.: As Free as a Bird :. [Open]

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Iris
.:[ As pretty as a picture hanging from a fixture, Strong like a family, strong as I wanna be. ]:.


Slowly, marching painfully forward as her head was lowered down to the ground not wanting to make eye contact with anything else, but the blood stained dirt. A soft whimper seemed to echo which cause a small freight out of the poor female who had to at least jump a few inches straight off the group. Iris didn't belong here, but then again who did belong here? The conditions were horrid and it seemed that the present of death was here at all times as if it was a welcomed guest. With watchful eyes, death picked out his victims, but never took a break as he continued his work through the night. One could say that the present of death could even live within the hell on Earth with all the carcasses that littered the pit.

The line to so-called freedom seemed to be dragging out forever, but of course Dominors only wanted the pretty little female which she was sure she was not. Her coat was not of that compared to snow, but instead of rust yet her eyes seemed to make her stand out among the crowds. So many emotions seemed to cloud the pretty pale green eyes and seemed to speak out for her for those who dared peer into their depths. Of course beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and so even if she found herself not as attractive as the other females, their could be a male who does. A shove as given to her lightly as she was pushed forward towards the facade of freedom.

A soft sign escape from her mouth as she finally lifted her eyes towards the skies. A stunning sight was behold as she spotted a small bird fluttering within the endless blue day. The bird had something her heart longed for each and every day. Freedom. Of course, many guards or even Dominors would argue that she was free to fly about, and that technically that was 'freedom'. Yet, it wasn't to her as she was just a little red bird who was, stuck in a small cage. Another shove was given to her, and she moved forward once more.


The line at this point was picking up speed, and she could see herself coming closer to the front. Her eyes squeezed shut as she mouthed a silent prayer in hopes of escaping the pit with someone who shared her views... Someone who could give her, her freedom.

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It had been a long time. Marzell, his paws as heavy as his heart, jogged lightly towards the Auktion Rock. His breathing was easy, made strong by the miles he ran each day to keep the loneliness at bay. Jato had been taken by dominors moons ago, and Azrael's scent lost and gone to heavy rains further back than that. Besides Sinead's recent visit, Marzell had been utterly, utterly alone. He was caught on some mornings with the desire to flee his land and return home to his birth pack, only to be later halted by stiff pride when he reached Norden's border. Jealousy, such jealousy kept him in his land then, and it thudded deeply between his ribs when he thought of Dresna and the loss of Adelina. In truth, the young alpha was struggling to keep his sanity. It was always so quiet, so lonely, so vacant. It was, in some sense, the mirror opposite of everything his life in Irrsin had been. Similar land features, meadow grass and deer aplenty. Lacking in breathing, dancing wolves; lacking in the beating, drumming rush of a pack hunt; lacking in the unity of howls under a full moon.

After another dawn of sprinting and rabbit hunting, Marzell had stood beneath the regular morning fog and made himself a new resolve. He was going to build Norden one last time. Get a few sklavins and make them loyal. He couldn't be sure anymore that Jato and Azrael hadn't left of their own intention. He needed dutiful, allegient slaves. When he left Irrsin he had decided to free sklavins. Now it was time for a new approach.

Trotting more pridefully into the rock-wall confines of the Auktion Rock, Marzell began scanning the hordes of wolves. Skinny and undernourished, Marzell snarled a warning to a few who looked interested in the thoughts of freedom. Kasimira would be his inspiration for the next few moons: He would systematically pick out a weak sklavin, crush their spirit, and then gradually allow them to be reborn as a Norden member after a few tests of loyalty. It was, in his still young eyes, flaw proof. He just needed to find the right wolf for the job.

"Anyone looking for a little toy out there?"

A few chuckles rose from the crowd of onlooking dominors as Marzell settled himself into the group.

"Caught this pretty thing over near the Schreien Forest. She's around two years old. Any takers?"

The Auktion Rock guards were quick to shove forward a rather scrawny looking female, her eyes wide and her face dainty against the harshness of the scenery and despondency that hung around them. Marzell--like a few of the other dominors--was almost immediately hooked. Her eyes were a bright, inviting green that radiated even to his place at the back of the dominor array and her fur was a gorgeous red and steel grey with soft, white undertones. She was obviously very weak just from the looks of her, and she would be easy enough to handle for a brute such as himself. Standing up a little faster than he'd planned to, Marzell raised his voice to the others with a certain depth that he'd almost forgotten belonged there.

"I'll take her. Any possible challengers may stand now."

Pushing himself through the throng, Marzell's heart hammered excitedly. He'd forgotten the rush of claiming a sklavin, of challenging others, of being a true dominor in his own right. After a few moments of passing silence, he shifted his blue gaze to the female. His eyes raked her body before turning to leave, both anxious and thrilled with his quick success. She was very beautiful...

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notes !
Hope you don't mind the slight powerplay. If you do, lemme know and I'll change it.

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maidinmisery

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613

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"Anyone looking for a little toy out there?"

The words made her suppress a light shudder, and to think that she was an object… She cursed herself for wandering close to the Schreien Forest as it was her own demise. She could have been roaming about the lands free, but instead she had been drag to the pits of hell. It didn’t help that due to her nature she wanted to run far away from here with all the eyes gazing upon her like she was the last deer within Ravensbruck. The few chuckles were enough to scare the wits out of her as by now her eyes widen in fear. The silent prayer she had begun was now dropped off in silence as nothing could save her now. Instead, she tried to focus on blocking off the auctioneer with little success.

"Caught this pretty thing over near the Schreien Forest. She's around two years old. Any takers?"

Iris held her breath, and her eyes closed shut for a few moments waiting to hear an outbreak between the Dominors occur after all, she could see now that she had somehow caught the interest of a few by some means. Opening her eyes, she almost choked on the air she had to inhale as she saw a fairly large brute shoot up from the back and spoke up with a strident tone.

"I'll take her. Any possible challengers may stand now."

Pale green eyes began to search the waves of Dominors, but it seemed no one was willing to put forth a challenge. Whether that was a good or bad thing was unknown, but only time would tell her. She watched the male strider forward, stopping to survey her before turning off to leave. At this moment, she did a brief look at the brute who bought her. With curious eyes she noted the shining black coat that could be compared to the midnight sky, but as far as his eye color well she didn't get a close enough look. Even so, she debated what her next move was and with a shove forward she decided that meant to follow the leaving brute who gave her no instructions on what to do.

With heavy paws, she moved forward at a somewhat slow pace as if she was being weigh down by stones. The whole situation was making her quite un-easy, but noticing a distance between her and the Dominor she then picked her pace up in hopes of catching up with him. Shining eyes stared more towards the bottom of the male's feet as she manages to catch up with him, but left a gap in between them as she traveled behind. She then tried to sooth her jittery nerves, but nothing seemed to be helping her as sudden noises would make her jump in fright. Even so, she didn't yelp out of fear of being scolded, or worse… She had heard stories traveling around the pit about Dominors who were meaner then, the devil himself.

A shudder actually passed through her torso at remembering such tales, and anxiety began to build up within her. Slow breaths, she just hoped she was getting worked up for nothing after all, she had been with the male for a few minutes and already she was assuming what he was going to be like. Right now time was her friend, and so she only had to wait so long before his true colors would show until then she could try to settle her agitated nerves with some deep breathing.

‘Breath in and breath out.’ She thought to herself.
‘Breath in and then breath out…’

 CREDIT SAM !? of A Changed Hogwarts. Don't remove the credit or I will find you. LYRICS save me - my darkest days NOTES Oh no, that is perfectly fine! c: WORD COUNT 612 TAGS »Image

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notes !
Hope you don't mind the slight powerplay. If you do, lemme know and I'll change it.

tags !
maidinmisery

word count !
613