This is not Briar. This is Arkrael. Bri has given me permission and access to all of her characters to do as I wish with them. Most of them are dying. So. yep.

Things were not going as they should. Cycles upon cycles had carried on. His plans to dominate the carnivores was going no where, especially with that filthy cur putting her face in the middle of it all. Air rushed out of his nostrils, annoyed as his thoughts caught up with him. He knew it was her. The reason he had found himself hastily leaving Orion. A carcass had been delivered to his very bedside. The place he had preferred most to sleep had been tarnished with the blood of a cave deer. The thing had been torn to shreds, spilling it's life liquid all over his bed of dead foliage.

A trail had been left for him. Large canine paw prints leading out of Orion and straight to where he stood now. Silently he stared down at his burned reflection. Cold, steel blue eyes stared viciously at himself. A sneer came across his features as he threw his horns around in his annoyance. He stomped around, turning and pivoting as if he were searching for a trail that did not lead right into the water. He scented the air, tried to taste her scent upon the air, but to no avail could he find it.

"Arkrael!" He bellowed angrily, "I know you're here you filthy cur! Stop hiding like the coward you are!" His voice seemed to echo through Polaris and now all he could do was wait or just go back home. It was bad enough it seemed his magic was all out of sorts. He wasn't able to even call upon the water for as little as a small mist. It was infuriating, but deep down it sent shivers of despair and...fear...rushing through the pit of his stomach.

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"This is how I talk!"
This is how I think!

The beast lay motionlessly. Tucked down onto the ridge of bunched up crystals that over looked the river. Eyes, clouded with burning rage, stared at the cave entrance. Waiting. Patiently waiting to see if that vile herbivore would fall for her trap. A darkness seemed to cling itself to Arkrael as she lay there. A maddened smirk curled across her muzzle in a sinister expression. Voices rose and fell within her mind. Luring her. Seducing her. She had ignored them for so long. Fought to keep control of herself. She refused to lose herself to this...taint. Yet, this time it seemed that taint had won this round.

Muscles tensed the moment that stag came into view and her upper lip peeled back away from her fangs. Her eyes grew wide with a sadistic mirth and when the stag bellowed her name a dark, maniacal cackling spilled from her lips. "Coward?" She repeated him, her voice strange and foreign to her tongue. "My dear Vazi, I would never hide myself from yooou," She purred his name venomously. The sound rolling off her tongue as if it was sent to poison the very air she breathed. Gracefully she rose to her paws and with a quick push of her hind legs against the crystal she perched upon, leaped down landing heavily against the ground just on the other side of the river.

She met his gaze easily, her eyes wild and ferocious. "Do you think to anger me with your belittling words, Vazi?." She mocked him with a smirk upon her face. Her thoughts were a spiraling mess, fogged in a darkness that Arkrael would not be able to shake any time soon. "Did you like my gift, love? I was curious to see your expression, but I had...other...things to tend too," The cackling in her voice spoke of secrecy. Something she knew Vazi would find most...enraging.

"Speech"
'Thoughts'
'PheoThoughts'

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It didn't take long before he heard a dark cackling rise up from the silence just behind him. He swung his head around, eyes wide and filled with anger. It had taken him off guard to hear the sound, but as he watched the she-wolf lope right off a bunched group of crystals his nostrils flared with a loud, angry rush of air. "That is not my name!" He nearly screeched at her. Anger burned in his chest. A rage he had not felt since the time she had protected that vile three headed monster against him.

Though she continued speaking. Not even an ounce of response to his annoyance of being called a name he no longer went by. And then she brought it up. Her gift. A sneer peeled over his features as he stomped a hoof hard against the ground. "You must really wish to die, you filthy mongrel," his voice rumbled deeply as he slashed his antlers as if imagining them tearing through flesh and fur alike. "How DARE you defile my home! Typical fucking carnivore! " Her cackling resonated throughout his entire body and if it were not for the burning hot rage coursing through him, he wondered if he would have shivered at the sound. Of course not! He was Lord Hasira! HE would fear no carnivore!

The gem upon his chest swirled with color before settling on a furious crimson. He spoke no other words as he felt his magicka rush into into his gem and without hesitation sent an attack at Arkrael...

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"This is how I talk!"
This is how I think!

His reaction was well worth the provoking of her words. He couldn't even stutter out his usual bantering of how much greater he was than her before he just caved to using an attack. She felt the spike of energy form in the air as his assault quickly came. She smirked as the sharp icicles burst from the river just by her paws and rushed at her. Her gem flickered to life instantly and with loud cracks the ice shattered just as the sharp tips just barely brushed into her fur. She didn't even spare a glance to the river as it now swept away pieces of ice.

"M'love...it's not like you to just jump into a fight," She chuckled lowly. Her eyes never moved away from his. Leisurely she lowered her hindquarters down and sat, curling her tail along her side. "You're not even just a little bit curious as to why I dragged your worthless ass out here?" Her eyes alight with chaotic amusement, her devious smirk growing and exposing blood stained incisors. He was in a hurry to retaliate. IT wasn't like him to be in such a rush and for a moment Arkrael wondered if leaving that shredded cave deer for him to find really had already sent him over the edge.

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'Thoughts'
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Something was off. The she-wolf before him was definitely not acting like the Arkrael he knew. It was all turned around and backwards. Was it not usually he who stood so regally and taunted his opponent? She had been a simpering fool of emotions each time they crossed paths. Albeit, by the time they were at now her anger had grown each time. Now...it was he who stood in her place. Falling victim to her goading and lashing out just as she usually did after a good round of talking shit to her. Her question, however, over his curiosity made him seethe with even more anger. It was as if she WANTED him to ask. Part of him didn't want to give in to her game, but he also couldn't help but be a little curious about it. It wasn't like her to go knocking on his door with such a...gift...as she put it.

He snorted angrily, his ears pinning back against his head. "So out with it then! Before I just fill you with spikes," He snapped aggressively, slashing his antlers at her once more. "I have better things to do than stand here and play games with the likes of you!" His eyes narrowed at the beast. Studying her ever feature as if to try and figure out what had changed with her. She was far more aggressive than he had ever remembered. Something must have snapped in her for her to leave such a mess at his home. Usually it was his job to take the horror and carnage to her.

Thought...just as it looked like she was going to spin her tale as to why she so kindly defiled his home a voice suddenly rung out. Calling out to him. His head swung around, eyes searching the area he had originally came from.

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This is how I think!

Hooves thundered through the tunnels. He was finally fully grown. An impressive set of antlers was proudly held up as he followed the tracks quickly. He had to get to the end of the trail immediately! He had only just recently found the bloody mess that was left at his father's resting spot. He had saw the massive canine paw prints leading away and another set of hoof prints within the mix. Anger boiled behind his eyes as he carried on, cursing and mumbling under his breath. Whatever that canine was it had better not be trying to lure his father into something troublesome! He would tear this creature apart the moment he saw them! The sacrilege to leave such an innocent deer in the place his father loved the most was a bold move. "FATHHEERR!" He bellowed loudly as he burst out of the tunnel entrance and into Polaris. He didn't stop running even when his father came into view. "What is the MEANING OF THIS YOU FILTHY CARNIVORE! YOU LOW-DOWN, STUPID VAGABOND!" He yelled angrily at the beast just across the river. There was no blood on her fur, but the blood that stained her exposed fangs was enough to know it was she that dared to assault them. His father's voice filled his ears, but he paid it no heed as he lunged forward, calling upon his gem to summon an attack. He would show his father how strong he had become! He would make Lord Hasira proud to know that he truly fathered a God! He faltered. "What?" His voice gasped in surprise as his hooves nearly stumbled over themselves. Nothing came from his gem. Nothing that would whisper the use of his abilities. He now stared, stunned into a frozen state. Why was his magic suddenly not coming to him? Why would they abandon him now when he so clearly needed them?! Was he not a god?! "Talking" OOC

He rose to her pushing and an eagerness to explain to him just what she had in store for him nearly consumed her with anticipation. She opened her muzzle to speak her words to him, but another voice came bellowing through Polaris. Arkrael's gaze snapped over to the creature and almost immediately her eyes were filled with that of a pristine white pelt. Her eyes grew wide with an explosion of rage. Fur began to stand on end as she was instantly blinded with such an intoxicated rage. She didn't even take note of the golden horns upon the white deer's head. An ear splitting roar suddenly pierced the caveren and she was on her paws instantly. "YOOOU!" Her voice echoed with a demonic tone, trembling in a way that seemed to startle both stags.

There as no second later before Arkrael was lunging across the river. Her gem thrummed to life, vibrating and buzzing against her chest as her magicka burst to life. Vazi was no longer on her mind. No. No, her focus was now on the creature she would kill to shreds. She would not allow her an escape! The magic coursed through her as she urged gems to spring forth from the ground just behind the white creature. Hopefully it would block their escape, but either way. She would not escape her this time! The moment her paws hit the ground on their side of the river she sprung towards the deer, ready to sink her exposed fangs deep into that bitch's hide.

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HIs son was quick to show his face. Racing towards them only to instantly regard Arkrael. He would have felt proud, amused even, but the immediate reaction Arkrael had just looking at him stole his entire attention. "Don't you DARE TOUCH HIM!" He bellowed the moment Arkrael sprung at Kingsfoil. He charged at her, lowering his antlers with intention to gouge his tines right into her.

Nostril's flared as he nimbly jumped out of the way as several gems suddenly spiked up from the earth beneath them. His heart raced as he drew closer and with quick movement he slammed into the side of the wolf. Easily knocking her right off her paws and sending her a distance away. "Your fight is with me, carnivore! It will be I THAT YOU FIGHT!" He bellowed, stomping his hooves aggressively as he lurched forward at her as she began to scramble to her paws...

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It was all happening fast. The beast was charging at him and by the time the wolf was just upon him his father's voice rang out loudly. He snorted and back peddled away from the beast as his father successfully slammed into the beast, sending her flying. "Nonsense father! I can handle this! Allow me to show her what it means to assault the Gods!" He shouted angrily. He didn't wait for his father's response and he once again charged at the beast. This time he lowered his golden antlers and charged at her on his own. Maybe this was a test. He could not use his magic. Perhaps all he had to do was prove his physical strength against her and that would show his father. "Talking" Tags OOC

Arkrael Ask me for my forgiveness

Arkrael was blinded by her rage. It wasn't even a stag she was seeing there standing still. All she saw was a much smaller frame, all white fur and hooves. Clover. The she-devil that would regret the day she had harmed her child so severely. Another snarl ripped from the wolfen's muzzle as she rushed towards what she thought to be clover. Darkness shrouded her mind, clung to her tightly. Whispered words of hatred and ferocity. Swept her away into a maddening spiral as all she could think of was tearing that bitch apart. And just as she got close enough to lunge in at the bitch a body slammed into her. STriking her hard. Blood splattered as tines sliced through fur and flesh alike.

She hit the ground with a loud snarl, tumbling and rolling until she finally came to a skidding halt a few feet away. Heterochromia eyes were wide open, wild and feral as she took no hesitation to get back to her paws. Vazi's voice filled her ears, but it was jumbled and incoherent to her. And then another voice swarmed in. First sounding unrecognizable before it wavered into the voice that she would remember as Clover's. She watched the white bitch come rushing towards her and a sadistic smirk curled across her features. She waited, watched as clover drew ever closer to her. Another voice bellowed out, but it was ignored. Arkrael lunged.

Paws pushed hard against the ground, claws tearing through dirt and stone alike as she shot like a bullet from the ground. The sound of their bodies colliding echoed loudly. Fangs sunk deep into the stag's throat, clamping down hard as the force of her lung flung her right over the stag and dragged the bitchh with her. Fangs tore through flesh, ripping the skin from bone. Blood splattered the ground and covered her face and chest. Eyes were alight with madness as chaotic laughter spilled through her clenched fangs. He paws landed heavily on the ground and she took no moment later to lash her head to the side and quite literally throw the blood stained, gasping stag away from her. She watched the body clatter onto the ground, sliding a good foot before coming to a complete stop.

Her chest heaved as she panted for breath. Her wild eyes never moving from the 'doe's' form. When she was satisfied that bitch was not getting up demonic eyes turned to the stag whom had once claimed her heart. "YOu wanted to maKE ME THE MONSTER VAZI?! Well guess what, darling," Her voice cackled, echoing in a haunting sound as she lowered her head and bared her blood stained fangs at the bastard in a sickening smirk. "You get what you ask for..."

"Listen to me."

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