Tyrant

:The First:
Ahg, the pain! What the hell was that things? I growled in my mind, none could hear me, for I spoke not out of my mouth. All I could do was clinch my teeth. The blood spilling from my shoulder, that thing was like the lightning from the clouds going through my arm. I shook my head as I thundered into my brothers domain. What was this, A few new smells since i have been gone.... and one of trash? My nose Wrinkled as the scent intoxicated the air around me. Ok....

:::The Third:::

Large black demon came thundering out of the woods. He was much larger than Crucifed at 180 pounds. Blood red eyes continually shifted as he tried to find the scent where his brother had been standing the longest. Mixed with his brother's scent were three others.

As he made his way to where his brother once was. He spotted two females, one white, and one multiple colors. He growled lightly to them as he paused, then continued his limp toward them. If any wolf could see and know, he had been shot through the armpit and out the shoulder. He stood erect to them, Showing that he was one to be feared. Quietly dipping his head only slightly, " My name is Tyrant, Brother to Crucified. My I ask you of your dubbances?" He stayed silent. Blood gently oozing from his shoulder. When he ran here the wound must have re-opened. He kept wieght off that limb and waited for everyone's responce. " Where is my brother, and that female he was protecting?" He mumbled softly, Ctimson globes searching the land as if he would be able to see them .