Dancing in the Dark

The Famous Rogue vs. Possessive Alpha

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Raven Dark = played by Adriana Lima

I stared at the large grey wolf in front of me and let my cocky smirk take place on my face. I dealt with incompetent and confused wolves often. I mean, that's sort of what I do. And I like it.

I love the rush. The excitement. Call me an adrenaline junky if you wish, I wouldn't hold it against you.

"Another one bites the dust, eh?" I asked. The wolf growled lightly, his angered eyes narrowed in on my figure. Not a second later did he elongate his fangs and charge. Tightening the my pack, I squeezed the handles. I waited till he was a foot in front of me before jumping high up, landing on his face and landing behind him. He turned, clearly angry. I smiled and started to run.

I'm quite the popular Werewolf rogue around the place. All the rogues know me, like how in Lady and the Tramp, everyone knows the dog, Tramp. That's me. I can slip out of any Pack territory if I pleased. Which, ironic enough, earned me the nickname of the Slip. Of course, I've never gotten caught to the point of no return, and I never will. My ego is about as high as the moon. I don't have family or friends so I don't really get tied down. It leaves me free to do what I please without having to worry about someone else.

My name is Raven Dark, and I'm the infamous Rogue. I don't care to know what a pack life consists of. I do not care to even want to care.

I smile as I dodge a branch. The chase was starting to become a bore. 

 I ran up a tree limb and jumped onto a branch, sat down and swayed my legs to and fro. I'll admit, I have an asshole attitude. I'm cocky as hell; which isn't exactly a bad thing. Besides, it keeps people away. They don't bother me, and no one gets close. And that's just how mama likes it!

I smelt the wolf scent inch near. Finally, after what seemed like decades, he arrived and was snarling up at me.

"Finally! I was worried I was going to be a senior citizen by the time you arrived!" I said dramatically. He let out a raw snarl, but I leaned my head back and chuckled. Pack wolves are incredibly easy to annoy.

He snarled angrily before howling for back-up. Awe crap. I hated when wolves did that. "Well, this has been fun but-"

Suddenly, more footsteps approach. Two men appeared from the thickets, accompanied by another wolf, one slightly smaller than the one that chased me. 

"Raven Dark, famous little Rogue aren't you?" One shouted from afar. Yeah, I kinda have a name for myself. 

"Awe, you think I'm famous?" I said whilst putting my hand on my heart. His face didn't falter, only make me want to pester him even more. 

"Why are you in Oakwood forest Pack?" The other asked more strictly. He was younger than the other, for he had a boyish innocence to him.  

"I got bored." I asked. Not to sound like a snob, but it was true. I needed a good chase every once in a while.

"Well find somewhere else to amuse yourself. Get out. Now." The older seethed. I smiled.

"Gladly!" And with that. I stood up on the tree limb, the three other guys looking at me with awe as they studied my incredibly balance.

"Connor, warn  . . . packs . . " I heard someone mutter. I ignored it, but couldn't help but feel agitated. 

"Make me get out." I said with a daring smirk. Perhaps if they continued to bother with me, they wouldn't call more backup. I stared at the wolf who had chased me. "What's the matter huh? You their little bitch?" I taunted.  The wolf bit into the bait and ran towards the tree, preparing to pounce.  jumped down, landing on his face before jumping off. He shook his head and scowled back at me like before.