Now you're one of us [Joining]

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It had been weeks since the ebonite femme had decided that, deep within her heart, she wanted a home. The concept had wavered between appealing and repulsive for quite some time now, but she was not getting any younger and at least this ripe age would bring her to more usefulness than later. After all, it was not as if she lacked the skill; quite the opposite rather. Capella was confident that she could achieve anything she set her mind to, the only problem would be if her motivation lay in proper places. The female had always been the focal point of her world, rarely had others managed to bring themselves into her plane of existence - but now they would. The years were passing and the strange longing to be a part of something larger than herself was growing. So the choice had been made and today would forever be scarred within her grey matter - for better or for worse.

Her soft footfalls echoed loudly within her ears, a twinge of anxiety bolting through her chest cavity. 'They will be honored to have me among them, I am certain,' a smug grin tugged lightly at the corners of her mouth. The sun's rays radiated across the vibrant land around her, she was leaving I'queyer and would potentially never return. Such a concept brought her a foreign form of comfort and, with a bit more confidence, the female's delicate silhouette pressed on into the southern border of Kamari. Grey optics noticed little difference at first between here and the land she was from, save for the scent markers claiming this land for Descai. From what she had heard this pack used to be rugged, cruel in a way; yet, she knew not if this was true. She was simply drawn here, the mutter of this pack's name from someone that had been close with her was enough to spike her interest. If she was going to attempt to be a part of something greater than herself, then for now it would be in Descai.

Light mist played in the air and Capella soon found the sounds of water caressing her. Was this spot appropriate to request the presence of the Alpha? She knew nothing about the formalities of packs; yet assumed here would be appropriate. Not too far within his lands, yet not so far upon the outskirts that it seemed a potential danger. Paws brought her petite, defined figure to an abrupt halt, she still stood a good distance from the water source. Kamari truly was quite a beautiful place thus far. She permitted herself only a moment to study the terrain in case something would go wrong. Capella would not allow herself to be trapped in a hostile situation if it could at all be avoided. Muscles were well defined beneath her ebony pelt, she may appear fragile and delicate - but she had more strength than it appeared; and if all else failed Capella was quite agile.

Tilting her muzzle upward, she let out a howl to the Alpha of these lands - requesting their presence and claiming herself as a non threat. Her gaze ravaged the terrain in the most non-impressed way possible while she awaited the presence of her potential future superior. The femme did not want to appear desperate or overly eager for anyone's acceptance, if anything they would have to earn hers. After all, had she not been just fine on her own all this time?


OoC| Awful, I'm crying inside. But it's done -.-

[Vorilye]

The past few weeks in Kamari were painful. Nothing here felt like home, and Vorilye continually found himself longing for Acerbus. Just because this was a part of his old pack lands did not mean he wanted to be here. Quite the contrary, Kamari was a reminder of most of the things that had gone wrong in his life. This was where his daughters had died, where Kallik had fled with her pups after Vor accused her of lying, and where the alphess that killed Ryker's twin held her dominion. Yet what his son had become was a disgrace to the pack. How could he have up and left the territory alone? It was because of his foolishness that Vorilye was in this position to begin with. It was all screwed up, and Vorilye had little to blame on anyone but himself.

That is why it was so surprising to him when a howl echoed out over his pack lands. Sure, Celosia had wandered his way, but it was still startling to the older male that wolves were interested in Descai. Did they not know the disgrace that had been brought upon the pack? Vorilye was still livid about Goliath's attack. The huge alpha was nothing but a overzealous pup. He would be the death of all the packs in Anikira if he were allowed to continue the way he was. What really got Vorilye is if he had approached the situation civilly, Vorilye would have been far less antagonistic. With age came reason, and clearly Goliath was still too young to see the true ways of diplomacy. He would wind up killing himself and his pups alongside him if he were not careful.

As the large black and gold male strolled along his pack borders toward the howling wolf, his mind wandered aimlessly. There was little Vorilye could do now other than wait for the opportunity to take back his home. He would need to appeal to the other packs. If they saw what a menace Kairos was, perhaps they would help Vorilye in driving the mad alpha and his minions back to where they came from. He was a threat to everyone, not just Descai. 

Finally, the alpha spied a smaller, blackened female resting alongside the springs. It still felt foreign to be here; as if this was not truly his home. The alpha dipped his head marginally in greeting to the stranger. "Greetings, femme. I am Vorilye, the alpha of Descai. What is your purpose here?" he asked calmly. This little one was quite lovely too. Perhaps she could be useful to the pack after all if she decided to stay. You are lucky Celosia did not bolt at your advances, his mind chastised him scathingly. He would leave that alone... for now.

Word Count: 468 words
Tags: @capella
Notes: Sorry about the delay D:

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Eagerness crept it's way into her chest despite her attempts to shove it away. It brought with it a certain anxiety that she cared little for. There was no reason for her to be worried; after all, the worst they could do was send her away. Capella had survived on her own before and could continue to do so if necessary. Even this knowledge did not save her from her innermost concern about the situation. Pack life was going to be very different than that of a loner, but the turmoil within could be dealt with considering it would reap such rewards. Quietly the femme shifted her weight slightly whilst her eyes eagerly scanned the landscape. The minutes dragged on for eternities, never before had she felt this way about an encounter with other wolves. It gave her a certain thrill, excitement to start a new chapter in her life.

At last, the silhouette of another traced its' way into her line of sight. A smile began to tug at her lips but was quickly shut down. 'Don't let yourself seem too eager and desperate,' she mentally reprimanded herself for the near display of emotion. Grey eyes scanned the large male, imprinted him into her mind forever. He was substantially larger and older than herself; yet, he carried himself with a certain superiority that she was intrigued by. He was certainly a handsome fellow, especially for his age. As he drew ever closer, her eyes instinctively lowered themselves to settle upon his chest - but not before landing a gaze upon his vibrant golden eyes for a brief second. There was a certain knowledge within them, as if this brute had experienced more than he should have for his time. Her mind reeled with curiosity at his stories; yet, he would likely never know.

Adrenaline pumped violently beneath her skin as his words caressed her ears. His voice aroused her senses mixing: anxiety, excitement and a strange sort of intrigue. Capella relished this feeling inside of her, the thrill of a new challenge - a new life - the unknown. She had always enjoyed the highs of life, pushing herself to new extremes with words, fighting, or survival. This was something else though, something that lingered right outside of her knowledge and grasp. A flirtatious smile pulled delicately at her lips, yet her gaze remained quite stoic. "It is a pleasure to be in your company, Vorilye," her words flowed lucidly from her muzzle. Her ebonite head gave a slight nod to the brute before she lifted her gaze to meet his own. "I am Capella. My purpose upon these lands is to find out if Descai needs another soldier," her grin grew slightly wider, "if not I am sure I could be of use in other ways." A strange sense of shyness swept over her and she quickly made the smirk disappear, replacing it with a blank expression. Yet, she did not account for the sultry gleam still within her eyes.


Tags: Vorilye

[Vorilye]

It was strange that his pack had managed to fall apart so steadily, yet once it appeared to be on the brink of extinction the wolves popped out of the wood works. This femme was yet another willing recruit into the pack, and Vorilye was not about to turn that down. "We most certainly do have the space for another who is willing to stand and fight," the male nearly purred at his new companion. His golden eyes watched her body eagerly as she drawled out to him. "I am certain we can find a place and a need for you here, Capella," he nearly groaned out. Although age might have been closing in on him, it did not change the fact that he was still, indeed, a male. He could not turn an eye away from a pretty lady, and this one was quite lovely indeed. Coupled with the fact that she wanted to fight for the pack, and it was a recipe for success on both of their parts.

"As you can clearly see, you have found our main pack lands," he gritted out the words bitterly. He could not yet forget the smug look on the young brute's face when he realised he had successfully driven the older male out of Acerbus. Whatever Ryker had said or done for that male to come down with such vindictiveness on Descai, Vorilye was not sure he would ever know. All he knew was that Ryker was not welcome back here, at least not while the pack was in such shambles. He would only bring death and destruction down on them if Kairos was going to continue on their tirade.

"We are a little short on abled bodies right now, so another for the ranks would be quite comforting, at the moment," he stated bluntly, his eyes gazing over the female's body. She might not have been the largest wolf, but she was certainly sturdy. She would have to do, particularly if they were going to be so few in numbers. "Welcome to Descai, Capella."

Tags: @capella
Notes: Blargh crappy post is crappy.

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The ebony femme was becoming more certain that joining Descai was the right decision. The potential for a new life was already bringing about a foreign sense of belonging within her, one she was holding dear and close. Never before had she felt a sensation of being a part of something larger than herself. Insecurities and anxiety began to tumble to the ground like fallen leaves. They would lay there for awhile, residual worry - but not for long before the brisk breeze would send them away. Capella enjoyed this new freedom inside herself; yet found it ironic, as no longer was she quite so free to do as she pleased. There were others for her to concern herself with. Audits erected themselves upon her skull to savor the sound of the brute's voice. She absolutely desired to hear what he had to say, nearly hanging on his every word.

Capella's flesh crawled in rapture as his purring voice caressed her senses. It seemed that she had been successful in finding somewhere that she belonged, which was splendid; however, the intrigue for the other canine was something undefined to her. The younger creature simply could not identify why she was ravenous to learn more about him - and her new home. A pleased smirk drew itself across her features, "I am honored to become a part of Descai and serve under such an impressive Alpha." Sublime grey eyes lingered as they gave the alluring brute another gaze. The femme had not expected such an enticing creature to become her superior. Within her mind she had thought the Alpha would have a certain dullness about him, a canine that she would respect due to rank more than anything else. Oh! Was she quite mistaken! From the moment she had been gifted his presence a certain yearning had grown inside her, one of a strange curiousness about him. "If ever you need anything, I would be more than eager to assist you," she spoke slightly quietly, intimately, her words rolling from her muzzle in a seductive drawl.

Carefully, calculatingly, her gaze danced back to his. Capella had never seen eyes with such gilded hues, it was nearly breathtaking to her. This entire moment in time seemed shrouded by some dreamlike fog, 'don't get yourself too excited.' Despite mentally reprimanding herself, the femme could not resist taking a small step towards the brute. Her tail flickered playfully for a moment before falling still again. Her claws lightly flexed themselves into the dirt below as she coerced her mind to focus on the conversation. After all, she did not want to miss anything that was said nor make a fool of herself. If there was a time to make a good impression it was now - this would only be affecting her for the rest of her life, or so she hoped. "Main pack lands? Does Descai reside upon other territories as well?" her question was since; yet, spoken in a way that was lustfully thirsty for a response.

The mention of dwindling numbers was perplexing to the femme; although she maintained the same eager gaze locked up his eyes. Masking confusion, fear, and anxiety were nothing new to the female; there was no other way to survive on your own. When it came to loners, the weak ones never survived for long. In some way, shape or form the weak were all picked apart until they were nothing but dust upon the terrain. A soft giggle caught the air, "I am glad to bring you comfort, the feeling is rather mutual." Regardless of what was so entrancing about this male, Capella knew she was safer living within a pack than on her own. Strangely enough, she was already feeling more secure even though she was technically surrounded by strangers. "It can be a cold and lonely world out there."

[Vorilye]

The alpha male had to repeatedly hold back his grimaces. This she wolf seemed so eager to assimilate into the pack, while the pack was in desperate need of her. They were a dying breed, the members of Descai. It was only by the grace of Tor and Fenris that they had not crumbled completely at the paws of the Kairos members. There was no way Vorilye could have foreseen such an event, but he could not help but to hold himself responsible for the events that unfolded. The fact that Capella had so readily joined up with the pack seemed to be a sign that Descai was not quite done yet. Vorilye could not allow all the work he had poured into the pack to be all for naught. They would succeed and climb back to the top of the food chain. It would require some work, and possibly some cooperation with the neighbors, but Vorilye was confident that they could find their way back into Acerbus.

"We have had a bit of a... recent scuffle with a neighboring pack," Vorilye admitted sheepishly. "The pack previously resided west of here. There is nothing that a handful of wolves can do against a pack of dozens, though." He finally allowed the grimace to slip through. The stabbing pain of the wound Goliath inflicted on his hindquarters was a very clear reminder of the previous encounter. The alpha male was lucky that the wound had not yet become infected. If age did not take him, perhaps the environment would eventually pull him down into the earth. That day would not be today, though. "I hope that one day soon, we can move back that way," he smirked. He was confident that the foolish young male would slip up at some point. That would be when they would make their move. His pack could not be so large as to need several territories, but what was to stop them from continuing to spread.

"I hope you are up for a challenge, Capella. I am not always the easiest to deal with," he murmured, his golden eyes grazing over her smaller body once more. She was truly a lovely female; but he could not bear to risk another able body to satisfy his own desires. They were in the midst of a war, he Vorilye was not yet ready to bow out. This was the start of something new, and he was going to fight back with every ounce of strength remaining in his body until nothing was left.

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Count | 426 words
Muse | Lil better.
Tags | @capella
Notes | Lotsa posties tonight.