Small Discussions

<Sarosh> <Sarosh> The small white female had slept away most of the morning, well, most of the day actually. With a small sigh she rolled over onto her back with a languid stretch, before slowly rolling onto her feet. Stretching again, this time with her rump in the air and her head down, she let out a lazy yawn. She hated waking up. -

<Kyoa> Quick-stepping performed by the blackened female demonstrated just how tender her physical vessel was following the previous spar between herself and Sarosh. Despite their harsh encounter, Kyoa would bring herself over towards Sarosh with a delicate smile etching onto her facial features. As she sat aside the female, she would glance around at the other wolves gathered, casting forth a nod.-

<Morrigan> Morrigan hummed under her breath, the leisurely moments that followed carnage and destruction always bringing her a certain level of calm and peace. She flicked her gaze to the left as a motion in her peripheral caught the short attention span of the young female. A slippery smile flickered over her black rubbery lips as the movement turned out to be the shuffling hop of a rounded bunny. Having so something living to play with was always far more entertaining than her thoughts. Instantaneously, her bones shifted from laying against the ground to rolling her form into a poised crouch. A mischievous glint shading her eyes a darker amber than their usual hue.

<Sarosh> The summer heat was making for a lazy day, and even in the shade of the trees, the sun's warmth couldn't be escaped...it was uncomfortable to say the least. Sarosh hated summer, she hated the heat, she hated the sun, she hated all of it. Blinking at the sight of a black figure approaching her, she brought her lips up into a faint wolfish smile, also feeling the soreness of her own injuries from their previous spar the day before. Flicking an ear in soft greeting, she saw Morrigan as well make her way to the center of the clearing, and gave the Superior a sheepish smile and a nod.-

<Morrigan> While she didn’t see the other wolves lounging in the shade behind her, Morrigan was aware of their presence. Some of her attention going towards flicking her ears back at them… just in case anything interesting happened while she was pursuing something that would go down with little fight and spill it’s blood across the dusty ground. A few agonizingly slow paw steps brought her a few feet forward,  slinking along the dirt and broken grass stubs like molasses being poured across a lawn as she monitored the grazing habits of the bunny and his delicious little heart.  Her heart.

<Kraven> Kraven was lost, and not in the physical sense but the mental one. He had bit Skull and he had gotten a bite right back. As far as he knew she was still lost, what was he to do next. With no mistress he was just an omega with no claim. The pain that radiated through his jaws meant the spark was still there, his fight was still there. For what felt like the first time in a long while he was doubting his place. Becoming an omega was born of great sacrifice, saving that certain special pale omega from Skull's wrath. It was worth it of course, he'd never regret that. Though Kraven now wondered why he stayed down. Perhaps it was the hunger that drove him to do what he had to, to survive. Jaws tightly clenched the omega stared off, ignoring the droplets of blood that welled up and dripped from the pressure he had applied to the wound.-

<Sarosh> The white she-wolf gave Kyoa a quick lick to the side of her face before deciding to go wonder off. She was new after all, and she supposed it was time to meet the rest of the back. She couldn't stay glued to Kyoa's side forever. With that, she stood and looked around the place, and her eyes fell on a lone wolf, a little bit of a ways from everyone else, and she decided he would be the first she formally introduced herself to. Giving herself a quick stretch, the wounds from her spar with Kyoa the day before still sore and achy, she made her way over to the wolf, and as she got closer, she noticed he also seemed a bit wounded himself. - "Did you spar someone?" - she asked, perhaps a bit rudely as she didn't bother with a greeting or any formalities. -

<Kraven> The sound of a voice speaking to him broke through his thoughts. Staring at the female he blinked and exhaled licking the blood away with a swipe of his tongue. "No. My mistress took a chunk from my flesh." the response was calm. The title felt odd on his tongue without Skull being in her right mind. If she never recognized him again he would have to figure out how to drop the title. Cringing he shook his head and took a breath.-

<Morrigan> Morrigan almost turned her head to look at who Sarosh was talking when the conversation filtered through her ears but then she remembered that blood was on the line. Determination seeped over her fur as she knelt closer to the ground before shoving off of the Earth and leaping for the small sack of blood and guts that brought some drool to her tongue. Heat flashed over her limbs as the rabbit and herself twisted into the graceful and rabid dance of life or death. Her teeth reaching forward to snap around the dusty poofed tailed she seeked.

<Squash> Tilting her head, she plopped down in the dirt, and let her fluffy white tail fall protectively over her paws. - "Your mistress?" - Being new, Sarosh didn't entirely know all the customs of the pack, and to her, mistress must mean one of the alpha's, since she couldn't really logically figure anything else out in her head. - "Ariseus?" - She wondered out loud to the omega. - "Why did she bite you?" -

<Morrigan> A paw shoved forward to pin down the struggling lump of fur that the rabbit had been reduced to. Fear tainted its odor but Morrigan was nowhere close to being done with it. She needed something to practice on. To play with. So her jaws opened enough to fit around the wriggling body before applying enough pressure to break the skin and keep a firm grip on the smaller creature. Lifting her head, the the cream colored female turned and made her way towards Sarosh and the wolf she was talking to.

<Kraven> Shaking his head furiously Kraven shuddered" Not the lady Ariseus.." He didn't view himself as worthy to be an alpha's pet at all. "Skulltulio is my mistress." Clearing his throat he explained quietly to Saroash. "I bit her first, thats why." He didn't want to just explain it all to this stranger, it seemed odd.-

<Squash> The she-wolf made a "hmmpph" noise just as Morrigan strolled up to them, and though she was new, she knew who the cream-colored Superior was. She nodded her head softly in greeting, and then flicked her ear back towards Kraven. - "This is strange..." - she said to the male, eyeing him softly. - "Do you usually bite people? "

<Morrigan> Morrigan chuckled at Sarosh’s question. Having found herself wishing Kraven did bite more wolves recently over the past day or so. Carefully, she placed the rabbit down only to lean a paw over it’s spine. Keeping it well pined to the ground as she decided where she would begin pinching and piercing. Or perhaps pulling… a blood tinged grin trickled across her lips as her imagination danced around a gory circle.

<Malachai> The forest was perplexing, towering trees stood motionless, with nary the littlest of breezes to move them, and not the smallest of creatures present to scurry amidst the forest floor. Malachai strolled along, carefully picking his route over brambles and sticks, not under any condition worried about the area, nor his surrounding environment. He ceased at a particularly large tree in a clearing; he gradually and systematically dragged his paws down the ancient bark of the looming tree. He ventured back, happy with his extend. He inhaled profoundly, his nose distinguishing the diverse aromas of the wolves that possessed his sister’s terrain. Rounding a small embankment, Kai halted to observe at the long dead cadaver of a deer. Her eyes had long since rotted away, and her stomach tore into, the smell of decay lingered in the air. The bones were uncovered, and the flies still hummed around the carcass. The obsidian male soon grew tired of the wretched scent and continued off toward another direction, through the woods. The slight breeze screeched through his structure, as he was then tormented with the approaching smell that was not far from his current position. Though this was some of the pack members, and not another rotting body. His tongue dangled between his agape columns of teeth as his frame grew noticeably more sweltering due to the warmth, while intermittent heartbeats blasted from within. The canine stopped once he encountered a few wolves, one of which was his niece, Morrigan.  The other two he was unfamiliar with but regardless he greeted them with kindness. The canine dipped his head in respect, his luminous orange irises growing toward the pair of strangers. “Greetings”

<Kraven> Sending a side glance towards Morrigan his tail flicked against the ground lightly. Shifting his attention back to the other female he responded lightly. "Not usually..at least not my mistress. She is lost to me." he stated jaws twisting into a grimace. "Morrigan." Greeting the female with a light grunt his gaze dropped to her rabbit for a brief lingering moment and then away again.-

<Squash> The smell of blood drew Sarosh's attention away momentarily, as she glanced down at what Morrigan had caught, and though the Superior female had wandered over to the group, she seemed content to play with her food, and to just listen to the conversation. Smiling mostly to herself, Sarosh turned back to Kraven, still confused but too shy to ask questions. - "Well, that sounds...cynical. But will your wound be alirght?" - she asked, mostly as a formality. It was at that moment a larger black male showed up, another stranger to her. Scrunching up her nose in mild curiosity, she flicked her fluffy white tail at him, and mimiced his head movement. - "Hello...?" - she wasn't sure what his name was, or his rank so she left it simply at that. -

<Morrigan> The cream wolf glanced up as her name was uttered, avid interest catching another movement in the foliage. A movement that turned the trio into a group of four. Manners trickled over her head, reminding her that there was such a thing as saying hello. They prompted the female to offer a burgundy tainted grin and a tilted head to the three wolves. Her tail flicking impatiently behind her rump as she dropped her head to gracefully drag an incisor across one of the rabbit’s legs, breaking the skin and dragging it back with the force expended. But then she raised her head as if a thought had just occurred, forgetting about the crimson blood spilling into the dry ground.  “Congratulations on your promotion, Uncle.” She purred. The chunk of flesh that had been pulled from his jowls would leave an odd shaped distortion but it wasn't anything serious. "I will heal, I'm not too worried about that." Shifting his weight he warily looked at the large dark male that had approached to greet them. The fur along his hackles rose but he didn't speak but instead ducked his head somewhat submissively. Grumbling to himself, uneasy with so many strangers appearing. Dragging a breath into his awaiting lungs he merely opted to listen to the conversation that poured from Morrigan's jaws in a croon.-

<Malachai> Malachai twisted his neck to the right, the hairs from his coat streaming delicately in the summer breeze. "What on earth were you talking about beforehand?" The obsidian canine asked shifting his head, inquisitive from the dialogue he had caught, due to the fact he was missing the previous chunks of conversation. "I see you've collected a snack" Kai expressed what could clearly be seen, as he gazed at the rabbit carcass that dangled from his niece's jaws. A portion of the blood had already dried, yet, the rest of which trickled down the dull pelt and sunk into the ground beneath. His pumpkin like eyes at that point redirected to the third figure, that being a male who as of now showed himself as powerless. His meek position alone as of now passed on his absence of self-assurance, in which Malachai felt frustrated about the canine yet in the meantime it made him somewhat pitiful. "Thank you kindly" The wolf answered to the superior, gesturing his head as a small grin formed upon his face.