Greed's Pondering {Open}

[Kismet//Accalia]

Tyson leaped onto a low hanging branch and climbed up a few more branches. A light breeze ruffled his fur carrying the scent of wolves. He looked down at Wolfgang. "I don't know about you, but I can smell some wolves. We should go check if they're faes."

Wolfgang nodded and sped off. Leaving his friend behind.

Tyson shrugged. "I like to climb through trees anyway. No big deal."

[Sheera]

"None of your f*cking business brute." she snarled at him. Living life the way she did made her sharp tougued. "Its a pity, I almost had a perfectly sane day... then I had to meet you." she said casually. Though today... was nothing close to a casual day. She had found her two sisters through mind connections, they had fought two rogues along with a femora named Fate and Zenya, and though she didn't know it, her sister had commited suicide.

[silverpelt12]

"You come when I call you Clover, if you don't you'll watch that little friend of yours slowly lose thier life, each cut as they bleed to death, okay my love," he purred swiping her face with a paw.

[Kismet//Accalia]

Wolfgang stopped and pricked his ears. Some wolves were talking. One sound like that one wolf we just met. Maybe he already found a fae? He peeked from behind a tree to watch the talking wolves.

Tyson caught up with Wolfgang and looked down on everything from a tree.

[Sheera]

"Sure," she said sarcastically. She knew something he didn't. "Go ahead," she said brightly. "You're just wasting your time, that wolf is..." she shuddered. "Bleck." she paused. "Shes got problems." she stared out in the direction of disapearance in distaste, though in her mind and only in her mind she was singing like an elephant. She shook her head. "On a slightly brighter note I met a couple wolves, yeah, pretty nice wolves too. They speak of many things I'm interested in, mmhhm, many, many things." she said brightly.

[silverpelt12]

"That's nice, my dear. Now why don't you call your little friend over hear if you don't care whether she lives or dies?" he purred licking her cheek for the sweet warm blood that poured from it. Slowly dripping down.

[Kismet//Accalia]

Tyson shook. What kind of wolves are these? A bunch of bloodthirsty monsters? His claws dug deep into the branch he was sitting on.

Wolfgang gulped and started to back up. Maybe they didn't scent me. I could leave now.

[Sheera]

"Ah shucks... why do I not... why do I not... Oh yes!" she said as if it just dawned upon her. "We've been---- how do you say?" she paused and smiled. "Communicating... for a long time now... if I call her most likely she'll bring them." she paused. "Seems like its many, many wolves. I wouldn't want that type of trouble." she said in a menacing tone.

[silverpelt12]

"I'm not scared-- hold on, we have some geusts," he woofed and turned to Tyson and Wolfgang, "Didn't I tell you to find a fae, not follow me," he snarled and his long fangs grew into a menecing snarl.

[Kismet//Accalia]

Tyson crouched low on the branch. He heard a cracking noise and knew the branch he was sitting on was breaking. He jumped to another branch, making leaves flutter down to the ground.

Wolfgang looked up ans snarled. Idiot!

[silverpelt12]

Greed spotted them and charged. He lept at them. His fur slicked back and his eyes filled with a lust for the kill.

[Sheera]

Clover's fur twitched with irritation and a smile broke from her maw. "Oh sister dearest, you've come home!" she growled happily, and at that split second Apryl's snarl broke out then was connected with the snarls of several other's.

Apryl came into view, a few steps before many others. They all were full grown and their tails were straight up. They barked in menacing tones and their muscles tightened.

Two large females stood two steps behind Apryl on either side of her. They both were much larger than Apryl and Clover. Their names: Lucy and Ameara. They both had been friends with Apryl since her mother was killed. Behind Lucy stood a full grown male, matching the size of Greed. His name: Scrap. Behind Ameara stood another large wolf, a little over the size of Scrap. Guerrier. They all snarled and barked, teeth glistening.

[Kismet//Accalia]

"Holy cow!" Tyson fell down from the tree in shock. He staggered up and blinked a few times. What in the world is going on here? A mini-war is about to break out.

Wolfgang had almost passed out from the sudden number of wolves coming out of nowhere. No use in spilling blood. Maybe theirs something I can do to stop these guys. He padded into view of the wolves and smiled. "Hello ya'll." XP

[silverpelt12]

Greed snarled. He saw those wolves. He saw Apryl, she was just like Clover. She wouldn't be any fun. The bigger fae looked like fur.

Pride padded in. His white fur drenched a deep scarlet from Jen's blood still. They both wish they had Envy. They would be invicible.

[Sheera]

OCC: OOH!!! Can we bring Dark Hex and Envy in?! Dark Hex would be on Clover's side though XP

Ameara stepped to the front and shuffled Apryl towards the back. She was calm and her eyes showed a calm peace. "We needn't want to spill blood, Apryl has told us all about you, well at least what Clover has told her. We're prepared for anything." This was true. They had many brutes behind the sidelines that could come in. "We want to leave in peace, with all of us." she said and she flicked her tail to Clover, who was snarling at the sudden group of wolves.

She lept in a grabbed Apryl. "I told you not to come!" she snarled down at her as Apryl swung her claws at her. "Don't try me Apryl!" she growled. "You and your little friends need to leave! This is not your battle to fight!" She looked deep into Apryl's eyes then something was to understanding.

Clover lept off her and Apryl nodded and lept to Ameara's side. She whispered something inaudible to anyone else and Ameara nodded. Apryl whispered the same thing to each of the other wolves, her lean body slipping easily between the wolves, and her muscles rippling. They all nodded and murmured a response.