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 Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2007 8:08 pm
The alpha mused- drawing out the territories within his head and recollection as he pursed his lips gently, brows furrowing as he interpreted where exactly Ensame Lykos laid. Past the mountains, through the pass, beyond the valley entrance- yes, it was making sense now. He gave a nod of his head and a small, minute smile as his tail swayed in a non-chalant manner and curled slightly within the air.
"Pandemoniums lands dip low into a valley," he explained with a low, reserved tone. "Our scent stays low, undetected unless those looking for us know where to look and how to get there but the passages and ways in are small and dangerous- it makes for a good hideaway from those who we have meager issues with." 'Meager' being the key word. Most of the quarrles and qualms with others were voracious and bitter yet at least the alliances and accords with other packs help keep such threats at bay. He chuckled to himself. Juude, though dim, slow and utterly random, had come through with finding the perfect place for Pandemonium to reside.
Dax stretched his forepaws forward and slumped onto his haunches. His ears perked up slightly as he knitted his brows.
"There are wolves within the area that seek blood and revenge. Some of them search for victims, others imprision others and cannibalize the weak and foolish. My scouts and 'connections' are well aware that something is on the rise- hell's about to break loose and some damn fool wants to start a war."
He flared his nostrils and shook his head. "Its only a matter of time until whatever the damn-tastic thing is strikes and makes itself known," he replied with a bitter tone.
His tail curled around him, shaking his head. "There's always some wolf who wants to make a f$#&#xin;g fool of himself or herself to prove themselves and cause bloodshed. My 'warriors' and I vanquish those who seek totalitarian domain and regin." His eyes had softened- those icy blue orbs were brilliant as he looked towards the pair.
"Dont' let the name 'Pandemonium' scare you. We fight to protect others- misfits, vagrants and vagabonds, traitors who seek redemption: we all fight as one to free others from those damn fools who live to kill and kill to live and make a name for themselves."
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2007 5:43 am
Deimos hadn't heard nor seen any signs of these apparently bloodthirsty wolves, but he didn't know Dax well enough to call him a liar. Shifting his paws, he cocked his head slightly, ears pricked forward.
"What would you have of my pack and I?" he questioned; he may have been young, but he had learned much from his first teacher, even the things that Tasu had not spoken aloud. The sudden thought of the fiery male made him realize how much he missed his old mentor.
Deimos gave a slight shake of his head; plots and plans were being made in Dax's mind, he was sure of it.
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Posted: Tue Oct 23, 2007 9:24 am
Ehrek watched the two talk, this was more of a Alpha-to-Alpha talk. Being a lowly Beta of sorts, he remained silent, but that did not mean he was not listening. His golden eyes danced along from one body to the next, a younger but bigger male to the older and a bigger male. He listened to what Dax said as it seemed Dei was being laconic.
The Pandemonium Pack seemed like some sort of crusading pack that ran about putting those who are danger to others to justice or something. Being a group to kill the killers just kept the circle going. Kills and deaths were still kills and deaths no matter the reason. Though the pack's justice justifies their kills, it was still disheartening to know that they would not compromise to take a subject down to the brink of submission. He had learned himself that anything that became submissive would listen rather loyally if its life depended on it.
What surprised him was that his pack was in a rather secure location where it was discreet and hidden. It was strategically placed where not many could get to it at once. From the things he could pull together, Dei's pack was a bunch of roving wolves that never really stayed together for long to attack their home for they had none it seemed. Hopefully, no member traveled alone.
"I am not worried about the name, it is just that it strikes me as a rather dark name for a group who works to defend. However, I would like to say that killing the killer just adds another to the deaths already... but it is your pack and your freedom to do as you... wish..." he cut short, winding down his reply. Talking to an Alpha in such a way felt... disrespectful in a sense that it made him feel rather uncomfortable for fearing that he put the pack's relations at risk. Looking at Dax once more, he could not help but notice that he looked strikingly familiar to another male he knew so many moons ago...
Jax...
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