He'd found her scent upon the borders some weeks ago. She was hiding there. She was hiding with Snake in his little car. No..He didn't have the car any more..It was burned down.. Daisuke wondered where his little Snake had been staying since Daisuke had advised that he find somewhere more comfortable to sleep rather than sleeping on the floor, or on a rock slab like he had been doing (or that's what Daisuke thought, he didn't actually know what the man had been sleeping in or on.) or whatever the man had been doing as far as sleeping arrangements went. He had worried about his friend from some time now, but never found himself seeking out the man because of the confrontation he had with the man's alleged "mate". In the back of his mind, Snake had moved on and was with this woman, but the dominate part of his brain was in denial, telling him that the woman was lying to him, and she was just a stupid bitch of a liar. Now that he was finding her scent around Inferni had been unsettling to him, and he couldn't find himself staying away very much longer.

He smoked a few joints before he had moved across the Styx river (the other side was Inferni territory officially, and he lived on the unclaimed side of the river) and he would get his muddy form onto the shore. The golden brute held his largest Optime form, though the man would walk on his fours still, finding his height to be easily seen if he was to stand on his two legs. He held no weapon, Snake breaking his blades a months back, and Daisuke never knowing how to really fix them. It didn't matter, all he would need would be his teeth, his claws, and his fists and legs. He could work with hand to hand combat, if not then hand to whatever weapon someone wanted to pull out on him. There was no fear within the man right now. Someone would have to teach the 225 pound mass of muscle some sort of lesson, even though they would really be wasting their time since Daisuke didn't really learn lessons from being beat up. He just figured he lost a game.

Daisuke shook his fur from the mud and the water that clung to it as he had started to move through the burnt lands. He made sure his last joint didn't get wet as he had moved out of the water and onto land. He did not touch his joint yet until he shook it dry. Then he would take it within his pierced maw and take a lighter and light the end of it. He inhaled the smoke and walked on, this time rising to his hind legs. Once he had found himself a good tree to sit under, he had sat under it, and finished his joint. With him being on the lands for a good twenty minutes, his joint long gone by that time, he would wonder where everyone was. He would get up again, and start to move his golden form through the wooded area, the sun bouncing off of his sun-colored pelt as he would walk through the forest, a stupid stoned grin sitting on his stupid maw. Someone please come and knock the shit out of this bastard. You'd be doing him a favor.

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Daisuke started to hum to himself lightly as he stuck his nose to the ground. The golden tail of the other man had been wagging peacefully behind him as he walked around, a bug in the back of his mind telling him to be a little bit more careful about how he walked, or where he walked, or something of the sort that would promptly be ignored by the Loner. He was searching for that bitch's scent so he would be able to drag her by her tail and drown her in the river that he had made his home on the other side of. He did not catch her scent, but the overwhelming scent of the Alpha male of Inferni, which did contribute to the smell of Inferni itself. The smell that he was used to clinging to all Infernians. It was a strong smell, but he was not concerned about it (even though he should have been because there had been a predator waiting in the brush for him) because he did not realize that the reason that the smell was so strong was not because the man had pissed close to where Daisuke was located, but he was smelling the man so strong because he was around here.

The man walked on his fours for another good 30 or 40 feet before he would stand up on his hinds and look around. He would see a shadow move, but did not make the form out to be any danger at the moment, but he did stare in that direction for quite some time. His torn ear was perked towards the spot where the shadow had disappeared into. He didn't know who it was, and he wasn't aware that it was really anyone anyways. The shadow disappeared too fast for him to really figure out if it was big enough to be something to be of danger to him. Daisuke would cock his head in that direction, his feet long stopped from moving as he stood there, his fur that was shaved from his back would stand on edge (he looked funny when it came to his back because he would have thick fur where his wings were not placed, but then he's have the shaved spots as well, and when his hair stood on edge, he looked like a badly shaved peacock) on instinct. The loner would push his weight from one leg to another, his eyes still on that bush, him still expecting for something to come out before he shook his head and he had moved to a tree and he grabbed onto a branch that was within his reach, and he had quickly worked at taking it down. He would keep his eye over towards where that shadow disappeared at as he had taken down the branch. It took a good amount of tugging for him to get it down and once he did, he took off the extra branches and he had measured how much room he had, and how far he would need to stand if he was to reach this out to that bush.

Daisuke cocked his large wolf head as he had moved towards the bush, and he reached his stick he had out to the bush to poke whatever was behind it, if anything at all. For all he knew, he could have just been paranoid and been seeing things. A stoned grin still stayed on his face though as he poked at the bush with that branch he had taken down.

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It only took a prod of the bush until there was a wolf almost at his throat. It was a wolf all right, because Daisuke knew for sure that this was too big to be a coyote. Snake was the tallest one he saw that was not hybridized. In defense, he would pull the branch up and defended himself (surprisingly) with the stick, the ivory fangs of the other catching a part of the branch that could easily been bitten through and he snapped it in two real quick. Daisuke had a delighted look on his face, and was happy that his reflexes still decided to work, even if he was toppled over by this large wolf, just because of the surprise of the animal flying out at him. Snapping the branch in two had given Daisuke a thick end of the branch that he would still hold for the same use he just used it for. It would take the wolfman at least two or three bites to get through the thicker end, and Daisuke was well aware of this. If Daisuke was to shove the complete end to the wolf, he could give the man a mouthful of wood, maybe a few splinters on his gums, and tongue. As he was toppled over though, he had given a tuck and roll before he was back on his feet in front of the wolf again. A stupid grin was on the stoned face. He'd have to keep in mind not to giggle too much, even though every time he thought about not giggling, he giggled, and now was not a moment in when he did not giggle lightly as he guarded his chest and neck with the stick. He danced there for a moment, much like a boxer would dance in the ring. His stupid tail wagging. I've got to remember, that this is just a game.

Hello, sir. a stoned, yet polite tone was to overtake his voice, after all, he held nothing against anybody here...Well except maybe the one who was within the same ranking he would be if he ever joined the clan. Daisuke didn't join Inferni for his own reasons, the punk finding the large claiming of lands to be one of the most horrible ideas invented. Daisuke's tail wagged lightly, smile still on pierced maw. You're a beautiful creature, sir. the words in the form of a compliment had passed his lips as he finally was able to really see the man. He was a particular pattern that he had not seen too much of, if at all. And scars would make his appearance better, a tongue would run over lips as he had seen those scars on that body, and he just wished to trace them with his fingers. He wouldn't be allowed to though, because something was happening...

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