What Fun -Open-

[echo]

Sky stained in orange and red hues, twilight hour was the fading light of day. Normal circumstances this magnificent sight was a thing of beauty. However, in these lands, this natural occurence was a thing to fear for the weak of heart and mind. A pile of rubble of which at one time stood a mighty stone bridge stood nothing until small vermin came from hiding to search for its next meal. They littered the stone devouring the plant life until a sudden snarl and several quick snaps sent many vermin to hide all but a handful that hung from the black fangs of a demon. Her name was Loki Ruins, a druin born who tossed the rodents into the air only to swallow them whole. Licking her fangs with her black tongue, at seven and half foot long druin; she required much more then meager rodents to satisfy her hunger, luckily she found a suitable herd of large elk that quench her hunger.

Now her dark grey pools scanned the ruins, the falling light made them even more beautiful in her eyes. Loki was no evil druin more of a troublemaker. She enjoyed life and loved having fun but her type of enjoyment was considered painful and dangerous to those smaller then her. Loki was unwelcome in most societies even to her own kind.

Now, she began a small trekk deeper into the ruins, Heca fuw duca fig 'Time for some fun' Loki often spoke in druin, she was proud of her lineage and her people despite rejection. Tilting her head back, Loki released a howl to see who would dare to trekk her way.

[shiromisu]

Issen raised her head, quietly taking in the howls of a nearby wolf. Slightly annoyed at the fact another wolf was so close she began to walk the other way then stopped and thought for a moment. She felt her stomach growl and realized she did not want to give up her hunting grounds. Quietly she padded toward the howl, sneaking behind some ruins to watch the wolf, not wanting to be spotted. She glanced up at the sky, "Just...this luck of mine." She muttered to herself, tensed and ready to strike at the wolf should she be discovered.

[Adurnak]

[glow=navy,2,300]Almost befor the echoes of the howl faded, a low, menacing snarl rumbled through the air, seeming to come from everywhere at once.
"If you seek to take the lands of me and my family, you will have to go through me to do so, demon. Leave now, while you still have your life."

Vyrn was seething with rage. How dare this druin seek to take his home from him! This was his land, his territory, not that of some demonic half-wolf beast![/glow]

[shiromisu]

Issen let a faint snarl escape her lips, she glanced around for the wolf who had just spoken. "More enemies...." Her fur bristled, and she stood up, no longer hiding. She glared at the wolf whose howl had summoned her here. A low snarl escaped her throat, and she braced herself for any attacks from the wolf. "Who are you and why are you here?" She snarled, never letting her eyes leave the creature in front of her.

[Streak]

"He is here because he has a family to protect." A black wolf with a dark yellow streak running from the crest of her head to the tip of her tail stepped out of the shadows, her almost black eyes glinting. A smirk crept upon her face as she thought of another comment that would no doubt humiliate the invisible wolf.
"Did you know,"she started in a playful manner,"that these lands belong to no one. So why are you threatening to kill us for lands that are not yours? Claim the lands, then we'll talk." The last sentance she spoke with a hardness to her voice but it quivered ever so slightly. Enough to show fear. The wolf looked around and back slowly into the shadows, her confidence diminished. It's only when I have something important or funny to say. Why?

[shiromisu]

Issen turned her head toward the wolf that had just spoke. Looking around the area again searching for the invisible wolf she snarled "If you are so big and brave come out and show yourself!" She glanced all around, trying to keep an eye on both the seen wolves and unseen wolf. Slowly she walked back, deciding that exposing herself in the open would not have a good outcome. Satisfied once her back feet were halted by the presence of a pillar that had fallen ages ago, she sat down, keeping an eye out for any signs of attack.

[echo]

The gold in her mane and scales glowed ominously while the powder blue rune tattoos shimmered from the excitement. She listen to all these wolves, from all this she could took one thing from their threats and anger, they were afraid of her. Most were, after all she was a druin, the wars were long ago but hatred and fear were something embedded deep in all creatures; it was very difficult to be rid of. However, Loki found delight and often took advantage of these powerful emotions. Hned ed fig ‘This is fun’ she said under her breath.

Draped across the stone remnants, Loki lifted her paw, she wore battle claws made of black silver. They belonged to her father and as the eldest of his children inherited them. Though she wore them mostly as a fashion accessory like the multitude of earrings she sported. Pretending to examine her claws, Loki turned her head away pretending to be uninterested in these wolves. Until she heard the voice of a third wolf, such bold talk until her voice began to fade, To feign boldness is a waste of breath, zehhza puzf ‘little wolf’ she said in a rather pleasant voice.

The she druin yawned before she rose to her feet and narrowed her dark gray eyes towards the only male of the growing group, If you seek to take the lands of me and my family, you will have to go through me to do so, demon. Leave now, while you still have your life. For a moment Loki just stared with malicious murder in her eyes, cold and unfeeling until a small smirk from her lips erupted into laughter “Ma Chezz, puzf veg ‘Be still wolf kin.’ This one has no intention of taking over this lovely home of yours.” Loki ceased her laughter, simply chuckling. Speaking to all who came to her, Your threats are degqawa ‘sincere’ but think for a moment, if this one wanted your homes would I have announce myself so boldly. Loki many things but galaw y kuuw jiadh ‘Never a poor guest’. chuckled the she demon, obviously very happy to be in the presence of so many new faces.

note;; Loki has broken language and often speaks in Druin O.o but I will be italizing the definition ;D.

[Adurnak]

[[Um, Vyrn's invisible right now, Echo.]]

[echo]

sorry, I got confuse with so many wolves disappearing n reappearing.

[cptkickercutleg]

A loud laugh, finding both the hilarity of an impromptu awkward moment, and the hideous prospect that usually accompanies heartfelt threats against Druin, echos out from the shattered, crumbling debris.

"Surely, Vryn, vosh en Draeppash territory ends an hour or so south of here? Your scent fades here, and a Druin is not always a threat." he calls, his own language interlacing through his accent to bring his words almost to the feel that he is singing, rather than casually chatting. "Or would you oust me as well? Who fought to protect your young at birth?" he asks, his tone turning ice cold.

"Streak, you must stop openly threatening any who fall in your path! Soon you will meet a dragon, and I'd like to see how that turns out!" he barks, angry at the predjuduce these wolves showed for one with different bloodlines to them.
He turns to Loki then, having just stepped up a few yards behind her as she tried to look like she wasn't interested in the others.
"I come from a land where all but a few of our kind, the Vulf and the Vulfen were killed because we were present at the time of a murder. I am the last Vulf of the Otonami Clan, and I welcome you to the land. May I ask if you can still return to the Giaku Packlands?"

[shiromisu]

Issen tilts her head and studies the wolf that is speaking, looking for any and all signs of weakness. Seeing nothing of interest she quietly lays down, keeping her eyes open and head up to watch the others and see what happens. To herself she thinks 'I am only here to keep an eye out for any signs of wolves I once knew...' She repeats that over and over in her head, arguing with the thought of leaving.

[Adurnak]

[glow=navy,2,300]"Actually, Graal, it's to the south-west. And I would never seek to oust you, reguardless of where you took up residence."
Vyrn's voice comes from behind Graal, eminating from the mouth of a black dire wolf with emerald green eyes. His expression is irate, but not furious or savage.
"And I didn't voice any chalenges or threats, either. If Loki had challenged me for the land around the old courtyard, I would have done so, but in this case I was simply curious as to what a druin is doing so far from Giaku. Whoever that was a moment ago, it- AARRRGH!"
Without warning, three long, bloody furrows open in Vyrn's side, and for the shortest of moments, another dire wolf is visible. Then it's gone, vanishing as Vyrn spins towards it with black fire billowing from his jaws.[/glow]

[Streak]

((Is this a turns thread? I'm posting anyway.))
Streak slunk forward when Graal spoke to her, her eyes constantly on the ground. Her ears were flattened and her tail was tucked between her legs.
"I don't plan on meeting any dragons," Streak replied with a quiet voice. She slowly turned her gaze to Graal then snapped her head back down again. It was only when that wolf in the shadows spoke did Streak lift her head. At last, she had a face to remember! She took in his appearence. This wolf was black with grey markings on his face. Doesn't look dangerous. Then Streak saw his large claws. She whimpered but stood her ground. When the wolf was attacked, she jumped back in surprise but saw the wolf that attacked the other. It looked like a dire wolf. Hang on! I'm a dire wolf! What if the other think it was me? Streak began to panic and breathing very fas. Her eyes darted from one wolf to the next. Finally she couldn't take it anymore.
"IT WASN'T ME!" Streak burst out crying curled herself up into a ball, whispering "It wasn't me. It wasn't me. It wasn't me." She rocked herself back and forth, trying to comfort herself but memories of the past came back to her.
"You killed your parents. You killed my son. You deserve to die." "NOOO! PLEASE! NOOO!" Tears rolled down her cheeks as the alpha banished her, accusing her of things she never meant to do. She begged to stay but they turned a deaf ear. She begged, begged to live, but they laughed at the thought. She saw there was no point trying to reason with them and ran. The pack followed, kill on their minds. Kill. Kill. Kill
"NOOO!"

[echo]

Of course, Loki didn’t care about past lives. She looked to the future and lived in the moment. Muttering in her tongue, Luizb uf fuuzab ca could of fooled me. But then she was impressed with male’s presence. a Druin is not always a threat Hwia mih uga qyg galaw ma huu, qywafiz true but one can never be too careful Loki was intrigued by the male’s wisdom in words and took several steps towards him, her metal claws clicking against the stone, her seven and half foot form towered over many but she-demon lowered her head in respect to the male.

I welcome you to the land. May I ask if you can still return to the Giaku Packlands?" Ouiw pazquca ed ykkwaqeyhab Your welcome is appreciated. She purred in her accent druin voice. Then the kindness was gone from Loki, she growled at the mention of Giaku, I would not be here if I was able to return. I was of zup mewhn low birth and it did not help I was a hwuimzab kik troubled pup.

At the moment of the attack, Loki narrowed her eyes until they were their demon eyes. The back fire emitting from wounded male. Loki’s body rumbled this was her storm call but she withdrew her attack. This was not her battle but neither would she back down, she would use her storm call when she needed it the most. pnyh hna? What the? As she heard the one called Streak cry out. Loki cocked her head to her side what is this? She moved closer to the cowering female and nudged her gently with her claws before snapping her black fangs inches away from Streak’s face Fyva uih uf fayw ygb dhygb pehn kweba Wake out of fear and stand with pride. Her elongated body curled around to face the males who would surely turn to her sudden force.

[echo]

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