Crucified

Hueless oracs scanned the view of his realm, the owners of it before failed to reclaim as he challenged them. So now the land was his. And he would fight for it to remain his. Black tipped audettes stayed erect, listening around the land protectively. Wondering if one should come into the land, should he attack or take heed. This was new to him. But the instinct to be a leader was burried deep within his soul, his body, his mind. He was a natural leader, rough and judgmental, though forgiving and trustworthy.

Lupine sat and continued to watch, wondering if one would challenge. If not he would go out into the world of the valley and look for lone wolves to join his pack. Maybe he could join a few pretty soon.

Ogam

Ogam thundered over the lands with his musculant huanches. His large body gluided along the earth with tenderness. His cranuim held high with domince. His dark orbs with the gleam of hatred, and the glow of darkness of evil danced among the terra of his newly fresh lands. His talons dug deep with harsh pressure into the tough ground. His pelt thick and always prisk.

He stopped in his tracks, his paws pressing into the terra. His dark orbs watching closely for his pack. He wanted them to assemble at once. His audits flickered around to every sound, even of the gental whisphers in the wind to the distant river that runs and the frogs croaking as they sit among the lilies. All so sweet, but ogam so appalled by it. His maw tilted to the sky catching a whif of the chilled air tickle up through him with sents of a tresspasser. He had been away of classified buisness and returnd to find his own evil pack being taken over. The others were still off and wouldn't return for quite a few more days. His mind set to see the brute off in the distance. His muslces tightend and his shoulders pushed forth for protection to his throat. His audits perked forth as her stood with pure domince and came forth to the brute towering over him. His pelt blending with the forests darkness and with a line of bright gold from a streak of sunlight that bleed through the overhanging tree branches. Ogams dark orbs glared at the brute as he bared his ivory canines to a vicous snarl, and on the tips of his ivories was fresh blood. It apeared he had been in a fight recently as it is, such alittle on his ivories indicated he was now well rested from it.

"I leave on buissness and this is what I come to find? A pathetic wolven tryen to take my lands. And he is not even of the night, the evil spirits and the darkness. For I linger in the night watching all, killing those who are weak. I am the whisphers in the wind, and the leader of this pack, and never anything less. You have stubbled to your death. Never do I walk away from a fight until my oppent lies dead. You better hold your breath, cuse your about to fall!" He snapped with a overpowering tone, that thundered over him. His taloons dug into the terra which he stood upown, his pelt brisk and his stance fixed ready for another fight. Something he was strong in. He had experince, skills, and strength. Only one had between him, and he was killer of many. He was one of the devil. No... he controled him. And he was ready for another hell of a fight. Maybe this brute wouldn't be so pathetic.

Crucified

Eyes glinted and stared at the brute as he came upon him so fast. Teeth showing slightly as the brute spoke. " You abandond your lands with no followers, not one to even suggest that this land was owned. How dare you come in claiming it back as if you have had the title this whole time." Flares lit up in his eyes as his hackled rose, daggers digging into the earth herself as he stood in a defencive stance. He was not going to be the first to attack at the moment, though if he felt more threatened he would.

Harks fell flat as the stood before the other wolf, a rage within him started to burn. Burning his veins, Though unlike his father and brother. It wasn't the need to just -kill- it was the instinct to protect what was his. "Leave Bud, If you are big and bad enough, Challenge someone else for their land. You have lost yours."

Ogam

Ogam's mind had shot off with thoughts that emerged in his mind centering with fustration. "Words can not speak for you" He growled in a low tone, his cranuim alined to his spine, as his deep orbs looked up at him. His pelt stood up on his neck and down his rspine, tassel erect. Lifting his cranuim high above the brute His audits now pressed to her cranuim to keep them from being snagged. "This is my home, my shadows that I linger within, no matter what this is were I shall stay, or even my ashes shall cover." He said with a vicous snarl. His words ment nothing, nothing. No ones words ever could get to him. Never could he hear them. Only the yelps of pain from others which he became pleasured by, and the growls which made him restless day to day. Only the night did he feel indestructible, where is soul shreeks with enjoyment of the darkness and hatred that he has. His deep orbs glared at the brute with a reflection of blood dropplets shown by his spirit, the one that lived in his heart, more black then poison.

Fixing his stance quickly, he shifted onto his hind huanches as his maw perfectly leveled. He would launch first. Those so foolish stand and wait, but the exsitment of a fight and a challenge of the first move always was exciting. His tassel swayed as it was streight up, he attaked with little streingth for this was a lore, but to what? Something within his mind as he lept for the brutes maw, his own shut to snap as he comes close, but being broad his swiftness was a low, the only thing about him that was alow. But why was he attaking so carelessly? Ummm...

Crucified

Thistles fastened to his cranium as the beast spoke. Then growled before the other attacked. " You are not to be kicked out of the lands, but leader is not you place anymore." He lowered his body into an attacking defencive mode. When the intruder leapt for him. So did he. But he was as swift as he could be. Teeth lurched up for the brutes chest or neck. Trying mostly to grab his throat. He would not kill the beast unless the brute wished for the end.

Ogam

The brute knew this would be what he attaked for, so early in the game. He was ashamed of the brutes little skills he showed. His shoulders were blocking his lower throat which is what the brute hit. His canines went just barely to his shoulders which were quite muculant and gave him no pain. Just as the brute did so, a slight opening apeared were he was bit, just slightly bleeding, but it was nothing to an experinced demon like wolf. His lashed down fast, just as the brute had struck to place his canines on his skull.

Crucified

He saw the wolf come down like lightning upon him. Teeth grabbing into his white skull. Causing his head to bleed a little. His furious growls grew wilder. As the brute grabbed his head, he threw his head back and tried for the upper more tender part of the wolves neck. Hoping his force would throw the breast neck open to attack.

Ogam

Ogam pointed his maw to the ground still gripping the brutes cranuim crunching down. He pushed down now putting all of his weight on the bite and the brute's cranuim. His force wasn't strong enough for ogam. Nothing to his side had happend that time.

Crucified .+. Tryant

As Crucified's head was pushed farther and farther down. His cries of pain and fury grew louder and louder. He pushed forward, digging talons into the ground as he forced his wieght upon the other brute. Trying to get his teeth to grab the brutes leg.

A large black and gray wolf found his way to the fighting wolves by smell. Deep crimson pools fell demonicaly on the brute who was forcing his weight onto his oldest sibling. Weighting at 150 the brute seemed over large, especially since he was still growing. "Well, well, what happened here? What did you do to piss him off.. - brother." He snarled as his last word escaped his evil grin.

Crucified looked up to his brother, hardly able to believe it was the same pup he left a few months ago. Then resumed to pushing against the brute. Snarls booming loudly. " Trying to get a land, I know I would be a good LEAD." He gave a sharp howl and again gave a great push forward.

Tyrant laughed, " Just like you, Leading a pack? You think your old enough? Looks like you could still use some work." He snickered as his brother tried harder to fight against the brute.

Once again the snow white beast boomed his loud growls. " Get away Tyrant. You have no business in THIS!" He roared.

Tyrant just laughed and sat where he was. Bright eyes gleaming at the two as they fought. He wouldn't let the brute kill his brother. But defeat him, he would happily watch.