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 Posted: Sat May 01, 2010 3:33 pm
Ares wandered in a battlefield. A crow circled above him, and screamed at him. He ignored it, and walked among the bloodshed. He stood among the wolves who were fighting, unseen but not unfelt. His presence drug up feelings of anger and hate, and made the warring fight harder. He chuckled as one wolf lunged at another, pinning it to the ground and biting at it's throat. The fighting had gotten more fierce, and he could feel the hatred. His job complete, he stepped into the nearest shadow and faded away in a wisp of blackness. He reappeared at a forest he knew well, and simply began to walk, as he always did, until he felt a new war rising out of the ashes of hate.
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Posted: Sat May 01, 2010 9:50 pm
 A shadow of brown and black ran through the forest. Hardly taknig notice to anything around her, Anwen spead forward trying to out run the wolf behind her. She had gotten caught stealing the leg of a doe for an elderly wolf who could no longer hunt for herself. And now she was running from some large black wolf that was gaining up on her. The black fur cloak whipped behind her. But soon a large black figure came into view, and it didn't look like he was going to move so she skidded to a hualt. Looking up throught her cloak she whipped her head back, the leg still in her mouth, as the large male came forward and snarled at her. Anwen knew she could take him but didn't have the energy after that long run. She looked for a way out as she growled at him. Basically ignoring the other wolf, not thinknig he could be on any help to her.
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Posted: Sat May 01, 2010 9:59 pm
Ares had barely gotten a glimpse of what was going on when a brown wolf in a cloak was next to him, and a large black male snarling in front of him. Why, why do I always appear in the wrong place at the wrong time? He let out a sigh. He really should just let things be, since it appeared the cloaked wolf had stolen something from the black one. But, he sensed something...right about the cloaked wolf. Ares immediately crouched, his hackles raised, and bared his huge dagger teeth, snarling. He shook his head, showing his large horns, and whipped his snake-like tail. The black wolf crouched and snarled back, so Ares took a breath and roared like the demon within him. The black wolf reconsidered, and ran back to whence he came.
Ares stopped snarling, and relaxed. He stood up to full size, which was much large than the wolf beside him. He watched the wolf run, then snapped to her, glaring. "What were you thinking, taking his food?" He asked. He stared into her eyes, unblinking, scowling. "He could have killed you."
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Posted: Sat May 01, 2010 10:24 pm
Anwen turned around to face the other male who had just. . .helped her? Droppnig the leg to her feet she licked her muzzle and looekd up at him. "Its was for an elderly wolf, She cannot hunt anymore. The male had said he would share with her if she told him where to find any easy kill. He didn't so i stole it." She said and then pushed her hood back, revealing her two different colored eyes. "And i could have fought him, i was just tired from the run." She snapped at him not wanting him to think she was a weak wolf. Anwen had stolen a whole leg right under his nose.
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Posted: Mon May 03, 2010 5:00 pm
Taken aback, Ares watched her drop the leg. "That's...very noble of you." He wasn't used to being around generous wolves, only ones who were out for blood, to kill each other. Ares couldn't keep a cocky smile off his face when she told him she could have fought him off. He snorted a little, "I'm sure!" He chuckled. "Though you do look like you have little fight in you." He teased her. As an excellent judge of strength, Ares was baffled. This wolf... she was so small! Yet she had the guile and courage to take the leg, and the strength to run, for who knows how long from the wolf. "Well, the old wolf is getting older. She must be hungry, hmm?"
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Posted: Mon May 03, 2010 6:25 pm
Anwen nodded and picked up the leg, trotting off into the woods. She figured he was going to follow her, that wolf looked. . . .different. He was much larger than her and had an air about him the just engulfed everything. Almost makingher feel safe, but also scared. Anwen let out a little yip with the leg still in her mouth and then saw an old gray wolf come out of the brush. Anwen smiled and wagged her little stub of a tail, walknig over to the wolf and setting down the leg. the old wolf laied down beside it and took a bite, humming happily like it was her first meal in ages. Anwen turned to leave, looknig at Area. "So what is your name dark one?"
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Posted: Mon May 03, 2010 6:35 pm
Ares watched her, and the old gray wolf. Some instinct in him told him she was too old...I fend couldn't fend for herself, couldn't be productive...She had no purpose anymore. She was just using resources other wolves needed to grow and keep the species alive... He pushed the thoughts out of his head. He was barely paying attention when the wolf asked him his name. "Huh? Oh. I'm known as Ares. I am the Son of Hades and a queen of Shadows. I am the God of War. What is your title, cloaked one?" He sat down, and towered over her. It was...odd. She was so little... It almost made him smile. Almost.
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Posted: Mon May 03, 2010 6:40 pm
"Ares?" She let the name roll over in her mouth, it held power, and fear. Tasting all those that she bet he had killed and harmed. "I am Anwen, i have no title, thought some call me theif, or choas" She remember the group of wolves that had called her that, simply because she had stolen so much from tehm to give to the ones they had thrown out. "So if you are the god of war, why do you walk among mear wolves?"
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Posted: Mon May 03, 2010 8:03 pm
"Very well then. I shall just call you Anwen. Why do I walk among the undivine? Simple. My presence, it brings up the hatred and malice in mortals. It makes them remember old grudges and wants. My presence starts wars. How would I start a war from the realm of Gods? I wouldn't. They'd have to start on their own, which take an awfully long time, and are usually not serious. I'm here to...give that little nudge. Did you feel the anger? Did you remember others you've hated?" Ares gave her an inquisitive look. Did she? I've heard of those who aren't affected by my power. Hippies. Rare indeed, but in such a beast as herself...I sense that she may not be. She has good intentions. He swung his thick tails back and forth, and rubbed his horn a nearby tree trunk, gouging the bark and wood, leaving huge scars in it.
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Posted: Tue May 04, 2010 3:37 pm
Sure, she felt a small twinge of something. But it didn't feel like hatred, more like mystery. She figured that he was trying to keep himself all aloof when really he was just a giant teddy bear. "Hatred is a wasted emotion, it only hurts you in the end. I've never held a grudge against another, or hated another for that matter." It was true, she knew better than that to hold anything against another.
"So Ares, why not just control me? That is if you really are so all powerful?" She had seen Hades, his father, and sure he was powerful but all in all a giant pansy. Hades was kind and thoughtful, she wondered if he was the same. "And where are your followers? Your mate perhaps?" She knew that he would have a mate, it would be the largest and most powerful female aronud. Yet one that still knew her place and backed off when he stood before her. Anwen laughed at those female, so weak and unable to fend for themselves.
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Posted: Wed May 05, 2010 4:15 pm
"Hatred is an emotion that is necessary. Without hate, there is no love." He whisked his tails. He had known that, but never really considered it... He pondered for a moment, then looked back up to Anwen. He laughed once, a low almost bark, and grinned. "Control you? I can't do that. While I may raise harsh emotions in the weaker souls, everything they do, is by their own free will. That's the beauty of it. everything has free will. It's just using what you have to make other use that free will to your benefit. The weak souls succumb to my influence. Not fall in my control." Ares immediately blinked when the word "mate" came out of her mouth. "I have no mate. What b***h (Used nicely, it means a female dog/wolf) would want to stand by the side of the most hated God to walk this earth? Even my father is less loathed than I. Although, he does take his duties lightly..." He tipped his head. "I think my mother was the serious one...Either way, I don't want some female whose weak and shies from what I do. I don't need a woman nagging me the whole time 'Oh, don't make them fight! It's not nice! Think of the families!'..." He stopped, and suddenly burst out laughing. The sound of himself trying to imitate the voice of a female was funny to him. "I want a woman who can stand by my side and watch the chaos with me." His eyes twinkled with amusement, and he watched Anwen's cloak sway in the breeze.
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Posted: Fri May 07, 2010 2:45 pm
"Then you should look for a strong female, one who causes chaos" She laughed for a moment, rememberingher givien name by a pack. She always cause chaos for some one, but then gave hope to another. Anwen looked at his horns, she believe he was acutally very noble, she had heard of the god of war. "Well i believe your are noble, a female would be lucky to have you as their mate." She turned and began walking, figuring that he would follow her.
Anwen swished her little bobbed tail and glanced back at him, "Isn't there a goddess of Chaos somewhere? Wouldn't she be perfect for you?"
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Posted: Sat May 15, 2010 8:57 am
Ares listened to her, thinking her words over. He was almost taken aback by them. "Be...lucky? To have me?....I don't think so."
Ares watched her tail bob, and couldn't stop himself thinking, that bob tail is kind of cute. He snapped back to reality and cringed at the mention of the Goddess of Chaos. "Eris? I've met her once before. I never want to to it again! Even that's too much chaos for me." He scowled., and trotted up beside her.
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Posted: Tue May 18, 2010 5:31 pm
Anwen laughed a little, "That bad hu? And why do you think that a female wouldn't be lucky to have you?" She questioned looking at him as she came up on her den. It was decorated with different bones and shiny bits.
"Thats what most females want, a strong male, with power, that came protect and provide strong pups" Anwen thought, and it was true. She just wanted someone who could keep up with her. Sure males had been intrested, but none had caught her attention. They always had too many morles, and that bugged her, she stole from others. But for a good cause.
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Posted: Fri May 21, 2010 7:29 pm
"Yes, really." Ares pondered her words for a moment. "They wouldn't be lucky because... I dance among spider webs of Death. Mortals who follow me among the webs may get caught in them, and be wrapped in the webs, unable to escape." Ares blinked. "In English, I am a being of War. Those mortals who follow me may well get caught up in the wars I start, even as a mere bystander. Is having a strong male worth dying over?"
Ares poked some of the shiny things around Anwen's den. I wonder if she'd like to go through a battlefield with me...She'll find amny bones and shiny objects there. ....Why do Mortals like shiny things so much? I find them irritating. They glint in my eyes and distract me. This wolf...She had called herself a thief, a kind of Robin Hood. It was noble, and a good deed, so he thought. He scoffed. Those with much never realize just how much they really had until it was gone.
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