Angel and Demon [Selene]

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Angel and Demon [Selene] Aug 15, 2017 14:46:49 GMT -6

Post by Deleted on Aug 15, 2017 14:46:49 GMT -6

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[attr="class","post"]In the quiet, even Far’s breath seemed to echo in the tunnels. The Virak Caverns were the veins of Xisyn, the caves creating a network below the ground that stretched in twisting miles. Far hadn’t explored the caverns before, but she wasn’t down there to do so now. Her black nostrils flared in the dark as she scented out the wolf she was searching for. Selene. The foolish silver femme had been Saul’s bitch before the King left Sethos, and now she would have to be reassigned. Unfortunately for the she-wolf, her options were rather limited.

Stalagmites towered from the cave floor in great spikes, and they were mirrored above by the vicious stalactites. The effect gave Far the feeling that she was stepping through a beast’s large jaws, the needle teeth of its maw just agape enough for her to pass through safely. She smiled at the irony of it as her crimson eyes cut through the shadows. Selene was here, somewhere. She could smell her.

Far’s tongue snakes out from between her teeth to sweep over her top lip. ”Selene,” she called. Her voice was lighter than usual, and it reached to the far corners of the cavern and beyond into the tunnels. It was almost sweet, her inflection light and tempting. ”It’s time to have a little discussion.” Far smiled, pausing in the center of the cave. The ceiling was at its highest point above her, and somewhere close, a dripping echoed against the stone. Far flexed her paws, watching her claws retract and scrape along the ground.

In all honesty, Far had no intentions of hurting the femme, unless she tried something foolish, of course. It was merely her duty as Queen to seek Selene out, and make sure she is fulfilling her correct rank. If that meant fucking Król instead of Saul, than that’s what it would be.

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tags: Selene
muse: decent
notes: boopity boop

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Selene
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Posts: 30

OOC Name: Evie
Biography: http://anikira.com/thread/2038/grey-wolf-selene
Date of Birth: January 5th, 2015
Gender: Female
Breed: Grey
Height: 30 inches
Weight: 120 lbs.
Coat Color: Grey, Silver
Eye Color: Pale cyan blue
Language: 1
Violence: 1
Sexual Content: 2

Angel and Demon [Selene] Sept 3, 2017 20:12:01 GMT -6

Post by Selene on Sept 3, 2017 20:12:01 GMT -6

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Once more, Selene found herself in the caverns.

It was where she tended to frequent as of late, for it was cool and, she liked to think, safe. It was a delusional thought, though. Ever since Krol had sought her out here, Selene had known that she was a sitting duck for those whom wished to find her – and if her Queen or Krol wished to seek her out and corner her here, they would find her an easy target. A soft sigh slipped from her muzzle as she dipped her silvery head, laying her muzzle upon her dainty paws. It had not been terribly long since she’d slunk from the shadows when Queen Far had called for them all several days prior; Selene had been terrified, then, that she and Krol would rip her to shreds. But she had been spared, for some reason, and she had become determined to prove that she was useful. Somehow.

But as if her thoughts had conjured the Queen herself, Far’s voice suddenly rang out, oddly sweet – though the sound of it echoing around her still made Selene flinch. She had always been obedient to the bone, and despite her resurfacing fears that perhaps Far had indeed tired of her at last, the delicate femme slid to her paws, not hesitating as she moved from her place in the shadows towards the dark, waiting form of the other she-wolf.

The Queen’s eyes seemed to glow crimson in the dark, the color of blood, and Selene immediately dipped her head in a respectful greeting as she neared and then stilled. Far’s posture did not seem hostile, but Selene could not shake the fear that crept through her bones and whispered through her veins. Still, her voice managed not to tremble when she spoke, her tone polite, soft and bell-like. ”A discussion, my Queen?” She asked, her ears flicking forward atop her skull as her gaze raised briefly before dipping down again. ”How may I be of service?”

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Angel and Demon [Selene] Sept 4, 2017 8:35:59 GMT -6

Post by Deleted on Sept 4, 2017 8:35:59 GMT -6

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[attr="class","post"]The silver femme drifted out of the gloom like a ghost. Selene was the smallest wolf of Sethos, and if it hadn’t been for Nemisis, Far would have killed her the moment they crossed paths. Unfortunately, the bitch that was most likely to prove useful had been the one to get cold feet, and the Queen had been left to figure out what to do with her obedient sister.

Far stood still, tail erect behind her as Selene spoke. A shiver of contentment moved through her vertebra as the other female lowered her head respectfully and submitted herself. Power had never been foreign to Far, but such an easy commend over Selene had given the concept a new thrill. I was just so damn easy with her. “Since Saul decided to take a little… vacation, I’ve been thinking about how you could most benefit us,” Far said. She took a seat as she spoke, relaxing slightly in front of the silver femme. Selene already wanted to crap herself every time Far came near. There was no need to waste energy having a simple conversation with her. ”I’ve seen you with Król. Perhaps you can acquire a liking for him. You’ll be his bitch from now on. An Alvar.”

Far spoke curtly, watching the silver femme for any signs of surprise or discontent. Whether Selene ended up liking Król or not had little to do with Far’s ruling, but it interested her to see how she would take the news. Either way, come breeding season, Król’s seed would fill her, just as it must for the pure genes of the pack to spread. Far smiled as she watched Selene. ”This is the job you must do for Sethos. It’s the only way you can be useful to us.” Far didn’t owe the bitch any favors, but she knew the femme needed some sort of purpose in order to stick around. If carrying a little for them was the best that could be done, then damn it all if it didn’t get done.

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tags: Selene
muse: ehh
notes: Sorry for the shortness!

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Selene
Loner

Posts: 30

OOC Name: Evie
Biography: http://anikira.com/thread/2038/grey-wolf-selene
Date of Birth: January 5th, 2015
Gender: Female
Breed: Grey
Height: 30 inches
Weight: 120 lbs.
Coat Color: Grey, Silver
Eye Color: Pale cyan blue
Language: 1
Violence: 1
Sexual Content: 2

Angel and Demon [Selene] Oct 5, 2017 2:01:19 GMT -6

Post by Selene on Oct 5, 2017 2:01:19 GMT -6

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”~~…how you could most benefit us.~~”

It was this set of words that struck fear into the heart of Selene, though she tried not to let it show. Would now be the time when the Queen at last killed her, disposed of her useless existence, as Król had suggested would be her fate? Would she end up a corpse, alone, without her sister, without anyone? And how would she did? Would it be long, painful? Short and sweet, like the extinguishing of a flame? Would she cry out, or go peacefully into the grim’s embrace?

But then Far sat and relaxed, and Selene allowed herself a moment to breathe. Perhaps the Queen was trying to calm her, before she killed her. Or perhaps…perhaps she would not kill her at all. It was this though, above all others, that unnerved Selene. If not death, then what? As it turned out, she did not need to wait long for her answer.

When Far spoke, the words echoed again and again, bouncing from one side of Selene’s skull to another, disorienting her. Król. His bitch. An Alvar. She remembered the anger, the hated in his gaze when he first found her. Remembered the cruel words he’d spoken, how she’d feared him. And then Selene remembered other things; how he’d opened up to her, accidentally perhaps, but all the same. How he’d shared his grizzly past, his awful deeds, how she’d thought he was still, maybe, deep down, redeemable. And she wondered if she could ever love him, if she would even stand a chance, or if he’d kill her like he’d killed the femme he’d once loved.

”This is the job you must do for Sethos. It’s the only way you can be useful to us.” It was this, or death. Be with him, be near him, perhaps grow fat with his pups one day. Or deny Far here and now, have her throat ripped out, bleed out here into the earth.

But she couldn’t do that, could she? She’d told Król that she was trying to survive, in case Nemesis returned, in case there was something more for Selene. No, she would not deny her Queen. She would bow her head, as she was doing now, ears splayed back against her skull, and she would become his. Perhaps she would die for it, regardless. Perhaps he would kill her, later on. And she did not even know if he desired her, not truly, not though it mattered.

Still.

”I understand,” she said quietly, raising her gaze to briefly meet Far’s. ”And I will do this, for Sethos.”

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Angel and Demon [Selene] Oct 29, 2017 10:56:17 GMT -6

Post by Deleted on Oct 29, 2017 10:56:17 GMT -6

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[attr="class","post"]Far’s canines glinted from between the turned corners of her black lips. She could see a whirlwind in Selene’s soft blue eyes as the silver femme took in her words. Far was giving her no choice, she knew. The bitch would die today if she resisted the change in ranks, and by the way the other femme’s eyes were swimming with wetness, Far could tell that she knew it.

Far was in charge of the purity of the pack, and the future of her kingdom. As much as she disliked Selene, as much as she thought the silver bitch was weak, she was still an asset. Król would make her offspring truly great. Perhaps they would be like russet beasts with light eyes. Or silver clouds with a taste for justice. Far nearly shivered at all the possibilities. When the time comes, she thought. I get to act the judge.

Her crimson eyes watched every movement Selene made. Their red irises were the color of blood, but lighter, as if they were windows to the inner workings of her veins. The bold, unusual color of them always made the queen feel as if she held a mystical quality over others—especially if they looked into her orbs with inherent fear. This power was what she had been striving for since Saul had come to her with the word kingdom dripping from her lips. On the outside, her mask remained calm and menacing. On the inside, she was brimming with energy as she waited for Selene to respond.

Her cyan eyes flicked upwards, meeting Far’s molten gaze before looking away again. ~~“I understand. And I will do this, for Sethos.”~~

Far nodded, though she wasn’t sure is Selene was even looking at her. The girl’s eyes were trailed over her paws. She looked wretchedly sorry for herself. God, it was pathetic.

“Look at me, Selene.” Far stepped forward, pulling the silver femme’s gaze in with her own eyes. “Thank you.” The words ghosted past her lips and twined their way around the silver femme’s throat like a snake. Barely squeezing. “Your job is to carry the future of this pack, so we can rein without being questioned.” Far’s words were smooth as honey.

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tags: Selene
muse: poor
notes: I feel like this is a low quality post sorry bb

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