The Fallen Fall Even Further, [fw]

[Jesphal]

Out of Character Only a few others should join. Preferably only one, two at the most. Thanks! In Character The pads of a the treatorous creature hit the barren earth without a sound. Their color of white and silver, two-toned to make his entire bodice lookas though it were marked, somehow. Talons of sharp ebon struck through the hard soil, leaving behind more than just a paw print. As each new step was made, a paw print was left, along with the making of slash marks. Each paw, as well, was covered slightly by the markings in which he was born with: risen slashes of dark red. His paws aren't the only area, though. If one were to move up his legs, they would find this brutel has them all over each leg, but none go any higher than his thigh. As his padding continued, slowly but surely, he began to think of the joyous fun he could have with the animals here. "Oh... the fun. None here have met me, nor have any known as dark natured wolf like myself." He gave a sinister chuckle, not caring if anyone heard him. His tassel swayed from side to side, colors matching that of his paws. Greasy looking emerald green eyes stared blankly at the new surrounding, as if to make sure his presence was not seen. But like everything else, he could have cared less if anyone saw or heard him. His cares had never been for anything, emotions of no kind being shown. His face turned wildly into a maniacel twist, the vision of a small hare now in view. "Oh what fun," he spoke again, but a lot softer than before. His journey came to an end, as he concentrated wildly upon the hare.

[Runikua]

And all you wonder is who's for sale Well one wolf you must have of course is the alpha *grins* and he won't be happy. Sorry it's kind of crappy though...not feeling to well at the moment... But you won't know and I won't tell. Runikua listened carefully as the winds softly blew throughout the lands of Curosis as darkly as ever, the only thing to break the silence besides a few howls of those who surrounded him, those brought back from the dead upon his command. However the winds didn’t merely whistle through the lands like most would think, no Runikua heard more then that as they told the tail of an intruder upon his lands. Lifting his frame the brute let alabaster pistons push him forward slowly as he thought of what he would do with this brute who’d so daringly crossed into his terrain, a menacing look about his features as he trotted along at a steady pace. Runikua wasn’t the nicest wolf out there and his dark nature was much worse then that of the Naar alpha or so many seemed to think. Mysterious as he was the brute was beginning to make appearances in many more places then usual and even called for others to enter upon his territory which really wasn’t in his nature at all do to legends and rumors; it was true however, the brute had kept the lands to himself for quite some time but now he felt it necessary to open up and start accepting new members. The vocals of another caught his attention and he drifted across the lands somehow hidden as he came forward his voice ringing deeply across the lands as he came up behind the other. “I think you’re mistaken my friend, the alpha here be the darkest of all.” He gave a slight nod those deep obsidian horns making in rhythm with his skull they would seem to be glowing slightly however showing he wasn’t in the best of moods. “I believe you’re trespassing on my lands without giving notice of your presence.” However soon the other spoke again and a gentle smirk came to his maw as he spotted the hare not far off. His crown lowered and a deep eerie howl emitted from his maw before many howls surrounded the area so ear piercingly loud it would indeed do some damage to the small creature which seemed to be running in circles now, wearing itself out before it finally collapsed. “By all means take it I’ve got a large prize back in the forest, I don’t need something so measly to eat off of.” The large brute never even thought of the fact the howling had stopped he merely stood there staring at the other brute with those deep acidic yellow opticals. “so…Why the hell are you here and if you think you will get away without punishment your daft, unless of course you can prove yourself worthy of being here. If your looking for a pack by the way, you would still have to prove yourself to gain a good rank.” He snorted softly. “But if you are merely seeking someplace to stay then the rule still follows.” He said this only to make it clear either way he would get what was coming to him if he didn’t prove himself and running was out of the question.

[Jesphal]

Out of Character 'Tis thy Runikua. Welcome, welcome. -gives sighing laugh- So sorry for the delay of reply. I've had a very busy week... -sighs again- In Character As the steps of the Alphin came closer, the strange brute stopped his motions and listened intently to the winds. A visitor was coming, for the winds brought his sent. Jesphal awaited quite restlessly, wanting to get the pesky hare. As the voice of the Alphin began to sound, it echoed greatly through the lands, traveling with the winds. “I think you’re mistaken my friend, the alpha here be the darkest of all. I believe you’re trespassing on my lands without giving notice of your presence." His voice was eerie, and would normally have sent chills down a wolf's spine. But Jesphal was use to the chills of eerie sounds, noises, and voices. He gave a tence movement to the side, knowing this meeting would end sooner than expected. He stayed quiet, not wanting to really speak to anyone. His attention went from the horned brute, back to the hare. As he gave a swish of his tail, the brute's ear piercing howl sounded, echoing ever so loudly through the lands of Curosis. Another tence moment went by, and Jesphal gave a quick movement of his neck. Emerald based eyes grew darker, patience level lowering greatly. Jesphal finally spoke, his tone sounding quite irretated. "I never new announcements needed to be made if one was just quickly, and quietly may I mind you, passing through a land." He gritted his fangs, which gave a soft creek under his tence, tight grip on nothing. As he watched hare dart around wildly, and finally come to an exauhsted collapse, Jesphal gave a snort of dislike. He had wanted to just torture the thing, not eat. At least, not right away. As he was asked why he was now upon the Alphin's lands, he gave another soft snort, this time at nothing. Fangs were still clenched tightly benieth the presure. "A pack is what I seek. And running is my style. A wolf who runs from a problem shows his only weakness." He was correct. At least, for himself speaking. He had had enough encounter where he was brutally beaten by ambushing wolves while running to know not to do that again. His attention was no longer on the hare, who rested, dieing pitifully, behind him. He faced the brute now, eyes of dark emerald glowing dimly with the strangely lit sky. He continued speaking after a moment's pause. "And if a test to prove myself is what you want, then so be it. I've been put through enough inmy life that another measly test won't make a difference." He sneered to himself, making sure his voice was heard, and his opinions and thoughs pointed out.