The dry air made him angry. Only to be drawn down from the soft spray of the autumn rain. His head was facing towards the sky - his eyes closed as he simply let his muscled form stretch out in the open. These useless rocks were lacking in water they could use some from what he felt. Regardless these lands seemed almost familiar if not by the scent that washed near by him. Shiloh's lavender eyes squinted - he quickly ignored it though and continued on his with his prowling.

No doubt Spider would be nearby somewhere, Shiloh had told him to stay within howling earshot. So that did mean Shiloh would be searching for the smaller male later. He wouldn't allow his things that he decided to keep living to escape his point of view. Regardless he stretched his neck - tilting it from one side to the other and rolling his shoulders. His muscles ached as did his body for some sort of blood.

"Shiloh." "You." Think.

Navigation - Redwater Rocks

Pyralis would take the heat, at least for now.  After crossing through a rainstorm in a ravine she ewas thankful for a bit of dry weather.  Spring was warming up rapidly in the canyon and she was just waiting for the brutality of summer in Auster to rear its head.  Until then though she was taking one last trip to Boreas.  The behemoth navigated her way precisely through the twisting, undulating dunes.  The colors reminded her very much of the canyon she was making into home.  Was there such a thinking as cooking unborn puppies?  Would she grow them to fast exposed in this heat? Grumbling under her breath she pressed on.  She had no way of knowing if her ill mood was because of the weather or the pups she was carrying.  She wasn't far along yet and was still taking the opportunity to travel where she could.  Soon enough she'd probably be restricted to the canyon.  She'd made a den she wished to birth in and she wasn't going to give birth anywhere else even if she had to stuff the little suckers back in her self. Spying a man stretching his shoulders she started towards him.  Finally, something living in this dust heap. "You there!  You a native of this land?" "Talk" "You" Think

His head turned suddenly as he went to open his jaws only to be confronted by a scent that was like a slap in the wind. He engulfed the scent of a woman blessed with pups - his eyes strained also to see the size of this woman was huge. Bigger than the small things that his testers and others had. He was stopped in his tracks for that moment and uttered a single word. "Shit." as his ears pulled forward. Realizing that she had asked a question. If he was native here, he then shook his head from side to side promptly. He was from a land far from here, from a place that he had slaughtered and pulled out from the roots. He wouldn't have a place to go back to even if he had wanted. However, his morbid curiosity had gotten to him here.

"You, breath life inside." Shiloh grunted out of surprise. Gesturing towards the fact that she held pups inside her. His blood boiled and he resisted the urge to snap to bite. A wolf of this size would surely get to his spine eagerly. His mind spun, the fighting machine was left confronting something he'd never seen and therefore his body instinctively was hesitant to harm her. It seemed... he'd only attack if she attacked for this sake he left himself stiff and simply admiring at the creature before him. "Been here, only once before." he finished.

"Shiloh." "You." Think.

Pyralis grinned and lifted her head regally to gaze at the man who was staring at her in what she took for wonder as a curse slipped out of his maw. That's right, she was a sight to behold. She didn't know what to think of the swear but she assumed he'd be on his best behavior. Even with a swell starting to show on her belly the rest of her was trim and muscular, clearly the body of a warrior and her added height only made her more fearsome. The man recovered himself enough to shake his head at her question and she sighed. Well crap. Then he was useless to her but then she had no idea why anyone sane would actually live out here anyway. Best to continue on. He spoke and she raised an eyebrow. Either he was slow in the head or a foreigner and she wasn't quite sure which but there was definitely something off about him. "Yes, I am breathing just fine. A scrap like you isn't enough to take my breath away." She chuckled. "Do you speak a different language? Your grasp of the common tongue is wanting." "Talk" "You" Think

Underestimating him was irritating, but he was not aware of her strength. Shiloh was not a dumb creature, he simply was cautious because after all at the end of the day he would be on top. He'd be standing on a pile of bones with his slaves before him. His pupils dialated, she had misinterpretated his earlier words but it mattered not he treaded carefully this time.

"Language was not caretakers primary concern. Shiloh had one purpose." he looked off into the distance. It mattered not, he'd gathered what he needed. He dipping his head towards her. "Shiloh leaves. Best of luck." he moved away and started to leave. Well muscled body rippling underneath the beasts fur. He was strong even if he was not of this monsterous size. He would learn the ways of these lands and become its king.

-exit unless stopped-

"Shiloh." "You." Think.

Boy, this boy was deft in the head. Pyralis wasn't sure if it was because he was trying to translate some sort of super screwy language through that deformed head of his or if he'd simply been dropped to many times as a pup. Or inbreeding, she'd heard that could be a problem among certain mortals. He turned to leave and Pyralis leapt forward, attempting to get in his way and block his exit. She grinned. "Slow down, slow down, why are you leaving so soon? Not even going to tell me your what your purpose is?" She rolled her shoulders lazily forward. "I would guess it's to be something akin to a corpse eater but hey, we can't all be this awesome." She puffed out her chest, grinning all the while. She knew it was dangerous to push her luck when she was carrying pups but her shifting hormones sometimes made it hard for her to think clearly, sometimes they pushed her daring and her boldness. She wasn't looking to pick a fight but she just had to poke the situation. Just a little more, just a little nudge… "Talk" "You" Think

He let his lavender eyes fall on the beast. His tail flicking off to one side - irritation bubbling up. Any normal day he would have lunged - tried to leave a nasty mark on her face. Shiloh knew better though, he needed experience and he had never fought a lady quiet as big as she. His ears flicked and he listened, so she was curious as to what his task was. "Shiloh's agenda?" was it even safe to say? "I was created to be the ltimate soldier. I do no fear death, I do not care for others." his sense of care was simply possession if anything. He wanted blood, he wanted to taste it. His eyes widened with a bit of lust - however it died when his nose was invaded with that rotten smell of pups again.

"I had no parents, I was taught to kill and that is my purpose. I kill wolves and I will kill as many as I need before I am killed myself. That is my fate." he wanted to come across clear..... he could do that sometimes it seemed. "You though, I haven't met a beast such as yourself. I tread carefully on things I do not know, things that could easily destroy me... magnificent." his jaw shut. "Shiloh shall depart now, maybe it will be you... who seeks my skull in time." he didn't want to be stopped this time around. He turned and started in the other direction. Stopping though to see if the lady had anything else to say. Call him a fool - well that mattered not with how his brain worked.

"Shiloh." "You." Think.

Pyralis enjoyed watching the man squirm under her gaze. Something about her prescence was making the man, Shiloh, uncomfortable but she couldn't be sure what. It was probably her size. She was massive compared to most wolves and in her experience men in particular found women larger than them to be terribly intimidating. She burst out laughing when he said he was created to be the 'ultimate soldier'. "Whoever created you had a funny idea of what makes a soldier." She wondered where his 'creator' was then? He muttered about killing this and killing that then being killed but she only continued to grin in amusement. Whatever he thought his purpose in life was it certainly wouldn't be to kill her and he was wise not to try. She purred at his praise and winked. "Perhaps, we'll see if our paths cross again and just how bored I am." He moved to leave and she let him. She had plenty of other souls to torture. -exit- "Talk" "You" Think