Ferus Border Outskirts

Cream colored fur pushed through the terrain, neon green, pupiless eyes pointed to the sky as she watched a crow, she barreled through the terrain in order to keep up. Her body was losing weight, the carrion birds had been failing her for the past month and the small game she killed wasn’t enough to keep her from losing the necessary fat on her body, it had gotten so bad that her hip bones had begun to show through her skin and her musculature was more highlighted than usual. The red stripe down her back shined a brilliant red as she ran through the lush green grass, dodging the occasional tree, where was this bird headed, she had been following it for miles and here she was in the middle of nowhere still starving. Was her luck finally up? Had she finally chased down her last free meal, was she going to starve? The thoughts flashed through her mind like wildfire, how painful it would be to die of starvation, how horribly fitting for a wolf who hated needing others for help, would die because she needed help to bring down bigger game.

Ketaki, a rogue for life, she knew very well she need a new pack, a new family, but before she could think about that a meal needed to be found, a meal that could at least make her a little less ravenous and more presentable to a pack. A few more minutes of running and then she saw it, the circling in the wonderfully blue sky, a flock of carrion birds, each descending in their own time, towards a rather large mostly devoured elk carcass. Ketaki took her, what most would describe as blatantly disgusting, eyes off of the bird she had been following and kicked her pace up a notch, legs pumping as she pushed through the mud and melting snow, ignoring what sloshed up onto her pelt, bringing mud with it. The creamy she-wolf slowed down as she neared the old kill, the scent of bear was still strong, “They must be finally coming out of hibernation then.” The rogue female had picked up the habit of talking to herself, however she finally got back onto the overwhelmingly strong scent of bear, but as strong as it was her hunger was stronger, her eyes searched thoroughly, but by the amount of carrion birds and what little was still left made her fairly sure the large beast was not still around.

Ketaki trotted up, growling and slashing at the birds, one large vulture batted its wings at her, throwing up its talons trying to scare her off, but Ketaki slipped by, her mouth tearing viciously into its wing removing feathers by the mouthful, swinging her head as she tasted the blood begin to spill, and then she let go, watching as the bird struggled away. Her bloodied muzzle was drawn up in a snarl as she slashed the rest of the way to the elk carcass, taking a kill by herself from a huge horde of carrion birds was never an easy task, but she did what she had to do to survive. As the she-wolf reached the kill, immediately she dove in, pulling every bit of meat out that she could, not missing the few entrails that were also left, her claws and teeth working to get at every last bit until her stomach bulged, and her face was covered in flecks of dried blood. The fatty meat slipped effortlessly down her throat and the starving female savored every bite, refusing to give the kill up to the carrion birds, not even after she was gorged, electing rather to drape her body across the exposed femurs warning off any bird that dared to get too close.

She began to doze off, dreams filled with the thought of finally finding a new pack, salmon pink tongue working to clean her muzzle in her hazy, light sleep, her gorged stomach rested peacefully on the ground finally satisfied after a month of being hungry day after day. The breeze blew towards her, whipping the growing grass and as she began to fall deeper into her food induced haze the light scent of the Ferus wolves danced across her nose. Of course she didn’t know the name of the pack, she had never traveled this far east before, never dared to stray over the mountains until it became too difficult to find enough food. She had been unaware of the pack not even that far away from her, following the carrion birds as she normally did all the way around the borders of the wolves. However, she did know they were indeed a pack, and that was exactly what she had been searching for. The creamy female forced her eyes open, finding it difficult to manage, but somehow succeeding, she shook out her fur, trying to awaken herself even more, she looked down at the last few measly morsels of food before tearing them from the bone and hurrying off to trail the scent she had just managed to catch.

As the female traveled, the sound of a loud high-pitched howl sounded, Ketaki halted while she listened to the call, a wolf looking for the same thing she was, a pack. Ketaki picked up the pace again, pelting across the land, dodging the occasional tree and then as if out of nowhere the other wolf appeared, the brown and pearl tinted fur just barely distinguishable from the tree trunks of the nearby flora. Ketaki slowly approached the youngster her own tail hanging, not tucked between her legs and neither was it raised high above her back, the she-wolf’s ears were pricked forward in curiosity. For the first time in her life Ketaki was trying to stand on neutral ground, not asking to be seen as a leader or a threat, and the she-wolf could only hope that would grant her entrance into the pack, for this was her last hope of survival. Slowly Ketaki approached, acting almost bored of the situation before coming to stand complacently before the other, younger female, “Hello, I heard your howl, figured we had the same goal in mind.”

Yrene Alpha Jay

Achak realized how much he hated walking, after years he'd finally come to terms with it, his paws ached and longed to rest even when Shale and Achak slept it didn't help his aching paws. The journey to Ferus did not wear too heavily on him however, he was happy even though he was walking for a week straight he had company. For once Achak wasn't alone. Shale and him grew closer through out their journey and Achak actually had a good time despite the pain. As they reached the border Achak observed the area around them carefully, if this was the place they were to live he'd begin learning as soon as possible, gather as much knowledge as he could. As they reached another new area he realized how truly different it was from the valley he met Shale in. The howl attracted his attention toward two female rogues, he stared curiously. Were they here to join as well? He noticed Shale step closer to him, he tilted his head glancing toward the female their eyes meeting. Achak tensed he was unsure if something was wrong with the female wolf, but he relaxed slightly. They don't seem aggressive... He relaxed slowly, glancing to Shale softly, he understood why he was nervous. Achak puffed his chest up slightly, bringing his head up quickly. "We'd best howl to the alpha first," Shale said in a hushed voice, he nodded slowly. "And then introduce ourselves to these other two." Achak nodded once again murmuring a soft "Yeah you're right" in agreement, Achak readied himself allowing Shale to howl first, then howling after him, to Achak's surprise his howl was strong and bellowed from within his chest. His tail twitched softly as they stepped forward toward the other rogues, he spoke first noticing Shale get nervous once again. "Hello, I'm Achak and this is Shale. Are you two trying to join Ferus as well?" He asked calmly sitting in front of the two, shielding Shale from them as best he could. "Its nice to meet you by the way."

As Mira ventured further into the desert, she heaved a sigh of relief upon finding an opening in the pointed, rocky structures. What lay before there, was the mighty pack her family used to praise about - Ferus. With excitement and nervousness pumping through her veins, she approached the borders, only to hear two howls echoing off the walls of the mountains. Upon cautiously approaching where the calls resounded from, two silhouettes in the distance came into view. With her muscles tensed up on guard, Mira neared the duo to discover two brutes, one covered in charcoal black and the other in cream. It didn't seem that she was the only rogue wishing to join the pack. Watching them for awhile, the ebony female finally decided that the two weren't a threat. After all, they both seemed like friendly wolves. She let herself relax, and tugged her tail as she drew closer, only to see two other she-wolves came forth to introduce themselves. Mira now learnt that the two males were Achak and Shale.

"Hi," Mira finally greeted, as she joined the group that had gathered. "Name's Mira. It's nice to meet all of you."

@ketaki @achak Shale

Achak glanced at Shale softly as the other rogue questioned them. Achak turned to see Shale, he met Shale's eyes curiously tilting his head softly. He watched patiently as another wolf trotted up to them "Name's Mira. It's nice to meet all of you" He nodded to her softly. Achak turned his attention back to the rest of the group, would answer as much as he could. He went to open his mouth but Shale quickly spoke up. He smiled softly seeing Shale step out of his shell slightly, he also made sure to listen to Shale turning over the information in his mind, he sat next to Shale hoping to comfort him as he spoke. "Good going buddy" Achak whispered to Shale as he finished speaking. He looked around at their now small circle of rogues all with their own lives and experiences but they seemed to have the same goal, to become a pack. Achak's excitement grew his tail thudding the ground softly, he hoped they could all grow close, he wished so badly to be apart of a pack again.

“Not much.” Mira leaned in, pricking her ears as she listened keenly to what he had to say. “But I know a little. They’re a small group. From what I’ve heard they’ve had some trouble recently. Taken some losses, but I don’t know the circumstances, who was responsible. But they’re tough. Hardened is a good word. If you’re one of them, you have to be strong. They won’t take just anyone; they have things they’re looking for. Standards.” Right you are! The mighty pack that Mira had always been aiming for. The last word, ‘standards’ however was Mira’s greatest concern. Would she be the strong wolf Ferus was looking for? She sucked in a deep breath to calm her nerves. Mira pushed herself up a little taller, hoping to appear confident but not to assert dominance over the others. “Good luck everyone!” she wished earnestly, flicking her tail to the side. She needed to make a good impression of herself in front of the Alpha, and so did the others.

It seemed that another rogue had grown impatient of the long wait, letting out a resounding howl. Upon turning around, Mira noticed the newcomer, a handsome, light grey brute towering above all of them. He was a walking muscle. Perhaps with just a swish of his tail, he could easily throw Mira’s small frame to the ground. The smell of blood and pine trees hung onto his thick pelt. She noted the arrogant lift of his tail, which was so high that the tail itself was taller than Mira. Nothing about him was welcoming or friendly at all.

When his cold gaze swept over all five of them, Mira could feel a slight chill running down her spine. There was this “dominant” air around him, even though he was pretty much the same as the rest of them. And that was what got on Mira’s nerves. Bitterly, she glared back at him, seething silently. What makes him better than any of us? When a low, intimidating growl escaped from his maw, that did it for Mira.

“Oh, just drop it, won’t you!?” she snarled through her bared teeth, glowering furiously. Mira didn’t care if he could easily snap her head off. His attitude was just unbearable.

Shale @achak Spiras Yrene @ketaki

Spiras narrowed his eyes at the tiny brown female, annoyance quickly turning into rage. Before he could react to her bratty remark, a brute matching his size and build approached him, coming from behind to stand before Spiras with an angry expression painted on his muzzle. "Just cut the shit and save it. You don't look like the alpha to me." The creamy male's comment caused Spiras's fury to bubble to the surface, and it took everything he had to restrain his attack. He only let out an enraged, rumbling growl. He coldly looked the giant over and concluded that he was worth fighting, but made no move to initiate.

Instead, Spiras glared into the wolf's eyes, doing his best to intimidate the giant with his piercing violet gaze. He spoke, his voice deep and confident. "Name yourself," he commanded. "I am called Spiras." Though his eyes communicated everything, he still dared the wolf to go against him with his words, as well. "If you wish to challenge me, I will gladly take you as my opponent. However, I am against the idea of engaging in battle and sustaining wounds before the alpha arrives." He knew that with this remark, he was admitting that he indeed was not in charge. Still, it didn't bother him, as he was already well aware. Spiras's goal was solely to assert his dominance among his future packmates. This wolf, however, seemed promising enough to be his equal; and his response would determine the truth of that.


OOC: Sorry if I've actually offended anyone. I hope you don't mind my baby being a jerk to everyone ^-^

Mira @diablo Shale Yrene @ketaki @achak