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THUD.

A low groan was heard drifting up the steep slope of the rocks, pebbles and stones rumbling as they were thrown aside, a dark form emerging from it's shaded hiding spot. Yellow glowing eyes glared up at the pack, lip curling upwards to show rows of long teeth.

It wasnt very small.. about th same size of one of them. Perhaps a bit bigger. It's skin looked like it was caked with mud and sand, brown and rough in texture. Over all his apperance would have been described as animalistic, like a raccoon or beaver perhaps. But it stood on it's hind legs, paws thick and wide. It's tail looked large and heavy, like a long boulder hooked to it's spine.

It fisted a paw and raised it to shake at them. "Barbarians! Roughians! Distrubers of peace!! Stop it before I report you to your master!"

He growled, his skin seeming to stiffen up even more as his heavy, huge tail raised, then slammed down on the boulder beside him. It made the rocks around them shake and crumble, waves almost as poweful as a small earthquake shaking the terrain. The boulder that had been the unfortuniate victim of his tail was quickly reduced to fine dust as he hit it one last time, sending a wave of thick sand over the ledges to wrap around the pack, almost so thick they couldnt see or breathe. But unfortunitly the attack didnt last long before the dust settled to the rocks around them.

"Who am I!?" He snarled and shook his fist again. "I am the very creator of your precious home, the sand that you live and walk upon!"

"Hmph.." His thin black eyes narrowed further at them, then slowly his tail lowered with a clunk, creating a much smaller quake and dust cloud. Now that he was a tad calmer, a thick accent was obvious in his voice. A human equivilant would be some kind of north-eastern european voice.. Thick and rough, like scottland's natives.

"If ye' want ta come down 'er, I aint gonna stop ya'." His fist loosened and he lowered it, slinking back into the shadows slowly.

The sound of fluttered wings could be heard, as the hot wind blew across the dry and barren land. The land seemed to respond to the faint sound of wings, twisting and turnings its hills as well as the large rock formations that towered in the back ground.

Again, the sound of wings echoed out once more, but no creature showed after words, though now a faint, inaudible sound soon followed, as if words were being twisted into what now sounded like a low growl.

The emotion of fear now swept over the land, taking hold of anys heart that was open enough to be tainted by the raw power.

Guardian of the land had been awoke, he usually slumbered atop one of the many rock formations that dotted across the azure skyline, but now, he was there to see who disturbed his home, and the home of the creatures safe from emotional wrath.

Yukio placed his hands upon his hips and stared at the flat stone 'floor'. No matter how many times he swept it clean, the blowing sands always started to recover it. He felt a little torn over whether he liked this or not. Brushing his fingers through his short hair, he paced along the borders, musing and fussing as was becoming his habit on how plain and uninteresting...how...unpretty the enterance to his little haven was.

"It utterly lacks any taste. Terrible...certainly not a fitting place for me...but at the same time...easily hidden, less likely to be discovered...what a problem!" He whined softly to himself. Curling his bottom lip in betweeh his teeth, he began to nibble upon the fleshy part. It really was terrible...waiting all this time for Seidra to fall asleep so he could get at her. A utter torment really, not having his pretty girl to play with. It left his with soooo much time and little to do with it!

There was not going to be any way he'd be happy with this. That final thought produced a sulky pout. If he prettiedup the place, or at the very least made it more appealing to the eye, it would make the place wide and open for all the other Nightmares he just knew had to be crawling over this sandy place. Yukio was not too fond of the idea of having any random Nightmare crossing his path. Most of them would be aggressive, dangerouse, or ugly. The few that he felt would be worth the trouble of crossing paths weren't likely to be around here. That was why he liked Incultra, because of the heat and sands and oh so unhospitiableness of the place you didn't expect to see a lone girl trudgeing under the hot sun......

Yukio paused in his fussy paceing, his head lifting and dark blue eyes blinking. "Girl?" Twisting about on one foot Yukio moved to the edge of the stone 'floor' and peered out. He didn't feel like he was suffering from any sort of heat exhaustion, so he certainly wasn't hallucinating or seeing a mirage. For the briefest of moments he had hoped that perhaps Seidra had fallen asleep, and come to him unconsciously...but no... it only took him a few moments of stufy to see all the things wrong with this girl. her hair was the wrong colors, her body frame wasn't quite the same. no no...Not his Seidra..still..

"Now what...is a girl doing wandering all so alone out here?" Perhaps it was another Nightmare...if so he certainly should go and inspect! Fluttering his hands up to his hair, he brushed it back from his face, and took a vain moment to readjust his purple ribbon. Just because he was over hot did not mean he had the right to show up like a nasty sweaty pig! With a flip of his short hair and a little bounce to his step, Yukio began to lightly pick his way over the sands and towards a crumbling ruin of stone. A shame he couldn't actually float over, it would have made passing over the sands much more pleasent if he had managed that little trick! Now all he had to do was think up a stunning little enterance line and he'd be ready! Or at the very least figure out what angle he should approch at that wouldn't cast too much sun or shadow on his pretty features....

Not...as pretty as his Seidra. Most assuredly not. her hair wasn't nearly dark enough, and she hadn't done anything to decorate it the way his Seidra had. Lovely white gold streaks! When he finally had her he would make her SUCH a pretty doll! Still...he couldn't be too picky about company when it came to killing time before he could get ahold of his Seidra again.

"Cealoe? Is that a strange hello?" He replied first and foremost. She had utterly ruined his chance at making a memorable first meeting, what with jumping up and greetinghim first. Perhaps she had eyes in the back of her head? How utterly creepy!

"Who am I? Thats what I came over here to ask you incedently. I am Yukio, this is my part of the desert your wandering through. I suppose I can't be upset though, I haven't really marked it or anything. Are you out here alone?"