Rellan

The red merle stepped up to the tall grasses, gazing up at the unique coloring from his lower position. It was swaying lightly in the cold winter breezes, which chilled him to the bone. He was protected from anything further than a chill, though, because of his extra thick pelt. It kept him warm, even through this seemingly freezing climate.

Sighing, with his warm breath billowing off into steam and then disappearing, he turned his head and spotted a snow-covered rock sitting not too far off. Padding over to it, he easily hopped onto the uneven surface. At that moment, a forepaw slipped from a bit of ice, and he quickly lowered onto his belly to avoid falling over. That's when he simply just laid there, deciding to take a quick rest before trying to find any living breathing life.

.:.Disturbed.:.

She had disappeared again. AGAIN! Fury filled my black body as I snarl, my body seemingly gliding over the ground. I had come from Transylvania, and was much larger then many wolves. There was an ancient legend saying that I was Dracula in his wolven form. So they had captured me, and released me here in America where I could wreck the same havoc as I had there. To bad I really hadn't done to much. My red blue eyes wander the terrain when they land upon that of an odd colored being. I move forth, muscles bunching beneath a pelt of darkness. As I near him, I say in my dark tone Speak your name, tresspasser. I have little patience on this day. I looked fearsome, and hating. Which, I kinda was but lets not get into that. I was wanting to lay into the male, but couldn't for he had done know wrong. So, I guess I couldn't do anything yet......

Rellan

The shepherd's eyelids were slowly and easily beginning to gain heaviness, and drop down over his reddish eyes. It had been a long and tiring trek here, and he was looking to catch some sleep. Just a few little minutes would help him. But nooo, someone had to come up and disturb him. Right on the brink of him dozing off.
Still terrifyingly tired and all too cranky, he let out a harsh snort and growled. "I'm no tresspasser, wolf!" he seemed to snarl out, though it wasn't a snarl. He was wanting a rest, but he could never get one. At least a decent one. The whole reason for him being so irritable lately. His reddish eyes stared hard at the wolf, as if uncaring about the appearance or any threats that may be thrown his way. When he was in moods like this, nothing meant anything to him, technically. So now he stood there, entire bulk turned to face the wolven canine, ready to shoot out a few more hasty words until he fully came back to his senses.

.:.Disturbed.:.

A dark snarl arose from deep within my chest. A canine that would not respect another? Then he sure as hell didn't deserve my respect. When I spoke, my accent was evident and I said in a tone that would chill the glaciers of Antartica On the contrary, child. Your in my domain, which means that you must wish to play a little game. Speaking in rhymes and riddles, my red and blue streaked eyes bore into this others as I took another step closer, massive bulk bristling with anticipation. I could feel saliva pooling into my mouth at the thought of this others blood. I hadn't eaten today....But this...Would make quite the meal.....

Rellan

Rellan was paying no attention at all to the wolf, let alone what he was saying. His tired red-tinted eyes held the look of sheer anger and, of course, crankiness.
Snorting, he finally drifted back to reality, but he wasn't about to let his guard down. Oblivious to how he had just been, he gave his head a harsh shake, his own fur bristling along his neck and back. "No, you child, I'm on no one's domain. I don't see your name on it, nor your scent!" he growled out bitterly, the cold itching him on as well. Now this wolf was getting on his nerves. Rellan was always ready to spring into action, and this looked like the time for that. Soon... Very soon.