A traveler. (open)

[lyta]

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[atrb=background,http://i54.tinypic.com/jaf9rq.png] Lyta growled slightly, not overly threateningly, but showing she was offended. "Oh, I see. No 'who are you', or 'what's your name'. Just 'what are you'." She shook her head slightly. "Stop it!" she snapped, annoyed by the wolf's showing off, the blatant display of power. It was terrifying, the way that the fire just burnt the ground. If the wolf decided to burn her, she'd die. Nobody should have that much power. Not Lupuses, not anybody. Fed up with the wolf already, she forgot all about being in a new place, and her fresh start and everything. Putting on her best Guardian Deputy air, she stated imperiously, "I am Lyta asi Shazin asi Nayene asi Rothexi, mirlana siros Kaeswyn laen hyr To-ichi Masirhla; Myenae Vrin'saria kurini maeling ni hyrhe; hyr Saene Michana di Roseara, hilelth mareis konosai hidenari. I am a Lyxxus and a Subordinate of the Styrrstdar Cadre. Formerly Deputy Guardian of the Greater Guardian Pack- whose volcano territory lies far from here," she added. She had no idea why she was spilling out all this stuff; formality was simply her defence, her way of showing off when she didn't like somebody.

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Torn

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Torn was on edge, he had seen the wolf's casual use of her fire, and he knew that while she might be outnumbered, fire was a painful thing to go against. Obviously this second red wolf was NOT part of the whatever pack Lyta had spoken of.

Then as his mind turned to Lyta, he was surprised as a spew of strange words and inflection came from her mouth. Definitely not an ally. He was tense now, this could easily turn into a three way fight, something he wanted to avoid.

Fire. He hadn't had a whole lot of encounters with it, but it didn't effect earth he knew. Then he had an Idea, he had no idea if it would work or not, but he tried anyway. He put out a minimal amount of energy, and just started to line his fur with earth, with luck he would be able to withstand a blast.

As he did this he decided to bluff. Hearing Lyta's jargon, he spoke similar to it. "And I am Toril Arkhani Jeritan Ras Taverik Karilimon Desik Ordanithan Kilie Nortu Fanti Leptirimoo Shoriki Lam Intesimu of the third order." He tryed to copy Lyta's inflection as best he could, and did a pretty good job if he thought so himself.

"We are allies and will stand against you on this land if you try to advance in any harmful manner." He hoped Lyta caught on that he would help if it came to a fight.

TORN IN MIND, BODY, AND NAME.

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[☆Phoenix]

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[atrb=background,http://i56.tinypic.com/2v0fin6.png] Phoenix looked from the small Lyxxus to the large, crippled Lupus, and tooked a step backward as they both had just blurted out what seemed to be just a bunch of words to her. You two are a strange pair, she teased, smiling a devilish smile, if they were together in a fight her chances of winning would deteriorate, so if she could she would turn the two very different wolves against each other if she could. She turned to stare at the crippled Lupus whos name she now knew, Toril, and watched as he lined his fur with earth. "So that is your power?" She waited for a reply, surprised to hear the crippled wolf's next sentence. She bared her teeth in a threatening smile. "Now really, are you sure that is what you want to do?" She stared levelly back at them her muscles rippling beneath her pelt. She lit her paws as well as the tips of her ears and tail as a warning. She took a step forward. "Hit me with your best shot."

[Somatra]

OOC: hi, I don't mean to intrude, but may I join the the thread? I am new at rp, but would really love to practice (no guarantee of the quality of my posts, but I do try).

[lyta]

(Somatra, I say of course, but it's Toril's thread, so...?)

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[atrb=background,http://i54.tinypic.com/jaf9rq.png] Lyta snarled. "You don't decide who I'm allies with, Torn. I do." She had not been impressed when he started off trying to talk her language. His accent was admirable, but the attempt was below contempt. If you didn't speak a language, you couldn't show off by trying to look like you did, it was as simple as that. Perhaps some of Lyta's fury came from her assumption that her history as a Guardian made her special and unique, the only one here who came close to speaking the language; for somebody else to try, even if they failed, rankled her. But if that was true, she didn't know it. The red wolf's words scared her. She took several very rapid steps forwards as she realised what Torn was doing, and even more as the red wolf lighted her ears and tail on fire. "Stop it now, both of you!" She stood up straight. "Both of you are loners in claimed territory. I may not be some high-up from the Cadre, but I am a member of the resident pack, and I'm telling you both now that that creeps me out and you're both going to stop it or... or...." she struggled for a few seconds looking for a suitable threat, "or I'll chase you both out with a good beating!" She didn't know if she could enforce the threat against the two of them, but it sounded good, and she knew she could at least come very close. Besides, she was the one with the rights and the power here. And what they didn't know was that her size was an advantage, not a weakness; they would probably massively overestimate her. Lyta was confident and ready for a fight.

[catch22]

)Sure Somatra, do you want to hop in right after this?)

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Torn groaned. He wanted to keep it mental, but it just didn't work this time. Why does everyone have to fight everyone else? He found it an idiotic way of living, and it pissed him off. He was angry. First Lyta tries to attack him off the bat, and now this one, and then a third fight was going to start up, even if it WAS attached to the second.

Torn decided he would do something stupid. It may get himself killed, but when he was this angry, he wouldn't care. He moved quickly between the to wolves, giving a curt "Stop." He didn't yell, he didn't feel starting a yelling match would do a thing.

"First off, we don't have a single thing to fight about." He glanced at the newcomer. "You just barge in here, looking for a fight, while you have no idea what might come of it."

Not wanting to look like he was taking sides at all, he then turned to Lyta. "And you don't seem to think do you? She could blast you with fire into a crisp, and what would that solve hmmm?"

He was almost quivering with what was rapidly turning into fright rather than rage. Even if they were good points, then if they didn't listen, he would be caught right in the middle. His dust coated fur might protect him from one plast of fire. Might. And as far as Lyta, well, it wouldn't help a whole lot.

Torn closed his eyes, opening them again with his earth-sight that was readied previously. What was he gonna do? Pelt them with rocks? Well, it was only a precation. Good gods, he hoped they could be sensible.

TORN IN MIND, BODY, AND NAME.

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[magispar]

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[atrb=background,http://i54.tinypic.com/jaf9rq.png] Lyta span around and faced Toril. "Don't you start telling me how to fight my battles, either," she snapped. "Just because you're older than me doesn't mean you can decide we're allies and then boss me." A thin smile curled around the edges of her lips. "Besides, I could take Phoenix any day. She wouldn't get a chance to burn me to a cinder." She raised her hackles as she recognised the flicker in his eyes, the same as the time he'd used magic the first time. "Just try it. Go on. I'm waiting."

ARGH! I just realised this is the wrong account, so I'm modifying this sentence in. This SHOULD BE LYTA'S ACCOUNT. Mmmmmmkay?

[Somatra]

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[atrb=background,http://i53.tinypic.com/xer974.jpg] Somatra had been wandering around gliding on a cool breeze for quite sometime, letting her mind wander over the past. The land whirled by in a blur, and the wondrous scents assaulted her nose with their fresh spring zeal. She felt great and only wished she could move faster, a strong urge to do something random plucking at the strings of her mind. The cool ground teased her paws as she barely touched it, fauna lightly pulling at her fur almost in an effort it seemed to get her to stop and play. The sun was beating down and reflected the beautiful blue highlights in her fur that she was so fond of. What fun, she thought, and let out a couple barks of joy into the wind and listened to them echoe into the distance. She finally decided to stop and drink some water for a bit, pausing by a beautiful waterfall to lap up the cool and refreshing water. Licking her chops she looked up to survey the land and it finally dawned on her; where the heck was she? Not again, she groaned, I always wander off. She silently cursed her wandering tendencies and tried to remember where she had come from, scrunching her nose up in an attempt to remember.

[catch22]

(glad to have you in Som, one quick thing though. It's really distracting to have text-on-text, like in your table. could you find a background that allows you to read it a touch clearer?)

[Somatra]

ooc yes, I rather agree with you. I cannot change it myself as I did not create it (lack of skills, lol) but no fears, I'll just use the profile picture instead of the table. Thanks for letting me know

[lyta]

(Somatra, if you look in the Art board, I haz replied to your posting-table thread with a fixed code.)

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[atrb=background,http://i54.tinypic.com/jaf9rq.png] Lyta whipped around, hackles up and teeth bared, as yet another scent came towards her on the wind. In the distance was a blue and white wolf. Like the others here, she smelled not one bit of the Cadre. Lyta was beginning to think she should have chased the intruders off and called the higher ranks. They wouldn't be happy when they found out about this little intruders' house-party. "I really do suggest that you all back off a bit and calm down," she snarled. "Or I am going to howl for the rest of the pack, and then I'm going to beat you all up until you run back wherever you came from with your tails between your legs. Understand?"

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Try it. For a moment he was tempted to, but he didn't. Inciting an attack from these wolves was not something he wanted to do. As for her calling her pack, that would get both the stranger and himself running, but of course, running wasn't a strong suit for him and his crippled leg.

Then the hilarity of the situation hit him, and Torn, unable to help himself, let out a low chuckle. "Calm down, eh? As I recall you have attempted to attack everyone here, while I have been trying to prevent it, red-soul." Catching the scent he also turned, keeping it slow and deliberate. A young blue wolf, some distance away, drinking at the same well they had been near.

TORN IN MIND, BODY, AND NAME.

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[lyta]

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[atrb=background,http://i54.tinypic.com/jaf9rq.png] "Yeah," Lyta replied carelessly. "Yeah, I have been trying to start a fight. That's 'cause I'm from the Cadre, even if I am only a Subordinate, and we own these lands, and I have a right to start a fight with you if I want since you're all intruders. Whereas you're all trespassing and have no rights at all. So I can calm down when I please to, or when my alpha turns up. My choice. You are all going to calm down right now, because I say so. Okay?" Breathing hard, Lyta stared him in the eye. She might be willing to treat him as a friend but he was a loner, and she was a member of the pack, even if she was a low rank; he needed to learn his place and she was perfectly willing to use violence to teach him it.

[ARTEMIS!]

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[atrb=background,http://i930.photobucket.com/albums/ad144/FallArrow/RHIANNONbg4.png] Rhiannon was not happy one bit. The scents of various other wolves flooded her nostrils. They were NOT from her pack. What were they doing on her lands. They were in her pack's den area. This meant it was time for immediate intervention. She could smell one pack member there, and for all she knew one of her children could be there too. Defensive Rhia mother to the rescue. She bounded from the canyon side up the stairway, taking each step at a time but trying to speed along as fast as she could. Finally she reached the entrance, bounding into it and snarling loudly, her tail high behind her in an obvious display of dominance. Her neck was tucked, eyes narrowed as she glanced around her. There seemed to be three lupus against her lyxxus, Lyta. "What are you doing here? Who gave you permission to trespass on these lands?" she snarled, her hackles high in the air as she glanced between the three intruders. ------------------------------------- OOC ;; Mrah mrah mrah.

[Somatra]

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[bg=FFFFFF] Somatra blinked as the realization that she was not alone dawned on her. Oh dear, and here I was going for tactfully invisible, she mused. She supposed that there was no way out of it and slowly approached the mixed group of wolves, letting the wind help to drift her over to the others. She surveyed then curiously, her amber eyes darting calmly between the group in an attempt to figure out how to dispel any animosity her intrusion may have caused. Putting on a brave face she gave a small smile and said, "Well, to be honest I had no intentions of trespassing, and I offer my sincere apologies for disturbing you, I just got side tracked while enjoying a trot through the land. I really do not have any intentions of fighting. My name is Somatra by the way, from the pack the Children of Hvitur Ari. Nice to meet you despite my unauthorized presence." She did not sit down in case quick movement was required, but tried to take a relatively relaxed stance.