Their screams grew louder and louder. Whispers became overwhelming as they attempt to speak to their puppet... Hades. Their anger and annoyance took effect on the male greatly. Causing frustration. A sudden growl escaped his ebony maw as they spoke their wrath. The demons wanted something and they grew impatient with Hades's ignorance. They wanted to be fed. "Must my dearest Hellions be so impatient and inconsiderate of my needs? After all, I am your living source, my Loves.. You will get what your are destined to receive." The whispers chatter amongst themselves in his mind as they seem to quiet down. His demonic thirst grew stronger but he seem to push it aside for now which caused the Hellions to be irritable. Dismissing the whinny subject, the man moved forth into a land that held secrets.. It was quiet and undisturbed. The mist hid the impurities of the marshland and sun dared not brighten the gloomy sky that laid above the ebony bloke. He headed into an unknown direction. Trying to find anywhere to rest his tired limbs. Already, the brute had been walking for almost an entire day with out food or water. The air was humid and blew hot from his flaring nostrils and all discomfort was noticed by the Hellions that laid inside the man. "Calm your self, Hades. ," said the demon with a poisonous whisper. Licking his ebony lips, the obsidian beast finally found somewhat stable ground to sit upon. His trot came to a slow halt as dampened mud stuck between his toes. Hades grunted with annoyance once more and sat his rump onto a pach of soft moss. Rocks littered the area of fog as he observed the surroundings. Soon, he'd have to find something to quench their thirst but still, the man knew not a soul here in the lands of Alacritis. Consequences were promising if he chose to delay their wants for too long.. "Speech" "Thoughts"

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Like a prince, the yearling held himself powerfully. He walked with his head held high and his tail extended behind him like a banner. There was no submission to the male's stride as he carried himself through these foreign lands. He owned them, even if they were far from his true home in the North. He could always get used to a place like this, if his family found their way here during their wanderings, but the idea didn't draw Galileo as much as the North did. He had never wanted anything more than the happiness that could be found in a cramped den that was shared with his sisters. But now, his family had expanded, and Galileo found himself with new burdens heavy on his shoulders. He had taken to them with the strength that one might have expected of a son of Gargoyle, but things got to be too much every once in a while.

That was what had drawn him out here. However, what had kept him in this place was the scent of another. It had drifted beneath his muzzle a few short moments ago, and Galileo had adjusted his path, a flicker of curiosity filling his thoughts as he made his way along, tracing the scent until at last he found its origin; a decently sized, powerfully built black wolf with sharp red eyes. The wolf had nothing on his father in terms of size, Galileo noted with a hint of pleasure in his two-toned gaze, but he certainly measured up to Galileo with ease. Perhaps it would behoove him to be respectful.

His ears pricked in the other male's direction as Galileo straightened to his full height, letting a greeting fall from his maw. "Hello," Galileo spoke simply, his voice cool. The nervous pup that he had once been was now long gone, forgotten by the wayside as he had grown. More responsibilities had matured him into the wolf that he was now; a wolf who wished nothing more than to find a safe place for his family. He didn't seek any trouble, but he wouldn't back down if push came to shove.

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Crimson optics stared motionlessly into the distance. His nose stung with a faint smell; becoming stronger and stronger within seconds. The sudden threat made the man's bristles rise but he chose to wait and see what had approached. Hades's demons wouldn't tolerate a missed meal. Auds caught the sound of steps within his reach and soon, a grey pelted whelp emerged from the fogs. Eyes narrowed slightly at the grey boy as he suddenly took adjustment of another male's presence. Familiar whispers spoke softly."Look what you have here.. Don't you want to gorge the grey brute?" He grunted as he silently thought,"Now now.. It is strictly not masculinity that draws me to one, but it's their femininity. Correct yourselves, Loves." They did not reply; obviously fed up with the slight attitude. He felt somewhat unsure of this wolf. Uncertain if threats and blood followed this arrogant bloke that stood feet away. Hade's ebony face held no emotion as his piercing eyes bit at the man's face. Deeply scrutinizing him like the project and experiment he'd become. A sly smiled followed upon his tense face. A slight grin, Hades replied with a flamboyant reply that lingered with calm and cool notes but still, his deep vocals dampened his accent. "Hello.." The man that stood before him was enormous. Possibly three to four inches taller than him by the shoulders but amazingly, this took no effect on the demon that so viciously demanded murders. His dominance took no lowering and neither had his confidence. Eyes observing the grey man, Hades waited for a reply. "Speech" "Thoughts"

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Trouble: a sticky-sweet taffy that melds to the roof of your mouth and forces you to indulge in it's tempting taste, potentially leaving your jaw cemented shut so you have no choice and attempt to swallow. But even though you think you've rid of it, it lingers in the crevices of your teeth and clings to your breathe. Karmen was good at finding trouble, she had a nose for it, an internal pull towards things that might get her killed. Perhaps she should be investing in a convention for closet-adrenaline-junkies, but alas she still tucked away the excitement she got from a good dose of disorder and misfortune. She hadn't yet learned her lesson about avoiding the bogs, but she had a theory she would meet the best of company in the nastiest of places. And she was always right. She sashayed up a slight slope that barely overlooked the two beasts. One was covered head to toe in stygian hairs, who's posture suggested something brooding and foreboding, with hunched shoulder blades like gargoyle and eyes - oh those doors to the soul - the colour of spilled blood. And the other was polar opposite: he was coloured like a waning moon, a sterling silver thread interrupted patches of dark and pale fur that contoured his masculine frame. And eyes as frigid and unforgiving as frost. He wasn't as readable as the other, but radiated a handsome, quiet confidence. But to her disappointment, the air was thin with a lack of tension. A petite pout formed on her face before turning into a natural look of refinement. "Gentlemen," she purred, cocking her delicate head to one side as she laid down before them, crossing her two front feet and batting her dark lashes. "What is the special occasion?" With luck, the situation might progress and it would be worth her while to stay. Perhaps the two were from rival packs, or long lost brothers with an overpowering vendetta to be the gory death of one another. The possibilities for drama were so rich. talking to you

The greeting that the male returned was as cool as the one that Galileo had let fall from his maw. He twitched his ears in the other's direction, allowing silence to reign for a few moments before he deigned to reply. "This isn't the nicest place, you know." The observation was mild, untempered by any sort of emotion. "These lands boast of much better views than this." He glanced around as he spoke, twotoned gaze observing his surroundings with just the slightest amount of condescension. He would always love the North. It would always hold his heart. Places like this were simply bland compared to the stark beauty and danger of his home.

Of course, Galileo was just slightly biased in that regard. His home had been torn from him, so of course he believed that it was the greatest place to be found. If he hadn't been forced to leave it, he probably would have left of his own choice, seeking something better elsewhere. But Galileo had never been given that opportunity, so he loved his memories that much more fiercely for it.

Inclining his head slightly in the other's direction, Galileo returned to the present with a flick of his ears. "My name is Galileo." The male added that part, his voice as calm as ever. Why, he could remember when even the smallest of pups had him hiding behind his mother. But Galileo had grown up since then, and the large male who stood before him had no affect on Galileo. He was at ease, or he had been, at least, until the female made an appearance.

His first thought was that she was gorgeous. His second was that he was far from a gentleman. Looking vaguely amused, he glanced towards the brown female with a halfhearted flick of his tail. "There's no special occasion." Still, he inclined his head in her direction, "Should there be?" He twitched his ears at the thought, glancing back at the black male. Did he know this wolfess? Or had she just appeared from nowhere?

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The grey whelp seemed at ease while Hades's insides coiled and iched for flesh and blood. He pondered of the man before him. "Nicest? Well males as myself.. we enjoy rather isolated environments. I am no ordinary bloke, dear male." He offered a wryly grin to the boy. He added coolly, "I care not of beauty. My crimson optics wish to lay upon something more of a mysterious surrounding." he chuckled lightly. Both males were highly masculine. Thanks to their obvious high levels of testosterone. Hades's musk seem to easily over power the grey boy's own scent. His auds swerved to hear the boy's name. Eyes brows rose as he spoke with questioning. "Gilileo? Hmm.. that's a nice calling. Salutations to your acquaintance, Gilileo. I am Hades. Hades Decuon Lunarii." Eyes locked on the man's face as the corners of his mouth creased into a smile once more. Hades felt delight tickle his stomach as his Hellions spoke. "He is delicious but do not let your wrath erupt from you just yet. This is not who we have sent for you, Hades.." His mind pondered. He wondered who would possibly find their way here amongst two large brutes. If logic and sensibility lingered in the mysterious wolf who was destined to show, that wolf would've turned around a long time ago. Unless of course, another demon of his kind obtained blood and twisted bones. Hades's piercing red orbs frantically moved as he spotted a female stride so calmly into their presence. A soft threatening growl escaped his maw as a greeting to the abrupt woman. Raspy and robust vocals poured and scurried from his lethal fangs as his mouth opened to release his speech. "Occasion? Darling, I find my own entertainment daily. Nothing occasional about that." A smirk plastered upon his bold ebony face. Crimson eyes drunk her sweet image. Her body was lean and petite. She held a sandy hue and her eyes possessed a youthful gold. His pink tongue rolled out his mouth to lick and moisturize his ebony lined lips. She looked tasty and the hellions agreed. They hissed their erotic desires that were to be fulfilled by their puppet, Hades. "Take away her pride and punish her with uncontrolled thrusts, Hades. You know you want to.. Punish them both.." He kept silent as he watched the sandy bitch study each man. Eyes became relaxed as his body arched slightly. He spoke firmly. "You should not meddle yourself with two males, damsel but now that you are in my presence, I will not let you leave without a proper greeting.. it is only polite. Speak of your calling, please?" His eyes narrowed with pleasure as he watched her closely. This interesting mixture of strangers promised a satisfying and exciting encounter.. "Speech" "Thoughts"

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Unfortunately, there was no previous bad blood between the two. In fact, she had arrived in time to hear both of the men give their names: the moon washed one was named Galileo, and the shadow to his opposite side was Hades. Both men aimed their eyes on her, and she was warm with the visual attention. Soak it in, boys. They both denied her question for the occasion, so it would be assumed that this was the first time they were meeting. How quaint. A small sigh of disappointment left her curled lips, her own gaze wandering beyond them to the afternoon sky. The spindly trees of Jade's more were outlined in an orange glow from the ruddy sunset. She remained petrified, admiring the hot colours that bled through the canopy of branches, as still as a golden statue. Her peridot eyes returned to Hades in particular as he fed her his tidbit of speech. His presence, like he was someone important - and just where did he get that impression? Handsome, no doubt, as most men are, but nonetheless meager and unimpressive. Karmen scoffed quietly, rising to her feet and skipping down to their level. She sauntered to a place in between Hades and Galileo, her hips following her in a serpentine sashay, getting close enough to Hades to brush the hairs on the very tip of her tail against the bottom of his chin. "You make yourself sound awfully important for being just another stray, or maybe I'm just bad at first impressions." Subtle sarcasm coated her milky voice, a whisper of a giggle escaping her jaws as she pivoted and seated herself parallel to Galileo, tucking her tail around her posterior and wiggling her slender shoulders as she got comfortable. A charming smile sat on her face as she met eyes with the silver one and followed her gaze to Hades once again. "They call me Karmen." talking to you