Post by Corrupted Soul on Nov 20, 2010 13:30:50 GMT 8
"Not tired?" He announced. Boredom was once getting the best of him, he wanted to show his worth. He sighed, knowing it was better training him at night than day as his body didn't wake up as early as others. He wined and looked behind him, and found food eating in the distance. He didn't find the bickering between the three attractive and padded towards the prey. He knew there was a great possibility that it would get away as he didn't have much strength in fighting or killing.
Crepusculum shifted around, becoming amused at a small gazelle grazing behind some trees. This young wolf didn't blend into the surroundings like she did, so it had to be more difficult for him to catch prey. They'd probably have to feed the weaklings too since they had terrible strength. Perhaps, though, his speed would prevail. Of course, she had both speed and strength along with the will to kill anything that crossed her path. Lions were easy killing for wolves their size, but a wildebeest was the true treasure of any wolf, dire or not.
"Watch how it's done, youngling," she smirked, moving out upon the land. A large group of the beasts was gathered, so Crep sank to the ground, using each of her muscles as she crept up next to them. With movements so silent and so careful, the hunting master was right upon them before they noticed. When they did, it was far too late. Going for a bull, she scrambled upon his back, biting the flesh away from it, gradually making his bites more powerful around the neck. It bucked, trying to throw her off, but it just made her sink her claws in deeper. Biting the jugular with her jaws, it fell down with her landing atop it, claiming her prize.
It scrambled around as its muscles stopped twitching, and Crep sank her ivories into it, dragging it back to the area in which they were staying. "Dinner, everyone. Although, I will eat all the most delicious parts, you may dine upon the rich flesh of this rarely hunted creature," Crepusculum said, digging her bloody ivories in the chest of it for the heart, looking up to Draighean. This creature was just a bit bigger than the wolves of their kind, so it was truly a challenge for most.
Post by Corrupted Soul on Nov 21, 2010 8:36:45 GMT 8
Fallon turned his nose up at the food she had just killed. "I'd rather catch my own.." He said quietly. He moved forwards as they stopped running and he stood still, looking back to Crep, he smiled. He took off at a full-blown run, easily catching up to the prey as they fled. He took hold of a doe's hind leg and put all his weight in to stopping. The sudden change in motion caused a snapping noise and the doe tumbled over, it's leg broken. He moved and crushed it's wind pipe and watched as it's body seizured from shock. He sat panting beside it, as he regained his energy quickly. He knew it was a little smaller than the buck, but no matter. He began to devour it himself, he looked up, a sneaky smile on his lips. He liked Draighean, just not Crep.
It angered her a little that he wouldn't accept her food, but that was one thing she didn't have power over. Crep felt like spouting off at him again, but she had to make the spies respect her, not hate her. The queen was rather astonished when he found a way to take down a good sized doe with his mass and speed. That's just luck she thought with a sigh, shaking her head a little before biting off a piece of flesh from her fresh kill. Still, taking down one of those beasts was something to be proud of, so she trotted over to him, looking down at him. "Good work," was all she said, stating it simply. Crepusculum needed them to know what was good and what was bad, and killing such a big creature was very good.
Crepusculum moved back to where she and her mate watched over the lands, leaving the young one to eat in peace. "I've been meaning to ask you something," she turned her large crown to her king, who was stood merely an inch taller than her. "Don't you think we should expand our breed?" she asked, hoping he'd catch her drift and where she was going with this small conversation. Pups would definitely help the community of them, even if they were annoying when they were young. Still, they would eventually grow up to be amazing hunters and carriers of their legacy.
Draighean nodded as Aurora made the smart decision to not say anything in return. She was learning, slowly, but surely. His eyes then turned to Fallon as he slid off in the direction of prey. He smirked, looking forward to seeing his display. As Crepusculum returned with her own kill, he smirked at her, knowing she was capable of much more than the two new wolves here. The king stepped in her direction as she began to feed but his attention was taken as he heard a clamor in the brush. His eyes locked on Fallon as the young male went after a doe, grabbing and breaking it's leg. Though he would not admit it aloud, he was slightly impressed. The young one had skill already that he was obviously unaware of. Draighean could see it in him, the fire; the same fire he had had when he was that age.
He did not say anything but the look in his eyes as he looked at Fallon clearly showed his approval and he smiled slightly. However, when Crep began, he immediately turned his attention to her. Her question stunned him slightly, for he did not honestly take her for the motherly type. But he stepped closer to her and touched his nose gently to her cheek in a small display of affection and said, "That sounds like a brilliant idea," After the subtle display, he stepped back, his face instantly going hard again, though he knew that Crep would know he cared for her already. Though they had not known each other long, he already cared for this wonderful and strong female that had taken him as her king.
Crepusculum knew he would be interested in her proposition, especially since they were both wonderfully skilled and intelligent in their ways. When two talents were combined, there could be even more. Perhaps, one of them would even be like her sister, who was a wolf like them yet she had been blessed by both heaven and hell just because she was the runt. It was impossible to deny in her mind that the ebony fae was just as powerful as the multicolored one. There was no need to go to that place of water, since it would be putting their lands in jeopardy to fall to an attack. Yes, it was much better to stay here. Smiling slightly at his small bit of affection, her harks laid back for a moment, returning it. To Crepusculum, he was the only one who deserved it.
Turning on her back pillars, she began to lope freely to the forest, knowing they were the only ones there from her keen hearing. Skidding to a halt, she turned her golden eyes back to the path that he would be following her upon. At least, he liked the idea of pups. Soon, that fire wolf would be here. A little bit of guilt settled in her for telling Laila to get lost and to find something constructive to do. Crep didn't know what she was doing right now, but surely the wolf would be back for more training. Pushing the thought out of her mind, she waited patiently. This was no time to rush.
Post by Corrupted Soul on Nov 27, 2010 9:54:17 GMT 8
"Hey." Fallon said loudly, trying to get the she-wolf's attention. He changed his mind to share his kill with her, if she wanted. "You hungry?" He looked down at his kill then back at Aurora. "You can have some.. If you want." He decided maybe it would be good for him to become friends with the she-wolf, maybe it would come to his advantage later.
He sighed, a little tired. He lay down next to his kill and closed his eyes slowly. He always needed to sleep after killing, as it was definitely not his strong point. In a few minutes he began to snore, sometimes his body twitching and his tail flicking to and fro.
Draighean watched her lope in to the trees and waited a moment, marveling to himself at the fact of finally finding another who was indeed worthy of his offspring. Though many more would bear his pups, Crepusculum was the only one who truly deserved it and deserved his affections. The other females were simply tools for conquering the lands as they planned.
A smirk settled on his face and his maroon eyes danced mischievously as he stood and trotted off after his, his tail high with the confidence and dominance he possessed. The king came up behind her and gently touched his nose to her flank, stopped to stand next to her, wondering if she would speak or if he should go ahead. Though he usually did not wait, he cared for her as he had never for any other.
Before he even neared her, the large female heard him coming. He didn't seem to be in a rush. After all, who was stupid enough to ambush two of the most dangerous wolves in the lands? There were some horses that would, but, then again, they wouldn't stop the reproduction of their kind. It was their job to kill off hellions, and it was wolves like that puny Modet to kill off wolves like them, if he dared to try. His sons were nothing short of scum, and they would all die in time. Sure, new breeds of wolves were coming faster and faster; Crep already had a fire wolf that was a friend of hers. Rarely, the queen made friends, but Laila had great talent, and she could heal herself with her flames. Crepusculum was actually looking forward for the pack to meet her.
Flicking her tail aside, she nodded, inhaling to say one thing before the deed was done. "Let this be the beginning of a new power," she smirked, hearty chuckles exploding from her sides. "Proceed, my king," she said, smirking to herself about the glorious future ahead. Not only would they help the breed to expand - they would also get more allies for their side of the war. Crepusculum already knew that she was fighting with Exile in this battle to come. He would die, she was sure. He would have heirs though, many heirs, and they would be allied closely with their pack if they fought with him. Again, the horse queen had already been impregnated, as well as two herd mares. If one of those foals was a colt, he could help them in way unimaginable.
The words she spoke spread pride through his entire body as he moved to stand behind her. Draighean smirked, seeing the future of their kind flash before his eyes. More unstoppable wolves like he and Crep to take over the world. There would be more slaves and more horses that would bow before his power. If only they could become immortal, then they could rule forever. At that thought, his maroon eyes flashed and he mounted his queen, thrusting deep to make sure the deed was done properly.
Once finished, he dismounted and walked around to face her. The king gave her a gentle lick on her nose, another sign of affection that only she would see, and smiled a bit. After a moment of the rare connection he blinked and looked to the easy, his ears pricked forward tensely as if he heard something. After a moment, he shook his head, thinking nothing of it. If another dared to attack them while they were together, then the attacker might as well have signed a death wish.
Post by .:Phantom:. on Nov 29, 2010 11:40:18 GMT 8
Crep smiled to him before flattening her harks against her skull and turning. Something out there was stalking them, waiting for a moment when they were weak. It was a shame for them, really, since that would never happen. Raising her muzzle, her golden eyes flashed with hate as she noticed what was coming after them. "Pride of lions - about twelve. There's going to be a massacre," she smirked, hearing their rumbling roars in the distance. Apparently, they thought the wolves had encroached upon their lands, and they wanted it back once and for all. Well, they were in for a bit of a rude awakening, Crepusculum decided, walking forward, muscles rippling under the thin sheet of fur.
Watching them come into view, with the females as well as the males thundering up, she lunged forward. Out of all the savanna creatures, these were the most ferocious below the king and queen. Lunging at one female, the massive she-wolf used her weight to knock her to the ground as she ripped out her throat with her claws. Surely, her mate would join in on this jubilee. Killing these predators was so pleasing, hearing their screams for mercy and pleas for surrender. Crepusculum sank her sharp ivories into another, ripping the muscle of the shoulder. These previous leaders should have known that a challenge could not be withdrawn. Once you challenged the masters, you died.
A thrill jolted through his body at the sound of the approaching felines. He snarled to himself and stalked forward, following in Crepusculum's footsteps. These creatures were indeed fools for challenging them. But perhaps killing them all was not a wise idea. It could possibly be in their benefit, a large benefit, to have them on their side. As one large male turned and lunged at Draighean, the black and white wolf leaped to the right and then pounced forward, grabbing the male by the neck and slamming him to the ground. He snarled in a deadly warning with his teeth still around the lion's neck, telling him to stay down.
Another female came at him and he in return put her to the ground as well. Both lions stayed down and Draighean snarled loudly, trying to gather the attention of the lions as well as his queen. "You foolish beasts, you cannot beat us. Stand down and stand at our sides. Become our allies and you will have great power in this world." It was short, though a deadly tone rang through his voice as he looked to each lion and lioness individually. His eyes then turned to Crepusculum, the color in his orbs faded to black from his blood lust. He was controlling it, allowing his intelligence take over rather than his rage. It would be a great investment for them to have the lions on their side.
Seeing her king come to her side, she smirked, locking those golden eyes on the opponents. Of course, they could be of help when the time for battle came....and it would, in time. Looking down to the one under her strong hold, she licked her lips at the sight of a stream of liquid running down her shoulder. Entirely, the skin around the shoulder blade had been ripped off - the lion whimpered under the shortened pain filled breaths that she dared to make. "Take that as a warning," she murmured coldly, averting her vision to the others. "You kill sister," she whispered, backing up and whispering something incoherent to the lead male. Even though it was inaudible to the harks of the queen, she caught a gist of what it was about. Stepping down for some was in the process of becoming more powerful than they were before.
Those large males were so much larger than the lions, and as a whole, they would not even come close to taking them down. Defeat shining in the lead male's eyes, he sighed. "Fine," he rumbled, his tones ragged and deep as he looked to the gash in his lower neck. "We fight with you and you provide help," he said, growls at the other pride members hurling from his mouth. They protested, but then again, if commoners were left to their own without guidance, they would destroy themselves. Logic was needed in this depressing decision to give up power, but evil was only around for a short amount of time.
Standing proudly, Crepusculum watched the lead male as he spoke about their new alliance. All lions spoke like him, with their improper language and rough voices. They weren't used to speaking it, yet they knew it from generations of teachings. Lions were smarter than they appeared, she noticed as she saw him speak to his pride in their own language, one she did not know. "Good," she hissed, looking over to Draighean. "In this alliance, we will not slaughter any of your kind, but in return, you will fight with us in battle," she nodded, receiving a nod in return from the lead female. "What are you called?" she asked to the lead female. "Odalys," the female replied tensely. "And you?" she asked the male, flicking her thick furred tail with interest. Their names would be something important to know, especially since that would be the only way to call to them.
Draighean felt accomplished as the lions decided to submit. He knew this was the best choice for both species at this point. Well, perhaps not for all of those in his species. The king smirked and then looked to the lead female who was speaking to him. "Draighean." He said shortly. For a moment, he wondered where Fallon had run off to. It surprised him that the young male was not here at this moment, joining in on the slight chaos.
ooc ;; sorry, im sick and have low muse. also, phantom, who is playing which pups when crepusculum has them?
Nodding the queen retreated from the scene, an idea sprouting in her mind. What if they expanded who their allies and spies would be? Surely, one as big as a horse could push one around to the point that they would be convinced that the dire wolves had won the war already. To have a war, there had to be an enemy. How interesting it was that one hadn't bothered to show up yet and save the day other than the pathetic wandering moron, Modet. His force was the most strong one that they had to offer, but Crepusculum would need major convincing that they even stood a chance against them. "Draighean," she murmured, golden eyes filled with delight as she caught his attention.
"I have an idea. I friends in Danger Gully, wolves. What if we had horse alliances too? They are much more powerful than any average wolf, you see. It could benefit us greatly," she stated what she believed would be best for the future of their pups and for them. Invincible was something that no one possessed, but strength in numbers increased chances of winning from fifty percent....to one hundred percent. Hopefully, their number of heirs would be great too, for Crepusculum would hate to get dysfunctional pups. If that happened, she supposed they would be of some use - only for their innocence though, would they be used. The others would be killing machines, just like their parents.