Snow nightmares
06-18-2018, 09:25 AM
(This post was last modified: 06-18-2018, 09:31 AM by Archon.)
Archon's travels had left him feeling weary. When he crawled into his den, sleep found him almost immediately. He couldn't ever rule out the possibility that the wolves of Abaven would turn on him, but he had the power of God and anime on his side, so he wasn't too concerned.
The large male slept peacefully and awoke slightly after dawn. When he awoke and exited his den, Archon was greeted by a group of rather chunky wolves. At first, with sleep still thick in his eyes, Archon thought that the time had come. His heart did a flip and his hackles raised. He opened his maw to speak, but before he could, he realized they were, in fact snow.
So, it was a prank? A warning from God? A bad omen?
Archon's nose twitched. Ah- it was that pup from before. Then this was either a prank or a bad attempt to scare him. Archon decided the former suited the girl better. Archon allowed his hackles to raise to full height and he fixed himself into a looming figure.
"Now, guys, it doesn't have to be this way," he rumbled, his eyes looking at each of the snow wolves before him. "We can talk this through."
Archon hoped Caelestis was still nearby, otherwise he might look crazy.
Okay, he probably looked crazy anyway, but he was trying his best to humor the girl. After all, she had been the only one to even speak to him thus far.
Archon's eyes snapped to the closest snow wolf, "Darryl, you've known me since I arrived. How could you be the one to lead them against me?"
Archon paused for Darryl's assumed response.
"If that's the way you want it, Archon said, lowering his head, "then come and get it!"
Archon flung himself at 'Darryl' making a big show of tearing him apart, complete with grunts and growls. When he was done, he stood, panting exaggeratedly. He looked at the next nearest wolf.
"I don't want to fight you, Eugene."
Archon shook his head as if coming to a tough decision then flung himself at the imaginary Eugene. Archon tried to make this one look like more of a struggle. A part of his mind scolded him for being so ridiculous. How could he belittle himself by playing childish games? Archon reassured himself that this was indeed for the greater good into pack studies. Besides... he was possibly enjoying himself just a little.
After Eugene was vanquished, Archon rolled into a low crouch.
"There are too many of you, he panted. "I can't do it... I can't do it alone."
Archon waited to see if Caelestis would come to his aid or come against him. Who knew, maybe she would simply come and tell him how ridiculous he was being.
"At this rate... I am vanquished!"
The large male slept peacefully and awoke slightly after dawn. When he awoke and exited his den, Archon was greeted by a group of rather chunky wolves. At first, with sleep still thick in his eyes, Archon thought that the time had come. His heart did a flip and his hackles raised. He opened his maw to speak, but before he could, he realized they were, in fact snow.
So, it was a prank? A warning from God? A bad omen?
Archon's nose twitched. Ah- it was that pup from before. Then this was either a prank or a bad attempt to scare him. Archon decided the former suited the girl better. Archon allowed his hackles to raise to full height and he fixed himself into a looming figure.
"Now, guys, it doesn't have to be this way," he rumbled, his eyes looking at each of the snow wolves before him. "We can talk this through."
Archon hoped Caelestis was still nearby, otherwise he might look crazy.
Okay, he probably looked crazy anyway, but he was trying his best to humor the girl. After all, she had been the only one to even speak to him thus far.
Archon's eyes snapped to the closest snow wolf, "Darryl, you've known me since I arrived. How could you be the one to lead them against me?"
Archon paused for Darryl's assumed response.
"If that's the way you want it, Archon said, lowering his head, "then come and get it!"
Archon flung himself at 'Darryl' making a big show of tearing him apart, complete with grunts and growls. When he was done, he stood, panting exaggeratedly. He looked at the next nearest wolf.
"I don't want to fight you, Eugene."
Archon shook his head as if coming to a tough decision then flung himself at the imaginary Eugene. Archon tried to make this one look like more of a struggle. A part of his mind scolded him for being so ridiculous. How could he belittle himself by playing childish games? Archon reassured himself that this was indeed for the greater good into pack studies. Besides... he was possibly enjoying himself just a little.
After Eugene was vanquished, Archon rolled into a low crouch.
"There are too many of you, he panted. "I can't do it... I can't do it alone."
Archon waited to see if Caelestis would come to his aid or come against him. Who knew, maybe she would simply come and tell him how ridiculous he was being.
"At this rate... I am vanquished!"