ooc: Form, Lupus. Mid-day.
There were always two rooks on the board for the one side. X'ies had assumed the role of one, and yet there was no other. He stared down at his make shift chess set and rolled his tongue. Curous as to who within the pack would take upon the other role. A howl split the silence of the moutains, sending birds flying into the air, but there was something about that howl which left X'ies feeling an all too familiar chill travelling up his spine. It had been the longest of times since he had heard that tone, and it never bade a good tiding. No sooner had the echo begun than X'ies jolted up and sprinted in the direction of the call.
He slowed as he approached the sound, and the scent confirmed it. Was this fate or merely coincidence? X'ies had beeen thinking lately about getting back in touch with his roots as a Lambda, of elminating the weakness that had inffected him. And here he was, his younger brother. X'Uri Lamba. The two were born only moments apart, yet he had been the younger and throughout their relationship it had always seemed like that. X'ies planned, schemed and plotted using intellect..his brother on the other hand....well if the two were taken aside and examined, besides their base coat colour the differences between the two would be almost so striking you wouldn't be able to tell they were related. Personality, approach, physical upkeep. All was different.
But the important part of this message was that they were indeed related. X'Uri may have taken a different approach to the Lambda philosophy than X'ies. However beneath their masks lay the same kind of cold blooded calculator. That same selfish voice. "...X'Uri....it has been some time brother". He spoke softly approaching slowly. His eyes, as always fogged out and distant. His intentions hidden from all. "...But I cannot say that it is an unpleasant sight....it is good to see you again".