Ah to FLY would be a might fine adventure [open]

[luper1]

If it had not been for the relief of the wind Jezebel would have gone crazy by now with the dry heat. Heat was ok but when it was dry to the point where even your tongue was dry that’s just a little morbid. Jezebel had come to the canyon hoping to be able to see it in the glory of autumn but soon discovered it was still hot enough to piss her off. But thankfully the heat was not as bad now when things normally cooled off as compared the hot summer days. Rolling her eyes she pushed hard with her back haunches pushing her body quickly through the air, her body stretching out in hopes of reaching the edge and not having to try again. Yes this was her third attempt to reach the ledge and by now her tongue hung out the side of her parted jaws and she had quite a sour look in her eyes. A heavy grunt escaped her as her front paws hit the ledge and soon her back legs, her muscular haunches taking in most of the shock from the land. Immediately she flicked her tail high above her back and stared dominantly at the ledge. It was an impressive jump and she would not have been able to make it if she had not used the little help she needed from the wind itself. She always found she could to much harder things that would require high amounts of energy it there was high winds. She would enjoy being up here more often if it was not so hot because the wind always seemed to play up here, though she could sense at times that it could become very agitated and forceful making it dangerous for others.

Smiling she watched as a drop of saliva dropped off the tip of her extended pink tongue, shaking her head she snapped her jaws shut and looked around her eyes bright and expectant. The day was still so young and yet she already felt as though a good nap would suffice. That horrible cloudy feeling that took over the mind and began to sap the energy from every limb in your body starting with your tail began to trickle over her body. And before long she could feel the coming on of a yawn. Breathing in as a yawn parted her jaws and her lungs sucked at the hot air Jezebel closed her eyes tight enjoying the feeling. Stepping forward she walked towards the edge of the cliff peeking over a smile on her lips. How she wished she could fly like a bird of a feather she would take to the skies. Then the wind would not be forced to come to her on the earth where she was forced to remain; instead it could soar with her. Falling back to her haunches she looked up into the skies allowing her mind to wander through the many dreams she had for her life.

She always wanted to be born with wings, but she was born a Lupus. Jezebel had always been a self hating wolf of course she knew that the Lupus species was amazing in its own way being able to control elements and having brilliant and beautiful colors and markings. But that was not her, she was rather plain compared to her kin. Blinking honey filled eyes she looked down once more; maybe she should try to fly? Perhaps she could trick the wind into allowing her to take flight? Savoring the thought for a moment Jezebel smirked before standing up and giving herself a good shake. Now to find somewhere to lie down and rest. Watching her footing she walked for several minutes before finding an appropriate place where the wind was able to brush against her slightly but she was shielded from its sudden bursts of tantrum and others would not see her easily unless they were looking. Curling up in a tight ball she draped her plush tail over her nose and sighed allowing all the air in her lungs to escape her parted jaws. Waiting a few seconds before closing her eyes, Jezebel remain still and silent listening until she was satisfied no one was coming. Then she allowed her tired mind to rest.

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[Kelev Brightwick (Bezdomny)]

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[atrb=background,http://i437.photobucket.com/albums/qq94/NuckyGirl/bezdomny1-1.png] “When here is here and there is here, there is no more there. Thusly, thisly I must think to think that thinking is nothing but my lost friend that never was. When he never was, it brought me to the end of the world and I danced on the devil’s bellybutton!” What whispered tispered through the limpid colla-shadows didn’t limp or glide. Merely one would see lopes between grace and whimsy, and a tiring tirade recited that made no sense at all. What creature was this! With long antennae and long legs. Small in body and small in wing! A wisp of a tail and a wisp of a movement! It could be called a Sennyo by sight, but in all, he was Homeless and called himself thus. His name was Bezdomny. Empty eyes glanced a ways a way and Bezdomny happened to chance upon a happenchance flight, from cliff to cliff. So, there. He didn’t know what to think and didn’t know where to go, but decided that the show was worth the watch and so he waited. Thus watch became watch and wait. And then, she rested. He glared and said with a little snarl coloring his voice, “ Would you live to love the jump? Where you hold your breath and ask if the Great Spirit chisenchose to let you live? Fly Wingless, and bring me back my happiness.” And angsty Bezdomny tossed his head, twitched his antennae. “Awake!”

[luper1]

Sleep and rest, both were needed and yet so early in the morning? Clearly Jezebel’s clock was off a few hours but she had spent the night in restless dreams about things she really could not remember at all; which only made her sleep less with the anger of being unable to remember. Her dreams ranged from flight to the hunt, one moment she was tasting the sweet spoils of a hard hunt and the next she was flying with the birds and above the clouds. Breathing in deep she could taste and scent the world around her, she was safe here nothing had the intent of harming her and so she slept. Jezebel’s body would often twitch when a muscle would spasm from use or a ear twitch at a far of birds call but she remained hidden and silent. What seemed like hour’s was truly only minutes but that often happened when one was sleeping.

’Awake!’ Flinching away from the sound Jezebel’s body reacted before her mind could be pulled from her dream walk and she quickly jumped back her body coming in close contact with the cliff wall that had sheltered her before. A deep growl was emitted from her parted jaws as slowly her eyes began to focus and the cloud that seemed to cling heavy to her mind slowly faded away like the mist on a sunny morning. Blinking once or twice she looked at the creature before her and growled once more not really understanding why she was just awoken with a shout. Tilting her head to the side much like a curious pup would she looked the creature over. It was obviously a Sennyo for she had seen them once or twice while on her many wanders but never so up and close. He was…well beautiful. His long legs and dainty paws puzzled her. How could one contain so much grace and fragility and yet be able to even walk or be a beast of prey?

Though what caught her attention was the small wings on his back, she had been told they did not give the gift of flight but boy would they be a beautiful thing to carry around on your back. A soft smile spread her lips but she quickly pulled herself back to the current situation and she looked hard at the Sennyo wanting an explanation for being awoken. ”Well now that I am awake what is it you want.” Her voice had a sharp edge to it but it was not unkind. Why she was not chewing off his ear for disrupting her peace was unsure to her. Perhaps it was something to do with that look on his face. That crazy glint in his eyes and his graceful form that just put her at peace. Strange. Noticing she was still pressed up tightly against the cliff wall she quickly peeled herself away and stepped forward giving herself a good shake to loosen up her ridged body. ”Um my names Jezebel. What is yours if you don’t mind me asking?

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[Aurora]

The wolf heard faint voices, where are those coming from?, she wondered.Surely why would others be talking at this early in the morning?.I wonder if they are friendly, and i wonder if i would be safe to talk with them for a little while?After all, I dont have any pack or friends, I mean, I'm completly a loner.She heard more voices, she began to trace and track them until she reached thier location.

"hello,"she says casually."I am Aurora, may I join you two?,"she asks quietly as if trying to stay on the safe side."I, uh, I hope it's okay if i can of course, i dont want to be a bother of any kind,"she comments un sure of herself.She sits before them, and bows as if waiting for them to say whether she has gained intry or not."I hope i'm not intruding."

Aurora winced as she has another horrible flash back of her tragic past.she tries to push the thoughts away from her mind, as they slowly over ride her changing memories.She slowly comes back to reality while she hopes that the others will not show down on her because of her strange ways, she smiles trying to ease it all.

[Kelev Brightwick (Bezdomny)]

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[atrb=background,http://i437.photobucket.com/albums/qq94/NuckyGirl/bezdomny1-1.png] Bezdomny tilted himself to the drama of this female Lupus’ awakening. It was a head-tilt of puppyish curiosity, but taken to the extreme that his entire body almost fell in drunken confusion. He shook his head in terrible dread as he lost his train of thought for a second. It was he who had been the creeper and it seemed he got away scot-free. He had seen her jump, watched her until she went to sleep, and then, bored with that, he had woke her up. And then she asked him what he wanted from her. And he didn’t understand why she couldn’t understand that the only reason he woke her up was because he wanted her awake. He just smiled and said, “I wanted you with open eyes, witness the glories. Awake! Awake!” He jumped up and down and his sensitive nose sniffed the air. “The weather outside seems nice when the day comes on right proper. And all the times so long ago, wasted, rays on in.” His empty eye looked past Jezebel. “Wingless! Do you wish to fly!” It wasn’t a question. “And you!” he didn’t seem to hear the Lyxxus that had approached, nor seen her or even acknowledge her invite. Btu he did notice her wincing. He noticed everything most wolves didn’t and he noticed nothing most wolves did. “Have you a fit or somesort of that sort? Notmygrimace.” He ran together the words, no spaces between. “Notmygrimace, not withstanding, not withholding, with standhold beyond a holdstand. Tell me, yes, with hissy voice, that the story. Why is it that Wingless wish to fly and Notmygrimace wishes to not be a bother. You are a bother. Be a bother. A bother is better than being wingless, eh, Wingless?” And Bezdomny turned his attention to Jezebel. His rushed voice kept on and on, an almost never ending flow of words. The more he spoke, the more it became evident that it would be impossible to actually reply to him. “So, you come chance-pon a Bezdomny called Bezdomny. Such a funny way things work. My name means I’m Homeless because that’s what it means and I am, quite literally, without a home my bitterlings.” And Bezdomny leaned forward and kissed Aurora’s neck suddenly. “If I were a griffin, I would have snapped that neck in two and eaten your organs. Slow et slowly. Forever to savor the flavor. Such is the way?” And he jumped back, butterfly wings fluttering merrily on his back as he dream-walked in a pacing agitation. “Such is the way!” And he sat down. It seemed he had calmed down somewhat.

[luper1]

This little creature was so dainty! Why Jezebel could not get her mind around the fact that yes this wolf was smaller then most….well in stature anyways he was much taller then herself but he was….so small. And yet he had this beautiful quality to himself as well. Rolling her eyes at her stupidity she looked back at the wolf. She was curious how he had found her, she had not been followed. Nor had she been neglectful when she lay down to rest; she had made sure she was alone when she lay down. Nothing was around to bother her. As her mind began to clear from sleep the many questions began to pour into her mind just confusing her further. And how had he gotten up here so easily!? Pushing aside the questions Jezebel stood and have herself another shake flicking her ears forward to catch his strange speech.

A soft smile began to spread over her muzzle and as Bezdomny continued to speak the smile spread to her cheeks and soon up to her eyes. Why was this wolf having such a strange effect on her, normally someone that spoke with less sense then a dumb and mute wolf would push her off the edge and cause her to want to kill them. But he was just different, maybe it had to do with his appearance which she was still having a hard time accepting or it was the innocent crazy look in his eyes. She felt safe around him as though he could not harm a fly. After all for one so…she hated to say it but crazy how could he hurt anyone? Of course she would not misjudge him but she could not help but allow herself to relax in his presence allowing her curious eyes to wander once more over his beautiful butterfly wings and the strange antennas that came from the top of his head.

Why was it that he was able to predict what she was thinking? Perhaps her longing to fly had been seen by the strange way she kept looking at his wings or maybe it was just the fact he had been stalking her. Creeper. His speech was fast and carried quickly over the space between then where it landed in her pricked ears. ”Yes it has always been a dream to fly. But as you can see I am without wings or the gift of flight.” Of course her words were somewhat lost as he continued to babble on but she could not help but hold on as hard as she could to the words he spoke, her mind working hard to decode them. Jumping slightly as she was pulled from her concentration she twisted her gaze towards the pathway she had taken.

Another? How many god forsaken wolves followed her here? This was supposed to be secluded she thought. The wolf was of that strange breed she had just started to see around the lands. They were unique indeed having more then one tail and bright beautiful colors but they were also very small and dainty. Watching as the female approached Jezebel could not help but puff herself up slightly it was clear that the wolf was taking a less dominant position and she would assume the more dominant if the other would not. Raising her tail slightly she looked the wolf over, her greeting was odd to Jezebel who was not such a forth coming wolf but it was pleasant all the same. Watching as she bowed down Jezebel could not help but snort. ”Your not among ranking wolves female please stand, there is no need for such formality. Please don’t hesitate to join us.” There was thick sarcasm in her voice but Jezebel did relax and fell down on her haunches allowing more room for the female to join them.

Watching the interaction of Bezdomny she smirked he was such an odd ball! Kneading the ground beneath her she sat silent until once more he turned to her and spoke. So many questions it was hard to keep up with his rambling speech, and yet she was interested all the same to please him by answering. ”Its lovely to meet you Bezdomny, though the greeting was strange I must admit. What brings you here to this canyon? I did not think I would find many others here.” Which had been her goal all along. Looking at the female she nodded ”My name is Jezebel, do you mind me asking yours?

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[Aurora]

She looked confused, she wasnt used to such others greetings..She was only use to greetings from her kind, from the same species as her..She knew she was quite odd with her growing tails and all but, these two were being rather rude. She senced the rudeness and sarcasism in the femmes voice, it was strong..

She stood like commanded, but quite offended,"ah, okay.I'm Aurora, I see you know of my rank, but please do deal with it, it isnt my fault, I dont have a pack,"she frowned.She looked at the male, "I'm glad your not a griffen,"she layed next to the others still offended, yet knowing it was true.She sighed.

She thought maybe she should leave, but she knew she is too lonely.However, these wolves are quite rude, but thats probably just because I am a loner, I can't even compete with those two, why shall I even stay here? She turned as if to leave, yet sencing she should stay she kept turned around but she layed back down and placed her paw over her face.She indeed, was a loner, and would probably always be that way.

[Kelev Brightwick (Bezdomny)]

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[atrb=background,http://i437.photobucket.com/albums/qq94/NuckyGirl/bezdomny1-1.png] With all the days still churning forth with got and slothy tour, when Bezdomny realized who he was again, Ecket had been scithered—all for gone. It was for this reason he stalked the female Lupus, whom he named Wingless, and it was for this reason that he had woke her up. And then, his luck doubled when the Lyxxus approached him so. He knew about the Lyxxus, considered them strange, as most wolves here and thought the species extinct in these lands, but they seemed to make a come-back. “Did you know, of all the precious days, there is everyone thinks the fool speaks the words of wise? Of all my travels of all my years, I’ve only met one who knew the words of a wise to be wise because whethernots and wonderwhys paint the wise as fools.” Bezdomny shook his head, stopped mid-headshake and then twitched his antennae. “Good weather! And I must admit, admittedly, that the reason I am here is because I followed you. Like a shadow! A shadow made from sunshine where floss grows as crop and not everyone enjoys a good bath if it’s in tar.” Bezdomny laughed. “And you, Notmygrimace! Why do you speak in woebeme when not even a single one of us is in a pack?” He tilted his head to the extreme right, then the extreme left, and then he straightened himself up and nodded vigorously. “You see, I had recently realized that my candid searching was all for naught. With no point in life, I realized many other things. One of them is,” and here he glanced at Jezebel, “…that all that is considered odd is only considered odd because once upon a time, you defined what is normal. If that once upon a time never happened, this would just be the same as everything else and withernot you wish it to be. Wish or chance won’t bring us here. And everything is allowed to be unexplained.” And Bezdomny nodded. “Sometimes, it is best to flow with the go.”

[luper1]

Jezebel’s ears twitched forward as she listened quit interested with this wolf and his strange ways. She could not help but smirk softly though. How was it that though he spoke of wisdom and how in all his travels he had never seen it; he was in a sense contradicting himself. Was he not? Though she was not in a mood for philosophical thoughts so she allowed the topic to easily glaze over her conscious as she tried to follow the wolves speech. Though she could not help but feel the nagging feeling that she was being unkind to this other female that had chosen to join them. She still found it hard to just accept other wolves when they had not been invited by herself but she would have to grow up a little. Turning her attention to Aurora as Bezdomny continued to talk her ears still flicked towards him as she absorbed his words, attempting to hold two conversations.

Aurora, it was a beautiful name she must admit. At least it did not mean unclean as hers did in the Hebrew language. Smirking at the meaning of her name she shook her head slightly trying to clear her mind before straightening her gaze again on Aurora. ”You have a beautiful name Aurora do carry it with pride. I do not condemn you for your rank in life. For we all must choose a path to walk and some of us choose the road less traveled. Come do not act so gloomy tell me about yourself why have to chosen to come to this Canyon? Are you solely seeking the company of others?” Jezebel’s voice had softened though it was with a hard attempt to keep it that way as she spoke; it was hard for her to be so kind to strangers but this wolf was acting so pitiful she could not be to mean to her. She did not feel like making herself carry unnecessary guilt after all.

So he had been following her! Though why? She was not honestly that fascinating nor was she strikingly beautiful she would call Bezdomny beautiful before herself. So why had he come seeking her company? As hard as she tried to make herself feel upset about the situation Jezebel could not help but feel slightly flattered by his company. He was a cute fellow after all. Looking up at the sky with a glare upon her face she snorted and stood the sun beating down on her coat and retreated slightly farther back from the two so she stood more in the shade. ”Excuse me I am not a big fan of the direct sunlight. Its to hot. So anyways do tell me Bezdomny why you chose to follow me? I have nothing to offer you but perhaps solemn companionship but other then that I am no of anything spectacular.” Now why in the hell did she just say that? Ok maybe the heat was starting to get to her head or it was Bez…one or the other. Maybe it was her time to flow and go.

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[Aurora]

The female listened to each of them speak. Her oppinion on it was that Bezdomny was a strange wolf, yet he spoke of wisdom. Aurora thought this was quite a exception for him being so rude to her before. She turned back to face them now not as gloomy. "I ,Jezebel love my name yes, but I love yours just as well."She paused, taking in a deep breath. "I personally am trying to join a pack at the very moment. I came here because I was such a new comer to these lands and didnt have anywhere to go. Now however, I am not so much the new comer as others come about every day. I am just now beginning to see how this terratory works. My old home was run quite differently." She shifted differently, to grow more comfortable. She has now slowly regained her confidence and isn't gloomy anymore.

"And you Bez. If I may call you that?, I am not what you shall call a 'woebeme'. If there is such a word as such."

[dusttheloner]

The early morning sun beat down on Dust as she wandered the Ryell Canyon with her two pups, Tiatsu and Apollo. The two were running along ahead with all the joy and exuberance of youth, their stubby wings fluttering as they leapt about.

"Be careful, you guys!" Dust called after them. Tiatsu nudged his brother, who halted to look at his mother questioningly. She nodded towards the edge of the cliff, which Apollo was standing dangerously close to. He squealed in surprise and leapt away, bumping into Tiatsu and sending them both tumbling back to their mother in a heap of fur and feathers.

Dust nudged the deaf Apollo, disentangling him from Tiatsu.

"Try to pay attention to where you're going," she said, although he couldn't hear her. Tiatsu, who had been ready to rush off again, paused, his ears pricked forward. Noticing this, Dust looked in the direction he was facing. The scent of other wolves, paired with voices and shapes in the distance, made her instantly wary.

The wolves seemed to be discusing something. One of them, a Sennyo, was bubbling nonsense while a Lupus like herself nodded and said something in reply. A small wolf was there also, speaking in shy a shy voice. From where she was standing, Dust could only hear the faintest snatches of words. Something about flight...

At this, Dust shoved her pups forward. Usually she'd avoid contact with others, but she couldn't fly, being a Lupus, and she was certain one of the wolves would know something of flight.

"Excuse me!" She called in her soft, almost musical voice that didn't quite match her gruff, tomboyish personality, "Excuse me, but I couldn't help but overhear your conversation, you see, I have a little problem..." she pushed the confused Tiatsu and Apollo forward, "You were speaking of flying, and my pups fly... but I don't. Could any of you help me..?"

She stood over the pups, trying her hardest to look polite and non-threatening. Usually when she wanted something, she pushed people around until she got it. In this case, however, it effected her pups, who she wanted to give a chance at survival.

"Please..?"

[Kelev Brightwick (Bezdomny)]

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[atrb=background,http://i437.photobucket.com/albums/qq94/NuckyGirl/bezdomny1-1.png] Bezdomny shook his head. He didn’t see why they were watching speak so reverently. They hung on his every word, as if he was speaking the words of the wise when in fact he tilted his words into a realm of nonsense. He even told them, directly (or rather indirectly) that they shouldn’t listen to him. He was a fool. He had wasted a hundred and forty years of his life searching for a wolf that didn’t exist. And then, they thought he was wise! Perhaps the Great Spirit had a sense of humor. Perhaps this Great Spirit watched feverishly, a laugh in the great throat and rumbling over the land. But then again, he was just overthinking again. Maybe he was being wise while acting the part of the fool. Wasn’t it he who said that whethernots and wonderwhys painted the wise as fools? What if he was a wise painting himself as a fool? “Wingless and Notmygrimace. Those names. And what is a Bez? You may not call him Bez because my name is Bezdomny!” And he shook his head. “Why do you speak about the Northern lights and an Unclean? Such strange things, I’ve seen stranger, yes et yes, but in the end, the only thing strange is what is not normal.” And he just his chest out proudly. “And, I must say again! With more stubbornly I suppose! That Notmygrimace is a woebeme. Look at how she pathetically pines for that which she does not have. All she says is ‘woe be me’ in each of her actions. Now, Wingless, tell me, you must agree!” He leaped gracefully over them. “I smell another approaching. It smells like a pack because it smells like many. But it doesn’t smell like a pack because it smells like one.” And he pounced, looking for Dust and her puppies. He paced back to the two females, whom he had named Notmygrimace and Wingless. “I see who comes! Greet! Greet!” And then, Dust approached them all. With wide, empty eyes, Bezdomny watched with a vacant smile. It was as if his mind was empty of all things. “I watched you before you came! And for you pups? If you want them to fly, throw them off this cliff! A winged pup which cannot fly is not worth life!” And he completely did not see the irony in his words. His useless wings fluttered quietly on his back. And he bounced and bounded; his ready jaws about to take the deaf pup by surprise. And he aimed to take the pup and toss him over the cliff, but stopped. “I remembered something. You need to have some manners. Can I do this please?” And he picked up the pup without waiting for an answer, thinking that please was enough.

[dusttheloner]

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[atrb=background,http://img35.imageshack.us/img35/9249/dustbg.png] Dust yelped as the Sennyo grabbed Apollo and raced to the edge of the cliff. "Can I do this please?" he asked, Apollo squirming is his grasp. "Of course you can't, you lunatic!" growled Dust, "And you speak of a winged wolves who can't fly, when you you yourself are flightless?" She took a threatening step towards Bezdomny, being careful in the event he dropped her pup over the side of the cliff. Dust took another step forward, her ears pressed flat against her skull. Her yellow eyes blazed with their famed fierce light, her lip curled back to expose razor sharp teeth. "Give me back my pup, or I'll be forced to hurt you," she snarled, "Give him back!" Another step, another step, she could see the fear in Apollo's eyes. She could see the faintest hint of a crazed light in Bezdomny's eyes and stopped short. He's obviously not in his right mind, she thought, Maybe I can reason with him. Tiatsu, who had been sitting where his mother had left him, turned to the Lupus next to him. "Mama is angry at the crazy man," he said, "Crazy man is being mean though," He looked back to his brother, "Is that why Apollo is making scared faces?" Dust would have smiled at the observation if not for the anger and that filled her heart as she attempted to find the right words to reason with the Sennyo. "I know I asked for help teaching the pups, but tossing them off a cliff isn't exactly what I had in mind," she said, "If you could please put Apollo down, I'm sure we could work something out..." She took a less threatening step towards Bezdomny. She knew that if she made the wrong move her pup could be dropped, and since he couldn't hear he wouldn't be able to listen to her advice to flap his wings. "Just put down Apollo, and I'm certain there's a better way to teach the pups to fly..."

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[atrb=background,http://i696.photobucket.com/albums/vv330/realmoffanghur/middlejezytableg.png] Yes she did agree with Bezdomny about Aurora she was being rather gloomy about her position in life. What shame was there in being a loner? Absolutely none how could there be shame for something like that? After all most were born as loners and only through choice did they join a pack. Jezebel was attempting to join the Kingdom but she was not going to act as though her lot in life was any less important because she carried the marking of a loner. Flicking her ears forward she watched Bezdomny as he spoke to the female then turned to her for assurance. Shit. She did not want to upset Bezdomny by not agree with him nor did she want to shame this she-wolf by agreeing. She hated it when others put her in situations like this, perhaps this was one of the great reasons she remained so anti-social. Though the situation soon relaxed as Bezdomny easily glided over the top of them his long legs propelling him through the air, how she would love to be able to glide about like so. Though heeding his words she stood and gave herself a good shake. Yes she could scent the other wolves coming near as well. There were three of them, her expert sense of smell told her. One of age and the other two very young. Why would a mother bring her pups here? That was a suicidal thing to do…unless of course they were pups of flight but was it possible for one so young to take flight? Looking at Bezdomny as he jumped about his feet moving without effort she walked to his side her form much smaller than his but clearly having more bulk and possible strength. ”Seems you were right Bezdomny, others do approach. Three in number one mother and two pups.” Her words where nothing but a whisper but she was confident the Sennyo had heard her. Watching with careful eyes as they approach she smirked and held her head slightly higher she had been correct indeed there was a mother and two pups. But why was she so happy to see them, after all she had come here to escape. And now five others had joined her, well that was just something she would have to deal with clearly because she did not want to offend so she would stay around for a while longer. Nodding her head in greeting to the female her attention turned to the pups the more colorful one seemed to be more lively and held himself with more confidence. Whereas the smaller one which must have been the runt held his head lower his eyes bright but ears flopping from each side of his head, clearly that had not chosen to stand yet. There was something wrong with that pup he did not act normal. Listening as the wolf introduced herself Jezebel watched quietly as she spoke of teaching the pups to fly. Why would she ask such a question of a Lupus, Lyxxus and Sennyo clearly none of them knew how to fly. But perhaps she took Bezdomny’s wings as a false statement? It all happened so quickly then Bezdomny leaping forward and taking the smallest pup and walking towards the edge. Shock. She had no idea what to do, but she watched as the mother enraged stepped towards the wolf. This would not solve anything, walking close to Bezdomny her shoulders taunt as she prepared to leap for this pup she knew nothing of. Perhaps she could manipulate the wind enough to catch his wings as he fell and help him glide to safety? Her shoulder came in contact with Bezdomny’s shoulder first and she brushed him softly trying to divert his immediate attention. ”Come now Bezdomny you know just as well as I do no pup this age knows how to fly. His mother only wishes to speak of how in the future she can teach him.” Her words were soft almost seductive as she moved slowly up the from of the crazed wolf her body never leaving contact with his own. Soon she stood shoulder to shoulder with him her paws playing along the edge of the cliff. ”It would be a shame to kill one so young simply because he is unable to fly? Look at him he is so small and pathetic.” Smiling softly Jezebel nudged Bezdomny’s chest softly as if she was trying to comfort him. Though she leaned forward as well, soon her muzzle was only a few inches from the pup and she stepped forward once more until her jaws slowly clamped over his mid back, pulling his body along with Bezdomny’s head towards the safety of the ground she held eye contact with the crazed wolf.

[Aurora]

She watched as they had talked about her. She allowed a snarl to escape her muzzle. "I'm Aurora, Bezdomny." She watched as they talked and tried to reason about the pup. "The pup will learn at it's own time Bezdomny. Give it time to see." She paused for a moment. "Put the pup down." She looked around hoping that she wasnt being assertive. "I must be leaving now. I have been here long enough. Got things to do, packs to join. See you all later." Aurora turns and begins to slowly walk off. She walked away proudly. Her descision she had made was coming along nicely.

I knew I could or could'nt pull this off. Well since Bezdomny keeps calling me a woebeme. Which I know can't be a word. He's absolutly crazy. I was far away from them now.