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coming to the desert for a good time wasn't an obvious sport for anyone. but he hoped to find entertainment that stood out-, wanting & longing for his next victim. he went traveling at night, looking terrifying to any individual whom might've saw him. his glacier blue eye glowing in the indigo arrangement to create an eerie look as he trampled with a slow blink. his massive paws coming to step over the sandy terrain while he peered afar to see palm trees & reflective water.
he makes his way over until he pauses, sitting at the brink of the waterhole that seemed to glitter. erebos was a nocturnal wolf during these times; finding comfort in the dark. the tall male then shifts his weight when he lowers his neck to extend for a drink, his jowls parting for a moment as his tongue comes to lap at the cooler liquid below. swallowing till satisfied, as he did with most things.

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Celeste had claimed this place once, well before Maki had been born, but it still kinda felt like home. The sanctuary of it, or so she daydreamed as she approached, not realising someone had found the Oasis before her. She'd built it up in her mind as some sort of paradise and maybe for a time it had been, with dens dug out in the sand, and comfortable lounges laid with pillows and furs to sleep the afternoon away on. But her imagination remained bright and vivid even now, and reality couldn't quite line up with what she'd built up in her mind. It was too hot for one and she found herself rushing towards the water with no mind that it was already occupied, that she wasn't alone.

She drank with hasty swipes of her tongue, little elegance or grace, near slobbering the spring water all over herself till she'd gotten her fill. It was only when she raised her head, droplets falling from her maw did she notice. Oops.

Tall and looming and with such a hefty build it looked like he could beat the snout out of people with just his shoulder muscles alone. She didn't know how, maybe he'd flex them into submission. His coat was dark, would have just been that were it not for the slash of white that crossed his face, wandered off down his neck, maybe onto his belly too? She not so subtly tilted her head, bowing a little to see if his tummy was white too.

"Oh hi!" She finally said, as if just remembering that was a thing.

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he sees her a mile away, coming in hot with little assessment of her surroundings. a fatal mistake had she crept upon the wrong one. erebos prided himself on being higher than; strategic with his cruelties, deserving them. while a dangerous one, he was not a tactless wolf. he was decisive, cunning and precise when he shot.
the wolf seen is one that resembles a koi fish; having horns and seemingly split by the face with an impressive height. she had a peculiar visage he would not forget easily as his orbs looked her up then down. he judges her with a steady gaze, watching her gulp water down with eagerness. she's but a few steps away as she finally pauses to take notice of erebos who stood towering near above her. yet still, his eyes are hardened upon her image, his face seemingly voided of emotion.
as she looks up, she seems to glare at his girth. what was she doing?- his ears twitch with question. she greeted him as if he just appeared, rousing more confusion in him. "you are a strange one, whelp." he spoke bluntly with baritone tunes.

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Strange? Well maybe, it wasn't intentional or anything, but she certainly had that quirky girl energy to her. But whelp? She wasn't quite sure what to make of that, it felt like it ought to be demeaning, like he was mocking her for something she'd done. Not that she was the most socially aware, sheltered and naive, a deadly combination with a mind like hers. Still he seemed dark and brooding and oh so mysterious and-not even against her better judgement, as she didn't have any- she found herself curious. Like he was one of those cool guy characters from one of her stories, but in the flesh. How exiciting.

"How come?" Came her frankly not very intelligent question. "Are you a Klein? You look like one." She kinda hoped not, cause then they'd be related. Ick.

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she seemed in a be in her own bubble-, a world erebos wanted nothing to do with. god forbid it was contagious.. he seats himself, taking that she was no obvious threat, if one at all. still, her size was one that he'd watch for, calculative eyes darting over her horns and face. taking mental notes; 'a Klein?,' he thinks, must've been a family. "No, not a Klein," his deep voice assured her, his eyes lifting from their harsher glare by now. "A dunamis."
erebos finally does her the decency to reply her previous question- partially. "You're a yearling yes?" he took an educated guess; she was a big one, but her youth spilt past her dual tone eyes. she a beautiful wolf at that, hopefully she lived to become graceful one day. "Are you a healer?" he asked for his own reasons, secretive for now.

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A Dunamis? She'd never heard of that name before and her curious slow blink said as much, it wasn't as if it was a big deal or nothing. But she certainly was intrigued by his aloof demeanour, a sort of I'm better than you, girl vibe that she picked up on quickly, even if it didn't seem as though she had. She was stewing away, brows pinching in thought, mentally scrawling away notes- because how could she not be inspired? He was so cool!

"Ah? Oh yeah," she was indeed over a year old or so. Though if you asked her exact age she'd shrug with a dunno, it wasn't like it was something she kept a track of. Maybe she ought to though. She was clearly fascinated by him, hanging off his every word as she stepped a little closer, paws splishing in the shallow water of the oasis. "Erm, dunno much 'bout plants. You hurt?"

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her response was lame and frankly disappointing. by now, he'd learn to not expect so much from the girl. but she seemed to do her own learning, her eyes glued on him as she stepped forward. his brow briefly quirked up, his gaze unwavering. "What on earth are you doing child?" he said in a lowly grumble. his ears flattened for a second as he glanced at the pool before returning to her face.
she looked fascinated, her eyes fixating on his form some more. he tolerated it well nonetheless, but perhaps he ought to remain distant. "No, not hurt." he lies. finding no use in spilling his whereabout too much. she knew his last name- and he only let on what he had to for the time being. everything else though.. "Where do you come from?" he inquired, selectively attempting to know more about her residence. perhaps it would shed light on who he was bound to, had they known & heard of the oddity named Medusa. still, he's careful not to exchange information on his behalf, or insomnia's-, as he knows the game at play.

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"Ehh, dunno 'bout child." She certainly thought she was very mature for her age, not like other girls. Not that she really knew many folk her age, the only wolf Maki compared herself too was Delphi and she was- she wasn't like other girls either, in a completely different way. All boss bitch and wild streaks. Maki was...he wasn't entirely sure of her own vibe, she knew what she wanted to be and the aesthetics that entailed but self reflection was not her strong suit, it seemed. If he wasn't hurt, why'd he asked about a healer then? Maki could be a little dumb and naive, but the bar wasn't so low she was tripping over it, not super regularly at least. Still she wasn't quite sure if she was invested enough to call him a liar, the more laid back part of her nature honestly didn't care that much so she let it go with a lame shrug. "Heiðinn, northish that way." She flicked with her tail, sticking it out straight and sort of...wobbly pointing, like the needle of a compass that couldn't quite settle on the exact direction.