Let Me Be Your Dark Angel
10-05-2014, 04:31 AM
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10-05-2014, 11:13 AM
ooc;; set before his daughter's death so he's not a douche <3
The storm didn't bother him, he was honestly enjoying the solitude it brought. It gave him a reason to curl up with his wife and avoid the rest of the world. But today Cat was off doing whatever it was Cat did and Kylar had no desire to lay in their den alone and let boredom rot his mind. Massive beat would pull himself from his den just as a fork of lightening arched through the sky and softly a small smile would play on his lips as he began counting. Ears were pricked, trying to catch the sound of thunder booming in the distance. After 15 seconds it clapped and he would sigh. 15 miles away, better then being in the eye of the storm as they had been for some time now. The best would set off then, long legs and massive paws pulling him forward at a steady lope that he know would take him around pack boarders in a few hours. Might as well do patrolling, what else was there to do anyways?
It would seem he was not the only one to think this, a brown femme would appear before him as he loped along the edge of the moor. This was his least favourite place next to Veronica Plains. Honestly he hated living here but until he could figure out some other way to make sure the Adarvendi's never got their filthy paws on it again he would make sure that he kept it for himself. "Streatching your legs while the rain calms?" He didn't know this girl but she smelt of the pack, fuck Cat was right he had been absent for far too long. Though he would never openly admit that to her.
Speech!
10-05-2014, 03:55 PM
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10-08-2014, 04:23 PM
She seemed a bit shocked wt the sudden company, her eyes snapoing to look at him. Despite his rank he kept a rather non threatening appearance. His skull was lowered, parallel to his spine so he could look at most wolves rather then down at them. Tail was held limp behind him rather then arched above his back like he held it when trying to prove a point. From his apparance he looked like nothing more then a commoner, add on the fact he had been a crappy husband and father and never shown up to any pack gatherings since its founding made him a prwctically unknown face. She would soeak and he would nodd, an odd smile touching his lips. "Funny, I thought that was my job. But since your out here mind some company?" He asked, lifting massive shoulders in a shrug. He didnt mind if she said no, it would be faster for them to split up and take half the territory each but sometimes company was nice. "How long ago did you join Arcanum anyways?" He asked, moving to step past her and head the way of the boarder she had been following so they could walk and talk.
Speech!
10-10-2014, 10:06 PM
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10-11-2014, 01:08 PM
She didnt mind, he would nodd lightly in response, acknowledging it but otherwise brushing those words off as they would move on to speak of other things. His long limbs normally devoured distances but today he was considerate of his company, slowing his pace to a more normal stride. Head would remain lowered, eyes drifting along the boarders and nostrils flaring as they walked along for a moment of silence bettors once again filling the time with words. Usually a man who chose not to speak he was feeling oddly chatty today. She would answer his question almost dismissively, simply stating it had been a season and after a second he would turn his massive skull to regard her easily, brow raised slightly. "And what rank is it you bare? Commoner? After a season perhaps it is time for a promotion. Tell me... What is your name and desired rank?" His voice was a deep rumble to match the storm as he slowed a bit and then stopped, turning to face her completely. He wasn't normally one to hand out ranks but it was useless to have commoners. They did nothing but sit around and eat everything. They needed wolves training, they needed fighters and hunters, healers even. He could do most battle healing himself but it wasn't his specialty that much was for sure.
Speech!
10-11-2014, 07:55 PM
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10-11-2014, 10:49 PM
She seemed to know where this conversation was going, took a slightly more subdued posture though not completely submissive and he had to admit he appreciated it. His own head would lift slightly, raising to show a bit more rank even as his haunches would fold and he would lower himself into a seated position. She would introduce herself and he would tip his head and nodd in acknowledgement to her name before he would speak again. "A pleasure.. I am Kylar Sovari, Chancellor and secondary to my wife Cataleya here," he would introduce languidly. It was about time he made his presence and rank known. He doubted that anyone knew who he was, doubted that anyone knew his face but it was about time he became a bit more well known.
She would speak her desired rank and slowly a brow would lift, regarding her cooly as he considered this. A warrior? She must be a good enough fighter to be part of this pack, must have already proved herself to Cataleya to have joined. Why commoner then? Odd... "Militant you shall be then. We expect all our members to have a basic knowledge of everything though, please attend pack hunts, warrior training as well as any healer training we may have..." If they ever had healer training... Unfolding himself he would again stand, again set off along the boarders in hopes she would follow. "Have you seen any large game herds since living here?" He would ask, a plan slowly formulating in his mind.
Speech!
10-15-2014, 01:54 AM
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