Great Minds (OPEN!)

[lawson]

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[atrb=background,http://i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/Somatra1/lback-4.jpg] The forest birds called back and forth in the thin, white morning light that managed to filter through the jungle trees. Mist still hung low to the ground, and the sun was still not quite up. Autumn was here, but the jungle remained mostly untouched. Lawson's dark brown, bulky form padded along the moss covered floor, with an odd smile on his would-be-handsome (if not for that blasted scar!) face. However, he had to admit he rather liked the scar, it reminded him of where he came from. His large saber teeth were pearly white, and his stubbed tail wagged along to his steps. His long, pointed black horns were shiny, sharp and ready for battle should the occasion arise, but much to his dismay, it hadn't. The mutiny had been easy and he hadn't even met anyone who wasn't one of the mutineers, not that he particularly wanted to anyways. The Yagi was one of those odd wolves who didn't prefer to be alone or with other wolves, it simply depended on the mood he was in. His bright, orange eyes scanned the jungle for any signs of life, he was out hunting for some breakfast, where he would then bring whatever it was to his den to finish off. He was rather proud of his choice of den: It was located near the Gambit Trail, inside a very large, hollow log that had recently fallen. It suited him since it had three exits, one in the front, another in the back and one more hidden by plants to the side. It wasn't in an open space, therefore harder to find, and on a small rise so he could step out and look over the trail, at least for a little ways if he so chose. He'd chosen it not only because of that, but because he could then stop wolves before they entered, and spy on any wolf if he remained hidden, which was easy for him since he blended in quite nicely with the foliage that surrounded his den. The only indication that a wolf did sleep there was the large leaves and moss that served him as a bed inside, and a small trail through the plants. It was, in his opinion, the perfect home and territory, and he'd spent his days here walking around the jungle and familiarizing himself with the land. He pressed lazily forward, his thoughts focused on such morbid things as death and dying, and whether it was really all worth it in the end: A smile lit his features as he thought of the young Yagi he'd almost helped to drown, or the stupid Keiyou, his own family... Yes, it was well worth it.

[Dædalus]

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[atrb=background,http://i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/Somatra1/dback-2.jpg] How simply splendid, the sennyo had been given the good fortune of finding the desired den rather rapidly after his acceptance into the pack. The great tree had cracked in two pieces long ago, leaving a moss covered hollowed shell lying on the floor, linked unceremoniously to the now hollowed large stump that was perfectly concealed behind growing vegetation. Of course Daedalus had to dedicate several hours to digging a passage way under the fallen trunk and digging deeper into the earth under the stump that his new passage now led to with perfectly calculated architecture. The result was a concealed hallway with a tree trunk roof that led to a spacious and cool den under the main stump where but the smaller amount of light filtered through the roots. To say the very least Daedalus was ecstatic with his creation, the dwelling sporting a rear and front exit and providing him with a cool reprieve from the hot jungle temperature. He now sat outside his den, munching on some delightful fish he had taken a break to catch from the nearby pool. The delightful squishy and juicy flesh ripped apart easily in his teeth, some fishy fat dribbling down his dark green maw. The sennyo's bright wings fluttered merrily in the small breeze as he munched on his tasty treat and reflected on his choice of a home. The mafia was the optimal choice, no other pack could ever had accepted his genius studies and scientific experiments for the wondrous gift they were. But there it was, the mafia had not only accepted them but Daedalus was sure it would embrace them as time went on. It did however seem as though the pack was smaller then he had estimated, but this suited the male fine for it would permit him the necessary time to establish his reputation and gain the estimated rank that he would require to further his education. It was more of a form of art, Daedalus thought lovingly as he mused over his discoveries. After meticulously licking his chops clean he decided to saunter about, remaining invisible as he skipped along his merry way, nimbly hopping over vegetation and whistling in his eerie manner. And that is when he saw the Yagi, the great beast of a wolf that could no doubt just sit on the sennyo and suffocate him; if he could catch him. Oh joyous day, he would finally get to meet more pack members! Bounding out of his cover of invisibility he cheerfully hopped over to introduce himself. "Why good day there fine sir. How are we fetching on this magnificent morning? It is my great pleasure to introduce myself as the brilliant Daedalus, stunning mind at your disposition, assuming you are a mafia member. And you are such a member aren't you?" His cunning eyes briefly swept over the male, his nose keenly assessing the situation and pulling his deductions from these methods of observation he deduced the yagi was a mafia member indeed. A grin spread across his maw as a perfect row of glaring white fangs were revealed.

[Hysteria]

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[atrb=background,http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a190/lilDiablo_/redbg.jpg] Hysteria had only recently joined the mafia, and yet she felt like the jungle was her home. She adapted quickly and set to further getting to know the terrain. Not only that, but today she sought other members of the mafia. The enthusiastic female thoroughly enjoyed making new friends, and hopefully these would be friends that would understand her and love her as much as she was sure she would love them! Her ears pricked in the direction of a voice and a smile reached her maniacally painted face. There they were now! Her long legs worked diligently beneath her as she loped in the direction of the voice. She appeared from the cover of the brush, her eager eyes searching for the source of the sound. The hybrid quickly looked the two males over and giggled fiendishly. Despite being half sennyo, Hysty almost always assumed that males of the species were gay. So when she found Lawson and Daedalus together, she jumped to conclusions. "Hi boys!" She said teasingly, her wispy tail fluttering happily behind her."Sorry if I'm interrupting anything, I just wanted to say hello~"

[lawson]

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[atrb=background,http://i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/Somatra1/lback-4.jpg] Lawson turned to face the Sennyo, remarking with a casual thought the bright colors: Quite the opposite of his own, fine dark coat, but to each their own. He hadn't met many Sennyos in his lifetime, but had no prejudices against other races: He simply hated them all. Except for Mafia members, only they were deemed acceptable enough. The others were usually quite stupid, in his opinion, and fell easily into his well spun-traps. However, judging by his smell this male was a mafia member, and it pleased him to meet another fellow criminal. His words were well-spoken, which showed intelligence, and the Yagi immediately warmed to him. "Good morning, Daedalus, I am indeed a mafia member, Lawson, Consigliere, at your disposal. I'm quite alright, and yourself? I trust you are having no troubles being in a new pack and all that?" His voice was deep and low, and flowed smoothly. He shows intelligence..... his voice whispered with a hint of curiosity, and Lawson murmured: "Yes, indeed...." It was shown in the way he asked if he was in the mafia, most wolves simply pranced around, willy-nilly introducing themselves to any wolf who happened to walk by: Those wolves either made a great friend, or met a great fight. It was the latter he preferred to deal with. Soon another wolf joined them, and he turned to her for a moment, and the Yagi thought he caught something in her voice: Some sort of suggestion that he and... him? Preposterous! If she hadn't been in the mafia, he would have had oh so much fun with her mind, but such was not the case, and she seemed friendly enough: Assumptions could be made out of any situation, he supposed. He stepped towards her, and offered a gallant bow, his large black horns sweeping the floor as he bent his bulk slightly. It was polite, and Lawson could be quite socially correct when he wasn't busy trying to kill wolves. " Greetings, you're most certainly not interrupting anything, in fact he and I have just met. We we're just introducing ourselves, I am Lawson, Consigliere to the Mafia. It's a pleasure to meet you, ah..." he left that part open, curiosity in his bright orange eyes as he glanced at her, waiting for her answer. Two new wolves, two new allies, it was turning out to be a rather productive morning after all.

[Dædalus]

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[atrb=background,http://i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/Somatra1/dback-2.jpg] The yagi's was shocking! The use of vocabulary far above any other wolf of his species that Daedalus had ever met. It was a stupendous discovery of phenomenal proportions, a Yagi that may be intelligent? Oh it was simply too delightful, he would have to investigate more, maybe he had found a kindred spirit that he could share his discoveries with eventually. "The Consigliere?! How excellent that I should have the opportunity to finally meet you sir. I have heard you played a direct role in the conquer of this pack? How very interesting..." Daedalus supposed this Yagi would be an excellent place to start, if he could earn the wolf's trust great things could happen for the Sennyo. The arrival of a new wolf, a very intriguing female at that, was entirely welcome, the more the merrier in this instance. Grinning wider he said, "Good heavens no my dear, don't be ridiculous! Come come, may we perhaps learn your name? It must be an intriguing one to match your stunning pelt." His two different colored eyes greedily drank in the beautiful color, his fascination with beauty already taking over. What unique gift did this wolf possess? What breed was this wolf actually? Daedalus knew she simply could not be a lupus, even though the colors certainly indicated it, for the shape of her body was much too graceful, not entirely unlike a Sennyo's or even a lumen. But the magnificent markings could only be characteristic of a lupus...The male sennyo waited eagerly for the female to speak again, content to be be conversing with such fine wolves, even if they were not sennyos. The mafia was turning out to be everything he had expected and more, much to his unprecedented pleasure. "My, is this not a fine pack? Had I been informed of its existence before I may have come to enlist much earlier. Have any one of you had the opportunity to meet other members? I have met the Donna, delightful dear, quite strong I must say though I should expect no less." He looked about himself, green antennas bobbing up and down in a cheery fashion.

[Hysteria]

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[atrb=background,http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a190/lilDiablo_/redbg.jpg] Now these were the kind of wolves Hysteria had been searching for: friendly, intelligent, handsome..And perhaps a little devious. Their company was refreshing and it seemed that she walked in at just the right moment. Her heart began to palpitate in excitement as the yagi bowed to her. As if she were the Donna! Oh what a gentleman! And the other complimented her coat. "You're too sweet!" She said happily, "I could just eat you up." Of course a phrase like that can't be taken lightly in the mafia, but obviously they didn't eat their brethren..did they? Her blood red gaze fell upon each male in turn as they introduced themselves. So this was the consierge? Such a high rank impressed the hybrid and her adoring expression did not hide that fact. "My name's Hysteria, and it's a pleasure meeting you fine gentleman." Hysteria could only nod her head in agreement as Daedalus complimented her new home. "I completely agree! This pack just seems to get better and better the longer I stay. I was lucky enough to be accepted by the Don himself." Her enthusiastic smile was pointed at Lawson, "Yes, please do tell us about the uprising I heard about. It must have been quite exciting."The female sat down where she stood and waited for the other's response.

[lawson]

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[atrb=background,http://i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/Somatra1/lback-4.jpg] The Yagi was quite enthusiastic about meeting these two wolves, new members and future allies. It was good to finally exercise his vocabulary to the fullest, he rarely got the chance, most wolves he met were either a, being trapped by his cunning lies, or b too stupid to understand. So it was with a warm smile on his face (my, how long it had been since he had!) that he answered the his two morning companions. "Ah yes, the Mafia is new and improved, shall I say. I joined Scorch's, the Don's, mutiny group, and together the four of us, under his expert guidance, took over the old and decrepit mafia. You see, I hadn't formed any loyalties when I first joined to any of the old members, so joining Scorch seemed to be the best option, I'm pleased to say it certainly was, as I'm sure you've both found out by now." He winked at them, humor in his orange eyes. How interesting, smiling, joking? You wouldn't be making friends now, would you, Lawson? Lawson inwardly sighed in exasperation, and thought back: Friends, perhaps, mostly allies. Surely you knew that, old friend? The voice chuckled quietly, but remained quiet. However, he had to admit he liked these wolves, and was glad he had joined the new Mafia, it was proving to be rather beneficial: Three square meals, a place to sleep, power, and plenty of wolves to discuss intellectual business and other such wordly things with. It was rare that Lawson let his true personality out, hell, even said his real name, but this was one of these times. "The mutineers, as we were called, were Scorch, the Don, Tor, the Donna, Braelyn, the Underboss, and I myself, Lawson. A small group you may think, but a powerful one nonetheless." He scowled for a moment at the recent uprising: It had been a lot less exciting then he'd anticipated. "The uprising... Hum, well I wish I could tell you both a courageous and glorified tale of battling four to one, with the sunset in the distance, but such was not the case. Any previous, old mafia wolves ran away, simple as that, which, to be honest to you both, was rather disappointing. I can't say I'm against some bloodshed, however, let us not dwell on that, and rather on the glorious future that now lies before us, shall we?" he finished, his voice deep and rumbling from his powerful chest.

[Dædalus]

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[atrb=background,http://i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/Somatra1/dback-2.jpg] Daedalus nodded his head in rapt attention, absorbing every word and detail of the conquest. So it had not been much of a difficult matter by the sounds of it, though it must have been a terribly boring place to inhabit before the Don's rise to power...The sennyo could only stipulate of course, and he did not have much to base this opinion on. "My my, all the same it isn't every day there is an uprising. Tell me, did you know much about the previous pack?" The one he had joined seemed quite suitable, but it appeared as though any wolves he met were also rather new to the pack, what had happened to the older members? Daedalus glanced about, the jungle seeming more and more like a graveyard for haunted criminal souls and he smiled in wondrous delight. Turning to Hysteria he said amicably, "Well you are most welcome miss Hysteria,and how wondrous to be accepted by the Don himself." He smiled slyly, the Yagi had accepted a good bargain, one Daedalus would not have hesitated to entertain and seemed to have been justly rewarded. This only meant that the Don could be reasonable, perhaps there was hope for higher ranking. His tail swished back and forth in his contemplation as he scrunched the downy green fur above his dark eyes. In a coy voice he teased, "I haven't met any wolves yet that were not relatively new to this pack, did you dear mutineers eat the rest of them?" Maybe there was one or two left that they might lend him for his experiments, live wolves were of course preferable and this way he might prove his worth by demonstrating his special skill. Doubtful but all the same it was a thought that warmed his heart, imagine being to demonstrate the fact that he had managed to find the most painful ways to inflict physical hell on a being, scrumptious beyond a doubt.

[Hysteria]

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[atrb=background,http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a190/lilDiablo_/redbg.jpg] Hysteria felt completely at home in the company of the two males. They seemed of like mind and not only that, but they were cute! She couldn't help her lusty eyes from wandering up and down their bodies as they spoke. She still partially suspected the sennyo of being gay, but even if he was, he was still good eye candy. She hadn't noticed that the conversation was going on without her, she was far too distracted to care. However, when the word bloodshed fell from the yagi's lips, her attention was once again invested in his speech. So there wasn't blood? Hysty pouted, nodding her head regarding the disappointment. "What a shame, I'm sure you'd have no problem holding your own in a fight, Lawson." She paused, her tongue lavishing her lips. "I can't say I mind bloodshed either.." That was all she had to contribute to the conversation, and went back to ogling them. Politics hardly interested her, but if the conversation returned to blood she would be all-ears.

[lawson]

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[atrb=background,http://i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/Somatra1/lback-4.jpg] Lawson chuckled at Daedalus's witty remark :"No, we didn't eat them, the cowards, they all ran away, including the old don. This shows how weak the mafia was before Scorch took over." There wasn't reverence in his voice, but respect, not only because he had to, but because he honestly did respect the fire lupus. He paused for a moment, rolled his eyes around crazily. What did I tell you, Lawson? This pack has power, you have power, we have power... Lawson interiorly chuckled, thinking back: Yes, old friend, that is indeed the case. His attention returned to the conversation at hand, and what a lovely conversation it was. "I didn't know much about the old pack, having never met any old mafia members. It's a goo thing I didn't, for I would never have joined knowing the mafia stood on such shaky weak ground." he chuckled darkly. "However, I came to join anyways, assuming the mafia was a powerful pack, having not heard otherwise. And this is when I met Scorch, who, at the time, was an enforcer. He convinced me to join, in promise of a part in the uprising, and here I am." he finished. At Hysteria's comment, he licked his two pearly saber teeth and winked at her saucily, obviously interested in what she had to offer. It had been a while since he'd had that sort of fun, and he admired her body in a glance. "Why thank you, dear, perhaps someday I'll be able to show off a little for you..." His words had a double meaning as he grinned. " It's good to know such wolves of like mind are out there, bloodshed can be profitable, and frankly, amusing." He finished, and even if Daedalus had seen his bit of flirting, knew he wouldn't mind. In Lawson's eyes, the Sennyo hadn't shown any interest of that sort in the female, so Lawson knew he wasn't trespassing on another wolf's turf. He addressed the two of them: "And you both? How did you come across such a fine pack that is the new Mafia?"

[Dædalus]

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[atrb=background,http://i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/Somatra1/dback-4.jpg] Daedalus chose to ignore the banter between the pair, despite the female's remarkable characteristics his taste lay in a more refined design that only seemed to be common among female sennyos. A calm and fluid grace that brought saliva to his throat and an itch to his skin; the desire to hunt for beauty was an ongoing occupation of Daedalus'. He thought back to the enchanting Vanya and wondered when he would ever get the chance to meet another beautiful butterfly, mayhap he would invest some time hunting later on. Cocking his head to the side he contemplated the question at hand, of course he had carefully calculated his decision to join the pack, he simply had desire a place to conduct his research in peace without the constant pesky chatter of disapproval that often came from other packs he had been part of in his past. An almost cold chill of mocking crept into his voice, "Evidently I planned it all according to supply and demand, one should not expect anything less. In my 98 years no pack has come to appreciate the value of my research and the dedication that comes when one invests their soul into their work." Bristling his fur he shot Hysteria a coy look, as if bashful to discuss his findings. "I can perform very interesting feats and my studies focus on life and death with a particular interest of how tolerance and the instinct for survival relates to each naturally." He nodded his head as if to say it was all too blatantly obvious. "Though you will find I have other rather interesting talents if you care for a demonstration. Just relax and enjoy and you will quickly come to note whom has been affected. Never fear, the effects are quite temporary as I chose to let them be, but let there be no mistakes, side effects can include death." Smiling with a diabolical glee he focused his two colored gaze on Hysteria, female's emotions were often easier to manipulate. And there it was, the brilliant glow that was the female's aura, emotions swirling together in a complex swirl. His little magic would take some effort but was entirely manageable. Frowning in concentration he began to weave a dark thread into the mixture, wrapping around the brighter tones to kill them off. This particular emotional mixture often triggered feelings of great sorrow and depression, the color so unique it was only found in wolves on their last legs of hope and could certainly cause suicidal ideas. Then came the tricky part, for as soon as the blackened shade slinked through Daedalus changed the pattern, weaving a bright and almost painfully cheery color across the same path. This new emotion was closely related to elation, often triggering one to engage in dangerous behaviors as a result of extreme joy and the sense of being immortal. In fact it had caused one wingless wolf to believe he could fly and as a matter of fact he couldn't. It was not Daedalus' fault he had jumped off the cliff, the wolf had nothing to blame but his own emotions. And finally he dispelled the mixture, leaving the colors as they were, if not a tad bit more bland as the painfully bright shade diminished. If all went according to plan the female would experience a disturbing ride of emotions... Daedalus' Song

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