Fallen

Like a shadow stalking it's being, she prowled through the lands of the other wolves. Tassle held straight out, more low then high showing that she was the bottom of any chain. Crimson optics shifted side to side. The light reflected seemed to make her cry crimson tears. Though it was only an illusion.

Pads brought her out into the light and area of the woods into a small clearing. If it were day, she would be easily scene. Though if it were to be night, she would be very well hidden.

There she stood still in the night. Not a muscle twitched in her body. Until she was ready for the pack to know she was there.. if they even roamed the land. Her head was thrown back and a long drawn out howl filled the air around her. Calling to the ones of the land to her. Hopefully they had a better offer then the last pack.

Distract

An answering howl, some where in the distance.

Then the soft sigh of coniferous trees as their feathery limbs are stirred and a black dire wolf steps out in front of you. Pools of molten sapphire regard you calmly from their location on a handsome, black facade. A question shimmering in their depths. Caudal appendage oscillates stiffly round heavily muscled haunches. He waits.

Maura

Maura let out her own howl. Maybe they would finally have another member. The shewolf loped out to the side of the other wolfess. She had the same coloring as her. The crimson optics were the same too. Like twins....like Black Fyre. It didn't matter This wolfess was no relative of Black Fyre and she knew it.

Fallen

Oil sleek bruja turned to the male, then watched as the female came beside him. Noticing their similarity, though she payed no mind. She didn't feel as outcasted with two black wolves infront of her. For most of the wolves she met were gray. She lowered her head respectively and her tail lowered. Though she repeated her question, as she asked to another brute. The only thing different between her question, was her tone. For she was more comfortable here.

I ask simply. For you to try and convince me that the pack life is the way to live. And if i were to be in a pack. What would you have to offer?

She grew silent, her eyes glinting slightly with their bloodshed glow. Though her eyes never met with either of the two. For she was not of the type to fight.

Fallen

The fea noticed that neither had replied. She was going to give these two more of a chance. though she began to think other wise. Tiara turned and she trotted out of the land. Maybe a pack life wasn't what she wanted just yet.

Distract

Distract watched the shadow flee from his land. It was odd, that a shadow, a dark thing, would fear the night yet thrive in the day. He shrugged and turned to look at Maura with cool, deep eyes of azure blue. One eye, the pupil sporting a slight haze like a cloud, looked unseeing. The other saw, and missed nothing. He sat on his muscular haunches and pondered the strange new banshee that had come and gone so quickly. He should not have to convince anyone, anyway. They would come of their own, or they would leave. If they left, a pack they must find, or die they will. He wondered if Maura shared his views. He couldn't help but think that she looked lonely.