Rhett

Longingly, his pink tounge emerged from his meatlatch. Long pants escaped him. Tired,hungry, and mainly thirty. The Border mis had been wandering quite aimlessly until now. He shook his pelt, voids darted around the home, and to the Barn area. His harks spinned back for moments, listning around him intently not to be hurt. A quiet, yet noticeable yelp escaped him, then a few little whimpers. He knew how young humans were, especially those giggling female-young-humans. They were suckers for animals in need. Most of them anyway. He hatedto get this low. But it might work for a meal and some attention. Maybe the running away plan wasn't going to work.

She knew she was gorgeous, and she loved to keep it that way. She heard a call, and she knew instantly it was not that of a Ranch being. She moved on stealthy pads, so stealthy and silent she came from behind. Start explaining, child. Her voice was like warm honey, melt in your mouth and sweet but it had a cold edge to it, one that said he better start explaining before she ate him alive. Would she really eat him alive? It was a possibilty.

Now, you must be wondering how a wolf such as herself was here. Well you see, her mother had been raped and came to the ranch in search of a home and plop! She was one of the six. Yatara had her eyes on Rhett, those silver eyes of hers that could turn smoky when she was happy, or dark as a storm when she was displeased. Her black coat shimmered with its blue highlights as she shifted her positions, as if setting up to attack. She normally wasn't a fighter, but she'd protect her home if need be.

Optics slid towards the fem. Brow raised,arching just slightly. Somthing his brother teased him about rather often, to often for most dogs. But at least Rhett had somthing to talk about. 
Fore appendages strached foreward. Taking his time to reply. 
It wasn't arrogant it was self esteem to not replyon demand. He shook his pelt, blades of grass fell from the shoulders and haunches of his tall chassi. 
"Someone woke up on the wrong side of the haystack, huh sweetcakes?" 
So, maybe it was arrogant?

She blinked at his words. Sweetcakes? Just who the hell did he think he was?! He had only one warning, and that was her fur bristled then it was a flash of fangs as she struck out at him, but just as quickly she leapt back in the wolfish way of fighting. I am not your sweetcakes. I have never been more insulted in my life! Now she was arrogant, vain, and just a touch to hot headed. Her tail was raised but it was wagging. She had never been treated this way, and in a way....She welcomed it.

"HA!" He barked with a hint of a sarcasticness to her voice, he leapt with laughter. Beyond his belief. Whoah,wait a minute. He was being sarcastic? Odd enough. He blew through his nare harshly, trying to take in breaths fast enough to please his laughter. "Not in this life time, I didn't say you were my sweetcakes. Don't go flattering yourself,now." Voids watched the fem, laughs still lunging at his throat. He shifted, he could have eaisly been struck, but i guess he was lucky this time to have jumped some with good reaction, as well as her leaping back. Hedidn't care who she was. Beside22s, nobody was anyboby. Anybody who thought they were someone; was out of their mind. Everyone was entirely equal to his or hers peer.

She grinned at him, but it was just a flash of a smile. Then her eyes lifted to the figure coming from behind Rhett, and her tail dropped and its wagging slowed considerably. Thanatos....We were just talking. Now, Thanatos was named well. His name meant "Death" And he made sure to live up to it. He was jet black, but had a silver cape upon his back and his muzzle was somewhat white giving him a more aged appearance then others. Talking never gets you far, Yatara. He hissed. Her tail stopped wagging now. Out of all her siblings, Thanatos had to be her least favorite. He was a dark being, and seemed to hate everyone for no apparent reason. Would you just go away!? Nobody cares what you think. She huffed. A smirk was her only reply and immediatly she tensed her muscles. This wasn't going to be pretty.

Complexpeltwas shaken again. His skin felt dry, taveling, dyhydrated,and he was slightly itchy...itchy. Ah, now was the time he'd 'make a foolof himself' by scratching his coat with his hind leg in various places, he probably looked like a mutt. But that was for Rhett to decide."Company."
Rhett sang obliviously. Notpaying attention to the jet ebon wolf-er. He streached his neck out a way comfortably, itchy on his back, even on his shoulder,ears,neck,nose...Nose? He shook his pelt again.
"Thantos, now that's a character's name."
Rhett nodded, looking away from both of the wolves.
"Yatara...?"
He chuckled,quietly. He wasn'tmaking fun of the name, more making fun of Thantoe's.
"Now I see more with a guy like him."
Rhett said, streaching again. Hislong forlegs streached, toes parted. A soft pant escaped his vox.

Her eyes were on Rhett, and she shook her head at him. A warning. Her temperment was much kinder then her black brothers, and Rhett was putting himself into serious danger. A dark growl arose from Thanatos, and he said in a dark and dangerous voice State your prescence here, mutt before I sound the alarm and your killed. He could do it, yes he could. HE could slay the bastard right here and now, but his sister was there. Sweet Yatara, she would kill him if he killed one of her....Friends.

Brow raised innocently. With one more shake of his multi-colored pelt. He yawned. Briefly.Securely.Loudly. His hark-triangles were perkily pinned upwards to Heaven. His orabs watched the black-as-night brute. Almost somthing of a roll came of them, but just slightly. He'd roll hundreds of times if he pleased. But why make the brute throw more threats, instead of just do somthing. Rhett wasn't a guy to do somthing. All the huff-and-puff was pure bullshit. Cowshit. Horseshit!
"Ok,brother. I know you think your somthing special, but your not."
Rhett nodded with a slight sarcasim in his tone.
"Go ahead, kill me, brother. Weare all of canine ancestory. We just spike uniqeness."

She could see it, and immediatly she said Thanatos! Theres someone at the sheep pasture. His fangs had been bared, and he was just about to leap when his sisters voice rang out. A growl arose from him, and he turned to head to the sheep pasture but not before he snapped at his sister. You are not to converse with a mutt, Yatara. Then he was loping away to the sheep pasture, where indeed, nothing was wrong.

Her eyes turned to Rhett, and she offered him a crooked smile. I'm Yatara. Thats...My brother. She shook her head with a sigh. We don't know what went wrong with him. Mama raised us all the same way, good is good, bad is bad. He went...Bad.

Rhetts eyes shifted. If you had personality, or you were just a numball, you may have laughed at it. His auds swiveled, with eagerness.
"Bad is bad....Yatara,split personality."
He barked for moment.

Quit barking! She snapped at him. He was giving the poor girl a head ache, and she had to think of a good excuse if Thanatos came back. She sat down now, as still as a statue. So, why are you here anyways? She asked him.

A small 'huff came from his vox, as well as his nares.
"Barking?"
He tossed his voids around a moment.
"It's what we do."
He woofed with a hint of sarcasim.
"I'm here because this is the first damn place my nose caught scent of, savvy?"