::Beginings::

[hdawg]

The sandy-toned Mexican wolf stepped cautiously into the plains. It was covered with many blooming flowers and trees. The wolf could smell the sweet stench of chreey blossoms; her favorite fruit.

This wolf was so close to nature. When birds chirped, she felt giddy. When she sees flowers growing delicately, she makes sure to help them grow. She was strange in this way, but she didn't mind if wolves stopped to stare at how peculiar she was.

She didn't like when there was uprooted flowers, or dead plants in untamed soil. In her previous pack, she would keep a small garden of her favorite plants such as roses, lilies, cherry trees, and dafodiles. There were more plants that she wanted in her garden, but it was easier to have a small garden with those plants.

This gentle wolf was named Aiomori. She came from a small pack in the country side. She had no real parents since hunters killed them. She did, however, have wo brothers and two sisters. Her older brother and sister left to find another pack such as Aiomori had. While her two younger siblings remained with her previous pack. She was adopted by the alphas, and she had the opertunity to become alphess when her adopted mother died. But she refused, and wandered on until she came to where she was not.

She took another whiff of the luxurious air. the smile on her face widened, and her black, grey, brown, and white pelt shimmered in the heat of the sun. She closed her eyes, and followed the smell of cherry blossoms until she found the tree. It was still early in the season, so there was no fruit on the tree, but he aroma radiating off of it was strong and sweet.

She felt like she was in pack territory, so she felt the need to call to someone. She took a deep breath of the air that surounded her, and howled to anyone that could here. Though she would rathe be alone than surrounded by wolves, she knew it was better for wolves to knw she was here rather than them just finding her and getting the wrong impression. She raised her head, and let out her song.

"My name is Aiomori. If anyone can hear me... I'm here." Was the message she let out. She opened her eyes, and scanned the area for anyone that could have heard her.

[zylem]

Casting its intense glow upon the flourishing lands, the sun hung itself high and proud as it shone its light through the field's growth. A darkened silhouette bounded through the overgrown grasses, maintaining a swift trot as it did so. The individual's eyes held a peculiar, but beneficial tone within their depths, appearing as though they were yellow orbs floating among the blackness. As the creature moved briskly through the turf, its lengthy tail acted as a blade, whipping any foliage that dared enter its path, the pasture's greenery grazing against the mortal's muscular frame. The rapid breath of the large wolf heated the surrounding air as it molded with the slight breeze of spring, descending into the sky above. Its footfalls were subdued, due to the fertile soil that came with new life.

Slowing its pace, the figure halted as the thinning meadow caused its position to be much more obvious. Already, the darkly-colored coat of the creature gave away its position, but now, without the coverage given by the thriving, towering grasses, its presence was much more apparent. The canine's tongue lolled from its mouth as its chest heaved for lost breath. Its eyes scanned the unfamiliar landscape. Before it, was a land of flat terrain and the scent of other beings increased greatly. With a few motions forward, the individual continued in a clam walk.

However, before progressing too far, the howl of another entered the male's senses. The rhythmic tone was from no one other than a female wolf. The creature ceased his walk once more, turning his head toward the source of the sound. Now there were two figures among the field's growth. The female was rather petite compared to the male's size, but this didn't change anything in the male's mind. He gave a slight nod in acknowledgment to show the female he wasn't of any harm.

The male - Zylem, as he was known - was above his average, sulking mood. He did not know why, but perhaps it was the sun's warmth as his coat absorbed its light. Or maybe it was the exhilarating run he had just finished only moments ago. He enjoyed the breeze as it intertwined with the hairs protecting his skin when he ran, bounding across forgotten lands. It had always brightened his mood and mended his jumbled thoughts.

Either way, he held an optimistic outlook at the moment.

[hdawg]

Aiomori's alone time had ended, and now she had the company of a very large male. She stepped away from the small Cherry tree and towards the male. Her steps were gentle, for she was a very graceful wolf. "Um, hello there." She said politely. She looked over the male shile the smell of cherry blossoms still lingered in the air. The male was much larger than her small frame, but he still looked polite in a way. The black pelt he carried was easily noticable next to the bright green of the grass. The white around his maw balanced his whole look though. The part of him that stook out most in Aomori's eyes were his eyes. The peircing gold that surrounded his pupils really stuck out among the black fur that clung to his skin.

Aiomori looked pathetic next to his frame. Her bits of black and grey blending in with her light brown and white colored fur. Her brown eyes were nothing compared to his gold eyes. She sighed half-heartedly and looked into his pools of gold that he called eyes. "My name is Aiomori, who might you be?" She asked the male. She wagged her tail slightly, letting him know that there was no way she could possibly hurt him. She smiled at him, though it wasn't sincere.

[zylem]

The scents of spring lingered in the large creature's nostrils, looming above the greenery as the slight winds blew it across the landscape, fiddling with the darkened hairs across his back before leaving the fields once more. Zylem observed it for a brief moment - the harmony of nature. Not far off, hoofed mammals grazed across the newly grown grasses, but from where the male was standing, they seemed to be small specks on his radar and the occasional ears of hares would disturb the blissful sight of foliage, while birds allowed their songs to ascend into the skies - for whoever was willing to listen.

However, with canines near, this peaceful area could become a battle field in a matter of seconds. Blood of the innocent could taint nature's ground, forcing its poisons into the earth - who could only watch as its creation destroys itself. It was enough to leave Mother Nature weeping with tears of anguish as her civilization falls into an endless self-destruction. What right gave them the power to send calm creatures into turmoil? Yes, wolves were much larger than the rabbits. They were stronger than the deer... Food was needed for life and Zylem's thoughts did not matter. What will be, will be. 'It's the circle of life,' he assured himself. 'I'm not at fault for quickening the process.'

Um, hello there. Zylem's ears flicked absently to another's voice. His mind had been lost in thought and he had nearly forgotten of the other's presence. It was beneficial for Zylem that the female seemed to be attentive in doing most of the talking. His social skills bordered along the lines of non-existent after departing from his pack... Perhaps a conversation with this female will be a decent refresher. However, for the time being, he felt no need to speak and remained silent.

Zylem's attention hadn't shifted from - Aiomori, was it? He noted this small fact subconsciously, if needed for a later date. It was always a pleasure to be able to match a name to a face. He supposed the same should be given to the female. "Zylem," the male pronounced, his voice surprisingly thick - deep, to match his foreboding appearance, yet held a gentle tone within its depths - if one bothered to listen.

After announcing his name, Zylem gave his fur a slight shake, forcing the small clumps of dirt and other foreign things - such as grass - to fall from his tangled, unkempt fur and scatter upon the ground below, where it blended with the rest of the undergrowth. Feeling confident in his safety with this... Aiomori, Zylem sat and curled his lengthy tail around his forepaws contently. With this action, he had hoped to rid any of the female's suspicions. He wished to leave without another enemy on his conscience.

Aiomori's realization to the difference in size was apparent to Zylem, who - instead of snorting in his usual dislike, had to hide a small smile from his features. There weren't many larger than Zylem and even with his sinister presence - scarred nose, piecing eyes, coarse, weary pelt - he wouldn't harm another without good reason. At the moment, the female seemed agreeable and Zylem only hoped she wouldn't come to know his hostile side.