As the sun fell the monster was awoken. Hefty paws fell upon the obsidian earth with ease. Mismatch eyes feasted upon the sights of sparkling lava rock and ash. Hannibal slowly made his way up the volcano in silence. His head was aligned with his spine but his tail was raised high. A flag of dominance. His ebony tail tip flicked around with each delightful step. Hannibal was more then curious for there were no Volcanos, that he knew of, back in his homeland. There was little vegetation as he climbed closer to the summit, but it took a while to get there. Pale paw pads were poked and prodded by the slightly jagged black rocks lining the mountain. His alabaster fur contrasted beautifully with the dark surroundings, along with the moonlight he seemed to glow. The male grew bored, it had been days since his conversation with Tyranis and had yet to hear a summon. Perhaps whatever the soon to be Alpha needed to do was taking longer then thought? Or was this all falling through? Hannibal was growing rather comfortable in his new home within the Souless forest, he had even found himself a nice den near the river. Despite whatever would happen with the pack he would likely remain there until further notice. Perhaps putting his nomadic life to an end until need be. Nevertheless, on this day the male was on the hunt for entertainment and what better place to find it then a dangerous volcano? ooc: short starter before bed <3 ""

Pari had permanently moved from the den she'd once occupied in the maw to the divet of ground she'd once occupied on the volcano. Indeed more often than now now she was curled up to fit in the little dip in the ground. And she fit pretty well now, as underfed as she was. When she got lucky sometimes birds of prey would lose their grips on the catches and she'd quickly snatch up whatever meager offers there were, she'd learned to try and snap at the carrion birds that had started to poke and prod at her. They were too fast for the quickly weakening wolf but the hunger pangs in her stomach told her she had to at least try.

It'd been weeks since her last morsel of food and she was now too weak to really continue her once desperate attempts at finding herself a new master. Now she could barely walk away from her makeshift nest to relieve herself. So she spent most of her time conserving what little energy she had left laying against the warm stone.

And even that was starting to fade, as the seasons turned colder not even the warmth of the volcano could keep the chill at bay. She wasn't anywhere near enough the mouth of the mountain to feel any true heat from the bubbling magma and more and more she woke to find her toes or tail tip numb. Some part of the woman was sure she'd go to sleep one night and never wake up the next morning, frozen to death in her sleep. Some part of her hoped that's what would happen.

A Wild Santa Paws Appears!

What's that? Is it Lil Ardy dressed up as Santa? No, silly, it's Santa Paws!

Already in the Christmas spirit, Lil Ardy - err, Santa Paws, can be seen dragging a large bag of gifts behind her. As she approaches Hannibal, she rummages through her things and tosses a bundle of gemstones at him.

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Snow fell upon the phantoms back as he moved up the mountain. Mismatch eyes squinted as he made sure to watch where he stepped. The terrain was rigid and cold, the snow built upon the earth which made him blind to what may lie beneath. At first his adventure seemed simple but now it was growing cold and the male was not a fan of snow in the slightest. A little grumble escaped his chest as he stubbornly carried on. Why would he turn back now if he had already endured thus far? Thus, the beast allowed large paws carry his lean form upward in silence. As the heathen moved onward his pink and blue gaze picked up on an interesting sight. The form of a sleeping Wolf surrounded and peppered with unforgiving snow. He saw little movement and his frosty nose hardly picked up on a scent. It seemed this one had been laying for a while. The male's curiosity could not allow himself to pass up a chance to meet a new Wolf, thus he moved towards it's location. Stopping at about five tail lengths away Hannibal leaned downward. He faced her and attempted to gain eye contact as his chapped lips offered a stinging smile. "It is daring to slumber within these harsh elements." Not even he would dare sleep in the snow, even if it meant wandering to find a makeshift den for the night. "Do you have a death wish?" The male's question was cruel but it was a true inquiry. Perhaps this Wolf did not have a care in the world. ""

The slowly approaching presence of another wolf didn't really register for the poor scarred woman, she was drifting fitfully between consciousness and the blissful emptiness of a dying sleep. Slowly she rolled into wakefulness, the fiery pain of the cold she felt in her toes, tail, and nose hitting her first and a whine pulled from her lips as she once more found herself faced with the pain of the waking world. Then the scent, rolled over her, male and unfamiliar and now the woman was wide awake, panic running through her body though she still couldn't summon the energy to move.

His voice hit her and she flinched, dropping her rose gaze to avoid looking him in the eye even as he prostrated himself to reach her level. Her ears twitched back, though she could hardly feel them anymore. Her whole mind was screaming that it was wrong of him to try and connect with her like this, she was a pitiful wretched creature unworthy of any such attention. Still he had asked her a question and the woman could not leave it unanswered. The truth was the only thing that was called for her here and as she summoned the energy to speak for the first time in a while she felt as though her tongue was too heavy, though she did finally find her voice.  "Yes."

"What I want doesn't matter." She added, almost boldly considering that wasn't a requirement of the question. "Please..." She croaked, her voice harsh and cracking. "Give me an order." It was all she had left to cling to. If this man would show her the mercy of giving her life purpose again she'd serve him right til the moment she died, if he ordered her dead she'd gladly do so.

Hannibal stared down at the pathetic life form. If it weren't for her lack of a will to live she would have been rather beautiful. It seemed the albino was attracted to finding those of submissive types and it was such a curious thing. As he barreled a question her way the babe responded with a scratchy voice and flattened ears. The phantom raised his head in judgement as allowed for his paws to firmly press into the earth. "If you wish to die then you shall die." He would not kill her for he had no reason to. It would be such a waste to end a life so soon and he wasn't a murderer. Despite Hannibal's dark ways he didn't aimlessly end lives. He considered murder wasted energy unless the situation truly called for it. He could easily just lead her back to the pack lands until he heard Tyranis' call. The beast stared down at the woman with a haunting gaze. Hannibal took note of her various scars but what called out to him was the beautiful pink eyes. "Your beauty would be wasted if you died.." A smirk slipped across his dreadfully pale lips. "You will come with me to join a newly forming pack called Erovrare." She would not be joining as a member but as a slave. But, it seems she was already cut out for the job. "What is your name?" He wasted no more time with formalities for he was getting down to the nitty gritty. ""