Into Action (Ajax/Daedalus)

[Scorch]

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[atrb=background,http://i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/Somatra1/sback-23.png] The night had finally fallen and the Commons lay shrouded in delightful shadows that caressed the luxuriously smooth fur of the Don as he travelled silently through the darness and on the wings of the very shadows that so called to his soul. He had taken a sabbatical of late, content that the Mafia was on solid ground but the resignation of Braelyn had disrupted this peace greatly and it infuriated him to have to find replacements for the positions he would have to re-organize. A stark snarl was frozen on his face as his mind travelled outside his body, searching for an optimal solution to the issue at hand. Fact was they needed more wolves; strong ones to build their army and it cause a distinct tension in his taunt muscles. Growling in frustration he finally materialized in the comforting shade of a large plant, eyes looking out onto the barren clearing to ensure that no one lurked nearby. It was high pass time that he consulted again with Ajax and retreived information from his spy Daedalus. He hoped the sennyo had some critical Intel to relay to him because in his current mood he would no doubt snap at anything less. It was almost time to strike and see what damage they could inflict and the Don itched to sink his fangs into soft flesh, a craving for that initial taste of blood as it poured down his welcoming throat. Letting out a commanding howl he requested the immediate presence of Ajax and Daedalus, his tone implying they had best come in due haste and discouraging prying ears from pointing their focus his way. Flames licked slowly under his fur, flickering through the surface like the crest of fins in the ocean. He had needed to promote Lawson to Underboss, but the pack was without Consigliere and this disturbed him greatly. Were it not for the mortui’s decomposing state he would have given it to him, but he needed to know that the wolf he awarded the position too would be a solid pillar of protection for his family, and a pile of rotting flesh would no do. No, he knew Ajax was best served elsewhere where Scorch could use the mortui’s best qualities to the utter limit of his capacities. Impatient he began to pace, his paws leaving scorch marks on the ground as small trails of smoke rose from the charred vegetation. S c o r c h 's . S o n g

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[Dædalus]

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[atrb=background,http://i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/Somatra1/dback-6.jpg] "Speaking" Dædalus heard the call just as he reached the edge of the forest, his body tired from his travel and his fur is desperate need of a good bath. However there was no denying the commanding edge in the howl that demanded rather immediate attention and so with a regretful sigh the sennyo moved as quickly as could, his long legs carrying him over the underbrush as he moved through the dense tropical forest without too much trouble. His wings fluttered weakly on his back as though to protest the call and his paws hurt from his travels, even though they landed on soft moist ground. Grumbling under his breath his small sharp fangs flashes in the shadows, his antennas bobbing without their usual enthusiasm. Either way it needed to be done and the quicker Dædalus attended to the matter the quicker he could go and enjoy a wonderful bath and a well deserved snooze. Naturally he would have to go and find Rache to make sure she was alright and surviving well in his absence, his little student a lovely prize gem that Dædalus had been loath to leave behind. Coming upon the clearing he gracefully moved towards the Don, noting the smoking flames that were peeking up from under his dark fur. Dædalus moved forward to give a weary bow, sweeping his dainty front paw underneath himself as his body dipped forward respectfully. “Good day my Don, it is ever the honor to be summoned by your eminence. I suspect you wish to receive my report? If I may be so bold as to suggest that we wait for Ajax then I will refrain from divulging the rather interesting intel I have gathered for you until his arrival.” He glanced upwards, as he rose from his elegant address, ears twitching as he tried to listen to any approaching footsteps. Moving back a couple paces he sat down to wait, taking a closer look at the aura of emotion surrounding the Don, frankly they scared the sennyo for often they were fraught with intense dark colors, black stifling them most of the time as if it was a plague that sought to consume all that was good in the Alpha. A rather concerning notion, especially as today the black seemed more prominent. Dædalus would have loved to help him out with his powers, even though fighting with the black aura would prove taxing, however he thought it best to let the Don deal with his own issues. A fellow did not become King o the Damned for no reason at all after all, and it disturbed Dædalus to imagine sticking his beautiful colors into that thick almost sludge-like black mass. Repressing a shudder he remained waiting, grateful for the small reprieve from his travelling. D a e d a l u s' . S o n g

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[Ajax Sethos]

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[atrb=background,http://i55.tinypic.com/b821hw.png] Ajax had heard the summoning howl and was making his way towards the Don with his fur bristling nervously. Scorch's voice alone was enough to send him running with his tail tucked in between his legs. For some reason he kept thinking that he had messed up somehow. The thought of him needed to plan with the mortui and Daedalus returning had never occurred to his mind. He ran as fast as he could but his skeletal paw slowed him down and he kept tripping over things. Under normal circumstances he would stay down after the first fall and be miserable and curse his disease continuously until the sun appeared in the sky. His red eyes darted in every directions wildly as if he didn't want to miss something interesting. Night had fallen and, unfortunately so did his eyesight; his eyes weren't as keen unlike when they were alive. In fact he could barely see anything so he relied on his nose and ears instead. He perked up when Scorch's scent became more prominent. The scents of the forest faded into nothingness as he focused on the Don's scent alone. Soon another wolf's scent appeared and Ajax recognised it immediately. Daedalus. He made a face as he imagined his haughtiness. What did Scorch want if that silly sennyo was there? He did not have time to think as he fell over again, bashing his nose into a small rock. Embarrassment flooded his face as he realised the two wolves must be close, really close now. He scrambled to his paws hastily yet again and limped towards the Don. He was a few metres away from where Ajax had tripped. "Hello, Scorch." The mortui bobbed his head in a sign of respect before turning to the blue sennyo. He held his red eyes on him for a while with his lips pursed together, refusing to say anything to that clever sennyo. "W-What do you want, Don?" He stuttered a bit as his eyes started to see the dark silhouette of the mighty lupus.

[Scorch]

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[atrb=background,http://i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/Somatra1/sback-23.png] Scorch frowned ever so slightly when the willy sennyo, that served as his informant made his entrance, the Don could not form an opinion on the bloke, his mannerisms put him at disease and his over eloquent addresses seemed out of place and false. Wrinkling his snout he suppressed a snort, if the information was pertinent enough there might be room for a raise in the sennyo’s future for after all, a wolf that could handle himself was a useful sort ot have close at hand. From what Tor had told him the wolf was deceitfully weak and for all his fancy appearance’s held some rather useful talents to have at the Don’s service. Notably this emoticon power that could apparently influence a wolf’s emotions, now that interested the Don greatly for he could but just begin to imagine the chaos he could create with such a power. Something worth investing time into and perhaps he might keep the foxy wolf closer at hand. Knowing the strength that Daedalus kept secret Scorch did not feel that disregarding the wolf would be a choice move at this point and deemed it well enough to treat his recruit with due respect. At least until he had a further opinion of the bloke...He stopped pacing long enough to nod at the sennyo, “Very well, we shall wait and you had best hope you gathered relevant information, anything less then the skills you proclaim will earn you a demerit and loss of rank. I do not take kindly to eloquent speakers that cannot back up their words.” He raised his hackles, still slightly exasperated with the lack of activity he had been subjected to of late. It was time for a change and his mind was working at creating a project that would cause the mafia to stand out in time as the most devious and certainly corrupt packs of all time. With the lupus’ track record it could not be hard to imagine that whatever he had brewing would certainly change many lives and no doubt. But first he would have to build the reputation up bit by bit, and this little visit to the Children would be his first initiative. With Braelyn gone however he needed to find a wolf that would help them in this venture, he wondered if his dear friend Kratos would be interested in helping them out? A carnal smile of malicious intent finally made his way onto his maw, his day was already brightening as ideas began to fly through his brain. All in good time, he comforted himself, the mafia would rise and all would certainly hate the wolves in the same level that they would fear the mention of the name. A new era of destruction was beginning to rise, and Scorch himself would direct the movement, carefully orchestrating the wolves into a cataclysm of infernal power. No more would the mafia be the pack that lived in the jungle, it would be the pack that extended its hungry jaws into other packs, slowing picking away at the fears of others, and Scorch would go down as the most malicious and heartless bastard to have ever graced the land of Wonderwhy, what a legacy he would leave for his sons. His eyes took on a hungry look and blazed with ambition, the tips of his white fangs appearing from under his maws as he lifted his head in pride, fur flowing like a black river of blood over his muscular frame. The arrival of Ajax was in good time, the Don was eager to get this meeting over with so that they could finally lead an attack; he sure hoped there would be blood, preferably from their prey. His powerful voice rang out, slightly impatient with his unrestrained new burst of ambitious drive. “Oh good, now that we are all present and accounted for speak Sennyo, and make it clear and to the point, I don’t have time to spend on frivolities today.” He flicked his bushy tail and pawed at the ground, already plotting whom he would enjoy having at his side for this little visit. S c o r c h 's . S o n g

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[Dædalus]

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[atrb=background,http://i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/Somatra1/dback-11.jpg] "Speaking" Dædalus watched with increasing anxiety as the color that swirled around his Don took a more sinister turn, seeming to burn in what appeared to be a mixture of blood crimson and intense blue green, the stark contrast alarming. However the Sennyo could feel Scorch`s own excitement, a disturbingly strong determination and an odd sense of restrained elation that bordered on maniac. Waves of impatience and restlessness reverberated off the lupus` body, smashing into the sennyo`s more frail one and Dædalus fought to keep his own emotions centered from this assault. No good, he could feel the Don`s own aura infiltrating his own, sickening as the sensation of being violated was, it also brought emotions of a savoury sort, and the male could feel a new sense of power flowing through his own aura, and perhaps a hunger for more. What disturbed the sennyo so was that he was gifted at the manipulation of his emoticon powers, it took only the most disturbed and the most brilliant of wolves to penetrate this defence. Not to mention that what he ever felt from them was but a fraction of what the other wolf was feeling, which meant the Don was a veritable bomb of unstable energy, and this caused Dædalus to take a couple cautionary steps backwards. He had never seen such invasive emotions, they literally clambered to fill any gaps in his own aura, hacking and slashing through the sennyo`s ordinarily calm emotions. No, the master manipulator would not be messing around with the Don`s aura anytime soon, and the sennyo was just beginning to realize how dangerous the fire lupus really was. Resisting the urge to whimper as the emotions continued to batter his defence the Sennyo shook a little, grinding his sharp almost feline claws into the earth. The words that the Don spoke reached his large ears, and the sennyo could but nod, his energy consumed with repelling the invasive emotions. The arrival of Ajax brought a welcomed buffer to the attack, and the stench that rose from the putrid mortui diluted the emotions being launched his way. Sighing in relief he let his shoulders droop as some of the tension from his eye waned. Nodding his head in Ajax`s direction he noted wryly, his voice still a smidge shaky, “Ajax, timely arrival chap.” Pricking his pointed ears forward he gave his tail a nervous flick and attempted to straighten his shoulders, what an experience that had been but with the mortui to create a block the sennyo felt his strength returning and Dædalus had to concur he was beginning to feel himself again. Taking a deep breath he steadied his voice and began his speech, rather anticipating being able to leave the clearing to seek the comforts of his own den. “Brief, it can be done. I travelled to the Children`s wretchedly snow covered land, frozen mess in my opinion, and met a rather hospitable female earth lupus. To say the least she could not resist my charms and soon led me to shelter where we had a jolly good conversation.” He smiled knowingly, his emoticon powers coupled with his natural ability to weave lies was rather effective. A sharp look gleamed in his dark eyes, the two different colors of orbs sparkling with unrestrained pleasure. “She was most helpful might I add we will have to thank her at a later date. What I have to tell you is this; the Children`s alpha suffered an attack from a calagris and was badly wounded, I should expect that with his older age recuperation will not be as quick, even with healers in their midst. The pack has been subject to a recent onslaught of pups, they must all have rabbit genetics over there, and so many are occupied with caring for their young.I know of four litters to be sure of, one of which is the alpha`s. They have quite a few lupus, though I should expect to see some flying forces as well, I did see a couple flying overhead on my way back.” He paused, a cunning grin on his maw as he waited to deliver the killing blow. “Oh yes, you`ll simply love this little bit, they all have been harboring a mafia refugee, to the name of Brightness Darkly.” His smile became sickening amused, he sure hoped the Don would invest some of his disturbing energy on the runaway, Dædalus would enjoy the show greatly. D a e d a l u s' . S o n g

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[Ajax Sethos]

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| The mortui glared at Daedalus, all of his disapproval and fury he possessed for the snooty sennyo were in his red eyes. The way he held himself and how he walked, Ajax just hated him. This time somethjng was different; his ears picked up something his eyes could not see. The sennyo was slightly shaken. Why? The mortui must had arrived too late and missed something, or the blue sennyo had seen something in his mission. He shrugged and started to listen to Daedalus' account of his mission. The mortui twitched his ears when the sennyo mentioned a lovely conversation. No doubt that the female was under his Emoticon ability. He shivered slightly as he wondered what was it like to be effected by the intelligent wolf's power. He thought he wouldn't feel like himself afterwards as he would have shared the owner's emotions as well. It was rather horrible thought, not to be yourself. Ajax smiled suddenly, an ugly sight to behold, when the sennyo mentioned an injured leader. This must be easier than he had initially thought; a pack with an old injured leader can be easily defeated, destroyed even if the Don wanted it. But he wasn't as pleased when he heard about the huge number of puppies. Puppies were troublesome to start with but with right training they would grow into a bunch of fearsome adults. This was why he thought it would be a good idea to take the puppies away, but Scorch might not want this as it would mean the Mafia's efforts would be focused on kidnapping puppies than terrorising the pack. Ajax had sent Daedalus to gather information from the Children for his and Scorch's plan to frighten them not to gather their children. Then... Brightness Darkly. The name was unfamiliar but he must be well-known throughout the Mafia. After all, according to this sennyo, this Darkly was a member of the pack. No. A refugee in fact. This news surprised Ajax and he didn't know anything about this wolf but what about Scorch? The fire lupus would know this Darkly and the mortui wondered how would he receive this information. He took a few steps backwards so his weak eyes could see the silhouette of the Don better.

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[Scorch]

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[atrb=background,http://i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/Somatra1/SBACK-26.jpg] Speaking The information presented at his paws was pertinent, a wounded wolf as a leader was a prime target and with so many pups around, the other wolves would either be occupied caring for them or on high alert. It was a gamble at best and had a last tibbit of the puzzle not been added the Don might have waited to command a brief but poignant attack on the happy go lucky dear pack. However, such as these matters went, Dædalus` announcement not only saved his hide but condemned the subject in question. Breaking out in a smile that could at the very best be interpreted as malicious in intent, Scorch chuckled darkly, finally something of interest. So the little family of do gooders had themselves a mafia refugee, well damn his soul if that wasn`t just peachy keen, the Don now had a motive for attacking and a lovely subject on which to verse his pent up anger and to use as example to any other fool that ever sought to abandon the mafia. Snapping his teeth together in anticipation he licked his maw, there would be blood and hopefully enough to do more than wet his appetite for destruction, in fact he sincerely hoped it was enough to satiate it. Frankly he had no clue whom this Brightness Darkly was, he had never heard tail mention of him and suspected that the whelp had escape during the former Don`s pitiful reign. Well the new Don was a mean bastard with a lust for revenge and a mad tendency to court danger; it was simply unacceptable that a member should flee without consequence. Grinning slowly he nodded his head in approval, he had expected no less from Dædalus and was glad the willy wolf had uncovered this precious bit of information. Snapping his head up he said, “Very well, you have been most helpful, most helpful indeed. Go now, your services are no longer needed. Ajax, we have some important matters to discuss, but first, what are your impressions of the said Intel?” With that he dismissed the Sennyo, he did not need him around in this moment, though he kept his spy in mind for future consultation. Scorch had after all given his word that Ajax would play a key role in orchestrating the event, Scorch wanted to breathe life into the mortui, bring out his carnal side and was looking forward to seeing the wolf take charge. S c o r c h 's . S o n g

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