A New Kingdom [Joining]

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Airy footsteps brought the lovely Apennine wolf further and further from the only home she had ever known. It was all due to Azazel’s guidance, though Gemini was uncertain why she listened to the manic black brute in the first place. Maybe it was his smooth tongue, or the fact that he seemed to know what was what with the world. Gem felt comfortable in his presence, far more than she had any other apparitions that had brought itself before her, even the ghosts of her family. She loved him, truly, with all her heart, and she believed deep down that he felt the same about her.

As her paws touched warm sand, Gemini came to a halt. This was something new to her. The northern border of Caurus was nothing but cliff. Sand felt strange beneath her paws. Gritty. Uncomfortable. The femme made a face, staring down at the weird substance. “What is this, Azazel?” she asked the faint presence beside her. “I don’t like it at all.” Chaos sneered, amused greatly by the femme’s discomfort. “You are quite a sheltered little thing, aren’t you?” Gemini shot him a dark, unamused look, that merely made the ghost chuckle. “It is called sand, Love, and if you plan to live on that island, you’ll be needing to get used to it.” The Apennine femme let out a snort of annoyance, locking her eyes on her paws once more. “It’s gritty, and feels funny between my toes.” She looked up, out at the island a short distance from shore, before turning to look at Chaos. “I changed my mind. We’re going home.”

But Chaos wasn’t about to have that. As soon as Gemini turned to head back to her kingdom, Chaos snarled, throwing himself in front of her. She stopped short, pinning her ears back at him. “I will have none of that!” he snapped, taking a step towards her. She shrank back from him, fur standing on end. “You dare tell me what to do?” As intimidating as her words should have been, none of her usual condescension was behind them. “I am your princess, Azazel. You are to do as you are told!” Chaos stepped forward, challenging. “You promised we would do this, Your Majesty,” he growled, his stance overpowering her. In a flash, however, his expression changed from anger to suave as a seductive grin formed on his maw. “Your kingdom has become overrun with lesser creatures, this you are aware. It is time to find a new kingdom, a place where we can be alone.” His sultry words had a serious effect on the femme. She shuddered pleasurably, looking up at the dark brute through heavy-lidded eyes. “You will do this for me?” In that moment, Gemini would have likely jumped off a cliff for him had he asked. She rose to her feet, spun around to the shore once again, and leapt into the water without a second’s hesitation.

Having never swam before in her life, Gemini found the task quite difficult. More than once she called for Azazel to help her, but she couldn’t see him through the spray of her own paddling. The salty water stung her eyes and nose, making her want to start crying. She was terribly frightened, and by the time her feet came into contact with solid ground, she couldn’t have gotten out of the water any faster. Cold, sopping wet, and terrified, Gemini dragged herself onto the beach, panting heavily as she threw herself down on the warm sand. “That was a terrible idea, Azazel!” she barked out. She heard his throaty chuckle long before she saw him emerge from the trees before her. A puzzled look crossed her expression. “You must be a fast swimmer, Azazel.” How else had he managed to get to the island before her? Chaos chuckled again, coming to stand at her side. “Something like that,” he muttered mysteriously. “First thing’s first, Love. You must ensure the island is ours for the taking.” Gemini gave him a puzzled look, confused as to what he meant. But as he lifted his crown to the sky and howled, she understood. Her song joined in with his, twisting into the bright sunshine. To her ears, it was a melody of perfect harmony. To others, it was likely a very lonely, desperate cry.

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words:: Seven-Hundred and Thirty-Eight
tags:: belial
ooc:: Gem calls Chaos by his actual name (Azazel). Sorry if it's confusing >..<

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Another howl. Exactly what the massive brute desired now. It seemed that Ferus was growing exponentially, as he always knew it would. 'Apparently words of our sanctuary are spreading,' a maliciously dry grin passed across his muzzle. "Exactly as we believed it would," he whispered beneath his breath. It was obvious that the other wolves of this world wanted a little piece of his heaven, the question remained though - were they all worth it? Perhaps not, but the Alpha would have to see for himself. After all, with the pups around he did need to be extra cautious. Nothing was worth wounding his offspring, they would grow to see the world exactly as his frigid eyes saw it. They would be learning from the best creature to ever cross this terrain. Giving his back a slight stretch, the brute rose from his haunches to head towards the call.

It had taken the Alpha some getting used to when it came to his offspring. Certainly, they were divine in many ways; yet, they had changed his lifestyle. They wandered into his mind once again as he wandered towards the sorrowful song. The Alpha was going through one of his distant states, where his mind and body felt horribly detached. In a way, Belial felt as if he was watching himself through a screen. So close, but so dreadfully far away all at once. This loner was offering some mental peace by giving him a direct task to focus upon, it extended his brain a much needed break. He could not merely focus on Ferus, but now he needed to ensure the Alphess and her offspring were safe. It would all prove beneficial in the end, that much the Kenai canine knew. His children would one day grow into great prophets, just like their Father. They would speak with Fenrir and himself; they too would know the world. It made his soul smile slightly to think about such a thing, that maybe those small, helpless creatures could attempt to change the world. Maybe they would even bring a few souls to the light during their lifetime. The optimism that had began surfacing in his mind startled him slightly; however, it was likely better for the loner that the massive Alpha was content. At least then they were less likely of having their head crushed in.

Gradually the brute's pace began to slow, his cold eyes taking in every fragment of terrain surrounding him. The loner had to be somewhere around here, his nostrils inhaled the humid air rapidly searching for a foreign scent. And it received such. It took only a few minutes before the delicate femme formed in the distant. A smug grin placed itself across his features as he observed the slowly forming details of her silhouette. The lone female was quite fragile in appearance compared to himself. That was something that Belial enjoyed about being outside of Kal'dyne; his size was larger than any other canine that he had encountered. It gave him a sense of power like little else could. As if his ego was not large enough without this factor. A gentle swing passed through his tail, giving away his intrigue about the newcomer. It had been a week or so since any new canines had stumbled upon Ina'mos and the Alpha was eager to meet another soul. As he arrived within a few feet of her, his paws stopped his forward motion smoothly.

With a slight dip of his crania, the brute rested his stoic gaze upon her face. "Why, the gods must be smiling at me today for such good fortune. Greetings, Madame. I heard your song and thought perhaps you could use some company." The Alpha's words were suave, a perfect combination between being those of a gentleman and flirtatious. He enjoyed playing mind games at times, wanting to see how newcomers reacted to his presence. Most seemed shocked at the mere size of him. Carefully the male shifted his attention between Gemini and the areas around them. Eyes were searching any possible hide out for another canine. Loners tended to bring out a sense of paranoia in the Alpha. They made his land dirty and impure. And he always felt a desire to rescue them, to see if he could put a smile upon the Lord's face. Strangely enough, he felt more comfortable around this femme than he did with most loners. He could not identify the reasoning behind such comfort, but made a mental note to ponder the situation more at a later date. Audits swiveled slightly as the brute waited for the female to respond.