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The current season is fall in the Southern Isles. Due to their proximity to the equator, the region is still warm. There is currently no breeding and no birthing amongst the wolves
It had been a fierce battle, a close one, but Typhon had claimed victory over the Valyn alphess, and she had bowed her head and run from the territory, as was wise. On the island, each involved Kairos wolf had celebrated heartily, but Ty could not stay. Oh, he was ecstatic; the battle had been short but intense, and Valeria had proven herself worthy of--well, worthy of something. But not her pack, or the respect of the young wolf. Despite the fact that he had fought hard, he was itching to leave the territory he had worked so quickly to take from her.
There were many reasons for this; for one, Goliath needed to know. His father might not be overly pleased about having not been informed, but the taste of victory in the name of Kairos would also hit his tongue, and hopefully that would be enough to placate the massive beast. If not... well, the wolf would worry about that later. For now, he had wounds to tend to, and as the rest of his pack mates howled up and down the territory, Typhon secluded himself on the massive ridge that now divided the territory only from the small section of land free to loners.
Not much could be done for the small laceration above his left eye, but it had thankfully stopped bleeding shortly after the battle, and would make an excellent and threatening scar, pushing slightly on his eye to form a frown that in no way rivaled Sabaoth's. The wound on his shoulder, however, was another story; Val's immense jaws had latched on and dug deep, tearing the muscle beneath his thick fur. During the adrenaline-fueled fight, he had taken no notice of the injury, but now... hours later, in the fading sunlight, he hissed in pain while he groomed the spot as best he could, unable to reach the spot with his tongue and relying on wetting his paw and gently rubbing it against the cuts.
It was not as thorough as he would have liked, but without aid it would have to do, and Typhon was restless to get back to Goliath, at first, and then his mother, and whomever else he came across who did not know of the victory. As far as he knew, he was the first to leave the island, crashing into the water during the darkness and struggling only slightly with the swim. It was mostly his exhaustion after giving his all during the fight, but the ache and sting in his shoulder hindered him more than he would have thought. The young male fought through it, though, and managed to hit the shore as quickly as ever.
When his damp form reached the sand, Typhon took great care to heave himself immediately to his feet, keeping the sand below his wounds to avoid the gritty involvement that would lead to infection. The saltwater burned them, it was true, but at least it was cleaner than dirt. With heavy steps he moved further and further into Kairos' territory, intent on reaching the dens before he lost momentum and collapsed into sleep. Even if he did not managed to find his father, he wanted to be settled securely into his home; Kal'dyne was a fine place, truly, and would need defending in case Valeria attempted to return, but tonight... tonight he needed to be here.
The trees thinned out and Typhon set his eyes upon the dens at last, a small but beautiful smile crossing his lips as he sat down at the edge of his puphood cave, the place he had spent months and months in before being allowed to leave. The giant wolf had come a long way from this den, and he was immensely grateful for having been given the opportunities he was. Silently he sat, staring out at the darkness that now surrounded him, waiting for the sun to rise. Kairos was a large place; surely someone would stumble upon him, and if not, he would sleep at last. Goliath, if he was not nearby, would be easily found in the morning.
As he sat there, a soothing feeling came over him that had nothing to do with his being home, the conquest over. My boy. Typhon, you have done well, whispered a proud voice only he could hear, one that brought warmth and joy to the young but accomplished male, widening his smile. That was not a feat of Kairos, but of you. These wounds will create scars for you to be proud of, and to warn others of your ferocity. You will go far. The praise was enough to make the wolf laugh out loud, but he appreciated it more than he could say. His savior was a part of him, and with luck always would be.
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Male | Adolescent | Kenai Penninsula Dominant | Kairos Emperor
They had won. His first conquest as a Gladiator of Kairos and they had won. It was truly an exhilarating feeling. Not only had they participated in the Agoge together, but he and Typhon had also participated in the conquest together. Sure, it had been initiated by his companion, but he was more than proud to stand beside him and fight for what Kairos deserved. They were growing not only in number, but in territories, and though he would have stayed to celebrate with the rest of the wolves that had taken the land from Valyn, he instead turned his back on the south and headed in the direction of home. The trek was not a short one, but it was not exactly all the way across Anikira either. It took him only a short while to make his way through the strange land of the Igneir, a place that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, where there had once been a thin bridge of land connecting the smaller outlet to the main island.
But he did not have time to stop and explore. This land was new, and clearly not claimed by any pack, therefore his pace did not falter as he headed in the direction of the water. Ina'mos was his goal, and it was where he was sure he would find his family. He had not seen much of his brother lately, and his sister had all but disappeared. Perhaps his mother was somewhere on the island. Perhaps there was at least one wolf in his life that he could celebrate their victory with. That's when he spotted Typhon up ahead. Olympus had already made the swim to the Ina'mos many times before, and as he made it once more tonight, there was no familiar exhaustion in his limbs. The conquest had been physical and violent, yes, but not for him. Only for Typhon. He followed his friend with little urgency as they made their way in the direction of their birth place, and as Typhon finally came to a stop within the entrance of the caverns, Olympus slowed his pace to finally catch up with his friend.
"You did well today, brother." He said, knowing that they were not actually related, but they had a bond that he felt deserved the title. There really were no other words needed, and he slowly moved to sit beside his friend, turning his head to lick gently at the wound on the mottled male's shoulder. He had no doubt that it hurt, and the flesh was torn so brutally that he also could see Typhon could not reach all of it with his own tongue. The swipes of his tongue were long and soft, though sufficient enough to clear away any debris or dirt that might have found it's way into the openings in the flesh. The swim probably had cleaned most of it already, but Olympus knew that infection needed to be avoided at all costs. "Your father will be proud, as will your mother." He said, feeling his heart nearly break at the mention of Goliath. Typhon had a father, and a loving mother. What did he have? Zohartze had shown affection before he had left for the Agoge, but it was truly not a part of her personality. His father, Titan, he had never even met.
Perhaps that was why he had clung so tightly to his brother. It was rare for the brash and cocky male to feel insecure and unsure, but today he found himself clinging to the friendship, the brotherly bond he had formed with Typhon. They might not have been directly related, but they were just as close as any brothers should be. Briefly the black male's mind wandered to his brother, Othyrs. Where was he? He had not participated in the conquest, so there must have been something immensely important keeping him away. But what was it? Was he hurt? Lost? Dead? The thoughts made him tremble slightly, but instead of letting on that he was worried, he shook his whole body as if to free it of any remaining moisture from the swim back to the island.
It was a tremendous adventure for the small female, one she loved having been invited to go along for. The journey back was a blur, her head full of excitement that they actually pulled it off. Well, she didn't really take part in fighting, more like doing work with her tongue. Back handed compliments and sweet sounding insults was her contribution however minor that may have seemed to some. She had no reason to be afraid, she was literally surrounded by giants on the same side. The General himself was placed by her side at the time, why should her confidence have faltered?
Still the niggling words in the back of her mind echoed over and over. The Alphess said they would be fighting their own blood. While not many actually fought, she questioned her fathers intentions at the time. Did he mean to unite the packs much like he had done with Ultoris? Had it failed due to Valyns stubborn members? Or was it purely hormonal? So many questions that she tried to fit together to make a picture. She was a puzzle solver but she felt as if she simply didn't have all the pieces to complete it. Then there was the total possibility she was over thinking it.
Striding silently among those gathered to face Goliath with their news, Fawn nodded to Typhon and the dark male she didn't know well enough to tell if it was Olympus or Othyrs. Twins were always difficult until one got to be familiar with them. Except for Talas twins, mirrors of each other made things much simpler.
Once again a speck among mountains the sassy girl flicked her tail and smiled sweetly, innocently like they just happened to meet up instead of basking in the victory of expansion. "Hello boys." Her bright eyes moved back and forth from face to face of her brothers in arms. "Fine day."
She wanted to see what their attitudes would be. Haughty and proud, elated or simply act like it was an everyday thing to go out on conquests. They were probably used to it, Agoge readied them for such things after all. Still, how they carried themselves, how they acted was her manual as to how she should treat them, whether that was friendly and sweet or she would let her tongue lash out in prettily worded sarcasm. Shrugging mentally, she decided her affection for Typhon was growing to a point well enough that she genuinely cared for her brother. He seemed to handle her short attention span well enough anyway. The handsome dark one was the real mystery.
Green eyes inherited from some distant grandparent turned upon the hulking form of his relative, and a smile crossed Typhon's lips. "Oly. Thank you for coming with me," he said quietly, a grateful note in his voice and a fondness in his gaze. "It was an honor to share victory with you." Though Ty had done the only physical battle, it had been a combined effort of all his pack mates that had resulted in the conquest of Valyn. He may have done the fighting, but Valeria would not have given up and run off if she had not been so outnumbered and outclassed. Having the strength and ferocity of his friends and family behind him had not only intimidated the female's of Valyn but it had fueled Ty's strength and determination as well.
Though he flinched as Olympus began to groom his fresh wound, Typhon did not shy away from the affectionate gesture. He had never been a wolf who craved the touch of another, but as the pain faded away it became soothing, and he knew it was another way for the two to bond. They were, essentially, brothers, having grown up very closely with each other and overcome so many obstacles with each other at their sides. "I wonder if Goliath has heard... I neglected to tell him before I left," the male admitted, chuckling nervously after he did. His father would likely not be furious, but truthfully, Ty was unsure of what his reaction would be.
The sound of gentle footfalls caused Typhon to turn his head, wondering if it was Datura who approached to congratulate him. But that was not her style, and it was little Fawn who appeared out of nowhere, grinning at the two males who dwarfed her. The reddish brute grinned widely at her as Oly finished his grooming, and he dipped his massive head to the female in a respectful display. "Fawn, you little devil," he said fondly, thumping his tail on the ground behind him. "I am thoroughly impressed with your bravery, for it more than surpasses what one of your size would have. You have ensured that I will never again underestimate someone smaller than I."
And it was true; after having met Inara and Fawn, and of course his mother, Typhon had a slew of reasons to never doubt the tenacity of a wolf who was not a giant. His size was impressive, and gave him much in the way of opportunity and privilege, but he was surrounded by tiny wolves who more than rivaled him in more ways than one. It served to keep him humble, though on this day he was impressed with himself. After all, he had defeated Valeria; had there not been an earthquake to distract them, he would have pinned her down and forced the unworthy female to beg for her life. But, alas, she had gotten an opportunity and seized it like the scum that she was. Perhaps some day they would clash again, and he would destroy her then.
"I wonder if life at home will be enough for me now," Typhon mused softly, glancing from Oly beside him to Fawn before him. "Maybe my lot in life will be to wander forever and terrorize all of Anikira." Though he was mostly joking, the thought had occurred to the young male; he had no fear of the unknown, and felt invincible. It would be a simple matter to explore the whole of the continent, especially if any of his family decided to tag along.
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The affection shared between the males was refreshing, and fairly rare in Kairos, but Olympus knew that Ty was not at all against it. In fact, the gratefulness that he expressed and the mutual respect and affection that was returned made the dark male's chest swell slightly as he finally finished cleaning his friend's wound. They were more than friends, though, and even if he had a twin brother, he would always be close to the mottled male beside him. Soon, however, their solitude was interrupted by another face, a somewhat familiar female that was not at all surprisingly smaller than the large pair. "I wonder if Goliath has heard... I neglected to tell him before I left." The black male nodded slightly, mostly just to listen to what the other wolf said and acknowledge that he had heard.
He really had nothing to say, no way to encourage his friend other than to be there for support and possibly defense if Goliath proved to be too furious with his actions. But Olympus doubted that would be the case and instead focused on the arrival of Fawn. "Fawn, you little devil, I am thoroughly impressed with your bravery, for it more than surpasses what one of your size would have. You have ensured that I will never again underestimate someone smaller than I." He only nodded his agreement with the other male's words, and dipped his head in a mildly respectful greeting of the little female. He had not met her one on one before, and even now with Typhon here it did not feel like a particularly personal meeting. She was a pretty little thing, but the male was smart enough to keep his mouth shut and avoid upsetting her by stating so out loud. "Hello Fawn." He said, looking over to his friend as he spoke once more.
Things would be different for them from now on, but they would press forward and they would survive. Kairos now claimed a vast majority of the territories of Anikira, and though there were several other packs to deal with, they were still far ahead of the curve. What Goliath did in response, there was no way of predicting, but Olympus had no plans to abandon his friend or his pack. Kairos was his home and Typhon was his brother. There was no doubt about that. "It sure has been a hell of a year for us." He said, shaking his head and laughing softly. They had not only been born, raised, and sent off to the Agoge, but they had also returned as warriors and taken over Valyn's territory. They were a force to be reckoned with, and they always would be. The only way the moment could have been made sweeter was if his twin had been there.
The greetings received were delightful to the little dappled wolf as she heard her brothers praise. She smiled in return, oddly excited to be called a 'little devil' she let the words echo in her head for a few moments after he had finished speaking. "Your battle was intriguing, dear Ty. You have earned the respect of Kairos in ways that one as young as yourself may find rare. Enjoy." Her pale eyes found the face of the dark one and nodded in return with a sweet smile as her mind started working quietly as she observed him. "Of course, those who helped should receive their share of admiration and commendation. Your help surely exceeded mine, Blue Eyes." There was a connection between this one and Typhon, she could easily see that. If Ty trusted him, then there was no reason she shouldn't as well but she liked to forge her opinions without the influence of others. However, she didn't like to distrust pack members unless there was valid indications she should.
While she made her decision, she smiled sweetly once again, it was becoming her signature smile really. "How does your mother tell you two apart? Two giant, handsome lads are easily mixed up to one who hasn't the opportunity to get to know them very well." Her eyes locked with the darker blue ones of the wolf she wasn't sure was Olympus or Othrys.
His comment on the year that has passed made her laugh, "We've grown up in quite an adventurous time. But Ty's idea is certainly interesting. Adventure is surely my type of thing." A quiet chuckle escaped her lips as she imagined how that must sound to the males coming from a girl practically half their size. However, she had prove herself to a point and believed she also held a level of respect from her other siblings...maybe even Father once he would have heard of their escapade.
"What's next the list, boys?" She teased like they were their own little band of rogues. A dwarf between mountains yet completely at ease, what a picture they must present!
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