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[Aneyu]

Her cinder paws trembled with every step. Her heart felt like an empty void and weighted like a lump of lead in her chest. She was weary from travel and grief but none the less her senses remained sharp. Her brain screamed at her to run back, to seize this moment of freedom or to at least warn the inhabitants of this land. No fear froze body to the path of war. The tawny Beta's words still rang in her ears. His rank breath floated over her nose as he whispered his threat. "Do as you are told and I shall have no reason to harm you. Stray from path or letting out a warning and it'll be your last. I'll rip your tongue from your mouth and let you suffer. Especially knowing the fact that your friend's and family's blood will rest on your head. This time Ambrose won't be there to stop me either." The Beta had also left her with a warning nip on her ear, hard enough to draw blood.

Dread and emptiness clinged to her fur like dirt. This had to be one of the world's biggest betrayals ever and she was part of it. She didn't want to do the pack's bidding, she wasn't their slave! Again fear kept her going and her mouth clamped shut. Her parent's would be ashamed of her for not fighting back and going along with this evil plot. How could they ever forgive her? Would Roukan and Kaylee still wish to be her friends? WINGS was certainly going to make history by destroying the remains of the dwindling Outland Pack and she would go down as the one who had started it.

Walking stealthily and carefully among the rocks proved to be rather difficult. Some of the stones were sharp and they quickly began to rub at her pads till they bled. Other rocks were still slick with ice and snow. She didn't care though. She paused atop a large boulder and looked out across the land. Her pale blue eyes saw no one and she glanced back at where she had come from. The land was picture perfect and bursting with life in varying shades of green. She wished that the Epsilon had come with her though it did nothing to ease her feeling of guilt or loneliness. The white wolf was Shadow's sister though she had disowned any and all ties to her former pack. Lucky duck had gotten away and she was stuck here delivering Outland's doomsday message courtesy of WINGS.


The beautiful she-wolf gracefully jumped down from her post and finished the climb to the top. Numerous eagles nested here and unfortunately they had disturbed many from their roost. It wouldn't be long before they were confronted by the pack who lived here. Standing proud and tall despite her feelings of guilt and shame she looked out over the lands, waiting and watching for a member of these lands. The sun warmed her fur and helped to brighten her mood and made her gray and white fur stand out even more. She didn't care if she was seen now, in fact that was the point.



((This is the thread for Outland's last stand and for WINGS to establish themselves. WINGS members can come and post after Ravana. Sorry for the sucky post.))

This post has been edited by Aneyu on Jul 10 2009, 11:16 AM

[Raiji]

Raiji was at his wit's end. He'd seen neither hide nor hair of his children for days and he couldn't go out and search for them because he had to take care of Era. He didn't know what had happened that day, only that he was in a major scrap with some wolf from a pack he couldn't identify with. His brother was now a cripple...and Raiji had to take on some of the duties as Alpha in his brother's stead. Darkening, now pregnant, had been busy nursing and caring for her mate, his brother.

His children knew how to fight, well enough at least, but that didn't mean that he wasn't going to worry about them. Raiji knew that his children were not his blood children. But nevertheless, he loved and cared for them as if they were his own. That was all that really mattered.

-Zakta...please watch over them,- he thought as he shook his fur of the powdery snow that clung to his mixed-pelt. There was some sort of foreboding aura floating in the air and the Beta didn't like it one bit.

No. He had to stand his ground.

Suddenly, the sound of the eagles soaring and cawing into the sky caught his attention. Without a moment's hesitation, he fled from the forest and raced toward Eagle Rock. Who would dare disturb their slumber? It reminded him of the previous winter when the hunters had overtaken their land. It was that same tense air that could have been slashed apart with the claws of a mountain lion.

His long legs carried him onward, scaling the rocky crags of Eagle Rock until he reached the top. Rolling his shoulders forward and raising his hackles, Raiji's ears fell back against his skull as he held his banner up high. Fangs bared and timber green orbs sparking with rage, he glared at the intruder on his lands. Like the scent that covered his brother from his battle, the young white female smelled the same.

He cared not that the girl was around the same age as his own children. She had trespassed. "I'm giving you three seconds to tell me why it is you're on my land before I tear the skin right off your bones, child!" Taking a step forward, he closed in on the girl, his fangs no longer showing. He was now speculating her. "Who are you?"

[Aneyu]

Aneyu watched the timber male come with sadness. He knew he would be mad, after all she was trespassing and was the signal to the invasion to begin. He had every right to be angry.

Aneyu took up a defensive stance by spreading her legs apart, ready to brace or dodge against an attack. She also lowered her center of gravity which would make it difficult for the male to push her around. Her heart ached with sympathy as he closed the distance and threatened her.

She could hold it back no more. She lowered her head and tail respectively to the male and gave a deep bow. "I am Aneyu Novias Shaeyata." She said it proudly as she was not ashamed of her lineage and why would she? As far as she knew her parents were respectable members of Crimson Valley. "I'm here no behalf of," no "orders of..Lor.." Aneyu never finished her sentence and her voice cracked. The tears that she had been fighting back now spilled over and ran down the soft white fur of her cheek. She couldn't bring herself to do this, she just couldn't. Why did she want to be a scout? Well she hadn't know that this would be her mission.

Aneyu had to do this for the sake of her friends. She had no doubt that the Beta wasn't bluffing and she didn't want to call it either just in case. She had to get a hold of herself, before this male took advantage of her. "I'm so sorry" she whispered. She tried to stop her voice from shaking and to relax enough to finish Ambrose's message. She never was able. Instead she threw back her head and called for the pack. The howl was rather shaky and and high pitched. Her throat seemed to swell shut and the howl was silenced. Still it had been loud enough that WINGS members should have heard.

Okay, blah that was horrid. WINGS members may now came and join the fight after Ravana posts since he is leading ya'll.

[Ravana]

A high pitched and rather shaky howl filled the air. It was show time. He turned back to the waiting wolves, waiting for him to give them the okay to go. He would let them go, just after his pep talk. It has been his experience that wolves fighting for their home fight 10 times better and also they fight better with a little inspiration from their leader. This was going to be an easy battle but still, they couldn't afford to lose anyone. The quicker they took this place the better.

"Alright you listen up! We need to run these wolves from our home. Show no mercy, after all they are intruders

It’s not like I’m walking alone into the valley of the shadow of death
Stand beside one another, ‘cause it ain’t over yet
I’d be willing to bet that if we don’t back down
You and I will be the ones that are holding the Crown
in the end
When it’s over, we can say, “Well done”
But not yet, ‘cause it’s only begun
So, pick up, and follow me, we’re the only ones
To fight this thing, until we’ve won
We drive on and don’t look back
It doesn’t mean we can’t learn from our past
All the things that we mighta done wrong
We could’ve been doing this all along

Everybody, with your [maws] raised high
Let me hear your battle cry tonight
Stand beside, or step aside
We’re on the frontline

And we’ll be carrying on, until the day it doesn’t matter anymore
Step aside, you forgot what this is for
We fight to live, we live to fight
And tonight, you’ll hear my battle cry
We live our lives on the frontlines
We’re not afraid of the fast times
These days have opened up my eyes
And now, I see where the threat lies

We’ve got to lead the way

Now then whose with me?" Ravana threw his head back and answered Aneyu's howl with a deep brass roar like howl of his own. His fiery eyes gleamed with the light of battle and hatred blazed from him like heat from a fire. He shook his head and charged out toward the their rocky battle field. His hackles were raised and every muscle and fiber of his being was ready for the pending battle. His lips were drawn back tight into a malicious snarl with large scarred ears merging into his head. If there was ever a moment when the Beta looked terrifying it was now.

He charged up the rocks, picking his way carefully but quickly. His head and tail were carried high and proudly. Who ever was the unfortunate wolf to confront Aneyu they would soon wish they hadn't and would be his opponent.

((Alright so Ravana has given you all a pep talk and is now charging into battle. Let the war begin!

The song was Frontline by Pillard

If you want to listen to it here is a Youtube video. I figured this song would do nicely as WINGS's theme song. xD))

[Rook]

Rook L'Crudele had been preparing himself for the moment he and his comrades could claim victory over the fallen Outlands for so long, he had begun to believe the time would never come. Now, he found himself at the helm, behind none but Ravana. Normally, the Gamma would have been disgusted to stand beneath such a mongrel, but the thought of glorious victory washed over him and cooled his distaste for the Beta.

The cry from the scout came shrill and scattered, but it was the awaited signal nonetheless and the ticking of the bomb was coming to a catastrophic end. The Red Devil listened to Ravana's words, searching for the bloodlust the others had within them so often. Rook was unable to capture such emotion, but knew that he would put up a hell of a fight despite this. He was a L'Crudele. He could not be weak. He could not accept failure. He would rise victorious.

A vicious roar shot from the Beta's gut as his speech came to an end the proud Gamma nodded his approval for the first time, eyes glinting with a fire that they so often lacked. As the black wolf lunged forward, Rook turned briefly to his brothers, calling fiercely, "We will rise victorious this day, my brothers! Failure is not an option!"

The Red Devil tore off with speed unknown to him before this moment. His muscles worked as a machine, his heart pumping steadily as his breath came in deep bursts. The L'Crudele would show how he had earned his nickname and bring pride back to his lineage. He would not fail his bloodline for a second time.

[Haru]

Paws and jowels still stained from the kill the pack had made, Swan stood with anticipation as he listened to Ravana as he gave them their pep talk, ryling everyone up, filling them with a lust, a need, a want for the blood of the opposition. It worked to, Swan let himself succumb to this wish, his heart rate rising, his limbs quaking with the inability to hold back his wish for violence.

As the order was given, he rushed forwards, unable to contain himself. Body streamlined, hackles daring to rise, his ears pulled back with fangs bared. Never once did he cast a glance sideways, never once did he overtake his superiors, but he knew he would prove himself a valiant fighter, one without mercy.

As he rushed forth, he knew today would be not a battle, but a massacre.

[Darkening]

Laboured steps were followed by the ever present thumps of a much larger wolf, Darkening had recently picked up a bit of a doting follower, the lead zeta Dwaoviel, although the female had been a recluse from what Darkening could see, she had suddenly seemed to gain purpose in the world. However, this purpose was driving her insane, ever since the zeta had discovered she was pregnant she hadn’t left her side however politely she was asked to leave well enough alone. Now the female follower was becoming even more irritating, simply because now Darkening was doing a duty to the pack, there was a strangers howl in the land and now the lead zeta was pestering her not to exert herself. “I’m fine, I can still see of an intruder, please, I don’t need your help.” It rolled off deaf ears as the Zeta kept following her, seeming to resort just to sticking close and making sure nothing went wrong.

Darkening soon picked up the scent of the beta, Raiji, she had kept clear of him, he frightened her for some reason, perhaps because he was rather large and a loyal outlander, it wasn’t as if in the past she had been a model for all outlanders. But this wasn’t the time for paranoia, she was alpha now, she trusted he wouldn’t turn on a pregnant female anyway, the outlanders weren’t that sort.

As she approached she was struck by a sight something more concerning than a large male, she saw, not too far off, a pack advancing, what must be a scout of some sort ahead of them. She felt herself involuntarily jump back and nearly flee at the sight of them, but she pulled herself forward and stood strong beside Raiji, though her knees shook at the blood thirsty howl and the looks that accompanied them. At first she froze, staring at them, but something clicked as if everything she had experienced fell into place. She couldn’t fight well, but she had seen enough war hungry leadership to know what to do now, they had to defend themselves or this pack would meet it’s end, at most, she had to warn the pack of what was going on.

A strong howl, burst forth from her, the pack was weak, but surely enough of them could pull together to fight off this foe, there weren’t that many… or so she told herself, but as she watched she felt sick, they were massive individuals and there just seemed to be more of them pouring out of the dark of the trees. Her mind cried out for her to flee, but she could not, this was her pack now. With a savage growl she crushed out her fear and stood as tall as she could, her hackles high and her legs poised for action. Despite her growing young, she could still defend her pack and she would until there was no chance of winning. Even with her new found courage she still glanced at Raiji, afraid she had done the wrong thing, she wasn’t experienced but the spirit was there. “Are you with me, Raiji?” She asked, no fear showed in her voice, only a strength to be backed by the strength of others, what was a pack if it did not stand together?

OOC: and what outlanders there actually are left *pokes* come ere!XD

This post has been edited by Darkening on Jul 22 2009, 06:43 PM

[Era]

[Notes... and Stuff: Salem is in the "Not Fighting" Thread... Just not "IN" it. And Era is here.]

Era, having since confined himself to a den as the agony of his leg pained him severely. Sometimes, that voice that had plagued him, would beckon him to leave the den - there was no honor to be held there. He felt that he was wronging his fellow pack. His brother, Raiji, had already gone to the forefront of the fray - Era knew it was going to be war. That stranger of an earlier day... maybe a month or so hence... he had a decisive scent of a leader about him.

There was to be war.

Howls were rising now - and even Darkening had gone to the warfront; and here, Era was laying at his leisure. Was he, the proud Alpha of the Outland, to let his old pack down by just sitting there? They needed every ounce of power out on the fields. He could limp now, and there were no physical deformities in his leg, only that he had been in severe pain every time he placed his paw down. "I have to go help them," Era said boldly.

"Good choice. Even if father had loved you, he would have frowned upon your state."

"I don't need to be told what to do. I have to protect my mate, family, and pack!" Standing up suddenly, he removed the weight on his leg, which, though still healing, was good enough to use as a stump to move on; and failing that, he could practice his three-legged run. It was true - he felt bad. Era felt as if he was running away from all his problems by being the cripple he was. He could still lead; he was still alive, wasn't he? Or would he just embarrass his wolves?

A hurt leader meant the pack was even weaker... No. Era had to fight. There was no honor sitting in a den - and he had to regain whatever little he had left. If he saw that comet-eyed wolf in the fields, that would mean certain death to that particular foe. He had been on par with Era, but that was due to his unsound mind. He had focused his thoughts now, and the voice seemed to be on his side. He would need the silent cheer to give him strength.

Going into this battle as a cripple - limping in a sorry state - meant suicide, but Era knew he would not die. He still had to see the face of his children and be able to look them in the eye and say, "We are proud - we have survived a battle not meant to leave anyone alive. My children, I wish for you to have prosperous years before you, with no war or famine to riot in your homes. And I fought, those months hence, to bring you to this world."

He had to say that, but he had to protect Darkening to make that true.

With his lame run, he traveled distance not much slower than he had before, but it physically drained him, this jostling pain in his leg. Era was at such a limit, he wished to just tear off his leg - he would be better off without it. Howls rose, many more - he could feel the sudden fear in his heart as he forced himself to run faster, nearly dragging his left forepaw along the ground. He hadn't much time to join in the match.

"Run faster, Era. You have no choice!"

The voice seemed different than before, but it was encouraging. He stopped, though, suddenly. He stood far back - he could see Darkening's small silhouette across the horizon, standing beside his brother. The Beta had assumed a Standing-Alpha position since Era had become a cripple, but he was determined to show that he was strong enough to continue to lead. In this match, he was ready to have his leg torn off, and he would make someone do it.

Without this extra, dead-weight on his body, Era was sure he could return to his former glory, if he didn't bleed out, outright.

He arrived to Darkening's side, just after she issued her howl and barely caught the end of her sentence. "I am with you, too," he appeared tired, but his eyes were narrowed in a determined sort of way. He would not take a command to leave for an answer. He planted his lame leg firmly on the ground, the scars still fresh, but as much as it hurt him to stretch the leg out in the way, he refused to show his pain. "I want to ask for forgiveness," he whispered among his pack, family, and mate, "for my selfish act of becoming lamed by a trespasser. But I will not hinder us - I will fight with the best of us."

He realized a howl, a deep, great sound. Even if the splinters of his pack did not answer him, he could feel them in his soul. Deep inside, he knew the spirits of his brother, father, and dead family were with him - even if they had not liked him, because they knew the pain of being evicted from their homes. Because they had regretted making Era go - they were behind him now - and the fire burned in his bright green eyes: tail held high and he was ready to strike:

He would kill all who opposed him.

[ INTENSE ERA IS INTENSE Oo' ]

[Demetri]

ooc: I know it's a bit late, and I'm sorry. Shall we begin the fight/hostile WINGS takeover?

Demetri stood by his packmates, hackles raising after Ravana's pep talk. An involuntary growl escaped his throat, and adrenaline raced through his veins. If he didn't get ripping and tearing soon, he'd drive himself crazy with the energy that was bubbling up inside of him. The wolf hybrid's cold brown eyes travelled to the opposing side. He could barely make out the figures in the distance, but he knew there were not many of them. They would be easy to take down. And although Demetri was not the largest animal there, by far not the largest, he was bred for speed, and endurance, and agility. He could easily dodge attacks, easily deliver them, and it would not wear him out. He'd never learned to fight all that well, however. He'd be acting on pure instinct in this battle, and he hoped it would be enough. Demetri had a strange feeling that these wolves would know what they were doing, would know how to fight and protect themselves, and Demetri cursed the humans once more for keeping him in captivity, and he cursed fate that he had been born into a human home, not in a den in the wilderness like he should have been.

Just at the thought of the unfairness had crossed his mind, his superiors surged forward, and almost a split second later, Demetri was following. A flash of guilt almost stopped his running. He would be taking the innocent wolves' home. Where would they go after this? Would WINGS kill them all? Demetri nearly tripped over himself, but continued at his current pace. No. He couldn't think about that. Any slip-ups and his superiors would have his head. If he had thoughts of anything save for battle, it would surely hinder his fighting. He couldn't think about the pack opposing him. He needed to think abotu the fight that was beginning.

There were only a few Outlanders, as Demetri could see as the group neared them. He could see the leader, standing tall, and he let out a howl. Demetri's inner being snorted. 'Like that'll help.' he thought to himself, and refocused, choosing a target. There was the leader, he couldn't see him all that well, but once he neared the opposing side a bit more, he seemed smaller than the wolfdog himself. Then, there was the other wolf, also holding a proud stance. Probably the beta, but he wasn't sure if Ravana or Rook would take either wolf for himself. And then there was the other figure. Quite round, and definitely smaller than the two males. Was a it a female? Or a rather fat male wolf? He couldn't tell. But if, by chance, that was a pregnant female, well, he would not stoop that low to inflict pain on her. Deme still had a heart, somewhere inside of him, and no matter how much his mind told him he had to, he would not hurt this female. Unless of course, she got him first, then she and her unborn pups would die.

He decided he did not want to deal with the female. It could weigh on someone else's conscience, not his. So instead, he hurled himself towards the leader, and as he neared the wolf, he knew this was a chance at proving himself, showing that he was not a piece of dirt because of the dog in his blood. He would prove himself to the pack and its leaders that he was worth not killing. His ears fell back against his skull, and his whole body tensed. This was it. Demetri let out a cold laugh and ran faster, determined to reach his target.

[Dwaoviel]

Howls all around, her ears twitched this way and that, occasionally she jumped a little, the air could be cut with a knife as she walked up behind the alpha female whome she had charged herself to watch and care for, these pups would not fall to misfortune despite the recklessness of the alphess. Dwaoviel could see why Darkening was doing this, her pack was at stake and it was small and weak, in the end the pack was all alphas ever had. Her mind focused as she saw wolves racing toward them, blood curdling growls coming from all the attackers. Dwaoviel was hardly small nor an easy kill, she was a Zeta, but she could fight, she had learned in her old pack and Felthenine’s persistent attempts to kill her had toughened her up. Each loss in her life, her mate left long ago, her pups absent had steeled her heart for anything, not one of these large males scared her, her beauty turned ugly as she looked upon the attackers and her face split into a savage snarl. How dare they, they had no intention of talk, only blood, so blood they would get.

Not waiting for any orders, she took it upon herself that, rather than treating those who got injured, she would prevent injury in the first place. Both alphas were weakened, Darkening with her pregnancy was not as maneuverable, though a pregnant wolf was known to be the most fierce if they had no choice but to fight, and Era had his back leg crippled, many could learn to walk on three legs, hopefully he had grasped the concept well for he would need it here. But, she wanted to give him the upper hand as a strange looking wolf, a mongrel in fact, flung himself at the alpha.

With a single bound she leapt over the top of Darkening who was stood close to her mate and dove teeth first toward the attacker with a frightful barking growl. All her anger and loss over spilled into violence as she charged toward the oncoming foe, her slavering jaws parted in anticipation of blood. She ran diagonal at the male, the side of his head her target, his eyes were a small target but they were her main desire as she leapt at him darting in for the bite hoping to pierce his eye or at least grasp his head in her jaws.
They were not dissimilar in size, but he was younger, in some ways that gave him the edge, he was probably more energetic than she was, but she had experience that could only come with age and the ferocity of a mother. She had everything to lose, her pack, her family, everything she had worked to achieve where he had only his life to lose, perhaps it would be enough, perhaps not. But one thing was for sure, this male wouldn’t get one up on the alpha straight away, the mongrel would have to deal with her first and she would not go easy.
“Get out, mutt! This is our land!” She shouted near enough in the ear of her opponent as she lunged to grab his face, her usually soft and calm voice now harsh and filled with rage, this male would not get off lightly.

OOC:*snooks in* :3 hope you don’t mind her getting in between you two

This post has been edited by Dwaoviel on Jul 30 2009, 11:37 AM

[Sebastian]

The WINGS plan had begun at last. The fierce and the wicked poured out from behind the shelter of the forest one after another, their numbers quite impressive and their brutality even moreso. Sebastian Novias, a serpent of a wolf, trailed his comrades closely, dreaming of blood and suffering...and of maggots. The twisted brute grinned and his tongue lolled from his mouth. Just think, Sebastion old boy, of the carnage and the maggots to come. They'll all bow and squirm beneath my bloody, victorious paws. The thought would be disturbing and grotesque to most, but Sebby, in his infinite wisdom, had taken a liking to the little things. His mind was leaving him.

Everyone around him was growling, looking fierce as they barreled toward what was to become their new home. Why run when you could just as easily get there at a leisurely jogging pace? The pale-eyed monster pranced along before reaching an opening in the trees and spotting the few Outlanders who had dared to step forth. There were four wolves opposing them and none seemed all too fit for a battle, with the exception of perhaps one.

The Alpha appeared to have a sore or broken leg and would most likely be an easy target. Sebastian noticed Demetri closing in on him. The others would most likely do the same. A small, but aggressive she-wolf was lunging after him as a pregnant female stood by with a determined looking male not far off.

So this was it... This was the Outland pack. Were there more or were these wolves the few remainders of what once was? The elder Novias calculated briefly before plowing forward and throwing himself in the pregnant female's direction. He had no sympathy for this she-wolf and her young. They were not his and were only in the way of his pack's glorious overthrow.

Paws outstretched and muzzle gaping, the grey brute let out a snarl as he aimed to throw the little she-wolf to the ground. He would have a fun time mauling her face and perhaps even tearing his way to the young growing within her belly. Sebastian had nearly forgotten how much he enjoyed the thrill of gore and in mid-fling gave an insane burst of ferocious laughter.


Within the crowd, Cirro remained as small as he possibly could, quivering as he was shoved toward the battle. His little white frame carried him quickly through the trees and into the open where others had begun to scuffle. The arctic wolf wasn't sure exactly what he should be doing since the others seemed to have a firm handle on the situation. He didn't have any desire to attack the wolves before him, but saw little choice, as his packmates would kill him otherwise.

Cirro spotted Demetri who seemed to be in trouble with a she-wolf and pointed himself in that direction, body low to the ground and tail held submissively between his legs. The white wolf pushed himself forward, though everything inside of him told him to just run away.

With little to do but cooperate with the WINGS members, the small male charged the offending female, hoping to help Demetri in his attempt at the Alpha.

[Ravana]

Ravana slowed his pace and ultimately stopped, shocked by what he saw. So this was what had come to answer his war cry. A pregnant female and two males. The pregnant female and the white male were probably the
Alphas and this timber male might be the 'great' Raijij he had heard about from his two kids. Interesting how things were working out. This wasn't going to be much of a battle, heck it was barely worth his time. No wait another female was here too. And she was picking a fight with the half breed mutt Demetri. He could handle himself. If not then he was not worthy of residing in WINGS and deserved his death.

A sly and malicious smile snaked its way upon his lips. This was going to be too easy. To make things interesting he would rain insults upon them to see if he could spark some life into this pack. It was rather sad that this was all that dared to answer his call and one of them a pregnant female no less, how pathetic.

"Well, well, well, so this is the great Outland pack huh? Pathetic! You send a pregnant female out here to fight; you are even weaker than I thought! I was excepting more than two females and two males. You all are hardly worth my time and effort. So why don't you all just leave before this rocks are bathed in your wretched blood?

One of you is the Beta Raiji, am I correct? Why don't you just give up now and my collection will be complete. I have your stupid sister, Alphess Jeita, right? Such a feisty creature. Your pathetic excuse of a fighter son also remains in my grasp. You had a daughter too didn't you? Oh yes that worthless blind rat belongs to you too doesn't she? See if you come quietly I'll let you see your little family and my collection will be complete. See in the end we all win. I can assure it is no use fighting. And isn't interesting what one can do with threats to their loved ones? You son has decided to join us for he is wise an knows that it is futile to resist our power, right Aneyu?" He nodded toward the beautiful white and silver female behind the Outland wolves, forgotten in this excitement.

"You have done splendidly, now go back to the boarders with the others. It would be rather sad to let such a pretty thing like you die out here."

The brute wondered if his words would provoke them. They would certainly anger but, would they cause them to charge into battle? Normally he would circle and taunt, watching for any signs of weakness, but he wouldn't risk here. It was small and rocky, easy to lose one's footing and plummet to their death. Ravana's massive jaws were open and his dark lips were pulled back to reveal his yellowing teeth. He may not be as young as he used to be but he had the more experience than all of them. He knew that if this worked they would fly at him. He braced himself for such an impact and spread his legs a little and lowered himself. By lowering himself he lowered his center of gravity which would make knocking him over that much harder, giving him the upper hand.

[Raiji]

OOC: Okay guys, it would REALLY be helpful if you put in OOC notes at either the beginning or end of your posts just WHO it is you're attacking. Obviously none of the wolves know the other so we're going to be jumping around description wise. None of us know each other's names so it would be a GREAT help to all of us if you put the character name of the person you're attacking, as well as what part of the body you're attacking and how you're attacking us. None of us in OP have officially announced our titles and who we are so it's a little premature for others to say they're "attacking the leader" or "launching themselves at so-n-so Alpha/Beta/Alphess/whatever" if you, in character, didn't even know what our ranks were and we haven't given them to you. Again, thanks and it would be greatly appreciated.

Raiji saw the hesitation in the girl. Saw the doubt and fear rising in her blue eyes. She was young and probably had been forced into this issue. What was to happen? He couldn't very well slaughter her, this child. Raiji let his guard down for but an instant...

...and that's when it happened.

The girl apologized something pathetic and howled to the skies. Raiji's dark green orbs narrowed at the girl and his bared fangs returned. "You..." he snarled, but before he could get the words properly out of his mouth, Darkening was soon approaching. He'd smelled her scent and knew that she was coming. But was she well enough to fight?

She let her howl rip through the heavens before taking her stance by his side. “Are you with me, Raiji?” she asked, her swollen sides catching his eye before he nodded in her direction.

"Of course, Darkening." And no sooner had the words left his lips, his brother Era was on the scene, hobbling. Raiji had taken the duty of Alpha for the time being while Era was recuperating from his scrap with that lone male at the border. The lead Zeta had informed Raiji that he was going to be a cripple for the rest of his life.

This truly broke Raiji's heart when he'd heard about it. The wolf would no longer be able to swiftly run and take down a deer like he had when they were both younger...so full of life. Had it really only been two winters since they'd first encountered each other?

"I am with you, too," Era appeared tired, but his eyes were narrowed in a determined sort of way. Raiji looked to Darkening, wondering if the female would protest her mate appearing at the fray, but then realized she probably would not. After all, she was with child and was here ready to take on their enemies. "I want to ask for forgiveness," he whispered among his pack, family, and mate, "for my selfish act of becoming lamed by a trespasser. But I will not hinder us - I will fight with the best of us."

The Beta grinned, nodding his head as he let his tail wave slightly from side to side. "That's what I want to hear from my brother," he stated before letting his eyes see another of the group appearing in the battle. This was definitely going to be a fight none of them would soon forget.

One by one the enemy began to approach until they were faced with what appeared to be a large group of males who were determined to overrun them. But nevertheless, Raiji stood strong next to his family and pack mates and would not falter at this battle.

Two lunged forward at Darkening and Raiji was quick to respond. He attempted to bowl over the silverish wolf with the piercing blue eyes who was laughing psychotically. Another was following suit and Raiji knew that Era would take care of that one. All the while, a tawny brute appeared and began to speak. Raiji did not like his tone at all. Instead of reacting, the Beta kept his own dark green eyes on both the male he was preoccupied with and the one who was now running off at the mouth.

"Well, well, well, so this is the great Outland pack huh? Pathetic! You send a pregnant female out here to fight; you are even weaker than I thought! I was excepting more than two females and two males. You all are hardly worth my time and effort. So why don't you all just leave before this rocks are bathed in your wretched blood?"

Raiji snorted, not bothering with any kind of retort. This male obviously must have had a few screws loose if he honestly believed that mere numbers were supposed to make him afraid. He'd killed four wolves just by himself in his days as a loner and another two when he'd appeared in the lands of Outland. Did he honestly believe that numbers really played a part in any scrap? The Beta remained on the defensive as the male began to speak once more.

"One of you is the Beta Raiji, am I correct? Why don't you just give up now and my collection will be complete. I have your stupid sister, Alphess Jeita, right? Such a feisty creature. Your pathetic excuse of a fighter son also remains in my grasp. You had a daughter too didn't you? Oh yes that worthless blind rat belongs to you too doesn't she? See if you come quietly I'll let you see your little family and my collection will be complete. See in the end we all win. I can assure it is no use fighting. And isn't interesting what one can do with threats to their loved ones? Your son has decided to join us for he is wise an knows that it is futile to resist our power, right Aneyu?"

Raiji snarled, his timber green eyes narrowing. Well, that was a low blow. His sister had been kidnapped? Well, that was just great. But he was not worried about her at all if the only thing that he could dish out were threats. And if his children really were with these wolves and his sister was in their paws, then he didn't have anything to worry about.

If his kids were with Jeita, they couldn't be with safer company, even if they had been surrounded by a gang of mountain lions.

So, in other words, this male's threats were falling on deaf ears...Raiji's deaf ears.

"It is a wolf that boasts such as yourself that will wind up getting you and your men killed," Raiji snarled at the wolf who attempted to bowl over Darkening once more as he got in his path, barking at the other wolf who charged just the same. Raising his hackles in hostility, the Beta let his eyes look back at the long-winded male. "Make your judgments after we've torn you to shreds." And with that said, Raiji kept his focus on the two males about to approach Darkening. Even though Era was still able to fight, he couldn't watch all sides. Not with that messed up leg of his.


OOC: Okay, so here's the deal. Raiji is protecting Darkening from Sebastian and Cirro so if either of you try to bowl him over he'll pretty much knock you down. Feel free to try and attack at his legs or whatever, but he's not moving. Also, Ravana, I don't know how your character would have gotten his information on Raiji other than by reputation, but I know that Roukan would not have told him and from how you play Kaylee, I'm sure she wouldn't have said anything either. I've looked over it for now, but please don't mettagame in the future. Thanks.

This post has been edited by Raiji on Aug 2 2009, 03:28 AM

[Era]

[ Totally Agrees with State Your Opponent Deal; Sorry for the small post. A post is a post, right? ]

Wolves appeared all around, but the one who spoke with the most commanding tone - that darkish one with orange eyes. He would be Era's target today, if not by reason other than that he was making the cream wolf annoyed. He stated something about having Jeita, both Raiji and Era's sister, if not by blood, but by spirit. Then, split by reasons to protect and another to just grab a wolf to throw, Era attacked that little small wolf that came running at Darkening.

Lowering his stance at well as possible, leaving where his lamed left front leg would go, Era, he let his fangs find that small white wolf, attempting to catch him by the throat. If not the throat, any spot near his front would do - shoulders, chest, even face - after all, this wolf was pretty small. Forcing a jump, using his lamed leg as a crutch, Era begins to abuse the poor wolf more ways than there are to Sunday. Shaking his head, as a dog would oft do to a poor toy he got hold of, the cream wolf noticed the approach of a dog-wolf.

"Little white wolf; you're going to help me," Era breathed sinisterly. Hopefully having the little white wolf in his jaws, Era swung around with all his might, feeling the piercing pain in his leg where it refused to move. Cringing a little, he felt his jaws increase pressure some, trying to take his own pain away. As the laughing dog-wolf comes his way, Era attempts to leave his new chew toy in his wake. Attempting a toss or placement, Era plants the smaller wolf to trip the dog-wolf.

He smirked. He was trying to a hold a sense of self, akin to Ravana's mockery. "What weak pack invites dogs to their dens?" Era had never been keen on dogs as animals; he viewed them as wolves who had fallen and let their lives be under a two-legged alpha. Forcing another jump (off the little wolf, as it were), coupled with speed and power, Era attempted to slam, fang-first, into the dog-wolf's face. With the intent to blind, either by piercing squishy eyes with yellowed fangs or by releasing copious amounts of blood to redden his visions; Era was looking for any kind of advantage he could install into the wolves that were his opponents.

Keeping an ever watchful eye, Era attempts to use his body weight and strength to turn his opponents into each other - essentially using them as shields. While, as he fought, his front left leg caused him so much pain, he barely defended it, almost as if he invites anyone to take away the pain that it caused every time he flexed muscles or stretched tendons connected to the barely-healed leg.

Era attacks Cirro initially
- Era slides at him to bite him from the throat, quickly forcing up to either knock him off his feet, then pushes, followed by a pull to attempt to rip in the throat or otherwise hurt him.
Era attacks Demitri, putting Cirro in the way.
- Then he attempts to bite at his eyes.

[Hano]

A shrill, wavering howl split the still spring air. A large, multi hued brute lifted his head, broken out of his reverie. Hano huffed a huge sigh as he rose stiffly to his feet. Hano had become more aloof with each passing day and so much a stranger to every wolf ever since Mida had revealed her true feelings for him and another. For him there just was not much of a point to living a life full of love when there was no one to love you back. The world was a cold, cruel place to live in sometimes. As Hano stretched his limbs there were many more calls that rang out through the valley. Many of the howls the male did not recognize, but there were a few that he did. First the Beta called then his Alphess and finally his Alpha. This time Hano would answer their calls. He would help his pack in its time of distress.

The Rocky Mountain wolf raced off across the land, the calls of his pack mates spurring him on, faster, faster, they sang out to him it seemed. Hano may be locked inside his on thoughts most of the time, but he cared deeply for his pack. He felt a small twinge of guilt for having been so forlorn recently and uncaring about what went on, but not he cared, and any wolf that was threatening to take away what little family he had left for going to pay severely for it.

In the distance his golden eyes could make out the distinct shape of Eagle Rock. He pushed himself harder still and raced out with his long legs, his black nails tearing in to the ground, pulling him closer with every stride. It was like the battle call had awakened some part in he brute that had been long since dead and was happy to be revived again.

The grey wolf was panting hard as he reached the top of the cliff face. He slowed his stride as he neared his superiors. He lowered his head and dropped his tail lower to the ground and wagged it a little. Hano was waiting to be yelled at for ignoring the pack basically these past few months. While he waited for his reprimand Hano noticed that Darkening was very wide around the middle, and began to shy away from the pregnant she-wolf. His puppyhood would haunt him forever. Had he really stayed away for that long, or had he been to self absorbed to notice that she was pregnant? Well either way it did not matter to him. As the male got closer he was able to hear the last part of what Era said.

"I want to ask for forgiveness," he whispered among his pack, family, and mate, "for my selfish act of becoming lamed by a trespasser. But I will not hinder us - I will fight with the best of us."

Hano cocked his head not really understanding what the white and red wolf meant, but that would have to wait till later because large males with bloodlust in their eyes were beginning to walk out of the shadows. Hano raised his head and bared his teeth at the intruding wolves.

"Get out of out lands, you're not welcome here," he growled to no in particular as the loner wolves kept coming. Suddenly the air around them began to ring with the maniacal laugh of the intruders and the furious growls of the Outlanders. Two wolves went after Darkening, and two more went after Era, but Raiji and Dwaoviel had them taken care of, but there was a grey and black wolf that was just standing there taunting them, so Hano lunged at the malicious brute before he could attack any of his friends. The grey and tan wolf was aiming high for the wolf's face with his jaws wide open.

((Hano is trying to attack Ravana's head from the air.))

This post has been edited by Hano on Aug 1 2009, 09:16 PM