Flare Flare was stalking through the territory just shy of the mines, when the great and terrible form of something caught his attention. Rubbery, pale skin across a four legged creature. Towering easily three times his height. But despite all that power and height, the creature's steps seemed oddly muted as it stepped casually through the grass. It’s long trunk searching before it. An elephant. He hadn’t seen on in some time, but this was the second of its kind he had ever seen. With Sephiran’s command still spurring him on, the order to better himself, he stepped forward. Wondering if he would have any other takers for this hunt. Though he was not much of a team player, he knew he would be a fool to attempt to take it on alone. He raised his head and howled. "Speech"

Citadel was near the edge of the Col when his Raven companion came soaring through the skies with a cry. She had found something interesting something so cool, that he would be a fool to miss out. Knowing he was being tailed by one of his parents companions (he was on close watch from his last adventures outside the pack) he went on regardless. Rules were becoming increasingly easy for him to break. He knew he that should matter more to him, but somehow… it just didn’t.

He arrived to find a great pale creature stepping through the grasses. He stared in open mouth shock and wonder. What on earth was that!


"Citadel Fatalis"

The hot day does little to deter Wade from seeking out adventure and, in fact, he decides to travel a little further from home than normal. Fat paws plod lazily through the grass as the tall teenager scans the area, a perpetually bored expression on his face as he goes. ‘What is wrong with you?’ Sly quips from the depths of mind and Loki is quick to reply, ‘He is trying to be edgy or something.’ The red boy swears he can feel the eye rolls that follow and he cannot stop the grin that suddenly splits his maw.

A howl rings through the air, inviting any nearby hunters to come and join. Of course, Wade isn’t going to pass up an opportunity like this and the teen is quick to take off, thundering over to where the call issued from. Paws slow of their accord as he spies a fiery cloaked male and a crystal crown adorned youth but, what really steals is attention, is the huge leathery looking creature that they both are looking at.

Wide eyes take in the wonder as he pulls to a stop near the other two wolves and joins them; silently waiting to be told what to do because he sure as shit has no fucking clue.


"Wade Preator" | 'Sly' | 'Loki'

To say the Mendacium man didn’t know what to do with himself lately would an understatement. It was as if life was passing him by and honestly, Mal couldn’t care less. Today he had decided that he needed to push himself out of pack lands and he was taking a leisurely stroll when a howl catches his attention.

Curiosity pulls him toward the wolf that issued the invitation and he is greeted by the sight of three other wolves that have already gathered. Quietly, Malico joins them, aqua eyes sliding out to where the huge beast lazily forges for food. Since he has never dealt with this type of creature, he looks to the one wolf who seems to be the leader of this rapidly growing group and quirks a brow at him, ready to follow their instructions as best as he can.


"Malico Mendacium"

Enyo had been frequenting the battlefield as of late. She enjoyed the lighthearted spars and occasional fights the area brought daily. Although today, scents drifting down from the mountain had caught her attention. One stood out amongst the others, one that her experienced nose did not recognize. A scent that was not of a wolf. Perhaps it would be best to check it out. Better her than one of Insomnia's younger wolves.

There would be a howl that echoed down the mountain and bounced around the field which made Enyo burst into a run. Someone needed assistance.

After some time, Enyo approached the scene with slow, deliberate steps, her immense figure emerging from the trees. The air here was cooler compared to the rest of Boreas, but it invigorated her thick, battle-hardened body. As the scents of unfamiliar wolves began to blend in the breeze, she couldn't help but notice each one distinct, with traces of foreign soil. Her nostrils flared. As she got closer to the scene she noticed them all staring at something. She noted them each. There was a strange man, with a fiery undercoat and sharp fangs. Another wolf she had yet to encounter, this one smelled different than the first with his coat of blue and slate and... was that gems inside his forehead? How pretty. Then there was another who smelled of only himself. Perhaps a loner? Potent red pelt with a masked face and eyes whiter than the clouds above. Lastly, her eyes drifted to the one carrying yet another scent. Another male with a pelt like night-blooming lavender mixed with something darker. Was that also gems in his ears? Enyo wouldn't get close enough to confirm. Nor did she care to.

Her silver-blue gaze locked on the elephant, the massive beast, something she had never seen before. It towered over even her, its sheer size and odd, pale skin alien to her. Yet there was no fear in her as she assessed it. Instead, her heart beat faster- not out of hesitation, but excitement. Stepping up to the gathered wolves, Enyo kept her head held high, her posture exuding the confidence of a leader without needing to speak first. The others seemed to wait for instruction, and why wouldn't they? Glad to see she wasn't around fools who barrelled in without thought.

"An interesting beast," Enyo began, her voice thick and velvety, the power in it undeniable. "Good afternoon to you all. I take it we shall fight together as brethren today? My name is Enyo Dunamis" she said, nodding toward each of them in a respectful greeting. She did not hear much conversation "I was thinking we go for the hamstrings?"

Her icy eyes flicked between the wolves, silently assessing their strengths. All seemed able and some were impressive. With a final glance toward the massive creature, Enyo's lips curled in the slightest grin. This would be a hunt to remember.

"SPEECH"

CODE BY SIN

Medusa encouraged him to go out and expand his horizons. To explore without fear and better understand the world around him. Well, safe to say she didn't have to ask him twice! He took off with glee from Insomnia lands, and low and behold he had found the scent of what he had recently learned was a half-brother. What was he doing? Where was he going!? Ripper had yet to interact with him yet, and what better time than now!? Not only that, but it was a chance to work on his tracking skills! He followed Wade's scent, eventually coming across another Insomnian scent. What!? Were they going somewhere fun without him!? Huffing, the skeleton marked boy kept on his venture northward until he reached the mines, and there he found a group of wolves that included the two from his pack, along with a familiar scent of a mighty beast he had hunted once before!

He wasted no time in approaching the group, bi-colored eyes finding quite the assortment of gathered wolves, including one interesting kid that had some weird crystals growing out of his head! Oof, he wondered if that hurt at all. Coming up on them, his gaze moved from one wolf to the next, nostrils flaring as he didn't recognize the scents of the other three pack wolves. Then his eyes lay excitedly on the beast! "Woow! Ripper didn't know they traveled North, too! Wonder if they get cold without any fur!" He exclaimed. He heard Enyo speak, and he perked up even more. "Oh oh oh! Are we hunting it!? Ripper has hunted one before! Ripper wants to hunt it!"

"Speech"

Flare Derision crossed the red wolf's face when the first wolf to appear was a child. A very, very young child by the size of their paws and the general puppyness of their features. The next wolf to show was… marginally better. Reaching adulthood, at least. But taking on an elephant with two children? No, thank you. It was with some relief that he watched a purple wolf approach, a black and silver female that looked formidable, and another young wolf. This time grey and white. An odd bunch, but he’d take what he could get. Perhaps he could adopt the Syndicate way of sending the puppies out first. He hid a smile, and looked at the wolves. He nodded to the black and white wolf. “I agree, hamstrings are likely our best bet. The younger wolves can distract, prance in front of, catch its attention, go for small strikes. You, you, and myself, we need to go for the vulnerable points on the back of its legs” He said, pointing at Enyo and Malico. He gave the briefest moment for people to adjust to their roles, and then turned his attention forward. “Let’s go.” He barked. They had an elephant to kill. "Speech"

Citadel’s excitement grew when he wasn’t sent away, and more wolves poured in. this was going to be amazing! He was given a job by the wolf that seemed to be running the show, and he nodded his head briskly. Distract! He could certainly do that. He grinned, and the moment the red wolf gave the order, he was off like an arrow. Racing towards the elephant with no fear in the world.

“Hey Ugly!” He called out as he darted out in front of it. “Hey! Look here! Wanna play?” He shouted at the smooth skinned creature. So large, so odd. He’d never seen anything like it.


"Citadel Fatalis"

Surrounded by children, Enyo had half a mind to leave the dimwitted pups to die. If they couldn't make the decision to not shove themselves in a certain death situation then perhaps it was nature's way. It seemed to Enyo that the fiery one had half a mind. The blue boy was larger than the rest and seemed to have the most promising future. Enyo was, of course, only going off looks.

The world had seemed far more serious for her at that age.

At the command Enyo would nod her head, her ego happy to be agreed with.

"Very well."

The large woman would position herself as instructed. Her black and white pelt cut across the grass with ease and surprising grace. Her usually heavy paws seemed to float towards her spot, positioning herself to be behind the massive beast. Waiting for the others to do the same. She made sure to keep her distance, she had never seen a creature so grand. So dangerous. Icy eyes observed the skin, how alien this creature was.

No fur, only flesh. Flesh that she was certain to be of the incredibly thick sort.



"SPEECH"

CODE BY SIN

Wade watches the huge, leathery skinned creature curiously as a few more wolves arrive but his attention only for the beast. When a voice cracks the silence, the red and black teen practically jumps out of his skin and he turns his white eyes to take in the bulky lady. Head cants to the side as he catches the scent of Insomnia on her fur and he offers her a lopsided grin in greeting as he says, “I’m Wade Preator.”

Turning his gaze to the fiery clad male who seemed to be leading this hunt, the gangly teen quickly adds, “Never seen one of these before but just tell me what to do and I’ll get it done.” Of course, Sly is quick to pipe up, ‘Not well but we’ll get it done.’ Wade is suddenly glad that Sly cannot be heard by anyone else in the group. A skeletal marked teen is the last to round out the group, also smelling of Insomnia and the red young man offers him an excited grin.

Attention turns to their leader as he speaks and Wade grins madly at the plan. Barking his agreement, the teen is quick to take off after the crystal crowned pup. Howling loudly in the hopes of gaining the beasts attention, Wade’s steps falter as the creature trumpets back at him. Eyes flash with amazement as he barks, “That thing makes music with its long face!”

Truly, it is a marvel and he decides to try and snag its long trunk in the hopes of recreating its sounds after the hunt. Gangly legs push him hither and tither as he works to draw the creature’s attention away from the wolves that are doing the real damage to it by using his natural ability to annoy others to his advantage.


"Wade Preator" 'Thinking'| 'Sly' | 'Loki'

More wolves appear and Malico inclines his head in respectful greeting toward the woman who introduces herself and offers, “Malico Mendacium.” Simple, to the point and not unkind but the purple man is not one to use more words then is absolutely needed. Gaze turns to the fire-marked leader of the group as he gives instructions and the Mendacium man bows his head in understanding, waiting for the hunt to officially kick off.

At the barked orders to go, the purple male follows after the impromptu leader, sticking close enough to the other two adults to be of help if they need him. The youth effectively grab the great beast’s attention and he seems to materialize behind the creature, slipping up behind the back, right leg with practiced ease. With a snarl, he attacks the heel, using teeth and obsidian claws to work his way through the thick hide.

The beast blares in alarm and Malico is forced to retreat as it shuffles it’s legs in an attempt to turn and swing its trunk at him. Ducking away, he shoots a glance to the other two, hoping they can use the wounds he opened to get the hamstring and fell this grand animal.


"Malico Mendacium"

His attention was drawn between the several wolves that were here. The two from Insomnia he wasn't wholly familiar with on a personal level, but hey, they were part of Insomnia so that automatically made them good in his book! The others he had never met before, but that didn't matter to him in the long run. They were here to hunt the wrinkled, naked beast, and so when a plan was formulated, the skeletal marked boy grinned and started. Following the crystal crowned pup and Wade in harassing the elephant. The yearling barked and snapped, harassing the front legs as he snapped his teeth at its skin, dodging any blows the elephant tried to send his way and avoiding being squashed by its massive feet! He swiped with his talons, opening up the skin enough to make it bleed before it turned its attention to the wolves behind it. "Ripper||"Menace"

Citadel ran ahead of the giant creature, having a grand old time as the older wolves attacked its legs. He dodged its trunk as it swung it with a mighty cry, and let out a whoop of delight when it bellowed again, falling to its knees. He turned back when the older wolves started swarming it, hacking at its vulnerable points as they bled it, until he heard someone cut its throat.

As it let out its dying bellow, he jumped and crawled up its shoulders to its head. Sitting behind its flappy ears for a moment, feeling as if he could see the whole world from up here.


"Citadel Fatalis"

The elephant swings its trunk, attempting to knock the harassing youth away from its face so that it might get at the adults who were doing the real damage. But Wade mirrors the crystal crowned boy, moving in, shouting, whooping with delight as they bite and tease the animal, striking at any viable piece of the animal that comes into range. Then it bellows in alarm, one hind leg collapsing as the wolves manage to bring it to its knees. He is quick to jump forward, pinning the flailing trunk to the ground as the adults finish it off.

It trumpets one final bellow, its death cry before falling still and the once great beast is now laid low by the hunting party. Excitedly, Wade calls out, “I call its head!” while slapping the now limp trunk. Without waiting for permission, he sets about severing his prize from the rest of the creature while eyeing the other boy who is sitting on top of the head as if he alone had killed the mighty creature. A bloody grin splits his maw as he continues his work.


"Wade Preator" 'Thinking'| 'Sly' | 'Loki'

Malico expertly dodged away from the large shuffling feet, dipping away just in time to avoid the swinging trunk. With a quick glance to Enyo and the leader of this hunt, he is charging back in, obsidian claws unsheathing as he goes for the gashes that he had already opened on the beast’s back leg. A snarl rumbles past his lips as he digs deep into the leathery flesh, seeking the tendons that hide underneath.

A bellow alerts him to the fact that he has struck true and he dances backward as the elephant’s leg gives out, sending the heavy creature crashing to its knees. Long legs push him around the mighty animal’s side, bringing him up to the side its neck. Its head tilts back, trunk winding up to attack and he launches himself at the exposed flesh of its neck, front legs raising as he sinks claws and teeth into the thick skin.

Mal thrashes violently, opening deep wounds as he goes while his back legs brace him as he attacks, leaving room at the wide neck for the other adults to help if they so choose. The elephant grows weaker, listing to the side and the purple male is forced to abandon his position or risk being crushed. With the help of the others, they sufficiently open the beast’s neck and it bellows one last, dying call before falling still.

Panting, he takes a moment to look at the other wolves, tongue flicking out to clean his maw as he dips his head in quiet thanks. Without a word, Malico turns and leaves, having no need of the meat but having stuck around to further his hunting abilities.

-exit Malico-


"Malico Mendacium"