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Post by remorsa on May 26, 2011 1:00:26 GMT -8
Naavren saw the alpha flying in the sky. He knew he put himself in a sticky situation. He was tiered of always running away, if only he had a pack to stand by. This pack could be a possibility, but he's already made a mess of things. He pulls out his options. Run away and hope to survive on scraps, if he can get out without getting caught. That one's shot. Face up to actions and hope for the best. That's suicide. He's bound to be killed for trespassing. His stomach still ached for food. He's only a few feet away from the meat pile, but he stopped himself before he could take some more. What's another life to a wolf? Naavren ponders on this question until he sees the female close by tracking him down. "Useless rat!" echoes in his skull. He steps out in the open like a child about to be scolded. " Told you I would see you later." His voice changed from overconfident to defeated. His eyes shift nervously in the sky, imagining the alpha to rip his throat out or for the female to charge. " You're right, I deserve to be called a moron and useless rat. Even useless rats have a right to prove themselves worthy of something honorable, right?"
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Post by Xane;; on May 26, 2011 17:30:23 GMT -8
Overwhelmed and overun by vengeful wolves, the thief at last came out of hiding. Thor peered down at him as he emerged from his well-hidden shelter, and crouched before Sira to await his condemnation. Glad to rest his wings, Thor drifted to the ground and landed with a thud before the rogue wolf. His brown eyes burned with anger, and his clubbed tail let off sparks of electricity which were anxious to do their painful work. The edge in Thor’s gaze eased as he saw the wolf’s demeanour change from cocky to submissive. Well, at least the outcast knew that he was a useless rat in his current condition. That was obvious, with his disheveled fur and scrawny figure. Being a lone wolf was no easy task, Thor knew that from experience, and he knew that any wolf smart enough to steal and almost get away with it would be eager to join a pack.
The wheels turned in Thor’s head for a moment. He could use more pack members, and another follower was worth much more than a small mouthful of stolen meat. Thor then made a decision that would change the outcast’s life, if he chose to accept. But of course there was one matter to be dealt with: thieving. It was one of Thor’s pet peeves, and it would not go by unpunished. So Thor lunged for the rogue wolf’s scruff and gripped it strongly with his teeth. He gave the thief a good thrashing, and then released him. Thor quieted his flickering tail, suppressing the urge to thrust it at the wolf and give him a good shock.
“Listen well, Thief. We could have killed you today, but I’m going to give you a chance, one chance.” Thor’s voice was stern and his eyes bored into the rogue’s skull. “You’re a smart wolf, and your brave enough to take a gamble. This time you gambled against my pack and you lost. I’m willing to let you gamble with my pack in the future.” Thor motioned to Sira, saying, “Join us. But one more bad mistake, and you won’t be so lucky.”
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Post by -sira- on May 26, 2011 20:18:37 GMT -8
When Sira neared closer to where the rogue stood, she noticed he came out of his hiding shelter. The thinking gears began to turn, "if he is showing himself in a submissive form... I won't be the only wolf with Thor anymore..." she shook her head. She had to erase that thought from her head. On a way, she felt like her and Thor should be with each other. Not like, together as mates. But see the world, run the land by themselves. She didn't want to share. But she wasn't sure where that feeling came from. Her eyes turned a lavender. A delicate purple, if you will. She only could recall this color on very few occasions.
When Thor spoke of him joining, then showing who exactly he would be joining. Her tail bristled. She sat down, then her purple turned to rusty red. She felt indifferent about this rogue joining. Then she spoke up, "oh, right... Let's have the wolf who freezes wolves to make his escape... Such a coward..." she took in a deep breath and let out abruptly. Her eyes were in slits, and her eyes were in an array of different reds. "I'll be in my den" she deeply growled. Her fur bristled once more before she turned her back on the wolf an her leader.
[[ooc;; reminder, we had started this when it was only her and Thor I believe. |
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Post by remorsa on May 27, 2011 14:24:53 GMT -8
Naavren tensed as the alpha wolf approached him. He had all right to because as he did Thor's powerful jaws shook him by the nape. He loosened up while he was shaken to prevent any further conflict or injury. Just like that, after that confrontation Thor invited him to join the pack. He flinched not knowing what to think. He hasn't been in a pack for over a year and after becoming accustomed to being a loner he determined if he could ever be in another pack again. He shook head slightly wiping the thoughts away. It was a good thing that this pack was small, if not, he might not of considered it. He took up Thor's offer immediately.
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