Wandering into a Mystery [Open/Joining]

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Maitryi was intently focused on how her paws slowly sank into the desert sand with every step she took. As she glanced behind her to the deserted sand she had already encountered, she noticed small imprints where her paws had been. She wasn't sure if she should be worried about this, that maybe someone would decide to follow her tracks, but decided against the thought. She couldn't spot any wolf along the horizon, so she doubted she was being stalked by anyone. The Arabian Wolf was in a fairly good mood today, there was no reason to be in a bad one.

At first, Maitryi had thought she may have been entering a wolf pack's territory, but she could see no signs of life anywhere. She wondered why this was so. Was there some type of danger lurking in this desert area that she was unaware of? She shook her head to rid herself of the thoughts that were about to appear, but the thoughts came anyway despite her failed attempt to prevent it. "Is my father here?" Maitryi immediately felt extremely vulnerable again, out here in the open. She began sauntering across the warm sand at a quicker pace, becoming more alert of her surroundings. While doing so, she noticed an absolute horrid smell that lingered in the air.

Her nose crinkled in reaction to the scent that had flooded her nostrils until she could smell nothing else. She was unsure of exactly what the scent was coming from, but she did not think it was a pleasant odor at all, and it almost seemed familiar. She shut her eyes tight, trying to remember when she had ever smelled this before. She then recognized the scent. It was ash. She started noticing small black specks mixed in with the billions of grains of sand. She stopped walking and squinted her eyes to allow her to see through the sudden fog that had surrounded her, causing her to feel a strong pang of confusion and helplessness. She could barely see two feet in front of her anymore.

"Where am I? Is this some sort of trap?" Questions she had no answers for began entering her brain. She thew her head back and howled a cry for help, loud enough to hear a mile away. Her fear flooded the call, as well as her desperation, but Maitryi had no way of knowing this. All she had heard of her howl was a low murmur. Her hearing was progressively becoming worse now, and she felt even more hopeless than before, if that was possible. Maitryi was normally a very calm wolf, but she began to panic. She scurried across the ash and sand, not realizing what direction she was heading in, not caring. She broke out into a full sprint, coughing frequently as smoke and ash was sucked into her lungs.

At last, she could run no longer. The thick air made it difficult for her to breathe, so she collapsed in the sand instead, her body completely sprawled out in a heap of wolf. She desperately hoped that a wolf would find her here. She hoped the wolf would kill her, so she could escape the suffering her lungs were currently going through. Her chest was heaving, and her tongue lolled out of her mouth, just barely touching the sand. She no longer had the strength to keep her own tongue inside of her mouth.

"Rescue me," she thought as she drifted into unconsciousness. The smoky fog still lingered in the air, but it was visibly receding.

OOC: Sorry this is so bad. I was trying to get it done quickly. Also, sorry for the lack of a signature graphic and table. I will be working on those tomorrow. -.-

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[atrb=background,http://img201.imageshack.us/img201/1830/rasmid.png] Wysheid had been relinquished for a little while, allowing her to do her own thing. The brute had told her that the rest were down south within Xisyn, safe. Certainly none of them would look forward to this news, the Occasus seemed desolate of life. Its' former glory had completely diminished, some of the Alpha's pride had vanished with it. He could not have saved their home, how was he supposed to prevent the lava from raining down? Pievunt-An was simply cruel, it had ripped hope straight from the red brute's maw. Still, Rasalas would not give up. Pain was evident within his irritated golden optics. Ash and soot were clinging to his pelt once more and the Aughgar was no longer an option. That river was more filthy than himself, which was quite a repulsive thought. 'Why can't anything just settle down,' his head swung lowly as his paws padded him back towards the mountain. Smoke still clung to the air, stealing every ounce of life from this land. The once gorgeous plants had burned into nothingness, just like his dreams. 'I was just telling Calandra about these,' a shiver ran up his spine. It had not been long ago that he had accepted that female into the pack and they were talking about the delightful foliage sprouting up at the base of the volcano. "You destroyed yourself there, bitch," he spat at Pievunt-An as he drifted past. Anger pulsated throughout his mind, betrayal that his own land would cause such hell. These wolves all needed a home and they trusted the Occasus, many had lived there for the majority of their lives. Now, they were rejected. Rasalas knew they would move on and begin again; yet, his mind was still speckled with the red rage. A shrill cry for help burned his audits as the lava had and for a moment the brute's hackles were on end. The calling had certainly sounded desperate, pained almost - and damn near scared him to death. His reflexes had grown quick and the Alpha was able to bring his muscular form to a sprint almost instantly. Lungs gasped, pleading to be rid of the ash; however, he had not found the source of the call. There would be no stopping, the brute was rather stubborn to say the least. His golden optics burned as they searched throughout the haze and ash for the canine that needed assistance, and sure enough it did not take him long to find her. "Are you -" his words were cut off by the vision of what initially appeared to be a dead wolf. 'Is this what Algethi and Adhara look like?' his chest burned at the thought of his siblings looking as lifeless as this female before him did. A slight rise and fall within her, 'she's alive.' It certainly was not going to be pleasant for the femme, but the Alpha was not leaving her in the dirtiest part of the Occasus in such a state. His teeth grabbed firmly to the extra skin upon her back and he was forced to slowly drag her across the ground. Muscles rippled as they flexed beneath his russet pelt, attempting to pull the female faster without hurting her. The last thing Rasalas wanted was blood upon his paws, even if this creature was not a member of his pack. It did not matter who it was, Pievunt-An was snagging lives as fast as she could. Minutes passed like years, but the brute managed to get her to a part of the land where the water hadn't been completely contaminated. It still had quite a murky hue, but there was still an opaque sense about it. 'She will need to drink, even if it makes her sick.' Flashbacks hit him - he recalled waking up after the initial eruption had hit. His body was weary even after a few solid hours of sleep, but the Alpha had managed to drag himself to a creek. The cool water felt glorious within his organs, until he profusely began to vomit. For the rest of his life, he would be thankful that none had witnessed such an embarrassing event. His large head lowered itself and using his muzzle he nudged the femme slightly, praying that she would bring herself to move. "Darling, are you okay?" a whine pleaded to be heard, but the brute managed to stifle it. He simply could not whimper out of worry for a wolf that he did not know. That was not the type of leader he wanted for his pack. They deserved someone strong and capable, that's what he was going to be giving them. "Darling," he repeated softly. A few steps away, the brute was studying the female closely. She was laying quite close to the water, enough so that she would have barely needed to move in order to drink. "I hope I didn't hurt you," his golden orbs shifted away from the currently quiet female, tone so soft that Maitryi may not have even heard him. OoC| I hope you don't mind that I powerplayed her a bit, if you would like I can change it

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[atrb=width,500,true][bg=purple] Forgotten memories of her broken childhood danced in Maitryi's mind. She saw images of her mother, Kali, attempting to soothe her cries after a brutal beating from her father. Those were the early days, before Mai had learned that it was much easier to simply shut her mouth and quit sobbing, even as a small pup. Another memory flooded her hazy thoughts. It was the night her mother left. Of course she had always remembered that night, she always would, but she had never depicted such detail as this time. Her father, full of insane rage, had just collapsed on the ground, scratching vigorously at his face and ears. Maitryi was in the so-called "family den," which was really more like a space where blood stained the walls, and sometimes Maitryi was able to find sleep. She was observing her father's strange actions, worried and confused. She had an awful feeling stirring inside her that this was a representation of what was about to happen to her when Damon was finished with his tantrum. Kali was supposedly hunting, but Maitryi had soon figured out it was a lie. The full moon lit up the night, casting shadows on the sandy ground. Maitryi's eye caught a silhouette of her mother running. She was running away, never turning back, without even saying goodbye... The femme was slowly gaining consciousness again. The memories vanished from her mind, bringing her back to reality once more. The first of her senses to return was that of smell. She sniffed the air, her nose slightly twitching, and stopped breathing entirely. 'Is there another wolf here?' She was sure there was. She resumed breathing, she could feel her heart nearly beating out of her chest. For some reason, she had no control over her body and could not bring herself to open her eyes. She sniffed once more, sensing that the wolf was a brute and was dangerously close to her. 'This cannot be true. I'm probably going crazy from all of the smoke.' She soon gained the ability to open her eyelids, however, the bright sunlight that was beating down on her sooty fur blinded her for a few moments. She blinked a few times, her face looking dazed and confused, until she could see again. Her vision was clouded, like looking through dirty glass, but she managed to focus enough so she could make out basic figures and shapes and immediately caught sight of the wolf standing above her. The sight had startled her, she had believed that the scent of the wolf was merely a hallucination. She jumped to her feet, much too quickly than she should have, and nearly fell into the water behind her. As her vison became clearer, she scanned the male, while taking a defensive stance, her ears leaned back, her tail low, her lips curled slightly, revealing her razor sharp teeth, hoping the male had no intention of hurting her. Ther fur along her spine stood erect, making an attempt to look larger. She began looking over the male carefully, who was almost double Mai's size, and soon realized he looked slightly concerned, not at all aggressive. She relaxed a bit, and continued to look over the wolf. She noticed his body was quite muscular, as well as the fact that he looked well-fed. His size was the only thing that made Maitryi nervous, otherwise he did not seem to be much of a threat anymore. Her eyes darted around, glancing at her ash-covered surroundings, noticing this was a place completely foreign to her. She had absolutely no clue as to where she was. She then returned her focus to the brute, fixing her stance to become more of a confident, but relaxed look, though she felt not a bit of either of these things. "Who are you, exactly?" she questioned the brute, her voice as rough and course as sandpaper, briefly reminding her other own father. Her tone was in no way rude, if anything it was pleading. Maitryi cleared her throat and continued with, "And how did I get here?" Her voice was crystal clear that time, her words leaving her lips almost like a song without a tune. Of course, Maitryi could not know this, she could barely pick out her own words anymore without any lips to read. Suddenly, Maitryi realized how extremely dry her mouth was, and how much thirst had come over her. She spotted the murky water out of the corner of her eyes, but did not feel comfortable turning her back on the brute just yet. Plus, if he decided to answer her questions while her back was turned, she would in no way be able to hear what he had to say, leaving the brute to think she had ignored her. She was curious of what he had to say, too. She stared intently at him, awaiting an answer to her questions. She focused her eyes on his lips, hoping she could read his lips well enough. She had been out of practice, she had not spoken to another wolf in at least a week. She wondered for the first time why this wolf was here with her. Was he the one who had brought the ash and smoke? Impossible. No wolf has that amount of power. There must have been a fire of some sort. She considered the possibility that the wolf had maybe followed her tracks, maybe he was simply watching her body slowly diminish into nothing, watching to see if she would die. This may be a sick kind of entertainment for him. She wasn't exactly sure, but she hoped he would give a decent explanation so she could understand why this brute wanted to have anything to do with Maitryi. A sharp pain was developing on the skin of her back, she could feel the sting of minor scratches and scrapes. However, she was completely lost as to how she had received them. She soon felt a pool of hot, sticky blood beginning to make a small sodden patch in her fur, turning it a reddish brown color. An old wound from her father's abuse must've opened itself up again. But how? Maitryi's eyes filled with anguish, the pain was increasing, she felt the need to clean the blood from her coat, but could not brake her stare at the Red Wolf brute standing before her. She pleaded to herself that the male would not notice the blood, she did not want to know what his reaction would be. She attempted focusing on the Brute's eyes, they were quite beautiful, but of course she would not share this with the wolf.

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[atrb=background,http://img201.imageshack.us/img201/1830/rasmid.png] Patiently the Alpha waited; yet, it did not take a lengthy amount of time to receive a response from the female before him. The Arabian's breathing shifted slightly, her body filling itself with life once more. A sigh of happiness passed his lips, 'she lives.' For a moment Rasalas had nearly believed that she was merely a dead canine from long ago, how long had it taken him to reach her. The brute could hardly even recall, he thought his actions had been swift - but in reality who knew? Only the two of them were there and clearly both were oblivious to the answer. A slight flicker overcame the tip of his tail, eagerly pleased that there was life filling the canine's form before him. The red one was at quite a loss for what he would have done should the female be dead. His weight shifted slightly, a concerning golden gaze still cast upon the femme; ever wondering how she had stumbled upon his lands to begin with. 'My scent markers are clearly gone now,' this was the sad reality of the eruption. As the femme rose, she nearly toppled into the water. A vision flooded his mind of Aowyn, the poor thing had nearly done the same thing upon seeing the muscular canine. Strange how things like that worked out, a slight smile passed over his features for a brief moment. Certainly Aowyn and all of the others were still safe within Xisyn, he would not permit any of them to be put into danger. Tassos had no warriors, which was quite depressing; yet, it was the reality of it. They were a hunting group, but still a functioning family. The Alpha felt certain that if it was a life or death scenario - they would be able to slaughter. They all came from broken families, they were all torn within - right? He brought himself to believe such truths anyway. As the female straightened her stance before him, Rasalas's optics narrowed upon her. 'Is she attempting to stand up to me?' His head shook slowly, no this small canine had to be acting out of concern for her health more than anything. After all, she did just wake up in a different area to where she passed out. He supposed that was understandable, even if it was a bit of an annoyance. By now he was able to control the undying flame, at least more so than before, rage would always be lurking within the back of his mind. His own head raised itself between rigid shoulder blades, red fur now littered with ash from rushing about in an attempt to save Maitryi. "I am Rasalas, Alpha of Tassos," his voice was stoic, "May I now request who are you?" A sliver of a grin peeked at his features, giving his dominant stance more of a relaxed appearance. As feeble as the attempt may have been, he wished to express to the Arabian that he did not want to harm her. Quite the contrary actually, he had saved her life. A chuckle pecked its' way from his lips as he turned his crania back to face the direction of the volcano. The terrain was significantly clearer than before, but by no means what it had been. "I am not sure how you came upon our lands, nor why you came," his tone remained steady even though the volume dropped a bit. Truthfully, the Alpha had assumed that the entirety of the island had heard the massive eruption that had devoured their lands. It had been absolutely frightful, earthquakes shaking absolutely every bit of terrain surrounding them. His mind had only been able to take the pack one way, South. Xisyn was unclaimed and for now would remain their home, if they needed to leave the Occasus then so be it. If their safety was on the line, he would force them to stay. He pulled his mind back towards the present, glance shifting from the mountain to swim across the terrain once more before landing upon the wounded canine before him. "I brought you to the river, you were unconscious by the volcano," with a sigh he took a few steps closer to her. Pain was easily apparent within her features, and even had it been well disguised - Rasalas would have given her a gentle look over anyway. It was simply within his nature, no matter what situation a canine came from the Alpha did not want them wounded. It simply left them room to die, The Occasus claimed many lives. He would not allow hers to be one of them as well. Rasalas made little direct movement to closer examine what he believed to be injuries, soot or blood was hard to distinguish between from a few feet away. 'I'll give her a moment,' it sounded like quite the plan, see what this foreign canine's response was to him.

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[atrb=width,500,true][bg=purple] When it came time for the brute to speak, Maitryi was sure to focus only on his mouth. She wondered if wolves ever noticed when she did this. We're they expecting eye contact? She guessed so, most wolves made eye contact while conversing with one another, none had ever been looking at her lips. As the Red male spoke, she could only pick out a few words. "Rasalas... Alpha... Tassos." She was thankful that she was intelligent enough to figure out what each word meant. She guessed Rasalas was the alpha's name, Tassos was most likely the name of his pack. 'This wolf was an alpha?' She wasn't surprised, he seemed to know the land well enough, he looked capable of leading a pack, and he also seemed like he was being dominant over Maytri, which surprisingly she did not mind at all. She was probably trespassing in his territory, so she respected that he was probably unhappy with her. "I... Request... You?" This time she heard even less, he was speaking too fast for her. She normally would easily be able to know what he was saying, but today she was just out of it. She did know however, that it was a question from the slight change in pitch at the end of the sentence. She then caught sight of a small smile on his face. She did not understand why, but it seemed like a friendly gesture none the less. 'Was he asking for my name? That would be the only logical question right now. She hoped she was correct, because that was what she was going to share with him. "My name is Maytri. I am sorry if I seemed rude before, I respect your desire to protect your lands." Her eyes gleamed with respect for the male, true respect. She could never imagine having a pack in this place, so full of toxic ash and smoke. Why had he chosen here to lead a pack? She did not dare ask him, she did not know quite how she would go about asking him anyway. She did not want to offend him either. Her posture was even more relaxed now, her thirst and pain still attacking her from all directions, however she felt safer now that the male had revealed his identity, though she didn't really know why. This wolf could be lying to her, he could still be a threat to her. But, Maitryi didn't think so. She trusted him, she believed what he had said. 'Not sure... You came... Nor why...' This time she could not decipher enough of the wolf's words, she barely noticed he was speaking to her due to the lower volume, and she could not read his lips as well as she could if he wasn't murmuring as he seemed to be. Instead of trying to speak her acknowledgment that he had spoken to her, she simply nodded her head slightly, afraid she would make a fool of herself attempting to determine what he'd said. She saw him stare at the volcano that was behind him. 'Was that where the ash and smoke had originated from? I did not hear an eruption.' Of course she hadn't heard the eruption, she was practically deaf. Sure, the explosion was probably ear-splitting and violent, but she was much too far away and had virtually no hearing left. She wondered if she would ever feel comfortable enough to admit to this wolf about her inability to hear, she had never told a soul other than her mother. She guessed if the perfect time came, she would share it with the brute, but she didn't expect a time like that to come anytime soon. She was not planning on staying here with him much longer, unless the wolf somehow persuaded her to stay. 'Brought you... River... Unconscious...' Maitryi was shocked. This wolf had brought her here? She couldn't believe it, she knew the wolf was not aggressive, but he had saved her? This could not be true. But, something about the way his eyes were gentle as they looked her over, this caused Maitryi to believe the stranger's words. She did hope, however, that he would not notice her old scars that were for the most part concealed with her thin fur, because she really dint want to speak about her father today. Y-you saved me? But... Why?' She was overwhelmed with emotions including confusion and gratitude. She wasn't exactly sure how to feel. The brute was beginning to approach her, looking her over once more, but the Arabian did not become hostile, she barely noticed his movements. She was right. This wolf was trustworthy. Her tail gave a small wag, her eyes admiring the wolf that stood above him. 'He could have left me there, nobody would blame him for that. But instead he saved me. Why?' No wolf had ever taken action when she was in danger before, her mother loved her dearly, but in no way did she ever attempt to defend her when she was being abused. This wolf who she had never met, had done more for her than her mother ever did, and this made Maitryi quite emotional. 'Somebody cares.'

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[atrb=background,http://img201.imageshack.us/img201/1830/rasmid.png] His golden eyes traced the line of sight he had upon his terrain. It was once so beautiful, it had been their home. It was diverse in foliage, since at one point there had been lush flora at the base of Pievunt-An. Eyelids fluttered shut to better mask himself from the destruction that had overcome the Occasus. Beauty was gone, but the Alpha was not sure if that meant that Tassos needed to expand or merely leave. Certainly there would be little prey here now, but maybe they could make it work. His mind was still full of clutter and concern. He didn't know what would become of Tassos if they stayed purely within the Occasus, it could bring the death of them. Such a thought brought his attention back towards the new femme. Perhaps she had not realized what hellfire had rained upon them, maybe she was new to the island. Such thoughts concerned Rasalas much less, he was concerned about the amount of deaths to have occurred. After all, she seemed quite near to ending her life from the mass amounts of smoke and debris. What others had cried out when he wasn't near? Sure, they were just loners, but they had been a life the same as him. 'What if Algethi or Adhara had wandered into this mess?' A pang of agony flared in his chest, his siblings would not have died from this chaos. They were too young, innocent and pure. Demons could not possibly have overran them, charring their precious flesh to become merely ash. Maitryi had been lucky that the red brute was so near and blessed with such strength. Rasalas had been blessed with his own escape and the pack's survival. All were recovering quite nicely, they would all be okay. His tail wagged a few times, they were slow and exhausted movements but showed his happiness nonetheless. She seemed to be recovering from her unconscious state, which was quite a good sign. "It is a pleasure to meet you Maitryi, even if it was under such unfortunate circumstances," he took a few slow steps past the femme to gaze into his reflection within the waters. Certainly they were cleaner than when he had met Wysheid; yet, they still did not hold their crystalline perfection. Either way, his anxiety alongside the heat had caused him quite the thirst. Before permitting himself a drink he turned back to the female once more, "I only wish I could protect my land from Mother Nature." His skull lowered itself, tongue delicately tasting the slightly dirty water. It would do for now until he could make his way back towards Xisyn. A discussion would need to be brought up, did they stay - go - or expand. The options were numerous now. The Alpha hardly noticed her silence as he drank, forgetting that he had asked why she was here. It was strange to think that any canine would wander into such destruction, but perhaps she really had not known. Acerbus was a brighter place than the Occasus now, which was quite a surprise. Rasalas had slunk through that territory on rare occasions, it was a place that he utterly despised. Once more he faced Maitryi, his body reclining to a seated position. She did not seem as if she would attack him, he could permit his body some rest. Muscles were still sore from the amount of work he had been doing, body pleading for a chance to calm itself. The Alpha could rarely grant it such a wish, his life was busy - others were depending upon him for survival. "Yes," his tone was slightly confused. 'Did she expect that no one would save her? Why would a canine hear another's cry for help and merely let them die?' Rasalas knew that there were some cruel creatures in the world, he could easily be one of them, but the thought still caught him off guard. 'Maybe I try harder than others to keep my demons away,' his body shifted forward slightly. His front paws moved themselves in order for the brute to stretch his back slightly. Weary body was beginning to stiffen. The brute had added stress upon himself by rushing Maitryi to safety so abruptly. "I could not let you die," his golden orbs settled upon her facial features. He was intrigued by this canine, wanted to know her story. Even so, he dared not ask. Rasalas was always curious about others, but that did not give him the right to inquire. "Were you alone? Is your family still trapped?" his mind flared up suddenly. He had only heard one cry, but perhaps there were others. If there were, he would have to go back and search for them. The red brute was not one to leave others behind, he hoped that one day good karma would come his way. Fenrir may feel generous and bring his beloved sisters back to his side. If he found them, they would be never leaving his protective side ever again. The Alpha felt alone and empty whenever their voices chimed into his mind.

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[atrb=width,500,true][bg=purple] Maitryi noticed that the wolf seemed quite stressed out and tired. She felt sorrow for the brute, his land had been destroyed by a force he had no control over. She wanted to comfort him, but she had only met him and did not want to cause this conversation to become awkward if he decided to refuse her comfort. She then saw that he seemed somewhat content, he wagged his tail slowly, showing he was pleased she was safe. 'Pleasure to meet... Maytryi... Even... Unfortunate circumstances.' She was able to pick out more words now, she had become more used to the way the brute spoke and the lip movements he made with each sound he spoke. Surprisingly, each wolf appeared to have a different way in speaking, making life even more difficult for the femme to converse with strangers. She smiled sweetly at the wolf, her tail wagging as well, and responded to the large male. "I'm glad I met you, Rasalas." She watched the Alpha approach the dirtied water she desperately needed for her throat to be rejuvenated again. She watched him stare at the reflection that seemed to be staring back at him. The wolf turned back to Maitryi, 'Wish I could protect... From Mother Nature.' She nodded her head solemnly. She knew what he meant, she too had her own personal battles with the force of nature. She prayed that this wolf would receive something positive for a change, from what he had told her, he had been through a lot of troubles lately. 'He deserves better than this.' Rasalas gave the impression that he was a kindhearted soul, and Maitryi liked that about him. The Red brute made it clear he trusted Maitryi, as he was oddly relaxed, which surprised the Arabian. He even felt comfortable enough to sit down, calming Maitryi down even further. This wolf was not going to hurt her. She saw this as a chance to have a quick drink, so she turned to the clouded water and found herself gulping down water like she had some sort of addiction. The water washed down her parched throat, she could feel it sloshing into her empty stomach, which reminded her of her extraordinary hunger. She was able to pry herself away from the water, in time to her a small murmur escape from the brute. She spun around and quickly sat facing him. She hoped she hadn't missed anything important that the brute had to say. "Could not... You die." The femme assumed that the Alpha who was now sitting before her, looking somewhat curiously at her face had said that he could not let her die. Maitryi's heart skipped a beat. Of course, the wolf had only been in the right place at the right time, but Maitryi had never met a wolf who actually cared if she died, let alone one she had barely met. "I come from a background in which nobody would have saved me like you did, Sir Rasalas. I find it extremely kind of you to do something like that for me, and I owe you one.'' She smiled, her emotions were turning more light and fluffy than usual, probably from the smoke, and the fact that she almost died a short time ago. Rasalas's next question left a huge lump in Maitryi's throat. '...Alone? Family... Trapped?' The word repeated in her mind as if it were stuck on replay, 'Family. Family. Family.' The femme shook her head slowly, not knowing how to respond. Did Maitryi even consider her parents family? She didn't know. Maitryi was an honest wolf and decided to share only half of the story with the wolf, which was definitely not considered lying. The Arabian had never told a lie, and did not plan on starting today. "I was alone out there, sir. My mother I have not seen in years, and my father I have just recently abandoned for my own personal reasons." Her voice was emotionless now. Her happiness drained from her body once the memory of her dysfunctional "family" had returned to her. Interacting with other canines sometimes caused her to forget her past, which she thought was very interesting. Her head drooped now both from exhaustion and from the lingering memory of her father. She blinked a few times, and sat more upright, trying to mask her exhaustion. It had been a traumatizing day for the femme and her stomach also grumbled, pleading her to eat enough to fill her up. She tried changing the subject away from family. She would much rather speak to this wolf about something more interesting than the first three and a half years of her life. "Sir, where is your pack? I don't mean to be rude, and I am definitely not planning attack, I'm just curious where you have settled now that your lands have been destroyed." She laughed a small laugh, imagining her of all wolves attempting to ambush this brute's pack. She was not even fourty pounds, attempting such a thing would be considered suicide for a wolf her size. She looked up into his golden orbs, pleading for him to go along with her attempt to turn the conversation to a much lighter subject, instead of trying to explain her history to the curious Alpha.

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[atrb=background,http://img201.imageshack.us/img201/1830/rasmid.png] The brute had simply been in the right place at the right time. Had he been with the others, then Maitryi most likely would have died. Rasalas had not caught the scent of another canine within the Occasus since Wysheid. 'Maybe we should stay within Xisyn,' the thought had now caught his attention multiple times. This desert was proving just how unsafe it really was. The brute was lucky so much of his pack had survived, but that bridge across the water - he was worried about what may lay upon the other side. What dangerous creatures could be lurking around the corner, simply waiting for the opportunity to strike down his territory. It caused a bit of panic to flood him, Tassos was not full of warriors. In fact, the brute did not believe that there was a single one. 'I can deal with that later,' this truly was not a time to clutter his brain. He was beginning to believe that something he had done in a past life was now haunting him. After all, there was little he could think of in this life that would have caused such bad karma. He had cared for his family, until he let his grandparents die. It was to save the younger generation, was he supposed to let them all die? Sometimes he felt that the world was merely out to spite him. It simply wanted to bring him down and cause him chaos. Despite all of that, he was still building a phenomenal pack. Tassos was rapidly growing, even if some of the wolves did not possess many skills. He was content as long as they pulled their own weight, proved to be of some use. Thus far, they all had - much to Rasalas' satisfaction. He dreaded the day that a canine needed to be killed or run out of the pack. One day it would happen, he was fairly positive of that. Slowly his tail curled around his paws, he was satisfied with the way the interaction with the newcomer was going. After all, the poor thing had been practically dead not long ago. "I am pleased to have met you as well," his crania lowered in a slight nod towards her. She seemed to be such a darling, it was a shame that all others seemed to have abandoned her. The female didn't need to be alone, truly none did. It was only right for males to care for their opposites, protect them should it be necessary. At least none had been found dead, not yet anyway. The thought still haunted his mind, kept him up late every night. Rasalas attempted to worry about others because it would distract him from his own evil. His demons could be ignored when his mind was focused upon anything else. 'Being Alpha seems to be quite good for me,' it was giving him more purpose than he had ever imagined to have. The brute exhaled sharply, nearly a coughing sound escaped his maw. 'She owes me one?' This female was not in debt to him because he rescued her. It was a favor he never expected to be repaid. None had ever spoken of owing him anything, it had always seemed to be the other way around. Rasalas would give until his legs snapped, but still most others proceeded to demand more. By now the brute expected nothing less than such treatment. "You do not owe me anything. I did not save you with thoughts of gaining repayment," there was a gentle undertone pecking at the red brute's words. He hoped this femme was not serious, he did not deserve anything. Mother Nature had made that apparent enough. His auds remained alert as Maitryi briefly explained her tale, 'she is alone as well.' At least that meant that her family had not died from the eruption, he had saved the only wolf that was here. So far as he knew anyways. A bit of relief swirled around him; yet, he noticed that look upon her features. The way her emotions seemed to drain away, this was not a topic the foreigner wished to discuss. Rasalas would happily drop it, after all his past tormented him significantly. He did not wish to share that with others. With perfect timing, the femme changed topics. Another soft grin placed itself upon his muzzle, at least speaking of Tassos could bring about some sort of optimism within him. "The rest of Tassos is within Xisyn, a bit south of here. We have been staying down there since the eruption hit, I was here simply to determine if The Occasus can still be inhabited," the sad truth was that he feared it could not be. 'I wonder if she has interest in joining,' the Alpha decided to wait a moment. If Maitryi wished to join, perhaps she would mention it herself.

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Maitryi still did not know why her father felt the need to hurt her the way he did. She assumed it was because he was simply going insane. He wanted others to feel the pain he felt every day internally from his depression. He was not the type of depressed wolf that sat in a corner and did not interact with anyone, he was more depressed as in unhappy with himself and insecure. Instead of talking, he would yowl and growl and bite you until blood soaked both of his pelt. He never attacked hard enough to kill, however he did come very close a few times. If you tried to fight back, it got a lot worse for you. He kept a stash of healing herbs in the cavern so he could slap a few leaves onto wounds carelessly to ensure his two femmes did not die. Her mother often was in charge of gathering the herbs, but the job was passed down to Maitryi the moment she had left. Damon needed them to take his anger out on, and with only Maitryi left, her wounds got larger and her need to get her on her own grew. The brute instructed her how much of each herb he needed and she would simply bring back extra for her own stash and use them when her wounds were bad, which is why her scars are barely visible now. 'I wonder how he is now that both of us are gone.' Maitryi couldn't help but worry about her father. She did not care for him much, but she was afraid he would do anything to find his daughter. Even kill. She knew if he did find her she would most likely be killed herself for running off, but she did not like the idea of others suffering because of her own choices.

"Pleased.. Met you... Too." Maitryi's tail thumped softly on the ground. She loved how polite this brute was. All of the males she had come across throughout her life either wanted to kill her or use her for their own sick pleasure. 'He actually cares.' She hoped the two would remain friends, she needed someone to guide her in her road to recovery, both physically and emotionally. This brute could do wonders for Maitryi. He could reassure her that not all wolves are as evil as her father, even though she was almost certain it was true. He was already beginning to do this by simply sitting here with her, let alone saving her damn life.

The brute seemed surprised when she told him she owed him something in return for saving her. He had made some sort of noise that she could not understand. 'Was that supposed to be words?' Maitryi didn't think so. It was a strange noise from the look of his lips and she thought it was probably a sigh or a cough of some sort. He visibly disagreed with her owing him anything, which upset the Arabian. "Not owe... Anything. Not save... In thoughts... Repayment." His words were kind and gentle, but the femme did not like what they were saying. This wolf was just being ridiculous now. "Don't be silly, Rasalas. You saved me from dying out there in the fucking sand. How do you expect me to go on without helping you out in some way? It may not be something as drastic as saving your life, though I would be happy to do what I could to keep you alive if the time came, but I am going to compensate for your actions. You deserve it." Her voice stayed level and firm, but it was not intended to be rude or nasty in any way. She could not stand to let his deed go unanswered. She would repay him whether he wanted her to or not, it was simply the way she was.

The femme flooded with relief when the Red Wolf went along with her sudden change of subject. 'Tassos... Within Xisyn... South. Staying... Since eruption hit... Here simply... If Occasus... Inhabited." Maitryi was shocked. She had grown up in Xisyn and did not think of it as the most pleasant place to live. Though, now that she thought about it, it was a beautiful place if you subtract the beatings and abuse that occurred there. "Sir, I used to live within that territory. I am quite familiar with the area and the herbs located there. If you ever need some guidance on the subject, let me know." Her voice was sweet now. She understood the many changes of moving to a new place. She had just wandered right into a volcano eruption, hadn't she? The femme let out a short, lighthearted laugh. 'You really were an idiot this time, Mai.' Her yellowish brown orbs settled on his golden ones. The conversation was going well, hopefully it would not take a turn for the worst anytime soon. She was finally enjoying herself for the first time in her entire life.

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[atrb=background,http://img201.imageshack.us/img201/1830/rasmid.png] There were few other canines that showed such a happiness to be in the presence of the red brute; although, he figured this creature had a reason. After all, he did just save her from perishing. Regardless of Maitryi's reasoning, the Alpha found his own tail lightly swaying behind him. He had done a good deed, hopefully one that would aid in bringing him some form of good karma. It seemed that no matter where he trekked in life trouble always followed. It started with the death of his elders and so far had ended with the destruction of his pack lands. 'It makes me stronger,' the thought did bring about a twinge of optimism to his otherwise dark view on life. Looking at his past merely reminded him of all the obstacles he had overcome, and now he was an Alpha. Life had a funny way of making things work out, even if it sent you through hell first. A warm flush overwhelmed his cheeks as the female pressed her point. It was obvious that she really did believe he had done her quite the favor. Maybe he had, living was something that most canines did value - at least their own. He knew not of her history, where she came from and what made her who she was, but the red brute did know that she was a kindhearted and appreciative canine. For a moment the wolf felt special, as if he truly was of some importance to this stranger now. 'I would feel the same if she had saved me,' once more the brute smiled towards the newcomer. No longer could he think of words to even attempt to counter her view, for he would do the same thing. "I do not deserve much, but I am happy for your appreciation," he felt that his words were not the proper ones to have used. His mind was dancing rapidly, it was a struggle for him to formulate a sentence at all now. Feeling so important to a new canine was odd, it had only happened on a few other occasions. 'Don't go there,' the red male was tempted to snarl in order to force the though of the Mexican female from his mind. Somehow he remained silent, this internal war needed to be fought alone. He permitted his back one more stretch and used the time to cast a golden gaze across the terrain. The Alpha did not need an excuse to glance upon his own lands, but he used the extended movement as one anyway. Trespassers could be lurking at any corner, Rasalas was not willing to risk either of their lives. Paranoia was growing within the brute, his family needed to be safe. They really were all that he had now. Should Tassos fall the brute would have nothing. Memories of his success would forever be lurking in the back of his mind, he did not want anymore demons crawling around upstairs. The ones that currently resided there were enough unwanted company for one lifetime. A quicker movement settled within his tail, it was still unknown how severe the others' injuries were. Maitryi could help Scout and Vixen out if they should need it. If not at least she could aid with gathering. Rasalas assumed that the female before him could at leach capture her own food as well, hunting was always useful even if she only caught one little snake. "I do not know how wounded the other wolves in Tassos may be. I left them there while I explored in order to give them rest. My shaman and gatherer may need all the extra help they can get," his glance landed once more upon her. Claws pressed themselves into the ground beneath him. "If you would like to make your home within Tassos you are more than welcome to." The Alpha cared very little if he was not supposed to extend out an offer to the foreigner. Originally Ryala had been founded upon the basis of providing a home for the wounded, now they were merely a shelter for the broken. Either way, Rasalas cared dearly for all of them. One extra canine to help out was never too much, especially since the thought of simply extending the territory was on his mind. Eventually they could reside within The Occasus again, but for now Xisyn was suitable . Why not simply have both? It would be a lot of work for the wolves, but he would propose the idea to his closest members. They could provide him with the ultimate insight.

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Maitryi had never felt this way while interacting with a stranger. She felt a small feeling of enjoyment while speaking with Rasalas. While meeting up with strangers in the past, they were usually kind enough, but they never acted so comfortably, or saved her life. She still could not get over the fact that this brute had saved her. She felt dizzy whenever she thought of it. But even more than that, this wolf had remained with her after dragging her, she assumed, from the danger zone. If it were herself, she most likely would have abandoned the almost lifeless body in order to avoid a bitter reaction when it came time for the wolf to wake up.

As she examined the Alpha once more, looking for signs of irritation from her rather frisky attempt at getting her point across. He clearly understood her view, and did not look as if he was about to continue the slight argument any longer. The larger wolf seemed to be at a loss for words at first, but soon he did respond. 'Not deserve much... Happy... Appreciation." The femme was not impressed at all, and neither was Rasalas by the look of his face. Maitryi was almost positive his mind was currently wandering elsewhere, but he quickly snapped himself out of whatever he was thinking of. 'He could just explain what is really on his mind. I would never be judgemental.' A whimper almost escaped her throat, but she would never allow that. She wanted to know what was going on inside of the brute's skull, but she did not dare ask him. She was merely a loner who he had just met, he would not want to share something as important to him as what ever he may have been thinking of.

The male stretched once more, giving her a chance to stretch her neck around so that she could see her scraped back. She used her pink tongue to gently lick some of the blood away, but it tasted too much like ash. Her face crinkled and she decided she would simple rid her coat of the stuff later on in a river or something. Her head sung back around to its normal position, the taste still lingering within her mouth. 'Not know how wounded... Other wolves in Tassos... Left them there... Explored... Shaman and gatherer... Extra help...' The femme was unfamiliar with the word "shaman," she had never been a member of a pack and she assumed it was a term for a specific rank having to do with herbs. She would not ask the wolf to specify this information, she hated the embarrassment of having a wolf think she was not as smart as they. She was quite intelligent, however she did not have a large amount of experience living in the real world. She was pretty much cooped up for the majority of her life, forbidden to speak to any wolf other than her mother and father.

She nodded a friendly nod, not quite knowing how to respond. She was not sure if she was prepared to help out anyone she did not know if she had no real connection to them. She would do so if Rasalas wanted her to of course, she had promised she would help him out, but she did not know who his shaman and gatherer were and she did not know if they would act as kindly towards a stranger as this brute had. Out of the corner of her yellow-brown orbs, she caught sight of claws digging into the sandy ground. She couldn't help but feel worried. 'What was this wolf planning to do?' What came out of the Alpha's mouth next nearly caused her to drop dead right there in front of him. 'If you... Home within Tassos... More than welcome...' Her eyes widened with pure surprise. She was close to blurting out the word, 'Yes,' but she saved herself.

She truly wanted to join him and his pack, she thought it would be wonderful, but she knew there was a drawback to simply accepting his offer. 'If Rasala knew about my hearing problems, he would not be so quick to offer a place in Tassos. He would probably walk away without another word.' She now felt a pang of guilt for feeling as if the wolf cared. He just wanted another member. He had no actual feelings for the femme, and even if he had, they would vanish after hearing about her disability. She sighed and allowed her head to droop, she needed to tell him. She would feel absolutely horribly if she denied him without an explanation, and Maitryi always told the truth. "Thank you very much for the offer, but I'm afraid you would not want me if you knew the truth." She paused for a few moments. 'Am I really ready to watch the one wolf that almost cared about me slip away?' She wasn't. But she needed to be. She needed to tell this kind brute the truth.

"Rasalas... She did not know how to go about telling him, so she decided to just put the words out there. 'I am deaf.' She believed this was easier than explaining that she in fact was not completely deaf, only very close to it. She awaited his response, not even watching his lips. She knew what he was going to say. He was going to tell her that he could not possibly accept a deaf wolf, he was going to say it in some sort of sugar-coated way, but she knew that he did not want her anymore. She would be an annoyance to him. Of course, Maitryi was sure that she could handle pack life. She, herself, had never felt as if her deafness had ever held her back, however she was aware that wolves often judged before they truly knew. Sure, Rasalas had been extremely kind to her and all, but when it came to tough subjects such as this, he was probably just like all the rest.

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[atrb=background,http://img201.imageshack.us/img201/1830/rasmid.png] Rasalas was not exactly certain where he had gained such concern for others. His parents had always been kind and rather typical wolves, they were nothing excessively special. They had guided him and provided him with life; yet, when in the face of danger he had let them die. Right before not only his eyes, but the two little ones as well. 'Is that why the gods took them from me?' his darling sisters had been his world. He was tempted to turn himself away from this female and run. Not because he wished to be away from her, it was simply due to the rage building within his chest. When the demons began to regain their power then it was time for isolation. Rasalas refused to allow himself the opportunity to physically or verbally harm one of his family members. If they left, the red brute would have nothing. His entire life would simply be a waste. There were so many opportunities that had passed him by, or that he had destroyed. Hurting his new family would not be one of them. He needed to sort things out with his wolves. More ranks needed to be given, his family could take on responsibility. Rasalas needed to extend them trust, if it was broken that was when they could feel his wrath. Until then, the mental concerns were going to remain sheltered. Scout was the only one who even had a glimpse of the darkness inside of him. All the others were blinded by his kind exterior. 'It is for the best, none should know of my heartache, my rage... the unspeakable desires.' A wave of frost surrounded his marrow, it nearly cause a visible shiver from the Alpha. He did not know how his legs managed to still hold him whilst so much turmoil was cascading within his body. Tassos could always use more members, everyone deserved a refuge. It was vital for a creature to have shelter, food, water and companionship. Despite what he tried to tell himself, Rasalas was alone. Certainly he loved his family, but there was a certain closeness that he desired. It was brought about by the demons within his mind, mating season was merely making it worse. His nostrils could smell the females around them and he wanted to take all of them. But he never had. His body remained in control through practice and isolation. One day he would either snap or find someone true for himself. There was the chance that he could do both, but the red wolf was attempting to remain optimistic. It was the only way that things would proceed to get better for himself. Initially the Alpha took her words as rejection. He had extended her an offer into his home, she was allowed to meet his family. That was a risk for him if there was even a twinkle of doubt about Maitryi. As she spoke of her disability, the look upon Rasalas' face changed. It seemed as if it was saying 'is that all?' Being deaf was not an issue within his eyes; although it did explain her silence towards some of his remarks. She simply must not have understood him. "Darling! Being deaf is nothing to be ashamed of and it is not a reason for you to be denied a home anywhere," the brute was taken aback by his own words. They were true, but the shock within them was more than likely going to be apparent to the femme as well. 'How could someone deny her for that?' Many members of Tassos had disabilities of varying degrees. Some of them that the Alpha was unaware of. Of course Rasalas was no exception, whole his body was in stellar condition - his mind was the exact opposite. The evils, he tried to disguise by performing good deeds, gnawed at his mind daily. Sometimes he even fought with them to the point of vomiting and severe headaches. The thought of Aries pranced into his mind, she really was to blame for his acceptance of others. As much as the red canine now despised her, she had taught him that a creature was not defined by a disability. For a few weeks she had toyed with his heart and broken any hope he had of finding love, but she awoke a respect and compassion for the wounded. Until now, Rasalas had hardly realized this, let alone acknowledge it as a reason for his kindness to the wounded. "Maitryi? Did you know the Alphess of Ryala, the pack that I was originally a part of, was blind. Totally blind for her entire life. You being deaf does not make you inferior to any other wolf," sincerity was evident within the brute. His eyes were full of compassion and concern. This poor female did not need to dislike herself due to something that she could not change. That would only make her despise life. Every single creature deserved a family. The red brute had believed himself undeserving of such comfort, but it was being brought to him. Every day, Rasalas was beginning to believe that he was worth some good fortune.

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The femme's mind raced to a flashback, one that she remembered often. Her father had her pinned to the ground, her own sticky blood caked her fur. The outraged brute was snarling and barking directly into her audits, causing her whole head spin. She could not escape, physically nor mentally, the torture he was putting her through. Her face showed so much pain and distrust, his showed only anger and cruelty. The Arabian's stomach churned at the thought of the noise. Back then, she could hear loud and clear, but now that had been snatched away from her by her own kin. She believed that her disability was just the way things were. Could it have been prevented? Sure, but in Maitryi's eyes her own father was some evil force that could not have been stopped at any cost.

Back in reality, she half watched as Rasalas's face showed a sliver of confusion, as if he thought there was more to her reasoning. "What more am I supposed to say, brute? That deep scars cover my entire body? That the memory of my own father still haunts me to this day? That my mother abandoned me without saying a word? That I still love her even after she did that to me?" On the inside, her heart boiled with hatred. Not towards the Red Wolf, but towards her own life. Why did others always seem so fortunate, and then she was stuck with this hell? On the outside, her posture was uncomfortable. She had just shared with this stranger something she had never shared with any wolf, ever. An empty spot in her remained where the words had been before she released them. She felt lighter now, free from the burden of her secret. Her eyes glanced upwards once more, just in time to process his words.

"Darling... Deaf... Nothing to... Ashamed of... Not a reason... To be denied... Anywhere." She shook her head slowly in agreement. She had never actually been denied a home because of her disability. She had never told anyone. But the fear of being rejected always loomed within her, ready to attack when the time came. She then wondered what sort of tone he was speaking in. If he was being completely careless and sarcastic, she would have no clue. His face showed concern, maybe a hint of shock, but his face could be lying. "Eyes never lie." The femme had learned this years ago. As she scanned the brutes eyes, she filled with relief, he cared. She smiled as she looked admiringly at the much larger animal. "How did he remain so composed? Did he ever feel even a hint of anger?" She was sure he did, he did seem to have a small edge to him. The way his eyes seemed to burn when he thought things to himself gave her a reason to question his sincerity.

As he explained about the Alphess, Aries, Maitryi's heart crumbled. Rasalas's eyes were flooded with compassion and concern for her well-being. "Eyes don't lie." The words drifted through her mind. Aries seemed like some sort of legend, one whose story would have been told to pups to boost their own confidence. Maitryi was nothing like the femme the Red brute described. She was merely a lost wolf not knowing where to go. However, his words did succeed in boosting her confidence slightly. "Thank you, Rasalas," her eyes beamed with true emotions she could not explain. She felt almost willing. Willing to tell this wolf anything she had to say, anything that happened to escape from her muzzle he seemed to turn into something positive. It sort of made her nervous. She truly was not ready to share much more with him, but the feeling was growing inside of her that she could indeed trust him.

"It pleases me that you can see past things such as being deaf, or blind. If you are still interested in allowing me to join Tassos, I would be happy to." Her eyes pleaded for him to say yes, but her heart would not know which way to go if he did.

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[atrb=background,http://img201.imageshack.us/img201/1830/rasmid.png] Rasalas was still amazed by the cruelty some canines could offer to those with disabilities. They were not useless, wastes of life simply because they could not see or hear. The Alpha was disgusted, partially with himself. After all, he had let the elders die. It would be a constant war within his brain. Was it right to simply save the younger generation and forget about the older? Perhaps his parents had not instilled such great moral values within their son after all. Especially since he continued beating himself up over the entire situation. A wave of disappointment swam across his optics for a brief moment before it tucked itself away once more. This was not the time to do this; however, it seemed Rasalas had little choice in the matter. His brain was going to fill itself with whatever useless shit it deemed worthy at the time. Refocusing his vision, the brute set it upon the femme he had just saved. Thing had changed quite a bit in the few hours that they had spent together. Maitryi went from being an unconscious life form into a friendly canine. Rasalas was more than pleased with this, his tail continued to gently swing behind him. It was to be expected that he felt good about himself for saving a creature, but most of his happiness was at the mere fact that the female did not die. Little of it did he direct to himself, the demons craved for him to allow his ego to grow. That alone was enough to humble the red brute into thinking more of others, the evil could not show itself. "I would not take such an offer back, welcome to the pack," his smile grew upon his muzzle. Even his eyes glittered with happiness at her acceptance, perhaps he did come off as desperate, but Rasalas enjoyed being able to offer refuge to the wounded. Nothing brought him more pure joy than knowing that he rescued a lost life. "Come with me, we can go to Xisyn where the others are. Hopefully you can become acquainted with some of our other members," the brute nodded his head a few times, as if it would solidify his words as a solid truth. Rising to his paws, the brute turned away from the subordinate for a moment, awaiting her to rise and follow him as well. He certainly did not find Xisyn to hold the amount of beauty that the Occasus once did; yet, it would be their home now all the same. As Maitryi rose to follow, the brute led them back south towards the boulders. That was a spot he would forever remember, that was where Tassos had first gathered. The pack's new beginning had been solidified then, now Ryala could be forgotten. It was merely a brief moment of hell that had passed over them, it was not the future. The thought brought more life to his step as he proceeded on his journey with Maitryi back towards their family. End Thread.

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OoC| Chaika gave me permission to powerplay Maitryi. And ew this was short.

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