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 Posted: Tue Aug 22, 2006 4:11 pm
"Fight of Blood, Search of Enemy"
Chapter 7:Arguin/Daemon/Wrigley/Malik/Cellen/Cael/Phib
Malik's red eyes were focused on Phib as he spoke. Anything Phib had to say or stated was important adn should be remembered, least that is what Malik believed. Malik knew Amelie would be getting closer, and Phib's howl rang throughout the stale air and was carried high above the canopy of trees above them. Hopefully someone would hear.
Daemon was resting by a stream that crept away from the river, his seemingly blind eyes watched the water rush over the stones and pebbles beneath its surface. Something was coming, or happening, or both. The odd scent was in the air that somethin was wrong, something was changed. Blue orbs watched the water until his ears twitched to the side when Phib's howl could be heard. Standing up and beginning to bolt off in one direction towards the place where his howl broke from, Daemon ran as fast as he could, now he knew something was wrong.
Wrigley had been wandering the borders patroling somewhat, and searching for Cassidy at the same time. He wanted to bring her to show this new place he found, kind of secluded on the beach, he thougth she'd like it or appreciate it more then others around here. But he stopped short hearing Phib's howl. He too turned and began to bolt off in the direction it came from.
Malik's ears flattened against his skull somewhat, but then he perked them back up. It wouldn't be good to show Phib that he was uncertain of this predicament. He ahd to show he was brave and strong. He had too. Phib was very much like a father figure in Malik's eyes. So he had to make him proud somehow. Maybe if he hunted down this intruder...that could be a possibility.
Wrigley was the first to find where Mailk and Phib and Amelie were. His nose was so used to trying to follow a scent it was all too easy for him, but he was worried with what was happening. Why Phib had outwardly called out. Surely there wasn't a pack meeting already was there?
"I came...as fast...as I could Phib..." Wrigley said panting. He wanted to make a good impression in Phib's eyes. Getting close to Cassidy meant that Wrigley would have to be in well standings with Phib.
Jumping over a log in his path Daemon skidded short. A blue mass in his way blocking him.
"Arguin you idiot! out of the way! Didn't you hear Phib!?" Daemon spoke out harshly. But Arugin wasn't looking up at him, he was staring at the ground. His forelegs seemed to be trembling.
"Arguin, what the hell is teh matter with you?!"
Peering up slate gray eyes met vacant blue, something different was about his eyes. And a feeling in the pit of Daemon's stomach made it all too nerveracking. Arguin looked like he was in a trance. But there was a foreign scent upon him. Daemon's eyes narrowed,
"Arguin...what happened?" But no answer.
"Arguin...where-is-he!?" No answer.
Arguin's ears folded back upon his head as he whispered lowly,
"Please...make it stop..." Daemon tilted his head in confusion when he heard a growl start to erupt from Arguin's throat,
"I'm sorry brother."
With that Arguin lunged forward, another presence in his mind taking over and Daemon just frowned and moved out of the way. Snarling in reponse and ramming Arguin into a tree. Back adn forth they went until Daemon held Arguin down with a paw,
"SNAP OUT OF IT!" Daemon hated Arguin, but because Arguin let himself be mnipulated by the darkness in the past. And it seemed the darkness had come here. Reason Daemon wasn't sure EXACTLY, but he had a hunch.
"Get up..." Daemon said turning adn running towards where Phib's howl had come from. Arguin stood up, shook himself a bit, wincing when he stepped down. Daemon had bit his forearm, but he paid no mind. It had snapped him out of his trance.
Daemon jumped into the area where Malik and Phib seemed to be. Almost crashing into Wrigley. The very faint smell of blood no Daemon's tongue was not from Croanyl but Arguin. Arguin stepping in close after him.
"I apologize it took me so long..." Daemon said bowing his head to Phib then lifting it and glaring at Arguin, "I got a bit distracted...we're fine though..." Daemon said referring to himself and Arguin. Arguin just needed to be bitten to snap him out of the manipulative trance he seemed to be in.
Arguin bowed his head in respect to Phib as well, apologtically. Daemon went to say something, but Arguin cut him off,
"He's here...I saw him..." but Arguin wasn't sure which direction he wouldn've gone in. Probably to find that girl no doubt.
"What should we do?" Wrigley and Daemon asked at the same time. Malik waiting to see what Phib would say.
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 8:40 am
Cassidy had heard the howl as well, and once again she had been shrinking duties. But when the low howl echoed up and across her back, her body froze and she glanced in the direction of it all. What did that mean? Her hair stood on end, and the small female snorted. There was danger? Oh, ********, would Phib be mad at her this time! Hopefully it hadn’t been in the area she was supposed to watch– she had never actually thought someone would try to invade the pack before....! Maybe it was a bear? The wild thoughts convulsed, and she didn’t even realize another wolf was running up beside her.
“Cassidy!” Gareth spoke, his pale brown fur brimming. “What’s going on?” Up until this point, the cousins hadn’t actually been speaking to one another. Hearing Gareth’s voice brought her out of her delima thoughts, and she stepped to the side. “I don’t know, he’s your father!” She panted. “There must be something wrong.”
Gareth fidgeted, and frantically wondered where Mozelle was. But if there was trouble, he figured it would be best to find Phib. Phib rarely sent any kind of alarm- he loved trouble. But if it was bad enough for Phib to let everyone know about it, then that probably meant there was some bad trouble.
The small male shifted, and suddenly took off, and gasping, Cassidy ran off after him.
By the time the two had showed up, Daemon, Wrigley and Arguin had already made it to there. The pair skidded to a flailing stop- particularly once Phib shot them an angry look. Compulsively, Cassidy ran over towards Wrigley and ducked behind him- and feeling naked without someone to hide behind, Gareth simply stood to the left of his father and trembled.
It seemed everyone was falling in rapid motion. Phib opened his mouth to say something, but Amélie had finally caught up. She was panting and she danced between all the men, her tail shifting nervously. “Logan is okay, and so are the two females.” Amélie reported.
Phib shook his head. “I don’t give a damn who he is.” He spoke. Whoever this male was, he brought too much fear into Arguin- and he was sure that in some way, the others were made nervous about him as well. The old king would not have some kind of superstition working to the strangers advantage. “There’s only one of him. Amélie and Malik come with me, you two go east-“ And towards Wrigley and Cassidy. “And you go north. We’ll go west.” That left south- but Phib had an idea it wouldn’t be long before Cellen made an apearence.
“We find him, and we keep him in one place. Don’t let him rise the alarm anymore then he has. He wants everyone to panic. Someone needs to find Rage." The black creature turned towards the trembling brown. "Gareth!"
"Yeah?" Gareth wheezed.
"Go make sure no one is sleeping." He grumbled. Gareth nodded nervously, and skittered off.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 8:38 am
Malik stood with his back straight, eyes narrowed only slightly, in anger consuming him, that someone dare come to Phib's territory and try to hurt those in his pack. Malik's pack...Malik's new family. He had already lost a family once before, he'd be damned if it was going to happen again. Stepping closer to teh side of Phib Malik nodded in Phib's reponse to everything that was going on. He was glad he could be beside Phib...and Amelie too of course. Malik saw Phib as a father figure though, adn he wanted to make him proud, no matter what it took.
Malik knew he was getting older. And would soon have to be assigned a position besides learning knew things and getting stronger. He wanted to prove that he had done what Phib asked to his true potential. Perhaps he would get a chance today.
Daemon stood with great pride in his heart. He had come back. But why? Daemon knew the stories behind Croanyl, what he had done to try and gain power in the valley of the wind, their home. He'd do anything to make sure no one was left, so that he could gain the valley and become the guardian there. Become a legend perhaps. But he'd be stopped.
Arguin had a great hatred for Croanyl, he stole everything from him. Damned him to hell for it everyday. Daemon adn Arguin nodded and began to pad off in the direction they were directed to go in. If they came across him...they would rip them to shreads. ANd bond as brothers once again.
Wrigley watched as Daemon and Arguin disappeared into the brush. And then he turned to Cassidy, and knudged her lightly with his shoulder for her to follow beside them. As he began to go off into the direction Phib had told them to go in, he leaned his head next to hers and whispered,
"Don't worry...I'll protect you...I swear..." he wagged his tail and gave her a reassuring lick on her cheek. He was determined to protect Cassidy with his life.
Malik watched as everyone seemed to disappear, it getting quiet now. He noticed Phib left the south uncovered, by the beach was it? His brain twitched, trying to place everything in the correct area. But Cellen would come. Then things would be fine. So he waited for Phib to begin to go off, and he would follow. He'd follow him and Amelie wherever they brrought him.
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Posted: Thu Oct 19, 2006 7:31 pm
The solacing, almost chilling howl that Phib had unleashed was enough to arouse and break the trance of the punk wolfs mind from his consuming thoughts concerning the boundaries of the packlands, his mate and his attempt to patrol silently along the southern boundaries of the packlands. His metal ridden ears perked forwards as his strangely curled tail swaggered fast behind him in a high arch.
"A mess of horlicks is about to begin," he mused with a low rumble, cerulean orbs darting into the direction of where the howl erupted from. "Somethin' is comin'..."
Pivoting slightly as he peered back towards the shoreline, Cellen snorted a short breath as he stammered his right forepaw upon the ground. "CAEL! Come on, mate! Phib's callin' and we dare not be late!"
"I'm coming!"
A figure upon the sands jostled upright and began dashing madly to where the Head Guard stood. With a panting breath and his tongue hanging out of his maw, the young adolescent narrowed his sea green eyes towards the older male and nodded his head. "What's goin' on, Cell?" Cael sputtered out in a breath as he stumbled aside.
"Not sure but we can't be standin' 'ere all day. Ready to run?"
With a grin spreading across his maw, Cael nodded his head. "Always."
Without a moment to lose, the two suddenly lunged into full strides, paws furiously falling and clenching the ground as their muscles and entire body propelled them forwards. They didn't know what laid in store or what was causing the pack to become restless and weary but, whatever it was, both Cellen and Cael would offer up their strength and assistance to Phib and the pack.
It didn't take long for the two to finally arrive and erupt from the brush into the area where few were gathered. Running ahead as his curly tail was raised bristled and arched upwards, Cellen cleared his throat and gritted his teeth slightly while Cael trailed a few steps behind.
"Another bloke who has the bullocks to attack the pack in the packlands again?"
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