hell

flaming hide zigged in and out of the temple. Tounge lolled to one side. tellow orbs looked out about the lands. Paws hit the stone and rose once more.She was out of place her hide was dull her eyes dull but she was full of life. Flames bruned deep within her. She was not to preety but not to shabby either. tail was raised and head her own leader.

Kanan

Although he was an adult now, Kanan had the innocences and nature of a pup still. Most of his pelt was white, but he had a gray mask-marking on his face, some gray on his shoulders, and neck. And his eyes, taking after a trait of his mother's, were blue. He was still in very high spirits after making one of his first kills completely on his own, and a good sized one at that. In the light mood of his good nature, Kanan bounded across the land, leaping from stone to fallen pillar at a quick rate.

By the time he noticed the fae, it was almost too late. The energetic wolf was flying down a pillar too fast too stop. With a yelp of surprise, he tried to jump out of the way before colliding with her...

Hell

Eyes looked up in time as the yelp was heard. Hair bristled upon her back and fangs gleam. Her yes were void but she looked mean even though most f her had a soft look to her body so she was funny looking. Feet try to move but to late she slide into the pup, well he slid into her. Voice snapped it was soft but her bristled hair made it emaner." Watch out were you are going mutt"

Kanan

He springs back, flashing a sheepish grin at the fae, "Uh, sorry 'bout that!" his ears were pulled back, showing he meant no harm. But, even though he was an adult, he was too rambunctious for his own good. And this was what it got him! Kanan studied Hell for a moment, "I'm Kanan." he finally blurted out, giving his lanky white tail a shake. Insults bounced off him rather easily, unlike his sister Umay.

Hell

dulll yellow eyes watched his movements. her own gather lanky form was brought up aginst gravity once more. " I am Hell' That is all she said. deep within her dulll spirit the real her tried to claw its way free of the chains she had put about it. her once livid coat matched her eyes. Filthy and matted. Deep within her hateful heart was a real nice wolf, just resevred and afriad.