Across the L I N E!// Open

[josgood]

Howlsong was wandering, farther away from the den she had once called home. She was out in the open, and her fur was shimmering in its dark, bluish tint. She wished she was somewhere in the shadows, where she wouldn't stand out as much. But she had already decided that she would find a pack, and she would do it today. She could not afford to wait any longer. All she could hope for is that this pack that she had found would assimilate her, and grant her protection from her psychotic father. She nosed around, looking for any scent markings. She found a few, and followed those. Soon, she came across the sharp tangy smell of fresh blood. She now had to decide, to run and see what was happening, or announce her arrival first. Since she had almost no knowledge of the packs here, she could possibly end up getting killed by making one wrong move, she decided she might as well howl. Howlsong threw back her head, and howled like she never had before. It was beautiful. Her father had never let her actually enjoy herself like this, and just to howl was bliss. One lone tear fell from her eye, although she didn't know why. This was the start of a new life, and she could do whatever the hell she wanted with it. As her howl drifted off into silence, she sat down to wait. She flexed her muscles, and shook out her fur, determined to at least look presentable. "Please. Let this alpha hear me, and let me gain a new family."

[Amori]

The fields. Possibly his most favourite place in the Skyla lands, and, of course, the most favourite of places for his mother, whom took pride in the torcher and maiming of innocent wolves who just happened to be misfortunate enough to have wandered into the area. It was an art that sickened him, but he wouldn't dare voice those opinions infront of his parents- nor any of the other pack members for that matter. They were all viscious predators, and Amori didn't trust them enough to think that they wouldn't turn on him if he stepped out of line- even if he was the son of the Alpha pair. Afterall, he'd witnessed his mother venting her anger out on his twin sister, Nemu, leaving her with a nasty scar down her face as a reminder. Not exactly the sort of individuals you'd want to go against.

As he padded through the fields, his mind wandered away from his family, and over to the friends that he had managed to keep to himself, the friend that his family knew nothing about. Cheza. She was the one thing in his life that his parents, his sister, his pack, knew nothing about, and he intended to keep it that way. No doubt, they would not approve anyway, and he liked having the secracy, liked knowing somebody that everybody else didn't, for the first time in his miserable life. It was during his self-musings that the soft scent of another wolf gathered in his nostrils, bringing him back to attention once more, and then, several seconds later, he heard the long howl of an 'intruder'.

Flicking his tail once, he lifted his own maw into the cold air, emitting a long howl in reply, and then trotting off in the direction of this wolf.

[josgood]

OOC: I'm so sorry for not getting on, but real life made me busy, sadly. xD

Howlsong suddenly grew very nervous. Someone had finally answered her call! She was extremely afraid that she would suddenly screw it up somehow. But in her defense, she hadn't had any contact with wolves since her mother died, excluding her crazy dad. When the wolf finally stepped out, she was surprised to find a pup. The surprise she was feeling must have shown on her face, and she quickly tried to hide it. But she was sure he had noticed. She bowed her head, and tried to seem respectful, for once. Although she hated trying to seem submissive, she had to at least give it a try. Her stupid father had seriously warped her personality. She couldn't even bow her head to a pup on strange wolf lands without forcing herself to. She lifted her head so she could speak easier.

"Thank you for answering my call. My name is Howlsong, and I was looking for acceptance in this pack. Can you help me?"

She glanced at the male's face, and tried to find a single thread of kindness or compassion in it. But it was to well guarded. She waited for his answer.

[Amori]

ooc: Thats fine, its been very quiet here recently anyway haha! And just to let you know, he'd be around fully grown by now, not much of a pup anymore (:

The strong scent of nerves rocketed off of this mystery wolf, and as he had finally grown close enough to actually see her, it became clear that she was indeed feeling scared. It was understandable that she felt that way, seeing as the scent of death practically lingered in this dreadful place. One more reason why he hated it so. She'd entered the lands on good terms, though. Announcing her arrival as she had may well have saved her life, had somebody else been wandering through the area. Mo, however, had no intentions of hurting her. He was not the violent kind. A look of shock passed over the females face. Was she surprised to be answered by one so young? Sure, he was almost at his full size, going through several growth spurts during the recent months, but their was still the sure signs of his youth showing in his features.

'Thank you for answering my call. My name is Howlsong, and I was looking for acceptance in this pack. Can you help me?'

'Mo studied the fae carefully, analizing the way she stood. 'Howlsong' was bowed to him in a way that made him feel important, but at the same time she looked reluctant to be doing so- sort of as though she was struggling with the action. Keeping his face straight and emotionless, just as he had been taught to by his Alphas, Amori decided, by the look of hidden fear in her eyes, that she was of no threat to him. The Brute adopted the dominant posture that he had seen his father use on more than one occasion, tail flicking with anticipation at her words, the ghost of a smile playing at his lips. I'm Amori, nice to meet you, Howlsong. He said pleasantly, not wishing to inflict the fear that the rest of his pack seemed to enjoy demanding from outsiders. He watched her, gauzing her reaction curiously, and wondering silently why on earth she would wish to join this pack, out of all the other possibilities open to her. If you are certain, then I am more than happy to take you to see my parents, the Alphas. Still not entirely relaxed with the situation, the young prince turned in the direction of the pack heartlands, glancing back at Howlsong with a faint grin once, to make sure she was positive that this was what she wished for.

[josgood]

OOC: Oh lol I didn't know i just read the bio on him so I kind-of-sort-of guessed haha

Howlsong cocked her head, confused. This wolf, Amori, seemed to have a lot of status here, a prince no less! And yet, he seemed to be offering her a chance of "escape" so it seemed. He had seemed like this pack she had found wasn't exactly the best. Still, she followed him, trotting a little to keep up. Now that she thought about it, his family could be dangerous. There the smell of blood in the air, which she had forgotten about. It wasn't the smell of a prey animal's blood, but the tangy smell of her own kind's. She caught up with him, and now they were walking side by side.

"Forgive me for asking, but you seem to have some...,"she searched for an appropriate word. "Hard feelings, to your pack, if I dare to say so. Is there something that I should know about them? I only just arrived in this area, and was rather...sheltered...as a pup."

She hoped this Amori wouldn't mind her asking so many questions. Her father would have her soundly beaten if she uttered as much as one, if it didn't pertain to their cruel lesson they were studying that day. She winced at the memory, but quickly hid it. She couldn't show signs of weaknesses to this wolf! It would seriously hurt her rep, one that she had barely even started to create. She didn't want it to start out like a spineless omega. While she waited for his answer, she shook out her fur. It made her look slightly bigger, while dually serving as a slight relief from the pressing heat. Her fur began shimmering again, and she grew instantly embarrassed. Her father had always hated her fur, and said she looked like an idiot when she sparkled in the sun. They never had lessons on those days. She now assumed it was because they might have been spotted in their open den site, with her fur shining in the sun.

[Amori]

A slow feeling of worry began to invade his mind as he noticed Howlsong begin to follow him. Was he doing the right thing, leading her into the heart of the pack territory? If things went wrong, and the wolves took a dislike to her for whatever reason, she would have no escape, no way of getting herself out alive. In reality, he was walking her to her death. Their was, of course, the possibility that everything would go smoothly, and that his parents were in their rare good moods. If Howlsong played her cards right, she'd be absolutely fine. If he were to tell her to leave whilst she still could, then she would be perfectly safe, and he would not have to worry over having another wolfs blood staining his mind. If someone saw him allowing a 'trespasser' off of the lands without punishment, however, then that very punishment would be placed on him. Still, he couldn't help but wonder if he should just stop things now.

'Forgive me for asking, but you seem to have some... Hard feelings, to your pack, if I dare to say so. Is there something that I should know about them? I only just arrived in this area, and was rather...sheltered...as a pup.'

Amori smirked in amusement. Was it really that obvious? He'd always thought he'd been fairly good at hiding his opinions of the world, keeping his emotions locked up to himself, but evidently it hadn't been good enough, for he had not fooled this female. This fae who had given the impression of being timid and frightened, and yet had seen straight through his masks. Well, lets just say if I had a choice? This wouldn't be it. The male said with another smirk, deciding to fill the short time between now and arriving at the dens by turning on his charm and amusing himself. But nothing to worry about. Stick with me and you'll be fine. I'll look after you. He flashed her a smile, before turning his attention back to the journey direction, catching a quick glimse of the way her fur shone in the sunlight, allowing her a magical appearance. Howlsong had mentioned being sheltered as a pup, and he found himself wondering just how sheltered she had been. Was she even aware of the damage tooth and claw could cause? Yeah, she had to be, one way or another. Every wolf was.

[josgood]

Howlsong gave him a small half smile. He seemed to be have conflicting feelings. But if his words were true, then she had at least found one wolf in the pack that was willing to welcome her, and to possibly be her friend. He had also mentioned that if he had a choice, he wouldn't be in this pack. This confused her. Doesn't he want a pack? A family to call his own? This young wolf probably wouldn't understand what it was like to basically be a slave. No way he could no the want, the need, she had for a family. She gave him a sideways glance.

"So Amori, if that is what you prefer to be called, what's life like in a pack? I was never really apart of one, and I'm really curious to know what it's like."

She looked up at him with hopeful eyes. She had always craved new information, and learning new things. She loved to be informed, as well. As she waited for his answer, she became lost in thought again. Now that she was actually thinking about it, on her way to this place, the pack here was called the Skyla. That might have been one of the reasons she came here. The name of this pack sounded awfully familiar, although she didn't know why. It now started running through her head, and she tried to place it with a memory. She thought it could somehow attach to her deceased mother, although she still didn't know how. She grew angry with herself, and realized her frustration must show on her face. She quickly tried to hide it, but assumed she did a terrible job. She stopped for a second, and rubbed her paw on her face, right where her deep scar was. She always did that when she was nervous, or thinking about something. But this time, it was because she was thinking. She wanted to know about Amori, what his life was previously like, and what it was like now. Why he seemed so grown up for his age, and so mysterious. Like he was hiding something from her. She quickly dismissed the thought. He was helping her, wasn't he? Taking time out of his day to bring her to his parents, and possibly add another wolf to the pack. But then again, his parents might not accept her. This was a troubling thought.

[Amori]

'So Amori, if that is what you prefer to be called, what's life like in a pack? I was never really apart of one, and I'm really curious to know what it's like.'

Amori glanced at her, analyzing the look on her face as she spoke, but again struggled to read her emotions. Amori is fine. Or Mo if you like, Im not bother either way. He paused for a few seconds, gazing out towards the territories centre before sending his searching eyes back on her. I dont mean to put you off, but its not all its cracked up to be. Its great for family and all, but just make sure you dont get into the wrong situations. The young wolf winced slightly, wondering if he wa saying the right thing. He didn't wish to scare her off. Afterall, he did not know just how much she was wishing for a pack.

He glanced her way once again, awaiting her reponse. She looked mildly frustrated, although with what Amori was unsure of. The look soon disappeared, but he had definitely seen it. The young wolf raised an eyebrow curiously, but chose against saying anything, in fear of upsetting her in any way. An emotionally unstable wolf would stand no chance. If he upset her, she'd be torn to peices in a matter of minutes. Raising his head to the skies, he let out a long, low howl, announcing their presence and requesting the assistance of a higher ranked wolf. Perhaps Cinder or Scarlett would come along to escort them, or maybe even the Alphas themselves. It would take them, however, a short while to arrive, so long as he had done his calculations correctly, so that still gave him time to try and understand this female. Not to sound rude, but why choose this pack? The Skyla are great for certain purposes, sure, but I can't see you as someone who would want to undertake those purposes. Why not the Xyla or Liazo? he glanced around quickly one more time, just to ensure they were indeed alone.

[josgood]

Howlsong nodded understandably.
"When I came to this place, I heard of your three packs. I felt maybe my personality might not suit this one the best,"
she paused for a moment and flashed him a seemingly sweet smile, and laughed. But then she quickly grew somber again.
"But, when I grew up, as I told you before, I was rather "sheltered". I was only taught a few things, and those things I believe would serve this pack the best." Howlsong's face twisted into a grimace. She rubbed her scar, thinking. She sighed, a little forlorn. But then her face hardened, and she growled slightly.
"But I don't intend to be used. Not ever again."
She looked up at him, fire in her eyes. She was extremely angry, and looked like she wanted to kill something. Then all of a sudden, it looked like someone poured water over her eyes. There was no fire left. Once again, all you could see was her dark blue eyes, shining with sarcasm, kindness, and humor.
"But seriously. Your family can't be all bad right? They have you!"
She smiled again, this time for real. She hoped he didn't get the wrong idea, that she had no serious side at all. But now that she thought about it, she didn't care. She had no serious side. She was almost always laughing, and having fun. Or at least, when she wasn't...learning.
"And who knows, it might not work out, but at least I tried right? Hopefully, they won't kill me. That would make things complicated, wouldn't it?"
She smiled again, but it didn't reach her eyes. Howlsong began to pace, she seemed extremely nervous. Walking helped to soothe her nerves, and her sore muscles. Running the whole way to this strange land had certainly been physically exhausting. But her father had taught her about endurance, and she had a lot of it. She glanced up at Amori, hoping he didn't mind her tense pacing.

[Amori]

'When I came to this place, I heard of your three packs. I felt maybe my personality might not suit this one the best, But, when I grew up, as I told you before, I was rather "sheltered". I was only taught a few things, and those things I believe would serve this pack the best.'

Amori listened curiously, ceasing his walking and sitting back on his rump so that he could listen properly. She had spoke of being 'sheltered' as a youngster, although what she meant by that exactly he wasn't sure. How sheltered? She must know the basic rules of Kongrai life, else she would not have announced her arrival on the lands, and would most likely be dead. Unless she had some fighting skills that he wasnt giving her credit for, which was always possible. Afterall, Howlsong had also mentioned about being 'taught' things, presumably by her parents. Were those things fighting skills, or something else all together? Curiosity bubbled up inside of him, her words and short stories intriguing him to no end. Just as she had wanted to know about life in a pack, he wished to know about the exact opposite. Mo's eyes travelled to a mark on her maw, one that he noticed she had been rubbing regularly with her paw. It looked like a scar, and as he focused, another one became apparent. This one was much larger, and ran down from her shoulder, to her chest. An eyebrow was raised, but he did not inquire about them, in fear of hitting a sore spot in her past or something. Still, it seemed she may well have been through more than he had first imagined.

'But I don't intend to be used. Not ever again.'

The fae growled, her eyes suddenly full of an angry fire as she looked at him. That was the deadly look that marked out so many of the Skyla from the other packs. The dangerous glint that signalled the wolf's capability and need to cause some damage. The male met her eyes with his own, almost in a challenging way, intrigued to know how she would react next. But, just as quickly as the fire had arrived, it died out, leaving her looking innocent and cheery once more. Curiosity burned within him again, wanting to know more about this wolf. Wanting to know the things that had caused her to turn out the way she had done. A broad smile developed out onto the faes face.
'But seriously. Your family can't be all bad right? They have you!'

He responded to this with his own toothy grin, chuckling slightly at her optimism. He found himself excited to know what her actual reaction to them would be, but hid the emotion under his mask. Now was not the time for playfulness. Guess you'll find out soon enough. Amori said, smiling at her genuinely. 'And who knows, it might not work out, but at least I tried right? Hopefully, they won't kill me. That would make things complicated, wouldn't it?' Again, he laughed, swirling his tail around his front paws to protect them from the burning sun. Probably would, yeah, lifes not much fun when your dead. Hopefully it won't come to that, though.

The male cursed silently, annoyed with himself for sounding so joy-less all of a sudden. He was starting to like her, her obvious optimism and ability to crack jokes even in this grim situation, and the last thing he wanted was her thinking he was miserable. Spreading an amused smirk acorss his maw, he watched her pacing nervously, taking the oportunity to get a proper look at this possible new pack mate. Her fur was black, sort of like that of his mothers, but seemed to glow almost in the sunlight, and their was also a white star on her chest, long with a white mark on the end of her tail, which was cocked slightly at the tip. Her body was littered with evidence of fighting, things which had been unnoticable before. She looked exhausted, but, they had been sat still for too long now. We should probably get walking again. Not a good idea to stay still for too long, even in pack territory. He glanced at her as he stood, saying some final reassuring words before continuing towards the woods. Not too far to go now.

Who knows, maybe he'd get a friend out of this in the end.

[josgood]

Howlsong smiled at him grimly, noticing his eyes tracing her scars. She wanted to approach him, and ask him if he was done looking. Instead, she got extremely close to his face and whispered, "Yeah, no worries, they all hurt like hell to get. But seeming as how you're always so grim, and speak of your family lowly, you probably have a few of your own, am I right? Or does being a prince save you from harm?" she quickly backed away from his face, startled by what she had said to this poor wolf. Yes, he was staring, but she would've stared too! She felt terrible. "Amori, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to say such terrible things, it's just," she trailed off, shifting her weight uncomfortably. "Ok, now I feel like a terrible person. Tell me if I can make it up to you." Howlsong gave him a genuine smile, and you could read her regret on her face. She wasn't trying to hide it. There was no need to foolishly snap at this wolf, and she had to prepare herself for people who wouldn't like her, and wouldn't accept her. She then turned away from him, full of remorse. "Lead the way." her smile was back, and you could tell by her face she had reigned her emotions in, and had them under control. You could threaten to kill her now, or confess your eternal love for her, and she wouldn't even blink. But she allowed some emotion to slip, to smile at Amori in a casual, friendly manner. "Yknow, while we walk to this new place, your welcome to ask me any questions. I don't mind. This can help make up for me being such an idiot earlier." She then turned her head towards him, listening and following.

[Amori]

'Yeah, no worries, they all hurt like hell to get. But seeming as how you're always so grim, and speak of your family lowly, you probably have a few of your own, am I right? Or does being a prince save you from harm?'

Amori's ears flattened against his head, eyes falling to the ground sheepishly as he realised he'd probably hit a sour spot. He wasn't good a confrontation, and having this female in his face and yelling made him uncomfortable. But then she said her next words, asking whether being a 'prince' saved him from gaining scars like hers, and his thoughts switched back to the incident with Nemu and his mother, a spark of irritation flickering inside of him. He curled his lip back, showing his teeth slightly, but still keeping his eyes directed to the ground. Amori didn't want to come across as aggressive like the rest of his pack, that wasn't the correct way of gaining power, nor respect, but thoughts of how his twin would suffer, carrying that horrific scar on her face with her forever, made that very aggression bubble up inside of him.

'Amori, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to say such terrible things, it's just, Ok, now I feel like a terrible person. Tell me if I can make it up to you. Lead the way.'

Relief flooded him as the confrontation was retracted, and he matched her uncomfortable weight shifts with his own, awkwardly bringing his eyes up once again to meet hers, noting the smile that seemed genuine enough, but also the regret that was showing. Amori smiled back, sorting through thoughts in his mind. He had definitely underestimated her, and perhaps their was even more hidden away under her wide, controlled smile. Forget about it. Im sorry if I offended you, though. The young wolf flicked his tail happily, padding through the sunny field. 'Yknow, while we walk to this new place, your welcome to ask me any questions. I don't mind. This can help make up for me being such an idiot earlier.' Amori grinned again, tongue lolling from his mouth clumsily as he trotted on, a small laugh escaping his throat. Okay, ha, so uhm, where have you come from?

[josgood]

Howlsong smiled, glad Amori wasn't angry at her, and also glad he had accepted her sincere apology. She didn't give those out unless she absolutely had too. She carefully walked behind him, so as not to trip while he frolicked about. Howlsong grinned, realizing she wasn't much older than him after all. But her childhood, which she should've spent playing and learning about how to interact in a pack, like he probably did, was filled with gore, fighting, and resentfulness. Howlsong hoped with all her heart that he was in a place where he was loved, even if this pack seemed a little...well...off the edge. She turned to him once again, registering his question. Her eyes took on a faraway look, glazing over with memories.
"Well, I'm not exactly sure what the land is called, but it was south of here, and warmer. It rained a lot more too. There was also a ton of trees. It was just one huge forest, surrounded by meadows, which were then skirted by smaller forests. I lived in one of the smaller forests, directly beside a meadow. Well, that's where my den was growing up anyway. Next to the den was a stream, and a sheer cliff. Now that I think about it, it probably wasn't the best place to raise a pup." She smiled grimly, remembering falling down that very same cliff and breaking her tail. "But it was really pretty, and I'm almost positive that's why my mother picked the spot. She loved beautiful things, and always had to be surrounded by them. She must've thought I wasn't stupid enough to fall in the water or off a cliff."
She gave him a small half smile, which then turned into a frown. She sighed slightly, for having to use past tense to describe her deceased mother. She brightened her face and attitude again, hoping Amori didn't notice that she still cared enough to be even slightly sad about her memories that she was sharing. She'd had ton of practice forging a mood, and her masks were almost always perfect.

[Amori]

'Well, I'm not exactly sure what the land is called, but it was south of here, and warmer. It rained a lot more too. There was also a ton of trees. It was just one huge forest, surrounded by meadows, which were then skirted by smaller forests. I lived in one of the smaller forests, directly beside a meadow. Well, that's where my den was growing up anyway. Next to the den was a stream, and a sheer cliff. Now that I think about it, it probably wasn't the best place to raise a pup.'

Amori listened to her as he continued to pad forward, glancing back at her every now and then to show he was paying attention, whilst at the same time imagining the place she was talking about. It sounded nice, although the raining aspect wasn't particularly appealing. A place with lots of trees, forests, must have ment their was plenty of food to go around. Sounded like the ideal set up, in his opinion. He knew better now, though, than to test his luck and ask about why she left. The last thing he wished to do now was hit another sore spot, and chances were that would be what he did if he started to get too nosy. He made a noise in his throat at her last comment about the cliff not being the best of places, which was supposed to be a laugh, although it sounded slightly stragled.

'But it was really pretty, and I'm almost positive that's why my mother picked the spot. She loved beautiful things, and always had to be surrounded by them. She must've thought I wasn't stupid enough to fall in the water or off a cliff.'

Amori smiled sadly, picking up on the use of past tense in her sentence, and gathering that her mother must no longer be around. The male felt for her. Although he may hate his mother at times for the things she did and said, he still couldn't imagine not having her around. If something were to happen to her, then he was sure he would mourn her loss for a long, long time. It sounds nice, he said with a tentative smile, before attempting to take her mind off of it all by changing the subject. We're almost there, you sure your ready? Knowing what her answer would be before she even gave it, Amori lifted his head and howled, calling for the assistance of the Skyla Alphas.

[`Senna]

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[atrb=background,http://i41.tinypic.com/aes6k1.png] A dark, silhouette weaved through the trees of Sorrow Woods, as icy orbs pierced through the shadowed darkness. This domain had been at a strange peace for a few weeks now, although it was rather hectic before. The alphess of skyla was on her daily patrol, scent marking her territory as she did almost everyday. Yet, as she strode within her packs boundaries, her mind was elsewhere. Nemu. Ever since their confrontation a while back, her daughter had not looked at her the same since. In fact, she barely talks to her now. Seemed like she was doing everything she could in her power to avoid her. The only time Senna really seen her was at dusk and dawn, since they slept together in their secretive den back at Petra Falls. However, she felt no remorse for disciplining her daughter in such a harsh way. Her daughter was no obeying order, save for a few times wandering off...but, was it worth losing her trust? Senna shook off such thoughts as she traveled on, making sure nothing was out of the ordinary, and no potential threats were in sight. Then, her ears pricked to a howl-a familiar one at that. It was her son, Amori calling out for her. He didn't sound like he was in trouble, so she continued at a steady pace towards her pup. From what she could tell, he was somewhere in the fields. It wasn't too far, since she was on the tree line of the forest. When the vast open field became visible, so did her son.. and a wolf she did not recognize near him. Her instincts kicked in, and her trot quickened to a run. Her fur bristled as she made her way towards the two, her sapphires narrowing upon the intruding female. As she came within a few feet, she slowed to a walk, standing alongside her son with a more than unpleasent expression consuming her features. "And who might this be..?" The alphess questioned, unsure if this may be a knew play thing for the skylas entertainment, or a friend of Amori's. [Sorry for the horrible post. ']

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[josgood]

Howlsong kept her face totally blank, but noticed the, was it sarcasm? Lacing the alphess's voice. She would not, and couldn't afford, to let her guard down around this powerful fae. Although she was pretty sure that Amori didn't despise her, or might even count her as an ally, he probably wouldn't protect her against his own mother. Not that she needed protection. She stepped forward slightly, bowing her head, enough to be respectful, but not enough for total submission. She absolutely hated being submission, and she figured the alphess could tell. She was struggling to hold her head down, even though it was just grazing the submissive language. She then lifted her head, already sick with formalities. "Please, Alphess Senna, I believe your name is, I came to this land, your land I might add," She thought she better play it safe and add that part, in case she was extremely territorial. "Seeking pack acceptance. I thought some of my qualities would suit your pack. I researched a little into your pack's statuses, if that's what you call them, and saw you had no lead huntress. If you would accept me, and you needed this position filled, I would be glad to step forward." She then cocked her head a bit to the side, waiting for this intimidating female's answer. While she was waiting, Howlsong noticed that her fur was shining again, and since her coat was glittering in the sun, she assumed her eyes were bright, and hoped they glimmered with intelligence, as she was told they sometimes did. According to her father, her deep blue eyes gave her a kind yet calculating look, laced with coolness and sarcasm. She then realized that she was paying WAY too much attention to her appearance. Her father taught her that it didn't matter what you looked like, and it was frivolous and vain. But occasionally, she couldn't help letting the girl inside of her escape.

[Amori]

The strong, dominant scent of his mother gradually moved among them, alerting Amori that the Alphess was on her way. Sure enough, the dark bodice of the deadly femme appeared in the trees, moving swiftly towards them. The young Brute lowered his head respectfully, a habit he'd picked up when in the presence of a pack leader, rather then actually thinking over what he was doing. Senna quickly made her way over to them, quickening to a run and then slowing down again once more when she had grown closer, her cold eyes settling on howlsong with an icy glare. The alphess stood alongside him, her body still making him look small in comparason, and looking menacing as ever.

'And who might this be..?'

Amori switched his gaze to look back to his new found friend and possible packmate, gauging her reaction to the Alphas arrival, curious to see how she would go about her plan. Howlsong lowered her head in a respectful manner, showing that she must have some knowledge of pack behaviour, even if she did appear to be having some sort of silent argument with herself and her actions. Again, his curiosity levels rose over just how complicated and mysterious this fae seemed to be, but kept himself silent, more than happy to just observe the situation rather than actually give any imput to it.

'Please, Alphess Senna, I believe your name is, I came to this land, your land I might add, Seeking pack acceptance. I thought some of my qualities would suit your pack. I researched a little into your pack's statuses, if that's what you call them, and saw you had no lead huntress. If you would accept me, and you needed this position filled, I would be glad to step forward.'

She was being very careful with her words, Amori noticed, which was probably a wise thing to do, and she spoke, something was different. She had an heir of confidence about her, which he had failed to see before, and her coat seemed to be glowing.

[`Senna]

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[atrb=background,http://i41.tinypic.com/aes6k1.png] Bright sapphire pools were locked on the female target, not even shifting to acknowledge her son, or utter a simple greeting. All wolves that did not acquire her packs scent are considered enemies until their business was stated. Especially when one stood so close to one of her own flesh and blood. After a moment, the femora lifted a paw forward, dipping her head slightly to show she was of no threat to her. What Senna found curious, was that (unlike other wolves) she did not show complete submission to her, but just enough to show respect. Many others may not of known it, but this introduction was an admirable one for Senna. She considered it far better to do this than to be cowardly and become so submissive to her. They expect her to accept her as her family when they act like that? 'Please, Alphess Senna, I believe your name is, I came to this land, your land I might add, Seeking pack acceptance. I thought some of my qualities would suit your pack. I researched a little into your pack's statuses, if that's what you call them, and saw you had no lead huntress. If you would accept me, and you needed this position filled, I would be glad to step forward.' The alphess stood motionless, the same cold expression upon her face. This wolf seemed cautious with her words, as if she was making sure to say all the right things to Senna. Her bright blue eyes stared into her darker blue orbs, calculating what kind of wolf she was, and if she would be a valuable member to her pack, as she said she would be. Her dark build stepped forward, head and tail raised high to show her dominance and authority of this domain. Her jaws parted to speak once more. 'That is the name I was born with, so you're correct. You seek acceptance into my pack and a rank in my packs hierarchy." Her almost monotone vocals erupted, taking a pause as she looked over this wolf. The Skyla had many female wolves since the males left, and now another wanted acceptance. However, she needed the numbers to rise, no matter the gender. "If your desire is to be a loyal member of my pack, then you must tell me these qualities of yours. Why should I let you join, and what makes so qualified for the Skyla?" Other packs may have let her join after she gave her little speech, but Senna was more... Demanding. She wasn't one to be so easily swayed for others, and she certainly wasn't going to change that for this wolf. If she said that her qualities were so suitable for her pack, then she wanted to hear them. Only then would she decide wither or not to grant this wolf protection, shelter, food-a home.

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Howlsong smirked, remembering her encounter with Amori, when she almost cussed him out and snapped his neck. She had to think of something that made her extremely angry. She could think of one thing that never failed. Her father brutally slaughtering her mother. Her eyes then flashed, changing from her kind, intelligent, calculating gaze to her cold, hard, and malicious killing one. She felt her blood boil, and her fur puff up, giving her a menacing demeanor, so unlike the kind fea from before. Her eyes also became an almost darker blue than before, if that was possible. "Alphess, if you wish me too, I will list my so called 'qualities.'" She spat. She still had her calm composure, although she made sure her words were cutting. "I have a severe hatred for a certain wolf, and I will kill him." She put emphasis on this. "I have a lot of experience in hunting, because I've had to hunt for myself since I was around six months old. I will also kill, if I have to." Suddenly, her eyes switched, and she was the same as before, except her eyes were still an extreme blue. "But, I can also keep composure, and act appropriately, if need be." She smiled in the sarcastic way she had. "And I'm also good at befriending people, whether they be actual friends or enemies." She smiled at Amori. "In this particular case, friend. Would you care to know anything else? Blood type? Family lineage? How many boyfriends I've had?" The sarcastic tone was also back to her voice. She really hoped this Alphess didn't mind her humor, and sarcasm.