Welcome to Gaia! ::

Kuro moved alongside his mate. His keen sense of smell led his paw steps and he followed the trail trusting in his beta to get the others caught up. He trusted him and he didn't seem to be on the verge of letting him down.

Streak trailed behind the two watching their backs. He was a bit nervous about this plan but he trusted in his brother. If he mad a decision then it was for a good reason.

Frost suddenly felt uneasy; she was by nature fairly patient, but she felt nervous leaving the pack for so long for some reason. Maybe she should meet them up on top the mountain, rather completely on the opposite side, though she hated back-tracking.

Once more she headed up the narrow path she had tracked out, little more then a slightly protruding ridge, zig-zagging back up the immense cliff face. Tiring, careful work, yet she pressed on, taking tentative steps lest she slip and -

A shrill, warbly cry broke out and she immediately froze, the cloak spreading over her once again shielding her from sight.

As she attempted to locate the sound she grimaced at her bad position. She was already several hundred feet off the ground; even with her biotics, a fall from this height would be more then just slightly problematic...

A strange flying creature glided into view; her nose confirmed what her eyes had already guessed; It was an Avian-class Altered, a V-47. Long bald neck, now ridged with sharp protruding spines of bone, the cruel gnarled beak like an ax-head and two pairs of glowing eyes, the huge leathery wings with odd mismatched tufts of feathers, and long claws like meat hooks protruding from the arch. Its talons long as knife blades, and a broad feathered tail now ridged with hundreds of tiny, bone hooks.

Jane had said once that they had been a rather ugly bird called a "vuhl-chur" a large bird of prey which fed off dead carcasses and circled high above desert areas. Frostridge couldn't help but feel that its new Altered form fit it somehow.

The air-borne threat glided into view, its ugly head craning about as if searching for something-

It was too far up for her to reach, but she had to take it down somehow... Cautiously she treaded up the path- she was getting close to the top now-

A rock suddenly went careening down as the earth crumbled beneath her paw, its descent causing a resounding boom as it bounced down to the floor below- She barely recovered her balance, swinging her weight back against the sudden loss of support. The mutated bird visibly jerked in the air and quickly swung around, a shrill shriek of triumph, then rage as it flapped about her location, unable to see what had caused the ruckus.

She had to reach the top- there was no safe way to fight here on this narrow ledge- throwing caution aside, she began to gallop as quickly as she could up. The Altered saw the airs movement and made a blind stab at her, its wings flapping in frustration as it barely missed her, claws raking just behind her tail.

She dodged as the crazed flying beast continued its assault, viciously snapping at the invisible thing it knew was there; she took a slice to her ear, the pain and intense focus spurring her the last few dangerous steps to the top.

It flew up into the air, ready to gain height with which it might see better, but she spun atop the now open ground to confront it, grateful for solid earth and space around her. There was a whiz as a chain seemed to fly from nothingness, wrapping around the neck of the flying creature. It gave an awkward choked squawk and she yanked back hard, making it crash into the ground.

Enraged, it tried to get its bearings to get airborne again but it was already over. Frostridge was already on top of it and with a well-practiced stab of her dagger, finished the Avian off.

Its dying, thrashing wing-claws got one last swipe across her chest, shallow but enough to cause a tiny bit of bleeding before finally it ceased to move. Her cloak dissolved leaving a white wolf stained with a small patch of red.

Her heart still racing with adrenaline, she wiped her blade clean on a tuft of feathers and re-sheathed it. At least there wouldn't be a chance of it alerting any of its fellows to their location; she knew that they seldom traveled with other V-47's, preferring to roam the skies alone.

She pawed the dead mass of twisted flesh and feathers one last time to check, then seizing a leg carefully in her teeth gently enough that it wouldn't be able to pierce the skin, dragged it back towards a deep, narrow crevasse
she had crossed earlier and tossed the corpse down into the darkness below. As she listened to the muffled thumps as it descended, she turned her attention back to her injuries. A few scratches, but nothing serious. She had been lucky once again.

That certainly was enough excitement for awhile at least, as well as a strengthening of her paranoia about falling. She tread back towards the edge where the path down began and sat, gazing out over the lands beyond in contemplation.

The brute growled faintly as he didn't fancy the sudden action but caught himself before it erupted enough to be audible. Flattening his auds in a more neutral manner, he gave a loving glare at Loki before peering back over to the motherly Scarlett. Giving her a slight nod in tempt to potray and understandable expression, he flexed briefly as he arose to his fours and followed after the pack, occasionally looking back to assure the safety of Loki and Scarlett.



Freightened by the sudden gesture, he cowered lightly beneath the femme until he came to the realization that is was Scarlett. Nuzzling her paw affectionately the pup feasted on the callop without any worry, awaiting for Scarletts touch to start yet another journey and kept in mind that Subliminal will be joining them only allowed his caudal to persist swaying wildly.

Bullet saw something was bugging Ember. Though it was probably none of her business Bullet felt as a alpha she held a responsibility to her wolves to know if they are okay. They walked along for awhile as Bullet played with words, she didn't want to sound pushy, nor did she want to sound uncaring. She settled on "Everything okay Ember? You seem a little out of it today." It wasn't the best but she felt it got the message across. If the wolf told her what was bothering her or not at least she tried. They weren't far from Frost now, they had just found her scratching in the dirt for the Elk grounds.

With Ember's words Bullet began worrying about Frost. Her immediate reaction was to send her help if she needed it. Her moving slowed to an easy walk as she focused her mind. Calling to the shadows with her mind the shades begans to pull to her. Soon they removed themselves with audible pops from their subjects. Everything around Bullet, Ember included, was left without a shadow. The only shadow left was her own as she would not survive long in the direct light without it. The dark mist-like creatures that were produced began combining with each other and rolled in the direction of Frost. The mass flew with the breeze gathering more shadows on its way.

Within seconds after leaving Bullet a large blackened fog would appear before Frost. The object would stay together realizing the white wolf was in need of sunlight. The wind blew through the creation allowing it to manipulate the sound into words. "we. help. whiteone." The words came slow and divided for they relied on the winds movement. They would not be able to harm the white wolf and even if she felt they were a danger they where still only mist, no form was given by their needer. Unable to see themselves they had been directed to this wolf therefore she was the one to give them a form and the ability to help.

Bullet looked to Ember again unsure how she would handle the display. Having never taken a shadow from a conscious being Bullet was interested on if she even noticed the difference. She was able to go back to a nice trotting pace hoping to get to Frost before she was badly hurt. In the back of her mind Bullet wished Kuro had come with her, and that the rest of the pack would catch up soon.

Ember jumped back a little as her shadow suddenly ripped away from under her paws and ran on ahead with other shadows. She looked at Bullet to ask her if she saw the same thing, then noticed that Bullet's shadow was still with her and she was in deep concentration. She must be able to manipulate the shadows, just like how I'm able to manipulate the blood that covers my body. But she can control others where as I can't. Ember thought to herself, and picked up the pace when Bullet did. They were now practically running to get to Frost. I'm just glad that Bullet is on my side, instead of against me. But Ember wondered how she could fair in a fight against Bullet.

Kuro and Streak had followed the path carved out for them and eventually came upon the sight of a mountain.Looking up they could see a few figures that resembled wolves. They continued onward until the figures became clear and both Streak and Kuro howled in unison to announce they had arrived.