For The Ocean

[Anya™]

Zolo crossed his arms, his bandana covering his eyes slightly. This girl was trouble and stubborn, just like everyone else he met. But she was also different in her way. "There is no way I'm going out there. I'm not much of a swimmer, anyway," he said. "And how would you know if there's anyone else out there? There could be hidden cameras! This is a room, should you need reminding. Jarrn could be watching you, being all happy in that room. We're just puppets in his eyes, just for his own pleasure."

[§tellairria]

Sol let out a sigh of defeat or so it sounded. She swam to were her feet could touch and walked calmly out of the water. "Your no fun....Besides....Jarnn HATES Shifters...Why would he wanna wank off to one...?" She asked in a blunt tone that could rival Zolo's. She sighed and tilted her head toward the sun with her eyes closed. She was just standing there in the sun in nothing but her undies...Yet she didn't seem to mind Zolo being there...Talk about trusting someone!

[Anya™]

Zolo stood there a moment, just looking at her, then he turned away. "Well, from my point of view, Jarrn would be fucked up like that. Who knows what goes on in a man's mind when he's sick and twisted with science, anyway?" he retorted in an answering challenge to her. "Hell, there could be hidden junkies hiding in the tress or whatever if this was real and not simulated. I think you're a little too carefree for your own good, girl." And it was true. There were perverted men and boys wherever he went that would love to get a chance to peek in on a girl when she knew less. And I'd have to kill them all should I find them... he thought sourly.

[§tellairria]

Sol grined llightly and shook her head some. The girl wanted to play now....Besides...She needed to get dry...Solarice shifted into her wolf form ( i4.photobucket.com/albums/y129/SilverEclipse/starrysky911.gif ) and shook out her pelt near Zolo. She turned her head and looked at him blinking innocently but, she had a rather smug and playful grin on her maw. Sol growled playfully and tugged at his pants some wagging her tail.

[Anya™]

Zolo looked down at the fae, a scowl on his face. "No..." he muttered, beginning to walk toward the tree again. He said it again after a few seconds, then stopped with a sigh and looked back down at her. "You are such a pup..." But he shifted anyway, revealing his pure white wolven form. A tribal marking decorated his face under his right eye and also on his right flank. Where they came from, he himself didn't know, but he also didn't care. "What exactly do you have in mind for... a game..?"

[§tellairria]

Sol grined and launched herself at him in a powerful atempted tackle. She wanted to 'hit and run' basically. Once she ot to her paws again she snickered and dartted off toward the wet sand running across it. This little wolf was fast and she wasn't even running at full speed yet. Solarice spun around and raced toward him again in a mock game of chicken. Whoever jummped away would be the loser. "Whoever jumps away gets to be thrown into the sea by the victor!" She barked out while charging at him.

[Anya™]

Zolo went down in a flurry of sand, trying to fend for himself from the energetic fae in a playful manner as he could make it. When she ran away, he leaped to his feet, a wolfish grin on his face. Daring and challenging. "Victor is my middle name, sweety," he said with a laugh, charging after her on swift feet. He was about as bull-headed as a horse and wasn't about to give up to this fae. "Say hello to the fishes when you meet the water!"

[§tellairria]

Solarice grined toothily showing off her canines. Perfect! Thats just what she wanted to hear from him. The lean fae let out a playfull snarl and jumpped ahead lowing her head some. She'd grown up watching rams butt heads to fight and she and her few friends used to do it too. Sol picked up in speed too, sand flying out behind her in thick chunks. She really did look like a ram charging toward him with the speed of a bullet train.

[Anya™]

Zolo didn't flinch nor hesitate one second, keeping his dark orbs focused on the fae. Even if they did hit heads, get in a fight, or whatever may come, it didn't change the fact that he had almost died before. By Hawk-Eye himself. Letting me live was the bastard's mistake... Zolo continued to grin his challenge, remembering the scar across his chest under the dense white fur covering his body.

[§tellairria]

Solarice let out a light snarl and continued forward. The sickly sound of bone meeting bone echoed and Solarice stagged backward with a goofy grin. The stubborn fae finally hit the ground after a few more minutes of swaying. Lying on her stomach she looked to Zolo with a smug grin. "Guess neither us is a chicken huh..." She mumbbled lifting a paw and placing it gently over her sore skull. "What the hell do you have under your fur!? A metal plate!!?" She barked out playfully but, with a hint of pain to her tone.

[Anya™]

Zolo staggered backward and finally ended sitting roughly on his rump, his chest hurting as if a hammer had just smashed into it. "Skin of steel, toots.... And I should ask the same for your head," he grumbled, shaking his head lightly. He finally stood on all fours, waiting for a few seconds to make sure he wouldn't collapse on his behind again. He then padded up to Sol, head bent down to her level with a grin on his maw. "You remind me of Nami, but more bull-headed."

[§tellairria]

Solarice grined lightly at his comments and sat up herself. "Well...I guess when you young and bored and live on a mountain you and your friends take after the rams up there..." She said with a snicker. Sol shook her head and finally got to her paws. "Eh...Oh, well...Another lovely trait about me I guess." She replied snickering. "I wonder how many other wolves would have ducked out and been the chicken....up against either of us...."

[Anya™]

Zolo grinned, flashing his pearly whites, and began to pad down the beach. His tassel swayed slowly, his fur ruffling lightly when the breeze blew. "I'm not sure about just plain wolves, but the shifter types might just be as couragous. I'm just a fight without a certain cause. I don't give up so easily and I don't plan on giving up so easily any time soon, either," he said, dark orbs looking at the sunset over the ocean. Zolo then looked back at her, canines exposed in a smirk. "Jarrn will get his ass served to him on a very fancy decorated plate, made just for him."

[§tellairria]

"Har har! I agree to that! Jarrn the low life scum bag...." She snarled out pinning her ears. This was a rare and breath takingly dangerous sight...Even if it had been for a split second Zolo had seem the dark side of the cheerful raver girl. Solarice's fur bristled slightly before she finally calmed back down again. "He needs to be thrown into the cage...." She said in a rather flat dry tone. Yup...Sol really hated Jarrn.

[Anya™]

"No doubt," he said, voice dripping with venom. "I'm sure if he had a taste of his own medicine, he'd regret even taking the first step to this place. Hell, even thinking about it. He thinks he can play god, but he can't. No one can play god, no matter how hard they try." His fangs gleamed, yet it wasn't in a grin nor a smirk. It was pure malice in thought of Jarrn. Just wait until I get my chance with you, Jarrn. You'll have a blade so far up your ass you won't have enough thought left to worry about shifters, he thought bitterly, then laughed out loud at the thought.