Arrival [OPEN]

[iqaluit]

Iqaluit woke up with a mouth full of sand and burning eyes. Had she fainted? And where was she now?

She squinted her eyes as she looked up and around. She was on a beach. There was no one around except for a few seagulls sitting on a rock. It must have been low tide because the rock was covered in seaweed.

She gets to her feet and takes a big breath. The faint scent of other wolves filled her snout. Was she trespassing? If so, the pack would most certainly be on their way since the winds where against her.

With a large sigh, Iqaluit walked away from the spot the tide had brought her in. Her instincts pointed her north, and so she went on her way, eager to explore this new place.

After hours of walking Iqaluit comes to the bottom of a mountain range. But every step brought her closer to a packs territory and she knew if she overstepped her boundaries it might mean her death. So she continued to walk, but away from the mountains.

On her walk, Iqaluit found many new things she had never seen before. New animals, new plants, and many new smells. It was almost overwhelming for Iqaluit because there was only a small amount of smells in the Arctic and she new if there was something different in the territory.

The only thing she did not see were other wolves. There were a lot of signs of them, but none in sight. Maybe that was a good thing.

She sat down under a lone tree and began to think of this as a blessing. Maybe the gods gave her this opportunity to start over. But now, Iqaluit would not have the chance to get revenge on her Mother for killing her Grandmother.

Iqaluit shook her head to try and get rid of the bad thoughts, and bring in new. Maybe she would be accepted and respected among others. Be looked up to by pups and asked for her opinion on problems others were facing.

She thumped her tail at the thought of happiness. Maybe she would finally find peace.

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It felt good to be home and upon his own terrain. Only recently had he spoke of his claim upon these lands; yet, it felt as of he had spent lifetimes upon the island already. There was a certain security knowing that only water surrounded their home, it made the brute believe that they were truly invincible. Over time the followers of Fenrir would grow, his pack becoming stronger every passing day. The brute was proud of himself, not only for claiming Ina'mos, but for the pretty little female who had also joined him. Together they would rule, even though the brute refused to believe that she held any authority over him. After all, he was the large beast of control - she was merely a doll in comparison. Even so, the brute believed that they had the ability to possess a perfect family.

Paws had confidently carried the Kenai's heavy body across the island, he was ensuring that the territory was strongly marked. There would be no excuse for loners to avoid summoning him when they arrived. Disrespect was not taken lightly by the Alpha brute, but he liked to believe that within he was a kind spirit. Although, it would seem that any found something quite off with him. He pitied their stupidity and ignorance, prayed that one day they would learn of the good lord above. It was true that Fenrir provided for all of them, granted them skills and abilities in order to aid others. As a whole they would truly thrive, they were a complete unit lacking any flaws. None could bring them down, it would be a waste of effort for any to try.

Nostrils flared eagerly accepting his own scent, pride growing with each passing moment. Perhaps it had taken several years to find the perfect territory because he had not been ready. His own spiritual growth was vital to the lives of his pack mates, by now the Alpha was no longer naive. The brute believed himself to be wise beyond the comprehension of any living creature, all thanks to the lovely Fenrir who brought him a vast expanse of knowledge. Upon his sharp inhalation, the brute detected something amiss. There was another upon his lands, one that he did not grant permission to. Instantly the brute felt annoyed by the presence of another. 'The family needs to grow,' he knew such a thing to be the truth; however, that did not dissipate his slight irritation.

With swiftness, the brute increased the speed of his paces. Eyes rapidly searched the terrain, hoping to catch sight of the foreign creature upon such divine soil. A low growl threatened to break free from his chest; yet, with much force he managed to stifle it. There was no need to potentially scare off a new pack mate. It would be foolish to do so with the pack being so new, he could weed out the unworthy at a later date; once their power and ultimate rule over Ina'mos had been established. Until then, he would approach with a gentlemanly authority, similar to the way he greeted Ahri. Although the other wolves may not receive the kindness his queen had. Several minutes had passed, but sapphire optics eventually spotted the small ivory canine seated near a tree. 'Perfect,' the brute was amused by the irony before him, such entertainment was only for his mind though. He would not speak of it in the presence of this loner.

His approach slowed in speed until the brute was a few feet away from the female. His abrupt halt seemed to have no effect upon his dominant stance or features. The loner was subject to a second of observation before Belial opted to speak, "Greetings female, do you realize that you are trespassing?" There was no glimmer of happiness upon his face, only the look of authority. She would be a fool not to realize that he held some form of high ranking within the pack, even if she did not assume him to be the Alpha. Although Belial believed that his size alone could speak for his rank. "What is your name and business here female," the second statement was a bit more curious in nature, although the stern undertone remained.