Vicious

Being the king of his own world, he thought to go on a walk as if he did rule the real world. Though in the back of his mind, the thought of his sister wanting to tear open his stomach still dwindled. And the thought was anything but comforting.

He shook his massive broad head as he plundered into an unknown area. In fact he had never been to storm valley. Seein it covered in a thin sheet of snow brough a small softness in his eye. Like a home, but he was never to find a home. He was destined to stay in one area for a while, and then move on to the next with little attachment to the last. He wasn't bound to his daughter's territory. Nor to the lands that he hunted on. No, he was a lone wolf and always would be.

Heaving up a deep sigh, Vicious stopped himself on a ledge that took a deep slope into a valley between hills. He watched them with his emotionless eyes. Then looked up and watched around; it wasn't until now that he smelt the land was owned by a pack. With a deep growl he backed a little. His overly thick legs stiffening for a moment as he barreled chest inflated to make him look bigger than he already was. He was mixed with a Dire wolf. An old ancient wolf that had died off long ago. He still held many primal looks: Rough thick fur, long curved claws, and fangs that didn't quite fit into his mouth. His head was large and broad, as was his barreled chest. While his legs with stocky and short. Not made for running, but for power. His tail was much shorter than it should have been, but that was just because a quarter of it was taken from him in battle.

To add to his strange looks, the brute had one eye, the other had been purged by what looked like a crow-bar scar. Wounds tattered around his body. Leaving both bleached and tainted scars alike. One would consider him a nightmarish figure. Others see him as a demon. But most just saw him as their father, for he was a terrible little rapist. Who wanted to spread his seed; even if his past packmates saw it unworthy to pass. To them; He was a coward.

Silia

Silia Sora's little sister padded around their land. She was the calmer and kinder of the two and by looks as well. Her tail curled abover her back fr she was the only one here. She yawned and shook her body of some snow. Then her nostrils picked up the scent of the intruder and she stood stock still for moments to pass.head lifted to the sky to catch the males scent. What did this male want? Her brother was off talking to the Shadow haunters to gain their alliance so she was the only one here.She quickly moved toward the source now to see a male back up a bit as if he realized he had just stepped on owned land.She growled slightly.may I help you?She questioned.My name is Silia Sister to sora what is your purpose hereShe then stated afterwards.

Vicious

Unknowing that his sister had accepted the alliance of Sora. Vicious' fangs veered as he was approached. "My name is Vicious. My family heritage is none of your concern. And my purpose here is to simply take a walk." Suddenly his body shivered and he stood tall on his toes. "No, you cannot help me." His voice grew deffensive and his tail lifted even with his back. His head lowere agressively but his movements pushed him further away from her.

For a moment he was still, silent. Then a grin apprehended his lips. "You're belly looks a little vacant." He said with a vile tone. His eyes now hungerly looking at her stomach. He unconsciously licked his lips as his eyes ate at the view. A soft snicker shook him out of his daze as his eyes met hers again. "You tell me your brother, who is your mate?" He was silent. Eeriely silent.

Silia

She growled at him her head lowered for moments as he spoke and looked at her the way he did and then he spoke of her stomach and her fangs became visible.Don't even think of it...She snarled.her ears flicked forward.As of now I have no mateShe growled.

Vicious

His silence broke into a small string of laughter at her comment of nothing thinking about it. "It's to late deary, I've already planned." But to woo or to rape the female was the next step. He lifted his massive head as he grew slightly closer to her. Careful not to let her strick him. Though still pushing the limits of personal space. "My my, you are a pretty one. And to quickly judge me. I would not offer my seed if I did not think it would complement your already perfect stature. I have plenty of offspring in the valley. All of which are strong and feared, You do not wish to harbor such strength and to have your name spoken on the lips of such a highly placed creature. And your name next to mine as they spill out how they were created to fit such a dieing world." He grew close quickly. Letting his hungry breath attempt to trickle along her spin as he passed around her back end. If she had let him of course. If not, he would simply let the lustful air escape into a cloud from his mouth into the cold winter atmosphere.

Silia

She growled at him and her tail flicked.Her eyes narrowed and she growled then she listened to him again. She stood there just staring at him her head turning as he went toward her hind end.Get out of my brothers land

Vicious /\ Hestier

Snarling he lifted his head up high as she threatened for him to leave. He laughed out loud and pushed her rather roughly. "You are in denial of power. Why is this? Do you feel you have no control? Do you feel pathetic and worthless?" He snarled before another creature came from the darkness.

A white wolf came out from the darkness. His dusty brown eyes narrowing a bit before he barked out. "Vicious! Risen has accepted an alliance with this pack. I suggest you leave them be."

A wicked snarl escaped the father. "No son of mine will tell me what to do you pathetic runt!" Hestier remained calm. "I'm no son of yours, I have no parents. Leave the fea be." He growled and moved in. Forcing his way between his father and the female. His eyes burrowing in to the single orb of Vicious. There was a moment of silence before Vicious snorted. "Brat..." Then his eyes looked at Silia. "Bitch..." And with that he turned and trotted away. Leaving his oldest son with his lost victum.

Silia

She growled and lowered her head.I could take you you piece of trash any dayShe snarled. She then looked to the white wolf who came out.She watched him warily and then nodded to him.Thank youShe spoke and then watched the other and glared.Look whose talkingShe spat at vicious.Though in truth her brother wouldn't of even cared if Vicious bred to her he had liked the sound of Vicious but of course Silia hadn't known this.

Hestier

The white wolf watched Vicious leave and then turned to Silia. "We cannot be breaking alliances. Although Vicious is just an ally of the Haunters, as I am, I'm well sure they would be blamed for such actions and lack of control over their loner allies. If you have any trouble, just call. My name is Hestier, Son of darkness and light. Born of nothingness." He gave her a nod and began to trot away.

Silia

she nodded to him and sighed and then wlaked away herself.

Vicious

Waiting for his son to leave, Vicious quickly came back in moments after his son left, an forced his spawn upon the female.

Silia

she growled as the other did this.She snapped at him after wards.