// here comes the sun [Trilogy]

[Ares]

At last, he had made it to Kal’dyne.

Truly Ares should have found himself within the jungle long ago, but he’d found himself distracted upon Ina’mos when he’d met Neviah and the diminutive but fiery Inara. But finally he’d departed, following his Emperor’s orders to plunge into the ocean, rising upon Vor’asa where he traveled through the populated area, down to the reaches of Kal’dyne. For the first several hours he’d spent his time refreshing the scent markers until it screamed of Kairos, and when he’d finished he’d set off exploring, determined to memorize every aspect of the territory. Even though winter had descended upon the mainland, Kal’dyne was still warm and humid, something that Ares appreciated as he padded through the land.

For some time he’d rested alongside the lagoon after he’d finishing snooping around, content to rest and consider things. He knew that there were not many Kairos wolves in Kal’dyne; the majority of them preferred Ina’mos, mostly due to the she-wolves heat cycles. It was unquestionable that Ina’mos was the safest place for them to be. And then there were the young ones who currently inhabited Vor’asa, growing stronger and learning the meaning of adulthood. While Ares had briefly considered checking in and offering to assist with training them, the Vanguard knew that his presence upon Kal’dyne was more important.

And so here I am, he’d thought as he’d at last risen with a yawn, watching as the sun slowly traveled across the sky. He’d relocated then to his current location, a ridge that offered a decent vantage point both behead and behind him. The Dire behemoth crested the incline easily, coming to a halt atop it and lowering his haunches to the ground. Beams of sunlight caught the varying auburn hues in his coat, making the tips shine almost golden as his amber eyes flickered across the horizon, searching for the faintest hint of movement. It was so very calm and serene here, though Ares was not sure how he liked it; he’d always been a brute who preferred company, after all.

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The Ina'mos. She had to get away from it, even though she had yet to step food on the small island of the Kairos territory. Upon that place would only be danger for her. Not only would she be assaulted by the scent and sight of pups, but also with the many male wolves within Kairos that were determined to spread their seed around like they were planting a field of corn. She could not put herself through that torture, not so soon after her last season. It had been the worst months of her life, having to endure the torture of both of her fathers mounting her and breeding her, only to force herself to destroy the life that they had produced. The crippling emotional pain made her wince as she headed south instead, moving away from the Acerbus and through the Ignier towards the former Valyn territory. The Kal'dyne was foreign to her, and a place that she figured she could easily escape the grips of the overly eager Kairos males.

In fact, she was sure that the place was rather unpopulated as it was the newest territory that Kairos had claimed. Perhaps she could find some peace here while still working to defend the Kairos territory from attack. Then again, she was only a huntress. She had been given the rank by Messoria, matriarch of Kairos, but she had yet to meet anyone else within the pack. Perhaps it was for the better. She was never truly good around females for some reason - perhaps it was because of her lack of respect for her mother. She had loved the female dearly, but she could not understand how she would allow her daughter to be used in such a way. And males, well, she preferred to avoid them completely. Why she had chosen Kairos was still somewhat of a mystery for her, but she knew she would be safe from those monsters within this pack's territory. After all, Kairos was a big pack, but she knew that they protected their own fiercely.

It took her only a short while to reach the Kal'dyne, and as she did, she did not hesitate to plunge herself into the jungle. However, remaining so near to the unclaimed territory of the Ignier made her even more uncomfortable. Becoming pregnant by a Kairos male was one thing, but returning to the pack pregnant by a lone male? That was something that she would never survive. She shivered at the thought, picking up her pace and pushing herself further north and in the direction of the Ridge. Perhaps bordered by the mountains and the jungle would make her feel more secure, but she was still unsure of how many Kairos wolves were here. She could smell their scents all over, but in her panic and worry, she could not distinguish which were fresh and which were stale. With any luck, she would be able to find a safe place to wait out the rest of her heat cycle before she returned to the Ina'mos to finally speak with Typhon.

She could not be a huntress forever. No, although she had some experience hunting, she was a much better fighter. She had fought off both of her fathers in order to flee her family, and she adored pups, no matter how much it hurt her to see them. Perhaps someday, when she had fully healed from her past, she could have a family of her own. The thought stabbed her in the chest like a knife, but she could still feel her heart melt with hope that someday she would recover. For now, though, she went to work finding a suitable place to sleep. It would be dark soon enough, and if she did not find a shelter by then, she would be forced to wander and keep her guard up all night long in this strange jungle.

Ares

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[Ares]

It was easy for Ares to spot movement from his place upon the ridge, amber-gold eyes flashing with interest as they settled upon a form making its way through Kal’dyne. He watched unflinching as the wolf made their way towards the very ridge he stood upon, briefly disappearing from sight as they began the ascent. Despite this, Ares was not worried; he was certain that it must have been a Kairos wolf, for what creature would be stupid enough to close the clearly marked borders of such a fearsome pack if they did not belong to it? The thought had his maw twitching upwards into a faintly amused smile as he simply waited, ears swiveling atop his head as he turned to see the shape that finally crested the lip of the ridge.

It was a female, that much was clear; the scent of her heat was the first thing that reached him, though Ares’ only reaction was to blink. It was tempting and tantalizing, but the young brute had more self-control than to even consider throwing himself at the first femme whose cycle he scented. Instead he focused on other things, his gaze sliding across her form, taking in her peculiarly marked pelt and mahogany orbs. She was large for a she-wolf, smaller than him by several inches in height but very near to him in weight, and he assumed that she was Kenai – like many of the Kairos wolves seemed to be. And it was clear that she was Kairos, for the scent of Ina’mos lingered upon her pelt beneath her feminine smell and the tang of saltwater.

”Well hello,” he said, his voice a sensuous drawl as a slow smile spread across his maw. She was quite pretty, if he was being honest with himself, and Ares had never been one for holding off the charm when it came to lovely she-wolves such as herself. He made no move to advance towards her, simply remaining in his place upon the edge of the ridge, his head tilting as he gazed at her. ”I’ll admit that I didn’t expect to find anyone else here, but I’m definitely not disappointed. I’m Ares. Vanguard.” He flashed her a swift grin, pausing just long enough to allow her to take in his words before he continued, posing a question. ”I haven’t seen you around before. What’s your name?”

Trilogy

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She should have been paying more attention to her surroundings. She was walking slowly through the trees, minding her own business, when all of a sudden a masculine voice much nearer to her than she would have liked scared the living daylights out of her. The poor female jumped nearly right out of her skin, her fur standing on end as her paws shifted so that she could spin around to face the stranger. At first, the sound made her skin crawl, the masculinity and depth of the tone making her think of her fathers, the monsters that had raped her and forced her to kill her own children because of their incest. ”I’ll admit that I didn’t expect to find anyone else here, but I’m definitely not disappointed. I’m Ares. Vanguard.” Her brown eyes were wide with surprise and a hint of fear, but mostly they were filled with anxiety and uncertainty, and if it was not clear enough in her face, she took a few steps backwards and managed to be clumsy enough to trip over a root and tumble right into a tree. ”I haven’t seen you around before. What’s your name?”

She was shaking slightly now, not only surprised and anxious, but now also disoriented from her lack of grace. Finally she pushed herself into a sitting position, not even realizing that her tail was stuck beneath her paws and her fur was covered in dirt and debris from her fall. With a deep breath, she blinked at him and flattened her ears to the side in mild submission that was mixed with embarrassment. "Trilogy. Kairos Huntress." She said, her voice barely managing to get the words out before the dirt that had fallen in her face tipped over and into her nose with one of her breaths. She crinkled her nose for a moment, closing her eyes and pinning her ears backwards, but she was unable to hold it in and she finally let it explode into a sneeze which threw her backwards into the tree and into a heap of debris and dirt once more.

"Damn it." She muttered to herself, letting out one more small sneeze and then shaking her head and pushing herself into a half sitting-half laying position. That was a great way to meet the first male wolf of Kairos that she had come across. At least he had kept his distance. But her disgust at her tumble disappeared quickly when she remembered the male standing nearby. She frowned, looking up at him and letting herself lean back into the tree and away from him. Her tail tucked between her legs, successfully covering herself and hopefully dampening her scent as well as submitting to the larger and stronger wolf in front of her. He was a male and she was a female in heat. Perhaps if she placated him enough he would not take whatever he wanted from her and go about his day. Perhaps he would leave her be. But, from what she had heard about the Kairos males in the past, she doubted that she would be so lucky.

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Tags: Ares
Muse: Medium
Notes: She's such a freaking basket case right now xD

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[Ares]

The moment Ares’ voice punctured the silence, the femme leapt as if she’d been scorched, scrambling to face him in a way so urgent that it might have been amusing had it not startled Ares. He straightened, eyes widening as he looked at her, watching as the she-wolf seemed to become only more flustered, her rump colliding with a tree as she stumbled, eyed hinting at fear. There was a long moment of silence where Ares hardly dared to breathe, not wishing to scare her further, though thankfully she seemed to compose herself enough to speak, her name falling from her maw as she stared at him uncertainly. And if she’d been embarrassed before, it seemed to intensify as she sneezed, propelling herself backwards into the tree once more.

He might have laughed had it not been so very concerning; a moment later she was tucking herself against the trunk, her tail covering herself as she looked at him…wearily. And in that moment he understood, his gaze dropping from hers briefly as he scuffed one of his paws in the dirt. It was not like him to be at a loss for words, not at all, but the thought that Trilogy might see him as a threat to her…virtue was alarming. Still, Ares could not bring himself to be offended. He knew how brutes could be when the smell of a femme in her season reached them – but it was no excuse. Even with her tempting scent hanging in the air, he had never once thought of forcing her, or attempting to coerce her into something she clearly didn’t wish to do.

”Hey,” he said at last, looking up with a tilt of his head, his voice gentle. Still he did not want to move towards her, for he head the suspicion that if he did, the poor thing might die of heart failure. ”It’s alright. You don’t need to be afraid of me. I’ll keep my distance, I swear.” A smile quirked at his muzzle, warm and charming. ”You’re pretty even when you’re embarrassed, but you never have to worry about me. I’ll even tone down my flirting for you – and that’s a true honor.”

His smile widened as he slowly and carefully lowering himself to his haunches, not wishing to startle her. ”I’m sorry if I took you by surprise. I came here to explore Kal’dyne on Typhon’s orders, and to secure the borders. I thought I was the only one here, though. It’s nice to see that I’m not.” Here he paused, mulling briefly over his words before continuing. ”And what about you, Miss Trilogy? Are you just to explore the wonderfully humid jungle?” A chuckle slid from his maw, soft and deep as he gazed at her, patiently allowing her the space and time he thought that she might need.

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WORDS: 474
NOTES: He's trying to be such a gentleman <3

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Her lack of composure seemed to concern him, but she was far too concerned with the position and location of his body to even bother looking up at his facial expression. However, as he lowered himself down into a sitting position and spoke, she found herself lifting her brown eyes to look up at him and blink slowly and silently. ”It’s alright. You don’t need to be afraid of me. I’ll keep my distance, I swear.” Instantly she wanted to stick her nose up and growl at him to tell him she was not afraid of him, but it would all be a lie. She could not honestly say that she feared nothing, and she silently cursed the demons that had broken her. This was all their fault. If it had not been for those monsters, she would be a whole, confident wolf right now. She would be worthy of Kairos, and worthy of her own mind. ”You’re pretty even when you’re embarrassed, but you never have to worry about me. I’ll even tone down my flirting for you – and that’s a true honor.” The comment threw her off and out of her own thoughts, making her blink stupidly up at him for another few moments of silence as her head tilted to the side without her even noticing.

She probably looked like a puppy, tilting it's head to some strange sound that it had not yet experienced. Flirtation and compliments were foreign to her, for she had only experienced the advances and physical abuse of her fathers before now. ”I’m sorry if I took you by surprise. I came here to explore Kal’dyne on Typhon’s orders, and to secure the borders. I thought I was the only one here, though. It’s nice to see that I’m not.” Another compliment, it appeared, but she could not be sure if it had been meant that way. Was she truly worthy of such words of flattery? She frowned slightly, her brows furrowing for a moment before he spoke to her with a direct question as well as speaking her name out loud. For some reason, she could not help but tilt her head in the opposite direction at the sound of her name coming from his mouth. It sounded different, strange even. But why?

"To be honest, I came here to avoid the majority of the male population of Kairos. I have heard stories of their lust. Though I am pleased to know that not all of our pack's members share the same primitive desires." She had no doubt that he had smelled her, probably had even felt the urges, but she was grateful that he had not acted on them. He certainly could have, for his size and strength was greater than her own, but here she sat, head tilted and ears perked as she stared at the male that was still keeping his distance simply for her comfort. But she could not let her walls down, it could all be an act. Surely a male with experience could easily dance around the idea of rape and play things off with a young and inexperienced female to get what they wanted. She had to be careful. "I cannot say I am very fond of the humidity." She said, finally allowing her eyes to leave his form to the briefest of moments to look around her at the jungle while her ears remained carefully trained on him until her eyes finally returned to his face.

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Tags: Ares
Muse: Medium
Notes: n/a

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