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The albino male had continued with his travels, feeling that roaming the lands was indeed something that passed the time far more quickly than to just hide himself away from faces. Thus far he has run into two wolves and luckily his second head hadn’t caused him all that much trouble just yet. There was very little in what Kilian could do when his second head. Garstig would freely speak his mind filling the air with insults and the like.  Even now when it was just himself  delicately weaving through the trees Garstig would continue to torment him. Kilian just flat out ignored him as per usual; eventually Garstig would grow quiet with his insults and taunts.

 It was incredibly difficult to fulfill his needs to socialize; to even find a place he could belong when his second head made everything he did that much harder. Kilian had decided long ago that he would just have to tough it out and be on his own. He has no wish to cause harm to others physically or emotionally. His second head had only ever been kind to one other wolf, and she had long since passed on with her old age. Kilian longed for something like that once more, to make at least one friend so he wouldn’t be so horribly lonely.

 Growing tired of his travels the male decided to take a break from all this walking and sit himself calmly under one of the many trees that grew here. It was lovely spot, the tree’s leaves so green and vibrant and birds would chirp and sing their delightful little songs. It was peaceful. A peace that could only last for a few seconds for Kilian.

 “Ok you sissy, I demand we go do something exciting for once. All you do is wander alone, it’s pathetic. LETS GO RIP SOMEONE’S FACE OFF!” Garstig would growl and shout at Kilian as he was just getting himself comfortable. With the sigh the male would turn his head away from his attached twin maybe if he ignored him a little longer he would disappear altogether.
“Kilian come on I’m not joking… your such a boring old stiff. We don’t even converse with anyone.” He would whine and pout. 

 “Garstig, if you didn’t react so negatively all the time we could make friends and not be alone.” Kilian would mumble in response sounding tired.
“Oh common only girls want friends. We need a good fight. There is the excitement we need. Win the heart of a woman and f-“ Garstig would start sounding greedy and aggressive.
Kilian’s head would shot right back up and glare.

 “That is incredibly rude and offensive. This is exactly why I choose to make us stay alone. Thank the gods we haven’t found a woman yet, because I would feel sorry that she would ever have to put up with a bigot like you!” Kilian almost shouted at his second head finally it would appear it found one of his buttons and pressed it hard.
Garstig only chuckled in response clearly finding this humorous. With a sigh Kilian would lay his head back down, he won another round of who can get on whose nerves the fastest.

@Luisiana
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<P> Paradise would awaken early morning as usual, taking her daily stroll along caelum to ensure there was no one trespassing within her home. When she felt that it was all good and safe to go, the ashen nymph would waste no time in exploring on wards. As of late Caelum had been rather quiet and there was no tension between other packs, yet. Though from what Paradise gathered no other packs had formed when Amaris Semine, nekros and Noctis had quickly fallen. She hoped in the near future some ambitious wolf would create another pack in the hope to create tension or events between the two packs. But for the time being it would seem Paradise would have to be content with strolling and meeting new wolves on her journey. As her long limbs would carry her from land to land, the woman was drawn to Erro. As she paced through, everything seemed unchanged and the lands as she knew it were always quiet and peaceful which made it a nice stroll when one wished to clear their head.

<P> Today something seemed different. Paradise could hear voices from afar and with nothing better do to, she decided to go over and investigate. Her steps would remain light and calculated, quickly finding the wolf.... or rather wolves? Which were speaking loudly to one another. the man before her had no pigment. coated in placid white with red eyes to follow. What was strange to see was a wolf with two heads and only one body. Her cranium would tilt to the side momentarily, intrigued by the appearance before her. She would make her way over to them, stopping a few meters before them. " You find ripping someone's face of fun?" She'd giggle, looking back and forth between them. The two heads seemed like polar opposites. One seemed hateful and angry, while the other calm and more mature. Interesting.

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@Kilian
The two headed male would become startled as a new voice reached his ears. Even Garstig was silent for a moment; it would appear that while he was busy arguing with himself he missed the approach of another. Red eyes would quickly look around to locate the owner of this new voice; he would slide his gaze to a woman. His ears would perk up becoming fully alert, was she giggling? Kilian stood still feeling a little embarrassed. This was the first woman he had laid his eyes on in a long time. She was a pretty thing with her ashen coat, and colourful feathers. He couldn’t remove his eyes from her and with Garstig’s sudden silence he was sure she had a similar effect on him as well.

“..N-no I that’s not what I like to do.” Kilian would object to her question his voice silky and smooth almost like he wanted to use his seduction abilities simply because he was in the presence of a woman. He wanted to please this one, he couldn’t explain it. It could be perhaps he was tired of being lonely, or simply because it was a long time since he was even been in the presence of another woman.
Garstig would sneer sensing the first head’s thoughts and desires. He wanted to laugh, but held it back. Kilian was falling in love at the first sight of a woman. A woman that was laughing at him.

 “… You better tread carefully little princess. Kilian can seduce almost any woman to fall in love with him, and I… I love to rip off pretty little faces just like yours…. Right after I I have my way with them.” Garstig would growl at the strange girl.

Kilian would blink breaking his spell like stance and frowned. Garstig was just awful, his eyes would sadden as he looked to the woman again. How could she stand to just be in his presence the way she was. She should run away shouting monster or worse things.

“I’m terribly sorry. Garstig will not harm you. I’m the one controlling the body, he is nothing but words… I’m Kilian Weiland. Would you honor me with your name?” Kilian would introduce himself bowing his head to the lady attempting at a sort of peace with a splash of charm.


@Paradise
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<P> The ashen nymph would simply stare at the man, men before her. Eyes wide with wonder as she'd carry on looking upon their unusually and yet intriguing appearance. As the lady would fall silent, watching as their was a moment of awkwardness in the air when it seemed all three were simply staring at each other. She'd suddenly look away, before Killian disrupted the silence and things became more comfortable. He would confess he didn't like messing up the faces of other wolves, so it would seem the other head was the more chaotic one of the two, interesting. " Then what do you like to do?" She would murmur, sultry chords questioning him. Just as Paradise spoke, Garstig would speak up, expressing his intentions and wants with little to no hesitation.

<p> " Seduce? Is that so... is that like a special ability of something?" She'd giggle again, not believing it was possible, though she simply had never witnessed it before. Then, she'd once again fall silent, triangular ears pinning against her skull, her forelimb raising to her chest. " I could say my brother likes to do the same with wolves like you to, fool." She'd threat, fighting back her anger that was quickly building up within her. It would seem Killian had to apologies on behalf of his brother who seemed to always cause trouble. "I'm Paradise Madar, a member of Caelum clutch"

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@Kilian
Kilian frowned and for what felt like the thousandth time he wished for his twin to be quiet for a change. It was clear that Garstig would be upsetting the girl. She questioned him about his seduction ability with a little giggle; a small almost shy kind of smile would pry at his lips. It was an adorable little giggle. Her demeanor would shift to a threat aimed at Garstig. His smile would slide right back off his face. He wasn’t impressing her he was aggravating her he could tell, he felt a little saddened by this thought.

He would perk up a bit more when she would give him her name. Paradise? He would smile sweetly at her, it was a lovely name. She would end her introduction with being a part of he supposed a pack. He looked around him and sniffed at the air almost alarmed, had he stumbled upon pack territory? Could he had been trespassing? Not finding any scents other than his own and the woman before him his slight panic disappeared almost at once.

“Forgive my rude addition, sweet Paradise. He is insane and filled with nothing but hate. As for seduction… I could show you what it’s like…” The male’s voice was sweet and calm. His pheromones would amplify just so as he spoke to her.

Trying to gain some simple attraction, Garstig would be silent as if he was simply watching the show.It had been a long time since he tried to work this gift, he wasn’t entirely sure how well this would work in his favor. He only simply wished to impress the lady.

@Paradise
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<P> If he didn't have his second head, which seemed to to irritate other wolves in the wrong way, Paradise thought Kilian would be well liked. The thought of Para having a second head freaked her out a little, she could never imagine having to put up with another wolf just like her, having to be together ever single day. It must be tiring and at the end of the day, hard work. " Maybe the Gods could curse the rude addition to never speak again." She would suggest, only half serious. Perhaps then Kilian could have peace and other wolves didn't have to put up with the annoyance. Her gaze would fall onto the pair once again, interested by this ability she had heard very little about. The madar didn't really know how she felt about having her feelings played with, it seemed.... wrong. Though as he spoke, she felt more attraction towards him, though the pheromones were fairly weak which she guessed he did on purpose as to not abuse the situation. She would shake her cranium, as if wishing to destroy the effect it had upon her. " That's... weird."

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@Kilian
The albino would gaze at Paradise his red eyes bright and inviting. She would speak of the gods and an idea of them cursing his second head into silence. She would grow silent as his pheromones had amplified a bit. She seemed a little stunned or surprised rather, and then with a shake of her head she would pull herself from his special talent with a comment as simple as that’s weird. Kilian immediately put a stop to that and felt embarrassed, perhaps he shouldn’t have even tried. He would drop his gaze to look anywhere but at Paradise. He was greatly out of practice when it came to others.

“…I’m sorry; I don’t get much practice and haven’t found much use for it. I’m usually cast out alone.” He would speak softly and almost timidly suddenly wishing to hide from her sight for his awful spectacle.

Garstig would let out a loud obnoxious laugh. His eyes shone brightly with amusement. Paradise and his dopey counterpart were putting on quite the show for him. He didn’t even mind that the maiden before them had placed a small insult on him. Insults he liked, it gave him more reasons to insult back and to be just as mean and rude as he wanted.

“You’ve gone and embarrassed yourself Kilian, can’t even impress one woman?” Garstig would taunt with a sly grin on his face.No wonder we spend so much time alone. Even your seduction skills are crap!He would burst into more laughter at his own insult before he set his eyes back on Paradise.

“I don’t fear the gods. They are probably responsible for this blasted creation you see before you. We are a monster. Not even our darling mother cared for us; and frankly I like it that way. You should count your blessings little nymph, or else I would use that seduction skill to the max and have my way with you before I could pluck the feathers out of you.” Garstig would growl at Paradise in attempts to gain more insults or perhaps even an attack out of the woman.

With a heavy sigh Kilian would rise and turn himself away from Paradise. She shouldn’t have to deal with Garstig’s insults and harsh words. He would turn his head to look at her once more his eyes now touched with sadness. Garstig was especially cruel to this one, and it hurt Kilian that it was his other half doing it. It made him feel as though he was to blame.

“Paradise… I would love to get to know you, or about your pack, but if you wish to leave me I wouldn’t blame you. I’m sorry that Garstig lacks… any self-control. Your company has been a real treat. It’s been a long time since I’ve been around another woman. Not to mention one so sweet and beautiful.” Kilian would speak to the woman once more his voice soft and soothing as he tried to erase his twin’s words with much kinder and gentler words of his own.


@Paradise
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<P> It seemed Garstig had very little manners or self control, expressing boldly how he cares for very little. It seemed he was to far gone to get any real help to blend in and be.... normal. Especially if he didn't care to change. Which was rather depressing to think about, how they would both be lonely, with only their own company. She was surprised to know that Kilian hadn't gone to pray to the Gods by now to set a curse on the brother, to live a more relaxed lifestyle. Whether that be to curse him to never speak, or bless him with manners. Triangular ears would twitch once again as Garstig Harsh baritones would hit her ears, blaming Kilian for their isolation, Paradise could almost laugh at the thought, though this wasn't the right time. " The reason you are so lonely Garstig is due to your arrogance and stupidity" she would growl, Beginning to have enough of the behavior before him, she wished to claim his tongue. Her defenses would raise, a growl departing ebony lips. " They didn't make you a monster, everyone here is made uniquely, though perhaps you're to blind to see that." Her anger was evident, aiming to go closer to the pair, completely forgetting Kilian was a part of him. Garstig had much to learn from the world, and how cruel the outcomes can be.

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@Kilian
Garstig didn’t show much surprise when the young woman would speak back to him, she seemed to be scolding him on his behavior His ears twitched when she said the gods didn’t make him a monster. He frowned what did the nymphly woman before him know of the gods intentions? If they didn’t make him a monster why would he have been shunned by the very woman that was meant to love him no matter what? A mother was supposed to love all her children endlessly and without hesitation and yet he suffered and endured the hateful comments and the pushing him away. She took care of him only because she couldn’t live with the idea of killing an innocent child even if they were monstrous. The memories of the claims of monster and the hateful glares pressed hard together forcing Garstig to frown ever more at the woman before him. His teeth bared in a silent growl, he wanted to tear her to bits. To feel the warmth of her blood in his mouth, but he was helplessly defensive so he chose to pull his head away from her.


“Kilian let’s leave her. She doesn’t like us, and clearly you efforts to make friends is as pointless as always. Or you can charge forward and let me get at her. Oh I would love to sink my teeth into her.” Garstig would snap at Kilian before resorting back to mumbles of blood and death.

Kilian knew that his second head had drawn himself away from this plane of existence forced into his insanity of mutterings of blood and other hateful things, his ears flattened against his head feeling a little sorry for his second head, but he really did push this matter onto himself. His calmer red eyes would look at Paradise a small sad smile would cross his face.

“I know it seems bizarre but I do like Garstig even though he’s nothing but hateful most of the time, he once was nothing but sweet to a woman long ago. When our mother abandoned us after we proved that we were monstrous a kind and gentle elder found us. Her name was Lily. She took us in and showed us nothing but love. Garstig was only ever sweet with her, even polite if you could imagine. But since her death he has pulled himself into his own mind so often he’s lost his sanity in his grief…. I keep hoping one day something or someone would bring him back to be even a little less hostile. Perhaps it’s a silly hope.” Kilian spoke softly hints of sadness would linger on his words, he would glance at his attatced twin’s face.

Garstig’s eyes weren’t focused on anything and seemed to be lost staring at something not even here. His lips moved with wordless mutters a fearsome glare plastered on his face, once in a while his wordless mutterings would pause for a silent growl or two. Kilian knew he got this way every so often. Rarely in the presence of others, but perhaps this meeting with the ashen nymph before him was too much stress for the insane half of him. Kilian knew that Garstig wouldn’t snap out of his secondary far off world of his own for a good while, probably once they were alone once more while Kilian meditated.

He turned back to Paradise; his tail would wag just slightly almost like a twitch with its one wave and then back to stillness. He looked to Paradise in silence, perhaps she’ll say something more, or back away to be rid of his craziness. He was curious about her, although he felt shameful for the actions and words that Garstig snapped out towards her and wanted nothing more to do with the poor girl, he couldn’t bring himself to part with her. Not yet. She seemed so sweet, so nice, so instead of making his leave he would wait for her to leave him be.

@Paradise
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Paradise would remain exactly where she was, so close to being pushed to take away the man's foul tongue which she knew she'd only regret later. Especially if it would upset Killian. The ashen nymph would take a moment to collect her thoughts, taking a moment to rid of her anger and frustration. When she believed the meeting was coming to an end, Garstig asking to leave, claiming she likes neither of them, she would make no comment, her gaze simply lingering upon them both. Even with his empty threats she would remain still, knowing Garstig had no control over the body. It must be miserable, never having the ability to go wherever you desire, you must feel... trapped. Attention would then turn back to Kilian as he would speak of how he truly likes his brother, though, she couldn't really blame him. They were family. Just like she loved her siblings even if they were chaotic. Kilian would then go on to justify Garstigs behaviour, speaking of the past and being abandoned. A sigh would slip thin lips, " I understand." She would admit, though it would seem she would never be able to imagine Garstig being polite. " Though I think it'll take a lot of work to make him... nice."

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@Kilian
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