Ella

The sound of hoofbeats echoed over the ground as a beautiful blood bay mare galloped through the tall grasses. She lifted her head high into the wind, her black mane whipping back and licking at the sky. Her long black banner strung out behind her, flowing and streaming like a flag. A loud squealing neigh escaped her maw gleefully, sounding happy and carefree. It felt great to run with the wind, feel her heart beating against her chest. After a long gallop across the open prairie, her long legs carried her slender body slower, bringing her to a halt a few minutes later. Her mane flung forward then, flying out past her head as she stopped, breathing in a deep breath of fresh air. After taking a good look around, she dropped her head into the tall grasses and lipped up some shorter blades, flicking her banner behind her as some annoying bugs began flying around her. Life was good.

Tyrant

An ebon brute made forth into the land of tangled grass. His wounds had started to scab over, leaving no more driblets of blood along his rough and thick coat. Fighting was stupid; the only thing that rung through his mind. And yet how much he loved the thrill of fighting, the thrill of protecting. But to see your mother's body rise to the surface of the water which protect your sister. Something he would not be able to let go so easily.

"Mom..." He whined silently, moving faster now, more blindly now. Crimson eyes clouded in thoughts of dismay. Tears creeping along the edges but he growled and they trembled away; Sliding down his cheeks but never falling. It wasn't until the equine almost toppled him over in her flight did he resume to reality.

He was quick to dodge then looked at the mare as she grazed. Moving slowly toward her, his head down and eyes wide. She looked pretty young, but how young he wasn't sure. "Excuse me," He said in a soft and kindly tone. "Do you know of any lone animals that are wishing to seek a group of animals against the whole Lurker Haunter War?" He said calmly. Staying well out of quick-strike distance.

Ella

Ella was oblivious to the wolf lurking around, only really paying attention to what she was doing. Despite that, her auds flickered and swiveled, probably making her at least look alert, yet she was caught up in the tasty grass. It wasn't until the wolf spoke that she flung her head up with a start, circling around quickly to get a better view, but making sure she didn't trample whatever it was. A wolf would have been the last thing on her mind, so when she seen him, she practically let out a scream. Just as her mouth opened, she realized he didn't seem very ready to attack her. Her limbs locked into place as she stood there staring at him, auds pricking and turning at his words. Why would a canine be talking to her? "Um, no," she simply replied, her voice a bit shaken up by the recent scare, but then she thought. She didn't know anyone around here, so this was probably her best bet to get to know anyone. "Er, what is this Lurker Haunter War thing anyway?" she asked, not sure of why she just asked that. It was probably better to just turn and leave-- but then you never turn your back on a preditor.

Tyrant

Not even a flinch, Tyrant didn't flinch as the horse became startled at his presence. He must admit, he was a beastly looking thing with mats of scabs clumped and clinging in his fur. He had been lucky enough to steer clear of tiger claws, but that didn't make up for the number of canines that had out numbered him in the fight. Nor was there much of an excuse to have the large bump on the back of his head, and his jaw somewhat swollen. In fact; after seeing his mother's corpse surface, everything was a haze. Running into the water, and then everything went black as far as his memory went.

As she answered with her first 'no'. Tyrant responded with a disappointed bow and a "Thank you" then turned but was stopped and turned to her at her question. "Possibly the end of the valley. heh. If that's a way to put it. Things wont return to normal after it is over. Whether others want to admit it or not. The Lurkers are fighting to keep everything in the valley the same. The Haunters are looking to wipe out the entire valley and start with a new plate. Except this valley would follow them and not the old ways. They have many, and are normally classified as either with the Haunters or with the Lurkers, I'm trying to create a median. A refugee pack for those who want to take no part in this." He wheezed a little, to much taking had caused a headache and he squinted to will it to go away.

Ella

Ella stared at the wolf, her muscles loosened a bit, though the tension refused to sibside. She didn't understand why a wolf would come to ask her anything. Didn't they eat things like her? Sighing deeply, still recovering from the bit of shock, she settled her head down and resting her thoughts a moment.
At his words, she felt startled again. She was new to the valley and didn't know anything about it, but she just had to stumble into a place that obviously wasn't settled as far as others opinions were concerned? A bit taken aback, but overall interested in the seemingly neutral, if you would call it that, pack, she raised an inquisitive invisible brow at him. "Well, I guess I could always join in on your pack," she stated, though her voice hinted at uncertainty, "I never did like fighting or anything, to tell the truth," she then added, needing something to back herself up. Kind of cheesy all in all, but what else could such a newcomer as her say? She needed to think, and quick.

Tyrant

He lifted his head slowly. It was almost as if invisible surprise. Tyrant hadn't really expected to gain the filly's trust so quickly, but he offered a smile none the less. "I would be greatly honored if you would join us. I only have a few, but I wish to gain more. The pack members are two secretary birds, and a wolf hybrid. As well as myself, of course." His smile was half given. there were only four members in all, five if Ella really joined. It was a start at least, and he didn't really expect an explosive intro. "The pack land is located in the Ocean Breeze Forest. If you would like to go there, inform Azin that you are a new member and you will be welcomed. As for myself, I must continue to search for others who do not wish to take part in this war." With a deep bow he moved around the mare and trotted into the depths of the forest.