Hunting Stories and Snow Angels

*Champion* · 06-03-2013, 06:06 PM

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(continuity note: technically Champion has seen Kaios twice before, once at the meeting, once at Newt's birthing)

To the mammoth's surprise, it didn't take too long for lupine forms to start materilizing out of the trees. The first to appear was one of the other giants that the land seemed to have drawn. Kaios, the consort of Newt and Lord of Amenti. Also known more bluntly as the wolf with half a face. Champion remembered him dimly from her time in Tortuga - just a passing glance at a meeting, noting that she wasn't the only one whom the Fates had blessed with the build of a dire wolf. Of course that was before the world had tried to commit suicide, before the fires and the floods and the quakes, and all of creation trying to flee for safer lands.

Champion hadn't gone back to Tortuga - not for any particular reason, she just felt the wanderer's call again. And she'd thought she'd always remain that way; trasping across forgotten lands, always looking for a friend or, better yet, a good fight, but then she'd met Newt. A wolf that, though certainly very different, had certain character traits in common with her. While Champion was popping her foreleg back into place and trotting along with a couple of bruised ribs, they struck up some strange god-forsaken friendship. Champion was glad to have met the Grey Lady, and was glad to serve her as her Beta.

But this other wolf, this other ex-Tortugan... he was different. There was something off about him, something dangerous. Even now, Champ didn't exactly like the way he eyed her. Of course, being Champion meant that she had a half insane attraction to danger. She sought it out - life was her playground and you were never really living unless there was a chance you were about to die. That said, her... intrigue for this male was not one she planned on indulging any time soon.

Frankly, Crusade wasn't sure she liked him. She'd heard things, rumors mostly, about the fun times he used to have before setting down with Newt, if it could be called that. And only just recently... after talking to the Glaciem girl.... the things she'd said - Well , but that didn't matter here, did it? These were just a couple of Amentis going on a good old fashion killing spree.

"Quite simply, Your Lordship, " She said responded in clipped tones, "I've a mind to see some of my fellow lupines. Even a born wanderer wants to feel like a pack creature now and again. Amenti wolves, it seems, have become so excellent at stealth that we rarely see eachother." Whether or not there was any pleasure to be derived from the company of one another, they were a pack, and Champion believed that everyone around there ought to start acting like it.

Her attention was arrested by the creeping step of another of those which she wished to see. "Domonei," she murmured with a welcoming nod of her head. Speaking of pack mates, this wolf here was the only one of them who had showed up when she'd try to call together a meeting of warriors. A slave outshining them all. Well his loyalty was to be commended. She was happy to have him on the hunt, which was showed by a fluffy wag of her husky-curl tail.

Then back to Kaios she turned. "I assume you'll be wanting to take point, Sir?"

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