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Mia is a wolf princess, her mother is the leader of their all female wolf pack. Males are not allowed near them unless it is mating season. Once in a while, a few females are taken by males to mate and forced to join their pack. They are usually not seen again. One day during mating season, Mia decided to go off on her own for a while. Being not quite old enough to know what happens tofemales that travel alone, she did not think to at least tell anyone where she was going. She stopped at a river to take a drink when another wolf knocked her out. When she came to, Mia was in a part of the forest she did not know. She looked around and found herself unable to move.

He had been prowling the forest when he'd smelled her. His black batlike wings carried him almost silently above the canopy when he smelled a female... a young one and in season, he had thought to himself.
To many that saw him, Stormrage was a nightmare. A brute at well over 170 lbs of muscle but also very smart. He was the leader of a dark hearted pack called the Shadow Fangs.
He saw a light fae drinking beside a river when he swooped in. He struck her hard... and carried her away. Her scent was delicious to him. Stormrage carried the female to the heart of his packlands. A canyon whose walls were riddled with caves and housed his pack. He flew up to the largest one, his own lair and placed her on a bed of straw and feathers. This female would have a hard time trying to escape with his pack just outside.
Stormrage was not what one would call monogamous. He housed a few females in caves below his.
From the lip of his lair, one could see a wonderful view of the forest and valleys below.
Stormrage waited for the female to wake. He watched her... saw her take in the view from the cave opening and smirked.
"You've awoken," he said... his voice was deep and almost cold. He was positioned so he could easily cut her off if she tried to bolt. "Welcome to your new home, dove," he said.

Mia looks at the male that called her dove. She could see he was a winged wolf like her. She sits down and says, "My name is not dove..." She watches him calmly while taking in her new surroundings. She asks, "What am I doing here?" Her voice was calm and collected like she was raised to talk like. Her eyes his every move just in case he tried something.

Stormrage laughed at her comment. "You seem dainty like one," he remarked. He stood on his four clawwed paws and gazed at her. He almost grinned at her question. She didn't know? He smiled at her wickedly. "I brought you here, dove. Did no one warn you of the risk of being alone during mating season?" he told her. He then moved so that he was directly between her and the exit to the cave. The only passage led deeper into Stormrage's lair.
The black wolf eyed her... watching her.

Mia looks at the male and says, "Looks can be deceiving." She looks at his claws a moment. She says, "The true mating season for another week. So I won't feel the true need or desire to mate until then." She stays sitting down and obverses him closely. She did not like this male but at least he kept his distance for now. She smirks some as she hears her stomach growl.

Stormrage watched her. He could tell she was sizing him up. He almost snorted at her words. Already, he had smelled some females within his own pack coming into season. He knew it had already begun so he gave no heed to her 'another week' remark.
His ears twitched when he heard her stomach growl and he grinned. Sometimes hunger was a good tool for him. "Hungry, are we, dear?" he asked.

Mia looks away from him turning away from completely. She stays quiet not wanting to mate with this black furred brute. She ignores her growling stomach not wanting give any leverage over her. She stares at the cave wall. Her golden fur and wings settle as she thinks about things. She knew no one would look for her. Once you're taken there's no going back.

Stormrage watched her, still smirking. This one was stubborn, he thought to himself.
"What is your name, little dove?" Stormrage asked. His tone was slightly softer with curiosity. He was wondering what was going through this fae's mind. Her back was now turned to him and he could take advantage of that. But he wasn't going to just yet, if ever.

Mia says calmly not looking at him, "My name is Mia." She tenses some as her stomach growls louder. She glares at her stomach not giving into her needs. She asks, "Don't you have enough free and willing females in your own pack?" She turns slightly so she can look at him. She wraps her wings around her body some. She did not know what to do now that she was with a new pack.

"Mia, you may have heard of me. I am Stormrage, leader of the Shadow Fang pack," he said. He took one step closer. "There's always room for more. The females you speak are a bit on the weak side for my tastes," he said to answer her question. 'Something about you suggests you were born into good status in your pack, weren't you?' he said. Mia was also very lovely to Stormrage. He could tell that her bloodlines were good. He was not about to let her go home. This was her home now.

Her body tenses up again as he comes closer. Mia sits against the wall. She says, "I was next in line to become leader of my pack. But not anymore thanks you taking me." Her wings stay wrapped around her body. She groans as her stomach growls again. She says, "I am use to hunting for my first meal around this time of day." She watches this Stormrage closely not trusting him one bit.

Stormrage sat and listened to her answers. He smirked more as she blamed him for a jilted future. He said, "Destiny can throw in unexpected twists, Mia. You are with the Shadow Fangs now. You may have an even greater future with us."

Mia glares at him and says, "There is no true future for me within your pack." She shifts some and starts to lick his scent away from her fur. She then lies down on the cold cave floor sadly. She was a lost puppy now. She did not want to be the mate of a cruel male who has brought her here to bare his pups.

OOC: Let's see if I can move this thread a bit.

Stormrage said nothing... but he waited. When Stormrage left to hunt or deal with pack matters, he made sure she was guarded. He was not completely cruel, though. Several times when he returned, he brought her a haunch of deer or boar to eat. It did him no good to let her get too weak. And thus the days would pass while he waited for the 'true' mating season to begin.... and for her to come into season.

Mia let the days pass without her saying a single word to the male who had captured her. She would eat the meat he would bring her. Each passing day her body would grow more restless. The scent of her going into season growing stronger. By the sixth day she could no longer hold still. She was starting to pace the whole length of the cave.

Stormrage was at his usual spot by the entrance when he saw her get up and pace. His keen nose wasn't fooled. The princess he had captured was coming into season. He rose to his feet and began to walk towards Mia. His wings were half spread and raised off his back.
"What's the matter?" he asked in a quiet tone, slightly mocking. "Are you feeling a growing fire within, Mia?"

Mia winces some as she did not like him being this close to her. She glares at him and says, "Go away." Her body was in need but her will was still too dead set on not becoming his mate. Her words say go away but her body says take me. She sits down and huffs some in deep discomfort. She closes her eyes some.

Stormrage wasn't about to go away. This was what he had been waiting for. And he intented to make her his... by force if necessary. He was no stranger to that either.
As he saw Mia sit down and close her eyes, Stormrage acted. "I'm not going anywhere, Mia! It is mating season now! It is time!" he said, coming towards her. His was alert in case she tried to rush him. He felt the stirring within himself... the need to take this female... to mate with her and plant her with his pups.

Mia dodges him easily and quickly as she makes it away from him. She says, "I am not going to mate with someone I do not love. So get over it." She makes out of the cave and flies off at a extreme speed. She easily makes her way through the thick trees. She sees a river and dives in to weaken her scent. She knew she would have to return to him but she was trying to make a point.

Stormrage growled at her defiance and took off after her. He was swift. If he wished, he could have the whole Pack after her. But he was going to deal with her himself. He followed her and watched as she plunged into the river. He dove in after her, using his wings to 'fly' in the water. He had an advantage. Feathery wings could get waterlogged and make them heavier... his batlike wings didn't have that problem. He aimed to grab her from above and bite at the back of her neck... He did not care about love... but he did care about respect. He was the alpha... HER alpha... and he was going to make sure she learned that.

Mia looks behind her to see him after her. She tenses up some as she makes her way down the river. She says going up for air, "I will not be your mate." She keeps swimming trying to stay away from. She would not stay with him. How could she be happy with him, a male who only wants pups? She keeps swimming harder.

As stated before, Stormrage dove in also... from above her. So how she dodged, he didn't know. He flapped his leathery wings in the water. When she surfaced for air, Stormrage saw his chance. He beat his wings hard to come like a bullet out of the water and pounce on her from above
No, it was not just pups that he was after. It was her. He had ambitions and she was part of them.
"I'm not asking your permission!" he growled as his trajectory sent him right at her.

Mia growls in pain and in rage as she knows her body was growing tired and weak. She sees him coming at her and this time she could not dodge him again. She closes her eyes saying over and over again that she was somewhere else. She waits for him to grab her or whatever he was going to do her. She keeps her eyes closed wishing this would hurry up and be over with.

Stormrage grabbed Mia, taking her neck in his jaws and maneuvered her with his wings to the riverbank. He used his strength and weight to try and pin her down. Her scent was so strong in his nose. The scent of her... and her heat... knowing she was ripe to breed.... the feel of her beneath him.

Mia did not fight him feeling her body grow weak. She feels her body being forced up to the river bank. She growls slightly as he tries to pin her to the ground. She would have no choice by to stay with him once they were mated. She keeps her eyes closed not wanting to admit this was all happening. She was picturing herself being in a warm field of flowers absorbing the sun’s heat.