A Different Fascination (Uru!)

[jinket]

With no colors in our skin
'til we let the spectrum in.

A petite form was like a red phantom as she weaved herself in out of different plants that were just a bit higher than herself, hardly making any traceable path as she moved quietly. While Naomi appeared relaxed, her limbs were moving rather quickly as she trotted forward for really no reason at all. A bright full moon shone above, shining down on the whole prairie, not giving many places to hid with the warming light. It was the first clear night in so long that perhaps Naomi was actually quite amused. At least enough to let herself to waste valued energy in a trot across in the dead of night. Twinkling stares caught her vision for a second and she came to a halt. Those deep blue orbs stared into them as they reflected back in her own. A certain sign escaped her as she let what breath she had lost, to fill her lungs once more.

Naomi was aware of how close she was to crossing a pack boarder. The smells of the lupine were everywhere and she was careful to not cross onto their boarders. She needed little trouble and dealing with a whole pack was begging for certain death or at least wounds that could cause her death. Naomi just needed to survive, at least for now that was all she needed. Suddenly, her rump hit the prairie damp ground. Damp, from a recent rain storm. The sky was so beautiful tonight that she didn't want to move on anymore. Instead, Naomi wanted to stay there til dawn awakened the world with it's bright orange colors and then Naomi would slip off, a phantom in the daylight, to find a sleeping den. Maybe wake up and catch a meal to suffice her already underweight body. It was not by accident that she was underweight, but a mere lack of wanting food.

The ivory four-socked lupine suddenly laid slowly to the earth and rolled onto her body. Small objections poked into her back, but they didn't bother her much. She could clean her reddish, black fur later on when Naomi actually felt like being somewhat clean. Those deep blue orbs narrowed now, on the inky blue night. A chill breeze happened to rush over her, but it did little to falter that powerful graze. A soft, almost inaudible hum began to vibrate her vocal cords as Naomi began thinking of what could have been and what could be. She could've been an Alphess, a Queen among her lupine. But was that ever want she wanted? As of the moment, she could barely care for herself. Hell, she still stank like salty sea from the ocean she had swam to get here.

A gruff sound was made at this thinking. "That isn't want I wanted. This is better for myself." She stated quietly aloud before letting her eyelids began to flutter closed and her thoughts to drift. She wasn't asleep, but in a state of such deep thought that her breathing began to slow as well as her heartbeat. Naomi began to tune out those annoying crickets and any other noise maker in the world. She fell into a world where out worldly things could happen. Things that she wouldn't dare speak about with anyone but her own mind, like she was two lupine inside one body.

[Vorilye]

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[atrb=background,http://i156.photobucket.com/albums/t26/corpes3/vorilyemid2.png] There would have been an expedition, but there was much that needed to be done back in the homelands. Vorilye was content to leave the remainder of his pack to their devices. With newly laid ranks and, hopefully, a better hierarchy in place, he was more confident in the structure of Descai. They would continue to thrive if his charges would do as they were instructed. If not, he would not hesitate to drive them from his pack. No wolf was beyond the stretch of his authority, and that included the ones who wandered into his territory. It had not been long since the death of the alphess, Akihra. However, as the brute wandered toward the border between Acerbus and Kamari, he could hardly smell the femme's scent markers. It was high time that he stepped forward and marked his newly acquired territory so that the wolves there would know who they answered to. He was the leader of the first Empire to grace Anikira in many years, and he would not stop until he had claimed all that he possibly could. As he trekked forward, he was intrigued to find that there were wolves who wandered through Kamari. He could smell each individual, but one scent stood out to him. Meridian has been here, he thought with a flair of his nostrils. The femme had long since abandoned Descai, and he did not take well to desertion. He would be sure that if he ran into her, she would know just how disappointed "Papa" was in her. Deranged wolf. It was with this train of thought that the alpha did not bother to investigate the remainder of the scent trails. If he had, he would have noticed an even fresher one. And if he had, he would not have nearly slammed into the small femme who had laid against the dirt. Amidst the grass and earth, he had hardly see her before he nearly trampled her. It was only a split second before he stepped on the femme's small head that he recognized the breathing form beneath him. Vorilye leaped back in surprise, his hackles raised and a growl catching in his throat in response to the sudden stimuli. It was only when he realized that it was a sleeping femme that he calmed down. She could not pose a threat to him. However, she was intruding on what was now Descai's land. Should he not be angry with her? I haven't marked yet... She could not have known, he reminded himself, trying to keep the irritation and frustration that threatened to boil over to a minimum. He would give this femme the benefit of the doubt, but that did not mean that he was walking away and leaving her where she lay. "Femme, it would be best if you rose," he informed her tersely, his golden eyes settling on the smaller wolf with interest. She was much like his beta, Shayde, yet different at the same time. It was interesting to see these smaller wolves running around the continent, particularly ones that resembled his conquests. The femme could very well land herself on that list if she were anything like the fiery beta he left behind. "I am the Alpha of Descai, and my pack has claimed this lands alongside our own. You are on Descai's territory," he informed her, gazing down at the femme with mild interest in his eyes. The brute's golden muzzle twitched as he awaited a response, his eyes never leaving the femme as he watched for any signs of aggression toward him. He would not let a femme best him, even if he believed there was no eminent threat present. Count | 623 words Muse | Pretty good. Tags | Naomi Notes | This is actually pretty funny, since Vor killed the previous alphess here and Kamari actually belongs to Descai now. He's letting it slide though, since he hasn't marked his new borders yet.

[jinket]

Eyes on fire,
Your spine is ablaze.

At first Naomi figured it was her dreaming that created such sounds, but the sudden snarl made her know it not. She rose to her paws in seconds, quick on her feet and her mind. No snarl was made, but those deep blue eyes narrowed in with precision as her hackles rose along her spine. However, the brute hadn't shown much more aggression than that and Naomi quickly composed herself rather quickly. Though tense, she calmed her beating heart and focused on the hand before her. If she played her cards right, Noami figured she would go unscathed. But with her lack of sleep and food, her damned mood was sure to get her in trouble. Oh well. The thought crossed her mind. What seemed to be making her such a fearless devil tonight?

For a moment, she said nothing and regarded him from her personal view. This male whom seemed to hold a certain air about him. Naomi instantly felt herself have a judgmental dislike for him. Instead of making it known though, she kept her piercing gaze on him. He was much larger than she, but who wasn't? She knew how to fight being rather small and slender and remained unafraid. Not being afraid of death, like herself, there wasn't much to loose. In fact, it sometimes made Naomi rather scary. There was nothing like an enemy who had nothing to loose. Continuing to regard him, she stayed soundless. The only sound was the soft thump of her bum hitting the solid ground, though it could've been a scream among the quiet prairie night air. The moon seemed to shift and now appeared more so on her. Her red fur was shinning now, along with the rather clean socks that ran up her limbs. It shone in her orbs and instantly, Naomi wished for the shadows.

"Alpha of this land, yes but please beware you are no master of mine." Her words were not threatening, but a statement. Naomi had taken orders far long enough and with this new taste of freedom, well one could say she was loving it. She wouldn't be told what to do. Plain and simple, at least in her mind. Others tended to wanted to break that sort of thinking."They were unmarked, I was unaware of the boundaries extending this far." Naomi's words were curt and very formal, to the point as she liked it to be. For a moment she said nothing as she sucked in a deep breath. "My mistake." Her breath washed out of her, blowing on onto the chilly air. Her voice had been quiet, but those deep blue eyes never left his own, but found interest in his golden coloring. She had never seen anything like it before. "Your fur," Naomi questioned as she looked closer,"are they a mutation in the genes?" It was quiet a blunt question, but that was often how she was. What harm could come from asking?

[Vorilye]

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[atrb=background,http://i156.photobucket.com/albums/t26/corpes3/vorilyemid2.png] This femme had guts. That much, Vorilye could definitely see. However, he was in a rather pleasant mood at the moment having conquered the vast lands of Kamari, and so he let the femme's comment slide by virtually without notice. He smirked slightly, nodding his head as she spoke as if he truly cared what she had to say. "See, little miss, you may be right about that. But I am the master of others," he drawled, a toothy grin flashed in her direction. It was not an intentional threat, but rather a slight mock at what the femme had done to him not moments before. Two could play at this game. "Smell those scent markers? They may be faint, but they are still there. Those are from a lovely femme who went by Akihra. See, she was all fine and dandy until she decided it was a good idea to test my patience. She fed my lake monster pretty well," he explained, the smirk transforming into a full out smile with the lovely memory flashing through his mind. "So while they may not be my markers, they are reminiscent of my power here. Now, I am in no way going to fight you, as you could very well have been part of that stupid femme's pack, in which case I would have driven you out, or even better, bled you out. But you need not fear me... much." It was then that the laugh slipped past the brute's lips. It was then that he noticed that the femme was no longer focused on him directly, but rather his snout. He exhaled, his jowls flapping slightly from the hot air slipping through his canines. He did not like being ignored, and when he was about to bring that to the small femme's attention, she asked about his fur. With an incredulous look in the brute's eyes, he inquired, "Are you being serious right now, femme?" When he realized that she was, indeed, serious, he sighed. If only he knew the answer to that question. "It has been that way since birth. I do not know, and I do not question it. I see it as a sign of my birthright that was taken from me, and now I have come back to reclaim it." It was more information than he intended to reveal, but he cut off his rambling before it continued. The femme did not need to know his life story, nor did he want her to be privy to that information. He was the most powerful alpha on the continent; he should not be wasting his time explaining his appearances to some random femme he nearly stepped on while scouting his territory. She had no right to be here without his permission once it was marked, and while she was not yet testing his patience, the brute was certain that it was soon to come. It was very rare that Vorilye could remain in the presence of another wolf for long without getting angered by them. Most wolves were insufferable, and an even greater number of them were a complete waste of space. Once he was in charge around here, those wolves would no longer have a place in Anikira. The golden and black brute was obviously dominant to all of those around him; it was only a matter of time before they all opened their eyes to the truth. If this femme thought that the lack of marking was reason enough for her to remain here, then she had an entirely different plan than the alpha. Vorilye eyeballed the femme, his eyes twinkling with amusement as he hiked a leg and urinated all over the grass to the side of him. "There. Mine." Count | 631 words Muse | Good. Tags | Naomi Notes | I don't know why, but Vor has a sense of humor at the moment.

[jinket]

He doesn't mind my Las Vegas Past,
He doesn't mind my LA crass.

Though he seemed to be finding himself funny, Naomi regarded him with a emotionless mask.Disgusting males. They don't have enough sense to walk this earth without needing some form of power. She thought to herself before sighing deeply as he continued on. Naomi just wanted to know if he was an inbreed or something of that sort. If, perhaps, in these lands those kind of markings were a common thing. She figured if it was, it was probably something she would need to make herself use too, not that if freaked her out, but brought out a sense of curiosity which rarely was seen from her form. A small shrug, if one could consider it that, rolled her blades. "Well then I hope you have some sense of a leader, and not some manipulator in it for power, or are you? As most males pose to be?" Naomi questioned, before tilting her head ever so slightly. It was a daring question, but one she figured an answer might be worth hearing. Her father hadn't been in it for power, but to lead others into comfort. The male before her, though holding a more dark feel, almost reminded her of Leon, perhaps her reason for lack of fear.

"Don't worry, sire, I don't fear you at all. I was not that femme, nor part of her pack." Her expression changed slightly to show a small smirk off her own. So she had some kind of feeling, eh? Those blue orbs twinkled looking at him as distant memories were pulled forward now, screaming about her past. Discomfort would've taken over if not for feeling homesick. It made her actually believe that she loved those nasty bastards. Naomi gazed forward, perhaps a bit past the male and into his lands, staring off as she tried to push them away. " And quiet serious. I have no shame in saying that I have no belonging here and wish to know if every lupine has markings as yours." In an almost joking tone, she added, " Don't flatter yourself by my noticing.But congrats on your conquest. It seems you have done quiet well so far." A small nod of her head went toward before becoming a statue more. Naomi, biting back the bullet on all the personality, refused to become informal. To treat him as a friend, or noble.

She watched him withnext to no emotion as he began to pee on the grass next to him and smiled thinly. "Hm, least you didn't pee on yourself, but the grass. Much farther than most males would've done." An almost chuckle like sound came from her before she stood on those slender limbs and rose. The sudden movement made her body wake and the need to stretch was there. Naomi ignored it and then took a few steps back. "Not wishing to intrude on any land and clearly not here to become of any pack, I believe I shall say farewell and move on. I don't believe I'd like to test anyone's patient." That curt smile took her thin black lips and then Naomi danced to the side. If not for those ribs protruding out, she might have been called graceful or beautiful, but she lacked all of that in her dull appearance and sunken bones.

[Vorilye]

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[atrb=background,http://i156.photobucket.com/albums/t26/corpes3/vorilyemid2.png] Vorilye was quite intrigued by the red wolf with the piercing blue eyes. She had done nothing but retort quickly and strongly to every quip he had made, and not once had he glimpsed fear in her eyes. It was a rare sight to see a wolf, a female at that, who did not see intimidated by him. It should have angered him, but instead he found himself drawn to the conversation between the two of them. This femme reminded him so much of Shayde, and yet the new little female was different in many ways. Shayde would never have dared to speak back to her in the way that this wolf did, and it was more amusing by the moment rather than infuriating. It was different for Vorilye to have a sense of humor instead of lashing out for her seemingly foolish comments. "I try to be a fair leader, but there a mighty large number of wolves around here who are complete imbeciles," the alpha admitted. "I don't tolerate stupidity. It is a quality that cannot be fixed or even diluted." With the conclusion of the femme's statement, the brute nearly snorted. "I do not pretend to be powerful. I command respect, and I receive it. It is a matter of having the will to lead and the strength to do so. I am not just in it for the power, though it definitely is a perk," he smirked, his golden eyes settling on the femme's striking blue ones. It was interesting to hold a relatively intelligent conversation with someone. Those wolves milling around his territory were pretty irritating most of the time, and he was not afraid to tell them to their faces, either. So few wolves earned his respect that it was not surprising. "Of course I did not pee on myself. I'm an alpha, not a scoundrel," he scoffed, as if the femme's words were incredibly offensive to him. While he truly did not take it to heart, it was different to see a wolf who obviously thought as lowly of him as he thought of her. "You aren't too big of a fan of brutes, are you?" he inquired with interest, curious to see if she would agree with his suspicions. He would not be surprised if she lied and told him otherwise, but he would cross that bridge later. As the femme moved away as if she planned to leave, the brute had the sudden urge to stop her. Why, he was not completely sure. "Femme, wait," he called after her, trotting a few steps in her direction to close the gap once more. "You would not be intruding... If you chose to join my pack." This was a first. Members always sought out Vorilye, not the other way around. He did not appeal to wolves to join his pack, but rather let them beg until he allowed them membership into his coveted pack. The alpha brute was not completely sure what had come over him. In fact, it was so bizarre that the brute stared at the femme with a hint of caution in his gaze. Why was she different than these others? The brute had no idea. All he knew was he wanted another competent being around him, and this femme seemed to know her way around life. After all, she had survived this long without a pack, and so she must be relatively sane or she would have been eaten alive by the continent. All Vorilye knew was that his sudden outburst was completely uncharacteristic, and if he were to revert back to his original self, it would likely be a shock to the femme before him. Count | 623 words Muse | Good. Tags | Naomi Notes | I have no idea what is happening to Vor. >.> This is odd, but he's got different plans than I do.

[jinket]

You're no good for me,
But baby, I want you.

Naomi, not normally finding anyone to be of much interest to her, found him to be quite so. The devilish lad seemed quite bent on his ways and yet, Naomi had seen a different personality than what she expected. Perhaps, he was in a good mood or such. One thing she knew was that this couldn't be normal for a brute like himself. It just didn't feel right to her and the reason she denied to fully accept him as that whole. She knew there was more, underneath what he was showing, and weather it was good or bad... Well Naomi was determined to find out such a thing, to pull and pick him apart until she knew every twitch and flaw within. It was the reason she continued to listen, rather than distance herself off as she sometimes did. Or rather all the time. A thinker, a realist caught in a small fantasy.

"Not everyone can be born with the same amount of brain calls. And who would? You can't fix stupid. Why, though, would you allow anyone in your pack who you deemed stupid?" Naomi asked, truly wondering why. He was only as strongest as his weakest member. Why let in anyone weak, because they followed the rules? She hardly doubted that was his reasoning and didn't bother to mention it. "Ah, yes, but if you don't respect them, wouldn't you expect an uprising of some sort? You may defend yourself against one or two, but a whole pack turned on an Alpha?" A shrug of her shoulders moved them and she glanced at the ground. "I would call it a murderous death." Her last words could have been considered quite dark, distant. However, Naomi was just throwing her reasoning in. She didn't even know why she would care if his pack failed or not. It had little to do with her.

A small small, if one could consider it that, came to her maw as he spoke with mock offense. "Please, it was a complement of such. An Alpha would never pee on himself like that..." Her voice trailed as she shook her small done and looked more at the ground now, at the small grass growing up. She could feel it, now, beneath her paws. Naomi's cranium turned up, however, at his sudden question. A rather sickening sneer crossed her maw. "Why on earth would you say that?" A certain hate glittered up in those orbs before vanishing along with the mockery in her tone. "True, though. I have a strong dislike for brutes, but then I hardly get along with anyone? Please, tell me. If you had an Uncle, who was blood, pounce on you like a toy, would you not hate them?" She spat the words. Just thinking of her Uncle made her unsettled, flustered and hateful. It was a flaw she found quite distasteful in herself.

As she had moved off, she learned the brute call out. It stopped her dead in her tracks, like she was frozen. Naomi silently cursed herself for being so willing to listen to those around her. Defiance had been a reward she allowed herself. She couldn't possible stop now. Her orbs watched him stake himself closer to her at a trot and for a moment, wasn't sure what to expect. And then he asked. A younger Naomi might have been caught off guard, but new colder being just stared and then sighed. "I don't know your name, sire, let alone if I would get along with your pack mates." Naomi wanted to join, deep inside. She wanted to see what this brute was about. But what about this new found freedom? Was she really willing to give it up? "Following your rules might prove difficult for myself, I don't think you'd be willing to take such." Truth, bluntness. Naomi hardly failed to ever hold back.

[Vorilye]

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[atrb=background,http://i156.photobucket.com/albums/t26/corpes3/vorilyemid2.png] The black and gold alpha chuckled softly at the femme's words. "There is no one in my pack that truly lacks intelligence. They sometimes seem to have difficulty expressing it, though," he nearly snorted. Descai was composed of an interesting combination of sheer brilliance and normalcy. It was only due to those brilliant minds that the others appeared shoddy in comparison. Vorilye considered himself superior to the others, but based mostly on the fact that they willed themselves to be inferior. They willingly submitted to his leadership, and he willingly took control over them. No one had been truly bullied into joining the alpha's pack. They had all entered of their own devices. "No one in my pack would turn against me. That much, I can guarantee," he articulated, though a hint a pride seeped into his words. With his loyal beta at his side, they could handle any uprising amongst the members of the pack. Vorilye did not fear the wolves of Descai as they feared him, and rightfully so. He was their largest threat, not the wilderness around them. If they did not align with him, then they were as good as dead. "My pack as a whole would never revolt, particularly because my loyal beta and I run it well," he boasted, a small smile tugging at his lips. It was not necessarily as prideful as his last comment, as the brute truly believed his words. They were not just for show this time around. After all, if an alpha did not have confidence in himself, how could he expect anyone to follow? As the red femme explained her aversion to males, the brute laughed darkly. "And if you had a mate that turned your sons against you and attempted to murder you where you stood, then you would distrust females, would you not?" he shot back, his eyes veiled with caution as he looked at this new wolf. He was getting better about it, but there were few wolves, particularly females, that he felt he could trust. It was better that Kallik was out of the picture, as there was no way she could have turned Taqqiq and Tike against him from the grave. Kyra and Tike were all he had left, and they were not in a position to be influenced by another wolf who had the same authority as him. That brought him much comfort. The femme expressed her issues with joining Descai, and the alpha could not completely blame her. Vorilye was not trusting of the wolves of his pack when sending a new wolf back to the dens, so if she opted to remain with him, it would be better if she tagged along on his patrols rather than have her return to Descai alone. Shayde, in particular, would not be welcoming with open arms to another strange femme in the pack. The alpha had never quite figured out why, but his beta had an innate dislike for femmes as well. Perhaps it was why the two got along so well; their mutual dislike of females led them to be quite the dynamic duo. "You have not told me your name, either," he reminded the small red femme with a smirk. "And so that goes both ways. But names are not the essence of trust. After all, you could know my name and not trust that I would not slit your throat in your sleep." It was a morbid truth, but it was truth nonetheless. His name held little meaning to him these days. "Most of my pack just refers to me as Alpha." And then the little one stated that she would not be able to follow his rules. With a small laugh, his golden eyes stared straight into her bright blue ones, willing her to understand. "My rules are not as strict as most would lead you to believe. All I ask is that you come to the defense of the pack and don't wander aimlessly throughout the continent. I need more strong-willed wolves like you. You have a fire in you that I need. You remind me much of my beta, and yet you are completely different at the same time. What I need is for you to put everything aside and trust that I am not trying to screw you over." Count | 727 words Muse | Really good. Tags | Naomi Notes | I don't know if I like Vor this way yet or not. But it's a lot more logical than in the past.

[jinket]

I don't have to exist,
outside this place.

A small nod of her dome was seen before Naomi continued looking at him. "Perhaps you scare them." It was quite plausible. If she hadn't been through her own hardships, she may have cowered in fear and shrank down, but she knew her weakness. She hid it so that no one could ever possibly find it. No one could play her and rip her apart with that...weakness. "While my personality doesn't change much from how I am currently acting, there's may. Your own personality might make it hard for them to expression their own." A shrug followed this before a small chuckle. "Or I might be completely wrong and just be a philosopher." Naomi was known for looking at things different, from certain angles. It was a strong suit of hers, always able to argue both sides. Sometimes, though, being so logical could drive her insane, never knowing how she really felt.

She watched him in all his pride, his glory however small it was. Certain things couldn't be contained, and why should he? He had done something quite wonderful, really. So Naomi allowed him all the room in the world to be prideful, though he didn't seem to aim on bragging too much. "Confidence is strong in you." It was a factual statement that she didn't really know why she said. Naomi, herself, would probably let a little bit of paranoia take control and to think that there was a rat among her pack. She would surely be quite a leader, though, however unpersonal she was. It was ran her blood like that of a lupine did. Naomi just pushed it away instead of embracing it. She should've been a boy, right? If she had been weak, a pain might have crossed her face, but it remained stony. She didn't know this Alpha, and wasn't about to share all those deep, darp secrets that haunted her constantly. A little reminder she wouldn't ever be perfect.

Now, she looked him straight in the orbs with her own blues and narrowed in on them. "I wouldn't trust a female any farther than I could throw them, but given your reasoning, it would probably be even stronger for yourself. I don't blame you." Naomi really hate a dislike for her own sex. They were a cunning bunch, able to throw anything down in order to better themselves. She had seen own children killed because of it. Pups that weren't but hours and days old. It sickened her, deeply, but then was she any better now? Naomi, honestly, didn't think she was anymore. However, she had been forced to become that way. The cruel world had played it's cards and buried the blade deep. Naomi merely shot back with her venom and fire, a burning fire that made her want to explode at times. Indeed, anger was something she often awoke with.

Her stance changed now as she shifted on slender limbs and turned to face him a bit more, hiding once more those bony ribs. A sunken face, not quite defeated, was put into view. "Of course, but a name gives meaning to the soul behind it. And I don't share my name first. I often don't stick around long enough to learn the names of anyone else. They don't need my own." Another shrug to show it was just her way of odd thinking. "Alpha, eh? I would ask for something more personal, but oh well. Alpha, I am Naomi." Just Naomi. No titles, no history of her bloodlines. Nothing. A smirk of some sort came to her face as she spoke her name. Perhaps the only thing she contained still from her old, washed away home.

The lupine held his steady gaze, refusing to look away as he spoke about his rules. "Trust is a very lost thing, Alpha. I hardly know you and already you ask of a certain trust." A heavy sigh escaped her as she felt almost to weak to stand anymore and let her rump fall to the ground. Am I willing to give up this already? Am I will to defend him, knowing next to nothing? It crossed Naomi's mind and for a moment, she almost said no, but then she said gave in to that tagging feeling and nodded her dome toward him. " I'll join your pack, Alpha. But I refuse to get lost in the mix and I won't be talked down to without a respect of some sort. I don't ask of anything special, but I won't be treated as an Omega. I've come this far on my own and I won't let myself anything less than what I believe I deserve, which isn't much." Naomi wanted to trust him, she did. But at the moment it was impossible. It was the reason she was giving it a chance. For now. She'd give it her all, but how it would turn out wasn't in her control.

[Vorilye]

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[atrb=background,http://i156.photobucket.com/albums/t26/corpes3/vorilyemid2.png] As the femme introduced herself, Vorilye dipped his head in greeting to the newly dubbed Naomi. She seemed an interesting wolf, and so much different than any other femme he had encountered. His previous assessments of Naomi in regards to Shayde were more than wrong. They were so horrendously off track that he could not honestly see much similarity beyond basic appearances anymore. Shayde would not have stood up to him the way this femme had, and the alpha was fairly certain that Naomi and Shayde would clash upon their introduction. Their personalities were polar opposites, with Shayde intending to appease him while Naomi seemed more keen on telling things the way they were and accepting the consequences. Shayde would never have chanced the consequences he may have bestowed. Vorilye was sure that, over time, the red femme would grow to respect him more. But it was not uncommon for new meat for the pack to be wary of him. What surprised him most was that the wariness seemed absent in this one. In one way or another, she felt... defeated? The brute could not completely label the vibe he got from the smaller wolf. Either way, she was less amicable than the wolves he typically dealt with, but she had a good head on her shoulders. He needed more intelligent wolves, ones that could help lead the pack on to greatness, in his ranks. He firmly believed Naomi to be a future leader within the pack. She had all the right qualities, and her confidence even impressed Vor. As the red femme reiterated what he believed about femmes, he looked slightly smug. It was not because he was searching for confirmation for his belief, but it was always nice to hear that he was correct for his thinking. In truth, he would not have changed in the long run even if she had disapproved. There was no wolf on Anikira that had the power to make him do something against his will. Vorilye was too strong-willed to allow himself to fall at someone else's mercy. He would rather die first. "Naomi, I know that trust must be earned. However, the rewards that you will receive for your trust and loyalty shall far outweigh what you have to put in to receive them," he finally spoke after allowing the femme to get everything out of her system. He was growing tired of the idle chit chat. Though he was not angered by their conversation, he was content to call this particular conversation to a close. "Are you joining me on my patrol, or do you wish to wait here?" the alpha posed the question to his newest pack member. Vorilye was quite anxious to see just what this femme was capable of, though patrols would not do much to indicate that. He needed a hunt or a fight to test her. He needed to see if she was Descai material or if he had misjudged. "Oh, and Naomi? Welcome to Descai," he announced with a smirk, his smile curving lazily across his face. Her comments about getting lost in the mix or earning the rank of Descai literally made the brute laugh out loud. "I don't treat wolves inferior unless they give me a reason to do so. I have had two omegas, and yet both of their crimes have far outweighed anything that I believe you may do. Don't do the crime, and you will not receive the punishment. I am fair enough in that aspect." The alpha brute was not one to throw around punishments just for the sake of watching others squirm; he reserved the latter for Shayde. It was always interesting to see his beta uncomfortable and questioning herself. It made Vorilye know that he was truly in control, and Shayde was his advisor, just the way it should be. "Now, if we have all of that settled, shall we be on our way?" Count | 662 words Muse | Really good. Tags | Naomi Notes | This didn't flow as well as I wanted it to, but it's probably because I just posted Anubis for the first time and possibly because I got about four hours of sleep. Oh well.

[jinket]

Promises,
And it still feels all so wasted on myself.

Naomi, indifferently, was a very different being indeed and Alpha accepting so quickly and taking her, what seemed, under his arm made her feel wanted. It made her feel like being different was okay for now and could continue on as such. Naomi, however, did not let these feelings go to her head as she might have as a young child. Instead, she would try her best to get to know him, yet keep her own self at a bit of a distance. No feelings could come from her, expect the respect given being a member of the pack. With all of this thinking, she felt herself getting restless with the last few hours of dark though she made sure to listen to the brute as he spoke to her.

Trust. Trust would perhaps be her greatest flaw, at the moment anyway. Naomi hardly trusted her own self, though she didn't show such a perplex feeling to anyone. How she could she trust the lupine that would be forced around her? Needless to say, she doubted she would get along with the all of them or even most of them. But sense when did she constantly need company? Naomi wouldn't let herself need others, the reason for her current state. That and a laziness of hunting. She was a grand hunter, but unless her stomach was growling loudly, the hunger pains could be ignored for a bit of exploring, searching for anything that she needed to store in that complex mind of hers. Photos were taken with those blue orbs and stored away for the daylight when she dreamed slept heavily. Suddenly, she said. "I don't normally wake in the daylight hours." It was quite sudden when she spoke and clearly out of the blue, but Naomi figured she'd say it before it slipped her mind. That, and it avoided her talking anymore of trust. The first topic, she marked in her mind, to stay away from for now.

Upon his question, she nodded that petite dome. " I do believe I'll come along and get the lay of the land, if anything." In seconds, she was on her paws and began striding off for a moment, before pausing. Her view was turned behind her as she looked at him and briefly smiled. "Hm, lets just hope the welcoming of your other members is much like your own." It was a bit of sarcasm, but Naomi would make a joke about it. To her, she didn't care if they liked her or not. She'd protect them with her life, as asked by Alpha, but they'd do the same for her. Naomi wouldn't be going into a battle, blind to the intentions around her. Now, she turned her head forward and shrugged. "We don't grow up believing we'll do any kind of crime, but then no plan ever works out." Naomi wouldn't ever, at least she didn't think, do anything to hurt the pack purposely. Hurting others wasn't a goal, or gain in life for her.

"Quite so, Alpha" And then that stride of hers was picked up once more. With small limbs, Naomi resorted to quick strides rather than trying to lengthen her own like other lupine. She found her way of moving quite suiting and kept up with any around her, normally. Naomi didn't really travel with anyone. Seen now were her quick steps and light footed ways. Naomi hardly made a sound as she moved across the flat ground, dodging any bushes in her way. Her words couldn't be found and so she stayed quiet, allowing the air around them to fill with silence. He would break before she uttered a peep to shatter the ever loving silence. Chilly air fluttered through her grungy pelt and wavered back. It stank of ocean salt, dirt, and the prairie she'd been laying on when he found her.