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

[Soul Of Space]

[Can't do anything fancy. DS is a butt. But it works again, so I'm glad.]

Myra lifted her head when she heard Naridea speak, and she offered the healer a smile, before moving off of her brother, who sat up, looking dazed. The slender male shifted his gaze to his grinning sister. It was obvious that they were literally complete opposites, even in their looks. Myra was built like an athlete, though her skin was the color of ivory, and she was fairly tall, even for a girl. She dressed in skins of white-furred animals, and her hair was mostly white with black underneath, like her wolf form's fur. Rage, on the otherhand, was built a bit like a girl, with a slim, petite body that had next to no muscle on it, and also made him shorter than his sister by an entire head. His skin was tanned, quite a large number of shades darker than his sister's, and his hair was mostly black with white underneath. He also dressed in the skins of black-furred animals, and, while Myra was armed with knives, Rage bore no weapons at all, due to his affinity with the earth.
Despite their differences, the complementary twins absolutely adored each other. Rage returned his sister's broad grin with a small one of his own, moving so that he could lounge across her lap as he lauched into the tale of his trip to find her and all the hardships he went through, up until this moment, although he skipped the incident with Lights. The two sat there together in silence, simply glad that they had found each other and they were both alright.

Pyro had lifted his gaze to Storm as he spoke, listening to his words attentively, though he did not speak until the alpha fell silent. "I cannot say that I wouldn't join as your son of sorts, but my mother would have to consent that particular part. However, I don't want you to think that I'm declining, for I'm not. I would be honored to be a part of the pack, if you will have me." he spoke entirely honestly to the alpha-wolf, falling silent, his ears burning.

[Alpha*]

*You're mother? Oh yes. Of course. I give you until noon in two suns time.* the dark Alpha wolf says in the other's mind, *I would not offer unless I meant for sure.* he continues with a chuckle of sorts, sinking to his side. James laughs as well, even as the wolf, Storm speaks. *And you should know; I will not be the Alpha much longer, I and the other Alpha are joining packs. You shall still be my child but...* he leaves it in the air, only telling Pyro, not James.

[Tyki-Pon]

Темный stumbled through the woods slowly until he emerged at the lake. Seeing the two just sitting next to each other, he adverted his gaze and slowly made his way to the water and lowered his head to drink some. Finishing that, he slowly made his way to the two and sat down a few feet from Myra, saying nothing.

[Soul Of Space]

Rage's gaze shifted from his sister's face to Timmy as he entered the clearing and went to the water. The small alpha did not speak untill the black-furred brute sat beside Myra. "Hello," his entirely white gaze could be considered unnerving by some and fascinating by others, "You are the beta of these lands." It wasn't a question, more of a statement, although it was worded as the prior. Myra's descriptions of Rage being physically weak were proven true by his slight stature. "Myra told me that you know of her supposed 'oddity'," he spoke the word almost sarcastically, "and accepted her for it, due to you being similar? I don't believe she told you this about it, though. She can call upon it at her own will, or it is forced upon her when she feels threatened, either mentally or physically. But once it is... activated, I suppose, she loses control. Her 'ability' is called Feral Mind, although it is known better as Berserker's Rage." Rage's face remained impassive, although his hold on his sister was almost protective, even as the scars that had given him glimmered a dark red-pink against his tanned torso. "I am only telling you because this is where she lives now, and I feel that you should know. Once I return to my pack, I will not be here as her counterweight, to keep her calm, she will need someone she can go to who can help her." Myra looked mildly horrified at what her brother was telling Timmy, but she made no move to silence him, nor did she interrupt. "Because of said ability, she wiped out two thirds of our pack. I don't want it to happen to another,"

Pyro drew an almost relieved breath as the wolf in front of him spoke, agreeing to give him two days to speak to his mother on the subject. But he remained quiet as he heard Storm speak further, saying that he would not be the alpha much longer, and Pyro's gaze briefly flickered to James, but he spoke as a response to both things spoken of by Storm. "Of course, I understand,"

[Alpha*]

Storm nods. *Come a tour of the pack-lands." says the dark male, standing and streaching. James rises as well, to his full stature, motioning for Pyro to rise as well, that it is alright. The Alpha for-now grins at the pair of young men and then sets off in a random direction. James follows at his customary position at the wolves' left flank, the other side is guestured too for Pyro to take while the Alpha is pointer.

[Tyki-Pon]

Listening to his words, Темный said nothing, his cold red eyes just watching. When the other male had finished he nodded slowly. "Her rage, it is much like mine. But the one difference Is I know exactly what I am doing. And I enjoy it. The killing. Or whatever the bloodlust has me doing" He said with a soft sigh. "My sister, she knows how to deal with it. Shes dealt with me at the Worst times. I think Myra shall be easy to handle. And worst comes to worst. I kill her" He said with a shrug. "Then Shadow Demon can bring her back. But I doubt that it will ever be that bad. Plus, soon as she settles we will begin her training to control it. But thanks for the tips"

[Soul Of Space]

[I can't help but laugh, because Timmy's "But thanks for the tips" is something I'd say in a sarcastic manner omg]

Myra felt her ears burning with a blush as the two brutes spoke, but when Timmy said something about killing her if it got to be too dangerous, she felt her brother tense and bristle, even in his human form. Myra soothed him quietly, combing his fingers through his hair as she spoke, "Timmy and I spoke of this already. He promised to help me be able to control myself," While her words were directed to Rage, her gaze was on Timmy. "Sorry about his attitude, by the way. He doesn't like other males being around me." Rage made a sound of disagreement, but he didn't say anything, dropping his gaze from the red-eyed wolf to the knife in Myra's belt. Curiously, he reached for it, unsheating it and drawing it close to himself, inspecting it thoroughly. "Isn't this the knife that you--" he was cut off abruptly when Myra bared her teeth and growled at him, took the knife back, and replaced it in its sheath. Her answer was curt and almost pained, "Yes, it was." Rage blinked at her, looking slightly surprised that she'd growled at him with such hostility. "You've never growled at me before now." he stated pointedly, although he didn't sound hurt or upset by the fact. Myra responded with a snort, and spoke to Timmy, "You look a little tired, still. Will you be alright?"

Pyro gave a nod at Storm's suggestion, and, seeing James motion for him to rise as well, he does. It is comforting, knowing that while he was not yet Joined, he was still being treated like a wolf, the way he would be when he was officially Joined. When James gestured for him to take the position at Storm's right flank, he does, padding after him as he began moving.

[Alpha*]

*You know that when you become a wolf... er Joined you have the option to change your name.* Storm tells Pyro between pointing out and talking about places and things in his lands. *Thats the bluff - it is for courting. The river...you know what rivers are for..dont you? Your mother could come to the pack as well.. as an elder or Queen or pup-sitter. Run the idea by her. I have no problem with it.* the huge male is telling both the boys though he is speaking too Pyro mostly. James feels alittle unhappy. Maybe this wasnt a good idea...but... But. There was always that.

[Tyki-Pon]

Watching them interact more, Темный just nodded slightly. "I shall be fine. I just need to hunt. To replenish the energy I am missing, Flesh alone, willl not satisfy me." He muttered as he slowly stood up. "I must consume the preys spirit. So I cant eat prekilled food in this condition" Glancing at the two, his eyes saddened. "Stay with him Myra. I let nobody hunt with me when this is what Im after. Dont come anywhere near me, or where i am hunting in the south. Promise me that"

[Soul Of Space]

Myra's Revenge & Reaper of Rage
Myra \ Revenge \ "Yang" / 4 / Vargs of D.arkness / Delta Female / Shapeshifting ; Feral Mind ; Empathy
Rage \ "Yin" / 4 / Prairie Wolves / Alpha Male / Shapeshifting ; Atmokinesis ; Affinity for Earth ; Sensing

Myra looked as though she wanted to protest when Timmy asked her to promise to not leave her brother and to not go near where he was hunting at. She didn't verbalize her protest, instead giving a nod and said, "Alright. I promise." Rage didn't speak on the matter, instead practically snuggled into Myra's side. The slender male looked briefly up at Myra, and then shifted his gaze off to the side, looking like wanted to say something but thinking it better to not.

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

The hunter's gaze flickered curiously around them as they walked, and he knew that he'd end up having to use boots less often if he ever wanted to be as quiet as James and Dumah were. When he was told that he had to option to change his name once he became a Joined, he didn't respond verbally, instead simply nodding. He would speak to his mother about joining the pack as well, but he couldn't promise that she would, because she still wasn't comfortable with wolves, even if she had seen how welcoming and caring the lupines had been to Dumah, treating her as one of her own. Silently, Pyro cast a sideways glance at James, curious about what he was thinking.