09-11-2012, 10:55 PM
"I understand Shepard."
He would come from behind a rock almost shyly in his Lupine form. He had no idea who most of the wolves and others were let alone had he learned every location of everything in the large expanse that was Sangi'lak lands. X'uri was well kept and looking lovely as always as he trotted up just slightly late, but on time enough to catch what the Issor said. A single owl feather fluttered brilliantly in the gentle yet present wind that was flowing around them. Normally he was not as shy, especially around people he didn't know but consider he was the new one in the Family, it did present a sense of nervousness. Vinatta was their enemy it seemed, his brother and the leaders had determined that. The fact made him inwardly want to tear them apart. Surely he could worm his way into their core and poison them.
He had listened intently about the other lands with much curiosity as would any Lambda, because politics and diplomacy was their strong suit. He stared at his foggy eyed brother, ever silent and contemplative, and wondered what he thought of the whole situation. Politics was always a much enjoyed conversation in their past. The Inferni and Vinatta seemed their biggest threats, however Inferni was always a Lupus threat. The coyotes were militaristic in their ways he had heard and had claimed many a wolves in their conquests. The Vinatta if as vain as they were made out to be would be easily taken down, without them even knowing it.
X'uri couldn't help but smile at the pup listening in. His odd coloured eyes indicated blindness however he wasn't quite sure what to think of the gold coloured wolf. He seemed to have a certain connection to the Issor. Was he then an Exultare? It was very interesting to him. The Issor was dolled up in her feathers and flowers along with trophies. Everyone looked relatively well and proud. He however just looked contemplative like his brother except remarkably more handsome as he did make himself attractive on purpose. His scent was absolutely lovely and markedly tantalizing. His very presence called for a certain level of lust or desire. That was his passive ability really, likability. He had hoped that this would help excuse his tardiness of the meeting.
"My apologies for being late Issor, Issum." He would say quietly yet curt and respectively while bowing his lupine head to both in respect and honor. He would then nod to his brother in acknowledgement and respect as was expected.
He would come from behind a rock almost shyly in his Lupine form. He had no idea who most of the wolves and others were let alone had he learned every location of everything in the large expanse that was Sangi'lak lands. X'uri was well kept and looking lovely as always as he trotted up just slightly late, but on time enough to catch what the Issor said. A single owl feather fluttered brilliantly in the gentle yet present wind that was flowing around them. Normally he was not as shy, especially around people he didn't know but consider he was the new one in the Family, it did present a sense of nervousness. Vinatta was their enemy it seemed, his brother and the leaders had determined that. The fact made him inwardly want to tear them apart. Surely he could worm his way into their core and poison them.
He had listened intently about the other lands with much curiosity as would any Lambda, because politics and diplomacy was their strong suit. He stared at his foggy eyed brother, ever silent and contemplative, and wondered what he thought of the whole situation. Politics was always a much enjoyed conversation in their past. The Inferni and Vinatta seemed their biggest threats, however Inferni was always a Lupus threat. The coyotes were militaristic in their ways he had heard and had claimed many a wolves in their conquests. The Vinatta if as vain as they were made out to be would be easily taken down, without them even knowing it.
X'uri couldn't help but smile at the pup listening in. His odd coloured eyes indicated blindness however he wasn't quite sure what to think of the gold coloured wolf. He seemed to have a certain connection to the Issor. Was he then an Exultare? It was very interesting to him. The Issor was dolled up in her feathers and flowers along with trophies. Everyone looked relatively well and proud. He however just looked contemplative like his brother except remarkably more handsome as he did make himself attractive on purpose. His scent was absolutely lovely and markedly tantalizing. His very presence called for a certain level of lust or desire. That was his passive ability really, likability. He had hoped that this would help excuse his tardiness of the meeting.
"My apologies for being late Issor, Issum." He would say quietly yet curt and respectively while bowing his lupine head to both in respect and honor. He would then nod to his brother in acknowledgement and respect as was expected.