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

[Alpha*]

"James meet Pyro Mother , Pyro meet Alpha-Father Storm." murmmers the young man. James swallows nerviously, rocking back on his heels, feet bare. So Pyro wasn't mad at him anymore. He was safe again. Absently, he brushes the dirt and leaf litter from his form instead of shaking himself like a wolf - something he'd picked up from Pyro that in his oppinion doesnt work all that well.

[Tyki-Pon]

Heading out side, Timmy was greeted with Narideas panicked cry. "Timm! I cannot Sense Shadow Demon!" She said as she soared over the treees into the clearing. Landing with a thud in-front of him, her eyes went wide. "Not only that, but there is a new presence within out lands. I sense a wolf who is not from any of the packs here. His scent... its weird" She said as she panted. Letting her eyes flicker behind him, she tilted her head as she saw Myra for the first time.

Looking over the female he nodded. She had to be seriously worrying to actually use her wings. "Ill search for her in a little. And see about this wolf. Anyways, Myra this is Naridea, our healer. NAridea, meet Myra, our new packmate"

[Soul Of Space]

Myra's Revenge
Myra \ Revenge / 4 / Vargs of D.arkness / Delta Female / Shapeshifting ; Feral Mind ; Empathy

Myra padded after Timmy, as she had been for the past hour or so. She found herself tilting her head to the side and studying the brown and blue winged fae before her. Once she was noticed, the delta straightened, and then dipped her head into an almost-bow, "A pleasure to meet you," she said as she lifted her head once more. She knew that she probably looked -- and smelled -- strange, considering she was previously a prairie wolf and her eyes were completely black, with no whites whatsoever. She shifted her gaze to the beta, her large bat wings rustling restlessly against herself, "You wouldn't mind if I come with you, would you? To search for the wolf?"

Pyro Elyon
Pyro / 19 / Hunter / Bow & Arrow ; Knives ; Guns

Pyro gave a nod as James spoke again. "Oh, sure," he responds, "I'm sure Mother wouldn't mind meeting you," he says, making a small gesture with his chin back toward the village. "You can meet her now, if you want." he offers to the Joined male as he lifted one hand and combed his fingers back through his hair.

[Alpha*]

James is already on his feet, miming the other. "Late see Father-Alpha Storm." he answers, "See Pyro Mother She-Her moon-rise." and 'She' he is using as her name. Because thats what he thinks it is, and 'Her' with it because that is what he'd heard. So she-her Pyro's mother would be too him. "What mean Want?"

[Tyki-Pon]

"Its not her" She said softly. "But they sorta seem alike. Their aura's. She is more black and red, but this new one, its whites silver and blue. All I feel is coldness from it." she said with a slight shiver. "Make me cold." Going up to the female, she sniffed her gently, making sure she memorized her scent and aura. "I shall find Rave and Lights."

Nodding he gave her a light nuzzle. "Thank you Naridea. And yes, go find them. It is strange, I give it that much. Alpha gone, and a unknown wolf." He said with a sigh. watching her take flight again he said to Myra "Feel free to come along. We will hunt for this wolf, and food. You can also learn the pack borders" Biting his paw, he let some of the blood drip onto the ground. The black blood was easily absorbed by the earth, vanishing, and in its place, three fox sized skeletons remained. "Search quietly" He told the dead beings. Watching them slowly move off, and gain speed, he started off into the forest. "While we lack pack size, our pack is easily the deadliest pack in this area. Our powers are darker, and most can kill or control some aspects of death, or dead things. Naridea, her power is the lightest, so to speak. Shes a healer with water ability. But she knows how to use it. Aside from my sister, I can say that she is the scariest female when truly angered."

[Soul Of Space]

Reaper of Rage
Rage \ "Yin" / 4 / Prairie Wolves / Alpha Male / Shapeshifting ; Atmokinesis ; Affinity for Earth ; Sensing

Rage was tired. His wings hurt, his body hurt, and, most of all, he hurt. He had been running and flying for days with little to no sleep at all. He needed to find his sister. He had to. His mind was focused on Myra, and the faint tug of an invisible string that led him to her. As he passed over a shadowy-looking border, and sneezed lightly. Everything hurt. His concentration slipped, if only for a moment, and the string wavered. "Stop it. You have to concentrate." he growled at himself, and then launched himself off the ground, spreading tired wings and flying instead, forcing his mind back onto finding his sister. He could feel the string pull taut, and then suddenly seem to break.
Rage couldn't do it anymore. He felt himself plunge toward the ground, and felt himself shift to his human form just at he hit the ground, the earth softening just enough so it wouldn't severely injure him, and then solidified again. He lay there, his head cushioned on his arm, his bare back facing upward, showing the long, wing-shaped "tattoos" that stretched down the entire length of his back. He couldn't move. He was too tired, and everything hurt too much. It was painful to even think about moving, so he didn't, instead just staying there, hoping he had found his sister, or at least where she was staying, and that he could get help.

Myra's Revenge
Myra \ Revenge \ "Yang" / 4 / Vargs of D.arkness / Delta Female / Shapeshifting ; Feral Mind ; Empathy

Myra refrained from moving away from the healer-wolf as she sniffed at her, although she had been curious about what she had said about the similarities in their auras and scents, even if the auras were practically opposites. She watched as the other winged fae flew off in search of the twins that Timmy had told her about in the pack cave. Her gaze returned to the dark-colored male in front of her, and she looked curiously at the skeleton-foxes, her head tilting to the side again, although she did not seem fazed by them. As they moved away, and Timmy started forward, she padded alongside him, listening to him as he spoke. "That sounds pretty interesting," she commented, flicking her tail, "My brother was an earth elemental, alongside his ability to sense and control the weather. But he was very powerful because of the earth, even if he was physically weak." she said, her gray-tipped black ears pinned forward with intent curiosity.

Pyro Elyon
Pyro / 19 / Hunter / Bow & Arrow ; Knives ; Guns

Pyro thought about that, and gave a nod, which was then followed by a shrug. "If you would like," he clarified, hooking his thumbs into makeshift pockets that his mother had sewn onto his pants.

[Alpha*]

(Could Tempest find this Rage?)

James offers a smile. "Come, we go." he murmmers as he hefts the bag onto his shoulder and leads away. The young man becons over his shoulder, moving like the beast he has become. Eyes flash all around as he drops back to beside Pyro, "Not...look Storm in....eyes. Make angry." he states the warning. Just in case. "Follow James Do. Father-Alpha not...like... ummmm...." he's lost the ability for words at the moment and his brow is scrunched up as he tries to think of what to say.

[Tyki-Pon]

(nope sorry alpha. hes claimed)

"Interesting. and earth element" Letting his eyes flicker over the forest, he "Spoke" with some of the trees. Asking if they had noticed anything. Their answers where silent screams and moans. Thanking them politely, he padded off explaining to Myra what he was doing. "Everything within our borders is dying. As my sister and I are death users, we can converse with dying things. you cant hear their words, sometimes you can see them. But to us, we see blurry ghosts, still anchored to the trees, always watching. They can tell us everything they have seen. They are all spies, I guess you could say. It helps keep our pack safe for sure" He mummered. "They have saved us countless times against humans" Noticing a few spirits scream in the distance, he paused, ears flickering at their voices as he tried to listen to their whispered cries of being bothered, an abnormal being among them. Sitting down for a moment, he grinned. "Would you like to see what its like? Being able to see the souls of dying things? to see what we see?"

[Alpha*]

(yerp haha)

[Tyki-Pon]

*throwing this up too bby*
Slowly traveling alongside the farthest border of the pack lands. Shadow Demon searched for Shadow Rises shadows. She wanted to speak to him about Dumah, she was worried for the human girl. But the reason she was so far away was to hid herself from Naridea and her pack. As these lands she was in, where the badlands. Lands owned by no pack, therefore neutral territory.