Echo-echo-cho-oo {Joining}

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There was a warm scent on the breeze that passed over the lands. Spring was definitely in the air. A lone wolf paused in his journey to lift his muzzle and sniff. The air gave off a very earthy scent muddled with pine and… ah rabbit. The wolf licked his lips advancing into the wind. His keen golden eyes were focused before him scouring the earth for his prey. The wind was nothing more than a mild distraction as it tossed the leaves and branches lightly to and fro. With his experience, the wolf could ignore the wind and concentration on what was most important. It didn’t take the male long to spot his chosen prey. The brown rabbit was hopping from green patch to green patch eager to get the best parts of the greens. With great stealth, the multihued wolf crept forward closer to the rabbit. His eyes were intent and attentive. His concentration was unwavering.

The critter was so absorbed by its food that it didn’t even notice its unwanted company. Closer now, the wolf slunk low to the ground. His ears were position forward, then to the side, and back to the front. It wouldn’t do well to have someone sneak up on him. The rabbit hopped a couple of inches toward him nibbling away at its own prey. The wolf smirked reading himself for the pounce. In one fell swoop, the wolf leaped forward onto the rabbit his jaws encircling its neck crunching down swiftly. As suddenly as it happened, it was over. The rabbit was dead and the wolf would soon be fed. Hawkeye licked his lips again digging into his meal with no hesitation. Since arriving to this unnamed land, he had only managed to catch two other rabbits for himself. Prey wasn’t scarce, but his energy was. The plane trip and its crashing into the ocean had taken a lot out of the wolf leaving him exhausted and sore.

Still, he was able to get just enough to feed himself. With a relatively full stomach Hawkeye continued forth. There were plains on his left with mountains on his right. He was having a hard time deciding into which territory to travel. Suddenly Hawkeye stopped again. Yellow eyes had spotted something a little out of the ordinary. Narrowing his optics, the wolf strode forward to investigate. “Hello there, what do we have here?” he questioned the air with a tilt of his head. “Now where does this go, I wonder.” The wolf had stumbled upon a large entrance that appeared to head underground and under the mountains. From the opening, it appeared to be quiet large in size. Feeling adventurous, Hawkeye gingerly stepped down into the cavern.

The light was fading from the outside world, but another source began to take over. Hawkeye peered up at the ceiling with a mystified expression. “What in the world!” the wolf exclaimed. The ceiling above was illuminated by some…thing that was clearly not the sun. That was when he noticed the echo. Blinking, Hawkeye stepped in further giving a woof. The ceiling was forgotten about as soon as the sound of his woof returned back to him. Laughing wildly, the brute barked gleefully listening to its echo. “Hello~~~~~.” he shouted off into the distance. The fact that this was someone’s home had not occurred to him in the least. Oh well, he was having fun!

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i don't want to kill anyone
i just don't like bullies, i don't care where they're from

CAPTAIN

Home. It was a nice sound to his ears. He was glad to call this place such a thing, overjoyed with his decision to remain with Fury and to start Ultoris. Being Beta, he was capable of running the pack while Fury was away, but there were things he could do while on his own in the stretch of the lands. He adored this place, loved the uniqueness that it held. The pack's name met everything in the lands perfectly, and it seemed as though every member already had a special skill set of some sort. Every wolf was unique and special, yes, that much he was aware of, but this group already seemed different than what he had seen. He could give them ranks that fit their skill sets if he needed to do so. It was a power he wasn't so used to having and he hoped any mate of his, hopefully Margaret if she returned, would love everything he had done to assist in setting this up. He was humble and would not boast of his achievements, great as some were.

The cave was his objective today. He had been this way for a little over a week or two. He had spent time getting to know the members and the pack's lands as he went around. He enjoyed the cave especially. It provided them a security that was exemplary, plenty of places to hide and be equipped in the dark should anyone come with intent to take over. He was rather confident in their ability to hold this place as their own, and he would fight like hell against anyone who dared to try pry it from his jaws. The other thing he was not so fond of was trespassers. Wolves intending to join were one thing, but when loners stepped beyond the boundaries when they were clearly marked was another. The scent reaching his nose now was no different, even though it was only slightly within the lines. His grey tinted muzzle pulled backward into a frown.

The massive white wolf was slightly interested in the male's presence and followed him with every inch of stealth in his body. He seemed entranced by the gargantuan mouth of their home in the underground cavern as well as the glowing worms that coated the ceiling. They were only particularly beautiful when the sun completely disappeared beyond the horizon. Hints of sunlight still managed to make their way into the room, though would appear more as it began to set. Steven smiled at the male's reaction, even though he was slightly irritated that he had trespassed. He just marked the borders not a few hours ago. The scent would still be fresh and apparent to someone like him. The large brute held back, watching with sheer amusement in his eyes at the young thing before him. He seemed to enjoy the echo in which his bark made. It was almost funny, yet incredibly relaxing. This was not a menacing trespasser he was facing here. Yet, nonetheless it needed to be addressed.

Steven, probably two or three times the male's size, stepped closer. Though, he was wary to keep his distance so he would not be run into by the clearly excited creature. "Hey there, son. Welcome to the pack lands of Ultoris." He wasn't so sure on what else to say there. He didn't want to come off mean. His stance said he was one of the two in charge, but there was nothing else entirely threatening about it. He didn't intend to scare him away. After all, he could be a potential pack member. "I suppose you didn't smell the boundaries on your way in. You ought to be careful about that." It was a bit of wise advice. He had once or twice stumbled upon a few places he probably shouldn't have.


"captain speaking" - #4074A8
"captain thinking"
"others speaking"
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NOTES: words

because the strong man who has known power all his life may lose respect for that power
but a weak man knows the value of strength and knows compassion

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The echo soon died out leaving Hawkeye alone in the massive cave. Well, there were the glowworms too, but they weren’t much company. Suddenly, Hawkeye’s right ear twitched pulling both auds forward listening intently. All playfulness aside, the golden wolf tensed peering into the darkness. There was not enough light to make out definite forms, but a shadow was slinking forward toward him. The brute’s nostrils flared as he took in the scent of another wolf. Finally, a white mass appeared before Hawkeye. With brilliant blue eyes and a pristine white pelt, Hawkeye half wondered if an apparition stood before him. The wolf’s muzzle moved as he spoke to the trespasser. Hawkeye took one step back, his ears flickering backward. Yellow eyes hardened with distrust and caution.

The wolf before him, a male, was larger than he was by four or five inches give or take. Unlike Hawkeye, the other male was buff and well filled out. Hawkeye was lithe and slender. Their age difference was hard to tell. While the other male seemed to be older in both looks and posture, Hawkeye figured they weren’t too far apart in numbers. He was speaking again. Hawkeye zoned in on his muzzle watching it form a couple sentences. One was a welcome, the other a warning. Rising a brow, Hawkeye padded three steps to the left tail flicking lightly at the tip. Yellow optics never left the wolf before him. “Son? Last I checked my father looked nothing like you.” He gave a rueful smile turning to look at the cave wall. As the sun sank closer to the horizon, the worms wiggling along the ceiling began to glow brighter better illuminating the cave.

“As for the boundary marking, I don’t remember having smelled… Oh wait,” Hawkeye trailed off remembering something, “I’ll be darned! Those were pack land markings! I wasn’t sure what land was being claimed. New to this place and all.” Rolling his shoulders in a shrug, the wolf sniffed at the air. It was musty and stale with a slight twinge of fresh. “Didn’t realize it marked this super cool cavern. Ultoris you say?” A thoughtful expression overcame the younger male. “Oh! I’m packless you know, and this place is pretty intriguing…” Purposely, Hawkeye trailed off casting his eyes over to the white male.

“What kind of pack are you? Are you taking new members?” Curiosity filled the wolf’s golden eyes. He took a step toward Captain eagerly with a smile. Realizing the move might be perceived as threatening Hawkeye stepped back with his ears against his skull. It was best to be wise around strangers. Honestly, his questions surprised him a little. Hawkeye hadn’t thought of joining a pack before. Maybe his heart knew what it wanted. His mind was just taking forever to keep up.

Captain Fury

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i don't want to kill anyone
i just don't like bullies, i don't care where they're from

CAPTAIN

Captain paid little mind to the sharp tongue of the male. If the massive grey weren't so lax in his way of thinking most days, he would have snapped at the stranger. It was a bad way to get off on the right foot with a possible member. Though the wolf in front of him was small, he could think of enough purposes for him. All of the wolves in the pack couldn't be as massive as he or Severus, then there would be less wolves to be capable of hunting. Creatures as big as himself were not fully capable of catching onto small things, especially those that were fast. Part of him connected that this male and Widow would get along well. Both seemed to have similar build. He simply ignored the comment about the whole "son" thing, lifting his head somewhat taller and raising his tail in the slightest.

The massive grey male wanted to laugh, but remained simply content with a smile upon his face. This one was funny, that was for sure. He didn't blame him for not smelling the boundaries. It was a newer pack and not nearly as much time had been spent in marking the areas that clearly needed marking. "I don't blame you for not smelling them. It's a newer pack and we're still racking up on members." The male's ears twitched curiously as he listened to the male ramble on, a bit of hope growing in his chest. New members were needed and he would accept anyone into the pack that he possibly could. New to the place? That didn't surprise him. A lot of wolves he ran into lately seemed to be new to the lands. "Yes, Ultoris. Recently formed a few weeks ago. I am this pack's Beta, Captain." Most would find it weird that such was his name, but he had grown to ignore it. Only one other wolf called him Steven anymore, and he didn't know where she was.

What kind of pack were they? That was a good question, but from what he had seen and heard, it was a rather unique pack. Accepting all kinds of misfits and those with what they could deem unique and special abilities. "We do indeed take new members. We accept everyone, refuse to turn any kind of wolf down. Every wolf has a purpose, this pack helps exploit that usefulness and makes them feel like they have a family." He tilted his head slightly. That sounded like them, to some extent. Granted, it was an odd mixture. None of them were the same in the slightest amount. It made for an incredibly well working pack. "Even if that family has many uncountable differences between members." They were all different, but they were family, there was no doubt about that, and he believed in it.


"captain speaking" - #4074A8
"captain thinking"
"others speaking"
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WORD COUNT: 000 | TAGGED: name
NOTES: I'm sorry this took so long, just been so busy, wish it could have been longer.

because the strong man who has known power all his life may lose respect for that power
but a weak man knows the value of strength and knows compassion

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The lithe wolf watched the massive brute warily, though he did not feel quite threatened. Thus far the white wolf had been relatively lax and mellow. The only time Hawkeye’s nap bristled was when the wolf straightened his posture and lifted his tail. Still, Hawkeye continued as if nothing had occurred. Never the less the two carried on their conversation in a mild and friendly manner. Hawkeye would glance about every so often to observe the glow worms, but his golden optics would always return to Captain if the brute spoke. “Ultoris,” Hawkeye repeated tasting the pack’s name on his tongue. It rolled off fairly easily. That was always a plus. The brute seemed to mull it over while the white wolf went on to introduce himself. With a quick smile, Hawkeye gave a mock bow to the Beta. “Greetings, Cap’n. It is a pleasure to meet you.” The wolf had to stop himself from giving the other a smart smirk. Instead he puffed out his chest. “I am Hawkeye, loner of these lands with no place to call my own.”

Next Hawkeye had inquired about the type of pack Ultoris was. Captain didn’t waste time replying. The Apennine wolf’s expression turned into a playful look of shock. “But Cap’n, if you accept any wolf into the pack, how does one know they are truly special?” Hopefully the white male knew Hawkeye was playing with him. “You’ll exploit me!?” he questioned further allowing his ears to fall back. For dramatic effect, he backpedaled a step or two. Finally Hawkeye could take it no longer. Letting out a boisterous round of laughter, he smiled joyfully at Captain. “Sounds like you’ve got yourselves a nice little set up then, Cap’n.”

The brute’s mood suddenly turned serious. Hawkeye swallowed and cast his eyes around hesitantly. Having lived in one pack for so long, he was unsure of how to proceed. This pack sounded right for him. He was different wasn’t he? Different belonged with different. Yellow eyes peered up at Captain calmly. “Perhaps there is room for one more within your ranks good sir? Surely a wolf of your kind can easily see what I could bring to the pack. I may not be the strongest, but I am quite quick and skilled. If you are in need of a hunter, then look no further. I am the wolf you want and I have no problems proving it.” Hawkeye stood before Captain proudly as he spoke highly of himself. That was the thing about him, though. No matter how cocky and arrogant he came off, Hawkeye could always back up his words with a quick demonstration.