Malicious

She waited until they were all gone before she went back into her room. Malicious had decided she was not going and Risen would just have to get over it.

Ino

The bird took around through the temple to make sure there was no intruders then spotted Malicious moving to her room. Silently the bird flew into the room and eyed the wolf. "Aye, ya look li'e a rek. Ya know a' Dima's temple thar is a 'eala." She fluttered her wings and jumped a few paces. "Plus they coul' use ya 'elp." With a devilish smile she wheeled around and fluttered back out of the room.

Malicious

Malicious smlied at the bird as it left and laid her head back down. She didn't care if Ino told Risen she'd stayed behind. If Malicious didn't want to fight then she wouldn't.

Amnesia

He moved with dark strength, hidden power. His eyes barely took in the Temple as he moved quickly over the ground, his strides long and graceful. The arctic wolf was quite large, and in his mind, he was in charge. His tail was low, hanging loose and swaying behind him. He caught the scent of another and dark excitement curled in his gut. Amnesia turned towards the scent and followed it like a bee line, never straying from its path. He entered Malicious's room without pause, and when his eyes fell upon her, they narrowed darkly. One such as you should not be left alone. His voice was like whiskey, dark seduction in his voice. He looked like a master of fire, with his white fur on end as it was. He was ready for anything.

Malicious

Malicious looked at the brute. Large and powerful he was, with an air of confidence. She growled softly and heaved herself up, putting a bit too much weight on her bad leg. She grunted and fall down. Malicious cursed under her breath. She looked at the male and got back yp. "Why shouldn't I be left alone? You aren't the god of these lands. But, my god, you are good looking." She smiled sincerely, something she never did, and flicked her tail.

Amnesia

As she growled softly, a dark laugh escaped his maw. His eyes seemed to flicker with dark amusement. Everything but his coat was dark about him, right down to his every movement. He came closer to Malicious, his eyes seeming to flame at her. They left you unprotected. Now, what kind of pack would do such a thing? At her compliment, another round of dark laughter escaped him. Your not so bad yourself, temptress. Tell me, what do they call you? Again those eyes flickered and flamed at her. They call me Amnesia.

Malicious

Malicious wasn't intimidated by the flaming eyes, rather tempted. Her lantern-yellow eyes glinted mischeviously. "Well, Amnesian, I was dubbed Malicious by my bloddy mum. I'm in the Shadow Haunters, a bit of a vicious group, you know. I stayed behind." She stood proud, staring into his eyes.

Amnesia

Amnesia smiled that dark smile as his bone chilling orbs glared into hers, that dark smile still in place. The Shadow Haunters, eh? Never heard of them before. He slowly begins to circle around Malicious. She wasn't some pushover, that much he could see. Not bad. If all the Haunters were such as she, then why were they all together? They should all spread out, fight fire with fire. Well...That was my idea anyways. Those soul chilling yellows come back to burn into her own yellow orbs, his dark smile growing a tad more sinister. Couldn't handle going somewhere, temptress? He had yet to use her real name, and there was a reason for that. Names meant being personal. He didn't like personal.

Malicious

Malicious smiled sweetly and watched him as he circled her. "No, brute, I couldn't handle it with this leg. But, if you try and kill me, I'll reach your throat first." She smirked and returned his gaze.

Amnesia

His smile turned into a dark laugh, and his eyes turned to hers. Question is, could you catch me? Do you honestly think that you are fast enough? He was an arctic wolf. Although he weighed at a mighty one hundred thirty pounds, he was all muscle and fleet footed. Well, sort of. Although not the fastest, he worked hard at trying to be, continuously running. Instead of adding speed, the male was now a being used for endurance and could run farther then many others.

Tyrant

The deep sounds of patting feet came echoing through the halls. The two were being quite loud and it was interrupting the 180 pound beast's sleep. As he grew nearer he began to recognize that the added voice was not a familiar one and quickly his hairs all stood attention.

Like the brute before, Tyrant came into the room without a second though, and without hesitation. Deep red orbs staring their own flames. But instead of hot burning flames, they were cold dark flames that flickered only when the spurts of true rage pulsed through him. Tyrant was usually laid back, but Ino had told him Malicious was here and injured. He would not let the beast further hinder her. "State your business intruder!" He groaned. He had yet to start growling. Snarls would only come before an attack.

The brute sized well over three feet to his shoulders. Though his limbs were thicker and his face more broad than normal wolves. He was made to kill and nothing more.

Malicious

Malicious considered the male and decided he wasn't worth it. Or was he? She stepped around and watched his every move, deciding on one point. There was a fatal flaw to her plan, however, she had momentarily forgotten about her weak leg. She sprang, putting too much weight on her leg and fell at Amnesia's feet. She gorwled and cursed under her breath, not daring to get up.

Amnesia

His laughter was dark and quiet as Malicious fell at his feet. Poor temptress. He murmered to her. Then his eyes lifted to meet the red orbs of Tyrants, and a dark grin spread across his face once more. Does one always need a reason for speaking to another? His attitude was cocky, an arrogant prick you might say, but his tail was not held up and his eyes never truly met Tyrants own. Respect. He knew what it was. He sat down, nearly three feet himself, he sat down and grinned at Tyrant. And what are you doing here? He made sure to keep an eye on Malicious, to make sure she didn't try once more to leap at him.

Malicious

Malicious struggled backwards and stood up, minding her leg. She growled softly and this time, leapt at him. She soared throught the air and aimed right for his chest....

Amnesia

As she leapt once more, the male leapt back as hard as she did forward, and watched as she landed in front of him once more. Come now, temptress. I can't kill someone whose already injured. Thats no fun. His eyes were alight with merriment, laughing at her. His tail twitched, not a full wag but a twitch. Waiting....Waiting...

Tyrant

A dark growl of his own errupted in his throat as Malicious pulled her little stunt. "Stay down, You will only further injure yourself. If you are that brainless you need to be sent to Quil to take some sedatives." A sigh passed through his lips. Then turned to Amnesia. "I am the brother of the lead here and an ally to the pack, I have never seen you and I doubt you have had any interactions with my sister. And there is a difference between speaking with someone on an unclaimed land, but you are on Shadow Haunter Terra and you will comply to demands. Now: What is your business here." He smirked, eyes glimmering with what seemed to be disgust, but he hid the dirty look well.

Malicious

Malicious growled at Tyrant. "You do not control me." She picked herself up once more and tried a different approach. She walked to his face and looked him in the eye. She waited....

Amnesia

His hackles raised as the female came forth and was in his face. He couldn't attack her, she was wounded. Give a guy a break. The male backed up before the female could strike out at him, and he glanced to Tyrant. I'm here because I was in search of a pack. Short, clipped, to the point. His bright yellows turned back to Malicious and he shook his head. Calm down Temptress. I'm not gonna eat you or anything. I'm here in peace. He shrugged his massive shoulders, his eyes dark and brooding upon hers. What was it with her?

Malicious

Malicious smiled and nodded. "Then maybe you should've mentioned that when you came in. I am a bit jumpy today." She smiled sweetly and sat, licking her chops.

Tyrant

He did not try and stop her the second time. Instead he shook his head. "It's your injury not mine. Oh and to inform you some of the troops have arrived. Quil is going to heal them soon you should present yourself to be treated for your injury." He turned to Amnesia and noddded. "Aye, you should have said that before you assumptions were made. Let's not make the same mistake infront of my dear sister." He turned and headed down the hall. "Come, you will meet a few of our warriors." He began to escort both of them to the trio.