Post by Xavier on Jan 23, 2016 21:00:43 GMT -5
It was dark, very dark and very cold. No stars lit the sky, no moon hanging overhead to light the way. Cryothia was shrouded in darkness.
The wise and intellgent of individuals would know this might have just been a particularly dark night. The delusional would panic at the figure walking in the shadows across the ice.
The wolf wasn't a shadow himself, the untrained eye would view him as another grey wolf with patches of black. But on closer inspection, one could see he carried himself proudly, but with an air of dread forward.
And as one looked at the wolf's face, one would see a piercing eye looking stright them, the other gone, damaged beyond repair, one could not tell thanks to the scarring left by a claw swipe.
The figure paused, and breathed in the air. Xavier had arrived on Anikira.
'I'm surprised I made it here of all places.' he thought. 'I was expecting Africa at least, not a legend.' Xavier chuckled cruelly, 'Everest, dear brother, I confess, you were right. Too bad you were too foolish to survive'.
Xavier continued across the ice, 'With skill, leadership, maniuplation... I will be able to take this place over as my own.'
He smiled coldly, 'By the time they realise what they are falling into, it will be too late.'
'Alas' he continued, 'It will take time and I will need infomation. Perhaps Alika can do the same.'
Alika, what she is was complicated, forged in a tale many a year ago. Irrelevent in the current scheme of things. What she was now was an asset. Still, the two had been seperated, but regardless he didn't have much, if any doubt on her survival.
She did survive getting her throat ripped out after all.
Xavier chuckled darkly into the night, there was going to be alot of work ahead.
OOC: Word of warning, Xavier is a very evil and dark wolf. So don't expect hugs and kisses with this guy.
The wise and intellgent of individuals would know this might have just been a particularly dark night. The delusional would panic at the figure walking in the shadows across the ice.
The wolf wasn't a shadow himself, the untrained eye would view him as another grey wolf with patches of black. But on closer inspection, one could see he carried himself proudly, but with an air of dread forward.
And as one looked at the wolf's face, one would see a piercing eye looking stright them, the other gone, damaged beyond repair, one could not tell thanks to the scarring left by a claw swipe.
The figure paused, and breathed in the air. Xavier had arrived on Anikira.
'I'm surprised I made it here of all places.' he thought. 'I was expecting Africa at least, not a legend.' Xavier chuckled cruelly, 'Everest, dear brother, I confess, you were right. Too bad you were too foolish to survive'.
Xavier continued across the ice, 'With skill, leadership, maniuplation... I will be able to take this place over as my own.'
He smiled coldly, 'By the time they realise what they are falling into, it will be too late.'
'Alas' he continued, 'It will take time and I will need infomation. Perhaps Alika can do the same.'
Alika, what she is was complicated, forged in a tale many a year ago. Irrelevent in the current scheme of things. What she was now was an asset. Still, the two had been seperated, but regardless he didn't have much, if any doubt on her survival.
She did survive getting her throat ripped out after all.
Xavier chuckled darkly into the night, there was going to be alot of work ahead.
OOC: Word of warning, Xavier is a very evil and dark wolf. So don't expect hugs and kisses with this guy.