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Wonderfully thick adrenaline pumped through Suriken but he held himself completely still, every lithe muscle taught. He felt the effects of the summoner's words on the dragon, Silverwing and his veins only pumped harder. He tried to reach his awarness out to the dragon that remained but he could gather nothing beyond the vague image, the sense of age and calm from his first impression, through the dense protective shield surrounding it. Twirling his knives and waiting with little patience for this Silverwing to make its move Suriken was struck with a devilish thought. As Axys spoke he crouched slowly and slid his deadly knives hilt deep into the eath before him. Leting his focus center on the blades he found the balance and realeased. After a moment of harsh, blinding pain he let out a rasping sigh. The lush green and rich brown of the earth around his knives grew brittle and began to die as its lifeforce was drawn upwards through the darkness that was Suriken and out into the air around him. Soon a shallow blackness filled the area around the fellow creatures of the Void, winding around the trees and sapping away at the light, shrouding the three in an echo of night and spreading slowly outwards, feeding on itself. Just then the dragon Silverwing sprang forward.

Straightening Suriken rolled his shoulders once and took a breif moment to admire his handywork before taking his offensive stance as the knives in his hand began their twirling and a sick smile twisted its way into place. The darkness was the exact opposit of light, an almost a tandgable evil that would work on the nerves of anything with a pure mind and conceal the creatures of Father Darkness. Narrowing his focus so that only the consciousness of the two Dragons was all he could sense he formed his mind into a javeline that he could weild as deftly as his knives to crush the very will to live of any being and bind their minds to his own devises. He was more than ready to pounce but awaited to see how Axys would react.

[How can he sense Reyen? The shield is doubled on him...]

Reyen stood there for quite some time, debating what he should do. Should he flee and tell the others? What would that do? It was a three vs. one situation. By the time he would return Synrai would already be dead, and he would have just dragged more people into the fight. That would include Wyvern. And it this Axys fellow was strong enough to keep up with Synrai, than Wyvern stood no chance. Even with Reyen there.

However, if he stayed the odds would be better for Synrai. They could both somewhat survive. And fleeing just when a battle would start... How dishonorable. Even though Reyen was smarter that way he did still hold his pride very high. And to be brought into this situation and to flee was barbaric. Was that some sort of twisted game for Synrai? To try and crush his pride? Why was it that Synrai even allowed Reyen to follow if he was just going to tell him to flee when a fight broke out?

No, instead Reyen would stay, whether Synrai liked it or not. But he did not show himself just yet. Instead, he used his wind power to create a very subtle barrier around Synrai, who he himself would probably not be able to sense. As long as Synrai didn't do anything rash things would be alright. Reyen would not stay hidden forever though. He would have to come out if things were getting to hectic for Synrai.

((Sorry, I had finals, forgive my inactivity))
Cavanté looked around and saw that the heard had run off, everyone had seemed to get the Noibu they went for, and no one luckily even got injured.
“Alright everyone, eat only what you need, remember that we have the rest of the pack back at the cave, and with any luck we might have some leftover.” He yelled so that the rest of the pack could hear. “And our guest is free to eat his fill, one full belly won’t hurt us any.”
“Cavanté-” Hene began.
“Listen, he’s a guest and not a member of the pack, the pack is together because it’s a family. We are fine with just eating what we need so our family can have what they need, but it’s unfair to ask someone who is not a member of the family to make a sacrifice for the family. The difference between what one Ookami needs and what he needs to be full isn’t that big, but that difference adds up for the dozen of us. The bit of meat we lose isn’t worth our lost pride as hosts.” Hene nodded.
“You’re right forgive me. In any case shall we dine?” Hene and Cavanté both took the first bites signaling the rest of the pack to start eating. They all noticed the other pack on the other side of the border, but unless they crossed that line no one was going to make a big deal out of it.

As Wyvern came back to the shore and changed forms, Link did the same. ‘Listening’ to what the boy was saying, she gazed to the water. Something glowing in the water? That wasn’t normal. She looked back into Wyvern’s eyes, seeing his curiosity and want to investigate – as he always did.

“I don’t know.” She signed uneasily, “From what you say, I’ve never seen anything like it. I’m not sure if you should pursue something so shrouded in mystery. It is not wise. We would be better off leaving it alone.”

Link ‘said’ all this out of concern, mostly for Wyvern’s safety instead of her own. She could handle herself in most situations when Wyvern still had much to learn. Plus – Synrai would eat her alive if anything happened to his little brother.

((Sorry, I did not mean to suggest Suriken could sense through the shield, he was only using and trying to build on the vague impression he gathered from before, I just mistyped what I ment to say xd . Thats fixed now!))

Silently Suriken bent backwards as Silverwing slashed at his face. As the weapon arched just inches above Suriken balanced himself on his back foot and slammed his knives onto the blade of the weapon, guiding its momentum effortlessly away. Twisting so that he would move aside from the diverted blade he manuvered himself so that he could slide around the side of the dragon. As he did so he leaned as close as he dared and whispered mockingly, "Yes little bright wing, dance as a broken puppet should." Spinning away he gave a half bow, "Ssevered strings serve little purpose in the dance of darkness that is life." Positioning himself so that he could defend himself against an attack from either dragon Suriken relished the chill of his wet clothes, soothing the dull fire that filled his veins from his earlier trick.

Directing the meaning of his words to Axys but keeping his attention on Silverwing he cackled, "Broken indeed. How can this be a pawn for Father Darkness?" Yes, break its sense of righteousness and crush it with the power of the Lord of the Void. His voice never rose above a quiet speech but his words were infused with powerfull tendrils of his willpower, seeking their way into the pure mind of the dragon. "Pitiful. Fall now Silverwing, bow to your betters and save yourself dismemberment."

The mist infused with the shadows created an eerie fog. It was hard for Suriken to discern between his dislike for the touch of it or the confounding sense of its conflicting natures. The knives twirled in his hands and his muscles remained tight. This battle of sorts would be interesting to say the least.

Link looked to Wyvern’s eager eyes and sighed.

“Alright.” She ‘said’, making sure her motions showed her uneasiness, “Go ahead. I’ll be right behind. If anything happens, though, I get to blame you when Synrai has to pull us out of this.”

Link began wading into the water, staying in her human-like form. She was a much faster swimmer this way. She waved to Wyvern and nodded towards the center of the water.

“You lead.”