Autumn Changes (Ebony!)

[lawson]

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[atrb=background,http://i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/Somatra1/lback-4.jpg] It was night, and a pleasant breeze blew lightly through the jungle, wherever it managed to find a crevice in the jungle canopy to fly through that was big enough. It was autumn, and the jungle wasn't as humid as the dreadful summer months, in fact, simply pleasantly warm. Through patches of sky in the dark shapes of the trees overhead, stars blinked and a full moon beamed proudly. Fireflies flitted back and forth, they would most likely stay out almost all year, undisturbed by the southern temperatures. A large, dark brown shape moved with surprising stealth through the jungle, steadily tracking his prey, a large Jackaloppe nimbly hopping before him, unawares. He grinned, his pearly white saber teeth sticking out slightly, his bobbed tail twitching before he sprung. The poor creature didn't even see it coming: In one deft movement, those same saber teeth pierced the tender neck, and he slowly ate his prey, savoring the taste. Lawson found he was enjoying his new jungle home, so far the wolves he'd met had all been satisfactory and to his liking, intelligent wolves, a quality he valued above all. He used his giant, black pointed horns to lightly pick up the carcass, and through it in the brush: The jungle was his home now, and there was no use in littering. He was proud of it all, proud of his pack, his land, and what he'd accomplished in the few short weeks he'd joined: Meeting and making allies, taking a position of power in the new Mafia, assisting the mutiny, although that didn't take much... It was all rather nice to be able to be himself again. Oh, but we still enjoy lying, don't we old friend? Perhaps it's time to go out for a bit, have some fun. Many gullible wolves enjoy hanging around, all too easy to deceive and hurt... His voice added, and he nodded: "In good time, my friend, in good time. First, we must stay for a little while, the pack is new, strong, but still new. Scorch might need us mutineers still, and until then, no little trips." His voice rumbled from his chest, and his orange eyes gleamed in the moonlight, a patch of it landing on the large scar over his right eye.

[~Ebony]

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[atrb=background,http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a190/lilDiablo_/ebonymid.png] A shadow slid through the shadows of the night as the stars above glittered like ice, the great white moon hung low in the sky. Once again Ebony was in the jungle it seemed like the best place to be since it was full of dangers and even though it belonged to the pack she knew as the Hellion Mafia she hardly saw any members besides the pup Brightness and his lyxxus friend Moonrose but other than that she saw no one else on her few month stay in the jungle. Now she was back again this time hoping to run into someone so that she could have a bit of a chat. She felt her energy depleting and slowly pulled her jet black form from the shadows. Her slitted green eyes peered through the trees searching for nothing in particular but stopping when they hit a large tree. Glancing side to side she shifted forms her eyes remaining the same while her body now was that of a large black panther. Heading off towards the tree she leaped catching its bark with her claws and pulling herself up to one of the high branches. She splayed herself out her front leg dangling below as her tail swung side to side as she closed her eyes so that their light did not shine through the jungle appearing as if she was asleep yet she was wide awake just waiting for someone to stumble upon her.

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[lawson]

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[atrb=background,http://i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/Somatra1/lback-4.jpg] The Yagi stepped forward a moment, prepared to continue his nighttime escapade when an unfamiliar scent caught his nose. Intrigued, he raised his head to sniff as an autumn breeze sent the smell even closer. How interesting, Lawson... Shall we check it out? His voice suggested. Lawson didn't reply, but a sardonic grin lit his features, his two pearly saber teeth gleaming in the moonlight sadistically: If there was a wolf looking for a trouble on the Mafia's lands tonight, they would surely find it soon enough. He continued walking, his long strides carrying him closer and closer to the source of the strange smell. His orange eyes pierced through the dark foliage, but he saw no one. The trail was well lit, and therefore no wolf was there. He looked up, and spotted a black limb hanging from a nearby tree... "How odd..." he murmured, intrigued by the unfamiliar sight. He approached, his large paws creating imprints on the warm jungle soil. Soon he was at the base of the tree, glancing up at the odd creature. This could be beneficial to us, Lawson, tread carefully... His voice slithered in his ear. "Don't I always?" he answered back, but the most of his attention was focused on the sleeping creature. He wondered for a moment if he should wake them, but they were trespassing on the Mafia's territory: Business was business, no matter what time of day, or night. "Good evening, stranger." his voice rumbled deeply from his chest, smooth as honey, lethal as poison. He was fairly certain that would be enough to wake the sleeping creature. "May I ask as to what, exactly, you are doing on the Mafia's lands? Note that we do not take well to trespasser's, so please do make it quick before I lose my patience..." he hissed quietly. He knew the rest of the mafia were a rather testy type of wolves, and would all relish the idea of a fight, himself included. However, he was intrigued by the creature, some sort of wild cat, though he was unsure what, and wondered if it could talk. His first matter was to engage in a conversation with the stranger, and fighting would naturally, be a last result. And what do you want to happen, Yagi? his voice questioned slyly. "Something interesting, old friend... Anything will do." he replied in a low voice, not caring if the stranger heard him or not.

[~Ebony]

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[atrb=background,http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a190/lilDiablo_/ebonymid.png] Ebony could hear someone approaching but she remained perfectly still hoping that whoever was passing would completely ignore her or just not see her hiding in the tree. But those hopes were crushed when she heard a deep voice coming from the bottom of the tree. Obviously a male and part of the Mafia and Mafia wolves only wanted trouble so shed give him some. She flicked her ears up and snapped open her green eyes the pupils thinning to almost nothing as she looked down upon the large yagi, almost snorting with disgust. Doing the complete opposite of what he wanted she lazily pushed herself up letting out a long yawn showing her bright shiny teeth, before finally looking back at him deciding what to do. She could speak cat it was in her blood, it came with the ability to shift but she didn't think she wanted to no she could have much more fun if she kept it to a language he could speak. But as she stared down at the male she noticed something vaguely familiar about him, then it hit her. He was the male she had met in the prarie a while back. Now she could have some fun. Jumping off the tree she landed so lightly on the ground in front of the male with a snarl met to startle him since she was still in panther form and quite large at that. Changing her snarl to a sadistic smile she sat down curling her long skinny tail around her front paws. "I wouldn't say I was trespassing exactly, think of it more as passing through. Now off of the subject of me as I can go where I want when I want and I do hope you are not the one to try and stop me. So where might you be headed?" He voice was laced with silk and sweet like honey but with a touch of a hiss. She hated yagi, she had been abused by them and she had the scars to prove it, she hoped this stranger wouldn't keep her to long, she had places to be. (OOC: so extremely sorry, you have no idea how sorry I am for the wait)

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[kasmira]

All's good Phoe, I shall be replying asap.