Black Tie Affair

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[atrb=background,http://i53.tinypic.com/16gcpow.png] Snow. Such a magical form of ice. Frozen water clumped together, formed in the fuzzy clouds that floated in the blue sky. Snow is soft without the touch of a weighted object or creature. It’s light as a feather that floats unplanned through the atmosphere till it settles on a earthly surface. The liquids slowly begins to separate from its frozen form. Cold water being absorbed from any soft surface. Even the coat of creatures had no chance of escaping the ice. A damp threaded beast walked towards the several waterfalls of Mystical Falls. His glowing lime green eyes was constantly touched by the sun’s hands. The light caressed his massive form. It’s heat making great effort to chase the cold away from his soft skin. The light reflected off of his aqua highlights and markings. Unusual paintings such as the knights is not common amongst the animal kingdom. The crescent moon stained to his hip and the touch of two green specks underneath Large paws brushed lightly against the light snow that covered the boulders. The once untouched now that served as a blanket of mother earth was now compressed under his weight. The snow that was once untouched melted under the warmth of his padded paws. His lengthy ebony tail brushed against the ground disturbing the ice all the more. His eyes flowed under the sunlight just as his body was. The power that resided in his eyes was like no other, seemingly magical. A power that was so unrealistic. Dominance was bred into his personality by his mother and father. The strong will survive. And this stud was the strongest any creature has laid their eyes on. He viewed himself as the best of the best, no matter what his goal is to accomplish. To be the fiercest warrior, the greatest lover, and the smartest tactician. His toxic coated ears flickered to the raging waters than forced back behind him painting him a mental picture of all the hiding places that someone might hide. He was a very aware of his surroundings. Any animal that moved upon him he would be aware of them also. Not just physically but their mind would be open for him to play with them. Their weakness, their thoughts and even come dangerously close to playing with their strengths. Ace’s eyes scanned the surroundings with him. His nose suddenly picking up a smell that was mingled with the mist of the falls. His massive head lifted up from its resting place. His muscles tensed with raw force, a force to be reckoned with. And so he stood, awaiting the presence to let it be known on it’s time before he starts playing the childish games.

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[☼ Sunstorm]

[atrb=border,0,true][cs=7][bg=EE76EB] I enjoyed the allure of water, and that was the reason I'd been pulled to this area. I typically roamed the Pool of Wisdom and Fighter's Forest territory, though I had discovered that just outside the borderlines was a place heavenly to one like myself. I'd visited here quite a few times, and even bathed during the warmer months. Not only would it be incredibly stupid to bathe now, but in some areas it was impossible. Where the waterfalls pummeled the pools of water below, it was liquid, but in sections that lacked such force, everything was completely frozen over. I only approached the waters to take a few sips, but the temperature was so cold that I didn't desire to take more than that. Backing away from the frigid liquid, I continued my way on the cold slabs of rock that bordered the rushing waters. Ah, yes, I loved this place, and I was eager to visit during the warmest months, were I could fully submerge myself to cool down. It was hard to imagine such warmth when there were crystalline formations hanging everywhere and snow covering the ground, but I tried to manage. He had slipped past my notice at first, which was unsual for me, considering I was typically so observant. Around the time that he had scented me, however, was around the time that I first realized he was there. Many yards seperated us as far as length went, but he was also on the other side of the rushing waters. Damn! And from what I could see of his powerfully built hindquarters, he must be quite the looker. I saw his body tense, and I assumed he had scented me; the breeze was carrying my scent toward him. I was impressed, because it was hard to scent things when water was in abundance. His back was to me, which meant I could not see his chest. I was hoping his allegiance was with the Order. After all, we were directly outside the borders, so it wasn't a distant possibility. I decided to call out to him, so he'd know I was approaching from behind, and across the river. "Hello there!" I naturally had a loud voice, so it was easy to put enough force so it'd be carried across the bubbling sounds of the water. I was just frustrated that the water was too wide for me to jump--The Mexican side of me provided me with shorter legs, and there was not enough power in my hindquarters to launch me across, anyhow--and there was no means of a bridge. This frustrated me, but I was good at keeping that hidden. My silvery white legs hesitated when we were across from one another, and I shifted my weight so that my hips tipped to one side, showing the slope of my curves. My amber eyes searched him over, my black lips resting in a polite, small smile. "What a fine day it is, wouldn't you agree?" And it was getting better and better.

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[atrb=background,http://i53.tinypic.com/16gcpow.png] “Hello there!” Ahh. And there was the scent that caught Ace’s attention. A perfume that mingled in the misty air. True, the humidified air made a beast to second guess what he was smelling. But the aquamarine warlock wasn’t that easy to fool- he was nobody’s fool including nature’s. His nose and ears made him turn around from here he stood to look the opposite direction. His emerald green eyes landed and stayed on a vixen. A female who’s eyes were already studying him and watching his large frame. His unwavering eyes studied her. He memorized the color of her eyes, the stains on her coat and the markings that birthed on her fur. She was beautifully colored. Her threads mixtures of whites, silvers brown and blacks. Freckles claimed her moon washed legs and those same brown speckles along her neck. Even when her soft honey eyes finally came to focus on him he never moved his attracting eyes from her view. His studying eyes moved down to her slender chest, viewing the tattoo that marked her soft skin. A saddened thought moved into his mind. Such a beautiful creature just to be marked by such an ugly emblem. But he knew soon he too would have to take up the scar on his chest. He was in the process of enlisting with the Black Stag. Only Dragunov with the council of Dogonet would he know where his alliance lay. He watched the frustration engulf her chest and the tension that claimed her short legs. Her hips moving just right to catch his attention sexually. A smirked pulled at the edge of his soft lips as he stepped towards the raging liquids. Without hesitation the power in his hindquarters lifted his body up into an angel over the stream. His front legs stretching to touch the other side. His claws came in contact with the rocks and smoothly he moved into a walk past the vixen turning around behind her. His eyes taking a quick glance at her banner and the lines in her legs. “Well hello. I am Ace, at your service. And yes, what a beautiful day.” His massive head lowered to his chest in an old fashion greeting. His eyes never leaving hers. The brute force of spirit that was walled up behind his eyes was enough to build a storm. A storm so powerful that every wolf should be weary of. The eagerness that twitched in the sunny reflection. A personality trait that is aggressive in anything he does. This brute excels in everything his does without exception.

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[☼ Sunstorm]

[atrb=border,0,true][cs=7][bg=EE76EB] When my call caught his attention, he turned, revealing the face that was as handsome as what else I had seen. I appreciated it, studying it just as he studied me; ego boost, right there. I also noticed that nothing had caught my eye regarding his chest, which meant he was free of any mark. It was sort of a shame, yes, but it was also irrelevant. I'd caught his eye, and he'd caught mine. What else was there to be taken into consideration? Delighted, I was, when I saw him take a step toward the waters. There was absolutely no trace of hesitation in his rippling muscles as he launched himself over the water, landing gracefully on the other side. He had been beautiful the few seconds he'd been in the air; if I had let my imagination run away, I'd have thought he could fly away if he wished. But I didn't tend to do such a thing. He landed, and the momentum of it caused him to walk past my body while he slowed himself down. I turned my face so that my eyes were able to watch him the whole time, though I didn't move much as he turned around. Now that he was closer, I could tell that he was exotically colored; there were wild, blue highlights that seemed to race through random places on his ebony fur, and there was a funny looking mark on one flank. It was interesting in coloration; the green of it matched his intense eyes. 'Well hello. I am Ace, at your service. And yes, what a beautiful day.' He dipped his head in a chivalrous manner, a gesture I did not see too often. I registered this with an appreciation, a flirtatious smile curling on my lips. His eyes seemed to burn within their intensity--whether or not that intensity directed from the color itself or his emotion, I could not tell--and they never left mine. Feeling quite pleased with how my day was turning out, my mottled tail swayed gently. "It is quite a pleasure to meet you, Ace." Ah, yes, what a pleasure it was. "My name is Jocassee." Some found it to be too much of a mouthful, though I enjoyed how different it sounded compared to most of the names around these parts. "What brings you out here, into this icy world?" Might as well as strike up a proper conversation while we got to know each other.

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[atrb=background,http://i53.tinypic.com/16gcpow.png] After the nation wide king settled his body down for just a second he took great note of the queen’s motions. She didn’t move her slender frame to face him, she simply moved her tiara towards him and let a smirk play across her tender lips. Ace picked his stained body forward to a position where she was comfortable to view him without attracting a crick in her neck. Settling at an angle in front of her, his eyes continued to watch the fairy. The wind that brushed through Mystical Falls brushed their hands up against her multi colored hue. Each thread entangling with the other and soon the mixture was wild. It tickled Ace emotionally. In a way she was teasing his male instincts. Instincts that he has learned to trust and obey without any doubt in his mind. But this certain impulse could get a brute into all sorts of trouble if he wasn’t playing his cards right. A seductive smile pulled at the edge of her lips. His vision moved down to her tail that swayed side to side ever so gentle. His eyes came back to view her deep walnut covered eyes. Again, the animal impulses that tickled under his belly was warm. Just as the warmer liquids that came the pit of his stomach was slowly trying the reach out to his mind. However, he wasn’t that easy to fall into the instincts of reproduction. Knowing that watching the vixen before him was triggering a hidden chemical in his brain he deeply grunted under his breath. Jocassee… He took in a deep, notable breath into his broad chest. His head lifted slightly up as the misty air ran down his lungs along with her perfume. His midnight tail wagged in response to her own moving over her hindquarters. His shoulders shivered slightly as another icy breeze dug under his coat to touch his numb skin. What brings you out here, into this icy world? He wasn’t quick to reply to her. He looked up from her frame with a smile on his own lips. His view glancing up at the sky momentarily. “Well, I do believe I might as well enjoy it out in the open before I dig myself into the ground for warmth. And why not find new relationships while I wait for it to get colder?” He took a casual step towards her. His weight resting on his back legs. “What about you, Joe-cas-eeeee.” A chuckle rumbled from his vocal cords for a second. “Excuse me. I’ve never heard such a fascinating name before.”

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[☼ Sunstorm]

[atrb=border,0,true][cs=7][bg=EE76EB] This was a staredown, if you liked to think of it that way. If we had been two males, it would have been obvious that one was trying to get the better of the other. And if the situation had been reversed, if we were both females, then it might be that the two housed hostility. Females tended to not get along very well with one another; I knew this quite well. Of course, there were always exceptions, but I'm just thinking generally. As it was, however, he was a guy, and I was a girl. And it would have been evident to any observer that we were attracted to one another, just as a proton was attracted to an electron. It was inevitable. It was literally as if we could not keep our eyes off of each other; the only time my eyes moved to anywhere else was to admire the lines of muscle drawn throughout his body. I assumed his eyes flickered for the same reason, though my body was meant to have the lesser muscle. Just as he lightly shivered as a result to the chilled breeze, I shivered as well. His chill had only been a slight trembling of the shoulders, while mine seemed to extend throughout my entire body, from the base of my ears to the tip of my tail. Perhaps it was due to the fact that his coat was thicker than mine, though I knew that it might not be only reason for my shiver. The wind had been nothing more than a catalyst. He wasn't the quickist to reply to me, and I was okay with that, even though I longed to hear the way he spoke, with that rich, deep voice of his. His voice made me tingle, though I'd not given an outward sign of that fact. He just watched me, a handsome smile on his face, and he glanced up at the sky for a moment before answering. 'Well, I do believe I might as well enjoy it out in the open before I dig myself into the ground for warmth. And why not find new relationships while I wait for it to get colder?' I had the same outlook on the day, as a matter of fact. It was cold, and while I knew of many ways to get warmer--a few of those possibilities included sidling up to him, but we had just met, and I was a bit better than that (maybe)--I would stand the cold a while longer. I noticed that he took a step closer, and however casual the gesture might be, I felt it to be significant. 'What about you, Joe-cas-eeeee.' He articulated my name with force, rooftop accenting the first two syllables while hanging a brief fermata on the last one. I found it quite amusing; so much so that a giggle bubbled up from my throat, tinkling out and providing such a delightful sound to the ears; it had been a while since I'd properly laughed. The sound seemed strange, but I was reveling in the reason behind it. "Like my name, don'tcha?" More of the tinkling giggle. Without thinking about it, I took a step toward him, just as he had done moments before. Like I said, protons and electrons, baby. 'Excuse me. I’ve never heard such a fascinating name before.' "I don't mind at all; and I am certainly glad that you like it." I placed a slight emphasis on the word you, indicating my already evident interest for him. "And I am also glad that you'd rather be out here in this chill than somewhere else. Never can have too many relations, now can you?" And here I quirked my brow. ooc:// Ahaha, when he said her name, I literally giggled. :3

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[atrb=background,http://i53.tinypic.com/16gcpow.png] She giggled. A sweet sound that Ace unconsciously wanted to hear from the moment he came into her presence. The sound of amusement rolling off of her tender lips did more than satisfy him. His satisfaction was with the possible long term ’friendship’ was looking better and better with every second. Satisfaction made his blood warmer than normal. His heart, the organ that kept his spirit in its vessel, was suddenly a heater that filtered under his skin. Like my name, don'tcha? “Mm. Yes I do…” His eyes lingered on her dainty paws as she moved a step forward, towards him. Closer to him. Her perfume grew stronger and stronger as the two edged closer to each other’s body. Each of their body build was attractive yet different in so many ways- like ying and yang and similar to black and white coated wolves. One was lean and the other was stout. Both complimented the other. I don't mind at all; and I am certainly glad that you like it. And I am also glad that you'd rather be out here in this chill than somewhere else. Never can have too many relations, now can you? “No, you can never have too many. So what is an appealing fairy doing roaming in these lands alone? I would think you have quite and few obsessive ‘boys’ begging any kind of attention from you.” He saw a glint in her eyes, he knew she wasn’t trying to hide the attraction she had for him. And he wasn’t hiding the fact that he was also drawn to her neither. Taking Joecassee’s recent step towards him as an nonverbal invitation, Ace shifted his weight from the back of his legs to his front as slowly but steadily. He edged into her personal bubble smoothly, careful not to pop the comfort she had in her space. In his opinion, he was so smooth, he entered her bubble without disturbing it. Confident he wasn’t going to scare Joecassee away, he stood just a few inches from his nose touching hers. He could feel the warm breath that exited from her lungs on his face. His eyes turned soft with open-mindedness. Even with the intensity of his aggressive personality he managed to rope his assertiveness and it to the secondary corral. The prime emotion that he allowed to feel was serenity and patience. “Tell me your fantasy’s, Joeassee.” His sonorous tone was barely above a whisper. He leaned his crown to her ears, which happened to be just below his maw. “I’ll make them come to a reality.” The king didn’t touch the queen. No, he didn’t want to scare her if she felt it was too soon to be touching. The only touch he had on her was the warmth of his breath and whatever warmth he had radiating from his thick colored jacket.

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[☼ Sunstorm]

[atrb=border,0,true][cs=7][bg=EE76EB] Perhaps it was strange that I was so intensely attracted to this stranger--yes, stranger! I'd barely known him for ten minutes, so why was my mind flashing forward in this way? Why was I so eager to press myself to his warmth? It was strange, yes. I could not find an answer, yet I could not find any reason why this was wrong. I was free, completely and totally single, and I craved more relations. So, really, how was this bad? 'No, you can never have too many. So what is an appealing fairy doing roaming in these lands alone? I would think you have quite and few obsessive ‘boys’ begging any kind of attention from you.' "Ah, just because they beg does not mean they'll get it," I said, throwing an enticing wink his way. "I am here alone to enjoy this icy world...It is quite beautiful, even if a little dangerous. But I think I can throw away solitude for the day, if you wouldn't mind doing the same." He was shifting forward, rolling his weight so that he could glide smoothly into my personal space. Not that I minded; no no, not that I minded at all! He could come even closer if he so wished, as a matter of fact. Our noses were mere inches apart; all I had to do was take one step forward in order to nuzzle my narrow muzzle to his broad one. Perhaps two steps to tuck myself under his strong neck. It was hard to contain multiple fantasies that were spring up in my mind; some innocent, some, not so much. It was hard to keep my head; usually I was cool and collected when it came to guys, but today seemed different. I seemed fluttery, and not completely in control. Then again, most of the guys I'd flirted with had not had the intense personality that Ace did. We were so close now that I could see every slight change in color in his vivid eyes. 'Tell me your fantasies, Jocassee.' He leaned closer, edging his large head over mine; he was so much taller than me, so much larger. I could feel his warm breath stirring the fur on my ears, and hearing his low whisper literally made me shudder. I was tingling and he hadn't even touched me yet. He seemed to be teasing me, playing this seductive game. 'I’ll make them come to a reality.' It was difficult to not press forward, to touch him. Believe me, I wanted to. But I was working to keep my head, to keep my footing in this little game. I was successful, because I managed to say in a sultry voice, "Oh, wouldn't you like to know?" And I backed away a step, sliding my head out from under his and locking my walnut colored eyes onto his emerald ones. "Not yet, boy. But soon, perhaps." How I would love to tell him now. I just couldn't let him know that. He seemed to be the type of man to be in control of things, and while I could easily give him such control, it would be funnier for all of us if I retained some of my own. "Come, take a stroll with me?" I angled my body to face downstream, lifting one silver foreleg as I proposed this situation. My body posture was still playful, still inviting, but I was hoping to know more of this male who called himself Ace. I wanted to know more of his intensity before we advanced any further.

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[atrb=background,http://i53.tinypic.com/16gcpow.png] Oh man, oh man. Such a sassy thing standing in front of Ace. The twinkle in her doe eyes was catchy. So catchy that the attracted visitor cannot keep her off his mind. Joeassee was seeping into his mind like a woman's sweet perfume would soak into a piece of a man's clothing. She was marking on him emotionally. She deliberately hid in a corner and pasted bright red lipstick on her lips before she meet the fool who wondered in the hotel room. When she came in contact she would stain his skin with her signature forever. Ace of Studs was nobody's fool. If anything, he was similar to her. Like a human he would be cleanly shaven with his own scent of aftershave. With the exception of using a physical stain on the vixen he would use his enormous body to brand him into her mind. Attracting the opposite sex to the sheets in his bed. Silently leaving his own signature in the woman's memories and emotions. Yes, this was his way. Ah, just because they beg does not mean they'll get it... And then she winked. Mm, the wonders of females mind. And the best part of this little Hard to Get dance, if thats what you want to call it, was getting more invigorating by the second. When the beautiful multiple hued Queen shivered down her spine, a handsome grin pulled at the edge of his lips. Suddenly he felt like a God; knowing the right moves and words to make her body uncontrollably quiver with excitement. He knew to let her anticipate what 'possible' future laid in front of them, or behind her as a matter of fact. Anticipation made things... more fun. A lot more fun. Oh, wouldn't you like to know? Oh yes I would, he thought. She stepped her delicate body away from him without so much as a warning. Her begging, rich eyes reaching out to take a hold of his patient emerald greens. The brow with his turquoise tattoo raised with keen interest at her actions. And his eyes flashed, for just a second, of a new awareness. When he thought he 'had' the upper hand, he was clearly mistaken. A rug was pulled out from under him when she took back control he had only for a brief moment. He had to gather his balance quickly, and get back in this sexual game. Not yet, boy. But soon, perhaps. Boy? "I don't know who you are talking too, little girl." As she angled her body toasted the stream he took his place by her side. However, keeping a distance that was not as close as he had tried before. Come, take a stroll with me? Ace strode forward at a slow pace. His strides were long, but the slow pace he kept should be comfortable for the vixen at his side. His sharp battle claws scrapped across the hard rock amongst the stream of the falls. His focus was to on his side vision on Joeassee, taking in the way she swayed her body; which foot led first and how her tail kept her perfectly balanced. "Joeassee, how do you like to spend your time?" His head tucked in against his shoulder closest to her. His eyes watching and never wavering to leave hers. His broad ears flicked forward listening to the gurgling of the rushing streams then continued to scan around the two for intruders. But his eyes always watching her. "What do you enjoy doing?"

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[atrb=border,0,true][cs=7][bg=EE76EB] 'I don't know who you are talking to, little girl.' Ah, touché. He seemed to have been surprised in some slight degree; owe that to his testosterone-filled ego. I wasn't much offended by his remark, though I could not keep a coy smirk from forming on my black lips, nor the flirty look I flashed him. I flit away from him then, teasing him with the way of a woman's walk, the delicate way I moved my paws. I wouldn't give him everything he wanted at one time; he had to work for it. He would not have all the control--oh, no! Such a thought was simply unacceptable. He obliged when I told him to come walk with me, striding forward on those long legs of his. Oh goodness, he was so tall; most girls favored tall guys, because they enjoyed the feeling that they could be taken care of. I was no exception. I continued to receive flashes of myself tucked under his column of a neck. Yes, I admired the taller ones. Fortunate for me, this one was tall, strong, and intensely handsome. A girl didn't always get this lucky. 'Jocassee, how do you like to spend your time? What do you enjoy doing?' All the while, he kept his eyes on mine, something that caused my stomach to flutter about. I kept mine on his the majority of the time, though occasionally they flickered ahead just to make sure I didn't stumble onto anything unpleasant. Instead of being sultry with my answer, I decided to take a more honest route, and generalize what I did from day-to-day. "I enjoy coming to places like these." But it wasn't the ice that was holding my attention, not any longer. "I roam the general area outside of Order lines. I also enjoy spending my time amongst plants. I work as a Medic." And I was rather proud of that title. It hadn't been much of an effort to receive the title, and I had come at a marvelous time, too, because mere weeks after did more Healers come my way. "And what about you, lover boy?" Perhaps he would find this term a little more appealing? It would be a little strange to say 'lover man', in my opinion. My tail flicked up and over, meaning to touch his own for a brief moment, though my body was shorter in length that his was. It ended up touching his flanks, and if I hadn't made it come high enough, surely in would have rubbed at his underbelly. I could be a slut, but in all honesty, I hadn't intended to come across as one in that instant. Lucky for me, I'd aimed just high enough. And although it had been I to initiate the touch, I still couldn't get over how it affected me. My ears grew hot, and my heart was beating wildly in my chest. It was a wonder how I managed to keep a cool head this long, to be honest.

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