Burn It Down wrote:Shadows Rise
Shadow / 6 / Shalbriri Pack / Alpha Male / Affinity for Shadows ; Telekinesis
Shadow didn't speak until the other alpha questioned him about their Alphaship. " Yes, I suppose we will be a joint Alphaship. " he answered, and then silenced himself again as the other alpha began speaking again. " I swear to you that I will not force her to be my mate. Should she not wish to, I will respect her decision, " he told Storm with honesty, dipping his nose respectfully and then almost instantly raising it again as a shadow that was shaped vaguely like a wolf stopped beside him, speaking swiftly about hunters on the land -- searching for Silence. Shadow gazed at the shadow wolf for a moment, and then ordered, " Find her. Make sure she's safe. "
The shadow wolf dissipated with a curt nod, seemingly to find Shadow's human-child. Shadow felt weary -- he'd been dealing with a lot since the hunters started hunting on his land again, threatening the safety of his pack and causing their supply of game to drop drastically. " When will the gathering be held? We should do it in the presence in all of the pack members -- Dumah and my wolves along with your sister and your Taken Child. " he said thoughtfully.
Alpha* wrote:Tempest Brewing at Dawn huffs as her lovely blue eyes catch the hunters, that delicate muzzle of hers catches their scents..and she does not fear. She could take them if she had too... The lowly, alpha-sister grins impudently at her friend a moment before asking him to see what is going on. When the wolf-ling-human disobeys a moment she bares her fangs. "Go. Now. Ask the hunters what they search for.You know their toung." She hides behind a bush in a shaft of sunlight, gold and white pelt hidden almost perfectly.
James meekly bows to her wishes and slinks forward, then around the humans..not that he isnt Blooded as one but because he no longer veiws himself as one. The young man makes an inquiring noise in his throat knowing they can't see anything but his eyes and the slight curve of his shoulder. That same noise is repeated...only loud enough for them to hear. James Arik Bane adjusts the green-gray cloth around his middle, and runs his fingers through his hair which hangs over his green-gold eyes, white teeth gleam as he huffs for attention. The knife sheith at his side is full, but he caresses the handle in nerviousness. Another fur-cut soon.. he thinks nerviously. "Chick, Shick, Chick." he sounds out nerviously.
Pyro Elyon
Pyro / 19 / Hunter / Bow & Arrow ; Knives ; Guns
There was a sound that itched at his ears, coming from somewhere around the bushes. His dark gaze shifted there as his hand lifted to his quiver, drawing an arrow cautiously. Pyro could vaguely see the curve of a shoulder, and immediately made it out to be that of a human's. Perhaps another hunter? No, they couldn't be. If they were a hunter they would have come out and introduced themselves. He nearly sneered at the thought of another Taken child, but he relaxed his grip, ever so slightly, on his bow, and allowed the arrow to fall back into his quiver. " Who are you? " he queried, the slightest tone of hostility creeping into his voice, though he'd tried to suppress it. He had every right to be hostile, however. The Taken child had, after all, snuck up on he and his cousin. In an ever so slightly less hostile voice, he added, " We won't harm you unless you attack us first. "
