Treat Other As You Wish To Be Treated (Claiming?)
06-24-2013, 07:13 PM
The brute walked calmly at a normal to slow pace. White lines ears were perked up as ther audits turned this way and that. No sound was heard except the sounds of fighting going on off into the distance. Wishes of safety did Thane give as he listened. How one inflicts lain on another for pain in return...what goes around comes around. Sometimes Thane wondered what would happen if he himself had to fight. At four tears of age he himsel felt quite old but was far from it. Perhaps the make's mind was just beyond its years. Aqua he eyes blinked as he looked back forward. Lest he be killed even. The brute hasn't seen Ookami in a while but he had seen their children frolicking about. Their pups were growing into yearlings yet all still at two months of age; on the verge of three months.
A smile appeared on the wolfs maw as he thought about his beloved and children. He wouldn't put his life in danger unles if it was sacrificing his own for another. But then what would happen to his children...his mate? Fatherless...and a widow; such a displeasing thought. With a shake if his head the brute focused on two figures ahead. His aqua blue gaze averted to the sky as a shadow cast over him. A golden eagle flew well above him at ease and quiet. The smile never ceased as he knew his best friend and companion was right by him. Thane was quiet amused by the fact that a few feathers were missing on the eagle. Ryker probably got to Cyril again and "preyed" him.
As Thane neared the pair he noticed how similar yet different they looked. It sort of reminded him of his sister Hureia and himself. He was black with white lines ears while she was white with black lines ears. Yet both carried the same dark gray x pattern down their back; and the dark gray legs. White lines ears perked up once more as he stood before the two wolves.
"Hello, my name is Thane Tsarev. May I ask of your reason to be on such treacherous soil?" he said before having Cyril perch on his shoulder.
The golden eagle then intrlduced himself as well.
"Tis a pleasure, Cyril Tsarev is my name." he said before giving a small respectful bow towards the two.
A smile appeared on the wolfs maw as he thought about his beloved and children. He wouldn't put his life in danger unles if it was sacrificing his own for another. But then what would happen to his children...his mate? Fatherless...and a widow; such a displeasing thought. With a shake if his head the brute focused on two figures ahead. His aqua blue gaze averted to the sky as a shadow cast over him. A golden eagle flew well above him at ease and quiet. The smile never ceased as he knew his best friend and companion was right by him. Thane was quiet amused by the fact that a few feathers were missing on the eagle. Ryker probably got to Cyril again and "preyed" him.
As Thane neared the pair he noticed how similar yet different they looked. It sort of reminded him of his sister Hureia and himself. He was black with white lines ears while she was white with black lines ears. Yet both carried the same dark gray x pattern down their back; and the dark gray legs. White lines ears perked up once more as he stood before the two wolves.
"Hello, my name is Thane Tsarev. May I ask of your reason to be on such treacherous soil?" he said before having Cyril perch on his shoulder.
The golden eagle then intrlduced himself as well.
"Tis a pleasure, Cyril Tsarev is my name." he said before giving a small respectful bow towards the two.