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Rose

I glanced at where the alpha whens and just noticed the group of wolves. I quickly got up and went to my alpha's side, eyeing the strangers suspicious. I braced myself, being ready if a fight was going to break out.

{ Old Account } at September 4, 2011 at 11:01 AM

• The Ghost Of The Forest

The lead brute was in the middle of the main pack land. Laying down by the pads of a fae talking normally to her. Finally he looked to his left- his own brown orbs seeing to strange wolves. "Excuse me for a moment" Slowly he got up, walking to the other two. "State your business here" Looking to his side he saw the fae, grouping them with the other two he took a step back so he could watch all of them. "You too" The deep voice rang out.

Edited

Supposing he is talking to Agalia and Lyall;

The powerful canine got to her paws, her eyes caught on the brute. Standing at full height she towered over many, her gaze was a tad bit intimidating. She licked her lips, then took a few steps back, melting into the shadows. If he were to attack she needed her space, but if he did, she would surely let him have it. Her hackles rose, making her look bigger.

"We were hoping to join your pack, wolf."

She slightly snapped, but was able to hold a sweet tone, letting him know she wasn't some old mutt who thought she knew everything. With narrowed eyes she watched his every move, suspicious. She was protective over Lyall. Uncomfortable with all wolves her paw lifted up, prepared to attack if necessary.

• The Ghost Of The Forest

The brute was calm until he saw the fae's hackles raise. Raising his own in response. Ghost was a large brute- lean and big. Gray ears pinned back at the fae once more. "Knock off the act" He ordered- his once soft voice now commanding. 

Agalia huffed, snorted more like it at his response. Yet she remained cool, knowing this brute was like the others. She gave him and dirty look and spoke now without hesitation, nor regret.

"I was not acting. Please, if you have a problem speak of it now. I am not one to play games and I shall not be played with."

Her paws moved backwards, into Lyall. Her intense and itemidating eyes bored into his. She didn't like acting like this, whether or not other thought she did, she didn't. Letting out a fierce back telling him to back off, two against one. She wanted to walk away now, but she couldn't leave Lyall. Her claws dug into the dirt, trying to control her temper. Why couldn't Ghost tell she was trying to be polite? Maybe he had took something to offense, or he misunderstood her. She let out a frustrated whine and laid down, next to Lyall. Her gaze adverted to the ground, knowing if she looked at him she her rage might grow.

Lyall couldn't handle himself anymore. It was those Alphas... he snarled and pulled back as his eyes shined purple again. Cerberus... the name echoed in his head as it filled with red, then black... he shook his head, out of control. He bowled into Ghost, pinning him to the ground with unbelievable force and bared teeth, his lips pulled back, his tail raised in a Dominant way.

"Listen, brute," He began, his voice like a hiss, the icyest and most frightning nightmare.

"We came all of the way for a pack and all of the Alphas are like this." With that, Lyall got all up in the 'Alpha's' face, almost nose to nose. 

"Don't let me catch you giving a sharp note to my mate, Cerberus." As he said the name, he pulled back, dazed at what he had done. He backed up, his mouth gaping open slightly. He kept shaking his head until he finally got brave enough to look at Agalia.

"I'm sorry..." He began, but couldn't stop himself. His hackles raised as he leaped again at Ghost, clawing at his arms... anywhere he could reach. Slashing fiercly with his fangs, not knowing what he was doing.

"It's all yor fault, Cerberus! You stole her from me!" He yelled, his eyes glowing that dark purple.

I've already missed so much I don't know if I want to join....

• The Ghost Of The Forest

The large brute slightly calmed down as the fae stepped back. Calming down herself. As he started to ease up before he knew it the brute was on top of him, hissing like a snake into his ears. Ghost, being able to keep calm, stood up after he got off of him- though when the brute jumped back onto him the brute snapped. As sharp claws tried to tear at his pelt the gray lips of the brute pulled back. White teeth seemed to plunge into the other wolf's shoulder. Menacing growling as he did. Breaking free of the brute Ghost stood in an attack position, ears pinned, paws rough and connecting with the ground. "I am not who you think I am brute!" The once commanding voice was now rough. Stepping on pins and needles with every word. "Get off of my pack land!-" Rage took over the brute once more as a large left paw swiped at the brutes face. "Don't ever disrespect a wolf you don't know!" His own tail raised, sinking in his comment into the air. Though the brute didn't turn, or move, he waited for them to leave. Slowly his glare moved away from this brute and to the fae. A almost sorry look in his eyes. I was going to let them in. Show your true colors to early now did you. The thought echoed in his own mind. Soft orbs finally glared as they were taken off the fae and were placed onto the brute once more.

Agalia jumped to her paws, letting a growl at the both of them. Ceberus? She blinked at Lyall, she jerked up to him, administrating the other brute to move with a sharp smack to the side. Licking Lyall's face she looked into his eyes and spoke calmly and soothingly,

"Shh, you're okay."

Agalia adverted her attention to the brute and let out a fierce bark. Once he swiped Lyall, she stood taller and stiiff-legged. Their chances or join were over now. Her eyes narrowed, before she spoke in a cruel and heartless voice. Much different from her normal voice.

"Try me, brute. I could send you tumbling into the dirt with one swipe of my paw!"

She barked viciously, snarling like she was possessed.

"If it came down to a fight, it wouldn't over territory. I've slaughtered wolves twice your size. You don't know me, I don't know you. And frankly I don't care to know about you either."

She let out a fierce bark. Many wolves weren't afraid of her, but she wasn't afraid of them either. He was one of them. She took a step toward him, her audits lay flat against her skull, she let out a small growl. Spinning around, she nudged Lyall's chest. Her ears immediately rose.

"Let's go."

She said softly, then waiting for him to lead the way. Plopping down on her bottom, she glared at him once last time.

Sighing, Lyall turned tail and followed after Agalia. What was he thinking? His gift was a power and a curse. Once he reached her site, he nuzzled her cheek.

"If I can't be trusted with other Alphas, maybe we should be ones ourselves." He told her, his ears laying flat as they entered Loner Territory, or a dark forest.