Sweet Taste Of Vengence

[tank]

His pack had been long perished for nearly three years now. Tank had been here for a few months now and had made craters in the ground from where he pace and walked all the time. After many long hours trotting his created path, the dark male slowed his pace, slowly padding to the tree where he could easily spy on the new wolves. The tall Acacia style tree has its fair of scars, just like Tank. The wolf gnaws at the branches, rubs against the large center, smearing his scent on the pale bark of the tree.

Tank flopped down next to the tree. Mostly because of the fresh wounds he received from himself. The dark wolf began to chew on a bone he scavenged. This bone was almost as old as he was... This bone was the remains of a fallen wolf.

The male chewed and chewed, until the ancient leg bone splintered, poking and slicing the inside of the wolf's mouth. Pain meant nothing to Tank, he never felt pain. He suffered from it. But the cause of pain brought him pure pleasure. He continued chewing on the bone, his mouth dripping blood from inside his torn gums. "Mmmm wolf, your bones taste so good." Tank moaned softly, then began to chuckle, enjoying the bloody sensation and the texture of the ragged bone tearing apart the inside of his mouth.

His rough tongue glided across the bone a few times, snagging splinters along the way. "Wolf, why do you bring me so much pain? Just look at my mouth... You're cutting it all up." The wolf let the red blood ooze from his maw, his eyes rolling into the back of his head as he gasped with pleasure. "I'm bleeding wolf, why would you do this to me? Is it because you hate me?" Tank laughed thunderously, wiping the blood from his white blood stained maw against the tall, now blood-stained tree.

The dark male sat down lazily. Rearing his hind leg behind his head, digging his red claws into the back of his ear. He groaned loudly with a dark grin. His teeth and mouth still stained from his own blood. His blood overwhelmed any other scents around him. It was all over himself, that is all he could smell. Tank's ear twitched. The sound of another came near. His red irises slowly gazed in the direction of the unknown wolf. His head remanded in the direction it was before, as if he was in a picture... Where it felt like only the eyes were following your every move.

[Vitali]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,316,true][cs=7][bg=301200] As she was coming up on two years old, she was maturing quickly. Muscles tensed as long slender legs carried her through the lands to the falls. Yes, she knew being winter and being near a waterfall was not her wisest choice. But she enjoyed the falls, listening to the water collide with the rocks. Dark brown chocolate pelt blended in perfectly with the trees around her, as long limbs helped her move swiftly. However the trees broke apart as the falls came more into view. The crashing of the waters hit her ears, and she smiled. Thin cat-like build slowed down, back legs behind her bunched up like springs as she jumped over a log. Front paws and back ones following smoothly as she landed gracefully. Ears pulled forward as she spotted the male, blood was dripping from his mouth. Tilting her head, she watched him curiously. Wondering what had happened. "You alright?" she asked him with curious eyes. Lime green, they were. Peering at the gruesome male. Blood dripping from his pelt, while hers was perfectly clean. Untouched in her young state of life.

[tank]

A short, sharp chuckle escaped his bloodied mouth. His nostrils flared as the scent of the Female was finally beginning to hit his nose, mixed with the scent of his blood, that is. His eyes grew wide with excitement as his head notched very slowly, inch by inch, until his sight was aligned with her.

"Well what do we have here. A little female that is being very stupid" Tank cackled softly, as he raised his hind legs parallel to his fronts. His narrow head tilted to the side as he identified the female. "I didn't realize I was being so... Impolite? Perhaps." An evil smirk crossed his mouth as he raised an eyebrow.

The Dark male slowly padded towards this female wolf. His black and red, moist tongue hung from the side of his mouth as he constantly was licking his jaws. Tank was much bigger than the female, but as Tank always said to himself, "Size never matters." The brute's red eyes narrowed slightly as he approached the Female. Her scent grew stronger, it started to overwhelm him. He stood in front of her, standing as tall as he could, his head and tail held high, but his shoulders relaxed. The wolf continued to lick his lips while grinding his teeth together.

"Tell me, What do we have here?" His eyes traced the outline of her body. Clacking his jaws together, making a clicking noise. Other things ran through his mind by this time. The dark male remained a few feet in front the female, His eyes still narrowed and his teeth continuing to grind against each other. The unforgotten smirk plastered to his bloodied face. his crimson eyes looked over to the smaller female and the smirk grew. He knew that this female was not as dark as he but he would change that very soon.

He sat down and could feel the bones in his back crack and shift. He turned his head slightly to where he could focus a little bit better on the female that was before him. She was very small, and he could tell that she was very young, but just about old enough to have pups. He began to think, what if he could talk this female into being with him, and tell her that the way he treated her was normal. He could bend her mind to fit him. He smirked and then laughed some as he loved the idea

[Vitali]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,316,true][cs=7][bg=301200] Muscles tensed as the male eyed her. Shifting her weight uncomfortably. At his words, she perked her ears towards him. Small, slender form showing that she was nothing compared to this male. Ear flicked back, white legs plain against the dark flooring. He may have strength on his side, but Vit had speed. And she would use that to as much of her advantage as she could. How was she being stupid anyway? She was only asking if he was alright. Growling with irritation at his insult, she backed away from him. He towered over her, and he was much bigger. Muscle wise, and height. Ears went back uncomfortably. Muscles were tense, green eyes watching him wearily. "You have Vitali here..." she told him. Voice soft, gentle. Stating her name, so maybe he would stop repeating the same question. "And what are you called?" she asked him. Claws digging into the earth, with her already building frustration towards the male.

[tank]

Tank smirked some as he could sense the uneasiness of Vitali. He knew that the female feared him. But then again that was normal, he was feared by all. He sighed some as he sat down and licked his maw. He soon removed most of the blood that stained his white face.Some always thought that he was a little more intimidating just because he was all black and then his face was white. He loved to see the fear in the others eyes as she slowly approached them. He listened some times while other times he just kinda stared blankly at anyone else. He took in a deep breath and watched as Vitali kept her eyes on him. He growled softly and then shook his head.

"My calling is of Tank" He said demonically as he looked away from Vitali and scanned over the lands a little bit. He smirked as he looked down at the bones on the ground. that was the remains of the last wolf that dared back talk tank. He narrowed his eyes and barred his fangs at the female and then looked back at the land behind him. He hissed softly as he walked around the female. He moved almost like a snake, He slithered almost as he walked.

In tanks eyes the female was nothing more then just a piece of meat. That was how he seen all females, but there was only one female that he seen different and that was his dear Kashmore. Oh Kashmore, her fine white body with her black markings and stunning blue eyes, oh how he missed the female's company. He then snapped back into reality and looked at the female that stood before him. Tank looked at the female and kinda smirked some as she seemed to cower almost as he talked to her. oh how the fear smelt that rose from the female. It was so sweet to tank. he loved the smell of fear.

[Vitali]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,316,true][cs=7][bg=301200] Watching the male cautiously, she shifted her weight. Falling silent most of the time. Winter air nipping at her skin. Making it's way past her thick winter coat. But she didn't mind. Returning his growl with one of her own that was more powerful then his she smirked. Glaring at him as he spoke his name. She merely nodded. Mind raced as thoughts of her new pack, and this very odd male raced through her head. "Watch it!" she snapped at him when he bared his fangs. Snarling at him, ears pinned back against her skull now. Eyes narrowed on him as he moved around her, and she maneuvered out of his little circle. Vit knew that being encircled by a strange male was not something you wanted to just allow him to do. Being circled by any male really was bad. Meant they were going to strike, but at that moment they were plotting what exactly they were going to do to you. Shaking out her coat, she backed away from him. Lime green eyes, never leaving his form. Ears still flat against her skull angrily.

[tank]

Tank smirked and watched the way Vitali reacted to his presence. He yawned and his blood stained fangs were fully revealed. His black tongue slithered out from his mouth and then retraced back into his mouth. Tank's eyes shimmered in the sun light. Oddly enough Tank loved to sit in the sun and take in the warmth and just bask in the sun. He soon snapped into reality and looked around as he heard the movement of Vitali. He watched her carefully and then smirked some as he finally laid down and cross his front paws over and placed his head upon them and shut his crimson eyes. he took in a deep breath and some what slipped into a light slumber. His ears were fully back thus revealing the big X between his ears. He slept rather soundly till the flash back of when he killed his father and mother.

"Come Tank, you will show your skills" the king said as he talked to his son. Tank smirked some as he nodded towards his father and followed after him, little did the king know that his death would be fatal. He would die at the fangs of his own son. Hours went back and they had still found nothing, but then the prince had spotted a deer and smirked some and told his father. The King went forward and then launched the attack and then called for his son, Tank just stood back for a moment and watched his father get kicked and tossed around. Soon he headed towards his father and leaped at his father and latched onto his father jugular and ripped him from the deer. The kings eyes were filled with fear and disbelief. Tank laughed and just looked down at his father "You want to see Skill! Well this is the last face you will see father!" he snarled as he went down and ripped out the throat of his father and spat it out and then narrowed his eyes and he watched his father flop around and bleed out. He laughed and then just merely walked away from his father.

Tank awoke after that and looked around, he seen Vitali. He snarled and then rose from where he laid and walked around a bit. He was full of thought now, what would become of him? "Oh, I am so afraid of your pretty little body and your voice, Don't even think that you are tough little girl" he hissed as he stood there. Now Tank was pissed, how dare she talk to him like that! His ears were fully back and the hairs on his back began to stand up and his shoulders rose up some and his lips peeled up and revealed his blood stained fangs.

Blood dripped from the male's mouth and hit the ground and began to puddle underneath him. He then turned and laughed at the female "and if you think i am going to back away your wrong. This is how all males treat females, dont you know" a demonic smirk crossed the face of the crazed wolf, his eye pupils still small slits and the blood still feel from his mouth. A dark and eerie snarl erupted from the male as he stood there. He was much bigger then the female but then again tank was bigger then most wolves which was sometimes and advantage.

[-->NAHANI!]

Summer was at it's peak and the hot summer days approaching fast to then be greeted by the crispness of fall. This was the time of year when all creatures, big or small, were at their strongest, at their peak of perfection when all things were possible. This was one thing Tank had only physically shown him, though perhaps not on purpose. For a little more than a year, he had followed in his father's paw prints and learned all he could from him. His heart and soul still screamed for revenge but the insanity sheltered and nurtured by his father all but blocked it out. They continued life now as rogues, as the best word to describe them. They weren't considered loners, far from it. Loners respected Alphas and territories and ever higher ranking wolves. His father and himself cared nothing for pack boundaries or ruling wolves or who held the higher positions. To them, all wolves were potential enemies and must be treated as such. Much different philosophy than what his mother had taught him as a pup; treat others as you wish to be treated. But he was much reminded that his mother was no longer alive and that she died because of her ideals. To survive, he must prove his bloodline and not just to Tank but to other wolves as well.

At first, it was a struggle for Nahani. To kill such an innocent creature for no reason had been blasphemy but after being attacked and beaten by his father over and over, the common laws of wolves seemed to evaporate, leaving open the doorway into his father's realm; into the world where he considered himself higher than any other being. At least, that was how he saw it. They had been traveling since he had found him laying near dead in the snow and not once chose a place to settle down. It suited Nahani just fine, leaving him time to keep his training and lessons in mind for everyday situations. If they stopped and settled, he would grow to comfortable and too far close to the deadly secret that lay dormant and hidden within his heart. It also wasn't a bad idea that they traveled so much. They were fugitives in every place they went.

They had found a spot beside a waterfall to rest for awhile and Nahani had left his father to find some food. It was best to let Tank sleep undisturbed for awhile to keep him out of his fur. He had wandered for awhile but soon came across a rabbit that he swiftly killed and was now bringing it back. He was just descending the rocks beside the falls when he heard voices. He froze. Other wolves being near his father when he wasn't around was doomed to failure. Tank liked to do as he pleased and without Nahani's slight sanity intact, he would need a voice of reason. He quickened his pace and soon came across a young female desperately holding her ground against Tank. Great. This was bound to end in destruction. He dropped the rabbit and ran up to them, orange eyes burning. "What's going on here?" he asked, looking the female up and down. She was a pretty young thing and obviously too stupid to realize what she had just walked into. Young and naive. The kind of females Tank much preferred. He would twist their minds and use them at his leisure. Much like his mother. He shook the thought from his mind and turned his attention to Tank. "I thought you were sleeping." His voice held a note of accusation but he made no notion of using it against him.

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[Vitali]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,316,true][cs=7][bg=301200] It seemed he was zoned out for a while, and Vitali used this as an opportunity to try and slink away from him. Backing away silently, she froze as his eyes snapped open and he spoke again. Vitali sighed, was she ever going to make her run? Rolling her eyes at his words, she perked her ears as he said females were meant to be treated like that. Hm. Well she had never heard that before. Of course maybe it wasn't like that to everyone. It couldn't be. Korso didn't treat her badly and he was her alpha. "Apparently I don't know..." she mumbled softly. Mind raced, something was not right. This could not be how all females were treated. Her mother was a victim of rape...but that was just her. Right? The other male came into the picture, and she shifted uncomfortably. Eyes glanced back to the woods. This would be her chance. Tank must be distracted by this male, who seemed to know him. Being a felinal, she was extremely quick on her feet. Muscles tensed as she took a sharp turn. Back to the direction she came from. The branches brushing past her, as she disappeared into the woods. Lime green eyes darted back as she checked to see if the two were coming after her. Long legs carried her swiftly, there would be no ways those muscle weight males could catch her. Of course her plan would of gone better had she not hit a dead end. Skidding to a stop, she glared up at the large boulder that blocked her path. The trees too thick on each side for her to scramble through them. So, now she waited. Perhaps they would think she was long gone. Or perhaps they would come find her and beat the crap out of her. Whichever it would be, here she waited.

[tank]

Tank stood there, his fur bristled some as the anger rose threw the male's body. He had been pushed a little to much and it wasn't even by someone that tank hated. He flicked his ears and then snorted some as he seen the female take off running. He rolled his eyes and just kinda snorted. He would get her later. He sat down on his paws and curled his tail over his paws and then licked his maw some. He looked down at his legs and then snarled some as the blood stopped flowing from the wounds he had earlier. He snarled and then ripped his fangs into his legs and cringed in enjoyment as the blood began to run down his legs and puddle at his feet. He rolled his shoulders and then shook his body as best as he could as he sat there.

He then turned his head towards the sound of his son. He looked at him and smirked. He yawned and then clamped his jaws down and then heard the words come out of his son's mouth, something about what was going on and then said something about him sleeping. He shrugged his shoulders and smirked. "EH i couldn't tell yah, she took off running, and i only sleep for mere minutes, you should know this" he hissed as he sat there. Was nahani stupid or something, doesn't he know that Tank doesn't sleep very long, due to dreams and other things that keep the male from sleep. He then watched as the female was still running. He sighed and then flicked his ears. He then finally got up and headed after her, but then he stopped. He looked back at his son and demonic smirk rolled over his face, blood dripped from his mouth.

"Oh Nahani, I need you to chase after that wrench and bring her back. I have plans for her and i dont need her running off and ruining them, So go get her, and bring her back pleading for help." He gave an order to nahani and he expected it to be followed threw to his expectations. He walked over to the lake and knelt down and lapped up some of the water, but blood seemed to drip from his mouth as he lapped up the water. He then rose up and looked around, and then sighed, he looked back down at the water and seen his reflection, it was only half there he snarled and then slashed at the water and walked away from it. He folded his ears back and then laid down and crossed his paws and waited for the return of his son with that female

[-->NAHANI!]

[bg=000000][atrb=border,0,table][atrb=width,500,table] Of course the female would run. Why shouldn't she? He had expected her to run the instant Tank had even set eyes on her. The fact that she had stayed proved to him that she was still young and stupid. Tank was not a male to be messed with. He should know this, after all, he was his father. He had enough scars to prove that much. He watched her run off with a sort of curiosity but nothing more. He had no intentions of running off after a female. What would he? If he needed one, he knew how to get one and he definitely didn't like the ones who ran off. He liked easier prey, ones he could charm into a safe haven then attack. But, he couldn't get rid of the voice of his father's that rang loud and true in his ears. Go after her, son. He couldn't deny a command and his body willed to leap to his demands but his soul screamed in agony of doing his father's bidding. Without a word, he raced after her, muscles bunching as it sent him propelling forward like a thunderstorm in a rage. For being so muscular, he was surprised he was so fast. He caught her scent in the wind and quickly followed it. She wasn't far off now, he could almost see the leaves on the bushes still moving. Finally, he caught her, stuck between him and the boulder. He smirked, coming to a halt before her, fire colored pelt blazing in the sunlight. I do believe my father wasn't finished talking to you yet. he told her, lashing his tail as he circled around behind her and shoved her with his head back in the direction she had come. I would seriously hate to keep him waiting.

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[Vitali]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,316,true][cs=7][bg=301200] Heart pounded, not from the run. Please that run was nothing for Vitali. It was the fear that settled itself in her mind. Really fear was only a figment of imagination. But she could not erase that imaginary emotion like others could. It was not simple to destroy an emotion, but some had been through so much that fear didn't exist to them anymore. Thats probably how it was for this male and Tank. Seeing him approach, she snarled. Ears pinned flat against her skull, small frame tense. She was closed in, otherwise she would take off, and lose him easily. He may be all muscle, and she was the opposite. Speed and her were like a river flowing, or the waves crashing on the beach. Eyes narrowed on him, as he circled and went to the back side of her. As he shoved her, she stumbled forward. Snapping back in his direction, she snarled. Snapping her jaws at his muzzle. No idea if she had broken skin or not, but it sure felt like it. Ears were back, tail lashed angrily. "I really don't care what he had planned, he'll live without me." she snarled. Claws digging into the earth beneath her.

[-->NAHANI!]

[bg=000000][atrb=border,0,table][atrb=width,500,table] ((I have been given permission from Ax to skip her turn since she said nothing really going on for her.)) He snorted, coming to a stop, his orange eyes burning into hers. Obviously you didn't figure it out. he told her. My father is not an ordinary wolf. Hell, he's far from it. He's insane. he could feel all the scars covering his body from Tank lashing out at him for doing something wrong. For a moment, Nahani's innocence shown brightly in his eyes but his father's teachings and insanity overrode it, leaving him with a mask of one not to mess with. He gave her a smirk. Of course, I'm nothing like my father. I do tend to...disobey... from time to time. He smirked at her and circled her. He could see it now, what his father saw in her. She was young and her mind had not yet been molded into one thing. She could easily be corrupted. She could be the perfect female for him. Of course, his father's plan no doubt included raping her senseless and keeping her close to keep an eye on her but Nahani was not entirely insane. He would attempt to turn her first, before resulting in rape. He came to s stop before her. I will make you a promise. he told her, his smile still spreading across his face. If you stay with me, I will never take you back to Tank and I will keep you protected. Of course, he wasn't going to tell her what he'd do if she said no. He was giving her a chance. It was what kept him sane at times, to know that he wasn't a mindless beast, that he still had feelings and once, had had a mother and sister that had loved him instead of a father who had taught him that life is a waste and to use it at your will. This would be the only chance he gave her, her one chance to save herself. Of course, he would still fuck her if she said yes but at least she had chosen it.

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[Vitali]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,316,true][cs=7][bg=301200] Muscles tensed blood pounding through her veins, her entire body like one pulse. The winter air was cold against her skin, but she didn't even feel it. The amount of adrenaline pumping through her system kept her warm. Snow beneath her paws crunched as she shifted uncomfortably. Ears still flat against her skull as she watched Tanks son. And how exactly could he be true to his word? She couldn't trust him, and what reason would she ever have to trust him? Tail flicked as he spoke, lime green eyes obviously telling him she didn't believe him. "And you expect me to believe this why?" she questioned. Slender form ready to bound away from him if he weren't standing in front of her. Growling, she lunged forward. Fangs gripping the skin on his neck, tearing it. Tasting blood, she grinned. So she had got him. And what would the mighty tanks son do now? Vit doubted anything. Ok, so she didn't, but she just wanted to believe that he wouldn't do anything to her. His offer had been refused, she would not belong to anyone. And choose her own mate, when she fell in love. And had someone she actually cared about. Not this piece of trash that thought he could do anything with any female he wanted. OOC: Permission granted to powerplay

[-->NAHANI!]

[bg=000000][atrb=border,0,table][atrb=width,500,table] He barely had time to register her obvious refusal as her teeth tore into his neck, instantly drawing blood. He snarled in defensive and pulled away from her, hackles and tail raised in anger. He snarled at her, snapping his jaws viciously. You bitch! he snarled, shaking himself to rid of the dripping blood, succeeding in spraying it everywhere. You are going to pay for that! he hissed. He leapt at her, teeth bared as he latched onto her throat, applying pressure but not enough to hurt her. He mounted her, his large bulk holding her down against the ground as he growled at her, threatening that if she moved, it would be worse. Everything felt so wrong and yet felt so right to Nahani. He wasn't sure what was him anymore and what was his father's corruption. He had tried, and failed, to avenge his mother and sister who had been raped then murdered by the father. He hated rape, always had. Even when he had raped Chara and gotten three pups out of her. It had felt wrong but he had felt stronger and more powerful after wards. And the praise he got from Tank when he did. It was like music to his ears. He craved it. However, this was not what Tank wanted. He had wanted the female for himself. Nahani was disobeying and it felt good! He felt stronger and even more powerful then when he was doing his father's bidding. He snarled at her once more before he got off and shook himself off. He stood above her, menacingly and a powerful figure. Now you can choose the hard way, which I have just demonstrated or you can choose the easy way. When I make a promise, I make a promise. I am not entirely a monster. he sneered at her. She would think so but he knew he was a lot better than Tank. She would choose right on taking him. If she choose the first way, he would rape her then leave her to Tank to deal with.

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