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Post by hellhoundish on Mar 6, 2011 22:10:04 GMT -5
Yoru walked along the trail, peering into the dense undergrowth. Her dark brown coat glistening in the moisture and sun, her eyes scanning and taking in most details. Of course, she would forget them later on.
The trails all appeared to be the same, but with slight differences. She could spot them, but it was not particularly useful right now. She wandered on and on, occasionally pausing to listen out for noises. She knew that a well-organized wolf of these parts could take her down, but she was not going to let them get the chance so easily. Her vision was acute, enough so to pick up wolves trying to sneak up on her. Naturally, that wouldn't help if they sneaked up behind her. So she kept on turning her head around, peering in all directions.
She had heard rumors of a pack of different moralities here, and had come to find out. She herself was not exactly... normal. Her wings brushed either side of the pathway, and were beginning to become a burden, so she lay down.
Her past was so blurred, and yet she just knew that someone, somewhere had harmed her. She certainly didn't remember her parents or family. All she felt now was the anger, and the hatred. Oh, and the longing, but she tried to ignore that.
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Flynn
Hellion Mafia
Specialist: Cleaner & Underboss[M:30][A:5]
Cypress
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Post by Flynn on Mar 7, 2011 9:56:29 GMT -5
Dig dig dig dig dig. Yet another marker to place, he lifted the stripped leg from it's resting place at his side. Ligaments still held it together, the bones had been chewed on recently, but there was clearly a furred wolf paw at the end of it. Flynn never liked the toes, that was always something he left behind. He placed the limb in the shallow hole and proceeded to bury it. The small male used his nose to finish the work, his tattered ears flickered at the rustling in the brush.
He bristled and turned to face the noise, reaching his whiskers to catch any foreign scents. He was small and scrawny, so he relied on intimidation most the time. He barred his fangs, red-capped and shrew like. He arched his body around to present his flank, to look bigger as his beady eyes searched for movement. "Who's there?" There was not fear in his voice, more annoyance than anything.
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Post by hellhoundish on Mar 8, 2011 5:23:28 GMT -5
"I am Yoru, or Thirteen" she said confidently, "Who is it that wants to know?" Yoru wasn't particularly afraid, because she knew she could fly away if things went wrong. She wandered closer to the voice, out of curiosity more than anything else. Perhaps this wasn't the brightest thing to do, she thought.
With the brush continuing to scrape at her wings, she tucked them in as far as they would go. She concentrated on being stealthy and silent. Yoru came to the area where the voice had come from. There was a wolf there. "Hello" she said, quieter this time. She felt that she should respect this wolf a bit more, although she had no clue as to why.
She blinked when she saw the marker. This wolf was obviously one of the members of the pack here. She then looked at his teeth. She stepped back a bit, mostly in surprise. The signs were everywhere now she looked closer. Her good vision came in handy. This wolf was a myou.
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Flynn
Hellion Mafia
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Post by Flynn on Mar 9, 2011 10:40:09 GMT -5
His ears flickered and honed in on the location of the voice. His face pointed toward her. Yoru? Thirteen? Did they just want to have two names. It was obviously a single wolf. The disrespectful tone was quickly noted, he growled a warning, "I want to know." He wanted to curse at the stranger, but thought better of it. His ears and nose kept honed, waiting for her to show herself.
His clawed paw finished patting down the hidden marker. He then proceeded to scent mark it, lifting a leg while keeping an eye an the creature as she emerged from the brush. Her voice was more acceptable now. He kept his ears and nose on high alert as his poor eyes made sense of her silhouette. She seemed bulky, another yagi maybe? No, wait...those were wings. A keiyou then? He snorted as she stepped back at the sight of him. He was not attractive in anyway, but he didn't care.
"You are trespassing. " His thinly furred tail raised slightly in a show of dominance. The pungent scent of a fresh marker emphasized that he had a high claim in this territory.
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Post by hellhoundish on Mar 10, 2011 6:13:47 GMT -5
Yoru was beginning to get anxious. The stranger spoke with clear authority, someone not to be challenged. "I am sorry, but I wouldn't exactly call it trespassing, but a bit more like wishing to join your pack." she said, quietly and respectfully.
She was less uncaring now, and more cautious. Her wings raised, without her thinking. However, her stance showed she was being submissive. His smell filled the air, another sign of his dominance. He was probably a high ranking wolf, she thought, how could I have been so careless?.
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Flynn
Hellion Mafia
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Cypress
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Post by Flynn on Mar 11, 2011 9:32:20 GMT -5
He snarled at her for correcting him. Then he took a few steps toward her lifting his nose up to face her, considering how much taller she was than he. "You don't just waltz in and expect to be accepted. Why should I let you in, neh?" His voice was raspy and grumbled, like a bitter old man. His stature was small, but he did his best to invoke the authority he had.
He always made potential pack members prove their worth, if they were not up to the task, they were not pack material. He was not sure what use a keiyou would have in the jungle. The last keiyou he met almost broke her wing because of all the trees. Perhaps a scout would be the best sort of rank for her, if she was up to it.
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Post by hellhoundish on Mar 11, 2011 20:11:00 GMT -5
"Well, I can fly, although I understand this i snot the best place to do so. It means I could, um, spy on others and search for food from above the trees. Or even carry messages swiftly to others?" she said, suddenly very nervous.
Pointedly, she flapped her wings, and rose off of the ground and back again. She loved to fly, the wind whipping around her fur. She was more relaxed, even after that small flight.
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Flynn
Hellion Mafia
Specialist: Cleaner & Underboss[M:30][A:5]
Cypress
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Post by Flynn on Mar 13, 2011 11:23:56 GMT -5
He looked at her, almost in disbelief. Did she really think that the mafia would accept someone like her? He thought it over, well, maybe a mediator between packs could help get more contracts. A messenger would not be too bad. He had to find some way to test her though. All he could think of would be maneuverability training.
"Look up, what do you see? Do not skimp on details." He wanted to have a map of the canopy above them. he could not see well, so he would hope that she would be good at descriptions. If she could describe and then make it through the vines, branches and all around clutter in the jungle, he might consider her joining.
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Post by hellhoundish on Mar 16, 2011 4:49:21 GMT -5
"I see a lot. I see twisting branches riddled with vines. I see barriers everywhere, and only small ways through. However, I may be able to get through without to much veering off course. The vines that hang down are like nets, and could catch me easily, however the ones growing sideways will be less of an obstacle, as the are not so thick and matted. The trees themselves have a similar pattern of growth, and there branches cut off quite high. Flying above the tree tops would e the best option, but getting there is quite difficult. An angled approach would be best, rather than going straight up" Yoru mumbled. She was very nervous about the whole process of joining.
"I could add more, if you like." she said quietly. She was clearly respecting the other wolf's authority. She sat down, eyes glancing between the trees and the other wolf.
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Flynn
Hellion Mafia
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Post by Flynn on Mar 18, 2011 7:45:02 GMT -5
He listened, getting a good judge as to what this female was capable of. He mulled it through his head. She might not be a killer, but to be honest she didn't have to be. She just had to accept that most of the pack was a bit blood thirsty. His thinly furred tail twitched. She did move to respect a lot easier than some others he had let in the pack. "What are your thoughts on killing and cannibalism?" As always, the joining process came down to an interview and a test.
He needed a few more moments to think of how he could test her despite his poor eye-sight. He could follow shadows, but that was about the extent of it. Maybe he just had to trust someone this time around. Pff. Like that would happen. He would still make her run a gauntlet around the clearing, maneuvering through the trees. If she wanted to be a spy or messenger, she needed to maneuver quickly in and out of the jungle.
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Post by rosella on Mar 18, 2011 16:06:15 GMT -5
From the darkness of the shadows formed from teh trees came the death of many a wolf. She moved forward as she smelled the one called Flynn and a trespasser. Part of her wished to go ahead and eat Flynn the other wanted to cuddle. She did not understand the cuddle part of her. She put it with being pregnaunt. Slowly she was begining to show and right now her snake like belly was bulging just enough to say she was carrying pups and not just fat.
She came out, her hood flared slightly at the trespassers smell as she looked at the two before nodding at flynn. "What have we herrrrre?"
(ooc: may i intrude?)
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Post by hellhoundish on Mar 23, 2011 4:49:24 GMT -5
Yoru looked around sharply at the sound of another wolf. She was getting even more nervous, all trace of confidence quickly vanishing.
"Uh, well I don't mind killing, to tell the truth. And cannibalism can be okay, especially if others are starving. I'd prefer not to eat another wolf, however I would be able to kill." she said, constantly glancing at both wolves.
She flapped her wings absent-minded. She was trying to work out what he was thinking, but all she could see was that he was thinking. Yoru tried to smile, but it showed only her panic. She turned to the newcomer.
"I am Yoru." she said respectfully.
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Flynn
Hellion Mafia
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Post by Flynn on Mar 23, 2011 9:41:15 GMT -5
He jumped a little when his..."mate" came out from the shadows. He glared a little, but it quickly faded when he realized her eye-sight was better than his. His tattered ears twitched as the keiyou spoke nervously. Well, at least she had fear in her, and with one of the Hit Squad here, if she didn't join....well. He smirked showing his eeire, red-stained teeth.
" Ah, here we have a lost one looking for a home." He gave a sideways glance to the cobra-myou. "But she has to prove that she is worth the effort. I am going to have her maneuver the canopy. Would you help me judge her skill?" It was a way to get more eyes on her, since Flynn's were almost useless when it came to distance. However he would not admit that to a stranger. He turned back to the silhouette of the keiyou.
He took a step closer, a more menacing now, " If you join us, you are committed to us for life. You will be hunted down if you ever try to leave. We are a family that looks after each other and follows the words of the Don." He gestured to the trees, telling her that she should start showing off now.
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Post by hellhoundish on Mar 24, 2011 5:47:05 GMT -5
"I understand" was all that Yoru said before taking off, the breeze of air rustling around her feathered wings. She glided upwards, eyes constantly searching for pathways through the dense plants. She gained speed, anxious to show that she was worth joining the pack. She was lucky enough to have a lighter build than most keiyou.
She was high above the wolves now, making them appear almost like ants. She turned over in the air, laughing. She dived down, making constant adjustments to her flight, but always slowing down to a certain speed. She reached just above their heads, before pulling up, somewhat straining her muscles. She could still fly, it just hurt.
She rose back up to the canopy, swooping through the trees. However, she was finding it harder work than usually. The challenge made her feel exhilarated. She used the vines to her advantage, running momentarily on them when she could. She dove down gently, wings now making only the faintest of sounds. She landed about 2 meters from the other wolves, glancing nervously.
"Was that acceptable?" she asked.
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Post by rosella on Mar 24, 2011 9:44:29 GMT -5
next time please wait till after everyone has posted. That way my char would have had time to reply to flynn and then do somthing before you ended up doing the thing.
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