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Icarus
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The Midnight hessian waited impatiently as Elipsis declined his lady friend's invitation for a hunt. He didn't seem all too pleased to be taking on some sort of apprentice rather than going on that hunt, but he didn't refuse. Icarus figured he must respect his father enough to know the importance of the task he'd assigned. He just wished that he didn't need to be treated like an incompetent child, but apparently, after that fight, that's all he was. It seemed even Elipsis had not appreciated much out of that fight, and it made Icarus growl with annoyance and disappointment in himself. He forced himself not to flash an insolent fang at his new trainer, aggrivated with being talked down to when he felt he must be so much stronger and better than anyone here. It's all he'd been taught growing up, but now he was being proven wrong by all the wolves that seemed so insignificant.

He followed Elipsis to a more secluded area where they could train, and he could see all the clawmarks in the ground. Bark was ripped from trees surrounding the clearing - it looked like some major battles had gone on in this area. "Is this a common training area?" he asked, dull grey eyes looking about curiously, yet he tried to hide it. He looked back to Elipsis. "Or did some sort of big fight happen when I was away?" There was no way he could know about the things that had gone on... but this area didn't smell too strongly of blood, it just looked badly torn and roughed up. Must have been a training area. Little did he know it was Elipsis' and his brother's own training area when they were growing up. To answer his mentor's question, he said, "My Uncle Herrick taught me the things I know," he said, spitting the name slightly. The brute had always picked on him for being the weakest of his siblings, and had made his upbringing such a struggle. He doubted Elipsis knew Herrick, but little did he know Elipsis, Herrick and Cira had been youngsters in Akira's pack long, long ago, in a time when Midnight wolves had made up a good majority of Muerta Mountains.

Aditi
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The large, mahogany femora licked the blood from her paws and muzzle, savouring the taste from her recent kill. She had taken down the elk she'd tracked, her large form and long legs making the task a breeze. Laying down comfortably, she was tempted to snooze lazily before bringing back the kill, but thought better of it and decided to get on her paws. She forced herself up and yawned generously, stretching out her muscles with a grunt of contentment, then latched her massive jaws around the elk's neck. Thus began the laborous job of hauling the large animal back to the main area where others could enjoy its flesh.

She made no complaint as she finally made her way into the main gathering area, and she set down the carcass where anyone nearby would see or scent it. She gave a short, bark-like howl that could be heard nearby, stating that a new kill had been made. She'd had her share and was satisfied enough for the moment, so she meandered over to some nearby cover. She wrinkled her brow thoughtfully, wondering about her mother. She hadn't seen much of Cira since the fight - it was like she'd disapperaed before the fight was over. She glanced around, but could not see her mother. She gave a shrug, and plopped down, her heft causing a rather loud thud as she hit the ground. Laying her head on her paws, she allowed herself the comfort of dozing off...

Cira
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She had stayed just long enough to watch her children finish off their first real battle. Then she'd taken off, the scent of someone familiar fresh in her nares. Long legs had quickly taken her near Akira's den, but she didn't dare invade. She could smell the new pups, though, and she could smell Damean. The wolf who's pups she'd saved from starvation, and who had given her visitation rights to the youngsters. Yet, she'd been taken away with her own pups while they were still young, and she'd been unable to visit. She wondered if any of them still remembered her, Damean included.

Cira hovered around Akira's den, staying out of sight but not out of hearing range. She wanted to know what was going on, and wondered if she would see Damean, or get a chance to speak with him. He had been kind to her after she'd saved his pups, and she wouldn't forget it. Herrick had never shown any sort of compassion towards her - all he'd cared about was covering her and continuing the Midnight line through her. All he'd wanted was power, to be king among the Midnight Clan. Damean had shown a different side, and she longed for someone like him, a proper mate. But none were to be found, and with her upbringing, she was not sure if she should even take a mate without someone's permission. But who, really, was going to tell her what to do now that everyone had disappeared? Still, she was unsure.

Then she saw Damean and Akira, and they were talking, discussing the newborns. "I should not interrupt..." she thought distractedly, "But I hope I can speak to him soon." She could not be completely sure what she wanted with him, so she stayed out of sight, pacing nervously around the trees, contemplating what she should do.

Crimson Star - Awaiting Wolfie's reply
Avenged Star - Waiting behind her mother

(YAY thank you Shadowed! I was getting Ansy to start!)

+Elipsis+
Elipsis looked back to the young wolf for a moment, then took abetter look at the area they were in. Oh he remembered all the days he spent fighting here, with Blood, and even hs father. Before long his new sisters and brother would be doing the same thing. "Aye.. This was where my brother, began learning the art of figthing. We spent countless hours here training." he said as he walked around the area alittle bit. "Its been a long time since he and I had sparred here. I'm surprised the earth hadn't healed itself by now. " he said mostly to himself. He flicked his ears onto young young lad when he said his uncle's name. He chuckled, and shook his head. "Herrick eh? I didn't know that brute was still alive." he said, as he faced the young brute. "Well.. What I am going to teach you, first off, is four basic principles, and maybe more.. depending." he said to him. "First.. If the way is clear, go forward." he said. "A fighter should always feel the urge to move forward, or well toward his opponent. This applies to the entire body to advance, and always apply your energy, like how gravity pulls verything to the earth, but at your opponent." he said, waiting to let that sink in his head.

-Cheveyo-
waiting with Crimson

+Ludo+
With Ireland, going to Crimson to tell her the new of Winter.

-Ireland-
Going with Ludo to find Crimson to tell the News of Winter.

Icarus
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Greyish-green orbs did not waver from Elipsis as he spoke of this place, that it was indeed a training area, his own when he was growing up. He followed Elipsis slightly, then stopped as he turned back 'round at the mention of Herrick's name. Surprise etched itself onto his face as Elipsis gave recognition to the name, but he quickly erased it from his mug. It's not like I've been around forever, he thought to himself, I guess Herrick's been around places I never knew... He shrugged, then faced the slate-pelted hessian as he began a bit of instruction. He gave a sharp incline of his head to acknowledge he had heard his mentor, and he tried to keep the lesson in mind. Herrick had taught him differently, but with his first battle as a loss, Icarus began to wonder if anything his uncle had taught him was valid. "What else, Elipsis?" he asked almost eagerly, but trying to hide that from his voice.

ooc-Here ya go Kougra, something to entertain your doggeh. ^^

A young wolfess not yet a year was stalking amongst the brief foliage. Her nose pressed to the groud there was a scent that was wolfish but not quite so. It sort of made her wrinkle her nose but not so much in an unpleasant manner. Tail wagging furiously her tawny paws hit the earth and she was at the moment, not so quite. It was actually quite a miracle that no one had caught her since she had passed the border. As keen as she was with her nose she was not fully aware that she was in a wolf pack's territory and especially not that of Muerta Mountains, despite the tell tale mountains that loomed about them.

So focused was she on the ground that she didn't notice that dog sitting and she walked right into her. Falling back on her haunches with a huff she wiggled her nose and sneezed. Composing herself she eyed the femme before her and her brow furried in confusion. "I've never seen a wolf like you before."

Icarus
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The red-streaked, ivory hessian nodded to his new mentor, letting his words sink into his head. He watched as Elipsis settled into a fighting stance, and Icarus circled him thoughtfully for a few moments, trying to find a good angle. He had done little training in his life so far that didn't include inflicting real damage, so he wondered how much Elipsis was expecting out of him. Besides, he had just told him to use to the two principles he'd taught. Okay, well.. I won't use my teeth this time, he thought. Finally he paused, bracing his legs then started moving forward. He aimed towards Elipsis, then lunged out with his two forepaws, aiming to wrap them around his mentor's neck, shoving powerfully with his shoulder. Whether he succeeded in his movement or toppled over from his own strength depended on Elipsis' next move.

+Elipsis+
Elipsis watched the young brute, as he circled him, and thought of how to go about attacking him. He smirked, as he awaited for the attack. In a real battle, the young brute wouldn't get time to think, he'd have to make split second descisions that would either make or break your attack. He watched as Icarus finally come for him, and now here would be the 'make or break' for Icarus' attack. As the young brute's forelegs went to wrap around his neck, Elipsis pushed himself forward, and up on his hind legs, going to try and wrap his forlegs around Icarus' rib cage, and try and hook his dew claws into him, and went to try and push the young Brute back, on his back.

(Ugh suckish! Hey Shadowed.. any way you can bring in Crimson in a post here anytime soon?)

Icarus
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He could see those haunting yellow eyes watching him, calculating his moves and quickly making a decision to retaliate. Icarus hadn't expected Elipsis to go easy on him, so he tried his best. As Elipsis lifted up, Icarus knew what would take place if he braced himself. They would struggle fruitlessly against each other on their hinds. Still, he reared up to meet the blow. He felt the claws digging into his ribs and growled. He waited til the precise moment as Elipsis pushed forward; he gripped his mentor firmly (but not painfully) with his teeth at the side of his neck and suddenly pulled them both backward. He exhaled just before hitting the ground to avoid winding himself and rolled back using Elipsis' own momentum against him. He kicked out with his hind legs as hard as he could (releasing his hold on Elipsis' neck), hoping to send him flying.

He rolled to the side now, getting back to his paws. He had to admit, he rather enjoyed Elipsis' method of battle. Herrick's had been too full of wiry movements, flailing and instincts that had proven useless. Sparring with Elipsis, he could feel a rush as he pushed against his opponent and fought with force and timing. He stood holding his head even with his shoulders now, tail flicking parallel to the ground behind him. He wanted to hear more, and learn how to fight properly, to become a successful warrior. Though he hated to be under another male's guidance, he felt a thrill at learning real moves, things that would help him win when his pride or his life depended on it. He had been ashamed earlier, and rightfully so. But after training and practicing with Elipsis he knew he would become better. He might even thank his mentor in the end.

Crimson
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She growled with impatience as the newcomer made no reply. If he could offer nothing to her, then he might as well be dead. Flicking her spiked tail she turned, looking to her pups. "It seems we've found only a voiceless shadow," she muttered, glaring back over her shoulder. Her claws dug into the ground; she wouldn't mind making a kill right now. But before she could do anything she found herself looking into Ludo's eyes, a friend of his following behind. "Ludo," she greeted him, brushing her muzzle lightly against his. Her mood swings were intense and unpredictable. She sat back, wondering what was up. They seemed to have some news. "What is it?" she asked curiously, "Has something happened?" She couldn't begin to guess what was about to be said, and only waited in silence, her twitching tail the only sign of her irritation with the newcomer who had never said a word.

Ooc- Sorry about leaving Crimson for so long. Guess I was waiting on Oblivion, but she most likely hasn't found this place. Not like she replies anyways... XD Anywho, here's Crimson!

Icarus
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The young brute watched as Elipsis quickly righted himself and was right back into action. With a rush of breath he dashed forward too, trying to practice what the older male had told him. Elipsis' quick fangs caught his leg, and he growled at the sharp pressure applied to the bone. He quickly latched his jaws onto the brute's ear, tugging ferociously at it to try and make him let go. He knew in a real battle he could inflict more serious damage to the face or neck, but he was not going to try and draw lots of blood during a sparring match.

Crimson
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She accepted the affectionate rub without protest, leaning into his shoulder slightly. She found herself unable to resist the comfort of her mate, no matter how differently she'd been acting lately. She felt little attachment to their newest spawn, but she had loved Ludo for too long to be distant from him forever. Tilting her head curiously, she narrowed her eyes and looked over to Ireland. What sort of news could he have that would possibly interest her? She shrugged, waiting to hear what was said. Surprised, her brows raised. She had never thought she would hear about Winter again, assuming that her bones lay in some far off land. Well, she was far off, but certainly not dead by the sounds of it. She smirked.

"Good, another child to be proud of," she almost purred, eyes narrowed now with content, "She may not be some big success, but she has faired on her own since no more than a yearling." She did not care whether or not her daughter was alpha, warrior or omega. She was alive. Her spirits lifted somewhat, knowing at least she hadn't lost a second offspring. Suddenly Akira's voice lifted into the air. Crimson clawed the ground anxiously; she wanted to ask more about her daughter, but she would not ignore the Queen's summons. She looked to Ludo. "Well, let's go," she said, flicking her tail, "And he might as well come too. Is he staying?" She supposed she could have asked him, but the words had already spilled from her maw.

Making her way slowly, she turned back to her children. "Come along, the Queen beckons," she growled, tail whipping into the air. She padded along at a leisurely pace, waiting for everybody to come with her as she made her way to Akira. Finally her ivory shape was in sight, and Crimson sped up a bit, halting as she came before the mistress, dipping her head in a respectful greeting.

Avenged
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Sitting around with her siblings, she listened with interest to the adults' conversation, wondering about the one they called Winter. She cocked her head as her mother spoke; so, Winter must be another sister she didn't know about, just like she did not know Blood. She would never know him, but what about Winter. Would they ever meet? Her tassel wagged slightly at the thought, but she quickly straightened it out and rose to her paws as Crimson beckoned them. She had heard Akira's call, but was still not used to pack life. She would not have known to even lift an ear in response, nevermind move towards the howl. Following her mother, she sat at a distance from where her mother had placed herself, not knowing how close she should be.

Ooc- sorry for the crapiness, I don't feel very creative at all

((Dog plot slipped my mind... I guess spring break is messing with my mind.))
Paws lightly touched dirt as he glanced around, wondering where the nearest pack was, for that was his- their destination. He turned back slightly, noticing his companion was a little slower than normal, but it was to be expected. She still wasn't that accustomed to the rough terrain of the wild yet. Still, she would still fare good enough in a fight, especially one with himself as a tag partner. Stopping to wait for her, he looked around at the trees before a scent same to him. "Ah, so this is where the pack's territory stretches to. Well... I doubt we want to start a fight here yet, so... Pin, what do you think we should do?" Stark questioned of Penilla. This was one of his tests, just to see how much she learned from him.

She noticed Stark ahead of her. It was clear she still needed a bit more training before she would move quickly. At least her motions now were natural and she didn't have to look at the ground too much anymore. She was tired, since they had traveled quite a while without rest, but she was determined to keep up and not cause Stark to slow down his pace just for her. The world outside the human lands were amazing, though, much more beautiful and natural than those buildings humans construct. Although her knowledge of humans was more extensive than that of Stark's, which came in handy at times, since she had picked up on their weird way of thinking. Sometimes those weird ideas gave way to new ideas from Stark.

She sighed, wondering what being in a pack would be like. Penilla knew Stark had been in one in the past soon after running away from the human world. It was hard to bite down the smile that came after, since he came back soon after just to find his remaining family members. It was soon after that they found another dog, though. One that was quite interested in the wolves of this area.

Stark's voice broke her from her thoughts and she looked up, noticing that he had stopped and that she was now at a rest next to him. "Well... considering what kind of pack this is, I'd say we should give them a warning that we've approached and are interested in going in?" She wasn't looking forward to accidentally provoking them into attack by just barging in. "I don't really want to just blindly enter and anger them, Stark..." She shifted a bit closer to him, since he was the only thing that was familiar. Right now, anything familiar would be comforting, even her cousin.