I think he's got that Pill-Popping Problem...(Bru;Dark-esk)

-Twin towers flickered 'round the air as he walked steadily, not too fast, not to slow. Paw pads were sore and bleeding, but that didn't bother him. Not one bit. He would deal with that problem later. The earth could have as much of his lifeforce as it thought it could handle. His bod could, and would always replenish more. Skies knew that he took enough from each kill to restore what he had lost three-fold again. Tearing his coat out of branches as he walked, his flaxen orbs glanced around at the world before and beside him. A drifter and traveler he had always been. After that idiotic bruja had attacked him, he had ceased to care about much in the world. Ceased to care about anything but keeping himself fed, and at time, even that was forgone. He had eaten recently though, just a rabbit or two, he couldn't remember, so he was fine to keep walking, despite the cracked and bleeding pads on his worn paws. His coat of snow was patchy in places, from laying in the dirt to sleep, marring his usually handsome appearance into something... more then a little homely. Not that it really mattered to him. He would take care of himself how and when he wanted to. Other opinions didn't bother him too much, helping his current lack of care towards his coat.

He continued to walk, his stance a softly slouched high and regal walk, as if he was the most important thing in the world. Really, to himself, sometimes he was the most important and only thing in the world. Right now... it seemed to fit with the lack of people and scents around. This was a strange place... it seemed desolate and a bit... abandoned. Then again, off pack lands, most places were like that. Or so the ones he had seen the most of. Packs had never suited him to a T, but he had joined and left them often, if they met his needs for the moment. He didn't know what he was looking for now, but whatever it was, he figured if it was important he would find it.-

*DIBS*...I need to make a new char here XD

-He really hated the sun. Dry earth even more. He panted a little bit, and resolved his scattered and fragmented thoughts. If anything, he needed some water. There were some in the creatures he had feasted on, but not enough to satisfy his own needs. The only benefit he had was his white coat; then again, it was only a little benefit, for if he stayed out in the beating sun too long, it would cause his skin to burn, and that was dreadful. He shook his head; he had gone through that once, and wasn't planning on doing it again.

After his resolved thought, the dry wind changed it's course. And on that wind, it carried a scent. A snarl passed his lips as he whipped his tail a little. Of course. Someone had to be here... and after further analysis of the scent, he decided it must be a female. Those were always trouble. With a sigh he reclined back onto his haunches and let his tassle hang loose behind him. If trouble was coming, why try to avoid it. He sat there relaxed, and waited for whomever it was to come his way. He was in no rush or hurry.-

-Watched the girl approach, she looked as if she was gliding along the ground, a floating spectre. A grin broke across his face as he mentally laughed at himself. A visit from a spectre he could smell as well. It would be about par for him. However, the closer she got to him, the more solid she appeared, and the more obvious her footfalls became. His grin fled from his face, tawny eyes giving her the once over. From there, they glanced around; she seemed to be alone. Well, perhaps that would make things easier. Less of a hassle.

He noted her cautiousness; sitting out of reach but close enough to speak. Why did they always want to speak? Trivial thing was almost all that escaped their maws... Swivling his auds a small yawn escaped him before his baritone voice rumbled out from his chest.- Traveling isn't sane... why should it make a difference when one decides to?

-A small, crooked grin would play it's way onto his cracked lips at her words.-Ah, but sanity is merely but a perception, my dear. -The brute's grin became more apparent the more she spoke. It made him look almost as if he was about to break into laughter about some hilarious joke only he had heard.

Her speak of sanity only caused him to bow his head, and his shoulders jumped up and down in a rough, silent laugh before he lifted his head to look at her lazily.- Yes, you wouldn't want to be called Hippocratic now would you? Hehehe. Hippocracy at it's finest, yes indeed.... -The end of his sentence trailed off, and his eyes glazed over for a moment, as if he had gone to another place, and his ears flopped to the side gracelessly.

However, they perked a little at her voice as she spoke of water. That cool, rich source of life that everyone needed. It was such a hassle; why was there -one- thing that could sustain them all, and why was it always so hard to find? A small, shuddery sigh escaped his black lips as he took to needless words once again.- The wrong way? And I suppose you know this land better then I.... It was trailed off, and not a question... he had spoken too much for his liking during this encounter.

-A grin broke across his maw as she admitted to her assumption; it wasn't nice to assume anything of anyone. Even if she had been correct the first time; why did she have to know? She didn't and wouldn't; that was that. His ears did perk a little at her mention of an oasis; cursing himself internally for reacting, he flicked his tail a little. He had been out here a while, and she was right; it wasn't sane for any being to be out running around. Then again, had he not just proved that he, himself, wasn't entirely sane at all? Who was to know; the females thoughts were he own and he was fine with that. He didn't want to get tangled in that sort of web again. Confusing they were, bitches.

Follow me. Tsch. Like she should be telling him anything, giving him orders like she's some Queen stuck up on her golden stool. Going there... anyway. Riiiiight. Like he believed that. He snorted a little, and let her turn away from him. Never would he follow like some trained pup, to allow her to think she had any sort of control.

Standing on shaky pillars, he walked alongside her prints, and arrived at the shaded area minutes after she did. He didn't want to seem too eager. Looking around with tawny eyes, he growled softly before walking up to the water and bowing his head for a drink. Away from the girl, of course.-

-His tongue lapped at the water before him greedily, and without remorse. He ignored her looks as he arrived, and did the same now. His thirst was not easily quenched from the heat of the day, and he continued to drink even after she took for a rest. He hadn't growled thinking she would keep him away; she couldn't keep him from something he wanted. It was to announce his presence, and he was a little irritated; then again, when wasn't he?

He flicked his tail and slowed his lapping at her words, and then continued for a moment before speaking.-No where.

-He rolled his eyes at he words about going no where, and pulled back from the water to sit on the ground, partially facing her. Then again, it was not to respect, merely to keep her in his sights in case she felt the need to try anything with him that he did not permit. A sigh broke out from his lips, and from the corner of his tawny eyes, caught her yawn. Apparently she was just as bored as he in this little oasis. Life could be sustained here, but it wouldn't be as fun as away from here. More challenging out there.

Looking at her only when it seemed that her attention was completely away from him; she looked into some distance place that was black and purple with storm clouds, he took a few cricket chirps, well if there had been any, to look at the tri-colouring of her coat. She was the opposite of him, black where he was white, but brown where he was black. It was a strange notion to him, and it shook him a little.- Hmph. This place won't see any.

-Her relaxation was probably an attempt by her to keep him calm. If she was as smart as she put herself off to be, then that would be true of her. Anything to keep him calm, especially as mad as the heat exposure had made him. It rattled the grey between his ears a little more then he often liked to admit, and burned him the same. He tossed his head at her blatant stare, but watched the clouds again himself.

She was a femme. They were all alike. There was nothing special about her, but for the fact that she had led him to water and kept him from being dehydrate any longer. A shiver ran though his pelt as his body started to feel the release of the liquid's natural 'healing' properties run through his veins.-

Hydra

She would glance again at the brute and would refrain from snorting at him as he tossed his head before looking back at the clouds. He mustn't be a roamer of the desert to know that rain over yonder could cause quick flash floods across the flat plains of the desert. Her eyes would narrow seeking the high ground in case it was needed soon. She would flick her tail and again glance at Mr. Conversationalist over there and would roll her tongue across her jaws.

"Just a suggestion...if you bathe in it ...it will help clear the heat from your thoughts." She would say but didn't look at him at the time. She didn't want to make him think she was being haughty...which she kind of was but he wasn't stable at the moment. He had that look in his eyes from the sun, glazed over and hot...easily flared.

-She was right there, he wasn't a frequent roamer of the deserts, and really had little idea of how things ran there. Not that he would ever admit that, or make it seem that way, but for accidents like thinking the oasis wouldn't see the rain that threatened on the horizon. He rested his chin on his paws as he lay there, waiting for.... well, he wasn't sure. Supposed it was for him to feel ready to move on again. Cool enough and refreshed... his ears flicked as she poke again. He snorted a bit at her suggestion, something he hadn't thought of.- So you approve of me soiling the water for my own good?

That was something a bit new to him; he hadn't thought that she would like him to do that, since she spoke so highly of the water around here, like it was the crown jewel. Besides, if it was to rain soon, then he wouldn't need a rinse off.

"Suit yourself stranger." She would say. "The pools are constantly refreshed by an underground spring so you wont be soiling it." she would say and would flick her tail in annoyance. She would turn back and look at the flashing lighting in the dark clouds in the distance. She would stand and could almost feel the water in the air. She would shake her head. This was not good. Her eyes scanned for a high point. Sand dunes would have to do in a rush. There were some not too far off from here...perhaps...a mile out?

She would glance back at him and would stand. Uneasy...as if she could feel the rushing waters on their way already. "I am moving to higher ground." She would glance at the storm again. Telling him as if to give him fair warning for the impending floods to come ripping like a torrent through these flat lands. She would lift her paws and lope out into the sand making her way slowly toward the highest of the moving dunes.