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Post by mikko on Jan 12, 2012 12:17:07 GMT -5
Putting on her super flirty face, Heartless stepped onto the scene. She moved like a dog just dying for attention. Her legs were long and her whole body athletic. Ever move she made was pure grace and poise. This fae Weimaraner was pure silver and to most male irresitible. If her looks didn't get you, her flirty attitude would. She held her ears forward as she slowed and looked around. Everything about her was utterly approachable.
Slowly, she came to a poised stop and looked around. THere had to be someone's heart she could play with. Not that she'd ever make it look like that. To most, Heartless was just a flirty female with nothing better to do. Few knew that beneath the surface, this female didn't care about anyone but herself. Heartless flirted because it was fun for her. In her game though, there were definite lines for her.
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Post by alaska on Jan 13, 2012 10:36:37 GMT -5
Damon's paws liked to lead him around places where he was unwanted. Funny, he did that anyways. Like most young males, this German shepherd had a mind for trouble and exploring. He really had no interest in girls right now, femea dragged him and made his life slower-says Damon. Once again, Damon let his curiosity et the better if him, and it led him right into a pack territory. Pinning his ears and cursing himself, Damon could not resist the temptation of exploring their site. He was very eager to find any leftover food, which most strong packs had plenty of, steal some, and make a run for it. Typical loner stragity, but Damon added a twist to his. Flirt with the closest single female, become friends, (which, most of the time the girls fell for him), that night, sneak into the pack unnoticed because his scent was welcomed their, steal the food and leave forever.
This was just going to be another easy mission. Or was it? Either way, Damon was starving, nothing would stand in his way of getting to his destination. As Damon was observing the pack, he noticed one fae inparticular, a solid gray Weimieraner. (don't exactly know how to spell it-hate spelling) she seemed to be one of the leaders. Target Spotted.
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Post by mikko on Jan 17, 2012 15:34:33 GMT -5
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Heartless perked her ears as she heard the remote sounds of someone else. THey probably thought they had been unheard, but Heartless's ears and nose were fine tuned for hunting and she picked up the smallest changes going around her. Silently, she turned and started acting like she was tracking prey as she moved toward the newcomer innocently. Looking up and around, H thought of how ironic it was that she was using a simple type of hunting to do a more fun type of hunting.
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ooc: Heartless really isn't high up in Starkissed and they are not on pack lands at the time.
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Post by alaska on Jan 19, 2012 21:53:59 GMT -5
OOC:: oh okay, thanks. Damon soon saw that he had been spotted. Or heard. He curled his tail and perked his ears, the fur on his back lightly standing up. He had played this game before. Now it was time for him to do it again. Quickly putting on his act, the bold and muscular German shepherd stepped out onto the clearing so she could see him, chest puffed and muses rippling with eagerness and pride. His heart thuded as he watched the female expression, she seemed to be acting as well as himself. Her face was cite, but also had a hint of femLe in it. Which was good. Right? Damon cleared his throat and gave a small bow to the female, getting ready to introduce himself. "Mi'lady. I am Damon. And you might be?" he asked, lifting his head higher to study her. She was slim and built, like most agile sporting dogs. Her silver coat was most irrisistable in ten glittering light, but what really mattered was her inside and act. Did she have what it takes? Damon smirked, eyeing the rest of the territory behind them. It seemed to be a healthy pack.. And if this one failed, he was sure their were plenty of other hearts to play around with.
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Post by mikko on Jan 20, 2012 20:00:28 GMT -5
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Heartless looked up acting startled though inside she was solid as stone. A light smile flittered across her face. "Hello, Damon. You may call me Heart or H which ever you prefer." She noted how he had puffed out his chest and how he acted all big and brave, though she wasn't worried about it. If he caused her any sort of trouble, all she had to do was bark or run. If she barked, she had no fear that a couple of her pack members would come to her rescue, though she would probably run first. Gently she tilted her head to the side, and let out a slow deep breath. Definitely a German Shepherd, H took in his lines and curves. He was definitely good looking, though to her that wasn't much of a matter. Looks had meant little to H since she put her own feelings out to dry in the wind. Not fearful at all, Heartless slowly walked closer.
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Post by alaska on Feb 1, 2012 15:43:43 GMT -5
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my actions , "my words" , my thoughts Damon raised an eyebrow, watching her every move and twisted her words slightly. "Hm..Heartless, eh? I'm sure you live up to your name, don't ya? he smirked. She had attitude and marvel, could switch on in a flip. He listened to his muscles first, then instincts, then brain. Hey, whats wrong with not lettin' your brain choose? I mean, he pretty much had it all. Damon was quiet for the next few minutes, waiting for her reply. It wasn't just the fact that she was very bright, she also seemed to reflect his sister, Maya. Although, he didn't like to remeber anything about her or Roman....they had tried to kill him. Kill him. Just because of their jealousy. Tsk tsk, looks can kill. No doubt. It wasn't just her personality, either. Maya had a cute little way that she tilted her head when she was confused, or just wanted to look adorable. Heartless had mastered it. Damon's eyes were not lying, because she could be Maya's twin. if they perfected the color and breed. Then, twins. Ha. Damon was brilliant. Right? Wrong. Damon growled at himself for even bringing his sister's name into his head, forgetting his promise he made to himself years ago. Dang he was bad.
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Post by mikko on Feb 1, 2012 16:23:51 GMT -5
OOC: Okay I will reply to this in a bit, but I have a question. Heartless intentionally gives her name to others only as Heart. So I'm confused as to why he says Heartless. If you could explain that part, I can get to posting.
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