One step closer

[Rojo De'Kamikaze]

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WC:377

Moving to the next pack, the male had taken his time to get from one pack to another, he left the pack on the western side of the one he was walking closer and closer to. The male was on a mission to spend a day or two in each and every pack whether or not they would allow him the grace of seeing the lands and spending a day or two’s time was another topic, he vowed he would snoop out each pack learning what he could about each other them and then leave till he found that one that promised him what he was looking for. Then, and only then would the coyote wolf hybrid male stay and take up a rank with in the pack that he feels would suite him the very best.

Moving with the step that was in his heart, slow and smooth the wolf look alike male stepped upon the border, he lowered his head down sniffing at the ground. Already there was the smell of wolves, how gross. Really was there no pack that held the higher power and higher beings in respect? Coyote’s where the better all around, they knew how to play the submissive card just as long as they needed. However they would be the first one to snap and steal the meal right out from under some one’s snout. All of that was what Rojo was, he could be cold and ruthless and tuck his tail if he ever should need to. Thought the silver and brown male knew how to lie his way into any one’s heart (So he thoughts) He knew not to take his acid washed green eyes off any one till they understood his will and his wants.

Pulling his head up off the ground the male brought his rounded triangle maw to the sky as piped off a few harsh yips, the male wasn’t one for waiting around, and life was far too short to wait on someone to get off their fat and growing fatter behind. The male snorts as he brought his head down looking towards the pack lands, who would come and talk to him, who was it that he would be able to sweet talk to.

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[Liam]

He was new to the pack, and still he knew the rules. If someone calls form the border, you go find out who they are and what they want. Granted, he was new enough he probably shouldn't do it, but he was restless and edgy. He wanted to spend time with his mate, but she was off doing whatever. Whatever. He made his way to the caller on two feet. Really, he needed to get himself his own horse. Riding would be so much more fun. He was sans his cowboy hat today, only wearing the black jeans and black wife beater tank top.

He halted a short distance away from the caller, golden eyes cold and hard. "What can I do for you, stranger?" The words came out soft, but dangerous. Yeah, Liam was spoiling for a fight, lately. The whispering butterflies egged it on, but the brown hued male welcomed it eagerly. He'd tried hunting to ease the restless feelings. No go. He'd tried, well, playing with himself. No go. Maybe a good fight would ease that need.

And if not? There were always rouges in the woods, shadow wolves that watched him, shadow wolves that taunted him from the depths of the cavern. His hands were in his pockets, his fingers idly stroking the shard of bone from the last shadow wolf he'd executed. Yeah, that's what he needed. He needed to execute and burn a shadow wolf. He needed to release the violence that was building up inside of himself.

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[Rojo De'Kamikaze]

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WC:316

Acid washed green eyes watched the borders expecting and demanding someone to come to him and greet him swiftly. The brown and grey colored coyote wolf male hybrid hated this waiting game just as much as he hated wolves. Wolves, waiting, and many other things the male hated. Rojo knew if he made a list a actually written list that he him-self would sit down and take the time off his mission to write, it might not ever be finished and he would have failed his first and foremost important mission yet, and that was to find a place where he would fit in and they would accept him as a fellow coyote and not as stupid, smelly wolf. The male would not and could not live with wolves, they where way to pig head, stuck up and self-righteous for the hybrids own person liking.

Seeing the wolf come, the male wanted to groan and roll his eyes and turn around and leave these lands, he had meet the she coyote Aeron and had falsely assumed that all of these pack members back here would be more like her, and with that in mind he though more like her in the way of being a coyote, and this male was now looking at him, and proving him wrong. Oh how wrong he was.

”You see I’m on a mission to learn about the packs. Just asking for a few days of someone’s time, and also to be allowed to learn of your pack and its ways. After the time that I am allowed I will be off. That is just that pure and simple.” The male executed what his mission was, so he left out the part about looking for a pack where it was lead and lived in by coyote’s but well worth it in order to know about one more pack and it’s ways.

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