At the Falls... (Kismet, Nymph)

[Audas]

A dark cliff stood proudly as it rose above the battered island of Ina'smos, even as a higher than average wind buffeted the rock face. The rocks that formed the surface of Ina'smos Island were not of the typical kind present on most of Anikira to the east and Tas'alea to the south, most of the rocks here were a dark grey or charred black in colour, despite being geologically young. A harsh reminder of the island's volcanic origins, shown clearly in this morning on Ina'smos.

Despite appearances, life still existed here, lichens and mosses formed on some of rocks present and clung onto the cliff dearly, a thin, poor soil had formed in a few small portions from the presence of the plant life. Even the cliff produced the very thing that much life around the area depended on, water.

A waterfall barely twenty metres high flowed down the cliff towards a small pool, representing the only source of fresh water at the islands surface. Slightly larger plants had grown at the very edge of the pool, taking advantage of the conditions.

A wolf approached the Liandry Falls, the male's brown-grey fur ruffled in the wind as he walked, his brown eyes scanning the surrounding area as he approached. The wolf pauses at the pools edge, and gratefully drinks from the pool.

"Well... Fate does have a sense of humour..."

Audas snorted and let out a quiet laugh at the thought, raising his mouth from the pool as he did so. It was quite clear, days ago, Audas had been washed ashore in Caurus on Anikira, and had drunk from the river there. Now he was drinking from a pool after swimming across to the island deliberately.

The grey wolf clambered onto one of the larger rocks, even though it wasn't a tall one in particular, and sat down on the rock, inspecting the waterfall carefully. For once, Audas seemed to be at some form of peace. That was, however, until he closed his eyes for a brief moment, a image of the pack that he called his family lay slaughtered on the ground. The male breathed out rapidly and snapped his eyes open again, glancing around him to see if anyone or anything had seen his reaction. Satisfied, he turned back towards the waterfall.

Shortly after Audas had arrived on Anikira, he had encountered two other wolves, despite his original hopes of staying low. The older male wolf with his unusually light coloured fur and blue eyes called Kismet, and the similarly aged arctic wolf with green eyes known as Nymph. After the conversation, Audas had found himself along with Nymph following Kismet on a tour of Anikira and Tas'alea. Ina'mos was their final stop on that impressive, yet uneventful tour.

Nymph and Kismet had swam across from Tas'alea with him, though Audas decided to scout ahead to the falls to see if it was clear, they would be here soon. The male closed his eyes again, with no flashback plaguing his mind.

Luckily for both Audas and his companions, his flashbacks and nightmares that affected him occasionally went through unnoticed, if either wolf noticed them, they did not show it or pursue clarification, Kismet may have had suspicions after seeing Audas reactions the night they first met, but he didn't pursue it. Either way, once the tour was complete shortly, they can go their separate ways.

Audas heard some movement, only just in the wind passing by, he opened his eyes and turned towards the sound, remaining where he sat. The sound came from his companions direction, though it could have been anyone. He mentally prepared himself for who ever came over the mound of lichen covered rocks.

Word Count: 614
Notes: Still new to this, but seems good for a starting post for the new thread (I think it could be better, but well...) ! Typically I want Kismet and Nymph present, though we did intend for some form of drama so this is technically open to a extent.

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Kismet's light-colored body plunged into the ocean. Even though the water was cold, it felt good to the male. Today he had covered the entire island of Tas'alea, and he had worked up a sweat. He wasn't tired at all, but he was feeling quite warm. The water soaked him to the bone in a matter of minutes, cooling his skin soothingly. The swim from the northern beach of Tas'alea to the eastern side of Ina'mos was slow-going, but it wasn't far. Kismet wasn't in any rush to get to the island as they still had plenty of time to tour it. He planned on taking them to the Cavern of Govyn at the end of they day, after the sun set over the horizon, to see the aquifer. It was one of the most beautiful sights to behold, although it took a great deal of memorizing and time to be able to find your way to it with any amount of ease. Kismet had spent his first two months on Ina'mos before he had ventured to the mainland, and had slept in the cavern every night. He had spent quite a bit of time in the cavern after discovering the aquifer, and could now find his way to it almost every time.

When he came to the island, he loped a few feet away from the water and then shook his coat free of water, taking care not to spray his companions. Kismet had briefly described the island, highlighting the final leg of his tour. Audacity had been intrigued by the waterfall and wished to go ahead to see it. Kismet smiled warmly, gave him firm directions, and then waited for the Arctic she-wolf to catch up to him. He turned, watching her emerge. The older wolf had grown quite comfortable around the pair on their journey. Audacity reminded him of his nephew, Kenai, albeit more closed and angry. Or at least, that's the impression that Kismet got: that he was angry. Whether he was angry at the world, or simply someone who had wronged him, Kismet did not know. But Kismet didn't prod. He knew quite well what it was to not want to reveal one's past. Kismet's reasons were humble ones, but he could still sympathize. Nymph reminded him of his niece, Sydas, in some ways. She was very sweet, genuinely concerned with everyone, and quite humble. She wasn't as out-going, stubborn, or spunky as his niece, and she definitely wasn't a leader, but the male already considered her a good friend. He wished to get to know her better.

Inaya was on the male's mind, however, as the tour neared its end. When it was over, he would return to Caurus, which seemed to be the place that she chose to live in. If he were lucky, he would run into her. He was still undecided, and very troubled about how to act around her, but his heart leapt when he thought of her, and a strange, unknown feeling tickled his senses. It wasn't very strong, but it was there. That troubled him too, for he did not know what it was. Perhaps, though, he would find out soon enough, and then he would know whether to encourage it, or to quench it.

"Talking."

WORDS: 000 | TAGGED: Nymph Audas | NOTES: I left it open so that someone else could approach Audas if they wanted (:

[Nymph]

The little female had traveled well beyond anything she had ever known. She was very excited the entire tour that Kismet so graciously lead her and the brown male named Audas on. She was tired after the long trip and the swim to the island but she also enjoyed it a great deal.

After leaving her dear home lands, she met up with two very pleasant companions. Audas was very agreeable even though he seemed to be haunted by a tragic past. She felt a nurturing tendency towards him but was careful not to come across to strong in case he misread her intentions or became offended. She made a quiet promise to help him if he needed a listening ear, but only if he needed it. If he was bound and determined to fight it out on his own, so be it.

Kismet on the other hand, has given her a family feeling. Perhaps not like a father figure but he seemed to be looking out for her in her opinion. He appeared careful to not get to far ahead, holding himself back so Nymph, with her much smaller frame, could keep up. Such as when her small body came up from the cold water, looking far from her normal fluffy self. She was tired, she wasn't one to be noted for much strength and the swim took a lot out of her. But as she did not want to hold him up any more than she already had, she continued to pull herself out and walk forward in the direction Kismet was standing.

She looked around for Audas but she had not seen his brown form. She furrowed her brow in a puzzled manner. Was she really that slow? She moaned within herself as she gave Kismet an apologetic glance. Maybe she shouldn't have come, she could have found her way around with dragging others down because she wasn't good enough to keep up.

Shaking off her thick pelt, she stepped up to bring herself where Kismet was waiting. "Ina'smos. This is what it looks like. Much different than I pictured." She let her dark eyes take in her first actual look around, letting the place make its impression firmly in her mind. Some would call it a harsh and uninviting in ways, but Nymph didn't really draw that conclusion. As her normal self, she liked to linger on happier ideals. The island had a rough look but here it was, cliffs high and strong, surviving centuries of hard weather and waters. No matter what was thrown at it, it was still here. Her mind once again flashed back to Audas' he fought through life, no matter what hardships he was given by the twists of time and fate, he survived.

She turned her gaze to Kismet, a simple look, she had gotten used to his colorful look and no longer stared for inappropriate lengths of time. "I like it here." She let another small smile crossed her face before she turned her attention to the world around her. "Where are we going now? Is Audas expecting us to follow him or will he return?" Ah, yes, her seemingly endless supply of questions showed itself once again. She never seemed to out grow the puppy like nature of curiosity. Hopefully, Kismet did not mind.

Taking in a deep breath, the snow white female waited to see what this island had in store for them. Would they meet other wolves here? Would they be as kind as Audas and Kismet? She feared not, she remembered the uneasy feeling she had when they skirted around the dark packs territory. But her mind had not stayed on that thought for long. She went back to her brother, Philkin. She was in a way getting used to not being in his company, but she missed it. She liked having someone to always rely on and whom could trade roles of supporting or being supported. For now, she was alone. Yes, she had found good friends. But as the tour came to a close, they would branch off and seek their own fate. How long until she found another friendly face? She disliked being alone, but for now that was her future.

Shaking her head, she lost that thought. She wasn't along yet and she was bound to make the most of the remainder of this trip.

Word Count: 736

OOC: Sorry for the wait. Promise to do better.

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Time flew on gossamer wings sometimes; other times, it crept along with a staggering slowness. And then there were the stretches when it could not seem to make up its mind.  Several full moons had passed since Djinkka’s acceptance into the ranks of the Osani. In some ways, the time seemed to have gone by quickly – in others, it had dragged on endlessly. In the past weeks she had passed the unceasing hours training and learning more about the malicious pack’s ultimate goal. Eradicate the weak. Only the strong deserve the privilege of life. Though the terrible white Yahvi was not always there to look over her sycophants’ shoulders – she no doubt was busy with her own affairs – she was never fully absent. Her knowing eyes seemed to peer from every corner. Watching. Waiting for any hint of a misstep. Waiting for a reason to kill.

Djinkka considered herself a worthy pupil. Now that the Osani had claimed her, she was unlikely to escape with her life. She had resigned herself to her fate. Of course, her reservations still stood. The visions of her bloody initiation still clung to her shaken psyche, slipping in to her dreams while she slept and causing her perpetual anxiety. The hollow look of the lone wolf’s deadened eyes would follow her to her grave. But the passage of time can accomplish many things, and in Djinkka, it had inspired a fight for survival. In order to thrive now, she would have to play by Osani rules. By Yahvi’s rules. How one approaches adversity can mean the difference between victory and defeat. She could either succumb to the situation or she could rise above it. She had always been strong in stature – now she would also have to be strong in heart.

And so, when she had received her first mission orders, she had accepted them earnestly. Swim out to the island of Ina’mos, she had been told. Scout for any wolf who displays weakness. If you find one, kill it and report back to Tiayr. In all honestly, she did not know why she had been tasked with such a mission. She knew little about swimming; her heavy, awkward anatomy did not float and though she possessed enough strength to keep herself above the surface of the water, it would take her a much longer time to make the crossing than, say, Zaida or Sanris. Furthermore, since it took considerable strength to cross from the mainland of Anikira to the small, barren island, she knew that few wolves of physical weakness would be able to make the journey without assistance. She doubted that she would encounter anyone worthy of disposal. But she did not dare to question the will of Yahvi.

And of course, being honest, Djinkka hoped that her suspicions would prove to be true. She did not want to encounter a wolf weak enough to warrant a kill. If she could somehow manage to avoid being party to senseless sacrifice for the rest of her days in the Osani, she would never lay her paws on another wolf again. But Yahvi’s eyes followed her, even now as she treaded through the undergrowth. Anticipating her every move. Peering into her mind and realizing what a pathetic, worthless creature she really was. Readying her white claws for the slaughter.

Her thick, black coat still dripping from the swim, Djinkka stepped over the rocks. Her heavy, clumsy feet scattered them every which-way. She genuinely did not expect to encounter a soul on the island, though she kept her eyes and ears alert just in case she caught wind of any signs of life. And so, it was with great surprise that she suddenly heard the tell-tale rustling of pawsteps on the other side of the rocky terrain. At their onset, she paused rigidly, tilting her face in the direction of their source. Distinctly, she heard one set, just over the rockpile to her left. She could just hear another set, or perhaps two more, at a further distance behind. Her heart began racing, like a child’s who has been caught with her hand in the sweets jar. She had not been prepared for an encounter. So sure was she that her search would prove unfruitful that she had not come up with a plan. And now she balked, anxiety seizing her; her instinct was to run back to shore and swim home. Lie to Yahvi. What wolves? There had been no wolves at all.

No. No running. Giving up was not an option. Lie to Yahvi – what a thought! Before the first untruthful word passed Djinkka’s lips she would be dead where she stood. The only option now was confrontation. She could hope against hope that these wolves were fit enough to meet Osani standards. If they were not… she would have to cross that bridge when she approached it.

Gathering herself, she took a deep breath and then hoisted her enormous, dark form over the rocks. In an instant, she came face-to-face with a brown male. He was a good half-foot shorter than she, and moderate in weight, but did not appear to have any visible defects. From her current vantage point, she could not see his companion hanging back in the distance. Her fearsome yellow eyes flickered over him once before she lowered her stern face towards his and peeled back her lips in a convincing snarl.

“Who goes there?”


word count: 908
tags: Audas @kismet Nymph
ooc: Did somebody order some drama?

[Audas]

If Audas had learnt one thing on his travels throughout North America for much of his life, then it would be to be prepared for anything, no matter how the situation went.

Right now was one of those times to be prepared.

Shortly after Audas had looked in the direction of the sound he heard, an enormous wolf lifted itself over the mound and looked directly at him with pale yellow eyes. Audas carefully inspected the wolf, they had a mostly black and grey coat, though he could notice some patches of browns with it as well. Audas recognised the species of wolf immediately, a Tundra Wolf, he had seen a small amount of them in North America.

He scanned the wolf's form, they were bigger than Audas in every way, being taller, longer and heavier than he was. Audas narrowed his eyes slightly, for a brief moment, this wolf seemed considerably larger than other Tundra wolves, at least the ones he had encountered, this particular one seemed to be built up with muscle. The way it had moved seemed to suggest that it was also that little bit slower, that might be something he could use to his advantage.

Audas' eyes scanned the coat again, it looked wet, they must have only just swam to the island, like he and his companions had. The wind changed direction, and Audas gained a whiff on the wolf's scent, he picked up that the wolf was female.

He noticed the female had also scanned Audas is own form, but more thoroughly, as if... Searching for something... Audas couldn't decide what she was looking for.

Audas had already planned his route of escape, get back to Kismet and Nymph if things went south, if he was lucky though, they would be here soon. Audas stopped thinking for a moment, would they come was the question. He forced the question out of his mind. Both seemed like the kind of wolves who didn't just leave others to fend for themselves.

"Hell, Kismet was friendly enough to take us on a tour, and Nymph was compassionate enough to say I shouldn't be called an outsider back at the river."

Audas waited for the tundra wolf to make the first move.

She scanned the grey wolf again, before lowering her face and pulling back her lips to snarl.

That was the second thing Audas had learnt on the road, never submit unless you have no choice. He wouldn't just roll over and submit just because this wolf started snarling at him. It reminded him of Ina'smos, this island could have been worn away years ago, yet here it was still going, it reminded him of himself, despite everything that had been thrown at him, he had survived.

And Audas certainly wanted to keep living.

"Who goes there?", the tundra wolf questioned, it was simple and to the point.

Audas remained silent, and tilted his head to one side, narrowing his eyes as if to inspect her further, he remained silent for a few seconds, then replied.

"I would ask you the same question.", Audas said confidently, but in a non-threatening tone, the last thing he wanted was a fight. But if he had to, he will.

He narrowed his eyes further, "And what would you be doing here?".

Word Count: 552
Notes: Indeed we did Frazz!

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The large male waited patiently as the Arctic she-wolf drew herself out of the water slowly and shook herself. She panted slightly, seemingly out of breath, and slowly made her way towards him. Maybe we should rest before rejoining Audacity, the male thought with concern. He really didn't want to push this wolf beyond her limitations. In fact, he wished for the exact opposite. The tour that he had taken the two wolves on was meant to be relaxing and informative, not tiring and weary. Kismet frowned slightly at Nymph as she brought herself forward to stand beside him. But his frown was quickly replaced with a smile when she spoke. Her voice was gentle, a whisper on the wind, and quite pleased.

Ina'mos, the she-wolf whispered. So this is what it looks like. It's much different than I pictured.

The Arctic femme looked at him briefly, a small smile illuminating her features, and she whispered I like it here, to him before turning her gaze away again. She seemed to truly gaze over the varying terrain of the island in awe: taking it all in. She breathed the air, seemingly completely at ease with the male. Kismet smiled at her tenderly; he truly would like to get to know her better. She seemed like she would be a very good friend. When the she-wolf asked him where they were going and whether or not Audas was rejoining them, Kismet chuckled humorously. Ah, yes. The she-wolf had a never-ending mount of questions. She always had a new one every few minutes. But, alas, the male didn't mind at all. He rather liked her continuous questionnaire: it always gave him something to talk about. It helped create their conversation with ease, and besides, most of her questions were very intelligent, helpful ones. Kismet's chuckle was deep and full, and he spoke in a light tone mid-way through this laughter.

No, he simply wished to go ahead of us to see the waterfall; it intrigued him. We are going just as soon as you're rested. I doubt Audas will run into much trouble, and I'm sure he can handle it if he does.

Kismet smiled widely as the Arctic femme sighed anxiously. He smiled, suggested quietly that they continue on, and then slowly began to walk in the direction of Liandry Falls. He made sure to keep to Nymph's pace, but he also made sure that he was always just one step ahead of her. In this way, they walked side-by-side, by Nymph's head remained by Kismet's side, and her shoulder lined next to his hip. This way he could easily protect her from anyone who happened upon them who was unfriendly.

Kismet smiled gently, talking to the she-wolf beside him while they walked. He described what they passed, answering any questions he thought she might have, and naming any new place they entered. They walked at a leisurely pace, but eventually, the sound of the waterfall penetrated the male's ears. The sound of the water was so great that his ears didn't pick up the snarl, or the angry retort. But as he padded slowly, the falls coming into view, his eyes scanned the area for Audacity. Immediately, his blue eyes caught sight of the brown Grey, and a massive, black Tundra wolf who stood a few feet away. Her black lips were curled back into a snarl, and Audas' fur stood up on his back. They seemed to be close to a fight. Kismet automatically stepped in front of Nymph, hiding her from view.

Follow me, Nymph, but stay behind me. For no reason must you step around me.

Kismet whispered the command urgently, but kindly. He slowly approached the aggressive pair, nodding slowly to each, before staring into the female's pale yellow eyes. He directed his next words at her, but his ears constantly swiveled behind him to check on Nymph. This Tundra wolf made him nervous. The way she stood made his muscles bunch. He readied himself for an attack. His voice was calm, but it was sharp, as he spoke to the black she-wolf.

What is the problem here? And who are you?

"Talking."

WORDS: 000 | TAGGED: Audas Nymph @djinkka | NOTES: If you're up for it Frazz, Djinkka and Kismet can fight (: she could lunge for Nymph, originally deciding to obey Yahvi because she knows she can't lie to her with any success, but Kismet defends her. He can win, or she can end up backing off and running away or something. If Sam and Nymph are okay with it, maybe she attacks Audas first as a decoy and injures him, and then goes after Nymph and hurts her? Kismet goes to defend Audas and leaves Nymph unguarded, and then defends Nymph after Djinkka hurts her? What do y'all think? Let me know (;

[Nymph]

She greatly appreciated that Kismet had not been bothered by her slower pace, he even invited her to rest. She decided she would take a little respite from the journey, but only a short one, she did not want to keep him from Audas. So she laid down for a few moments, letting her muscles relax and cool for a little while then she was up on her feet once more. May not have been the rest Kismet was speaking of, however it was enough to bolster her energy for what she thought was the rest of the trip.

She followed him, slightly behind at his shoulder, letting him lead on into whatever direction these falls were. She glanced here to there with pup like curiosity, once again bombarding him with questions. What is that..? Why does this happen...? When were they here...? She felt free to question whatever came to mind, Kismet seemed to enjoy the task of answering. She momentarily forgot about Audas with all the new things to look at and learn about. But as soon as the falls became closer and the waters power filled her ears, she came back to the present. She began to look around for her brown pelted friend, at first not noticing that the three companions were not the only ones on the scene. She did notice the change in the light male next to her, following his gaze she saw the great black wolf standing angrily across from Audas. She did not have much time to process the scene before Kismet stepped in front of her, making her practically invisible from view with his larger mass. She wanted to ask something but thought it was not the time to ask questions. Kismet was tensed and alert, she did not want to break his concentration.

Her heavily furred ears caught the words intended for her, despite how quiet Kismet spoke and the loud pounding of the falls. She didn't even reply with words but reached out to touch his side with her nose as a silent indicator she would do as he ordered. She followed his steps, taking the extra precaution to mirror his every step with her own, matching stride for stride as best she could to keep her hidden. She realized Kismet must have his reasons for hiding her and she did not want to fumble up his plans. Even though she had not seen much of what was going on, she would be quiet and do whatever Kismet said. She felt a fight building in the atmosphere and she tensed her own body to be ready, she grew to have great affection for Kismet and Audas in their travels, yes she was small and not as strong, but she would give her all to help keep them safe.

Nymph was so used to the relevant silence that she slightly jumped at Kismets speech. She noticed his attention was divided to her, she reasoned that right now he needed all attention on whomever was intruding on their tour in such an unfriendly manner. She brought herself closer to him, perhaps feeling her next to him would be enough for Kismet to focus more on the other two, without worrying she would break her cover.

Word Count: 545

OOC: Sure, Nymph could suffer an injury. It would add more action and, out of anyone, she is the most likely to get hurt. My little ankle biter will try her best though. Since Nymph will not run and hide when the fight occurs, would it be in Djinnka's nature to recognize the strength of character or is it strictly Nymph's physical weakness? Just curious as to how this will play out with everyone alive.


Noted from Staff: Remember to italicize Nymph's thoughts. ^^

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Djinkka’s position atop the rocks added to her height, making her already-enormous form seem that much larger. From afar she might have looked gargantuan, leering down at Audas with narrowed, piercing golden eyes. They had ceased their scanning of his unexceptional brown body and now intercepted his gaze in a powerful, unblinking glare. Her ugly snout, barely a few inches from his, was wrinkled into the most intimidating sneer she could manage. Her parted lips betrayed a mouthful of pearly white blades – capable, she now knew, of cutting through the flesh of another wolf with ease. Across her body, her black fur was still matted and wild with seawater – the saturation increased her pelt’s density and volume even more, and as the thick fur began to dry it tangled in terrible, frayed snarls. Truly, she looked like some otherworldly terror that had crawled from the depths of some child’s nightmare.

But, despite her best efforts, the male did not seem intimidated. Surprised, perhaps – but he showed no signs of submission. At this, Djinkka was taken aback. Of all the troubles she had feared encountering on this assignment, lack of submission had not been one of them. She had grown so accustomed to eliciting fear and submission without even putting in an effort – in the past, her size and face had done the work for her. Now, after making such a show of it, to have him look her in the eye without so much as a flinch... this one was certainly strong of heart. She had no real reason to engage him. He showed no physical faults. But she would not – could not – let him brush her off so easily. Not as Yahvi peered over her shoulder.

Letting out a low growl, she made her posture as dominant as her body allowed. Her voice snapped like a switch, sharp and demanding. “Don’t play games with me, brute,” she replied tersely. ”Playing brave will do you no favors. Now – where is your friend hiding? She raised her head, scanning the horizon for any sign of the male’s companion. She could be sure that she had caught the scent of another wolf, though it had been faint.

In a matter of moments, her question was answered. Not one but two wolves -- one pale grey, one white -- made their way into view over the crest of rocky terrain. At the forefront, a male. Quite short. Limping slightly. Scars covering his body. Hmm… The other treaded behind and was mostly obscured from sight, though now that their scents could be discerned on the wind, she could surmise that it was a female. She was even smaller than the male, and she, too, seemed to possess a slight limp. When the two caught sight of the scene on the rocks they stopped short, the she-wolf dropping back to hide still more behind her male companion. An obvious display of weakness.

Eradicate the weak, Yahvi’s voice echoed in the dark-furred she-wolf’s ear. Only the strong deserve the privilege of life.

The time was nigh to prove her worth.

Ignoring Kismet completely, Djinkka turned her attention away from the approaching pair and back to the situation at hand. ”You chose the wrong day to venture here,” she growled threateningly into Audas’s ear. As her words still hung in the air she made her move – with one brutish thrust of her great body, she made for his limbs, letting out a terrible snarl as she lunged. Her head darted forward, delayed by its weight but accurate in aim; her mouth widened and her deadly fangs bared. If she could get a good enough aperture, could slip her face into the right place, she would clamp down on his foreleg – not with enough strength to permanently injure him, of course, but certainly enough to hurt. After all, he was not her final target. Out of the corner of her eye, she peered with interest at the little white femme.


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tags: @kismet Nymph Audas
ooc: If no one's against it, we'll go with your plan EJ! And Nymph, Djinkka's conscience is going to keep her from killing Nymph. She might get a few licks in but nobody's going to die!

[Audas]

Audas' response seemed to surprise the female, as if she was expecting Audas to cower in fear than to stand up to the larger wolf, Audas had to admit she did look horrifying, so it shouldn't have been much of a surprise to the grey wolf.. The look of surprise however, was brief, and the massive tundra wolf rose up to a more dominant position, as if attempting to establish who was the better indervidual, and let out a low growl.

"No, you still haven't got it? Do you really still think..."

Audas couldn't complete the thought before the female snapped a reply, "Don't play games with me, brute", even Audas had to admit it surprised himself.

Audas stepped down from his small rock, he bored his eyes right into the wolf and replied, "Games?", Audas spoke with mild surprise, "All I asked was a question, after all I wouldn't be snarling at another wolf when I first met them, because if that was the case, I would proberly not be standing here right now, so how about you relax for a minute?"

The female remained undetered, "Playing brave will do you no favours. Now- where is your friend hiding?".

Now it was Audas' turn to snarl, a small, but defiant snarl. This wolf was way too aggressive for his liking, and how did she know about Kismet and Nymph? The female lifted her head and scanned the general area.

Thankfully, Audas turned to see Kismet and Nymph over a crest of volcanic rock, Kismet was instantly recognisable with his light grey coat and blue eyes, an unusual blend of colour that Audas was curious about, Nymph was considerably smaller, held a pure white coat and green eyes, the typical apperance of an arctic wolf. He remembered on how he met the two wolves back in Caurus, Kismet surprised Audas whilst he was stuck in the midst of a flashback, whilst Nymph had arrived a short while later.

Both wolves were friendly in their own ways, with Kismet's warm smile to Nymphs compassion. He felt a slight kinship with Kismet, who also landed on Anikira, though instead of North America, Kismet had arrived from Europe. Nymph meanwhile disagreed at Audas statement back at the river about being an outsider, "I prefer calling you Audas. Its a pleasant name. I see 'Outsider' as only a harmful term, it isn't really who you are, is it?" she had stated, Audas had thanked the little female for that, and he had meant it. It may have sounded simple, but it was the first time someone said something like that for a long time, before he had even arrived on Anikira.

"But back to the present now Audas..."

Kismet seems to whisper something to Nymph, who retreated to his rear. Audas cast a quick glance at the tundra wolf, she seemed to notice the same thing, eyeing Nymph attentively.

Kismet then spoke towards the tundra wolf, asking who she was, and what the problem was.

Audas carefully made a thought about the situation, the female was larger than both Audas and Kismet, but there was just her against two grown wolves, surely she would back down now...

But that wasn't going to happen.

The tundra wolf growled into Audas' ear, "You chose the wrong day to venture here.", she spoke with a threatening tone, the males head snapped around to the tundra wolf, "Threats won't...".

The female made her move, the massive head of the tundra wolf shot towards his leg, teeth bared.

Audas was fast enough to notice the attack, beginning to leap away. However, despite this, he still wasn't fast enough. His foreleg was clear, but the females jaw hit the next thing along, the flesh between the shoulder and his lower leg. The teeth sank in, and pulled.

Audas felt a searing pain in the struck area, then he felt some flesh rip away, and he let out a loud bellow of pain, he had no idea how bad the wound was, but he wasn't out yet, he made an attempt to shove his opponent clear, he had no idea if it worked or not still, but either way, he felt himself hit the floor. He glanced at the wound, it hurt badly, but it wouldn't kill him or affect him later on.

The wound had also left him vulnerable, as he felt the telltale sign of a flashback rushing in with no way to stop it. Audas clenched his jaw in pain, "Go to hell.", he mentally spat before for a brief moment, Audas slipped into the mental snare.

Word Count: 769
Notes: Audas isn't down for the count yet, the next post for Audas will be an interesting one within this thread. I'm looking forward to see how this turns out!

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Kismet's words hung in the air for a moment before he felt Nymph press into his side. He didn't know if it was out of fear, or to comfort him, because he couldn't let his focus lapse. Not even for a moment. But he did allow more of his focus to rest on Audas and the strange, hulking female before him. He felt his body automatically bunch in a posture that was both defensive and offensive at once. He now only barely focused on Nymph. Surely, reading the stranger would provide him with enough information to defend his Arctic friend. The only attention he gave now was the feeling of her fur against his, to ensure that she was still there.

Suddenly, the female lunged. Kismet was delayed only a millisecond, only because he had been caught off-guard. The stranger had been so wholly focused on Nymph behind him that he hasn't expected her to attack Audas. But she did. Her teeth sank into his shoulder, and pulled away a piece of his flesh. The young male let out a pain-filled cry as he crashed to the ground. Kismet arrived just as the male hit the ground. He spat, Go to hell, just before he apparently lost consciousness. Kismet growled viciously, lunging at the female. He aimed for her shoulder, although he appeared to aim for her neck, to throw her off and allow him to gain purchase on her flesh. Whether or not he connected mattered not, however. A few moments passed before Kismet realized his fatal mistake. His left flank felt suddenly ice cold. He stopped, wheeled, and dove for the Arctic wolfess. Everything happened in slow motion as he watched the stranger attack Nymph. His body sailed forward to cut her off, but he was too late. At best, he might collide with her and knock her off balance. His resonating cry was like a screeching siren of agony and despair.

NOOO!!!!

"Talking."

WORDS: 000 | TAGGED: Nymph Audas @djinkka | NOTES: I hope I didn't power play too much there at the end, Frazz. C: just trying to move things along. Tell me if I did, though, and I'll fix it. Reply soon, guys!

[Nymph]

Hidden behind Kismet had some disadvantages, Nymph couldn't clearly see the dark female. She felt a touch awkward for hiding like she was, but it was Kismet's desire that she remain hidden so she didn't argue. Heavily furred ears listened to the short interchange of words between the others, contributing only her silence to the dangerous conversation.

Suddenly things changed for oral to physical action. She looked around Kismet as best she could while staying put and continued contact with him, she gained sight of Audas right as the huge female tore into his shoulder. His pained cry coupled with the blood seeping out of his wound made Nymph's heart clench. She hated others in pain. But no matter how much she wanted to run and see how he really fared, her feet were fixed to the ground and there was no possible way for her summon their movement.

Kismet left her side to defend their dear companion, leaving her completely vulnerable. Nymph looked to the attacker and realized she was looking at the little white female. I'm next. She raised her hackles, planted her already grounded feet firmer on the earth, flattened her ears to her skull as she showed her sharp teeth. She knew she hadn't a chance in the world to actually beat the stranger, but she was going to do her best to avenge Audas' injuries.

Kismet seemed to realize the dark female's interest in Nymph and changed course to either intercept or deflect, Nymph didn't know. She watched the tough attacker intensely, if she really had intent to kill the snowy fea, Nymph wanted to be prepared as possible. I'll see you soon, my dear brother.

The sweet Nymph was replaced with a determined one. She didn't try to attack or antagonize, simply waited for the pain. She would defend herself as best she could, and hopefully even out the score for the now unconscious Audas.

Word Count: 321.

Tagged: @kismet Audas @djinkka

OOC: She's ready for a tumble.

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The black femme's teeth pierced the male's flesh like a knife cleaving through butter; her powerful bite met little resistance as it sunk into sinew. She was careful to apply just the right amount of pressure -- she wanted to cause him enough pain to put him out of the fight for a bit, or at least to cause him a considerable disadvantage. But she would stop short of permanently wounding him. Her massive jaws could easily hew his skin to the bone, or snap the ligament in his wrist. In fact, it was taking a considerable amount of physical restraint not to do so. When she felt his muscles go slack she immediately released him, pushing his unconscious body out of the way with a twitch of her ugly snout.

Her head swiveled just in time to view Kismet in mid-lunge. Good. Then the plan was working -- going for Audas first had been a gamble, but it looked as though it was about to pay off. Behind the approaching male, the white she-wolf stood completely unattended. Vulnerable. A perfect target, as Yahvi would say. Djinkka braced herself for impact, knowing that she wouldn't be able to dodge swiftly enough to avoid Kismet's attack. It hardly mattered; it would take more than this intrepid weakling to make a dent in her armor. As he met her shoulder she felt a sharp, moderate pain which quickly subsided; her body and expression remained unflinching. The moment she felt his weight slide off her side she seized the opportunity, rearing back violently and springing forward with intense force -- enough to brush Kismet aside as he attempted to gun for another hit. Enough to close the distance that lay between her and the white femme.

But as she sailed through the air, her enormous black body comically elegant in mid-flight, the doubts began to creep in. As if in slow motion, Nymph's little exposed body readied itself in preparation for the pain that would undoubtedly follow impact. Her eyes showed fear, yes, but also dogged determination. Acceptance. Strength. As though she were at peace with the idea that her life could end in a matter of seconds. She did not snarl, or make any move to flee or counter-attack; she made no objections, nor any noise for that matter. Her white fur was the color of moonlight.

What was this she-wolf's crime?

Kill the weak. KILL THE WEAK. Djinkka's mind echoed with the bellowing voice of Yahvi. Kill the weak or pay the consequences. Nymph's disadvantage was obvious. If not disposed of now, she would beget more diminutive wolves, riddling Anikira's gene pool with dwarfism. And who was to say she did not display more genetic weaknesses invisible to the eye? She was as clear a mark for the Osani as there ever was one. It was Djinkka's job to clear those marks efficiently and effectively. When she joined the pack, she had made her solemn oath. She had sealed her fate in blood.

The black femme's body came crashing down atop Nymph, pinning her to the ground. The force of the landing, coupled with the weight of Djinkka's body, might have been enough to cause some bruising -- or, at the very least, to knock the wind out of the small she-wolf's lungs. The larger female's heavy paws held her victim in place, rendering her -- as far as she could tell -- unable to move. She lowered her coarse, emotionless face so that her washed-out, yellow eyes filled Nymph's entire field of vision. They attempted to command attention, but it was not difficult to see the fear and doubt hidden just below the surface.

"Let's make this quick."



word count: 643
tags: @kismet Nymph Audas
ooc: Unless you guys want to fight some more, I figured I'll have Djinkka chicken out in the next post or so.

[Audas]

Both Audas and Alika screamed each other's names as the enormous grey wolf, with incredibly dark fur and grey eyes sank his teeth into the females neck, Audas began to move, run to the defence of Alika, but the huge wolf's eyes turned to Audas, and lit up. 

Placing both front paws on the struggling female, the wolf gave a sharp pull.

After a brief, split second moment of resistance, flesh gave way to the force of the pull as an enormous amount of flesh was torn away from the females neck.

Audas screamed Alika's name as her head fell back to the ground, blood rapidly flowing around her own neck, legs twitching with pain. The last thing that Audas saw his love try to do was say something desperately, the only thing the male heard was, "I... Lov...".

Then the light in Alika's eyes went out, and the female went perfectly still.

She was gone.

Audas stood alone,  breathing heavily as he saw the life in Alika fade away. The war pack assembled under this wolf's command cheered at the killing. That was when Audas remembered, he had seen this wolf before, heard his name...

Memories flooded through the wolf, his family, alive and dead, Reland cowering under the body of mother, the long cold days alone and finally, a replay of the death of one he loved more than anything.

And deep inside the tourtured male's heart, darkness came out, controlled him, like a monster raising out of Audas' own soul.

The call for vengence... The monster had created a killer.

Audas turned his head slowly towards the massive wolf, his eyes filled with hatred and anger, a lust for blood the wolf had never felt before rose out from the pits of his soul. The wolf before him, the wolf known as Xaiver... He had to die.

With an spiteful howl, Audas lunged for the enormous wolf, the desire to kill him ravaged his mind.

Xaiver, caught off guard, stepped sideways and slashed claws across the younger wolf's side, but it did not stop Audas from clamping his jaw down on the larger wolf's rear leg as he flew past, Xaiver let out his own fierce howl as he gave a forceful shove that sent Audas flying. The brown-furred wolf, eyes burning, rose quickly again  and lunged back at his enemy.

It continued on, biting, scratching, ripping and tearing flesh. But as the fight wore on, Audas began to weaken, he was no match for this wolf physically, and his opponent was far more experienced.

Then he noticed something, demanding attention, as he pulled away from his last attack, Audas glanced in the direction of a grey wolf stood near the cliff edge, focused on Audas. His coat a mixture of normal greys and darker greys with intelligent, if amused eyes, once again the colour grey.

Then the wolf began to shove a log towards the edge of the cliff, before backing away. Audas turned back to his adversary. He knew what he had to do.

Audas charged at Xaiver, and the larger wolf attempted to clamp his jaws around the smaller males own neck, but at the last second, Audas stepped sideways, out of reach of the falling head, and slashed his claws across his opponents face... Straight through one of his eyes...

Xaiver let out a savage scream as his eye was sliced apart, he backed away, both eyes squeezed shut as he recoiled in pain... Taking a few steps back towards the cliff. Audas took his chance, he charged once more, and used his entire body weight in slamming into the larger grey wolf, Xaiver fell back further, and his legs hit the log.

Xaiver quickly lost his balance, fell behind the log... And over the cliff edge. His savage death howls echoed as he fell to his death, then were quickly cut short by a quiet pair of thuds.

Then silence fell.

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Audas' eyes blinked as he regained consciousness, the flashback had left the imprint on his mind. As Audas shook his head, he felt something warm flow around his shoulder, a glance confirmed that the warm flow was his own blood.

Then something else crossed Audas' mind.

'Kismet! Nymph!'

The drowsy wolf quickly recovered and raised his head. He saw Kismet stood facing the attacker, though Audas couldn't see them directly, Kismet had moved position, Audas painfully pulled himself to his feet, as he surveyed the area for Nymph and the stranger. He must have only been out for a few moments.

Then he heard Kismet scream in agony. Audas raised his head and saw why.

The enormous tundra wolf had leapt upon the much smaller arctic wolf, forcing Nymph down to the ground. 

Images flashed back into Audas' mind, Xaiver, his family, Alika, both alive, and the moment she was killed... It was almost exactly like before,

Audas felt his defences fall apart, a beast he had kept in check for so long ripped its way out of his soul and began to try and take over.

Thats when the tundra wolf spoke, "Let's make this quick.". The black female prepared to strike the death blow.

Audas then felt the monster finally take control once more, and for the first time since that dark night, Audas' eyes were consumed in hatred.

'NOT AGAIN! IT SHOULD BE ME OR YOU WHO NEEDS TO DIE! NOT HER!'

Consumed with rage, Audas charged for the female with a desire for blood. He would not lose another life for his mistakes.

Audas lunged... And connected with his full weight.

Word Count: 935
OCC: Another flashback, Audas has pretty much lost it now, you can carry on the fight now if you want or you can begin ending it here here, I don't mind. Audas will recover from this moment so he isn't permeantly affected.

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Kismet's lunge was far too late. He saw Nymph change into a defensive character. But not aggressively so. She seemed to simply steel herself for the pain, and the death that was sure to come. The male missed, and instead of hitting the female to knock her off course, he tumbled into the ground harshly. His right forepaw twisted slightly and he yelped in pain. When he finally stopped rolling, he was several feet away; too far to do anything to save Nymph. He was a very skilled fighter, but he had made one calculated mistake that would now lead to Nymph's death.

Let's make this quick.

The large female was standing on top of the little white Arctic. Her heavy paw pinned down the body below her, and her eyes stared down into her victim's. An anger leapt into Kismet like a wild fire. He let out a savage growl, and slowly got to his paws. Nymph was not dying today. The sound ripped out of his throat in an almost carnal way. He had never made such a sound in his life, but now, here he stood. He hoped that the sound would break the other wolf's focus for long enough that he could make his move, or run her off. As the huge wolf slowly moved closer to her target, Kismet's growl grew in menacing volume. His ears were flattened to his skull, his tail sticking straight out, and his hackles were risen so far that he actually looked bigger.

Step. Away.

He commanded the wolf in a tone that was both warning, and demanding in a way that would have been hard to disobey had he been an alpha, speaking to one of his subjects. He only hoped to break her focus for long enough to save Nymph's life. He would not even try to kill her. But he didn't let that show. His body language screamed, If you kill her, you die.

"Talking."

WORDS: 000 | TAGGED: Audas Nymph @djinkka | NOTES: sorry for the wait guys (:

[Nymph]

Everything happened so quickly, yet time seemed to drag on for the little snowy female. One minute, a huge form was flying towards her and the next she was crumpled under the weight of whoever this attacker was. She stared up at the dark wolf hovering over her with murder glowing in her eyes. She could feel the hot breath of this unknown female against her face. If this wasn't life or death in the balance, Nymph would have taken a moment to be impressed by the strength this female possessed.

Nymph heard Kismet's body hit the earth with a heavy thud, but she didn't dare try to look to see how he fared. She simply stared back, ready. Fear was there of course, she didn't want to die but if today was the day, so be it.

Let's make this quick.

The words snaked into Nymphs ears with a murderous hiss. "I pray I shall haunt you forever. Not to attempt to instill fear in you, I know that would be pointless, but maybe one day you will think back to today and ponder why you snuffed out the life of one who never meant harm towards any other creature." Nymph's voice was quiet and calm. She knew her words probably meant nothing to the female towering over her, but she didn't want to die in silence. The snowy female wasn't sure what the reaction may be from the dark wolf. Surprise? It was possible as she was most likely used to threats or supplications of mercy from her intended victims. Anger? Indifference? It really was impossible for the little female to predict.

Kismet's command broke Nymph's train of thought. She tried to picture him in her mind, angry and ready to make his move. However, she still stared up at the eyes of her soon to be murderer. "Do what you must. I'm not afraid."

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