Miharu Rokujo The last of the kill was plastered against the wall from last night. Miharu had woken from his deep slumber to find another one of his victims, a young black male wolf with his throat torn apart. Along with various cuts and alterations around his body. He had been an easy kill, but he provided some entertainment spouting about how a loner like him would rule all of the packs here. The boy who killed him knew fully well no pack would stand for his voice. He would have been torn to shreds by every single one of them, yet he had gotten to him first and it had been fun. The bloodlust that filled him could only be quenched during the night when he was a hunter with nothing to lose. As to where he was going he wasn't sure nor did he care. Just that with the morning against the wall left the oddly colored wolf to stare at the blood sprawled across the edge of the large ice structure. His paws resting easily against the cold as he raised his body up into a standing position. The dark matter that hide in his heart was no longer awake, yet now the machine at hand needed to retire to a pack once more. Miharu had decided on one path or the other, and perhaps he could crush the hearts of those who caused him pain. So that it would retain for his sin of letting his very first lover die. Whom he probably was still hoping would magically appear out of the mist on one stormy night telling him that he shouldn't be killing for such a trivial matter. The wind picked up as he perked his red ears to it, there was another closing in. His attention turned towards it because of the scent. Licking his chops, it was a Tortugan. Well, what was he going to do now. Rage filled his heart, but then he decided not to care. Calming himself his apathetic turqoise eyes turning to stone as you would call it showing no emotion at all. The boy flicked his odd colored tail within the wind as he raised his head. "What do you want?" He asked, cold mist running from his lungs into the open air. Speech,

Snowy white fur blended easily with the snow and ice of her surroundings. Sapphire blue eyes shown brightly as the sapphire colored crystals sparkled and the gold around her throat shined in the sun. The woman's large frame moved silently as she watched the man and his most resent victim. *lucky man* was the thought that crossed her mind. Oh how she missed the taste of blood and the crying out of a victim as she inflicted searing pain.

Her intent wasn't to hide..if it had he wouldn't have found her sent so easily. After all she wasn't called a spy for nothing. She was an expert at hiding and blending to keep from beeing found out. There for it came of no surprise to her when he found her scent on the wind. She had seen him lick his lips and she saw the rage cross his face before he covered all his feelings with that of a careless mask.

"Hmmm, what do I want?" her soft honey laced soprano voice rang out as she made herself seen. For such a large muscular woman she knew exactly how to make herself look beautiful. Head held high and standing tall she looked down at the smaller male as she got closer to him. However oddly colored he was quite handsome. "I want nothing as of yet love." a sweet smile found its way to her maw. She waited, wondering what he would do.

Miharu Rokujo There was no caring for him, not until the scent hit his nose. So, she was a Tortugan, obviously a new one then again it had been some years since he had been there obviously new fools had turned up. His deep apathetic eyes stared her down, dare she approach him with lies he would simply have no care for it. He did not care for appearance, and rage filled his heart with the betrayal he felt with the girl he had chosen to break down his walls with. His red tipped tail flickered as he raised an eyebrow. Nothing as of yet love? Was she treating him with kindness, he knew she wasn't, because if she had been he would have hated it. He hated happiness, he hated the very theme of it all. The dark assassin had no place for joy any longer. If his old friends were to find him now, he surely would doom them to a life where they almost didn't know him at all. His paws on the ground as he looked over at his kill again and started to walk a little bit away from the wall. He had no interest in her so he would plainly just leave. He knew very well that his alpha would not be happy if he were to come in contact with this girl again. After all he wasn't sure who the alpha of amenti was. Yet, that was where he'd be going for further his skills in which were already honed as possible. There was always room for improvement in the snake like male. He wasn't too small since he was now six years of age, or at least near there. Miharu had grown some, and he was as strong as could be. Blood staining his muzzle he didn't even bother to look back at may. If she honestly wanted to talk with him she would have to catch him. Speech,

Still she stood tall and kept her head held high, she didn't care if looks mattered to the man or not...it was a pride thing in her mind. For a few minutes he looked as if he were thinking, and in that time the smile on her face disappeared. Not to long after the smile left her he moved away from his kill, no longer interested in it she assumed. Then without a word he began to leave.

With a clenched jaw she watched him for a moment and wondered what his problem was. She had never before met this man yet he acted as if he hated her for something she had done. Then it dawned on her...she smelled like a wolf of Tortuga, and she was a wolf of Tortuga. Some one from her pack must have done him wrong and he probably assumed she was just like that wolf. Quickly she moved to catch up to him and it wasn't hard as she had a larger stride than him.

Only when she was at his side did the woman slow down...though at his side she wasn't within reach of him. "Why do you act as if you hate me...did I manage to do something to you within the last five minutes to piss you off?" She honestly wanted to know what she or some one had done to this male to make him treat her the way he was treating her.

Miharu Rokujo Everything inside of him had turned stone cold. He didn't want to care, nor did he in these moments. He didn't hate her, he hated where she was from, it was simple. His head stopped, ears flicking in the turns of following her tone of voice. Why did she care? He was a complete stranger who had slaughtered a wolf and just left the carcass to tend to the urges that were inside of him. Miharu was still clinging to the small sense of sanity he had in him, which was directed towards his first love Yoite. Yoite, that idiot, Miharu was doing exactly as he had done before the two boys left and yoite died in the snow. Miharu still remembered the nightmare of burying his body when he had promised him he would kill him with his own canines. With a flick of his red tipped tail he raised his head, she wasn't too much bigger than she was. Stride, no wolf's stride was like his. The sound of his paw steps were light, he had trained his whole life to lead a group of wolves who were ninja's in the terms of the fighting style they had used. Smart wolves who had met their demise when he had run away from his fate as a prince. Though she deserved an answer, Miharu didn't feel like answering her. "I don't hate you, I hate where you are from." His monotone voice hit the air. His eyes showing nothing but an empty heart uncaring to the world. His salmon tongue went over his muzzle tasting the remaining blood of his victim. She was lucky, he wasn't feeling those urge's anymore. This was what life could do to a wolf, one who could have had a bright future. Yet was destroyed because they wanted to bestow a power on him he did not wish to have. His paws planted calmly and firmly in the ice, just in case he needed to escape from her jaws which would be fairly easy for the fast shadowy assassin. He was not normal, if that was what she was looking for. "What do you want with me, have I done, or shown you something that you have interest in?" He asked, Miharu wasn't curious, nor did he care, but it seemed like it would please her would it not? Speech,

So it was her home he hated and not her. She found her self wondering why he hated Tortuga so much...but why did she care. Why was she so curious. The questions ran around in her mind for a moment. For some unknown reason she found him some what interesting, though she wasn't sure if it was because of the wolf he had killed or if it was because he was oddly colored and marked.

She saw how his face was cold and uncaring to the world, the same attitude reflected in his eyes and voice. Again she found herself wondering what would make a wolf like that and then she remembered she lived in a pack of wolves who didn't care for anything but other Tortugan wolves...only for some reason she felt as if this wolf was perhaps, a caring wolf at one point in time.

Icy sapphire blue eyes watched as the man moved to prepare himself for her to attack him. She found herself raising an eyebrow at him only seconds before he had asked his question. He didn't sound like he really cared if she gave him an answer or not but more like he wanted her to walk away. "I already told you love, nothing as of yet. I just find you more interesting than my fellow Tortugans...not sure why, I just do." she answered him and then looked him over again before speaking again. "And you can ease up...I'm not going to attack you. Trust me if I were going to do that you would have never known I was there until I wanted you to."

Miharu Rokujo Interesting? What was interesting about the boy that would make her pull back on her pack. Though Tortugans had always been alone for the most part, at least they held some sense of pride within themselves to take care of each other. Yet, that was what they all said, that's what everyone said to him before they tried to slay him. Running for years being hunted, and then not being able to kill his first lover as he had promise. It was the biggest mistake ever, he should have died in the snow just as Yoite did at that time. Miharu closed his eyes for a moment before speaking again detesting the way she called him love. "My name is Miharu, not love. If you wish to address me in such a manner then I have no interest." He said turned away for a moment and then sitting towards her, curling his red tipped tail around his back paws. This girl was no exception from the rest, first yoite, then it was pheonix, and then there was that man he had caused to commit suicide Unknowne was his name correct? Event that had stolen away his heart, and sullied the prince's paws in blood. She had also misjudged his skills, in an area like this he'd be able to tell easily where she was even if she wanted to hide. It wasn't just scent, it was source of sound, heartbeat, footsteps, and energy that she gave off with the feeling of a presence of another. Miharu's lack of interest remained the same. He had no interest in her, but if she wanted to know about him so be it. He cared not, and probably never would for the most part. His red ears pulled forward listening to every source of noise around him. They were alone, besides for the dead body near the wall. There were no animals, nor any other signs of life in this silent frozen land. His tail fluttered a bit, what did she want. What was the point of confronting anyone if you had no interest in them? It made no sense and slightly confused him, but he let it past. Speech,

She watched him as he seemed to be deciding on talking to her or walking away again. When he closed his eyes and his vocals reached her ears she had half guessed he was going to stay for a few more moments, but then he turned away. She prepared herself to follow him again but she hadn't needed to as he turned back to her, sat and curled that red tipped tail around his hind paws. She still couldn't come up with any reason other than his markings or his victim for her to be so interested...but she was. So she too sat down and wrapped her tail around herself.

"OK, I'll refrain from calling you anything but your name...at least until you allow me to do other wise." And she meant it, though with his tone and facial expression she had already guessed that he wasn't interested no matter what she called him...or he was just board. "And I'm May." She waited a few minutes after giving him her name to think for a moment. Did she really want to know anything about him? Yes. Why did she want to know? No clue. She just did even though he didn't seem to give a damn about the world, she was still unusually curious. She wondered for a moment if it was just because she was getting old, but then quickly shoved the thought aside.

When her mind finally came up with a question she really did want to know she asked it. "So, Miharu, why is it you hate Tortuga so much?" She did honestly want to know why he hated Tortuga, as it was because of that that he didn't want anything to do with her or any one from Tortuga. If she could do anything to change that...even the smallest bit, then she might be able to figure out what made him so...interesting.

Miharu Rokujo Miharu may have been a bit foolish, his reasons could have been seen as ludicrous. The hatred tingling in the back of his throat were probably from misunderstandings. Then again when he had first joined Tortuga he was only two and a half years of age, he had barely known of the world and what it had. His long locks of fur protecting him from the cold, this question was one he really couldn't answer. He stayed where he was shutting his eyes for a few moment before flicking his tail. "I let myself be deceived and caused my heart grief. I do not cause it grief no longer." He said with a shake of his head. There was no need to explain any further, Yoite would understand him perfectly, he was in no position to ask him to accept it though. Miharu was about to get ready to stand and leave. This was getting him nowhere, the lost prince was anything but interesting regardless of what the lady thought. "There is nothing interesting about this lost prince. You're wasting your breath speaking with me, May." He turned his head and stood up. Walking closer to the wall looking at it as he turned his head back over to her. Nothing but an empty shell no more, he was useless as a friend, and he would never want to be a friend. It was impossible. Speech,

The woman watched and waited silently for his answer as he closed his eyes and flicked his tail. She didn't have to wait long and an answer was given though it didn't really answer her question. She didn't get to ask him what it meant before he spoke again. Lost prince? Now that got her attention even more than his odd coloring. For some reason the man thought she was wasting her time. When he got up and walked away, back toward the wall, her ears went flat against her head as in aggravation as she thought.

When the man looked back at her her ears perked up as she waited for him to say something, but he never did. Her tail lashed out to her right as she stood. He was determined to get her to find him boring...but it wasn't working in his favor. It didn't help that before she knew he was some kind of lost prince that she had no idea why he had seemed so interesting aside from his victim and his odd coloring.

Finally she seemed to decide on walking over to him once more instead of walking away...at least for the time being anyway. With a small smile on her face she stood next to him once more as words fell from her maw. "Lost Prince huh? Why don't you let me worry about who I choose to waist my breath on...besides if your a prince of any kind your the one wasting your breath on a spy like me. You are a somebody, or you were...Ive never been more than a beta, that makes me a nobody." she was telling him what was on her mind. If he really was a prince then all she was to him was a common spy.

Miharu Rokujo What would the spirits say to him now? Would Yoite want him to push on to someone who was showing him interest, let alone a Tortugan spy. In which he was in her position once. His muscles twitched a bit, as he gave a sigh. The words that she spoke meant nothing, he hadn't been anyone from the start, and he didn't even remember his first four months of being alive. Miharu had no parents, he had felt no love from a mother or father, and he had been hunted his entire life. He felt pain, but his pain tolerance was high up on the charts as was his skills. Yet she hadn't given up on him, so he might as well given up on the fact that he was trying to make himself appear unappealing as he thought he was himself. Miharu turned towards May standing at his full height and pulled his red ears forward. "It doesn't matter if you think you were someone or not, you are someone and you're standing right here in front of me aren't you. May, the white wolf of Tortuga, you are you and no one else. I simply ran away from my problems and caused the death of the only one I cared about. The world should put my head on a platter but I refuse to die." He took in a deep breath from his quick words as he had raised his voice slightly. Miharu, why did he care, as he came to his senses he let out a tsk and moved away slightly. Shaking his head before watching the girl. "I want to remain lost. But someone like you should never think of themselves as a nobody. There won't ever be another May in the world with your soul and mind set." He narrowed his eyes at her. Miharu gave another deep and heavy sigh that dragged itself out of his lungs. "Besides why should I care who you are. We are both wolves aren't we?" He said softly looking at her. She had broken down a slight layer of the first. Maybe the entire one, but there were still many layers to go past. It would be difficult, if she really wanted to know more about him though. She would still keep following him, and maybe she would. His eyes starred straight at her. Speech,

Silently she watched him while she waited for him to say something, while she hoped he would say something. She saw the twitch of his muscles as his chest and ribs expanded and then went back down as the sigh came from him. She thought, only for a moment, that he might try something else to get her to go away. The thought was still just barely there when he turned to her and completely left her thoughts as he spoke to her again.

This time his voice had risen a bit, as if he were mad because she called herself a nobody. When his voice ceased and he inhaled deeply, he also shook his head and moved away from her a bit and watch her. She nodded to the first part it was to the last that she voiced her opinion "You made a mistake, everyone makes them. The one you cared for died for no other reason then the ones who killed them couldn't let that mistake go." her voice was soft and caring even though his had not been. She knew what it was like to lose some one because of a grudge...though he would never know that.

Again he spoke. He wanted to remain lost, but he thought of her as unique. That was something no one but her brother had ever said. His eyes narrowed in a glare like fashion as he let out another deep sigh. More fell from his maw, only this time his voice was soft. So he did have a soft caring side, it was hidden most of the time, but it was there none the less. "Yes we are both wolves. As for the first question, if you don't care then why did you get aggravated over me calling myself a nobody?" her voice was just as soft as his. She stood there staring at him just as he was her while she waited on it to sink in. That was the true question though, if he didn't care then why did he get mad when she thought of herself as a no one.

Miharu Rokujo Miharu was trying to get his nervous breathing under control, she was almost like the complete opposite of Yoite, if not they were similar. He would have thought, in the past four years he would have forgotten about his dead lover. Or the choice he had made to run away. He backed up and stumbled on himself as he sat himself down enough pacing for now, he had used enough energy as it was. His ears flicked at what she said though. If he hadn't cared, why did he say those things. The emotion in his eyes changed. She was right, but his body and mouth had moved on their own usually he didn't speak at all. Killed his own lover, what a laugh, the promise he had made to Yoite was that he would kill him before the unknown sickness had. Yet, the sickness had gotten to him before Miharu could, because back then he couldn't even think about killing someone. Now look at him, maybe Yoite would have been better off if he had met him now. That snowy day, he refused to eat for nearly two days, and in the end it had made him colder. Though the softness was still there, he still was a cold hearted killer and nothing else generally. Miharu pulled out his tongue only slightly though, sticking slightly out as he dragged it over his muzzle. He placed his paws right in front of him and tried to think. Why did he care? Maybe he didn't care about her, maybe it was just the concept of someone saying they were useless just as Yoite had when he had first met him. "I don't know, my body moved on it's own." He growled at himself irritated. Miharu raised his head and tilted his head at her. "If it makes any sense, you don't seem like a nobody to me. I've just come to trip over my paws often. And that's not something I'd confess to a nobody either." His eyes narrowed as he raised an eyebrow. There was the leader side of him speaking. After all he hadn't been a prince just for his bloodline. He had the makings and didn't realize. "Those who are nobody would die without anyone knowing, and I wouldn't let you die without someone knowing now that I know you. Even if you are part of Tortuga." He snorted. He had said to much now, as he tucked his paws in and sat up straight. Speech,

She could see his chest and ribs move as he breathed, it was kinda shaky, like he was nervous. She couldn't figure out why he would be nervous unless he liked her...but she doubted that highly as no one had ever really liked her. She watched him attempt to back away from her and ended up having to hold in a giggle as he tripped over himself. He made an attempt to hide it by sitting down, so she acted as though she hadn't seen it. But she had, she had seen all of it.

Her face was blank as he licked his maw in thought. "I don't know, my body moved on it's own." he'd said and again May had to hold back a giggle as he growled at himself. It was rather funny to watch men trip over themselves. Then he raised and tilted his head at her almost like a pup would when they didn't understand something. She did smile at that while he spoke again. Again he narrowed his eyes again as he finished talking. "Its good to know I won't be forgotten if something happens to me." and she meant it. Before he came along the only one that would have even noticed her absence would be her brother. "I won't let you be forgotten either, Miharu." she wouldn't let him be forgotten if he wouldn't let her be forgotten.

The woman's eyes didn't leave the man as she sat down and curled her tail around her paws. So far he was making a better friend than any of her pack mates could ever dream of being. In her mind that was a good thing...made him that much more interesting.

Miharu Rokujo He could see his breath in the air, when he looked at May he saw something strange. He had been so caught up in his past every time, that he could never truly trust someone. Maybe rely, but never trust when it came down to it. His steel heart was nothing to look at when it came to love or friendship for that matter. Miharu listened to her, and it stung a little to be cared about. He was never used to it. The sudden flick of his red ear, made him think about killing again the fact that she hadn't been bothered about his corpse meant she lead a lifestyle that wasn't like those of the 'noble' wolves. That meant his darker side was being accepted as well, and that was a mystery all in it self if you went to ask him. He gave a chuckle, he gave, there wasn't enough energy inside of his body to care about being his stoic self. Though he could still have a temper that could kill, May had no fear nor anything to worry about. He relaxed his head on his shoulders and was silent for a few more moments. "If we meet in the future, perhaps things will be different..... I'll be taking my leave May, feel free to call me whenever you need me I have memorized the tone of your voice." He said in a fair tone clear and smooth. He rose to his feet and finally turned away and started to walk. This time he wouldn't let her stop him after all he had a home to get back to. Though, it wasn't much of one. Miharu didn't know how long he'd be staying at this so called family though. [exit Miharu, you can start another thread for them if you want] Speech,

May saw what her last words had done to the male. Before he wanted her to go away and acted as though he didn't care when he did, then he seemed shocked and out of place as he tripped over himself. But now he relaxed with a flick of his ear and a small chuckle before completely relaxing and going silent for a few moments. It was then that she decided he was a friend...not just something interesting to stare at and ask questions to. He only verified that with his words.

He had memorized her voice and given permission to call him when she felt she needed him. Yep definitely a friend, and from the sound of it...one she could rely on. "You too can call on me when you have need to." she too had memorized his voice...hell how could she forget it. He was the first wolf she had actually made friends with. She sat silently and watched him leave before taking her own leave.