Bloodlust looked around the beach, lifting her muzzle and howling. "Shattered?" Bloodlust howled, lookign for her host.

The brown gray wolfess entered the land on tender limbs. The fight seemed to be under control, by the most part at least. She spotted Bloodlust and smiled as tenderly as the pain inside would let her. "My dearest, welcome to my division. You may come and go as you please, I shall offer my protection to the upmost. How fairs thee?" She asked gently and looked at the pups with an even brighter smile as to make them comfortable. "I have not a pack yet. We are at the begining stages so far. We look for only strong members, those who are not so strong we will shelter and protect as long as they offer servace to us. As in, in times of need, to fight by our sides." She nodded and looked out to the crashing waves. "I suggest only play in there when the sun is warm and when you are ready for a mouth full of salt." She laughed, "But enough about there, what of your history. If you wish, I shall tell mine first but it's not so long since I have only lived a little year and a half." She nodded and stared keenly to the middle of Bloodlusts brow, not trying to cause tension between the two.

Bloodlust gave a short nod, laying down on the sandy surface. Her pups were first to enjoy the water, yelping when they found it was rather cold. "Phantom! Nightshade! Oh Phanto you mouseheads! Feel before you jump!" Bloodlust warned her pups, trying not to laugh but she did. "Silly pups. If you wish to tell me, I will listen. My past is much longer then most, full of blood and death. You first, friend" Orbs focused kindly on Shattered.

Ice orbs caught the pups comedian actions and she gave a soft snicker. Clear the sight made an impact on her. The wind the rolled off the waves blew her fur gently but with force. The sun finally making it's descent for the day. Painting the clouds a bright orange red and tainting the ocean a magnificean blue violet. Only a streak of yellow pierced the water as the liquid reflected the father of the sky. The sight would be considered breath taking to the human kind. No less than breath taking to Shattered. This is why she chose here, for this exact moment. Sillouhettes of the rocks began to intense. High contrast in every way.

She was pulled from her stare and she looked down to Bloodlust. Smiling with as much comfort as she offer. "Alright, I shall present first." She said and looked back to the sun. "My name is Shattered, Sired by the feared Vicious and born from the fair Insecure. I've never seen my father, and it may be for the better. Mother says he was horrible. I was born in the land of my half brother, Crucified, raised with the other half siblings. All of us are related to the one eyed beast." She paused and lowered her head to the sand.

"Crucified soon recieved a mate. None were happy with her, I didn't mind but I guess all who were related to Vicious, other than Crucified, were scum to her. I am the darkest of my siblings. I wont save someone I don't know, I wont shiver at the sight of blood. Promise is just like mother, maybe a little more spirited. Absolute is very kind hearted and couldn't hurt a soul... except for those he needs to eat." She lifted a paw and began to gently rake the sand, creating attempted zen like patterns.

"White Tip soon kicked all of the pups from the pack. She didn't like us being there, I didn't mind. I went on my way and found my half sister Risen. She's full blood to Crucified, but nothing like him in any way. She's bent on power, but I believe she has the right knowledge to aquire it. I'm also power hungry, but I wont murder millions to get my way. If I'm offered the power I'll take it, and she offered me a position of Division leader. She said we need a Leader of Heart. Since a lot of the wolves in the land fear they are heartless, mindless zombies. She wishes I prove them wrong. I will rule with kindness, but strength. I will not see my division fail due to my lack of hatred. I actually wish to see this pack as one of the higher due to the comrade-ship we could possibly bond." He eyes again looked at the pups at play. "Why would anyone trade such a sight as glee for something so cold and cruel? I shall not see it that way.

"I shall warn you though, There is one wolf to beware completely in the pack, only until your pups are full grown. Her name is Nachi, she is a pup-crazed she-wolf who is bent on having as many pups as she can handle. You needent worry as long as you stay away from the Cat Division until the three are old enough to be adults. As soon as they hit that age, they are no longer of interest to her." She giggled. "And Nachi wont come here, the Cat Division is very far away. Your pups are safe, and if she gives any trouble I'll fend her off. She is to care for the orphans, she will learn this." The brown wolf sat in silence.

"Mind you, she wont hurt your pups. It is you who she would fend off to have them as her own. But as I have said, she's in the Cat Division, she will not meddle around here." She was silent for a moment once more. Letting the sand kick up and dance infront of them, then die down into its still grave. "That is my short story. As I have said, I have not lived that long. My father has a mighty tale if it is stories you are after, but I doubt he would spill it to anyone. How fairs your history?" Front braces buckled under and she layed in the soft sand. Listening to the roars of the ocean as she listened for Bloodlusts responce.

Bloodlust nodded, her pups showed my interest in the feline rather then fear. "My story...perhaps is much longer. Do you wish to here mine?"

Bloodlust nodded, looking at her pups momentarily and resting her eyes on the ocean for a second. "My Start happened far, far away. My parents I never knew, they were dead by the time my ears began to hear the world around me. My aunt took me in, along with my brother and my two other sisters. My brother, Nuka, was killed while hunting when we were yearlings, a moose stomped him when he got hold of its chest. We mourned for him until our throats were numb from howlings." Bloodlust blinked a gave a shutter. "Then their was the runt of the litter, Singa, called because of her deep, perfect howl. I don't know much about her whereabouts, she might have a mate and pups, she could be dead, or she could be a loner or omega of some pack. I do not know, for I do not care. She tried to kill me with a bunch of outlaws not soon after Nuka died. Her vicious ambitions to be alpha went crazy, she killed our other sister Kipcha. My aunt was killed by two of the outlaw males, and so was our four pup cousins and my aunts mate, Hle."

Bloodlust gulped and stopped for a moment. "I had a mate back then, his name was Blaze because of a reddish pelt. Sometimes I want to believe my pups now are Blaze's but really a outlaw...forced me to carry his pups last spring. I went mad, sheer mad and killed the outlaw that killed Blaze. I felt hatrid in my veins that day, I'm afraid of it coming back. I had another name, Deela, but when I killed of many of her oulaws. She said 'You are a mass murderer Deela! You no longer deserve your name. Your Bloodlust now.' I guess my took my name harshly and continued to tell others I was Bloodlust. I have come to constumed to the name."

Bloodlust stopped once more. "Then I came here after being forcebred, I found a pack but they all vanished. Now I found you, thank you for your protection. I will serve any pack well, now that I'm far, far away from Singa"

The dust bitten female stared blankly at the story. If she were to have been more girly she would have flinched. But she would not let that pain show. "Your enemies are now mine. I shall help you vanquish them. Come to rest, stay as you please. Singa will no longer mess with you, and if she does, it will be her last." She nodded as she inforced the words. Laying completely down, she watched as the light diminished from the sky. "Would you like me to show you the den. Where you and your pups can lay in rest?" She asked softly.

Bloodlust nodded to Shattered, kind soul. Words hadn't been spoken from Bloodlust totally, she knew Singa would not stop killing wolves until Bloodlust was dead. Oh, please let me tell Shattered sooner...I can't cower like this. Singa will get me!...

Bloodlust called her reckless pups over. "Yes, please," Bloodlust said, giving a big yawn.

her sillouette nods to the mother and she stands and begins to lead the way to the warmer dens. This would be strictly for mothers, off limits for those with no offspring. This is the way she wanted it. Soon she was from her lands and into the den area.

Bloodlust thanked Shattered and nuzzled her pups into the den before turning around to Shattered. "I thank you for such kindness, it's been ages since my pups have slept in a den...back when they wer young, two months ago..." Bloodlust looked over at her pups, whom were fast asleep. "I'm glad their, far, far away from Singa."