11-24-2008, 09:48 PM
Lucifer was a member of this pack and though he was no longer the lowest rank in the pack, he was still down there in rank. He wasn’t where he wanted to be and that was for a cold hard fact. There was an odd sent around the borders, and Lucifer knowing that Jefferson was always busy making sure the two mother’s where looked after, Lucifer made sure that there was always time in his border check to make sure that the borders them-self where safe. Standing upon the lands was a tall slender female, a silver lands. Lucifer snarled as he moved watching her, hunch over the wrap that she had over her shoulder. As she bent over the brides feel over, as the wooden beads clunked together. She shook her hands, madly. Lucifer couldn’t help but to raise a brow. ”Who are you and what are you looking for here?” He never was good with the borders, hunting yes, borders no. Her voice was husky but not gruff; as she spoke to him the squealing cry of a young child pricked the black male’s ears. ”Looking for my sister, Iskata, might you know her young man?” He snorted as he shook his head stepping back howling for Iskata, ”What’s your name, Stanger?” Lucifer wasn’t sure if this was a game of war, and this female with child was the Trojan to get into the lands, or if Iskata had some one other the pack that thought of the bitter woman as family. He looked at the female wooden beads dressed in her hair, upon her side there was a hip sack that clunked, she was an odd looking one, with teal colored eyes.