Post by Kasey James Petrova on Nov 20, 2010 0:16:30 GMT 10
Looking through La Push forest slowly as she walked and listened out for other mutts, Kasey was looking for another good wolf to take on. Taking down Jacob was child's play compared to how Ambrose had made William join them so easily with out force or bribes, but she was sure that William would bail out on them sooner or later, with such great power he had already. Surely theres another strong and dark wolf in this stupid pack, she thought, looking around herself and then stopped. Pity, I could have had him if Ambrose hadn't stopped me, she thought, looking up to the skies, wishing that she had been alone when she found Jacob. He would have been just right for what I had planned... She shrugged, no longer really caring about what she had planned in the past, she was looking for a new wolf, seems her 'business' partner seemed to have plans for Jacob already, without making them clear to anyone else but himself.
Suddenly the breeze changed and she smelt a different scent of a mutt hit the air. She smiled casually, and lent up against an oak tree just beside her, waiting for the thing to come upon her path.
Jacob apparently wanted his name permanently inscribed on Paul’s shit list. Not only had he had a complete lapse in judgment regarding the new hybrid on their lands, but now he was doubling their patrol efforts because non-Cullen leeches were getting a little too ballsy about crossing onto their land. Paul had had to bite his tongue after that announcement. Honestly, what did he expect when they allowed the vegetarians to just wonder around like they owned the place? They had to send the blood suckers a message; let them know they weren’t going to tolerate them stinking up the joint.
Needless to say, there would be no holding back tonight if one of those sparkling, horror movie rejects happened by him. His mood was no more improved than it had been when he’d last crossed paths with Jacob in the woods, when he’d delivered the news about Talsa. Paul growled under his breath, he was still pissed about that; if the pup thought he was going to hold back because he was a newbie, he had another thing coming. Paul would put him through the ringer should it ever become necessary for the two of them to interact; followed by giving him a stiff warning to stay away from Rachel.
Heading for the woods from the residential part of the reservation, he kept up his guard. The night air was cool against his burning skin, but it did little in the way of making him cold. The scent of leech that hit his nose however, made his lips curl back in a snarl. He caught a glimpse of her through the woods, her skin shimmering in the pale moonlight. She was beautiful, but then they were all beautiful in an inhuman kind of way. Their eyes locked from across the distance and Paul took a few steps forward, “Lost bloodsucker?” Normally he wasn’t one to toy with his prey, but considering his foul mood, he decided to make an exception for once.
Last Edit: Dec 2, 2010 7:26:03 GMT 10 by Paul Huron
Post by Kasey James Petrova on Nov 30, 2010 19:50:24 GMT 10
His eyes locked onto her's. She felt her eyes turn a darker black than they already were. He was even more perfect than Jacob. She smiled sweetly when he spoke to her. Perfect, she thought, picking up his name just as he spoke. She loved her gifts at times. "Why no," she smiled smug, looking over to him, tilting her head to the side and swaying her hips as she waked over to him. "I was just here, waiting for you Paul." Her eyes turned narrow, looking at him, glimmering in the moonlight. She wondered how he would act towards her knowing his name when he had only just found her. "It seems to be a good day for me to be finding werewolves in Jacob's little pack." She walked around the tree, basically dancing around it and kept her eyes on the hot-headed wolf.
He was just that little bit shorter than Jacob, his body not as toned with muscle as his, but still so much alike. She wondered if Paul was Jacob's real brother, not just a pack brother. They both looked so much alike, the only difference was Paul's skin wasn't so russet to Jacob's. She wondered if this one had the same will power compared to Jacob's, or if he would slip into the dark side quickly and easily. Kasey had thought that Jacob would have taken up her offer on been her slave for the month, just so he would be out of her power, out of the pain she was putting him through with the silent sound that only affected mutts.
It then only just a curred to her that maybe his love for his imprint was what had made his spirit so strong against her offer. Too scared of hurting her with the actings he took. She had heard that werewolves would rather died than lose their imprint. Maybe soon after this encounter with Paul, she would work out a plan for Jacob's little imprint... That would be a fun game. She smiled at the thought.
She was a lot more stronger than any other vampire she had came across so far, and she liked having the powers of toying with the dogs, which were most of the time clueless to her games.
Her overpowering sweet scent made his stomach turn, but Paul kept his gaze squarely focused on her, watching her every move to anticipate an attack. His own posture was rigid, ready to shift at a moment’s notice. As his question hung in the air, a slow smile spread across the pale lips of the vampiress, "Why no. I was just here, waiting for you Paul." And then she stepped toward him, her lithe movements as fluid as a dancer’s, but slow and cautious, non-threatening. Paul of course wasn’t fooled; he knew what she was and he also knew how fast she could move, how quickly those slow precise movements could become swift and deadly. Still, her use of his name caught him temporarily off guard, causing his brows to furrow. Some of them had special abilities; Edweird Cullen for instance could read the thoughts of those around him.
Maybe this leech’s ability was along the same lines, he wasn’t sure and he didn’t have time to ponder it as she stepped a little too close for comfort, causing Paul to move backwards, “Watch it, leech,” he growled, but she seemed unimpressed by his warning, or rather disinterested, "It seems to be a good day for me to be finding werewolves in Jacob's little pack," she crooned. So this was one of the vamps Jake had been talking about. “Good day?” Paul echoed, “I guess that depends on your definition of good and whether or not you’re eager to die.” The time for playing was done, better to get tearing her to shreds over with before she had time to get away. They could be slippery after all; he remembered the red head, Victoria, who’d been particularly astute at abetting them.
“Tell you what,” he said, “I’ll give you a one minute head start.”
Post by Kasey James Petrova on Dec 7, 2010 20:26:56 GMT 10
She watched Paul's eyes turn into a frown when she mentioned his name. She knew knowing his name would catch him of guard, like it usually did to most wolves. She loved playing games like she was with Paul.
She walked up a little too close to the wolf and made him growl. That was just what she wanted. She stepped back and started playing around the tree again. She giggled and looked back to him. "Why should I watch it?" she questioned with a giggle. You're the one that is scared..."
Kasey smiled when Paul echoed 'Good Day' and then made his own comment on eager to die. "Well it seemed like you're almightly-so-called-strongest-of-the-pack-Alpha was eager enough to die and would be if it wasn't for my.. friend stopping me, Even with his power, if was as easy to bring him down like a drop of a rock from a mountain," she giggled, watching his expression, waiting for some reaction from him. Surely that will scar him, she thought, biting her finger as she kept on playing around the tree. He caught her attention with his tone of smug and keeness. She looked at him and tilted her head. She thought maybe he was already surrendering himself to her, but that seemed too oddly quick to usual, even to the most willing of wolves.
Another smile crossed her features when he offered her a head start. She laughed darkly. "I do not think that I will need it, in fact, I think you will." She stopped playing around and stood beside the tree, walking closer up to him, brushing her hand down his arm quickly with her hand, like she had with Jacob, testing him the same way. If she knew wolves as much as she thought, it shouldn't take long for him to snap.
It became evident quickly, that he wasn’t the only one playing a game. The leech danced around trees, keeping her distance when he growled, but only for a moment, "Why should I watch it? You're the one that is scared..." her musical laughter filled the air and Paul practically bristled. Scared? Him? The very insinuation was enough to make him wolfsplode right then and there. “I’ll show you how scared I am when I’m tearing you apart piece by piece.” She smiled, undaunted, "Well it seemed like your almighty-so-called-strongest-of-the-pack-Alpha was eager enough to die and would be if it wasn't for my…friend stopping me. Even with his power, it was easy to bring him down like a drop of a rock from a mountain.” Paul snorted in response, “Jake’s a pussy. Me not so much.”
He offered her a head start, a chance to run before he gave chase, but as his body trembled, willing him to change she only smiled. It was an unnerving smile, the kind that said, ‘I know something you don’t know’ and Paul didn’t like it, "I do not think that I will need it, in fact, I think you will." And then in a blur of motion that would have been too fast for human eyes to see, she was at his side, her hand sliding down the burning flesh of his arm. It made his skin crawl, being this close to one of her kind and resisting his natural instinct to kill. In fact it was too much for his inner wolf to stand and in a second he exploded; the silver gray wolf landing on all fours beside her, snarling.
His mind synced immediately with those in the pack who were also on patrols. In a matter of seconds they’d have his coordinates and it wouldn’t be long before they were on their way to aid him, if it turned out aid was necessary…which it wouldn’t be. Sinking into a low crouch, Paul prepared himself to spring, to attack, and tear, and kill.
Post by Kasey James Petrova on Dec 9, 2010 3:42:52 GMT 10
"Hmm odd," she stopped and smiled smug. "It seemed to me that Jacob seemed stronger than you and has a stronger will power to fight me," her eyes widened wildly, bitting on her finger that was resting against her lips once again. She giggled soon after.
She really liked pushing Paul to the limits. She could tell there was some kind of competition between the two and liked it greatly. But it was clear, there was more competition that Paul had made to Jacob, as Jacob hadn't even mentioned Paul to anyone when he seen her last.
The wolf blurred in front of her, shifting into a silver wolf, but she stood her ground, eyeing him, but not worried. "Watch yourself Paul." She looked away from him and up to the sky, before looking back to him as she spoke. "When I mentioned Jacob, I wasn't just talking about him... I was warning you." A different smile crossed her face. One of confidence, smugness and fearless.
Her arms rose into the air, one of a bird about to fly off, and then disappeared from his sight, sitting in a tree as the black crow she was able to shift into. The bird called loudly from the tree. She wondered if the mutt would work out if she was still around...
It finally seemed that he somewhat had her attention; her eyes narrowed slightly onto him, her graceful stance becoming more alert as he landed on all fours, circling her like the hunter would its prey. And in his mind, that was exactly what she was. "Watch yourself Paul,” her musical voice became a harsh warning, “When I mentioned Jacob, I wasn't just talking about him... I was warning you." An unnerving smile crossed her face; and then, as though she had plans to fly away, her arms lifted into the air and she disappeared all together. Paul’s eyes darted, knowing it was when he couldn’t see her that she was at her most dangerous.
If your back was turned to a vampire, they could wrap their arms around you. He’d seen it happen to Jacob once; the leech had been attacking Leah and Jake had intervened. In the midst of the squabble the newborn had gotten his limbs around Jake’s ribs; he’d squeezed him so tight that his bones caved in, shattering the right side of his body. It was something Paul wasn’t exactly itching to experience. But as he whirled around the clearing, covering every angle with a quick scan of his eyes, she was nowhere to be seen. Had she taken off? He wondered. No, her scent was too prevalent for that. So then where was she?
Last Edit: Dec 22, 2010 6:03:02 GMT 10 by Paul Huron
Post by Kasey James Petrova on Dec 23, 2010 2:58:00 GMT 10
She watched from in the tree, watching the mutt run around looking for her like a hamster getting hunted. Kasey snickered, her laugh ringed out into a crow from her beak. She flew over top of the wolf and shifted back while his back was still turned. Her arms crossed over her chest and kept on watching him look for her. Stupid mutt, she thought, rolling her eyes. She thought that he would have been a little more cluey to her disappearing like she did.
"Ahem... I am right here Paul," her voice rang, little bored now, sounding and making it look as if she had been behind him the whole time. She smirked suddenly, thinking of another tactic of playing with him. "I thought a wolf like yourself would have been a little more knowledge than you do about us..." she shook her head in disappointment, looking to the rouch ground below her. "Tsk Tsk. Lucky I'm here, isn't it?" She looked up at him swiftly with a wide and dark smug smile lighting her face. Her eyes black as night with a tint of blood red shining in them.
She flew off again as a crow, landing into a tree above her, shifting back to speak to him. "Up here Paul," she called and then shifted once more, landing behind him and speaking the same words again, moving each time quickly enough so that he would only get a glimse of her before disappearing again. She flew over to a small lake, making it so the lake was between him and her. "Oh whoops. You silly wolfy. I am over here," she laughed and stayed where she stood across the lake from him, teasing him greatly. This is too much fun! she thought, gleaming a bigger smug smile.