Turning the Leaves [Open, Joining]

[kyros]

Large paws thudded the rocky ground as the male Eastern Timber began his descent of the Kinath mountain range surrounding the Oriens. It had taken him at least a week to climb the mountains and then reach the ground below them and his paws were aching. He had never complained though, and wasn’t about to start now. He had been the heir to his fathers’ empire, ruled alongside him as the beta, and had been trained to be a powerful warrior. But that was his past life, and now he was a lone wolf, looking to join a pack. Still, he had the blood of an alpha rolling through his veins and the spirit of the warrior thick in his soul.

Kyros slowed, letting a deep song echo from his chest as he finally stopped, standing alert and slightly wary as he peered around his surroundings. A pack definitely lived here; it was obvious as their cloying scent filled his nostrils. The brown-and-cream brute called once more, letting the alpha know he was there and waiting, patience abound in his young body. Kyros was hardly over three and a half, but he already had the experience of his father, who was around six or seven years old by now. He was proud, his head held tall and a calm yet serious expression upon his face. The brute was strong, his muscles rippling even underneath his thick pelt as he stretched and moved around slightly, getting a feel for the land around him. He was careful to stay on the border though, for he knew all about respect. A lone wolf never travelled within a pack land unless accompanied by the alpha or his beta, unless he was taken in, of course.

Kyros reclined upon his haunches once more, bronze orbs alert, his head twisting every which way. The land around him as beautiful, and it would suit him perfectly – if the alpha accepted him, of course. Although charismatic and strong, Kyros had never been arrogant about any of his talents; instead, he was modest, always believing that he could do better.

The young brute, sitting alone, did everything he could to keep himself from thinking back to the empires’ revolution. His best friend, murdered before his eyes, his fathers’ glorious empire crumbling as the remnants of the old packs converged to destroy the greatest pack there ever could be. Kyros had left, having nothing left, leaving behind his legacy. There, he had been something like a king. But here? He was nothing, nothing but a lone wolf. ’I can show them.’ he thought to himself. ’Show them a true warrior.’

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[atrb=background,http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo18/GreenEyedMonster101/Anikira/Requests/KidMid.png?t=1344230995] Kiddo had been doing boarder patrol, again. He hated boarder patrol with a passion. It was the least effective use of his time that he could even think of but, he was the only one really capable of doing it according to rank. While Zena was here, she had done this gruesome task for him but, since her disappearance, he had to do it himself. Right now, he had a subordinate who was likely to not get promoted and a Shaman who would probably also stay in his position because Shamans just did. He hadn't heard of many Shaman's becoming anything but Shaman. There was the occasional story of one that became a hunter or a warrior but, no other big ranks. In Kiddo's opinion, the Shaman rank was very important and he couldn't understand why anyone would want to give it up to be a hunter or a warrior. As he was grumbling to himself and scenting the boarder, a call came to his ears. It was clean and clear and it sounded like another male. Kiddo, thankful for having a reason to stop his tedious task, let out a short howl to let whoever that was know that he was coming. He picked up an easy jog. It was good to stretch his muscles, it was not only good practice in improving himself but, it was preparing him for the bear hunt that would happen the next day. He hadn't told any of his members the date or time of this hunt because he didn't want them starting early or getting ideas of their own. Kiddo was never a very fast wolf. His was large and lumbering which was very useful during a fight but, not so much when it came to getting places. So, it had probably been about 15 minutes before he got to the male who had called him. Could he have gotten there faster? Yes. But, he wanted to take his time getting there so, he did. Hello, My name is Kiddo, alpha of Amar. What brings you to my territory? Kiddo announced himself to the male. His tail was raised as well as his head was perched proudly on his neck. His body was relaxed, he wasn't going to show fear or nervousness by being tense. Though this male was large, he wasn't a threat to the alpha. Kiddo's confidence had grown immensely since the start of this pack and the way he carried himself and the way he spoke, showed it.

[kyros]

At the sound of a responding howl, Kyros smiled in satisfaction to himself. It hadn’t taken long, not to the Timber brute anyways – he had learned patience at his fathers’ paws. He waited a good ten minutes, maybe a bit longer, but that merely gave the brute more time to look around. The trees in front of him, the start of a forest, had already started to turn with the coming of fall. The leaves were golden-brown, like honey, but others were an orange-red. Still others were bright yellow, and even a few still retained their deep green hue. Inhaling deeply, Kyros felt himself relax. This was a comfortable place, somewhere he truly believed he could find a new home, a new life.

The war had left the brute highly stressed and worried. What if it happened again? But no, he wasn’t back at his home, and the empire was gone. His parents controlled a single pack now, and a single land, they had a new family now, a new generation of pups to raise. And Kyros was on his own, no family to support him, and no friends. But now it was his chance at a new life, a better life. A life without a revolution. Without pain, or loss, or fear. Lost within thought, Kyros didn’t notice at first the brute that approached him.

Upon seeing the alpha, Kyros bowed low, keeping himself standing on just one knee as the older folded beneath him in respect. ”Greetings, Lord Kiddo.” he growled quietly, his past conditioning inflicting upon Kiddo the title of Lord that his own father had held. Although the Alpha’s name was quite strange, Kyros said nothing of it. He stood once more, holding himself proudly, though with little dominance. ”I have come into your lands in the hopes of turning over a new leaf. You see, I have come from a land far away, driven from my home after a war destroyed my fathers’ empire.” he told the alpha, his voice holding hints of pride as he spoke of his father.

”I would appreciate holding a place within your pack.” Kyros finally said, getting straight to the point. He didn’t think that Kiddo wanted to hear his life’s’ story. The Timber brute gave the alpha a small, rather hardened smile. The warrior in him could never be too friendly with any wolf, not right away at the very least.

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[atrb=background,http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo18/GreenEyedMonster101/Anikira/Requests/KidMid.png?t=1344230995] Kiddo was pleasantly surprised to have another wolf here with some good manners and he like the sound of "lord Kiddo." It had a nice ring to it. Maybe he would have everyone call him that. It would help with remembering who was in charge. He feared that if his members got to call him by his name and only his name then, there might be issues later on with respect. Kiddo listened to what the male had to say about wanting to join the pack here. Well, his size was going to be helpful enough with this up and coming bear hunt. No offense to Hadrian or Lynker but, they were not the largest wolves and especially with Hadrian in his mid-life, it would help to have a larger, younger wolf helping out. Though when the wolf said that he wanted to "turn over a new leaf" Kiddo's sarcastic and funny side wanted him to say "well, we have many leaves here, why don't you go pick one out." But, Kiddo knew that this was a more serious conversation. Many wolves didn't see the funny and lighter side of the alpha because there was hardly a time appropriate for it. What skills do you have that would benefit my pack? Kiddo, even though the male was very respectful, wanted to make sure he was actually worth something. He had said that his father's empire had fallen apart meaning that he may have come from some royal blood lines or something but, that didn't mean anything to Kiddo. A past is a past and nothing more. What mattered was what a wolf could do right now. Besides, the wolf could have been some figure head that always relied on his rank or stature to get through in life. Well, if that was the case, it was not happening here. Every wolf had to be able to stand on their own feet and take consequences for their own actions.

[kyros]

Kyros bowed his head again at Kiddo’s words, launching immediately into speech. ”I am a superb warrior, my Lord. You see, my father had a glorious empire, holding three packs and their territories. My brothers and I were trained as warriors, and by the time I was to, I had become my fathers’ beta.” he started, talking calmly, though a little bit fast. He didn’t want to bore Kiddo with his entire life story, but he had to at least highlight some parts of it in order to appropriately give his skills. Taking a breath, Kyros continued. ”There was a revolution, you see, and…my best friend died. I managed to save the rest of my pack, but the damage had been done. My fathers’ empire had fallen.”

The Timber brute allowed a note of sorrow to mar his words, though he couldn’t help sounding proud. He wasn’t arrogant, not at all, but what would could say he fought off a group of renegades and not feel proud? He cleared his throat slightly, saying, ”You see, the reason I left was because I had lost my best friend, and my parents needed to rebuild their pack. My brothers had left long before the true revolution began – only I stayed loyal to my father. But…it was my time to leave. And no, I am before you, requesting acceptance into your pack. If you need a lead warrior…I can easily fill that position.” Kyros felt that he might have been rambling, but he wasn’t abashed or nervous. He wanted Kiddo to know that he was highly skilled and able. As another thought struck him, Kyros added, ”I have over a years’ worth of experience in training and honing a young warriors’ skills. I hunt decently, but I will be honest with you, you would rather have me as one on the front lines.”

With that done, he fell silent. Kyros would be able to prove his worth to Kiddo, should he be asked. He was confident in his abilities – he had never lost a fight before. He waited, silently respectful, allowing the alpha before him to think.

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[atrb=background,http://i357.photobucket.com/albums/oo18/GreenEyedMonster101/Anikira/Requests/KidMid.png?t=1344230995] Almost as soon as Kiddo asked him the question, the male went off telling him about how great of a warrior that he was. Like he hadn't heard it a million times. Yes, everyone has skills these days. But, Kiddo was glad that he was getting talent over here. And the interest in his pack was great. Now, if only he could get some females around. Right now, he didn't mind that there wasn't any faes around because mostly they just bitched about random crap that Kiddo didn't have the time or patience to deal with but, when mating season came around, all of these males in one territory without any females around could lead to trouble. He didn't want any of his males mating with anyone really but, he certainly didn't want them leaving the area and mating with random loners or with faes from other packs. When the male was done speaking, finally. Kiddo thought for a moment. He was indeed looking for a different lead warrior. Zena had gone AWOL so, her position was now open. Those were the rules from the beginning. Despite maybe..possibly..having some feelings for the fae. Rules were the rules and he had to abide by them without letting emotions get in the way. Well, we have been having a bit of a bear problem that our pack will be solving shortly. If you can prove your warrior skills then, we will discuss a lead warrior position for you. Kiddo would give him the benefit of the doubt and not pester him further. The male had already given Kiddo more than what he wanted and the male seemed respectable enough to not cause trouble within the relatively peaceful pack.

[kyros]

Upon hearing about the bear problem Kiddo and his pack faced, Kyros’ bronze orbs showed slight sympathy. Back home, the empire never had a problem with predatorial animals in their lands – they had all learned to stay away. Warriors in training had often been dispatched into groups in order to patrol the various borders, making sure that no cougars or bears had been within the empire. They had also been sent on tracking missions, leaving for days at a time with a group leader. Normally, Kyros’ had been the leader of his groups. He and his hand-picked warriors could oftentimes be found outside of the empires’ borders, tracking down the large predators and killing them, though rarely they chased them off instead.

Kyros had never failed on a single mission, and the young fighters he trained rarely messed up, either. He took a deep breath as he nodded to Kiddo. He would have no troubles with bears – hell, he could probably guide the other wolves in order to bring down the bears more successfully. Kyros smiled inwardly to himself, and he felt happier than he had in a while. Finally, he had a second chance at a better life. Not that his old life had been bad – he was the son of a great Alpha, he had been his fathers’ beta and best warrior! He’d had the best friend a brute could ask for… But the old packs still wanted blood, they wanted revenge. Kyros had been lucky; he’d been able to save his parents’ lives, at least.

Bowing deeply once more to the alpha, Kyros growled respectfully, ”I assure you, I will more than prove myself against these bears. I have much experience fighting them. Do you want them dead or chased out?” he asked casually, a steely glint coming into his bronze eyes. Fighting is what he loved best – so long as it was for a good cause.