Malaki + Spice + Larka

The largly built male loped steadily across the valley floor. He was leading them in the direction of one of the creeks. The small band had been on the move for many days now and Malaki wanted to take them to the creek. A place were they could rest and maybe find some new members. He reached the creek. Splashing into it, the water reached his shoulders. He lowered his head and lapped up the water. Once he had satisfied his thirst he stepped back out of the water. Leaving the two females to drink, he patroled around them, looking for any other wolves.

Spice followed her mate along the valley floor to the small creek. She leaped in after him and used her muzzle to splash him. She then dipped her dark grey head into the water. She hadn't tasted fresh water for so long. It felt good. When she raised her head, Malaki was gone. She knew he would be looking for other wolves. This was how it was. They'd find a nice place and stay there for a while, but they always moved on. She stepped out of the water and lay on the bank, drying off.

Larka followed closly behind Malaki and Spice. She had stayed with her sister when Spice had become Malaki's mate and left the old pack. Their parents pack. She slowly stepped into the water. It was nice and cool. She then plunged into the water. It was deeper than she'd expected. It reached almost to her head. Stepping even deeper, she lifted her legs of the river-bed and began to swim.

Vicious

Large scarred brute heard the sound of splashing and playing, slowly and quietly he watched the small group in the creek. Then watched as the male trotted off in a different direction. Single yellow eye followed the brute until he was out of sight, then slowly walked out and toward the two lone females.

My discription is rather different, I am a large male wolf, gray ontop, white under my belly. I have one eye, the other lost in battle... More less a murder. Blind by the scratch that crosses the socket vertacally, lost it with the scar that crosses the socket horizontally. The scar horizontally drags from the base of my ear to the middle of my nose. While the one vertically only from the top of my head to about an inch below my eye socket. I have a large scar across my left side of my body. A bite mark on my right knee and a scratch on my Right shoulder. If there was such thing as a scale in this wilderness. It would show the numbers 200 lbs. Yes, I'm huge. Bigger than any wolf you will ever see. And i'm proud of my size. All muscle. All anger, all Killer.

The brute haulted a bit and stared at the females. A low growl with bristling hair announced his presentce(sp) to them. Single pupil dialating. Digits digging deep into the ground while harks fell flat and slightly to the side to cover his blind spots.

Half of a tail stayed flat as i stared at the two. Though I ment no harm to them, naturally i cannot show that. I always look like I'm about to make a kill. Maybe words will ease them. If I can find the right ones.

" What is your business here?" He growled softly. Though his attempt to sound unharmful, didnt' succeed, Tones were loud and sounded like a warning. Maybe they could hear the truth. " What is your names?"

I tried to ease up. Though tension was nothing I could rid so easily. And a smile would not present itself, no matter how hard i tried.

Malaki + Spice + Larka

Malaki continued his search. He was carefull not to wander to far from Spice and Larka. Once he was sure it was safe, he started back to them. An unfreindly smell met his nostrils. He started to lope. Once out of the trees he saw them, with a strange male. Seeing that it would not do good to mess with this male, he approached cautiosly. It would be better to have this wolf as an ally than an enemy.

"Who's askin'?"

Spice rose to her paws. She barked to Larka to warn her of the newcomer. Seeing Malaki come, she relaxed a little. She ran to his side, knowing that he would protect her. She eyed the stranger carefully. He seemed the vicious type.

Larka heard Spice's bark. She looked round, wondering what could be wrong. Seeing the strange male, she swam to the bank. Leaping out she shook, then walked over to Spice and Malaki. He orbs watched, interested in this new male.

Vicious

I snarled as the male came back, though relaxed. I claim the lands around as if the world was mine. I fear no one and care for none. Though these wolves were interesting.

The brute growled and lifted his head. Tail straight out, but not up. " You looked a bit lost, and the names would be nice so I could call you something." He smirk and tossed his head.

Just don't let them get the feeling I'm weak. They would be in pain if they tried to attack.

" The name's Vicious, A loner, fighter, human murderer. Dogs are a nice appatizer, as well as normal barnyard animals. Occasionally a wolf could end between my teeth from an attempt to take me down." He smirked. Then single yellow globe turned to Larka.

Wonder what she's looking at. My eyes wonder back to the leads. Just simple conversation. I haven't talked to another wolf civilly since I was a pup.

Malaki + Spice + Larka

Malaki watched the male closely, but with every minute that passed he felt more at ease in his company. Well he didn't seem to bad.

"My names Malaki, this is my mate, Spice and her sister Larka."

Spice felt Malaki grow less supsicous of this new male. She continued to watch his every movement. After what she had heard of happening, she couldn't help being a bit wary.

Larka caught him looking and turned away quickly, careful not to make eye contact. She didn't want to cause any trouble. And from what she was hearing of this male, he meant trouble.

Vicious

Crown was bowed as he presented his names, then yap opened as I spoke in regards. " pleasure" I spat, the word was distasteful, like a roach. But curtiousy was a good sign... I hope.

He stepped foward, eye staring at the middle of the alpha's head. " And are you lost? I roam and knows these lands like the back of...."

er... i don't know the back of my paw... what do i say.

"back of my paw" He grunted a cough, then smirked in his own amusment.

Vicious

Ears perked to a noise of calling. He bowed his head only slightly, almost unoticable. "I must go, my son's are calling. " And with that he left.