at the throne room Scarlett was perplexed, her father in deep conversation with what appeared to be a royal messenger from a neighboring kingdom. Hesitant now Scarlett stopped in the large archway as her presence was announced. The conversation was halted as the king looked up, his face coming to light as his eyes landed on his precious daughter. "Scarlett, my dear come come!" He motioned her forward and she obliged, her hands at her side, clutching the ruffles of her dresses skirt as she made her way over. Once at his side he indicated the empty throne at his side and Scarlett sat."What is it that you have summoned me for, father?" "This is a messenger from the kingdom of Edessa." The king motioned for the man to speak. "His Majesty King Rudrick has asked that the Princess Scarlett von Barany be betrothed to his one and only son and heir His royal Highness, Prince Caspian." *The messenger bowed as he held forth a small wooden carved box. His head still downcast he opened the lid to reveal many jewels. Scarlett'
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s eyes went wide as she looked from the servant, to the box and then to her father and circling back around.*
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. "Surely this-" The king held up a hand silencing whatever protest his daughter had been about to spout. His hand them moved to stroke his graying beard as he sighed, his tired eyes sparkling as he turned in his throne to get a better vantage as he looked at his daughter. "I have already agreed upon such a match. It is as if the gods have smiled sown upon you my child. Now, there will be details and things to plan out but do not fret my child, you will still get to go and care for your ailing grandmother as I plan to let this engagement sit for a year. After all, the prince must come himself in a few months time after the acceptance, as is custom." The king motioned for Violet to step forward and accept the box from the messenger. His eyes then turning to Scarlett. "Go and prepare for the journey, but before you do I would like you to write a letter to Prince Caspian, as this will be a joyous match." He clapped his hands and smiled at her, clearly dismissed her and her maid. To say that Scarlett was upset had been an understatement as she left the throne room, her cheeks tinged red and the corner of her eyes burned as she made her way back to her chambers. Once there and Violet had shut the wide door Scarlett huffed, throwing herself down on her bed. She had only just turned eighteen one week prior and this...this was not how she imagined the year to go. There were so many things that she wanted, but marriage? That had not been one of them. Eyes full of tears she sat up and watched as Violet busied herself, the maid clearly giving her the time to sulk. Her life was going to end before it even began...but before that she had a trip to visit her grandmother. Perhaps, if her grandmother were to get well Scarlett could convince her to persuade her father against this match. .
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New hope rising within her Scarlett shuffled off the bed in a huff, moving to her writing desk where she sat. She would dutifully write this letter to the prince, keeping it cordial and elegant in writing while in her mind she wished she could write nothing but the refusal. She didn't care who the prince was as a man; she wanted to marry for love as her parents had... not out of duty. @Himbo Tie
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Torstein Ohlson BOT 22-Nov-22 05:53 AM
Rolf’s excursion into the human territories for recruits was very successful, netting four dozen new werewolves that could be added to the fight. With their forces back up to their original strength, Torstein’s only concern was whether these new wolves could really hold their own in combat. They were not going to be as experienced in fighting in their wolf forms, but that did not mean they would be useless. He was already thinking of how he could employ them with some of the stolen crossbows they had taken from human corpses when Rolf approached him with another success of his trip. The werewolf recruits helped with their current problem of manpower and strength, but this gift of knowledge and planning would pay dividends for all wolves involved in this conflict. If the princess of the humans was going to be travelling this close to the border, then they could capture her and use her as a bargaining chip with her father and other human kingdoms. Looking at the dispatch that Rolf had stolen from a dead messenger, Torstein smirked and grabbed his comrade’s shoulder before walking with him back into the den. He had a map of the lands there, detailing the human kingdoms as well as the territorial borders of the different werewolf packs. For generations, humans had avoided the forests and mountains within, keeping to the farmland that they could cultivate their crops in. The forests, in all of their mystery and supernatural intrigue, were left to the creatures of the lands. Werewolves, centaurs, elves, and fae alike lived in these woods, but human intervention and exploration had destroyed the habitats of the more fragile. The elves and fae found their forests poisoned and hunted, the centaurs were pushed out of the foothills and closer to the peaks where the werewolves reside. Massive slaughter marked the beginning of this movement, until all but the wolves and a few centaurs survived the original inhabitants. .
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In the years that followed, humans had started to claim the forest and cut down large swaths of it for farmland, forcing retaliation from the supernatural species they had displaced. The first attacks were held by the centaurs as they tried to get their land back and get out of the hunting grounds of the werewolves. These eventually stopped as the centaurs did not have the strength to wage war against the humans and the wolves were not getting involved as they had not been attacked by humans yet. The centaurs escaped in small numbers with the few surviving elves and fae to lands further away, giving up the fight and leaving the werewolves to defend themselves. The maps in the den were marked to show these territory changes until eventually it was just the wolf land and the human kingdom marked on it. Looking at the map to the original lands of the humans and then the battle map he had made, Torstein brough his left hand up to tap his chin softly. The battle was scheduled to begin within the next day, so there wasn’t really any time to bring up a change to the plans. He would have to figure out how he could capitalize on this new information without changing the plans. Running his fingers through his beard slowly, he turned to look at Rolf for a moment before speaking, “I usually wouldn’t do this, but I feel we cannot let this opportunity escape us. I need you to lead the attack. We have discussed it in detail, but here, allow me to go over it one more time for the sake of both of our sanity.” .
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Chuckling and nudging his comrade’s arm with his fist, Torstein laid the battle map on the table under the map wall before speaking, “Our allies know the plan and I expect them to keep to it, but it might be a good idea to establish some runners to keep in contact with our friendlies and to make sure we aren’t about to get outflanked. Let them lead the attacks and use the distractions they cause to maximize our impact. The 5th army is going to be encircled and destroyed, with hopes that many of them can be turned and added to our ranks. Talks have already been held that prisoners will be distributed through the packs for recruiting purposes. Even if humans go feral, we can unleash them as shock troops. Our goal is only to dislodge the enemy in front of us, so I need you to do that, with the added goal of reaching Almier and establishing a camp there. I will bring the princess back there and then travel home or back to our front lines with anyone that is in that town, but I will need that stop off. I’m setting out tonight, and I will be running until I reach her path. I have every faith in you.” Patting Rolf on the shoulder and waiting a moment to see if the other wolf had a comment or question, Torstein nodded before stepping deeper into the den. They had some reserves of salted meat, and as he would be constantly on the move, he did not want to stop to eat while travelling. Finding a flank of venison, he pulled it down from where it was hanging and started to chew on it quickly, wiping off some of the excess salt while walking back towards Rolf. Chewing and swallowing strips of meat as he went, he took one last look at the dispatch and the map before nodding, having mapped out his route in his head. .
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It did not take him long to finish his meal, and he was soon standing on the edge of the lights given by the campfires around the entrance to the den. Looking out into the darkness of the forest where he knew their allies were marshalling for an attack, he envisioned the route he would take to intercept the princess on her travels. He was standing nude, his clothes already discarded and left with Rolf to be taken to Almier with the forward units. He would not need weapons against the human guards, as nature had already given him the perfect weapon for fighting such weak creatures. No, he would rip through any opposition with his claws and teeth. Looking up int the sky as he began transforming, Torstein closed his eyes and sighed as the sensation crawled through his body. A pleasant moan left his lips as he abandoned the restricting human form and took on the natural lupine form of his people. Dropping down from his hind legs to a stance on all four legs, Torstein released a long howl into the night sky before launching himself into the darkness at a sprint. His feet knew the way and his eyes were accustomed to the darkness of the forest floor. He would be able to bypass most human patrols as a single wolf, his stealth much higher than they could detect when he was moving alone. He would reach the trail the princess was taking with enough time to set up an ambush, if all things went according to plan. @EnchantedNymph
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Scarlett von Barany BOT 26-Nov-22 06:29 AM
Finally, the day of Scarlett's departure had come, the castle buzzed with an almost frantic energy as servants ran to and fro to pack the few last minute additions to the carriage luggage. Scarlett stood next to her father as he discussed the route once more with the head guard and the carriage driver. She was impatient, having had waited already so long and her grandmother's condition not fairing well from the last letter they had received. Her foot tapped lightly against the cobbled stone beneath her slippered foot. Her gown was a tight embroidered thing that complimented her fair skin and ebony hair well. A rich and vibrant red cloak adorned her shoulders, it blew lightly in the breeze and she tucked her arms underneath. "Father..." Her impatience had grown too much and Scarlett moved to join the king and the men who would be taking her on this journey. She was polite however once beside her father, her arm looking in his as he held a map, his other finger tracing the line in which was the route they would take. "I am aware you will have to travel through a chunk of the forest near the end of the journey. Be alert. Be steadfast." His voice was clipped and full of emotion as his eyes turned towards his precious daughter. He handed the map to the knight put in charge of protecting the princess before he turned his body fully and embraced her in a tight hug. He inhaled deeply, clearly trying his best not to cry though Scarlett herself was just filled to the brim with excitement. .
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It had been so long since she had left the castle, especially as of late because of the war. It was even a miracle that her father was letting her go on this journey. It was true the main cause was to see her grandmother and to care for the queen dowager but it was something else entirely when she got to take this journey relatively on her own... It was an adventure and she couldn't wait to begin it. Scarlett kissed her father's cheek before placing her feet flat once again. The king himself lifted her cloaks hood and offered her a teary eyed smile. "Be smart, listen to Sir Henry and under no circumstances are you allowed to take detours. Straight to my mother's. I love you my jewel, write me often, yes?" The king's hand slid down to grasp her hands and he gave them a squeeze. "Keep within the carriage and keep the curtain closed. The carriage is not what you're used to I'm afraid... but it will be comfortable enough. Just another safety measure I wanted to take." The carriage in question held no adornments of gold or silver, no ornate or intricate patterns though the horses themselves were of great stock. No one else was supposed to be aware of the princess traveling save for a few, another measure to keep the king's treasured daughter safe and secure. "Yes father, I'm fine. It's fine, thank you. I love you." Scarlett kissed him quick before she slipped completely from his grasp and skipped happily to the carriage where the driver stood with the door open. She took one last look at her father and beamed him a smile before climbing inside followed closely behind by Violet. Her handmaid looked nervous but nonetheless remained close to Scarlett's side. The king waved as the carriage door closed and his tired eyes turned to the knight. .
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"Take care of her, or I'll have your head." The warning was dark, and the king's face showed that he meant every word as he stood there. His hand rose and he dismissed Henry to join Scarlett. He would stand there and watch as the carriage departed from the back gates, the only sounds were the hooves of the horses and the wheels as they clattered against the cobblestone. Inside the carriage Scarlett looked from Violet to Henry who had joined them, her face alight with the excitement she felt. It didn't matter that the journey would be a two day journey, arriving well into the night and almost hitting a third before they arrived. She wondered if they would come across any wolves and if there was a way to differentiate them from humans. She'd never seen one up close, only in stories and the like. Her grandmother once had regaled her with stories of many a mystical race and the ones that had fascinated her the most had been the wild ones. Little did she know that her wish may just be granted but not in a way she would have imagined... @Himbo Tie
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Torstein Ohlson BOT 07-Dec-22 10:15 PM
The trail had been established years before by a series of woodsmen who cut back the trees and underbrush to a respectable distance to allow two carriages to pass each other along the trail. It provided room to maneuver, but its relatively narrow profile meant that those traveling on it were at the mercy of the woods as they rode blindly. Some wagon trains had the manpower to send footmen into the woods to act as a screening force, but the small size of the royal detachment here gave no such allowance. Not only that but these woods were well behind the line of conflict and should have been clear of any danger or threat beyond the occasional brigand. A few had been lying in wait in the underbrush, but the arrival of the werewolf in the middle of the night had turned their relaxation into a feast. Torstein was not overly hungry after his meal of venison flank, but he would not turn down the opportunity to feast on a human’s heart and liver when it was presented. Kneeling in the underbrush, his lupine ears could hear the gentle clopping of four horses on the packed dirt of the trail, as well as the gentle creak of the carriage’s wheels. He had smelled the entourage coming for a few miles, giving him more than enough time to drag the bodies of the brigands away to not spook the horses with the scent of blood in the air. Settling back on his haunches as the leaves of the bushes swayed in the breeze, Torstein enjoyed the benefit of nearly perfect camouflage as the shadows cast by the leaves blended well with the brown fur that decorated his body. The trees around him and the natural mulch of the forest floor hid him and silenced his footfalls as he shifted closer to the edge when the horses’ whinnies were only a few yards down the road. Setting his paws on the ground, Torstein felt his lip curling up over his long canines as his hindlegs coiled up into tight springs, ready to propel him to his prey. .
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In a streak of brown across the trail, Torstein leapt out of the underbrush and landed on the head of the closest draft horse that was drawing the carriage forward. Biting underneath its skull, his powerful jaws broke its neck in one swift crunch, but he still ripped his head back and forth to sever the creature’s head from its neck. Feeling the body go limp as it collapsed to the ground, Torstein released his grip on its head and allowed it to fall free from his jaws. Slashing his right paw outwards, he opened the other horse’s throat in a savage slash. Its cries of pain quickly turned into choking gargling as its blood filled its airways and it collapsed in a panicking heap. Hearing a gasp of surprise from the carriage driver, Torstein laughed deeply before turning and leaping at the man as well. Catching his paws on the man’s shoulders, he drove him back in his seat until his back broke on the edge of the carriage roof. Listening to the man scream out in pain, Torstein drove forward and bit into his throat, ripping it free moments later as the man slumped to the side in his seat. Climbing up onto the top of the carriage, Torstein released a growl while looking at the two mounted men that drew their horses to a stop while staring at him with wide eyes. Their gauntleted hands moved quickly to draw down their visors on their helmets, but Torstein was already in the air towards the one on the left by the time his hand moved. Catching his left paw on the man’s face, his claws dug into the soft flesh before gripping the steel rim of his helmet and pulling him backwards off his horse. Hearing the man screaming in pain as he fell back, Torstein drug him a little further before releasing and jumping back to dodge the wounded man’s wild swing of his sword. His face was soon covered by his visor, but rivers of blood ran down his chest from the wounds that had driven under his jaw and caught the healthy arteries in his throat. .
22:17
The knight was shaky as he stood with his sword in front of him, the tip moving in a slow circle as his arms weakened from the loss of blood. Crouching on his hindlegs for a moment, Torstein glanced over at the other knight who was turning his horse around and fighting its reins to get the beast under control. Snarling and charging at the unhorsed knight before he could be attacked by both, Torstein swiped his left paw to the side to smack the sword down and to the side. Raising his arms and grabbing the man at the gap in his armor at the shoulders, Torstein drove the man up and off of his feet before slamming him down on the ground. Crouching over him, Torstein swiped his right claws across the man’s chest, peeling his armor back and opening it up like thin steel. Pushing his left paw up to grip the man’s head and push it up in order to distract him, he drove his right paw into the man’s chest and through his ribs. Gripping his heart in his fingers, Torstein tore it free and stood over the corpse while lifting the organ to his maw. Chewing on it with a snarl as he watched the other knight rounding the carriage, Torstein dropped the heart and moved to jump back onto the carriage. The knight was ready for this and spurred his horse forward, catching Torstein in the side with his horse’s chest, causing the werewolf to fall under the hooves of the beast. Curling up quickly to avoid being stepped on, Torstein crawled quickly under the carriage before coming up on the other side. Climbing up the side of the carriage, he could hear two female voices inside as well as a male voice that was trying to calm them. Paying the noises little mind, he crouched over the carriage and waited until the knight circled around and approached him again. Jumping to the ground in front of the knight, he waited for the horse to rear up and kick at him before making his move. .
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Ducking underneath the hooves aimed at his head, Torstein sprinted forwards and slammed his right shoulder into the horse’s chest. Wrapping his arms around the beast’s body, Torstein lifted it from the ground before slamming it backwards onto its neck and the knight below. Hearing the man scream before being cut off with a sharp snapping sound, he grinned before moving to roll the horse off of the knight’s body. Hearing low groans as the large beast’s dead weigh shifted, Torstein leered down at the wounded man before crawling slowly to allow his breath to dance over the man’s helmet in a steamy fog. The man’s arms were laid out to his sides at useless angles. Seeing them twitch as the man’s breathing sped up, Torstein shook his head slowly before reaching his paws up to slowly remove the man’s helmet. Cutting the leather band with his claws, Torstein smirked as he saw the fear spreading across the man’s features. Setting the helmet to the side and resting his right paw on it, Torstein looked to the carriage for a moment before snapping his head down and ripping the man’s throat free. Pushing up from the ground while spitting the chunk of flesh to the ground, the werewolf strode over to the carriage and slowly climbed on top of it again. Releasing a low growl as he looked at the wood construction, he gripped his left paw against it and dug his claws in before ripping his arm back. Peeling the roof of the carriage off, he growled down at the three people within before reaching his right paw down and gripping the seated knight by the rim of his back armor. Torstein released a menacing growl as he pulled the man up and out of his seat and over the side of the carriage. @EnchantedNymph
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Scarlett von Barany BOT 11-Dec-22 12:00 PM
The first leg of the journey had gone uneventful. The carriage ride quiet save for Violet reading to Scarlett from one of three books she had brought along. Every so often they would stop to take a break allowing the girls to stretch their legs and get some fresh air though Henry didn't seem to like the idea. Scarlett had insisted, pointing out that the carriage could get stuffy if they all sat for too long and being that she was the princess her words had been final, though Henry remained on high alert. What he had been worried about Scarlett couldn't understand. They weren't in the normal carriage, and even with the knights one could assume that they had just been hired as none of them wore the armor of the kingdom. The second leg had begun without a hitch and the closer they drew to her grandmother's estate the more Scarlett became antsy. After a quick lunch Henry had declared they were making good time, despite the stops they'd taken the day prior and emphasized to the princess the importance of staying in the carriage on the second half of the journey. The woods while they were patrolled were still risky and her safety was his first and foremost job and he took it very seriously. She agreed though reluctantly choosing to have Violet continue to read and sometimes she chose to nap lightly, the soothing sound of her handmaid's voice a soothing presence to break up the silence. Scarlett had been napping when things had begun, startled awake by the horses whinnies and the carriage rocking from the reaction of the horses being slain. Out of sorts she didn't understand why both Violet and Henry both seemed tense. Violet had pulled her into a sitting position and eyed her wearily. Henry, face pale grabbed his sword and unsheathed it, glancing outside of the curtain on the small window. Whatever he saw distorted his face as he quickly closed it. .
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"Princess." His words were low as the sound of the wolf and the knights raged on outside. "It is imperative that you keep your identity hidden. This is no normal wolf." His eyes turned to Violet. "It needed not be said but stay inside the carriage, and if anything should happen to me do what you must to protect her highness. Understood?" He stared at them gravely. Violet gave a solemn nod, her face as grim as Henry's. It was then that they heard the gurgling scream of one of the knights and Scarlett whimpered, moving closer to Violet. "Hen—" The princess's words were cut short as the roof of the carriage was ripped off of its hinges, tossed and discarded like it had been but a piece of paper. The scream that left both of the women were drowned out by the pure terror that was the wolf with his growl. One moment Henry was in his seat across from the princess and in the next he was tossed like a rag doll out of the carriage and onto the ground outside. The wolf's massive size disappeared as he leapt off the carriage, rocking what remained of it with the force of his body. Terrified Scarlett looked at Violet, her heart hammering wildly inside her chest. "W-what do w-we do, Vi?" The princess's lips quivered as she whimpered, and Violet pulled up her red cloaked hood. The handmaid knew that there was no saving Henry, the poor man would die much like her husband a year prior. The wolves were nothing more than savage beasts and they always made sure to go for the kill. .
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Meanwhile outside of the carriage Henry scrambled to stand up, his sword still gripped inside of hand. His chest ached and his left arm was shot but he would still try and do what he could for the princess, for Violet. God save their souls for whatever nefarious plans the wolf had for them. Face grim he raised his blade and stared at the wolf. "Come for me then, beast." He needed to buy them time to try and flea, and God willing at least the princess would make it away safely because of his sacrifice. "Listen well. You heard Henry. We are just two women. Under no circumstance do either of us give our identity. Do you understand?" Violet searched Scarlett's eyes a moment as the sound of Henry's voice called out. Squeezing the princess's arms she pointed at the door and spoke quickly. "We are going to run, now and I need you to run like your life depends on it, because it does. Do not stop, do not look back no matter what you hear, do you understand?" Scarlett nodded quickly, tears strolling down her cheeks much like Violet's own. How her handmaid could sound so calm despite the clear fear on her face would never be answered and when Violet let go of Scarlett she flung open the carriage door, pulling her along with her before pushing her in one direction and she herself running in the opposite. Neither of the women would look behind them, running with all the might they had until their lungs burned and their eyes stung. Branches and bristles grabbing and scraping at their skin as they ran. Violet stopped shortly, picking up a branch of dried thorns and scratching her arm with it. Blood instantly pooled and began to drip down. She let out an over exaggerated scream in hopes that the sound and the scent of blood would lure the beast to her, giving the princess more time to flea...
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Torstein Ohlson BOT 13-Dec-22 04:17 AM
Watching the knight push himself up to his feet before holding his sword forward, Torstein let a low growl escape from his maw before he moved forward. The fact that this knight had been inside the carriage with the princess meant that he knew what he was doing or was some kind of superior officer. No matter how wounded he appeared by how his arm hung lame by his side, Torstein needed to respect the capabilities of the man and not act foolish. Dropping to all fours and bounding forwards one large leap, Torstein grinned when he saw the knight take a step back and shift his sword to a better guarding position. Rising slowly to stand on his hindlegs alone, Torstein snarled and gnashed his teeth in a threatening manner, conscious of the fact he could not release a howl or roar to disorient the man. He needed this whole attack to be quiet in the grand scheme as he could not afford to have a search party sent for him. The sight of the two women in the carriage has already sprung enough surprise in his plan, for he had no idea which one was the princess and would need to bring them both back now. Watching the man set himself as he accepted his fate, Torstein leapt forward and swung his left paw forward at the sword, knocking it to the side to open up the man’s defenses. However, as he got closer, the man shifted back and readjusted his sword to drive it forward in a thrust. Feeling the blade glance off his ribs and miss, Torstein grinned when he saw the last glimmer of hope leave the man’s eyes. The blade was not made of silver, so it found no purchase or bite in its attempt to drive into his supernatural flesh. Swinging his right paw forward, he caught the man in the chest and threw him to the side into the carriage, rocking it decently on its wheelbase. It rocked more than it should have with the weight of the women in it. .
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Standing tall in order to see over the carriage, Torstein released a low, blood curdling growl when he saw a red cloak running in one direction and a purple running in the other. The knight dropped his sword and drew a dagger from his boot, blood spilling from his mouth as he strained to reach for it. The movement caught Torstein’s attention, along with the scent that came with the dagger when it was released from its leather sheath. Narrowing his eyes as he saw the silver gleaming in the light coming through the canopy, Torstein snarled and walked slowly towards the knight. The way that his legs were still and the awkward bend of his torso showed that he had broken his back when slamming into the carriage, and yet the man still drew a weapon to defend himself and keep the princess safe. Nodding slowly in respect of the man’s actions, Torstein lowered into a squat and spoke through his lupine mouth, “A spirit like yours is wasted as a human. Survive these wounds and join me when you find your strength.” Reaching down and taking hold of the man’s hand that held onto the dagger, Torstein lowered his head in order to bite into the man’s wrist. Holding long enough that he knew his saliva had transferred into the man’s wound, Torstein released the hold on his writs before bringing his other paw up in order to grab the man ‘s face. Slamming his head back into the carriage hard enough to knock the man out, Torstein released a low growl as he pushed up from the ground, his eyes looking around him for and easy idea of where the females had run to. Climbing up on top of the carriage, he balanced on the wrecked roof and took a deep breath to try to get their scents. Feeling the wind shift slightly to carry the scent of blood from further up ahead on the trail, Torstein looked in that direction and smirked when he heard a terrified scream echoing through the woods. .
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Dropping down from the top of the carriage and lunging down to all fours, Torstein ran along the path several bounds until he found the footprints of the female in purple that he had seen running off in this direction. Sniffing the ground to get a good scent lock on her, Torstein growled deeply and nodded when the scent matched the fresh scent of the blood on the wind. Following several more yards on all fours, Torstein paused when he saw a dried branch of thorns discarded on the ground, the sharp tips dripping with freshly drawn blood. A diversionary tactic but was that enough to know that this woman wasn’t the princess? Shaking his head in a silent answer to his question, Torstein followed the scent further, his eyes catching sight of the blood trail. The princess could have easily cut herself to give her handmaid time to get away. I can’t be sure; I must grab them both. Lunging forward along the path, Torstein could hear heavy breathing ahead of him and smirked as he recognized it as belonging to a person, likely the woman he was chasing. A few more yards and he would know. Crashing through a low branch from a tree, Torstein stood on his hindlegs and growled with his ears raised when he saw the woman in a purple cloak trying to scramble over a fallen log. Lunging forward and taking her ankles in his paws, Torstein snarled and snapped his teeth when the woman tried to kick against his reaches. Leaping over her and landing next to her head, he reached his paws down and gripped her by her shoulders to pick her up and hold her before his maw. Blood dripped from his canines and lips as he stared into her eyes with his own intense brown eyes. Snarling at her as he searched her face, he saw only a defiant attitude that seemed to welcome her death rather than fearing it. Shaking his head, he let out a twisted chuckle before slamming his head forward, contacting his brow with her forehead in a fierce blow. .
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The woman was easy to carry in her knocked-out state, and Torstein returned her to the carriage in mere moments. Laying her inside the carriage and closing the door, he lowered to all fours and tracked the footsteps of the woman in red. Finding her footsteps and the scent after a little searching, he glared in the direction she had ran before bounding forward on all fours, his eyes forward and searching for signs of her red cloak in the green forest. @EnchantedNymph
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Scarlett von Barany BOT 13-Dec-22 05:12 PM
Everything was a blur as Scarlett ran. Her slippers pressing into the uneven ground of the forest. Scarlett couldn't stop. Henry had sacrificed himself for her, and Violet's eyes had been full of fear. All five of the men who had been given a duty to escort the princess were now dead and it was because of her. Because she had insisted that she go on this trip to visit her grandmother. Tears streamed from her eyes as she picked up the hem of her dress, bunching it up into her hands as she leapt over a fallen tree limb. Run. The singular word ran through her mind in her handmaid's voice and run Scarlett did, until she heard Violet's blood curdling scream. "Violet!" A sob escaped the princess as she whirled around as birds flew from the cover of the trees, flapping around wildly as they tried to escape either the sound or to escape the predator. The wolf. It had been massive as it loomed over them atop the wagon and it had ran Scarlett's blood cold. Her heart hammered wildly in her chest, torn between running back for her handmaiden, for her friend but then Violet's voice rang through her mind again. Run Princess. Run!* *Even more tears filled her yes as she spun on her heel, her slippered foot getting caught in a branch as she tried to run again. Scarlett stumbled, falling forward as she tried to get her foot free. It only took several seconds but it felt like an eternity on the ground before she finally managed. Scarlett scrambled back to her feet, her dress becoming ripped by nearby scattered thorns. Her thigh became scraped but she did not stop. The princess ran as she was told to do and she wouldn't stop until- Until when? .
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When she was safe? Would she ever be safe? The knights used to whisper stories of the wolves. Of how once they had their preys sent they would chase until the ends of the earth. It had her scent, would this wolf? Her mind was filled with a sense of dread and the hairs on the back of her neck rose at the fearful thought. She needed to somehow get to one of the scattered check points along the road... Scarlett glanced left and right quickly as she tried to orient herself. Why hadn't she paid attention in those classes her father had insisted on? A whimper escaped her as she took a hard left jumping over a small bushel of wildflowers and brambles. There was a soft thud as her feet hit the ground, fallen leaves scattering up into the air as she landed. She felt as if eyes were on her, perhaps out of paranoia, or was it truth? Had the wolf found her? Was it coming for her? Her dress caught on a thicket of thorns again and scarlet let out a small growl of frustration. Stopping only long enough to rip the skirt of her dress until it ripped apart leaving her exposed from about midthigh. Confident now Scarlett ran forward, her cloak flapping behind her as if it was stirred up by the wind, or perhaps fate. Her hood fell revealing her ebony locks, they too flowed as if the wind itself, the scent of lilies and honey wafted behind her as she slid down the small mound of dirt, her cape just barely managing to get caught on an upturned root of a tree. It was the sound of crunching leaves behind her that spiked her heartbeat once more, fear and adrenaline mixing in her veins as if some concoction to spur the princess on still. Her thighs ached, her lungs burned and her eyes stung but she couldn't stop... if she were caught-
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Torstein Ohlson BOT 16-Dec-22 12:53 AM
The ground around him showed signs of someone running through them, tearing past the undergrowth and stepping on the leaves on the ground as they ran for their life. Stopping next to a fallen trunk and scenting the ground near it, Torstein released a deep growl that he knew would roll through the undergrowth and carry his threat to the fleeing woman. He enjoyed chasing his prey, loving the way it made his blood rush and allowed him to enjoy the catch and the devouring of it, but in this instance, he needed to catch her and get back to the front lines quickly. He could not afford to dawdle and waste time while his pack was fighting for their lives and land. Crawling over the trunk and staying low to the ground as he tracked the footprints in the exposed dirt of the forest floor, Torstein smirked when he saw a particularly deep footprint next to a broken branch. Observing it for a moment, he nodded as he looked up through the forest. His prey was not experienced in the woods or at least was very panicked, so she had gotten stuck momentarily on a branch before having to break it to free herself. Torstein moved forward along the path that she had broken through the forest; he saw several smaller branches of plants bent and broken as a clear indication of the direction that she was running. Crouching on his hindlegs and taking in a deep breath, he could smell blood in small amounts further along in the forest. Closing his eyes and opening his mouth slightly to taste the air as well, he breathed in even deeper and held his position for a moment. The faint scent of blood grew stronger to lead him along his path, but with it came a new scent, lilies and honey drifting on the wind that blew slowly through the forest to find the wolf as he tracked his prey. It seemed the very forest and air was on his side, aiding in his search for his quarry. .
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Bounding forward from his crouched position, Torstein released aggravated growls and huffs with every hard step that he took on all fours. He did not care about being quiet or leaving no trace; he needed to catch up to this woman and grab her before a patrol could be put together to search for her. With every step he took, he breathed in deeply before growling lowly, short barks leaving his muzzle as he saw little signs that showed where she had been. Thorns dripping with little beads of blood where they had grabbed at her creamy skin and tore. Branches were broken and held the strings of her black dress where she had hurried past them. He ran along the path, but his left ear quirked and stood up when he heard a soft whimper in that direction followed by heavy footfalls that sounded like she had jumped. Stopping and standing up on his hindlegs, Torstein looked in the direction and saw the woman in red in the near distance as she got over a bundle of flowers and stabbing brambles. Releasing a loud growl as he drew his ears back and snarled in her direction, Torstein allowed his hackles to puff on the back of his neck and head before he pushed through the underbrush and left the path behind. Plowing over saplings quickly and lowering his head to avoid the whipping slaps of branches and thorns, Torstein moved with a constant huffing growl leaving his maw as he pushed through the forest. He stilled only when he came upon a mesh of vines that worked to stop him cold in his tracks. Swiping his claws angrily side to side, Torstein cleared the branches out of his way, but in that short moment of gaining access, he had lost visual tracking of the woman in red. Releasing an aggravated roar that echoed slightly, he narrowed his eyes and pushed through the vines and past the flowers and brambles. .
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Running along the path that he found again, Torstein followed her footsteps to a thicket of thorns. Looking the hooked plant over, he saw a much greater amount of fabric clinging to it, which brought a slight smirk to the wolf’s lips. If she had lost this much clothing, then how could she have very much left at all covering her body? Grinning as he started moving along through the woods, he breathed in deeply and caught the scent of the lilies and honey again. The scent was much stronger this time, owing to how close he had gotten to her, for if he listened, Torstein could easily hear the woman running through the forest in a desperate attempt to save herself. Chuckling to himself, Torstein began to think of the ways that he could make this woman pay for pulling him along this chase. The princess did not need to be whole to get a ransom from the king, but as Torstein followed behind her and saw a streak of scarped mud that showed where she fell, his thoughts drifted away from a hunger to fill his stomach. He was hungry, and this chase was only making it more intense. But it was not a hunger that he planned to satisfy with his mouth. Dropping to all fours and sprinting through the forest, Torstein caught sight of the red cloak and adjusted his path to cut her off rather than catch up with her from behind. Speeding through and not caring for the noise he made in breaking the saplings or branches of the forest, he took frequent glances to make sure he was on the same and correct path. He knew he would look like a brown streak in the forest, but his eyes were focused on the scarlet cloak that was wrapped around the woman with ebony locks. .
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The last tree before him shattered into pieces as he slammed his shoulder into it, knocking it forward and across the path, blocking the way for the woman to run past him as he stood on the path before her. Paws down by his sides with their claws prepared to rip and tear, Torstein looked at the much shorter woman and released a rolling growl before stepping froward towards her. His brown fur held a few leaves and branches in it from where he had rushed through the underbrush, but his eyes held an intense glare in their dark brown orbs that stared right into her own. He was here to take her, and the swell at his groin that showed his member growing more excited showed that he wanted to take her in more ways than one. @EnchantedNymph
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Scarlett von Barany BOT 18-Dec-22 12:12 PM
The growls as deep and loud as they were carried through indeed, the hairs on the back of her neck rising further still as Scarlett’s pulse quickened. She was pushing her body to a new limit, her lungs burning with each and every push of her feet as they slammed against the leaf covered forest floor. He was not far behind and that terrified Scarlett. If she were to be caught all that Henry and Violet had done would be for not and there was no way that she would allow that if she could help it. It didn’t matter that the forest seemed to pull and grip at her at every turn, the very wind seeming to push back against her as she tried to flee her pursuer. Scarlett had heard him before she saw him, the snapping of branches, the thudding of his paws as they dug into the earth’s floor as he picked up his pace.She knew she shouldn’t glance back and so she pushed herself even further, her eyes stinging and her lungs protesting the push in which she demanded. Sweat coated her very being making the fabric of her dress cling to her curves, her hair full of twigs and leaves as she bounded forward. Run Don’t look back. The words echoed through her mind as she saw the large blur of black and brown dart to her left. Had the wolf given up pursuit? The possibility was unlikely and as Scarlett pushed forward she had heard him to her right, her eyes locking with his face for a moment as he ran forward. Too late to realize what he had planned he rammed into a tree, the sound of the bark and wood cracking until it fell forward and directly into her path. Scarlett barely had time to react, the large fallen tree was a deterrent of course but the large wolf that loomed behind it was what stopped her dead in her tracks. blankspace
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Her head shook side to side in disbelief. Her eyes wide like a doe’s as her chest heaved with every gulping air of breath she took. If she couldn’t go forward… Her gaze observed him, taking in his form. She’d never been this close to a wolf, or more specifically Werewolf. She’d seen their animal cousins of course. Having visited a traveling zoo once before with her brother. They’d been beautiful with their thick fur and toned muscles. He too was beautiful though he was far deadlier to her than the ones she’d seen behind cages. Her eyes continued to scan over him until they landed on a very noticeable feature that she hadn’t seen before. Her eyes bulged further still as she watched it continue to grow and it was in this moment that Scarlett realized he was aroused by the chase. Fear snaked up her spine, her breath caught in her throat as a whimper escaped her as Violet’s words echoed in the back of her mind. “They’re beasts, primal creatures that take what they want no matter what.” She’d told her once when she’d asked to hear stories. Violet had grown up on a farm not too far from a forest and Scarlett had pestered her and pestered her until finally she’d snapped and told her the truth. “Surely not” Scarlett remembered her reply well. “They’re like us in a way, aren’t they?” Her grandmother had gifted her a book of a forbidden romance and Scarlett had fantasized the idea of the werewolves ever since. “No, your highness. They aren’t civilized. They’re foul creatures and if you ever cross paths with one, no matter what princess, you run. Hide. Whatever it takes to get away.” blankspace
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Scarlett couldn’t run forward; the tree was too large and the wolf himself would pounce as soon as she attempted, which meant she had to turn back. To flee the way she had come.Would she make it? She had to try, to attempt yet fear gripped her still as she took a step back. He wanted her to run, she could tell it by the way he stared at her, as if taunting her. He took a step forward, his growl rolling from his lips as if a threat and it was that very moment that her body instantly reacted. She spun on her heel, her hair whipping into her face as she took off. Every muscle in her body ached and though deep down she knew it was a futile attempt to escape at this moment Scarlett couldn’t stop from trying.
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Torstein Ohlson BOT 02-Jan-23 05:26 AM
Torstein stood still for a moment atop the tree that he had broken in two, his eyes taking in the details of the woman in front of him. The first thing that stuck out to him was the way her eyes widened in true terror. She was frozen in place, her fear of him holding her limbs captive so that she could do nothing but stand and stare at him. If she was going to stare at him in horror, Torstein would look at the woman in the red cloak as well. Her eyes carried an innocent beauty to them, owing to the fact that she looked more like a terror-stricken doe than any human he had killed in his life. They carried confusion in the fear that overwhelmed them, as if she had no idea how she could have gotten in a position like this. It’s quite easy. You tried to run from a werewolf in the forest. You might as well have given yourself over to me. Smirking as he thought of the advantages that he had in such a hunt, Torstein allowed his eyes to trail lover of the woman in her red cloak. Her nose held a certain sharpness to it that gave her a very regal beauty, as if she was used to looking down on those that were deemed less than her. Her lips, full like the moon, were incredibly alluring to the werewolf, and his member swelled a little faster between his thighs as he thought of the way her lips might feel if he took it upon himself to use her face for his pleasure. The idea crossed his mind but was quickly snatched away when his gaze traveled further down from her gentle jawline to her dress. Her cleavage was displayed by her dress, and the small amounts of her skin that he could see gave a clear sight of the small sheen of sweat that had come over his quarry’s body. He found himself thinking of what her sweat might taste like, his tongue lolling out of his mouth for a moment before he licked his lips and released a low growl. .
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His imagination combined with the scent that he picked up from her worked wonders for his arousal, but as Torstein stepped closer to her, the red cloak spun and carried her away into the forest again. Grinning as her ebony locks flew through the air in an exaggerated fashion like her cloak, he found himself beginning to tire of this chase. He wanted to have his fun with the woman, that much was clear by the erection bobbing heavily with its own weight and his heart rate, but he was finding his timetable for this whole ordeal coming to a close. If he did not catch her quickly and get back to the carriage, he would lose his opportunity to feel more that she had to offer than just the visual pleasure he experienced. Releasing an annoyed bark as she ran away up the path again, Torstein dropped to all fours and sprinted up the path after her. It did not take him long to close the distance, though as he leveled beside her on the path, he did not move immediately to take her legs out from under her. He wanted to toy with his prey now that he could see he had her in his grasp; he wanted her to know how futile her efforts to escape him and his plans were. Biting at the air behind her ankles as she ran, Torstein chomped loudly at the air and allowed his teeth to gnash against each other to let her hear how hard he was biting at her. His movements were carefully measured, despite how aggressive he would look to the woman. He did not know if she was the princess, and he could not afford to bite her and turn her if she was the royal target. There would be a hard sell to her father to make him go easy on them if he turned his precious daughter. At least not until some attempt at a treaty or peace had been made. Chuckling as he bit at her ankles, Torstein felt a throb in his manhood that told him it was no longer time to toy with her. It was time to act. .
05:27
Pushing up from all fours into a leap, Torstein bounded over the woman’s head and twisted in the air. Landing easily in front of her within arm's reach, he lunged forward and released a loud growl as his paws shot out to grab the woman by her upper arms. Gripping hard to make sure he had a secure hold over her with little chance of her getting away, Torstein picked her up and turned off the path to press her back against a tree. Holding her so that her feet dangled a couple feet off the ground, he brought his muzzle close to her face and released a rolling growl. Words followed after the growl, their tone crude and guttural due to the lupine mouth forcing them out, “Your time to run is up. Now, it is time for my fun.” Torstein smirked as he looked up at the woman, his member standing out from his body and prodding her abdomen hungrily. His eyes trailed down her body, admiring the way that her dress clung to her and showed off her features. Breasts that looked ready to be held and groped, continued down to a waist that he was almost certain he could fit one of his paws around. Releasing a rolling chuckle that held a mix of a growl in it, Torstein looked into her eyes before lowering his head to draw his tongue up the side of her neck, getting his first of many tastes. @EnchantedNymph
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Scarlett von Barany BOT 02-Jan-23 05:34 PM
Her attempt to run yet again had begun with the knowledge that it would be a futile cause. The wolf who had loomed over and taunted Scarlett took no time at all to close the last remaining distance between them. The loud thundering clap of his teeth as he snapped at her heels sent a sense of dread through her petite body. Her lungs burned and screamed for relief of their efforts as her eyes stung with the bite of the wind as she ran. He would catch her, he would kill her and the lives of her knight and handmaid had been for naught. One moment Scarlett was being taunted and terrorized from behind and the next moment she watched in horror as he leapt clear over her head only to land right in front of her. His claws digging into the earth as he charged toward her. His fur covered arms reaching out and grabbing her before she could even come to a full stop. All the hope she had had mere moments ago now scattered in the wind as he lifted her so effortlessly of the ground. Her hands moved to grip his arm, her legs struggling as she attempted to kick and claw her way free. He closed the distance between him, his large nose coming mere inches from her face as he let out a terrifying growl that made Scarlett's complexion shift three shades lighter. His words were gravel and bark, all bite with a rumble that could identify as a clap of thunder. Scarlett froze, the terror once again taking over as the beast pushed her against the trunk of a tree. The wind knocked out of her lungs she barely released an audible whimper as her lips quivered. 'Your time to run is up. Now, it is time for my fun.' blankspace
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His words echoed in Scarlett's mind as her eyes dropped down in horror. His cock was impossibly large and though Scarlett had no frame of reference she imagined it was more likened to a true beasts rather than that of a man's. Scarlett's entire body trembled in fear, her chest rising and falling at a rapid pace as she began to hyperventilate. Her eyes shut tight as it pressed into her abdomen, what he meant by fun was abundantly clear. She may never have done more than a simple kiss before but even she knew of animal husbandry and what animals did. "P-Please-" She could feel his eyes as they raked over her body, her skin crawled with apprehension. He laughed low and she held her breath, the tears streaming wildly down her cheeks as his tongue flicked across her neck. The sensation sending strange waves of static through her body. "S-stop!" Somehow, Scarlett knew that her feelings or desires were not important to the beast. He was her enemy, and she'd been a fool to think that Werewolves were anything different than a monster. @Himbo Tie
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Torstein Ohlson BOT 09-Jan-23 02:09 AM
Hearing the woman’s words as she tried to get him to stop drew a deep moan up through Torstein’s chest and over his lips that were moving slowly up her neck. He loved the way that she fought against him as her arms grabbed at him and her legs kicked. Torstein knew that there was next to nothing she could do to stop him from getting what he wanted from her now that he was holding her, but there was a deep joy he could draw from seeing her come to that same conclusion. Seeing her realize that her efforts were doing nothing but exhausting her and making his task easier. Growling deeply and letting the rolling breath travel over the damp skin of her neck, Torstein drew his tongue slowly up over her jaw before reaching the salty rivers of her tears. Torstein released a vibrating groan as he tasted the liquid on her cheeks, his eyes closing in a moment of bliss before they opened quickly. Locking his gaze on the woman’s eyes as he released a few pants, he could feel his member swelling and throbbing with excitement at the idea that those tears were brought on by him. There was a carnal joy that rolled through him as he looked at the desperation on the woman’s face as she told him to stop what he was doing. Releasing a rolling chuckle as he drew his head back slowly, Torstein looked into her eyes so that she could see the intelligence in his dark brown orbs. “No.” There was nothing that she could say that would stop him now that he had her in his grasp and had tasted the fear on her neck and cheek. Letting his tongue stick out of the front of his mouth for a moment, Torstein leaned his head forward and licked at the base of her throat slowly before drawing his tongue up. Feeling the smooth flesh of her throat under his touch, he continued his path until his tongue flicked out from under her chin and back into his mouth. Biting his lower lip and closing his eyes with a soft moan, Torstein opened them once again to gaze into her eyes. .
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“You taste so very good.” Growling as he snapped his teeth beside her head, Torstein kept his distance just enough that he wouldn’t bite her, but she would be able to feel the heat of his exhale. He bared his teeth and drew his head back to look over her and soak in the fear that seemed to emanate from her like warmth from an open flame. Looking down from her eyes to her mouth, he leaned forward and licked her lips quickly before lowering his head to lick at her throat again. However, instead of following her neck up, he nosed down to her chest and licked across her collarbones. Rubbing his lips against her to slowly kiss at her collarbones, Torstein lowered his head further to press his snout at the top of her dress. Pushing the fabric down with a grunt to expose her breasts, Torstein pulled his head back and let his mouth hang open with his breath coming in gentle pants. Flicking his gaze up to hers, he chuckled deeply before dipping his head down again and letting his tongue dip out to lick over each of her breasts. Feeling the perfect globes moving with the drawing of his tongue over them, he continued his exploration by lifting her against the tree slightly and letting his tongue find her nipple on her left breast. He kept his paws firmly grasped around her upper arms and shoulders, but as he tasted at her, he knew that he would need to change his grip to get everything he wanted. @EnchantedNymph
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Scarlett von Barany BOT 09-Jan-23 05:32 PM
Fear radiated off of Scarlett's body as he growled, the vibrations of it she swore she could feel against her neck. Harder and more violent than that of her beating heart as she looked down at him. Her entire body trembling though she knew that did nothing to help her cause. Tears continued to fall from her dark and cloudy eyes only for his tongue to flick against her cheek, leaving his saliva in place of her tears. Scarlett felt sick to her stomach as his eyes locked with hers. His breath against her skin hot and clammy as a knot formed inside her stomach. He was enjoying prolonging her demise and it sickened her. 'No.' His simple response disheartened her more than it should have, the truth of her situation had been known the moment she had been caught and his cock pressed against her abdomen. Pinned against the tree and nowhere to run Scarlett turned her head, her eyes shutting tight as he once again leaned in, his tongue tasting the sensitive and vulnerable flesh of her neck. Was he going to bite her? To eat her? The fear churned fiercely in her abdomen and every muscle in her body tensed. Her mouth shut tight as she let out a whimper. His moan drew her attention back to him though she shouldn't have looked. To see how much he was enjoying the torment, it was a game to him and she was nothing more than a piece to be used... She was a princess and in the end none of that mattered. It was more likely than not that this was happening because he knew she was a princess. Did he? She swallowed the bile that had rose inside her throat as he spoke. 'You taste so very good.' "N-no, P-plea-" blankspace
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Her words were cut off by his fearsome growl, Scarlett feeling that deep rumble all the way to her bones. His teeth snapped so close to her skin. Her eyes growing wide, her heart sinking as she felt the heat billow out of his mouth. She winced, her whimpering coming more frequently from her. Scarlett's lips trembled as he leaned in, his tongue flicking against her lips and then her neck. Her lips shutting as tight into a flat line as she shook her head from side to side. She had expected him to go back up but she had been so wrong. His cold nose pressed against the exposed skin of her chest as it rose and fell with each panicked breath she took. His lips and tongue tormented her over every inch of exposed skin only to sink even lower to the beginning part of her bodice. She winced as he made the fabric be pulled down, her chest now exposed to the elements and the beast. The cool bite of the air causing her nipples to pucker into small rosy peaks. Goosebumps spreading over the plump mounds that were her breasts and the tears began to stream thicker now. Flowing down her cheeks and chin to plop on that very chest he had exposed. Her eyes shut tight as she tried to fight, to move her body in hopes that his grip would somehow lessen. His tongue lapped at her breasts as if he was a beast at a feast and Scarlett cried out, repeating one word over and over. "No...no no no...no..." He had paused and for a moment she had thought that he might have stopped, yet that was not the case. Instead his head pressed forward after he had lifted her higher up against the tree. The bark scraping against her back and causing her to wince. His tongue had found her nipple, his grip on her seeming to tighten as he began to taste that little rosebud of a nipple. She felt sick, yet there was a warmth that had begun to swarm her body, a heat that she didn't understand and would soon come to realize whether she wanted to or not...
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Torstein Ohlson BOT 11-Jan-23 12:27 AM
The soft whimpers and shakes from the woman in his grip did nothing to stop Torstein as he pressed further into her, taking more of her flesh with his tongue. She truly did taste delectable, but whether that was something about herself or just the fear emanating from her was yet to be known. Ultimately, the origin of her flavor was not important to the wolf that held her against the tree and continued to lap his tongue at her breasts and chest. The only important thing here was the pleasure he was getting from his tormenting of the woman and the flavors that rolled over his tongue and caused his cock to throb needily between his legs. Her whimpering did produce results on her cheeks that streamed down to her jaw before dropping to her breasts. Lifting his muzzle slightly to let his tongue trail over the tops of her breasts, Torstein sampled the flavor of her tears that had dripped down as a testament of her terror. Moaning deeply as he tasted the salt and fear in the little drops, Torstein lowered his tongue to draw over her nipples. Feeling them hardened to the cool air and his touch, he let a soft growl roll from his throat. The sound carried none of the malice of his other sounds as he allowed himself to fall into the pleasure of the moment. The growl served more to let it be known how he was enjoying the experience here. Torstein shifted his muzzle over to press between her breasts and lick down through her cleavage to her abdomen still covered by the fabric of her dress. Breathing in deeply to take in her scent that was more intense under the dress, he felt his head growing slightly fuzzy as he found himself infatuated with the scent. The woman in his grasp was every bit as perfect as he could ask for, and as he drew his tongue up between her breasts to taste the flesh there, Torstein let his eyes flick up to meet her gaze. Everything about her was exciting to him, and he planned to capitalize on that. .
00:27
Lifting his head slowly so that his hot breath could spill over her chest and throat, Torstein maintained intense eye contact so that there was no doubt where his attention was. Looking into her dark eyes with his own once his head was lifted, Torstein licked his lips slowly to relay the message clearly that he had enjoyed every taste he had had so far. Leaning forward and licking the fresh tears from her cheeks, he chuckled softly as her chorus of the word no continued to flow. Grinning and pressing his muzzle against her cheek so that his whiskers could tickle her ear softly, Torstein spoke in a deep voice that rolled over her with his exhale onto her ear, “No, no, no. Listen to yourself. Do you think that will stop me from getting what I want?” Pulling back and snarling with his nose pressed against hers, Torstein furrowed his brows as he forced her to meet his gaze by following any movement of her head. Drawing back slightly to look down at her body before him, Torstein stepped back slightly before pulling the woman away from the tree. Holding her off the ground still, he surveyed over her body before nodding slowly when his gaze landed on the tattered hem of her dress. It would have once been a proud piece of apparel, but her run through the forest and its grabbing thorns had taken away that pride. Setting her down so that her feet just touched the ground, Torstein shoved forwards to make her stumble backwards on the path. Keeping his grip so that she would softly fall to her rear, Torstein shifted his grip so that his right paw moved forward to hold under her jaw and keep her head in place. Turning her head so that she was looking into his eyes as he loomed over her, he dropped to his knees over her legs. Dropping his left paw to pull up her dress and find her core, he hooked a claw under the fabric of her panties and ripped them easily. With the fabric out of the way, he laid the pad of his middle finger over her flower, checking for any dampness there.
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Scarlett von Barany BOT 11-Jan-23 07:34 PM
The tormenting of his tongue continued, the beast sampled her flesh as if she were a meal that he intended to devour and Scarlett knew that he would. He would take what he wanted and there was nothing that she had done or could do to prevent him from doing exactly that. His nose pressed against her cheek causing her to move her head, turning it more to one side so that it would be out of his reach but failing. His whiskers tickled at the sensitive hairs at her ears and she trembled, a strange soft noise escaping her. When he spoke, his mocking tone made her heart feel heavy as the tears continued to stain her pale cheeks. If only she had a way to not feed his sick fascination with her fear. He pulled back, moving his nose to press against her own and she whimpered. Scarlett tried to close her legs but being pinned against the tree and played out like a starfish had her not able to do much more than shake which her body was already doing in waves. Her stomach churned with unease as she tried to look away to try and ignore the beast that held her captive yet ever which way she turned he too followed, his dark eyes challenging. He pulled her from the tree and Scarlett tried to thrash, to be dropped or thrown yet his grip held strong. Her lack of muscles evident. Those eyes traveled over her body as if appraising, of seeing it's value and what he could take from it. He nodded and Scarlett sobbed, his eyes had fallen to the hem of her tattered dress. blankspace
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The once beautiful garment of red now in jagged triangles of different sizes, the longest few falling just above the knee but most stopping mid thigh. She was improper and he relished it, his eagerness for his desires only seeming to grow. He had sat her on her own two feet, both unsurprisingly weak as he moved forward. Scarlett naturally shuffled backwards taking uneasy steps like that of a scared animal and promptly tripping over an upturned root that jutted up from the earth's floor. She fell backwards, landing on her ass, yet she hadn't been hurt, his grip on her still strong. His hand moved to grip her jaw and she clenched her teeth, her heart hammered wildly still, her body already growing tired of the nonstop adrenaline that had been coursing through her veins, her fight or flight response waning. He was giant compared the the petite girl as she sat there on a pile of leaves and dirt, his shadow looming over her causing her to cower. He fell to his knees and Scarlett's fear grew, his paw pulled up her dress and she tried hard to close her legs, to prevent him from going anywhere near her maidenhood yet his claw so easily cut away the fabric that had been keeping her from being bare. Sobs rocked through her as she tried with all her might to get away in one last futile attempt to stop this, her feet kicking at the wolf and the earth. It hadn't even mattered, one of his beastly fingers touched at her most sensitive and untouched regions and Scarlett felt her heart shatter as a jolt of something unfamiliar shot through her and straight to some place inside of her. "No! Stop y-you beast! D-don't touch there!" @Himbo Tie
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Torstein Ohlson BOT 13-Jan-23 06:16 AM
Watching the woman thrash about as he pulled her away from the tree, Torstein chuckled deeply and let a rolling growl travel through his chest. He had no intention of setting her down to run again, but he loved the fight that the woman had left in her. He wished he had more time to elongate his play with her and let her run to be chased again, but he knew that he was already straining the timeline that he had established. Here he was, enjoying the treat in front of him, with plans to take even more for himself, while his comrades were fighting and dying on the field of battle against her kin. The thought did nothing to kill his arousal, but it brought his mind back to focus. This was not just some human that he was toying with; this woman could be the very princess of this kingdom. He would be careful not to bite her and turn her, but as his lip rose into a dangerous snarl, Torstein knew that he needed to defile this woman as one additional show to her father that he was not in control here. Having found her womanhood easily with his finger, Torstein drew it slowly up her lips to try and find her clit. He was not going for her pleasure at this moment, but he knew that if he could make the possible princess enjoy the act of being defiled, it would be one more blow to the old king of the humans. Rubbing his fingertip over her clit gently, he lowered his head with a low growl before opening his jaws wide. Letting his tongue fall to rest over her nipple, he held her jaw firmly with his right paw while closing his lips over her breast. Torstein let his canines draw gently over the sensitive flesh of her breast, but he made no effort to add the strength or pressure needed to break her skin. Wanting only to let her feel his teeth drawing over her supple flesh as his tongue rolled over her nipple, he was careful and moved slowly. Any accident here could have untold consequences, and he was not ready to deal with that. .
06:17
Choosing to tempt fate no longer as he hoped the woman would not move and his jaws would stay relaxed, Torstein drew his mouth slowly off her breast. Looking into her eyes as he lifted his left leg slowly, he moved his left paw away from her womanhood to grip her right thigh and pull her leg out of the way. Setting his leg down in the new opening between her legs, he drove his knee forward to pin her leg up out of his way. He felt her trying to move her legs and kick at him, but he brought his legs high enough up beside her to try and pin them out of the way. Bringing his right leg close in beside his left, he pushed her thighs open further before lifting his head and looking down at his prize. Licking his lips slowly, he squeezed his grip on her thigh and picked her up off the ground with it. Lowering his head down, he nuzzled his snout against her inner thigh so that she could feel his whiskers against the sensitive flesh there. Chuckling softly as he tightened his grip on her jaw enough to hold her still as he was distracted, Torstein drew his tongue out from his lips and ran it slowly up the woman’s slit. Feeling her petals moving gently under the pressure of his tongue, he breathed out quickly to flop her dress out of the way so that he could see her face and she could see what he was doing. Rolling his tongue at her clit and running his tongue back down with the slick underside, he snarled his lip up and released a deep growl against her flower so she could feel the vibrations of his air and lips. Pulling his tongue back slowly, he chuckled and whispered, “Stop? Don’t touch you here? Why? I think this is where I’m meant to taste you.” @EnchantedNymph
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Scarlett von Barany BOT 16-Jan-23 04:22 PM
Never before had a man touched her where this beast had his paws, never before had she ever felt such intense feelings as a jolt of heat shot from that little nub he pressed with the pad of his clawed finger. The feeling causing great concern shoot through her. Her lips parting as the let out a cry, her abdomen clenching as her head shook side to side. Tears once again streamed down her eyes as she felt his lips close around her nipple. Scarlett had heard that if you were bitten by a werewolf that there was a risk of obtaining their curse and as much as she wanted to fight him,. To kick and scream and tell him to leave her be yet she stayed perfectly still, too fearful of the repercussions if she did anything but. * *His tongue felt strange over her nipple, the sensitive flesh there seemed to also send that strange sensation of heat through her. Scarlett whimpered, her heart still protesting inside her chest violently despite every muscle in her body feeling the tiredness from her run. He had her pinned and his teeth were so close to her tender flesh that she feared the worst outcome. Even her head stopped it's persistent shakes. Her nails dug into her palms as goosebumps spread over her exposed flesh, the cool air of the forest causing her body to slightly shiver. He removed himself from her breast and that only seemed to heighten her body's need to shiver. His finger left her rosebud and Scarlett slumped for a moment, her eyes still shut tight as she tried to ignore what was happening to her. Despite her efforts her body would give away it's true feelings. Her perfectly pert nipples jutted out into tight little beads, her chest rising and falling with each breath she took. As he spread her legs there would be a dampness there despite her cries of displeasure. The beast spread her legs apart, exposing her most intimate part, each leg separated form the other and Scarlett's plea of *"No." *would return. blankspace
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She felt the ticklish sensation of whispers and Scarlett had to suck in a breath of air, her thigh muscle twitching in protest. His grip on her jaw grew tighter and another whimper would escape her. However, it was as she felt his tongue on her womanhood that her eyes shot open, her lips opening wide as she gasped for breath, her hips trying their hardest to jerk away from the most intense feeling she'd ever felt. Her back arched as her hands unclenched to dig at the earth beneath them. He moved her dress out of the way and her eyes instantly moved down her body. She wanted to look away but it was like when one received a wound, the need to watch as it was treated by the doctor had always been too great for Scarlett and so too was this. The tongue flicking across her most sensitive part of her had another gasp coming out of her, her head shaking side to side. He growled and her entire abdomen clenched, her womanhood doing the same out of fear and something else. "N-no! T-that's not! Please- s-stop..." She couldn't rightly tell him she was a virgin, the fear that it would give her away as the princess was too great. Her eyes shut and the tears flowed down her cheeks, her hands moving to cover her chest. No matter what she said or did she knew that by the time she left this forest she would be less than she had been when she had entered and that shattered her. (edited)
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Torstein Ohlson BOT 23-Jan-23 01:50 AM
The sounds that the woman beneath him made egged Torstein on as he pressed his tongue flat over her flower and drank in her nectar without moving to push her petals apart. The fact that he could taste her sweetness as it was told him that the woman was becoming more and more excited with his touching and teasing of her. Grinning at the idea and knowledge that he was breaking the woman’s will to refuse his advances, Torstein pressed his tongue flat over her and drew it up again to stop over her sensitive bundle of nerves. Moving his tongue side to side over the sensitive bud before lowering his lips to close over the delicate flesh surrounding it, Torstein rolled the tip of his tongue over her clit while sucking gently. Drawing the tops of her velvety inner lips up to his mouth as he sucked on her, he drew his left paw inwards and rubbed his thumb gently over where her inner thigh met her pelvic region. Drawing his thumb slowly up and down along the line in her flesh there, he squeezed his fingers over her thigh to hold her legs open. He enjoyed the gasps that came from her lips, but with every move of her hips to try and get away from him, Torstein squeezed tighter around her thigh. He was not in the mood to have his treat pulled away from him before he was ready, and he also did not want her movements to accidentally force her flesh against his teeth. He was being careful not to cut her as it was; he would lose his patience quickly if she got herself cut and infected without his intent. Looking up as he held her still for his tongue as it dipped down from her clit, Torstein could not help the soft moan that rolled through his throat when he saw her back arching and her hands clawing at the dirt. Lifting his head slowly, he licked his lips before speaking with his breath ghosting over her clit, “Quite strong reactions for not liking this, you know? Why don’t you just give in to the pleasure and admit to yourself you want this?” .
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Chuckling to himself with a deep growl, Torstein drew his tongue up over the woman’s clit again before pushing down towards her lips. Growling against them as his tongue slid between the slick petals and collected more of her nectar, he pressed his snout tight against her so that he could reach all that he wanted. Pressing his nose against her sensitive button so that every movement massaged it, he panted softly against her lips while taking in the scent of her fear and arousal from the source. Pulling his tongue into his mouth to taste her fresh arousal, Torstein released a hungry growl before opening his mouth and driving his tongue forward. Slipping easily through her lips that were slick with her own anticipation and his enjoyment of her flavors, his tongue found her entrance and circled it quickly before pushing against the opening. Torstein pushed forward against her, his nose pressing against her clit while his tongue pushed through the initial resistance of her entrance and slid deep into her. Staying relatively slender with his tongue, he lapped forward and flattened his tongue against her inner walls where he guessed her g-spot would be. Feeling the tender folds of her inner wall under his tongue, he growled deeply before the sound rolled into a low moan. Pushing forward and feeling her entire body shift slightly as he pulled his tongue back only to drive it back in, he glanced up and saw the tears on her cheeks as she watched him devour her. When she spoke and moved to cover her breasts, Torstein growled deeply and pulled back before surging forward over her body. Snapping his jaws at her wrist before forcing his snout under her arm, he flipped his head back to force her hand off her breasts. Seeing them again, he ran his tongue over her right nipple before coming forward further and holding his muzzle over her face to force eye contact between them. .
01:51
Growling deeply as he opened his mouth and displayed his sharp canines and incisors to her, Torstein turned his head slightly so that she could see his bared teeth that ran back along his jaw. Lifting his head and then lowering back down quickly with his teeth bared, he growled out his words, “You do not tell me to stop. You do not hide yourself from me.” He snapped his jaws together near her cheek and turned his head so that she could see the other set of sharp teeth meant for shredding soft flesh like hers. Lowering his head so that she could feel his hot breath against her ear, Torstein inhaled her scent deeply before moaning out his next words. “Your job is to lay back and let me fuck you. Spread your legs and take me, or you will regret it.” Lifting his head so that he could stare into her eyes with his own savage brown orbs, he made sure she understood the severity of his threat before glancing down between their bodies. In his surge upwards, his cock had sprung up and was now rest against her lower abdomen. Watching his length prod against her gently as it throbbed with each of his heartbeats, Torstein chuckled softly before rolling his hips back and dragging the underside over her clit. He had been planning to devour her and make sure she was ready for him, but as he shifted his hips back and felt his spade tip slide between her slick lips to settle at her entrance, Torstein knew that his plans had changed. @EnchantedNymph
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Scarlett von Barany BOT 23-Jan-23 12:47 PM
She wouldn't listen to his words, her mind too caught up in the betrayal that was happening within her own body. Too caught in the wicked trap the wolf had set Scarlett could do nothing as his nose pressed against that sensitive button, the vibrations of his growl travelling up from her core to the roots of her scalp. A whimper leaving her, this man- no this beast knew what he was doing and he had every intention of defiling more than just her body. She felt as he parted her folds, the cool air causing her to shiver even more as he took what he wanted from her. The whimpering wouldn't seem to stop as he continued. Further still his tongue continued to take from her, pressing into parts of her that nothing had ever before. She was a mix of emotions and Scarlett hated herself for it, her vision now so blurred by her tears that she couldn't make heads or tails of what he was doing. She thought he'd gone as far as he could but soon she learned that she had been so wrong. That long tongue of his went deep inside of her and the cry that left her was less fear and more something else as her inner muscles clenched. He was making sounds that she'd only ever heard of once before when she'd been curious where Violet had gone... Sounds that she now knew meant that he was aroused. Her eyes went wide as he stopped what he was doing, so quickly he had moved from between her legs and at her most intimate bits to looming over her as he bared his fangs. All those teeth glistened and it terrified her as he snapped them shut at her wrists. She cried then, the fear coursing through her at the highest it ever had been as he used his snout to shove her hands up off of her breasts. His tongue flicked across her hardened little rosy nipples and Scarlett shook her head, her eyes blinking rapidly as her tears cascaded down her face to water the earth with their saltiness.
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blankspace He moved and snapped his jaw at her again and the whimper that left her this time had her entire body trembling. So close to her face she could feel the heat of his breath as it spread over her cheek, that breath moved near her ear as he released a moan. A sound she'd ever heard so close before yet somehow it churned a warmth inside of her that should not have been there. The words that left him next stole the very air from her lungs as she continued to tremble. "Pl-" The sobs she had now choked her silent as he rose to stare down at her, those dark and hungry eyes of his held a savagery she had never experienced before in her spoiled youth. It chilled her to the bone and had her frozen beneath him. So frozen was Scarlett that when he thrust his hips upwards and she felt the monstrosity of him rest on her abdomen she made not even a sound. Her mouth slightly agape with the silent cries that could no longer be heard but could clearly be seen. Her eyes were wide as she felt him pull himself back, that appendage of his slipping further south and against her netherlips. She wanted to protest, needed to protest yet there was nothing she could do as the tip of him pressed against her entrance.
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blankspace Her abdomen clenched, her heart broke, and her body accepted, her eyes slamming shut as she tried to escape the reality that was happening. He would learn the truth of her the moment he slid into her depths, how tight she would be, her hymen intact. This beast would learn that he truly had claimed the princess, forever damaging her as soon as he would thrust forward. He was too big, her body to petite but it wouldn't matter and she knew he wouldn't care. If anything with how savage the beast was Scarlett knew that he would relish in it. The smell of blood would tinge the air and her fate would forever be sealed... That silent cry would become a high pitched scream that echoed through the silence of the forest. A scream so terrible that one would think someone had met a terrible fate and it would be true. White hot pain would shoot through Scarlett and she would scream, scream until her voice could do nothing more. @Himbo Tie (edited)
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Torstein Ohlson BOT 08-Feb-23 03:37 PM
The fear exploded off the woman beneath him, and Torstein didn’t want any of it to go to waste. Lowering his head as he saw her accepting her new fate, he drew his tongue slowly out of his muzzle to let it trace up her throat to the underside of her jaw. Her sweat carried a delectable flavor of her fear on it, and he knew in that instant that there was something special about the woman below him. She was terrified of not only him, but he could sense and apprehension in her as well, as if she were afraid of what was about to happen to her. It was a reasonable fear to have, but as he remembered the tightness of her inner walls that his tongue had pushed through, it slowly started to make sense. She was scared of the beast over top of her, but she was also afraid of the notion of him fucking her. Grinning as he lifted his head slowly and let his tongue trail up her jaw to her chin, Torstein lets his snout rest again her chin as he looked down into her eyes. He knew what to do with his body and didn’t need to guide himself much further than nature would take over. He wanted to keep his eyes focused on the woman’s face so that he could see if what he was suspecting was the truth. Drawing his hips back and down so that his rod of heated flesh pulled over her slick womanhood, Torstein watched her eyes slam closed in an attempted preparation for what was coming. Chuckling softly and letting his tongue escape his maw once again, he licked at the underside of her upper lip before pushing his hips forward slowly. His spade pushed through the very entrance of the woman below him, but he could not help the deep grunt that played at his throat when he encountered significant resistance. Pausing for a moment as he felt how tight her walls were around his member, Torstein tilted his head in a quizzical manner as his suspicions were getting answered. .
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The beginning trails of the scent of blood struck him with the force of a hammer to the brow, but rather than slowing him down, it only egged him on. Pushing forward and ignoring the resistance of her walls as best he could, Torstein found himself unable to move further once he was half way inside the woman. The scent of her blood told him what he needed to know, and there was nothing stopping the smirk that played across his lips as he looked down at the woman beneath him. She was not just any woman that he had found and chased through the woods. Pulling his hips back and slamming forward again to force himself deeper, Torstein smiled and growled deeply when he caught a fresh whiff of her blood on his back stroke. This woman was the most precious female that the humans had in their possession, and with each of his movements, he was defiling her and removing her purity and worth. Pulling back his hips and crashing forward again with a deep rumbling moan, Torstein shook his head when he heard the scream that the princess beneath him released. He relished in the high-pitched intensity of the scream, his hips starting a fast rhythm that forced his member deep into the tight walls of the princess with no regards for how it might feel for her. The blood in the air excited him further and brought a heavy drip of precum from his tip to begin coating her walls. Bringing his paws down to hold the princess by her hips, Torstein raised his head so that he could look down at her face. Contorted in fear, agony, and trace amounts of pleasure, the princess’s expression brought an immediate surging reaction to his girth. Feeling his member swell as his arousal grew, Torstein continued with his relentless rhythm before lowering his head to lick at her throat again. .
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Drawing his tongue up her throat to the point of her chin, Torstein let his breaths wash over the damp flesh of her throat and her tear-slick cheeks. He could feel his length forcing its way deeper into the petite princess beneath him until he finally felt his hips collide with hers. Glancing down to see that he had bottomed out inside of her, he waited a moment as he brough his muzzle up to force his tongue into her mouth. Feeling her screaming over his strong muscle as he closed his mouth to kiss hers roughly, Torstein pulled his hips back slightly before slamming forward again to fill her to the hilt again. Drawing his head back with a moan as he repeated the deep, powerful thrusts at a slow, steady pace, Torstein smirked before whispering in her ear, “Little Princess Scarlett, you are mine now.” @EnchantedNymph
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Scarlett von Barany BOT 16-Feb-23 05:25 AM
He was too big, too intimidating of a presence as he loomed over her, his cock's head had defiled her entry, as he pushed it between her slit. Her eyes nearly burning as bad as her throat as she felt an intense heat shoot course through her like a violent storm. Something ripped and with it she was no longer the chaste princess. Scarlett had been defiled by the beast who was more than man and she couldn't help the eardrum shattering scream that ricocheted through the forest. Birds scattered from their nest, rabbits huddled in their burrows trembling in fear from the shock of the sound but none of the wild beasts were more terrified than the woman who had released it. Her body shook with a fierceness that not even she could help as her teeth grit together, grinding against each other as Scarlett felt him pause but for a moment. She couldn't bring herself to look at him, not as he took from her the one thing that should have been hers to give away instead of forcibly taken. To her terror her scream hadn't stopped him, in fact as her scream began to die his hips thrust forward, removing the last of her barrier as he fully hilted and the pain was immeasurable as her body tried it's best to adjust to the invading organ. Each thrust of his hips overwhelmed her and while the beast himself could smell the blood that coated his manhood Scarlett could taste the metallic tang in her mouth as she bit down on her tongue. The thought had crossed her mind that perhaps she could escape her reality through a sense of pain that she herself had given yet even as her mouth filled with blood there was no avoiding the ruthless presence that the beast gave off; not while he violated her very being. There was no escaping her reality as his cruel rhythm became even more unyielding to her cries. She felt his tongue trace up her throat, her entire body rocking like a ragdoll as he thrust into her repeatedly. That burning pain replaced by something of a soul-shattering agony. (edited)
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She screamed again, this time more out of necessity than out of actual pain. The need to let the universe know that she detested what was happening to her, the need to let him know that she hated it with every fiber of her being. It wasn't near as piercing, though it was loud all the same as it echoed through the silent forest. As if every animal within their vicinity knew what beast lurked and devoured it's prey. * *The beast's tongue forced itself into her mouth, yet another part of his body invading hers, leaving her with no boundaries and left with a feeling of being hollow. Scarlett's scream became swallowed, muffled and drowned out like the last of her willpower as he drank it up, likely enjoying the taste of her blood as he kissed her. It wasn't a loving kiss, it wasn't gentle like the first one she had ever experienced with a childhood friend. It was forceful, one of greed and a need to concur all that she was and one that would succeed in destroying what little bit of Scarlett she had tried to reserve. He pulled back and released her lips, her mouth remaining open as she gasped for ragged breaths of air. The exposed flesh of her chest pale and covered in a mix of dirt and sweat as her body reacted to the actions that were taking place. He moaned and she retched, only to hear his words as they penetrated her ear, the whispers of them tickling the hairs in her ear and filling her with trepidation as to what may come in the future now that he did in fact know that she was the princess he had hoped. She was caught, defiled and now truly and utterly discovered despite the great pains that Violet and Henry had taken for her escape. Scarlett had failed them, failed her kingdom and most of all she had failed her father and there was nothing she could do to change her ill-gotten fate. The naivety she had once had about the werewolves being more than just beasts now shattered and scattered on the wind much like the leaves as they fell from their branches...
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