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[NIA]

His massive paws sunk beneath the sand quickly. His bulk was more than the desert-like land could handle. He took another step, his paw just as easily sinking below the surface of the tiny crystals as his first step upon this forsaken death trap. A desert like this must be hiding something somewhere. A desert, to him, was rarely seen in this large land. This land held many packs that he knew about. There were the Deadly Glare, Shadowed Wrath, Misted Skies, the Hold-Outs, and then the Rebles. Something was up because Fang smelt another wolf far, far away. His nose led him this far, so there must be a wolf around here somewhere. He did not know if it was a brute or a femme, but that did not matter...

Fang panted as his ebony fur held in the heat from the sun. This was a disadvantage, thanks to his pelt color. Dripping, salty sweat rolled off of his body as if it were water. His fur drentched with pesperation, the food he ate and the water he drank earlier, were not doing a good job at supporting his current state. If he didn't hurry, he would become dehydrated. A wolf would not be out here for nothing, so Fang assumed that there was a precious land nearby. A land hidden from all of the others. The problem was, it was h*** to get there. With each step he took, it felt like it would be his last. After three hours of walking, he laid himself onto the ground. Exhausted, his mind blurry as his vision was, he howled, hoping that anybody would come to him to actually prove to him that there was atleast a wolf out here.

"This is the Devil's Treadmill..." Fang said quietly as his hard gaze looked out to the steaming horizon of the tan sand. His gaze looked around everywhere, making sure that all of the places around him were seen. He is sucspitious about this place. It's not everyday you see a land of pure nothingness...

[Greystarre~Luna]

...cause tomorrow's another day... Thankiez Kelai fer this purrtehful set!!! Also, I'm playing this as if they're just now meeting ^^ He'll be deemed Sub-Alpha afterwards BTW, sorrehz fer the shortness and suckiness...I'm being rushed...>.< ...and i am not afraid... What's done is done...Nothing and nobody can stop me... Shut up! The mental arguement quickly dissolved when grey auds caught a howl. A howl? Didn't one know of the rules of joining a pack? Surely not; it was rude to howl on borders. Especially if you were to meet the Alpha, such like this one was. Turning her silvery-grey petite form towards where the wolf lay, she began running in his direction. Her slender, long legs looked like a blur as her steps were light atop the sanded desert; she had become accustomed to the desert-like home. Slowing, Grey had found the wolf quickly, and she pulled her lips back, letting a snarl escape her jowls. She held herself high, her tassle bristled behind her, and she glared down at the lying male with her piercing amber opts. "Who're you to howl on my borders?" she snapped angrily. "And what is your business here, wolf?" she added, her voice harsh. ...bring on the rain... Pack Dying Tears | Rank Alpha Female | Mate Coronus [missing]

[NIA]

'Why is she so angry? Did I do something forbidden...?' Fang thought.

"My bussiness here is your scent." He replied calmly, trying to contain his anger. The anger boiled throughout his huge body. It was a volcano about to erupt. This was not good...

The weather must have gotten even hotter because Fang was panting even heavier. The sun's rays hit him, feeling like the sun himself. A gentle wind came upon them, but it carried sand and it was not relaxing that much at all. More and more sweat dripped from his heated body, making the ground beneath his bulk wet. The sky was vibrant baby blue...amazingly enough. You would atleast expect this place to have a ugly sky.

Fang liked this place because of the population and there was no life around him. Like plants and such. Cactuses would pop up eventually, but they did not bother him the least. If he had a favorite plant, it would be a cactus, of course. It's needles were a defence. A defence against all living things. The inside holds water, the thing you need most in a desert. This plant adapted to this deadly climate. How it did, Fang did not know. Such things like this make you wonder how the cactus started out and how the way it is to this very day. It was a puzzle to Fang.

Fang tried to lift his body up, but his body would not lift up. His body denied the fact that he would eventually need to get up. He was tired physically and mentally. After all of that walking, it has lead him to this female, who he currently, did not like. Taking a turn required his nose to do most of the work, but his brain suffered more than his nose. The precious organ inside of his cranium felt like a egg sizzling on a hot stove. Nerve racking was his way to explian it, but, nonetheless, it brought him here. The Dying Tears territory.

This post has been edited by NIA on May 27 2006, 04:35 AM

[Greystarre~Luna]

...cause tomorrow's another day... Thankiez Kelai fer this purrtehful set!!! Also, I'm playing this as if they're just now meeting ^^ He'll be deemed Sub-Alpha afterwards Oh, and to Grey, 'sun' means 'day' and 'moon' means 'night'. xD So, when she said that he only had about a moon walk left, she meant that he only had about half a day left of a walk...xD ...and i am not afraid... What's done is done...Nothing and nobody can stop me... At this very moment, all Grey wanted to do was laugh. Yes, laugh. Laugh at this pathetic male. He couldn't even get to the lands! How pathetic. He's suffering...The heat has taken him done...So far he has failed the first task... Snorting, Grey allowed her grey lips to cover her canines, and she shook her pelt, getting rid of some excess sand and dirt. She then nudged him rather roughly, trying to get him to stand. "You're close," she said, her tone now flat rather than harsh. "You only had to go about...Erm...A moon's walk..." She smirked down at him before nudging him again with her maw. She then straightened up again and glanced up at the sky. "It is around midday...If you hurry, we will be able to get to the packlands soon, and then I can lead you to the 'Crying Woods'. You seem to be in need of some shade..." Most of what she said was with a rather disgusted tone. She wasn't one to just let a wolf in, especially if they couldn't even make it past the borders, but this wolf was different; it was just something about him. Plus, if she showed him the way, she would have someone to boss around and talk to, if that could even be an option. "Are you coming or what?" she spat at him, turning around and starting to walk off, leaving him there to get up and follow. She wasn't going to help him out anymore; she was doing him enough by showing him the darn way, and to the forest to! That was good enough for her, and she was determined to not have hospitality ever again to loners. They were downright annoying, and this one didn't prove different. ...bring on the rain... Pack Dying Tears | Rank Alpha Female | Mate Coronus [missing]

[NIA]

[OOC] LOL Did you come up with that 'A moon's walk.'? If you did, that pretty smart, in my opion. XD

[IC] Fang snarled angerly at her comment and her actions. His body automatically reacted to those things she did and said to him. All of his fatigue was swepted away as his adrenaline, once again, came back to him. Now on all fours, he growled visciously, not liking the 'submissiveness' he was put in. He stretched, making noises such as the sound as popping joints. His extremely sharp claws dug into the ground as he pushed himself forward, unpurposely jumping over the fea. He didn't mean to do that. He put too much power in his "kick." He landed roughly, now in front of her. He pushed himself off once again, "accidentally" pushing sand into her face. Pay back...

His heavy bulk was nothing to him. He ran with ease. Running always made him stronger, that is why he is so large in mass. His paws crushing the ground beneath him, pushing off with deadly force with each stride he took. A path of dust was left behind; A "present" to that female. His fur, lightless and angelic, shimmered as the sun's hot rays came down on him. With the right light, dark violet could be seen within his fur. A rare trait from his deceased father. His bother, Nia, was white with a hue of barely visible blue. Nia took after their mother while Fang took after their father. A equal trade, you might say.

"Come on, fea." He said quietly, sniffing the wind to the scent of wood and or leaves with a tinge of fresh water. If she was going to treat him like that, he would treat her the same way. A equal trade...

[Greystarre~Luna]

...cause tomorrow's another day... Thankiez Kelai fer this purrtehful set!!! Also, I'm playing this as if they're just now meeting ^^ He'll be deemed Sub-Alpha afterwards Yesh, I did Thankiez fer the compliment ^^ ...and i am not afraid... What's done is done...Nothing and nobody can stop me... I said shut up!!! When the male kicked sand into her face, Grey leaned back and snorted, shaking her maw. She lifted her paw up to her face and she "wiped" it. Shaking her maw again, she lowered her leg before shooting after Fang. She saw that he left a dust trail for her, but she ran right through it, pinning her auds back and narrowing her opts to where they were just slits. When she caught up -- agility being one of her specialities -- she ran alongside him, not saying a word other than pointing the way out occasionally. She snorted again, sand having gotten caught up in her nostrils. How annoying. He's nothing to you...He's just an ant... No, he's not. He's going to join the pack; I know it. SQUASH HIM AND GET IT OVER WITH! HE'S JUST GOING TO GET IN YOUR WAY! NO, DARNIT! LEAVE ME ALONE! ...bring on the rain... Pack Dying Tears | Rank Alpha Female | Mate Coronus [missing]

[NIA]

OOC: I noticed you put 'Nia' instead of 'Fang'. Well, I'm just letting you know...

IC: Fang's sun-like eyes did not tear away from the sand stricken horizon ahead of them. It was so tantalizing. It was so hard to tear one's eyes away from the desert's beauty. But alas, they were heading into the Devil's home. Fang was well aware that he could die from dehydration. Sweating was not helping this either. Although he has filled himself up with water and food before he entered this desert, it was quickly draining away. More and more energy was being used as he ran to his fullest. Sooner or later, his adrenaline would kick in. He holds an endless supply of energy, but not life.

A evil smirk crossed his facial features as the female beside him snorted, trying to get the sand out of her nose. As soon as his 'smile' appeared, it was gone. He found that to be funny. Sand getting stuck up her nose while she "sneezed" to get it out. She deserved it for pi**ing him off. Nobody makes him angry without getting any form of revenge. Even if it is as simple as kicking sand into someone's face. Either way, he knew that he would be punished for it later. Oh well. Punishment is nothing to him anyways.

His strides remained in top condition. He did not intend to lose this 'race' to this fea. Never will he give up in any situation. Giving up is for weaklings and Fang was not a weakling. That was the last thing he was. His heartbeat quickened as they closed in on the 'Crying Woods'. Their destination was close, but still far. Being six summers old was the best age he could possibly be, in his oppinion. A renewed strength seemed to slowly revive his tired body as they inclosed the woods. It was adrenaline kicking in. Fang was going to take advantage of it. His running pace quickened to an extreme speed. More and more sand was kicked up into the air while his hind legs became very tense. To him, they felt like worthless body parts. He put alot more stress on his front legs, pushing large amounts of sand beneath him. Unpurposely, a little bit of sand was thrown up into the femme's face.

'You are so fast, but this fea is so slow. Why do you wish to join this worthless pack?' His 'inner demon' spoke to him for the first time in many months. His thoughts were always monitored by his inner demon, so he had no privacy over his thoughts at all. Fang was born with this unusual condition. He has never met anybody else with this strange condition and neither did he intend to. He did not go around asking people if a weird voice interupted their thoughts. Only an idiot would do that.

'Shut up. Go back to sleep.' Fang snapped back towards the voice inside his head. Of course, the female beside him could not hear his thoughts...or could she?

'Shut up. Go back to sleep.' The unknown voice mocked Fang. Fang let out a growl inside of his throat. He hated that individual inside of his head. That stupid monster inside of him always made life harder. Always talking when Fang is talking to somebody or yelling at him for no reason or asking him questions like "Why do you wish to join this worthless pack?" It was only a matter of time when this inner voice finally brings him into pure insanity. Commiting suicide was harder than one would think...

[Greystarre~Luna]

...cause tomorrow's another day... Thankiez Kelai fer this purrtehful set!!! Also, I'm playing this as if they're just now meeting ^^ He'll be deemed Sub-Alpha afterwards Sorrehz this took forever...>.> ...and i am not afraid... What's done is done...Nothing and nobody can stop me... WILL EDIT WHEN I GET MORE MUSE!!! ...bring on the rain... Pack Dying Tears | Rank Alpha Female | Mate Coronus [missing]

[NIA]

OOC: Grey, please post!