Voices in the Wood

[silver]

"Who ever said I was looking for a pack?"

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Exodus gave a rough sounding laugh. “It doesn’t matter, now. You’ve obviously made your choice.” He gave a scoff. “You should know, though, that Anikira is mostly comprised of pack land territory. You’ll have a very limited space to live upon. That’s not even mentioning how the second you enter another’s territory, you’ll be chased off with your tail between your legs.” He growled. The hackles along his spine rising further. He was reaching his boiling point. Oh how long it had been since Exodus had been this pissed off. Did he ever get this pissed before?

Crise’s laugh rung out clearly in the day’s air. Exodus’ took a second to pause while her lyrical words drifted into his skull. "What a pity children aren't taught manners anymore." The black brute’s ears flickered at the words and he gave a laughing growl. “Yes, it is a true pity, Crise.” He answered and threw an extremely nasty glare at Krever. Movement caught his eye and Exodus turned to peer over at Rhodan. His thoughts of the brute were not yet complete. Though he did seem genuinely sorry for trespassing, there could be another motive or so behind his appearance here. What if he was in league with those rouges? Maybe it was some kind of infiltration plan to destroy the pack from within its own members and boundaries? Ah, plausible yes. Giving nothing of his suspicion away from his look, Exodus turned his massive cranium back to Krever. In the back of his mind, he reminded himself that the bird was still around. If it decided to attack, oh how sorry it would be. Or rather, the female seeing as the bird would not make it.

"You best shut the hell up and stay out of it... Runt."[/b]

At Krever’s line, Exodus became scarily still. His focus was solely upon the brown female before him. As he spoke, his words slow and obviously forced to keep some semblance of calmness to them. “Get out. Now. If you leave now, I will let you live without any harm coming to you.” Krever chose this time to speak her next set of words. Exodus’ lips curled into a sadistic snarl. Ah, she lost her chance. For a moment, it seemed as Exodus might not do anything but stand there and just watch her leave. However, the case it was not. She had pushed him too far. If it was one thing Exodus hated the most in the world, it was insubordination. Others must learn themselves how to respect their higher ups or else the lesson would be forced upon them. It was how he was taught and how he will teach.

Like only moments before, a brutal roar formed upon Exodus’ lips. He lunged out using his back legs to push off against the ground so as to collide into Krever harder. His intention was to chase her off his land, but he would deal as much damage as possible while doing so. “Leave!” He bellow at the top of his lungs. Opening his muzzle, he slide through the air like a hot knife through butter. The Alpha’s intention was to hit and bite such as he would while taking a deer down. His eyes were locked upon her throat. If he caught her, she was as good as dead. It was possible she might not even make it to the boarder… alive.[/blockquote][/size]

[rhodan]

“It doesn’t matter, now. You’ve obviously made your choice.” He gave a scoff. “You should know, though, that Anikira is mostly comprised of pack land territory. You’ll have a very limited space to live upon. That’s not even..."

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After the male spoke, Rhodan's mind drifted to other places. Anikira, he had said. Was that the name of this place? The name had a ring to it, a kind of warm yet powerful vibe growing amongst it.

The timber brute took the moment that was not his to examine where, exactly, he was. To his left was an enormous lake, with an odd landmass protruding from it's center like a pupil. Like a giant, dark eye, Rhodan thought. He shivered, his entire spine crawling with the motion. This forest really gave him the creeps.

Truth in truth, he missed his cave life. If it weren't for his damn sister, he wouldn't even be here! Rhodan kept his turmoil and anger inside himself, knowing fully well what an outburst would cause on his health.

The massive charcoal alpha snarled a warning at the other Mackenzie femme, which made Rhodan take another step backward. If the femme left, the alpha would turn to him. But if she stayed, she would almost certainly be killed, and then the black Mackenzie Valley would turn to him with more vigor.

Between a rock and a hard place, Rhodan said to himself. Why the hell is it always me?

He could only wonder what this fae's action would mean for him.

ooc: Sorry. Museless post, and I couldn't find much to post about. -death via bad posting-

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[krever]

"It's not like I have a choice..." Krever mumbled to herself after the Alpha stated that the land was mostly made up of pack territories. She didn't care. If there were a place she could run to, she'd go there. But for now, the only place she is staying is in Anikira.

When the black male continued to glance back at Krever, she shook slightly. Very aggravated that she always turns out as the bad guy. She was right about this area being filled with dark souled wolves. She could sense evil in them, that, or they are extremely anal about trespassers.

After she snapped at the small mexican female, the alpha snapped back. “Get out. Now. If you leave now, I will let you live without any harm coming to you.” Her bronze eyes narrowed, and he began to snarl.

Krever took a few steps back, she could hear from the back of her head her raven friend shouting for her to get out of there. But everything was happening so quickly. Her legs trembled, her ears and tail twitched greatly, and her breathing was uneven. The femme was truly panicked now. The large male lunged towards her, angrier than ever. She had really done it now, but it wasn't her fault. Her whole experience with other wolves had been bad ones. They always looked for fights, almost always hungry for a chicken dinner.

Krever stood as still as a stone, her mind as telling her to run, but her legs wouldn't let her. The massive brute plowed right into young female. She crashed to the ground with a sharp, ear-piercing yelp. The blow from the male stunned her, as much as she wanted to get up and run off, her body wouldn't cooperate.

The male shouted to her to leave, and it continued to echo through her head. Krever began to pant heavily, in a complete daze she brought herself back to her feet. It was as if her entire body and mind was taken over by something else, she didn't feel right. Whines mixed with growls started to slither from her maw as her legs continued to tremble.

Fohn cawed loudly at his companion. "Krever please, lets just go before you end up dead... If I ever let you die... I don't know what I'd do!" The bird continued to shout at Krever. Her vision was blurred, but aimed on the black male.

She backed up a little more, she knew this wolf was determined to kill if she didn't leave right away. The snapping of his jaws and Fohn's cries continued to ring in her ears. Her eyes lined with tears and her teeth began to chatter. It was too late, she couldn't react quick enough. Her entire being was overtaken by fear.

As if it were all happening in slow motion, her eyes widened as the large brute flew towards her again. His jaws opened wide and his silver irises focused on her neck. There was nothing she could do at this moment, she was frozen with fear and anger. And there was nothing Fohn could do. It wouldn't take much to snap a two pound bird with one bite. The young femme closed her eyes tightly, streams of tears running from her face, as she awaited certain death.

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Silv, you can PP my charrie a little if you wanna

[crise]

The Mexican femora caught the weak smile of the young brute and returned it with a bemused grin of her own. He was so timid and seemed to be repulsed by the bird loving femme's behaviour. Crise found it kind of cute in an endearing sort of way. Maybe Exodus wouldn't be too hard on him after the rude fae was dealt with. Now her Crise definately wouldn't mind seeing getting knocked around a bit.

"You best shut the hell up and stay out of it... Runt."

Her auds pricked as her eyes narrowed, a low growl rumbling in her throat. Her fangs were bared as her grin morphed into a sneer. She knew what she was, knew she was a runt. That was the least of her problems though. Quite frankly the Mexican fae didn't mind her lack of size. It was a cute and childish stature, much like her personality when she was missing all sense of herself. For the Mackenzie Valley femme to call her out on that of all things was laughable. "Don't be jealous, silly girl. My size is the least of your worries."

Crise felt rather pleased when Exodus jumpped to her defense. Her tail flicked back and forth momentarily, stormy grey eyes trained intently on the disrespectful stranger. That femme was a real piece of work. It was almost as if she were begging for death. And it was all for the sake of some silly bird! The multihued fae wasn't sure if the other was blind or just plain stupid. Given the current situation, that bird had a much better survival rate. He was safe up in the trees and sky. The femme, on the other hand, was on the receiving end of a powerful lung from the angry alpha male.

For the longest moment things seemed to happen in slow motion. Exodus charged and the fae's entire defense system shut down. She took the blow directly, not even trying to fight back. Crise watched as the other female stood shock still, paralyzed in fright. That girl really was lacking a brain. Maybe if she'd learn to hold her tongue she woudn't find herself in such horrible messes.

Crise couldn't help but shake her head slowly. All this nonsense over some stupid bird. Her gaze swept up towards the trees, trying to locate the sounds of the panicked cawing. The raven seemed to have more common sense than his little friend, the way he kept telling her to run. If the Mack. Valley femme had been smart, she would have listened to the bird. Instead, she was now trying to pathetically defend a creature she had used to stir up trouble, a creature that was much safer than she would ever hope to be.

"Exodus," she called out suddenly, amusement in her eyes. "Teach her how to fly! maybe then she'll see that bird of hers is safer than the rest of us." She wasn't sure if the brute would understand her words or not, but the thought was amusing all the same. She wanted to see him haul the femme up and possibly shove her through the air. Make her paws leave the ground. Let her see that the one with the best chance of escape was the so called Fohn.

Silently, deftly she padded her way around the perimeter of the small clearing. Her eyes never left the fight as her paws drew her closer to the timid young male. As she drew up next to him, she lowered herself onto her haunches and wrapped her tail round her paws. From her new spot she could vaguely spie Machi hiding in the bushes, though she made no comment about the other Mexican femora. Instead, she turned towards the male with a friendly smile, laughter in her voice once again. "Your little friend is none too bright, is she? At least you seem to have a bit of common sense."

[flea]

Ooc: This post runs off of Flea's bio, since it is set up in journal-like sections, you you might want to reference back to that before reading Flea's post xP

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"Why did he send me here? What is so great about this place... I don't know... I'm scared..."

Little footsteps pressed against the soft dirt. Every twig that snapped, or leaf that crunched, echoed throughout the dark, mysterious forest. Flea's ears were flattened tightly against her skull. The little wolf was truly terrified of this place. Of all forests she'd been in, this one was the worst. Ominous voices whispered inaccurate words with each turn of her little ears.

As she padded on, different voices appeared within the sounds. These voices were much clearer, as if there were actual speaking creatures within the forest. Flea's hackles rose from the scruff of her neck all down her spine. Sure, she was scared, but she wasn't going to turn around and run back to the safety of... There was nothing she could run back too. She was trapped here.

Small whimpers murmured from her maw, either she was hallucinating, or she was really hearing voices. As she ventured on, misty figures appeared in the distance. The scent was familiar, the scent of wolves. But these wolves had a distinct scent from those of her family. The little wolf's legs trembled. She had never came in contact of another of her species before. Maybe they are friendly... Maybe they ate already, so they wont eat me... Her little puppy mind rambled on.

As Flea padded closer, the figures became more distinguished. They were definitely the shapes of wolves. But a negative vibe came from these wolves. Little Flea scuttled behind a rock, half her face peering at the wolves not far away. Her forest green eye glowing through the mist as she observed these wolves.

The first wolf that caught her eye was the massive black male with a brilliant marking upon his forehead. This is the wolf she got a bad vibe from, she could see in his face that he was very angry. The next wolves near him, were two tan mixed colored wolves. And the last one she saw nearest too her was a chocolate colored female, shaking in her boots. There was another presence in the forest, hiding in the brush. Flea assumed it was another wolf.

Cawing broke out in the middle of her observation, which startled her greatly. The snarling of the wolves furthest from her were frightening as well. As she continued to watch, a fight broke out. The two largest wolves clashed into each other. The brown one wasn't welcomed into this forest? Many questions jumbled through the pup's mind. A gruesome scene it was also. What did the little wolf get herself into? Her curiosity could kill the... Pup.

[silver]

Unlike he had first imagined, Krever didn’t move as much as he had thought. In fact, she only had moved a couple of steps in a backward position. Exodus fell upon her like a tree. The wind would be knocked right from her lungs for a second time that day. When the black male made contact, his jowls instantly closed around her thickly furred neck. He squeezed down all the while snarling. Challengingly, he stared deep into her soul using his often haunting mist colored eyes to really strike fear into her. Exodus didn’t get it though. If she wasn’t scare, then why was she acting like that? Acting as if her very muscles cried mutiny. Why had she brought this down upon herself such as she had? If she simple gave him an apology and left, all this would have been avoided. She’d merrily be on her way, safe and sound. Exodus growled and jerked to the right quickly. It was a light jerk, as was his hold around her throat. It would cause a good deal of discomfort and only a small deal of pain. In all honesty, though he was raving mad, Exodus wouldn’t kill her. He had killed once. Though his attitude and appearance may suggest otherwise, the Alpha didn’t find the act appealing in any way. The one being he wanted dead was already dead. What right did he have to take another’s life away. Giving a tight squeeze Exodus let go of her neck and roughly grabbed her scruff.

Here, he took no mercy and yanked her to her paws. Angrily leading the way, Exodus forcibly led her away from the group. His strength was enough to keep her in life if she seemed ready to bolt or fight back. IT was funny how one’s anger can lead to a slight increase in power. To any who might happen to see, the scene was probably quite the odd one. A massive wolf dragging another large wolf by the scruff through this charred lands was not a normal scene to say the least. In a way, it was much like a rather displeased father dragging off his young, rebellious daughter to a place where she could think over her mistakes and learn from them. Finally, Exodus had reached the boarder where two parts of his land touched with the other Alpha’s land. Snarling, Exodus threw Krever in the direction of the other alpha’s land and gave her tail a good chomp. It was only to be a reminder of what would happen if she ever dared return. Though, of course, it would be far worse than a simple bite to the rear. She was the other brute’s problem now. Standing there, the black Alpha’s hackles bristled. “Don’t even think of coming back. My teeth will be all that’s waiting.” He said in a low, gruff tone with a serious expression to match.

Exodus waited there until he was sure Krever was completely gone from his land and would never come back. Inside, he didn’t feel a lick of accomplishment for what he did but the bloody bitch had it coming to her. Giving a finalized snort, the alpha turned back and trotted back to where his pack members and possibly future members still remained. As he came back within the something similar to a circle area, his eyes gazed around and focused upon ever living one there. Dropping his head, Exodus gave a very heavy sigh. The last of his anger was ebbing away. “You, what did you say your name was? Rhodan? “ He said suddenly snapping out of his thoughts. “Hmmm. I thank you for listening to me and bothering to offer an apology. I respect those who take their blame upon their own shoulders.” Exodus said dipping his marked head towards the other male. “Since all else is over, you best be on your way out of here. Unless you were seeking shelter for a while? You said you just washed up only a little while ago, yes?” No doubt the brute was a good bit sore. Turning his eyes to Mizuki, he gestured calmly for her to come out of the bush. The gesture also went to show her he was no longer anger and she no longer had to hide.

After this, his eyes began to wander. It was then that Exodus noticed a rather white and fuzzy shape that A) had not been there earlier and B) did not belong. Narrowing his eyes, he took a step closer expecting it to be prey. Though, what his eyes met was not something he’d want to eat. “My my, what do we have here?” He inquired with a raised brow as he bent his head lower to the small pup. “Hey, kid. What’s your name, hmm? Mine’s Exodus. I’m the Alpha of these lands. What’s a small thing like yourself doing here, alone and without your parents, hm?” Ahh, his soft spot was beginning to emerge. Pups. You just gotta love em.

[krever]

A sharp, piercing yelp echoed through the dark forest as the alpha brute's fangs made contact with her throat. Krever gasped for air in a searing pant as the wind was knocked out of her when his large build rammed into hers. The pain was everything she'd imagined it would be. But young Krever was too terrified to even move. As much as she wanted to, she couldn't fight back. She couldn't defend herself. The brown femme was paralyzed, and it could have been avoided if she'd only listened.

Fohn shrieked and cried during the entire scene, as much as the bird wanted to help, he promised his companion he would stay away. The bird swooped down and started circling the catastrophic event happening below. He bellowed Krever's name multiple times, praying for he safely.

With a few jerks and tugs at her neck, the brute let go of Krever's throat, and clenched onto her scruff. What was happening? Why wasn't she dead? And why did he have a change of heart? Krever was hopelessly dragged by the mighty wolf, her neck was in excruciating pain as the puncture wounds seared. Her throat felt on fire. Small trickles of blood slowly flowed from her wounds, running down her chest and dripping onto the soil. Leaving a small bloody trail to her destination.

Fohn followed, soaring higher than the massive branches, but low enough to see what was happening. His companion was still frozen with fear, but the bird didn't know that. "Oh Krever... Please don't be dead..." Fohn quietly whispered to himself as he continued to hover from above.

The femme's eyes never blinked as she was being drug away from the pack. Her bronze eyes were wider than ever, streams of tears running from her face in the same patterns as the blood dribbling from her throat. But the female never made a sound. The brute tossed her, she assumed she was out of his territory here. As weak as she was at the moment, she didn't collapse to the ground. Instead, she continued her posture, like a stone statue. The alpha chomped at her tail but Krever didn't even notice. The pain in her neck was overpowering any other pain inflicted on her body.

“Don’t even think of coming back. My teeth will be all that’s waiting.”

His words echoed in her mind. Many, many times. More tears moistened her cheeks as she finally snapped out of paralysis. She jerked her head left and right, then began to whimper. Her legs trembled as she twisted her body around, her eyes gazing into the mysterious silver eyes of the male. A sharp shiver ran down her spine, the young female learned her lesson, and she knew she will never end up in that forest again. She turned her back to the alpha, and began to slowly run off into the new territory.

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And now she's ended up in the Kamari XD. (which her story will run off to)

[malstor]

Wandering through the strange lands, Malstor thought he saw a forest up ahead, and a spooky-looking one at that. Malstor shivered. Never had he seen a forest that looked so eerie. Suddenly, he heard shouts up in the distance. He howled loudly before investigating, however, so that the wolves would know of his presence.

He stepped further into the fog covering the forest, flinching at every sound that came from the treetops. He smelled sevral wolves up ahead. Great. This was a pack territory. They might not take kindly to tresspassers. Still, this could be his one shot at finding a family again.

He approached the area slowly, grooming his fur as he did so. After all, he wanted to make a good first impression. He took a deep breath, let all of his negative feelings glide away, and slowly entered the clearing.

"Hello." he said softly. He glanced toward the handsome black male that seemed to be the alpha of these lands. "I hope I'm not interrupting anything..." he continued. that must have sounded pathetic. Malstor rolled onto his back in a more submissive posture, hoping to impress the alpha. He tucked his tail between his legs and grinned up at the male.

[flea]

The little Flea couldn't help but tremble with fear. The frightful scene between the two wolves only brought back memories from her past. The large bear and her dearest, departed mother. She swallowed hard and shook greatly at the thought, then cowered to the safety of he rock she was hiding behind.

All Flea could hear was snarling, growling, and yelping. She dared not to witness the crime, from what she only assumed... She knew someone was going to die. She tightly closed her eyes and flattened her ears to her head. She didn't want to see or hear it, but it was unavoidable.

Then finally, the noises perished. Flea's multi-colored eyes opened, as her ears detached from upon her weary head. All she could do now was listen. But there was no sound, the dark forest was silent. Flea leaned over, peaking back at the scene. And there, the brown wolf in the massive jaws of the large black brute. Young Flea began to whimper, from what her little eyes could tell is that the motionless brown Fae was dead. Her eyes followed the black wolf, as she watched him drag off the female wolf out of the forest. Flea sat back, her small head lowered close to the ground as she weeped.

Many long moments passed, time which Flea couldn't lapse. How long has it been since that large wolf left? And... When was he coming back? Flea pondered, she didn't want to stay, for she too, could be next on death row for trespassing. Trembling, the little pup stood to her feet, ready to head back in the direction she came before the large alpha returned.

As soon as she took a step into the clearing, the familiar, gruff voice of the alpha wavered through the forest. Flea jumped from the sound, and swiftly turned to face in the direction the wolf pack was in. She was the alpha speak to a smaller, multi-brown hued male. This was her chance to get away before she got spotted. She turned quietly back around and slinked back past the rock.

“My my, what do we have here?”

Flea froze, her strange different colored orbs went wide with fear. Her head swiveled to face the large alpha, than began to tremble as his head lowered to her level.

“Hey, kid. What’s your name, hmm? Mine’s Exodus. I’m the Alpha of these lands. What’s a small thing like yourself doing here, alone and without your parents, hm?”

Flea blinked many times, this reaction was very unexpected. Her eyes shifted around, avoiding eye contact with the large male. "Uhh...Mmm...M-My name I-Is Flea..." She stuttered, tucking her tail tightly between her legs. Her ears laid flat as her eyes rose to meet his mysterious silver marking. "I just got here... My family is gone... Please don't hu-urt me... I didn't mean to c-come here..."
The strange thing was, this wolf didn't look like he was going to hurt the little pup. His eyes were gentle and he spoke softly. Flea eased up a bit, relaxing, but remaining in a submissive position.

[rhodan]

"Your little friend is none too bright, is she? At least you seem to have a bit of common sense."

Rhodan listened as the Mexican female, apparently named Crise, laughed and spoke. Though she was rather small, she had a certain bite to the way she spoke that made the timber brute dip his head mentally to her. "I'd hardly consider her my friend," Rhodan said quietly to her, a chuckle in his voice.

After a flurry of bites and angry words, the jet black alpha had driven the brown Mackenzie Valley down and out of the border, Rhodan relaxed a bit, even though it seemed that this episode had turned into a show. Another female, from this Salen pack, Rhodan guessed, had joined them, as well as a pup.

Snapping back from his temporary lapse and observation time, the brute listened again as the alpha spoke.

“You, what did you say your name was? Rhodan? Hmmm. I thank you for listening to me and bothering to offer an apology. I respect those who take their blame upon their own shoulders... Since all else is over, you best be on your way out of here. Unless you were seeking shelter for a while? You said you just washed up only a little while ago, yes?”

Rhodan dipped his head to the alpha again, feeling as if his energy and sarcasm were both drained. Oh, how he would love to have a warm place to stay! But, he thought to himself, it really is a bit much to ask. With a quick mental nod, Rhodan spoke his reply to the male."I couldn't ask that of you, Exodus, sir. I feel as if I've already caused enough trouble."

ooc: Oh my jeez. I have so much muse for Avani but none for him. D;

[machi]

<sub>Mizuki could only watched as her alpha nearly killed the femme before she'd run off. Machi couldn't help but feel terrified but smug at the same time. He'd warned her to get off these lands or he would take action but she didn't listen. So this was the power of an alpha? fierce power that should never be questioned. Soon her brown orbs shifted to the other intruder. The male one. She was unsure of what his next moves will be but a part of her hoped he would not test Exodus' patients again, then on the other paw, she wanted to see him run like his companion.

Suddenly, a voice reached her auds and she turned her head to see a different wolf. He spoke softly and nervously, she'd wondered if he'd seen what they had. But then again he might be a bit more fearful if he had. She watched him roll into a submissive position, she couldn't help but giggle to herself. It was funny to watch another wolf do that, she never understood why. Though many wolves back home had done it to her parents.

Exodus spoke with the other wolf, he wasn't getting the can like the first but there was still a bit of sternness in his voice. Probably still angry at the femme. Her eyes brightened when Exodus looked her way and gestured for her to come out of hiding now. She happily stood up and trotted over to Exodus' side. She gave him a silly grin and then remembered the other brute. She nudged his side and gestured over to the other brute before he patted over to a couple rocks. She blinked curiously and followed shortly behind him.

She peered over the rocks and saw a small white pup. Younger than she was. The poor thing looked terrified, like it'd seen a monster! She looked over at Exodus and chuckled nervously to herself. Of course she'd seen a monster at the time. But he wasn't a monster anymore. Flea, she said her name was. Machi smiled, like Exodus she had a soft sports for pups. It was her soft spot for pups that got her here... Her brows furrowed at the harsh memories of her parents. She shook her head vigorously. No! She was living a new life now, on her own, happy without her parents. However, she dearly missed her brother, Kai.

Machi licked her lips and looked at Exodus, she'd never seen him act likes this before. She thought it was rather funny. One minute he was really angry at scary now he was being really sweet and kind. She giggled. She listened to the poor pup say her family was gone, and she didn't mean to come onto these lands. “Poor thing.” She whispered, softly, her brown orbs stared into the pups, and she looked back up to Exodus. “Can't leave her, right?” She questioned, short word sentences where all she was capable of, her eyes never looked into Exodus', and then she realized, she had still never told him her name. “Mizuki... Machi for short.” She glanced up at him for a moment and smiled faintly before looking back to the pup, then her paws.</sub>

[crise]

Crise laughed quietly along with the multicolored male as her gaze slowly drifted back towards the action in the center of the clearing. Stormy eyes danced with delight as she watched Exodus sink his fangs into the large female. She wasn't one to normally be a sadist, or at least she thought she wasn't a sadist, so she couldn't be too sure why she was enjoying the scene so much. Especially when, in all truth, Crise hated all forms of confrontation. She just hadn't remembered that aspect of herself yet.

But anyways, for some odd reason she was delighting a little too much in the alpha's rough treatment of the Mackenzie femme as he dragged her from his territory. Maybe she was just awestruck by the sense of justice filling the air as Exodus defended his land. Or, maybe she was feeling a little smug knowing that part of the dark male's rough actions were in her defense. Most likely, however, her new found sadism was linked directly to her steadily increasing heart rate.

Watching the forceful removal of Krever from Acerbus caused Crise's adrenaline to kick in. Her excitement was mixed with a slight fear at what was happening, and the result was a racing heart. This was not good given her arrhythmia and though she showed no noticable signs of it, if she did not get her heart to slow down soon she would most likely end up blacking out again. The infernal ringing had already started in her ears, and every twitch she gave the furry appendages would not cause the sound to cease. Her skin felt slightly heated as well, and her mouth parted slightly as she released quiet pants.

As Exodus and the female slowly faded from sight, she had to blink to make sure she was seeing clearly. Thank the heavens she was sitting, because the excitment of everything was begining to make the world spin, and the alpha's reappearance did nothing to help. Her mind was slowly clouding over as the marked one rounded on the timid brute beside her. In an attempt to clear her mind and vision, she shook out her head and neck, blinking fiercely. It didn't work, and as she rose to follow the alpha over to a fluffy, white blob her entire frame involuntarily shuddered.

Several times she wobbled on her feet, once actually stumbling. For a brief moment her front legs gave out and her chest hit the ground. Her eyes squinted shut as her auds backed down, a grimace marring her pretty face. What was going on with her? Why was the earth seeming to slip from beneath her? For a few very long minutes she remained where she'd fallen. Opening her mouth widely, she inhaled deeply only to exhale rather loudly. Her eyes remained tightly shut as she tried not to whimper, wishing the ringing would go away. The took second exaggerated breath, followed by a third and a fourth. She didn't care if she drew the attention of the others or not. She just needed to keep breathing, in and out and in and out. Her heart began to slow, returning to its usual steady thump, and by the time she oppened her eyes the world had stopped its rapid spin.

With a whimpering sigh she forced herself up on unsteady legs. The ringing was still in her ears and she felt rather light headed, but she could feel her body calming down. Tentatively she took a step forward, testing her balance. Confident she wouldn't fall again, she made her way towards where Exodus and Machi had gathered. All trace of the bitter fae had vanished, a partial memory wipe having taken place during her almost fainting spell. What was left behind was a rather curious femme, tall auds pricking as the ringing died down and was replaced with a timid, stammering voice.

As she pulled herself up beside the slightly larger Mexican femora, Crise's head dropped to the ground. Her eyes widened in delight as the white blob from earlier focused into the form of a young pup. A smile blossomed on her lips, tail wagging back and forth in curious, happy bliss. "You don't look much like a flea to me," she cooed, dropping onto her stomach to get a closer look at the cowardly pup. "You're much to cute to be a flea."

She was so intently focused on the adorable, little, white fae that she took no notice of the very near by howl. Even without her memory Crise was a very social creature. She had a curious nature and often times acted very much like a child herself. Given her age, she also had a bit of a maternal instinct. She'd always wanted pups of her own, but her little accident had prevented that from ever happening. Her romance with Telmar had been short lived, she having taken his life in a moment of darkness she currently did not remember.

[silver]

Before anyone could answer any of Exodus’ questions, a racket of a howl split through the almost silent forest of charred bark. The irritated brute curled his black lip as his silver optics flickered upward to find the source of the noise. When a grey brute stepped out from a couple of bushes, the dark Alpha jumped over the pup, his hackles raise, banner flying high in the air. “How dare you!” He snarled viciously and snapped his jaws together, saliva flying from his muzzle. As if one wolf coming upon his land and disobeying his authority wasn’t enough! Now here came yet another wolf. The brute had howled, but Exodus never gave him the permission to enter his lands. Were his scent markers really that faint? Growling deeply from within his chest, Exodus sneered at the brute in an unforgiving, merciless way.

Malstor spoke, saying how he hoped he was not interrupting something. “As a matter of fact, you were!” Exodus replied. The Alpha’s hackles had risen full force causing him to look even bigger, more intimidating than he already did. Circling Malstor, Exodus thought quickly about what to do with the brute who was now lowering himself in a submission position. Exodus stopped, a paw inches above the ground. Surveying optics studied Malstor closely. “Do you not know, pup, that this territory is claimed? Just because you howled does not give you any right to enter my lands without my permission, that of which I do not recall giving you.” The words were spoken in a tone seeping with venom. Everything about Exodus screamed that Malstor was walking on extremely thin ice.

A soft thud echoed briefly in his black ears. Blinking, his cranium turned toward Crise who lay upon the ground. Exodus took a step forward, his posture changing drastically to one that was worried and caring. Perhaps he was bipolar? Taking another step, the Alpha frowned and sniffed at the ground for any new scents. Nothing had changed, really, save Crise falling forward. What was up with this femme? A moment later found the Mexican femora whimpering and sitting up again. “Are you alright, Cri--” Exodus shushed when a tiny, scared voice entered his auds. The brute swung his head towards Flea and listened to her speak. Instantly, Exodus reverted back to his former, not so mad self. His soft eyes watched Flea with an attitude of amusement.

The sound of shuffling paws and the squeal of a happy femme filled the air. Crise began talking to Flea, excited about her arrival. She didn't look like a flea at all, Exodus mentally agreed with a short chuckle. Exodus looked over as Mizuki, as the newer Mexican femme said. She finally spoke. “No we can’t just leave her here, Machi.” He said with his usual gruff voice. Looking back at Flea, the wolf cracked a smile. What’s this? Exodus? Smiling?! Well, that was pretty new and very rare. “It’s alright, kid. You’re new to the rules of life. Unlike some.” He said as his eyes flickered angrily back over at Malstor before they came to rest upon the white little cute fluff ball. “Would you like a place to stay for a while?” He asked, his smile still not fading.

Rhodan was the next to whom Exodus addressed. Rolling his great shoulders in a shrug, Exodus replied, “You’ve caused less trouble than others. I suppose I can live with that.” Again, his eyes flickered over to the grey wolf who lay in the submissive position. “You. What is your name and what reasons do you have for coming, without permission, into my lands?” The voice was spoken with a tone of displeasure. Frowning deeply, Exodus stepped back and away from the crowd of wolves. There were too many things going on at this moment. Too many things that called for his attention. His jaw clenched and his orbs slowly passed from wolf to wolf. Too many things… He thought with a mental whimper.

[malstor]

Malstor jumped up and answered the alpha's question. "I'm Malstor, and I apologize for entering your territory. Had I known that I had to wait for permission, I would have waited at the border."

Damn! he thought. Just my luck. I run into an agressive alpha.... who's a little over the edge with portecting his territory. Malstor's eyes darted from one wolf to the other. "I'm truley sorry for entering, I'll leave now, if you wish."

No. Malstor had been kicked out of too many homes. He had to stand up for himself once in a while. "I did smell you territory markers, sir." he said. "Had I known that.... well... I apologize."

Maybe someone could tell me where I am, at best. he thought. He then dared to ask this question. "Could anybody tell me where I am? You see, a few hours ago, I washed up on this beach, and felt that I had to explore. I headed for these woods in the hopes that they were claimed....and they were, needless to say."

Malstor decided to leave the parts about his living with humans for a short time out. These wolves would not take kindly to him if they learned that he was a "Straightspine" pet. That's what the other stray dogs in the nieghborhood had called him. He dipped his head respectfully. "I will leave now, if you wish, I won't come back to these lands...." "But I do want to join this pack, you see... I have a strange attraction to forests for an Arctic Wolf and..." His voice trailed off.

Leave it to Malstor to start chattering like a carnary. I guess I should shut up now... he said as he waited for the alpha's reply.

[flea]

The puppy's eyes stared willingly into the silver ones of her superior. A mighty wolf whom could easily snap her in two if needed. A mysterious wolf with shocking personality. Flea observed as he talked soft and nicely towards her, then switched to an annoyed, angry state when speaking to others. Flea was only slightly concerned, but she soon figured out this large male could actually like little Flea.

Unexpectedly, the black brute rose in rage once more. A jolt of fear ran through Flea, she cowered greatly as the alpha lept over her. Her eyes followed him curiously as she too, spotted yet another wolf. The large alpha roared in anger at the newcomer, snapping his jaws together. Flea pinned her ears back, still concerned at this male's attitude. Could he snap at her at one point? Potentially killing her? The pup shivered slightly.

“Can't leave her, right?” Bi-colored orbs flickered to the speaking Mexican femme, then followed her gaze back to the alpha. "Mizuki... Machi for short."

[/b] Flea looked around, her eyes peered over at the other Mexican fae, whom seemed to be in distress. Flea's eyes widened in panic, so many things were happening at once. She continued to watch, as miraculously the female got to her feet again, acting like nothing happened.

"You don't look much like a flea to me..." Flea's eyes trailed as the female lowered herself to the ground. "You're much to cute to be a flea." The pup smiled timidly, her ears flicked from the alpha's voice. “No we can’t just leave her here, Machi.” Flea giggled, as she eased a little more. For some reason she thought the worse would happen. “It’s alright, kid. You’re new to the rules of life. Unlike some... Would you like a place to stay for a while?”

A little creamy tail swept the forest floor, a hind leg arched back to scratch behind her ear as a wide, cutely covered smile curved her lips. "Yeah! Yeah!" She continued to scratch some more. Her bi-colored irises met with the gray ones of the Mexican in front of her while Exodus spoke to the Timber and Grey males. "You're really pretty miss." Her leg met the ground again as she shook out her fur. Her gaze met with the other Mexican female named Machi. "You are pretty too!" Flea giggled, wagging her tail more swiftly against the dirt.

Flea jumped up excitedly and trotted over to Exodus. She sat down next to him her tail still swaying happily. Listening to Malastor, her gaze met with his, then cocked her head up to stare at the mighty alpha. Creamy ears perked forward as she listened to the dark gray wolf. He sure does talk a lot... She thought, a tiny chuckle brewed. A tingly annoyance pinched at her back, she arched her neck over to nip at it, soothing the irritating itch that occurs on her skin.

Once done itching, she smiled again, her neck still arched behind her looking at the Mexican faes. This was the first time she had shown happiness in many days. She still had the smell of salty water on her fur, but she didn't care, this was her new family of course. And she was glad to of washed up here instead of remaining in the den with her mother's rotting corpse. She blinked, snapping out of her daydream then looked forward again with a relaxing smile upon her face.[/center][/size][/font]