Faute (Belial)

Quietly the wolf pup trotted back to Crucifieds territory. He let out what he hoped would pass for a howl for he was still a puppy and working on it. He gazed all around him seeking the white male. He wanted to tell him his real name for now Faute could do so. He was not in hiding any more and he was back at home with his mother and father and the rest of his siblings after he had successfully found his sister Sweetclover. They also had a human living with them now. Well a human child. His mother had adopted the girl and had named her Aila which his mom said meant 'pale' in her native tongue. Aaka rarely spoke of where she had used to live but when she did she spoke of the good parts and not the parts that she tried her hardest to not remember.

Crucified

Lone white wolf came wondering in when he heard the attempted howl. His ears perked and he began in the direction of the call.

When he arrived he greeted the visitor happily. " Hello there Belial, How are you? Did you find your sister?" He questioned softly. Hoping everything was alright. Soon something cause his attention. He sniffed a bit then murmured... " You smell... like human... are you alright?" He stared at the pup's forehead, hoping nothing was wrong.

Faute

He smiled faintly at the male. Softly he said "My names not Belial. Its really Faute but we are not in hiding any more. I found Sweetclover. And yes everything is all right. Mom brought home a human child and now shes living with us." He watched the male for a moment then looked around him. "Mama doesnt know im gone. She went to the Stores and told us to come back but I came here because I didnt want to go home. Dad's there and he doesnt like us very much. Mama says its because hes not used to having pups." He wondered to himself if that was the real reason Legosa hated them. Or maybe the father liked them and just didnt show it. Faute didnt know it was all so confusing.

Crucified

He stared only slightly confused and smiled. " I'm glad to hear you found your sister Faute." He was taken back by the human comment though. " Why keep a human?" slowly images of the pig entered his mind but he shook it away. He felt wolf packs should remain only of canine or preditor animals.

He smiled at his excuse for not wanting to go home. " You are welcome here when ever you like child. And he might not be use to having pups." He smiled, but knew he wouldn't act like that around his own pups. He was still confused about the human though.

Soon the brute was thinking of ways to make conversation, and felt pretty good about his choice of starting words. " So boy, how old are you?" He chuckled lightly. " And what are your plans for when you get older? Staying by your dad's side, or gonna try to make your own pack." He looked around his empty home. " I warn you, it's a bit harder than I though." He let out a slight sigh. Wishing he had some followers, but it was no biggy. He liked his land, and didn't want to be a loner, nor a follower. He stared at the pups chest, wondering if he would answer, or take off...

Faute

"Moms like that. She loves a lot even though she wont admit to it. She has a lot of pride." He smiled at Crucified and said happily "Im a month old now. And guess what? I beat my brother at fighting and hes bigger then me!" Atticus was still angry about that but that was ok. If Faute could beat him once he could beat him again. "When I get older I wanna do what mom did. She lived alone for most of her life until she beat Cortinarri. That had to be cool. Mom says that wolfess was a real bitch-" He stopped there and winced. "Sorry" He mumbled. His mother was one to swear a lot but he knew it was bad. Faute was not one to run but he knew when it was time to flee from a fight but this wolf posed no threat to him and he doubted Cruicified ever would for the male was becoming a friend to him and not an enemy.

Crucified

He chuckled as the pup pulled away from his cuss word. He too began to feel the pup as a friend and not a threat. " Don't worry, I wont tell your mommy you cuss if you don't." He lifted his head and watched the pup, eyes never meeting his. " When you beat a brother, it shows you are dominant, That's a good sign, especially in the wild. You are a fighter." He kept his smile, " And if your dream is to live like your mother, I say go for it! It's wonderful to have a dream in life." He nodded, however his had been distroyed, it was still good while he was younger. The pup might change his mind, or he might not.

" And only being a month old, you have your whole life a head of you. Plan it well, And I warn you about other humans. Not all of them are kind." He smiled and turned around his land, his brother's scent was approaching, but hadn't reached them yet.

Faute

He smiled at Crucified as he said that Faute was dominant. "Sang and I are the lucky ones. We have names from Mamas native language but she wont tell any of us what that is." As the large white male spoke of other humans he nodded and growled darkly. "We met some other humans at the Stores. One of them through a brick at us but mama took the hit. It must have really hurt cause she got really angry. She told us to go back home but I figured I'd stop by here and see how you were and tell you my real name. Even though I liked the name Belial." Belial was one of the four princes of Hell, the prince that would have no master. It fit the psychotic little pup to a T.

Crucified + Tyrant

He liked both names actually. " Faute and Belial are both nice names. You can go by which ever you like most, But you should never forget your true name. It is who you are." He nodded, knowing that a name could affect your personality. " And humans are mean, some are nice, but the majority are mean. It's better to avoid them all together. I have never been into town, And I don't want too..."

The bush behind Crucified shook a bit and he turned to watch the large black figure of his brother appear. " You may not have seen the humans brother." He snarled lightly, crimson eyes shifting to the puny pup. " But I have." He towered 3'6" to his back, four inches taller than his older brother. " They have sticks of fire. The sticks shoot seeds so fast it peirces the skin." He turned his shoulder and showed the both of them the bullet wound. Crucified winced at the site, but turned to Faute. " This is my younger brother, Tyrant," Turning back to Tyrant he introduced him. " Tyrant, this is Faute. He seems to be a born leader, very strong and with great pride." Tyrant stared at Crucified, his heart becoming as black as his fathers, but still, he was kindly to Crucified and his guest. " Strength and pride are both good elements." Bleeding gems turned to Faute. " But remember that the bigger the pride, the more it'l hurt when it's broken. Don't let pride get in the way, and learn to manage your strength. Neither are good unless you know how to control them." The black demon sat and watched the two. Crucified turned to Faute, hoping Tyrant didn't offend him.