He didn't move to stop him from hurting, her he knew that there was no chance of him winning a fight against a god. Though he knew that The Grim Reaper would be searching for him, and when that happened, he would be a lot stronger than he was. Strong enough to rival a god in strength. That would be something Remus would not see coming for him.
Again, she found herself bested. Flanks heaving with the effort to draw in air, Opal found herself on her pack, legs flaying uselessly in the air as she tried in vain to claw at him. Sharp ivories sank into her fur, and the midnight-hued wolf snarled with fury, eyes flashing. Relaxing backward, she growled softly under her breath, hating the fact that she was so helpless against the wolf's vast strength. Opal stiffened, glaring into the brute's eyes, her own filled with defiance as her mouth shaped into a soundless snarl.
Fury welled up in her at his condescending tone, but she remained still. She could not best him yet, but with the help of these pups, perhaps she could. She would wait, bide her time till then. Lifting her head, trying to regain as much dignity as possible, even though she was lying on the ground, Opal looked sullenly at the brute. "Who are you?" she asked abruptly, ears flattened as she felt her blood drip down slowly, forming a scarlet puddle at her paws. Yes, the pups would be her ticket to freedom.
(OOC: Sure haha. You choose - male or female? And anyway, maybe after she births the pups, he comes and interferes with their 'training'? And try to get them on his side and make them evil like him? xD)
Remus growled once more, just to make sure she had the message and slowly pulled further away. "Keep your eye on her," he snapped to Soul Render, eyeing the stunning, bleeding fae with his red eyes. "I am Remus," he hissed "god of fire and pain."
He nodded, though he knew that he had the stregth now, to take down the other wolf. He would as well, when the time came for them to leave this place. He'd been foolish brining her here, and he knew it now.
Remus would not get the pups. Not this time. There was no chance of that, and he was aware that to fight a god would be a hard thing to do.
Ebony wings beat down upon the territory, landing razor sharp dagger like claws upon a tree. From just having the hell bringer upon it, it denigrated as he lightly hopped off. Each step left a poison imprint in the earth, and his ivories would be like a thousand needles to anyone who dared to stop him. Raising his small crown with sharp, tall harks he nodded to them all. Those penetrating orbs stared them all down with their handsome glowing properties. Intelligently, he studied them all, taking in who he could defeat and who would be left standing after his reign of havoc had ended. As he watched them, they all seemed to be rather fair game. Finally a place that has good wolves in command he thought with a bored roll of his eyes.
"Greetings," he stated, his vocals sounding like the slithering of a snake. Looking to Remus, he lowered his crown slightly, for he knew the wolf god of hell when he saw him. Even though he had no reason to respect one of fire, it was best to mind one's manners when they were new to a place. The time for planning attacks would be later - when he had the same advantage of home fighting ground as they did. Maybe, he would even learn to respect them in such a way that there would be no reason to hear their beautiful blood curdling howls as he ripped their crowns from their shoulders one by one, feeling that coppery crimson taste against his tongue as he licked his lips for more.
All hell hounds were gifted, and such wolves would probably know of their existence. It had finally been time for them to make it out of hell so that they could assist the evil at play all around them. "I am called Shyam, of the eastern Hell Hound clan," he said, his rough voice sound hard and defensive as he spoke to them all. Shyam knew that they would test him for a few days, but if they tried too hard to assert any dominance, he would have to teach them a lesson they nor their children would ever forget. One dose of the claws - well, it killed. The only way out was to speak with a god or go to that prissy unicorn fae. Shyam thought it was a pity to the horse breed that her kind would disappear off the planet. Horses were something he loathed, and they would die, one by one under his never ending wrath.
I walked into Danger Gully, my deep yellow eyes flickering over the lands, my white coat shining brightly. Where was he? I wondered looking around, before picking up his distinctive scent. Happily I followed it, my head to the ground, before I broke into a run. "Hello, Soul Render," I said, my bright eyes showing no fear. I knew who and what he was, and I didn't care. Torie and Ada, Harith, Curcio, Keiria... They could be their own kind of wolf. So long as I could be mine. And mine, I thought, lay alongside his type. Blade had been an idiot, but thsi wolf wasn't, and I'd figured it out from the start.
He was not going to let Remus force her this time. Instead he did the deed himself, as soon as Jalie appeared out of nowhere. She was his, and then next time, Radu would be the one who would be getting her for his own. By doing this he'd marked her as one of his group, he knew that.
I nodded, smiling at him a bit. "Indeed I did. Not hard, considering the fact that Radu left quite a bit of a wake, and you, of course, leave a certain mark, what with your poison. I could tell you'd been by the way." I said with a shrug, looking to the others with interest, my yellow eyes gliding smoothly over the hell hound before I shook my head a bit in wonder. "We're growing stronger, it seems."
"I don't leave a mark unless I want a particular person to find me. None of the others would have known where I have been, Jalie."
He chuckled though, knowing that she was not for him anymore. "Radu though listens to me, and its you that I offered him. Though now, I think I won't let him have you. He can find someone else. I took the trouble of getting you to join me, and I doubt he understands how difficult that was."
I laughed a bit, my yellow eyes snapping and crackling in dim light. "Tell that to Keiria. She was along the way, looking at one of your signposts. Unless you hoped for her as well." I said, shaking my ivory head a little bit. My sister was skilled in finding things, even without her hearing. I didn't mind seeing her again; she never seemed to be angry at anyone. I didn't want to see the others in my old pack though, for they'd come to hate me.
"I doubt Radu would be able to keep me anyway. Too much insanity for my tastes." I said, laughing. The other brute was well and truly insane, something I looked upon with distaste.
"he's chasing someone through valeska at the moment. We don't have to be worried about him trying to take either of you from me." The last words were sharp enough, but there was enough in them to tell them that he did care about them.
Now that Remus had left though, he looked at his pair. "We should go from here. Find a place for ourselves in the desert. It'll be safer there for the meantime. Or maybe the mountains."