Life Has Its Ups And Downs[O]

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.X. Pink paw pads lifted high in the air, as the female trotted elegantly by the shore of the lake. Her blue eyes flickered happily as the white marking became a cream color, her paws dipping into the water. The cold sensation was overwhelming as she pulled back, her paws dripping with the crystal clear water. You could say the weather was nice, only a slight breeze, nothing to complain about. She looked down at the water and lapped up the cool refreshing drink. Oh, how sweet it tasted! .X.The female walked on the shore that was built across the whole lake, stopping at the middle and hanging her head over the edge, laying down, her paws extended just enough to reach the cool water. Even though it was freezing it felt nice to the touch, more welcoming then everyone around her. This female had been shunned from her last pack, because of her forbidden love, but, if she could go back, she would have done anything to keep James with her forever. Anything. .X.Personality. This little sleaze enjoys finding love one night after the other. And although she may seen like an air head, she can be full of nasty comments and insults of you dare insult her about anything she had done. Although she seems so simple, she is like something you have never seen, and if any brute had the sheer pleasure to set their eyes on her they would think any other creature was a hideous being. Ok, maybe not hideous, just not as gorgeous as this female standing in her spot, dipping her paws in the water. This female was Tori, and her beauty could grace over any male. Tori. .X.She loved James, and she always would, Tori just didn't want to rip her heart away from him, he was more then a memory, he was love, what love meant, what it stands for, but love failed on her, and she didn't believe she would ever rely on it again. Love was a harsh thing, the rules broken far too often, no one really understood the meaning anymore. It was like the pieces of the puzzle, gone forever, you can't fix it, nothing can replace them. You could never understand the strong feeling of love, and why you feel it for some, and the next you don't. It was strange, the moment you see that canine you feel love of hate, possibly friendship, but, love had been exiled from this female, banished, attacked, hated, just like Tori. .X.The breeze picked up as it whipped the female around her muzzle, her black fur flowing wonderfully, she turned her head to a scent her flared nose had picked up while she was walking. Wolf. Yes, it was obvious, anyone could have been able to tell. She stood up and yawned, trotting over to where the thought of the wolf was, it had to be, you could see a black figure, that had to be it.

[Bayne]

Bayne felt the wind pulling and tugging at his short dark, almost black, fur. The shore of the lake by the river valley was a comforting place, the loner brute found. The smell of fresh water swirled around him, green eyes peircing the air. The grass faded, turning to the familiar gravel under pale paw pads. How often had Bayne been here? How often had his paws carried him to this land? So often, in fact, he forgot. But sure enough, every summer season, Bayne would arrive at the land of the three packs and stay in loner lands near the lake. The sound of falling water pounded against his eardrumbs, from the waterfall not far off. It poured off of the cliff. Down...down...down. Until it landed with a ferocious, thundering splash in the pool that ran off into the lake. He stopped, the the tufts atop his pointed ears making small whispering sounds as the wind blew through them. Glancing up at the sky, Bayne saw the clouds begin to storm in, and push the blue skies away. Bayne shook his head, as the wind carried a scent to him. It was a female wolf. Bayne lookede down the rise, in search of the source of the scent. Sure enough, he could just see the shape of a lithe, long-haired female wolf. Bayne wanted company...of any sort. He didn't care if it was a groundhog or a fox. Company. Bayne began to pad down the hill, quicker into a trot as he neared. "Hello, mis'm." Her scent was, well, feminine. But other than that? Nothing. She must be a loner too.

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Dark blue eyes gazed over the scenery around her while red paws moved below her. She shifted slightly and stood up, walking into the water more until it was up to her chest, moving around her slightly. Head dipped down to lap up the cool water as she blinked slightly. Her emotionless gaze was untouched, and would probably remain that was. Come on Tori, you need to get some fun in your life, Blue eyes snarled in her head as she shook her wet coat out and flicked her pink tongue out, tracing it along her maw. The scent of male drifted past her flared nose as she glanced around, she knew someone was there, now just to figure out who it was. The silhouette of the wolf was now in her view as she raised her hackles and gave a loud snarl. Although this wasn't her land, it looked as if the wolf had come into view. With a quick shake of her head, Tori regained her normal attitude and gave a small smirk to the male, who was obviously coming in her direction now. Blue eyes scanned the male as he spoke, his words flowing to her. "Hello, mis'm." The smirk grew larger as she stood up and walked closer to him. "Hullo" Feeling lucky? Tori smiled giggling insanely. She has problems, can't you tell?

[Bayne]

Bayne continued on his way dowj the rise until he was no more than five fox-lengths from the femme. Earning a closer look, Bayne spied beautiful long fur and red tainted paws with brown, bark fur. He had been preparing to dip his head, when she bared her teeth, letting out a sharp snarl. Bayne lifted one of his paws, as if taken aback, hind stilts tensed as if backing away. But when she did no more, Bayne relaxed, paw placed properly on the ground. The female wolf shook the snarl away from her, giving Bayne time to come up closer. She replied "Hullo." before breaking into a storm of mad giggle. Bayne took a step back, eyes wide, fighting to keep a straight face. Poor wolf! One moment she was snarling at him, now giggling? What was wrong. Bayne tried to get is path around it. "I'm Bayne. A loner to these lands, but a frequent visitor. You?"