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- Minos Lierrah - 01-26-2010 [html]
Yellow eyes did not wander the creatures that approach and surrounded their leader. They drifted only to and from the ground at his toes and the ground that led to the alpha's paws. Each time he thought of looking the blue eyed beast in the face he lost the courage, fearing that all of the wolves that surrounded him would oblige the leader and showing Minos where his place was. But his nose worked the crowd, sniffing out those around him especially any females that sat close and wondering who each were. But such a thing matter little when the gathering can to an open. And it wasn't until his voice rang that the omega took the chance and looked to the beast who had demanded their audience.
His words rang, louder then any voice that could be drawn from a wolf's mouth, holding a tone more profound and at the same instance more frightening then any else Minos had found in his life. The white beasts head rose an inch, looking at the face and seeing the new scars, but when the blue eyes came to settle upon him it feel back towards the ground and stayed there. The notion was war was unknown to the male, for he saw nothing at the moment that caused his will to fight to blossom. The past was dieing as his wounds healed, and the future could not be seeing beyond his hungry stomach. But he did not question, nor did he think another thought as the others gave their voices to the wind and hailed the cause that the white creature had already begun to fight for. - Conor Soul - 01-27-2010 [html]
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Ears seemed to be permanently folded against his golden skull, but those harsh words of Haku Soul managed to slither into his consciousness nevertheless. Although Inferni had clearly shown themselves off as enemies of the pack in several ways already, the young male could not get himself to believe that this was a random attack for no reason. He knew that there had been bad blood between Dahlia de Mai and Inferni in the past too, but he did not believe that they were the savages they were shown off as. There was doubt within the Rosen’s son and he knew that he would not know rest until he had a clearer image of what was going on. They were at war, true, but Conor did not believe in war. They had used stealth and gone for Haku. Had it been on purpose or was it a mere coincidence that Haku had been the first wolf they had run into? Conor did not openly show his second thoughts. He seemed like a neutral part. He did not cheer and grin when his father spoke of war, but he did not turn his gaze away in disgust either. He could not afford that. After the man had finished speaking the younger male looked to the northeast. Perhaps he should take a chance for once. - Night Thames - 01-30-2010 [html]
[/html] - Tokyo Chance - 02-03-2010 [html] Another dark female stranger. Then Addison, who Tokyo actually sort of missed. Once King grew up a bit more and she had enough free time to care for her appearance, she'd have to invite Addy back home to her den. The intermittent companionship had been pleasant. Emwe, who seemed to bashfully avoid glancing at her. Silly kid. A smile twitched the edge of Tokyo's mouth, despite the severity of what they were meeting about. A howl announced the absence of yet another stranger, but the approach of two puppies. Strange. Tokyo didn't know there were other puppies around the pack these days, now that Haku's two boys were grown up and those brats Cercelee had had disappeared. She cared more about puppies now, not out of any direct concern, but out of simple curiosity. Any kids the pack had would be her son's peers. Of course, he was far superior to any of them, but friends were healthy. Strangers strangers strangers. When had Dahlia become a pack full of strangers? Whatever, it didn't matter. Everyone was new, everyone was below her, everyone had to report to her. That was pretty neat. When everyone around seemed to be accounted for, Haku began to speak. It was nothing terribly surprising. War. Mew, injured. That was a shame - she had been pleasant enough company, and Tokyo and her shared common memories of a childhood in an area that not many around had grown up in. Cercelee was gone, and that was pretty awesome. Haku not just leader.. But the only one contending for the spot. Her son was secure in his position as a Dahlian prince. Killing coyotes. Cool. Of course, Tokyo wasn't going to be participating, but she sure hoped Dahlia won. It wasn't like she ever really left the packlands all that much, she wouldn't really be in any danger. She was glad to be kept up-to-date with things like this, but was now rapidly boring of the situation. Yes, yes, death the the coyote clan.. She felt no need to verbalize the thought that seemed to be on everyone's lips. Instead, she toyed with King's fur, petting the child on her lap and merely nodding to express understanding. - Kol Stormbringer - 02-03-2010 [html] Kol's foreboding was hidden from the mask of her face. Tension between Dahlia and Inferni had been building again for months; this second declaration of war between the packs was only a sad inevitability. This time, however, the black female had her doubts about the rightiousness of Dahlia's cause. The news about poor Mew was highly disturbing, but Kol was certain that Dahlia's demonic leader was not telling the entire story. Regardless, however, the fact that Mew had been attacked on Dahlian soil was enough to bring a sickening ball of iron into the pit of the Gazon's stomach. Kol still possessed the number of traps she'd removed from the borders to protect the unsuspecting Dahlians from danger: perhaps she should speak with Haku about replacing them along the borders with warning markers only those of Dahlia would recognize. Kol had quickly figured out exactly how the large metal jaws operated, so resetting them wouldn't prove too difficult a task. As Haku went on to state the seeming abandonment of Dahlia's ghostly white former queen, again Kol forced the knot in her stomach to calm. The circumstances behind Cercelee's and Slay's disappearance were shrouded in a dense plume of fog, and the black woman had her own suspicions about their reason for leaving the pack in the violent clutches of the Soul demon. At one point, Kol would have readily accepted and even supported the change, for Cercelee was a diplomatic sort and had left the previous conflict with Dahlia up to the more warlike Haku. During that situation, as much as Kol admired and respected Cercelee, the black woman had agreed more with the Lilium's decisions and outlook than the more diplomatic approach of the queen. But Kol had been through much since that war over a year ago, and she had no doubt that a more peaceful approach to this second conflict was necessary to stem the tide of blood that threatened to wash over all of Souls with the hatred between the leaders of Dahlia de Mai and Inferni. "No mercy..." The words rang through Kol's head even as they faded from Haku's voice. As the violet-eyed female kept her gaze on her leader, she had finally come to the absolute conclusion that the chocolate male she had once so respected and even identified with had fallen too far. There was no hint of sanity left behind those beautiful, frozen blue eyes. Whether he knew it or not, Haku was dooming all of Dahlia to a violent, bloodstained hell. The echoing cry of Haku's final words from a strange new pack member nearly made the Stormbringer visibly flinch, but she showed only a sparing glance in the chanter's direction. The littany was recited as well from the dark lady by Haku's side, and Kol found herself drawn once more to that particular woman's image. Her turquoise eyes held the same glimmer of bloodlust and monstrosity as the Rosen's, who held the woman in somewhat high esteem if one were to read into her current position by his side. Her face brought a slight sense of deja vu to Kol, though she was certain she'd never met the other woman in all of her life. Regardless, her identity hardly mattered now, as Kol had much bigger things to worry about. A concerned glance was directed toward Alexey and her seemingly constant companion in Haku's son Conor. Kol had earned her scars protecting her beloved friend in the last war, and the tawny woman was still Kol's foremost concern in this second conflict as well. She may have damaged their friendship beyond repair, but Alexey was still a sister to her as far as Kol was concerned, and she would do anything to keep the Acer safe. As she turned her attention back to the chocolate male at the head of the pack, a determined nod was given to him as a sign of her understanding and acceptance. She would do whatever was necessary to protect her pack, and for the moment, that meant adhering to whatever orders the Rosen felt inclined to give. Table by Tay - Lolita Monroe - 02-10-2010 [html]
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