Wolves' Howl V.3 ~ NEEDS MEMBERS!!!

[Tyki-Pon]

"Ah! Thats very good!" Naridea said happily. "Nightmares are no fun at all" Flapping her wings once, she lept above them and vanished into a tree, searching for something that caught her interest. "Mistress" She called. "Темный's powers have been activated!" She said as she tried to see the fog. Being the packs healer, she had a special bond with everybody and had inspected their powers, and their energy traces so she always knew when they were activated, it was just a feeling within her.


Laughing darkly, Темный kept circling around her. "I am one of the masters of this land. The Beta, and the protector of the borders. Now tell me" He snarled as he dug his class into the ground. "Why are you here!" Forcing himself to calm down, he felt a shudder run through his body as he suppressed his blood lust. It had been awhile since he hunted and killed, and this female was arousing his hunting instincts.

[Soul Of Space]

Myra's Revenge
Myra \ Revenge / 4 / Loner / ~~ / Shapeshifting ; Feral Mind ; Empathy

Myra snarled at Темный's laughter, her grip on her blade tightening even more. "I was playing a game with some hunters. Their dogs were chasing me," she sneered, "Now let me go," she demanded with a low growl, despite her no longer in her wolf-form. She brought herself into a defensive crouch, her gaze shifting around her cautiously and warily.

[Tyki-Pon]

"How boring. I expected a better excuse" He said lazily. "Well. I guess I can kill you now. Unless you happen to give me a very convincing reason to leave you alive. So do you, Woman" He hissed. "Dont think I cant see you. I created this, it is mine to control. To me, you look like your still in the sunlight." He said as he spoke of the fog.

[Soul Of Space]

Myra's Revenge
Myra \ Revenge / 4 / Loner / ~~ / Shapeshifting ; Feral Mind ; Empathy

Revenge let herself snarl in the general direction of where Темный was. "How rude. To kill someone who was fleeing from hunters so she wouldn't be killed. You certainly aren't any gentleman." she chortled softly, "I don't think my Feral Mind would let you kill me anyway. I'm much stronger when I'm angry." she hummed in an almost mocking tone. "Surely you've never met a female berserker?" her black eyes flickered with what could have been taken as glee. "But I was also looking for a pack to join," she amended, sheathing her blade and shifting back to a wolf, folding her large bat-like wings against her back.

[Tyki-Pon]

Feeling as if the life drained from his body Темный' froze. "Your a beserker?" He whispered. "I thought I was the only one cursed with this bloodlust." Letting the fog vanish, he faced her, his red eyes looking her over. "Why did you not say that in the first place? as for a pack, My master has some very strict requirements for allowing in new wolves." He said as he lazily sat down.

[Soul Of Space]

Myra's Revenge
Myra \ Revenge / 4 / Loner / ~~ / Shapeshifting ; Feral Mind ; Empathy

Myra flicked her grey-tipped black ear, her solid black gaze turning to the black wolf as soon as the fog dissipated. "Because," she stated, "I did not think it was important." Her long black and white tail curling around her black paws. She gazed at Темный in an almost distasteful manner. "What sort of requirements?" she queried, flicking her ears back, and then pinning them on Темный.

[Tyki-Pon]

"We are a pack of darkness. You must show that you do not mind it, do not fear us and our powers. Many of us control death, darkness and ghosts. You must also bring her a heart. It used to be a human, but thats changed. It must be a heart of a strong opponent. Lastly, you must be tested alone, in the darkness of a darkness and despair, one that uses your worst memories and nightmares against you. You must prove strong enough to take that mental abuse for a day. If you pass all three, we accept you and offer protection and a family." Темный growled as he let his ears flick around. Tiny veins of dark fog shot out of his paws and snaked along the ground at a fast speed before disappearing into the woods.

[Soul Of Space]

Myra's Revenge
Myra \ Revenge / 4 / Loner / ~~ / Shapeshifting ; Feral Mind ; Empathy

Myra's long tail twitched, and her wings shifted against her pelt. She listened to what he said, intrigued by the procedures that had to be followed in order to join the pack. Her solid black gaze shifted to follow the veins of dark fog as they snaked along the ground. She looked back to Темный, "Sounds intriguing." she noted in a tone that showed no emotion, "Very well. That shouldn't be too hard, hopefully. I believe I can do it." she said, rising once more to all four paws. Her wings shifted against her body to accommodate for the change of position.

[Tyki-Pon]

"Insanity shouldnt be to hard" He mimicked as he let out a laugh that sounded like a hyena. "Oh thats a good one indeed! Only three outcomes happen. 1. you survive 2.you die or 3. you go insane. Which is my domain." He said with a snicker as his red eyes gazed at her with such intensity they seemed as if the world had lost color, and only his eyes where colored.

[Soul Of Space]

Myra's Revenge
Myra \ Revenge / 4 / Loner / ~~ / Shapeshifting ; Feral Mind ; Empathy

Myra felt her ears flick back at his laughter, her eyes narrowing slightly into what could have been taken as a glare. "It was not meant to be funny," she sneered at him. With a snort, the fae stretched her wings out, the short, fluffy fur that was across the bases and across the boney part of them making them resemble bats' wings. She bowed down, her wings spread out across the ground, in an almost mocking manner, "Forgive me," she said, her solid black gaze on Темный, "I only gave the last part of my name. I am Myra's Revenge," She straightened up, "You never gave me your name, Mr. Beta, sir." She gave a gleeful giggle, "When will the procedures begin?"