Rise Above This - Seether

Newol

The thoughts of the past few days weighed heavily on Newol's mind. All of the power struggles that where going on, meeting all the new people. What had been the warm and welcoming place he had first arrived in was now littered with chaos. It was times like this that made him so very very happy to be a loner. Though, because of his nature, he had many friends who where in packs. So even though he was not directly affected by the drama of the packs, he still felt the ripples. Valhalla's destruction was probably the hardest part, especially because of his dear friend Erani. She had taken a likeing to the brute and he was thankful. It was nice to have a wise friend older then himself. It had been so long sense he'd had a motherly figure in his life. Especially sense he could remember his birth mother. She'd had her reasons for what she'd done though. She'd been right in telling him to run from that desert as long and fast and hard as he could before it could swallow him. If he hadn't as such a young lad, he wouldn't be where he was, and he wouldn't be the creature he was. Erani knew that story. And he supposed that maybe that's why she was fond of him. Erani was a tough old girl too. The healer had taken it upon herself to rebuild Valhalla. And some how or another, Newol had gotten himself sucked into it all. And on top of that, he now had a female that had caught him in her sway! But for right now, the brown pelted male needed a break, needed some time for just him. He'd been on the move sense before the sun had risen about the hills, and he made his way north. He'd only been north once before, when he'd met that crimson she wolf who'd dazzled him. Maybe he'd see her again some time. But for now he made his way along with nothing in his mind but the face of a certain white furred female from one of the packs that he'd met and a triumphant tune. It didn't take him long after reaching the snowy ground to find the mountains and start climbing. He didn't know what he'd find or where he was going, he just knew that he was making his way along and exploring. Something he hadn't done in awhile. It wasn't easy climbing the mountain, at least not from his approach as he purposely skipped the trail and worked straight up the side. But that was the point. He was using the strain of exercise to drive all the annoying little worries of the big picture out of his mind. Finally, reaching the top of the small mountain, he saw that it bowled with the surrounding land and formed bowl that was filled with a large lack that had at one point been dry land as there where a few trees sticking out of the top of the water. Walking up to edge of the lake, he dare not go in, knowing with the cold wind and snow that the water would be deadly cold. However, he did find this a nice place to enjoy the sun setting in the horizon, with its amazingly clear view of the sky. As the wolf settled into a sitting position, bringing his tail to rest on top of his front paws, wind running through his pelt as he turned up to the sky with a pleasant smile on his face. As the gorgeous oranges and pinks danced across the sky he was sure now. Yes. All the noise would settle down. And this place will once again be a nice quiet and calm place to live and be again.

What a fun game stalking was, simply as well. It wasn't really stalking as it was observing as the beast hide herself int he side lines, her little companion in the tree's watching the man like an ordinary day. She was the thing of nightmare's, she was the stories that were told to children to make them eat their food and go to bed. Her tail flicked behind her the grin keeping on her face as her dark aura grew. Moving about in the tree's the fourty two inch tall beast watched him like a cat, her crystal blue eyes watching him then her companion. The Myna bird made small squaks before flying down in front of Newol scratching lightly at his head fur and landing on the tree above him. "What's a little boy doing out in the woods?" The bird spoke in Ryouta's voice in place for her. The female like tones of a wolf hitting the easily mimic master as it looked at Newol. Ryu stayed in the dark with a grin, watching the two. It wasn't everyday she ran into a male she could not kill, he probably was not a nobody by the looks of it. She would not risk such things until she had her pack. The monster may have been insane, but she was not an idiot. Turning her head she straightened her heaving body, now she didn't look like she had pups, then again her fat covered up that fact anyway. Mouth opening slightly, she giggled softly in her hiding spot perfectly. If he noticed her so be it, then the fun would have just begun. Speech,

The Warning - Nine Inch Nails (Real World Remix)

Newol

Newol snatched his head alertly at the sound of flapping wings, dropping it down so that the bird's claws only managed to slip through the fur of his head. And had it not made sure to not stop for a moment, the brute might have been a little peeved by the whole thing and made some kind of attempt to swat the bird down and pin it underneath his paw and kindly inform it not to Fuck with it. But that was not the case. And so as it went over head, he snatched his head back up with a disdainful look on his face. But moving his gaze away he was thoroughly ready to dismiss the whole thing and move on with his day. The idle thought in his head that it was just a immature bird having it's fun, nothing he could get too upset about what with his own refusal to fully mature himself. But it would seem he was wrong. Next the bird spoke. And spoke in a very convincing female wolf's voice at that. He turned to look at it puzzlingly for a moment before actually considering the creature's words. At least it was a moment to his thinking speed. Newol's thought process was incredibly fast. It was part of the reason that he had to find a nice pleasant moment, which was what this was supposed to be, to calm all the thoughts from his mind. It was also part of the reason why couldn't sit still without stimuli to save his life. Finally, the thought came full circle and his lips drew back into a very amused grin spread his face. His lips drew back on one side to reveal a row of nicely kept teeth. He rose his scared muzzle up high as he calmly spoke his words in a language he'd be surprised if the bird understood. Despite his calm tone and smile, there was nothing but hate to be found in his eyes as he did so."Лес воспитывал этого молодого человека!" Newol wasn't much one to suffer fools who couldn't be helped to improve, and was also not much in the mood to play games as he had just been having a very decent moment that was now lost. Still the little voice in the back of his mind said to watch his hind end. So, looking over his shoulder, then checking his surroundings briefly, his ears went straight up and sideways, scanning for hint of an advance on him. He flexed his front paws, splaying his toes out and then bringing them back in, scratching at the earth under his feet a few times for some faint vibration that would warn him. Finally, he returned his gaze to the bird and, maintaining his very calm demeanor and sitting position, simply staired at it with a small and content grin on his face. Making his willingness to play along made very plan.

Language used: Russian.
Translation: "The Woods Raised this Young Man."

The wolf simply observed from the shadows, she had no interest in doing anything to the man. After all she was simply getting her bearings with her new companion and with all these things being with her pups she couldn't endanger her life. She highly doubted the man could take her down, but if she did lose, then it would cause trouble for her family. It was funny, but she wanted to be better than her family was. She was insane for these reasons her family left her behind her father gave her this scar that stretched against her lips into a eternal smile she could not avoid. Her tail flicked, and she flopped down on the ground curling around the tree trunk she was behind. Through the cluster of tree's her crystal eyes keeping track of the two. And her ears making sure she could hear. Of course she didn't understand the Russian language, she knew what it was though as such she would wait for her dear Radio to do his work. "Вы можете попробовать, You can try" the first part the bird spoke was a thick mans voice, then changed back to Ryouta's. His head turned a bit, blinking curiously at the boy. Of course he was having fun with this ever since he met his new master with the tasks of collecting voices on the off chance they would make a plot to do something. The bird spread his wings, and then ruffled his tail feathers before resting them once more. "Where are you headed?" he asked, still keeping the mimiced tones of his master. As it would be as if she were speaking. Ryouta was enjoying this of course, if she were lucky she wouldn't even have to leave her little nice hiding spot. The bird flew to a lower branch looking at the boy. "Are you trying to play with me?" he spoke in Ryu's tones. As he moved his head in a creepy fashion, observing every inch of the man. Almost seeming like a robot repeated voices out of a machine but all the same they were excellent in their tones. A true masked bird, where as he could do all sorts of tricks for his master to entertain her. Of course Ryouta had no doubt her children would have all sorts of fun with Radio. She was anyway. Speech,