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Posted on March 25, 2015 at 02:07:06 AM by CUIRASS
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I can tell Kronos is happy to have found this place. As i look around, it seems the more I see, the more I like this place as well. It's not like the other packs, suffocating with walls and cliffs or borders by thousands of trees. It's not a cage but more open and free like the lands we're used to living in. The lands we're used to ruling. Well now we'll get to rule this land in our own way, even if we don't hold the crown. We will grown up as knights for the white wolf with the enchanting green eyes, so like our mother's. I too see resemblences between the two and I wouldn't doubt that our parents might end up finding their ways here as well. This place just seems to suit our kind, the kind that doesn't belong anywhere else. The white wolf is inviting and I note the look of a mother in her eyes. I know that she will protect us but in the same move, I meet her gaze evenly, if only for a second. I usually speak more with my body language than my lips and in this move, I am saying that I need no protecting. I am my own sword and shield. We are Satanican and we live and die in blood. There is no other way for us. I hold my ground as Kronos introduces us as I knew he would. My lips twitch as he mentions our bloodlines. Most of Moladian will probably have no idea what Satanican even means. They'll find out in due time. He tells them of our unique tastes and I don't flinch. I don't care what they know about us. We are unstoppable, one way or another. I smell another wolf approaching from behind and I turn my head just enough to see the large male. The look in his eyes has my legs coiling with the power of youth, knowing I could never win in a battle right now but in due time, I would have his throat in my mouth in seconds. My blue eyes flash, a clear warning that he should tread lightly if he dares to look at us in hopes of an easy meal for we will be no such thing. Kronos simply ignores him and maybe that would have been the best option but I have the fire of both parents in my veins and I don't like stepping down from any challenge. The next wolf to approach is a small female though with her stature and the scars that trace her skin, she must be older than she looks. I tilt my head in clear curiosity, blue eyes flickering with intrigue. I bet she's got some stories to tell with all those battle scars. Movement has me turning to look at Kronos, brows furrowing in curiosity as he steps forward toward the young daughter of the white wolf, the one who called him a friend. He goes up and nips at her, almost possessively and I'm reminded of the play between our parents. When he looks my way, my eyes narrow and I flick my tail in clear discomfort, holding my ground solidly to let him know that I won't be joining in this game. Instead I let my eyes wander over the rest of the wolves. They seem to be getting hyped up but I don't see the purpose for it all yet. The white wolf is teasing the dark gentleman who threatened us with his empty eyes. My lip twitches at the thought but I brush it aside, standing my ground as I wait to see what will happen next. Cuirass_male_no mate_no children_brother to Kronos_Eric x Seline_no pack |
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