The Aldgar's First Hunt

[kadhi]

Kadhi's entire body twitched excitedly in anticipation. He found it impossible to sit still as Exodus droned on and on about what the spirit had said. In all truth, he really didn't care that much. He just wanted to see the thing that could destroy their homes in a matter of seconds. Sure, that was a morbid reason, but the realization of "will destroy everything in a matter of seconds" still had yet to strike realization in his stubborn mind.

Tail still twitching back and forth, he finally let himself sit down as the talking went on. 'Yeah yeah yeah. Kamari red wire. Blah blah blah. Let's go already!' He couldn't remain sitting for long, and it wasn't long before he was standing again, anxiously pawing at the ground. He wanted to go. All this talking was wasting precious time. And for some odd reason there was an odd scent beginning to mix with the air every time a breeze blew in from the west.

When he finally found some room to talk, he didn't hesitate to voice his thoughts. He looked sharply up at the larger brutes, anticipation dancing in his golden orbs. "I say we walk and talk! Just sitting here isn't gonna get anything done." If they could not pick up on the fact that Kadhi was an impatient creature, the two alphas and the old coot were deaf, dumb, and blind.

As he spoke, his paws couldn't help to begin carrying him away from the others. He wanted to go. Now! When he realized what he was doing, he did manage to halt himself and stand still for several minutes more. Still, impatience seemed to radiate off of the small Arabian as he pawed at the ground, claws scraping up dirt. If they all knew that time was of the essence, why the heck were they being so gosh damn slow?

[Uruviel]

Xinelil yawned in an attempt to mask his irritation at Kadhi's impatience. These were things that were not to be rushed. If they hurried in and did something stupid, the blame would not be placed on Kadhi, but on his whole pack. "We'll get there when we get there," he commented crossly with a hint of warning in his voice. Although Kadhi may act like it sometimes, Xin knew that he was not stupid. He would be able to notice his displeasure, just like he had when Steel and Kadhi had been fighting.

"I'm up for whatever you'll throw at up, honestly," he remarked, glancing over at Exodus. "And since it seems like most of my pack has died back in the dens.." he muttered irritably. He would not let the fact that they did not come down to the hunt without so much as notifying him slide. There would likely be some demotions when he got back. That was, if they were still there when he came back... Something didn't seem right, though. It was almost as if he was forgetting something important...

The howl! Xin, you retard. You left the femme just sitting there! The thought smacked him in the forehead like a ton of bricks. Turning to the direction the howl had come from, Xinelil barked an acceptance for the femme to approach him. He prefered to work things out face to face, and they would probably have time before they departed to see what exactly this femme had in mind. Perhaps gathering some compotent, actively engaged pack members would be wise, anyways.

[ransom]

Sharp ambers, smoldering with an intense, undousable inner flame, flickered with a malice thinly veiled beneath a shroud of sly cunning. They never broke from their perusal of the bleak landscape, ever watching, not missing a detail. Waiting bored the femme, she had naively expected the response time to be much quicker than this. Any well-kept pack would have had sentries that would have long since alerted the rest of the group of the presence of a trespasser, as if her howl hadn’t done that for herself. This was turning out to be rather amusing though, as she let the thought roll through her mind like a swell. It would make overpowering the watery authority here all the easier, and the process all the more fun for her. Her muzzle twitched slightly as she took a deep breath of the static air, reveling in the raw power that seemed to suffuse the unsettled air. It seemed to course through her agile frame, and for a moment, she felt as if she could become one with the wind, fierce, raging, indomitable. A moment later though fresher, more pungent, scents filled her nostrils as they’re carried on the breeze, turning her dark proud crown as if by a puppet string. The Pack.

Long limbs swiftly trot toward the scents, strengthening by the minute – all males as far as she could tell, how perfect. Her pace slows as she nears, catching the noise of an impatient brute – then the nonchalant, yet obviously dominant, reply of another unseen wolf. Large eyes peer from the shadows of a tree, pace steady as she glides toward them. A short silence later, a bark of acceptance is emitted – supposedly for her? Brusque, not the best first impression. Her features scrunch up, but there’s no one to see.

Moments later, she can see the little gathering of lupes, all males just as she’d guessed from their strong odors. She recognizes the scents of three of them from the scenery, but the fourth – a black brute with a strange marking on his forehead – did not smell like these lands. Was he here to join the pack too? she wonders mildly, but not interested enough to let her eyes linger on him any longer than on the other males. Her intense gaze fell upon a large, grey brute, the source of the dominant voice she’d heard minutes ago – the voice that had welcomed her in with an impatient bark, and now the center of her attention. She regarded him carefully, weighing him up in a few seconds, her expressionless gaze calculating, fueled by years of experience. Information streamed in a steady flow through her mind, as if automatically storing themselves away for future use; they would be crucial if this situation turned ugly.

Btu she saw no reason to believe this situation would turn ugly. There were no bitches here to come down with a case of jealousy, only males to drool over her. What, didn’t I mention? Ransom is stunning.

She goes beyond ‘good-looking’, taking beauty to a whole new level. She is perfection, flawless, nothing about her can be improved [not on the outside, that is]. This is not vanity, simply truth. She’s used to it, she manipulates it. Just looking at her makes your heart ache and your throat dry. Just seeing her large eyes, or being blessed with her lyrical tones, like a clear bell, to be graced with a smile – it’s heaven. She is an angel, a goddess. But looks can be deceiving…

Her tone was silky, taunting, mocking, yet seemed to have an almost coquettish edge to it too. It was always so much fun to tease the males. Deciding not to postpone the party any longer, she shifted slightly, moving in one fluid motion as she danced toward the gathering. She masqueraded with a soft rustling of dry grass, meekly approaching the males. She would play the part, submissive female, whatever. Then the manipulation would start, once she’d won their hearts…

Large eyes stare with awe at Xinelil, and she pauses as if mustering the courage to speak. Dial cocks to the side as Ransom flashes a dazzling smile that generally makes males’ pulses pound and their breathing stop, and shyly introduces herself. … hi, I’m Ransom. could the name have some kind of deeper meaning, as if her parents had known that his beauty came with a high price, a ransom…

she extended her forelimbs, stretching her supple form in a catlike manner, her back arched as she warmed her cooling muscles. She had been standing on the land borders for quite a while now, just waiting for this male to show up or invite her in – and she wanted him to have a subtle reminder of that fact. Done stretching, she recoiled back onto her haunches, drawing herself up to her full height, although there was a detached casualness to her demeanor. She comes off genuine, with nothing to tip the – surely all watching – pack members [as well as that black stranger] off that anything was… dark about this glowing beauty

{ooc}
Status:incomplete complete
Word Count: 920
Mood: secretly manipulative, sweet and soft on the outside

ps, please don't have all of the wolves 'see right through her discuise', it's only fun if at least someone plays along =]
{/ooc}

[jiminiminy]

Siscarm listened impatiently as the rest of the wolves gathered spoke. They were asking for further confirmation, though he could quite plainly see why. A strange wolf that they'd never seen before came upon their lands, warning them of impending danger that he'd been told by a mysterious spirit. The elder remembered the first time he'd heard that story, and he had been firmly set in the fact that the wolf was crazy.

His mind slowly drifted away from his body, and his eyes became diluted as he began to drift to different planes of existence. He drifted from the Oriens to Rodorr and back in an instant, watching as the elk ran, a single wolf hunted in the endless sands, and as the dormant volcano erupted with destructive force. His thought wandered even back to the closest mainland, but he immediately recoiled as he saw the human destruction.

As he slowly recoiled inward, he was suddenly brought back to reality with the sound of a sharp bark. Instantly being dragged back into his body, he whipped his head to the disturbance, staring intently at Xinelil, an dangerous look in his eye. With the sound of steps, his head rapidly turned to the second disturbance.

At the sight of the second wolf, his mind softened. Rational thought was covered by a thin fog. Roughly shaking his head, Siscarm's thoughts cleared. What was that? He idly thought, looking to each of those gathered there. It had to have come from this newcomer. He looked at her intently, his eyes calculating, new thoughts running through his mind with each second that passed.

Siscarm's mind pointed to true beauty, but his heart nor his thoughts were clouded by it. He was aware of the intoxicating looks of this new femme, who had introduced herself as Ransom, but it didn't affect him. His heart was already given to the one that was lost, and he no longer was affected by beauty, and as such he felt indifferent towards this newcomer, if not a bit cautious. Siscarm closed his eyes, sorting these thoughts for a later date for analysis, before opening them and giving a courteous nod towards the femme, acknowledging her existence, before he delved back into the realms of thought, pondering what he gathered about this new femme.

ooc: I suppose Siscarm doesn't see through it, nor does he go along with it. He kind of... doesn't see it at all.

[kadhi]

Auds pinning back, Kadhi exhaled sharply through his nose. It was a snort of displeasure, and his excitement was quickly replaced with annoyed frustration. Still, he slowly let his feet drag him back to where the others were gathered. He didn't bother to hide the scowl on his maw, however, everyone probably knowing of his displeasure already anyway.

"Fine, fine," he mumbled, lowering himself so that he lay upon the ground. His head rested atop his forepaws and he refused to raise his ears or remove his scowl. Like a child not allowed to go into the candy store across the street, he had resorted to pouting.

And then a sharp bark from Xinelil caused him to audiably growl. "What the hell?" he snapped, ears perking in order to catch any sounds of the one the alpha had just called to. "I thought we were supposed to be plotting how to save the island, not welcoming guests." If Xinelil wanted him to sit and be quiet while they figured out a stradgey, fine. He would play along and do his best to control his impatience. Greeting random strangers didn't seem to fit into any plan to stop destruction, however, and the brute openly showed his displeasure.

Eyeing the femme as she trapsed her way into the little group, he couldn't help but snort and roll his eyes. Just what they needed. Some pretty little flirty femme who probably didn't know squat and just wanted some attention. Those types of wolves were fine to keep around, and rather fun he might add, when eminent destruction wasn't just around corner. Right now, however, he saw no use for her and would treat her as he treated all femmes. His plan was to completely ignore her.

Ignoring femmes was the funnest way to tick them off, after all. They were all the same, for the most part. Always flirting, breaking the hearts of brutes and causing other femmes to burn with jealously. In all truth, Kadhi was actually quite fond of the most flirty ones. They always had the most amusing reactions to his ignoring them. But, right now was no time for games. As his plans to ignore often quickly put off most flirty femmes, he hoped they would work with this one as well. The sooner she was busy sulking in some corner, having a little crisis due to her vanity, the sooner they could all go and find the explosion maker.

Not bothering to keep the snarl out of his voice, he glared at his alpha. "Whatcha do goin' and invitin' some bitch into the discussion. I thought we were supposed to be..." He caught himself before he accidently ended up telling the femme, Ransom, information he wasn't exactly authroized to give out. Sure, he was impatient, but with a matter this sever even he knew when to use his common sense. "Planning an attack on the neighboring pack," he finished. Flirty femmes weren't usually into the whole "being a warrior" thing, afraid of getting their precious coats dirty, so he was hoping what he said would make her not want to stick around.

OoC: Heh, it would be against Kadhi's nature to "play along." Also, bitch is meant as a female dog, not an insult.

[silver]

At Xinelil’s question, Exodus nodded. He had not yet alerted the other pack to the dangers that this land would soon face. Like he had stated, the Alpha had not been there to listen. Still irritated at that femme Alphess, Exodus gave a snort. “That is a fine idea. Perhaps we should meet tomorrow, in daylight, at the un-claimable lands. That way, we do not have to worry about which territory to go and other useless facts. It would also give you time to complete your hunt. I, myself, have a hunt to attend to as well as my pack. I fear it may have gone to ruins with as many trespassers as I have received as of late.” The demonic shadow informed as he gritted his fangs. Exodus did not let such things go from his mind easily. That… would be a flaw. At the impatient out burst of the brute in Xinelil’s pack, Exodus’ silver optics narrowed severely. Brushing it off with a flick of his tail, Exodus smelled the sweet scent of a female approaching them. Turning to gaze at her, Exodus did not fall for her beauty. His heart had long ago frozen over thus making him immune to such simple things. “I say we should meet at dusk at Charmoru Plains. I shall go off and tell the other pack then take my leave for my own lands. ” Nodding, he sighs lightly and looked up once more. “The night slips by so fast. I was hardly able to enjoy it.” Exodus said in what could be taken for a slightly sad tone.

Turning away, he sighed, “See you at dusk.” He said and trotted off to talk to the other pack. Maybe he wouldn’t talk to them but instead just howl. Yes, that sounded better. He could do that and return to his land sooner. The brute was anxious to see how Taurus held out against the, no doubt, many trespassers that probably crawled all over his land. At the though, Exodus growled deep within his chest. Making a silent vow to himself, he promise that he would no longer hold back on the trespassers. If they kept continuing to come on his land without permission, then they deserved to be punished. The straw was already snapped. Now, all he had to do was show everyone that he meant business. It wouldn’t hurt to mark up the territory heavily either.

(This post was edited so I could go ahead and have Exodus leave. ^-^

[ransom]

all that I am
all that I ever was
is here in your perfect eyes, they’re all that I can see

A faint susurration brushed inside the ears of all the creatures nearby, tickling like a down feather. Perked ears, attention, to better hear the tenuous whisper. Like a thread of smoke that thickens as a newborn fire blazes to life, so the voice seemed to rise in strength until the forest sighed with teasing, twisting melody that caused the hearts of all listening to either stop or leap and fall with wild abandon. The air itself seemed to shimmer with the fabric of the tempestuous music. The fey strains sending jolts of elation and fear down the creatures’ spines, clouding their senses, drawing them into the velvet sounds. Seduced by the haunting notes…

But did those words have the same effect on the males ranged randomly before Ransom. Ransom, the creator of such beauty, such irresistible tones that impaired a trance upon those who truly listened to it – to the voice of an angel. Ransom who stands humbly before the males, absurdly alluring orbs trained on Xinelil. All her features were straight, perfect, angular. Her façade so different, so similar, yet devastatingly, inhumanly beautiful. A face you’d never expect to see except perhaps painted by an old master as the face of an angel. But behind this stunning (for lack of words to accurately describe) exterior, there smolders a flame. The fire of knowledge.

Because Ransom knew the effect she had on others, males especially. She knew and she manipulated it. Even at this moment, when her features are flawlessly guileless, she is sure all these brutes were smote with deliciously piquant torment. She speaks her name, her tones quiet and musical, soft and enchanting. She smiles her slightly crooked smile – the only thing not ‘perfect’ about her features – that grin so beautiful males and females alike can only stare at her like idiots. At least, so it has been in all of her experience.

Even her approach had inevitably drawn all eyes to her, even before she’d let loose her tempestuous song to wreak havoc on the hearts of all who heard. Her graceful lope, lithe dancer’s steps that gave the impression of gliding.. The earth held no impression of where her paws had pressed, as if they never had. Perhaps foreshadowing this unnerving stealth as she’d steal away your heart, and disappear without a trace. A true ransom, a high price to pay. Maybe too high… But back to this devastating beauty, this fae who steals away even the wits of the wise; smiling that irresistible, soothing smile as she shatters your heart into a million pieces, and tramples all over you.

She earns herself an acknowledging nod from one of the males, a cold shoulder from a second, and an attempted retreat from a third. Her features turn mildly sardonic, but since none of the males seemed to be paying any attention to her they might not have noticed. Her orbs are glued to the alpha, patiently awaiting his words.

baby it’s true
you’ve become my addiction

{ooc}Status:incomplete complete
Word Count: 555
Mood: patient and confident{/ooc}

[Uruviel]

Xinelil nodded at Exodus as he took his leave. He would depart shortly to meet the other alpha in the unclaimed lands, but first he needed to deal with this new wolf. He turned to watch a black femme stroll into the vicinity, and his jaw nearly dropped. The femora was beautiful; one of the loveliest he had ever seen. He resisted the necessity to stare and curtly greeted her, "I am Xinelil, the alpha of Aldgar. Please state your purpose here." The femme had already introduced herself by the time he spoke, so he felt no need to speak formally about that. Here was a lovely femme in his presence, and he could do nothing but talk and look at her. He smiled a friendly smile; this was going to be a rough conversation. This he could already tell.

Glancing over at Siscarm and Kadhi, he realized that they would need to head out to meet Exodus here soon. They would have to make this conversation short and sweet so that they would not get into the bad books of the other alpha. Xin was confident in his abilities as an alpha, but he didn't wish to make a bad impression on the surrounding leaders. The last thing that he wanted was an enemy. So we're going to need to get this all done here fast, he thought airily. His mind was not truly focused, but he had done a good job of convincing himself that he was.

"So, we're going to need to hurry," he spoke to Siscarm and Kadhi. The rest of the pack seemed to have disappeared; they would have to settle for the small group. Perhaps this femme, Ransom, would be willing to assist them as well. That would definitely make Xinelil's day. The brute reddened under his fur, and it was easily masked by the coloring. He was distracted... Yes...

[jiminiminy]

After a few moments, the old wolf's eyes snapped open. He han't been able to detrmine anything about this wolf, this, Ransom. Something in the back of his mind was giving him quiet murmurs, but the revealations of the subconsious went unheard by the rest of his mind, as if a wall had been put up between them. He shook his head, attempting to shake some sort of sense into him, but to no avail.

As his mind slowly awoke from the dreamy sleep of deep thought, Siscarm began to notice how much time had passed. It must have been upwards of fifteen hours the packs had been speaking, as it had gone from night to day to night again. This was incredably odd to Siscarm, who had never spoken for longer for ten, perhaps fifteen minutes.

Night The word and the fact drifted through his mind. Wasn't it time to go to the Plains soon? Yes, he was quite sure that the meeting with Exodus was arranged for the nightime.

Rising from his position, he casually stretched his legs, resulting in a series of cracks. Shaking himself, as though to shake off the pain that his stretch had induced, Siscarm turned to Xinelil and began to speak.

"Sir Xinelil." When he said the word 'Sir', he said it with an offish tone that mimicked the one he used when he spoke Exodus' name. "Sir Xinelil," Siscarm repeated, "I will be departing for the Charmoru Plains now. I think that you should follow suit, lest you be late for our council."

Without waiting for a response, Siscarm stiffly wandered away, heading westwards towards the continent's vast plainlands. It's been a while, hasn't it. The elder thought, trying to remember the last time that he'd walked among the fields.

Exit Siscarm

[ransom]

The moon throws mottled patterns of shadows across the underbrush. The breeze rustled the leaves, causing them to flutter and dance, making the splashes of light on the ground shift and shimmer.

Padded paws of charcoal stood out against the mix of earth browns and greens that composed the forest floor. A luxurious, silky coat of ebon flickered briefly as the wind throws a broken shaft of sunlight upon her, gleaming gold against the dark fur. Eyes of a deep, mysterious tone scanned their surroundings, unconcerned, and as tranquil as the ocean on a windless day. She sat regally, poised, her posture working her statuesque shape to every advantage. A delicately tapered maw breathes in deep lungfuls of the fresh air, relishing its subtle scents that foretold the coming of spring, and the vivid scents of the males ranged all around her. Buds and sprouts were beginning to bloom throughout the previously frozen landscape, chasing winter from the proud terrain. Sometimes, it was good just to be alive.

A thick, lustrous mane shifted slightly in the breeze, lifted by the playful wind. But it soon settled again, unruffled. Auds pricked upwards ever so slightly, a long, feathery tail swishing briefly from one side to the other with an innate curiosity. And finally, the object of her attention spoke.
"I am Xinelil, the alpha of Aldgar. Please state your purpose here.
A smile falls onto Ransom’s features at his words, such a smile it made men want to be better people just to deserve being smiled at in such a way. She smiles enchantingly, mentally repeating his name Xinelil… Her eyes blink once, falling slowly, subtly alluring, and she replies in those heartbreaking tones of hers

An honor, she tilts her head in a mini-bow, her tones colored by nothing but awed respect I seek acceptance, and to serve under one so worthy as you. Okay, she might be sucking up a little, but it’s all part of the plan. She’s the submissive, beautiful, sweet, innocent little female – never blatantly flirty, it’s all subtle like winks or glances – until she finds she has them wrapped around her velvet paws, and then she starts her control – reign over their minds through their hearts, her manipulation. She could hardly wait, and she swore she noticed something familiar in the alpha’s eyes when he’d first looked upon her. Lust, blinding, disconcerting, beautiful lust. Her smile widens imperceptibly, dazzling.

"So, we're going to need to hurry," he spoke to the two males, the only two pack members she’d seen so far, as they seemed to have some arranged meeting they didn’t want to be late for. The old one blurts impatiently, Ransom didn’t miss the unsure glances her way, as if he thought she’d force them to linger here and be tardy – or absent – from their precious meeting. Her grin turns slightly lopsided, softly unbelieving as if she’s offended he could insinuate such a thing. As if he’d scolded a child who knew they wouldn’t get in trouble. "Sir Xinelil." he repeated twice, "I will be departing for the Charmoru Plains now. I think that you should follow suit, lest you be late for our council." and then without even waiting for a response, he leaves.

Either it’s a particularly urgent meeting, or this brute is just flat out disrespectful. Maybe he’s trying to act cool in front of Ransom, how flattering. There was an air of indifference about her as she allowed her dark gaze to sweep across the remaining males before her, noting their reactions to the elders’ words. Ransom doesn’t want to pry, wants to let the alpha think he’d had a choice in accepting her into his pack before requesting to accompany them to their little meeting. She was curious to see what all the emotion in the air was about, emotion that’d heightened when that mysterious black male had left. Don’t let me keep you she offers softly, sweetly. It let them either leave her, if it was an exclusive invitation, or offer her along with them. How cute, Ransom, you’re just such a little honeybun.

{ooc}Status: incomplete complete
Word Count: 745
Mood: excited, sweet and submissive{/ooc}

[kadhi]

The femme's tone was sweet and silky, inviting yet tantalizing. It made Kadhi want to choak on his own pride. He was only male, after all. The longer this Ransom stuck around, the more he had to resist the urge to grovel at her feet. Her presence was making him nauseous, and combined with his already frustrated, antsy mood it was amazing he hadn't wretched yet. He was like a ball of high strung emotions ready to explode at any moment.

Kadhi is the type to do whatever comes into his head, no matter how contradictory it is to everything. He'll go back on his word, break miniscule rules, and disobey those of very little importance simply because he wants to. He often purposely does the opposite of what he is told. Unfortunately, his brain was currently pulling him in three different directions.

First, there was the nagging little voice telling him to trail after Ransom like a drooling pup. This voice often bothered him whenever a fairly pretty femme showed up. Of course, Kadhi's idea of dealing with femmes was to completely ignore most of thier advances, loving to watch just how desperate they will become for a little attention. That was the second direction he was being tugged in. He wanted, and was doing his best, to ignore the femme. That wasn't exactly easy, considering the alluring tone of her voice.

Pinning his auds to his cranium, the small brute averted his gaze to the ground. He pawed at the earth in frustration, teeth grinding together as he tried to hold back a growl. Pretty femme aside, the thrid and final direction his mind was pulling him was towards the awaiting bomb. He wanted to go after it, NOW. Siscarm and Exodus had both left. Why couldn't he? That had a simple answer. That femme was doing a fine job of occupying Xinelil's mind, and since Kadhi had no plans of become an Omega he could not leave until the alpha did. 'Stupid pack rules...'

Unconsciously the scratching of his paws had been accompanied by baby steps that were taking him closer and closer to the exit points of Exodus and Siscarm. When he realized what he was doing, he halted and did his best to stand still. He didn't move nearer the other two, but he did fix his eyes on them. "Take her or leave her. Can we go now?" There was a bit of a childish whine in his voice, as well as a low growl, annoyance, anticipation, and frustration. He wanted to go play with the bomb, reguardless of who tagged along.

[Uruviel]

Listening to the femme's simple request, acceptance into his pack, Xinelil felt no need to turn her away. It seemed like most of the pack had disappeared, so they would slowly need to rebuild. Perhaps the hunt had been a failure, but... The brute shook his coat anxiously. Why did they have to get involved in this stupid thing that the other alpha had burdened them with. It's not that I don't care; merely that it won't affect our lands, and I am afraid that there is no truth in the story, he thought defiantly. No one seemed to be taking immediate action, so he was not going to worry about it either. Kadhi had sat, waiting for him, and the new femme, Ransom, waited on him as well. Sure, Siscarm had gone, but the other brute was not a member of his pack; merely a wolf that had permission to wander his lands.

"You are free to join my pack, Ransom. Welcome to Aldgar," Xin stated with a sheepish smile. Once they worked everything out here, he would head back to the dens and kick out all of the useless wolves that simply sat while they hunted. Hide or hair of the wolves had not been seen in ages. Which reminded him... "Nahuel, if you are still there, return to the Aldgar lands," he howled, a touch of bitterness in his tone. He had not seen the brute since the pack had first been formed.

If wolves would think they could abandon him, they would soon learn. Xin was not pleased, and he would make sure they knew it. Perhaps a little bit of demotion or removal from the pack would teach them. He wasn't going to simply sit back and watch his lands fall apart because of disloyal pack members...

((OOC: Crappy post, I know. I've been meaning to make some good posts, but I'm still craaazy busy.))

[kadhi]

What had once been excitement was slowly fading away into nothing but pure boredom. Kadhi was beginning to wonder if they were ever going to leave or if they were simply going to sit and hang out in the little clearing all day. In all truth, it was taking them soo long to do anything that he really didn't want to go and find the bomb any more. He had become disinterrested, in all truth. They had wasted too much time standing around, and now he no longer wanted to go investigate.

A frown tugging on his maw, Kadhi made his way back over to Xinelil and the femme. He was still anxious, but he no longer wanted to go bomb hunting. All this sitting around wasn't really helping him though. With a sigh he placed himself right in front of his alpha and looked up, a brow quirked in mild distaste. "So whatta we do now, chief?" he asked, not really expecting an answer.

Kicking at the earth beneath him, he sighed again. He needed to something, anything. Just hanging around here doing nothing was driving him nuts. If they weren't going to do anything as a pack, maybe he'd go off on his own for a bit and explore. He'd yet to see most of the land Xinelil owned, and his nose told him water wasn't too far off. Maybe he'd go wander around the lake area for a while if he didn't get a productive answer from his alpha.

Scratch that. He was too impatient to wait for Xinelil to say something. Cocking his head to one side, a devilish grin played on his maw. "I'mma go explore for a bit. See ya later chief!" With that, Kadhi scampered out of the clearing at a brisk trot, his destination being the lake.

OoC: So what do we do now since the plot's been called off? o.O

EDIT: I'mma have him go meet Meikou.

[Uruviel]

Xinelil watched in amusement as Kadhi scampered off. He sat puzzled for a moment as he followed the small brute's path with his eyes. He sighed, realizing that his pack wasn't necessarily doing so hot. I may as well follow him, he thought absentmindedly. No one had ever shown up from the wolves he'd left in the dens. It seemed like they all had disappeared into thin air. With a flick of his tail, the multi-colored, emerald-eyed brute rose and trotted off into the trees. He planned to follow Kadhi. After all, he had smelled an unfamiliar wolf on his territory. He couldn't quite remember if there had been a howl or not.... "I'll figure this out later," he mumbled to himself, walking away from where Ransom sat and where Siscarm had disappeared from a while ago.

So, what am I to do? The internal conflict that the brute dealt with right now was the fate of his pack. He didn't seem to be cut out for the job... What was the matter with him? Wolves came by on occasion, but they rarely seemed to stick around. The lack of active pack members was hurting him severely. To make matters worse, his stomach rumbled angrily. Exodus had frightened away all of the prey from their area, so they would need to get back to the hunt some other time. "Argh," he grumbled under his breath as he approached the lovely pool nestled within his territory.