Another {[Secret}} ::OPEN::

[hOwL]

Longed limbed body came over the green land swiftly, in a trot. She was very different as it seemed but similar to one that perhaps many would remember. She walked along with her snort to the ground taking in the scents. Gosh...nothing like home...what I am I doing here again? She asked herself out loud. For fill the dynasty, it answered her. She sneezed at this annoyed and shook her entire fur. Oh yes yes of course. She replied keeping herself company. She hurried along to this huge lake and peered around. Would she be accepted here? She nodded. Yes...hopefully. She came up to the waters edge and sat down lowering her muzzle to the water only to have the tip of her nose touch it. A vision of the exact place came to her mind and she pulled away from it. Now...what to do from here?! The ancestors never told her what to do now when she got there. She sighed to herself and sat down once more licking up the cool water before flickering her ears up at the sounds of the lone forest. She would be found...she nos it.

[Sivoncé™]

Annanti had been roaming alone that day, as she often did. Her love for Guerrier was no less because of this, but both she and her mate were independent spirits. Even lovers as deep as they needed their time alone. And with the threat of Black Fury's vicious gang of rouge tyrants, Annanti took all the time she needed to scout the territories.
The threat of Black Fury shook many in their pelts, but not Annanti. She and Guerrier had faced them many times, depleting their numbers so much that they'd had to go into hiding for a short while. With Idalia and perhaps Athame joining them for a short time, there were pros and cons to their situation. For now, Annanti would be as cautious as ever and not take risks. She might be able to take care of herself, but that was no excuse to be wreckless. She was strong and clever, but not invincible.
In the dark, her black, red, and gray shape was scarcely visible. She gazed forward, eyes narrowed. Another she-wolf was in the region, a she-wolf with an unfamiliar scent and appearence. Slinking forward, Annanti debated with herself, then decided to go and great the stranger. No need to be hostile if there was no threat; this fae was innoccent until proven guilty.
"Hello. My name is Annanti, can I ask who you are?"

[hOwL]

Body turend in the direction where the female came. It was a ritual in her land to always seek the stranger before it seeked you. And well this was what she learned. Her uneven gaze was blazed with one green eye and the other blue. She had a pattern printed along her green eye but she would not let you think less of her..as really she was more then you will ever think possilbe. She dipped her head in the females direction. Greetings. I am Secret Fang, I travel from far but where I come from is not needed. She stated in polite curt tones. Her gaze locked with the females as she was a young female...around....15 moons perhaps. Many have loved her...but one to hold a mate of her own was not really the most wise thing.

[Sivoncé™]

Annanti studied her carefully, then nodded, detecting the accent. There were stories, both terrible and glorious, of wolves outside of the packs she'd known for most of her life. There was the strange Alphess who'd aided the healing of the plague, Mira. And then that dreadful Lily...forgotten daughter of Bloodsbane, who'd slain her. But there were other packs, some not even called packs. Annanti had no desire to seek them, as she was a loner through and through, but she did take a small interest in diversity. "Greetings, Secret Fang. Welcome to the Valley of Endless Winter. And as in all places, I think you have much to learn about and from your surroundings. However, you've come on the brink of dark times," she sighed, eyes saddening for a moment. "I am a loner, I suppose, as I don't belong with any of the four packs that roam here. Perhaps you have heard of them?" Annanti inquired, voice doubtful.

[hOwL]

Gaze narrowed at the female who spoke to her, as the sun spilled over her pelt and made her pant. Once more she looked over the female flickering her tail over her paws neatly. Perhaps. My stated place is not half of what this is. I am sure I will be getting around fine, thank you. She spoke slightly annoyed. She was a long gone wolf figure but to tell you she did fine coming over the tundras of her land even though it was summer. She twitched her harks again and eyes looked at this loner who had spoken. Dark times just bring strength to those who are in need....as this is not a problem....as this is why you find me here. She told her in wise tones. Back home things where a disaster. But of this she did not speak off. She nodded at the words that came from her. Yes, the Siverian, Sheeran, Destinian & Yozoran. She spoke smoothly in much knowledge. A soft smile played among her lips and she got up licking over the other head. You do not need to worry about me. I'm fine. She woofed with a wink. Walking around her she began to trot into the forest again.

[Sivoncé™]

Annanti let out a small laugh as she padded away. "It's funny. Whenever I meet a wolf who's come from the mountains, or some other place, they always claim the same things as you. And then when I see them again it seems that I was more right than they know," she grinned, her expression friendly, not smug. "We've all seen good and plenty, expecially the loner folk. And if you're fine now," she sighed, serious suddenly. "Let's just say you probably won't be in the next few days. Black Fury is the easy part. There are things stirring here that no wolf really wants to see again," she winced. "Well, nice knowing you. I should probably head off."

[hOwL]

Trinangles flatted against her skull at being slightly hinted to Wolf from the Mountain. She turned around her fangs bared. You no nothing on the life they live....neither on where I come from... I will be fine. You dont know who I am, Secret Fangs snarled. She turned around with a sneeze sprinting away from the female. She really was not like this...she was just...frusterated. Still she had gotten no vision on where she should be and where. She shook her skull and licked her lips letting out a angry bark. You tell me to be here...now here I am...what the HELL do i do now? She asked herself loudly. But this time...no anwser came.

[occ; I LUFF YOU SIV!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! xD Take nothing that she says personally...she is not happay at the momment u.u]

[Sivoncé™]

Annanti snorted as the she-wolf sprinted off. I never said anything about knowing her, I said I knew her type. And every single one of them is just as stubborn as the next! Seriously, why do I even bother? Let their heads all fall off for all I care! They're almost as bad as the packs! She shook her head, scenting the air, eyes narrowing as she tasted the winds. Well, it would seem my two least favorite gang members are headed towards here....I'm not in a good mood. But I won't be able to face Sekhmet and Enferian alone. If I had Guerrier, it would be a piece of cake. If it were any other group of wolves, I would be fine on my own. But Sekhmet is the most....freakish thing I've ever seen. She treats herself like a saint! And Enfer.....I feel for him. His madness was not of his own making, but it's of his own projection. If they attack me on my hunt, I won't hesitate to scrap with them.... Then a small, smug smile came across her maw. And if they happen to attack that little miss priss over there, well, then they can have at it!

Enfer glared suspiciously at Sekhmet. "Why are you suddenly so interested in taking part of the gang?" He sneered.
"So I can scope out my next test subject, Enferian," Sekhemt sighed, seemingly occuppied with her thoughts.
"Oh, yes, all mighty one! I forgot you are the magnificent tester of good and evil!" He snapped icily.
Sekhmet's eyes narrowed, but she ignored his jibe and replied simply, "I take those who have committed crime and those who are selfish and I pin them down to face their own, self-created torments. If they survive themselves, then they go free, changed wolves." She did not mention that recently, the very first and only two survivors of her 'work' had made it through their tests. As far was the wolves around her were concerned, they could go on thinking that her choosing wolves was marking them for disaster.
They never understand until it's over...well, that only goes for two....
Suddenly, Enferian and Sekhmet stopped and sniffed the air. "Mountain scent. Not any I recognize..." She noted.
"Ah, and my little friend Annanti! Haven't had a dash with her in a long time...this could be fun...."
Sekhmet snorted. "Nah, I want a look at your little friend....and I want to know this new wolf. You take the new one, I take Annanti. Your size will probably intimidate the fae and Annanti and I don't exactly hear well of each other. Let's go."

[hOwL]

Step was smooth and quick. She hated being here. The trees..the grass...the HEAT. I panthed the whole way. The black on her pelt gathered more sun then it should and it was pissing her off. But then again that was not her nature. She leaped onto a white gray rock and let the coolness of it seep into her pads and body refreshing her, her pathing soon stopping. Her ears picked up the faintest sound and she yawned. Man...when was this unkown wolf going to come for her? Or someone? Somone already came but they where not the one she seeks. She heard speaking...more then that scents of 2 others. She sat up sitting listening carefully on the sounds of the forest.

[Sivoncé™]

Annanti stopped suddenly, the well-known, much-hated scents washing over her with more strength this time. She instinctively lowered into a defensive crouch, eyeing the brush around her suspiciously and constantly drinking in the air, trying to pin point the scents. Her eyes narrowed to slits, and she backed away into the brush, becoming more hidden there than by the banks of the lake. Seconds ticked by, nothing but silence to keep her company. However, the scent of the demonic fae became seperated from Enferian's, and it was clear that Sekhmet was headed her way. However, Sekhmet was remaining hidden in the brush, as well. Annanti spotted her gleaming amber eyes staring at her through the fronds of greenery. A snarl coarsed through her, ripping into the quiet. "You're making a mistake to track me, Sekhmet. You know I never take the same path homeward. And now it's about time you've got to know the paws and claws that take me there!" She let out a sharp, loud howl, sending a flock of crows to flee from the nearby trees, and then she leaped at her enemy.

Sekhmet was perpared for the attack, and side-stepped it easily. Her golden eyes danced with humor at Annanti's threat. "Oh, really, a small, little thing like you? How old are you, Annanti? Barely enough to give birth to pups? Or are you still determined to wait for the danger to pass? You should know a stupid femme like yourself is never safe!" She hissed tauntingly, circling Annanti now.

"It's funny, how you seem to know things, and yet you're so ignorant when it comes to me!" Annanti flashed a venemous smile. "I wonder why that is? Perhaps you and I are unfortunately similar. I know your ways well, Sekhmet. You won't trick any information out of me by getting me to brag. You might've been better off with that other fae I met. She seemed quite touchy!" Their careful, deadly circle continued, then at once, the two sprang at each other again.

Enferian knew not to take his enemy for granted; she was obviously strong, as it showed well on her beautiful form. However, Enfer knew he had advantages. He was large, bulky, muscular, satisfied with his cannabalistic habits. Also, he knew the land. Already, she seemed discomforted and disconcerted with her surroundings. If she tried to run, though Enfer doubted she would, there would be no place that she went that Enfer wouldn't know. Not a place to go that Black Fury's Forces wouldn't be able to follow.
With a small, dark snicker, he rose from the brush, then walked casually over to her. He was smiling friendly at first, but as they came to be only a foot apart, he lashed out with a massive, long-clawed paw and whipped it across her face. "'Ello there! Shoudln't be travellin' yourself, you know. Might get into some trouble..." he snickered again, then launched himself at her, looking quite pleasant, yet all the more menacing.

[hOwL]

She rose up as she saw this male...males where never the first ones on her list...do to things back at her home. She jerked her head backwards as he lifted his paw quickly getting out of its grasp just one of his claws racking her snout. Letting out powerful snarl her long white fangs came foward snapping at him as he striked at her pulling her frame down from the rock into the dirt. With pleasure she took him with her, dipping her fangs right below his snout she threw herself foward smashing him away from her. She shook her pelt and stood her tall body looking at him. You are the one they fear....correct? she asked with this smirk. She eyed him and raced foward looming over him her uneven gaze looking at him. I can tell why... she hissed baring her fangs she extended her long limbs and flashed her black claws over his stomach and flank....today she was not in the best of mood. Go away.

[Sivoncé™]

Enferian snarled and untangles himself from her thorn claws. They snagged and tore a bit, but he managed to seperate with only a few nicks on his flanks and a scratch on his belly. He launched right into another attack, no hesitance or moment for anticipation, no moment for Secret Fang to move much. He buried his fangs in her shoulder and used his back claws to raked up her spine. That oughta hurt....eh, well, that scratch is kind of stinging really bad....hope it didn't go as deep as I think it did....ah, well.
At her question, he rolled his eyes and released her shoulder, satisfied with using his long, dark claws to distribute the pain. "Me? Dangerous? The one they're all afraid of? Honey, I'm not even on the elite gaurd! What, did you think I was Black Fury? You've got a lot to learn...." He shook his head. "Nah. I'm far too tame, I suppose. Well, at times like now anyways. I don't like picking off wolves....I like fair fights. Somtimes. Sort of. Well, really, only now and then, but whatever. They think I'm soft," he snarled under his breath, claws suddenly ripping harder down her back. "Well, in any case, I failed my last assignment. I was s'pposed to take down that nuisance Annanti. Stupid she-wolf knew me from a long time ago....knew my family...." his troubled gaze suddenly flared into that red, crimson burning bonfire again. He was no longer 'tame Enfer'. With a venemous snarl, he pinned her. "Now, you wouldn't happen to know where Miss Annanti is? I hear she's expecting pups soon. Too bad I'll kill them before the vermin even open their eyes!"

"Well, Sekhmet? Are we gonna do this all night? You know this isn't over." Annanti sighed, ducking to dodge another blow.
"I'm only tiring you out! Are you supposed to be the wise one?" Sekhemet snapped half-heartedly.
"You're tiring yourself out. It's not tonight, you know it. If it was, we wouldn't be having this conversation right now." Annanti grunted, exasperated.
"You never did answer my question--"
"And why would I answer you? If I am expecting, I wouldn't want to give it away. If I'm not, letting you think I am might throw you for a bit of a loop. Trust me, Sekhmet, I want you dead nearly as much as you want me the same."
"I rather wish you would join Black Fury, actually." Sekhmet said tartly.
"Then you can understand where I wish Enfer would seek aid from the Destinians?" Annanti narrowed her eyes.
"Enfer's way of life is none of your business! Perhaps if you'd leave him alone about what happened with he and his family he wouldn't be half-crazed!"
"Only half-crazed. He's also half sane, normal wolf!" Annanti said in a small voice.
"Enough of this! I do want you dead, Annanti! Remember that!" Sekhmet crouched low to the gorund once more, eyes glinting dangerously.
"If you wanted to kill me, I'm quite sure you would've already done it," Annanti said calmly. "You came to get information from me, to spot some fatal flaw in my way of living. Hear this, Sekhmet: there are wolves stronger than me out there, there are wolves weaker, there are wolves smarter, and there are plenty more ignorant. Whatever they are, they have not seen what I have. Perhaps they have seen more, but mainly most have just seen different. It is not a crime to share what I've learned, for few, though they walk rough roads, have been through exactly what I've been through. We could learn from each other, or we can grapple about who had it worst, who knows the most, who has more or less. Sekhmet, you came here to try and mark me for one of your hideous trials of life and death, trying to put me in a situation where I would have a great sacrifice if I truly valued my life. I do value my life. Just because you don't want to see that doesn't mean it isn't true. You have no business here. Leave me."
Sekhmet stared hard at Annanti, tail twitching oddly. "I do not kill in cold blood--"
"But you already have before."
"That's in the past--"
"And you'll do it again in the future, I'm sure." Annanti scented the air, then darted from the small clearing, following the scent of Enfer.

Sekhemt stared, transfixed, after her. The wolf got under her skin big time, mainly because everything Annanti had said was true. Wolves thought Annanti believed highly of herself because she gave advice. It was advice she gave, but only because few wolves ever had to avenge their families by killing their brothers, and other exploits. She was not downplaying the agony of other wolves, even going so far to say that there were plenty who pained more than her. She just had something to share.
Sekhmet's eyes narrowed, tail twitchin. She and Enfer were on the very outskirts of the gang, Enfer desperately trying to move up in rank but failing miserably with his secret homesickness. Sekhmet simply preferred to work alone. But she could feel her lifestyle changing, the lust to kill the wolf who had just fled her growing more and more. Any wolves, really. It made little sense at all.
She turned and fled into the brush, plotting and cursing.

[hOwL]

She twisted from his grasp and let him claw down her back. She turned around bitting down on his lower limbs as she twisted away. Everyone keeps telling me the same..but its just YOU who needs the teaching. She snarled as she was pinned she kicked him off. Getting once more she dug her fangs in his fore head around his eyes....then moving over to tear at his ears with viouse bites. She bleed little from these wounds that she had gotten from only claws that ripped through her thick winter pelt. Yes she would tell you she was BURNING. Lunging she pushed her body foward on her two back paws, lowering her head to her chest she attack the side of his face close to his breathing pipe. Latching on she shook her head voilently with his flesh still in her grasp...willing to tear clumps of flesh off of him. She was strong...and they where the same height. The only diffrence being that he was male and she was female. Jumping she landed on him once more...hard enough to knock his frame down smashing him into the ground, long white fangs grasped at his shoulder blades then at his spinal cord...one false move and it could cost him plenty. You leave me be or I will kill you...you packmutt. she spat through his fur, digging in deeper feeling her shoulder bleed heavily from his bite.

[Sivoncé™]

Annanti sighed heavily, now immensely irritated. "Sorry, Princess," she snapped tartly, "But this place has enough killers. Just let Enferian go. Maybe he'll actually take my advice and go home?" She asked him half-heartedly. Enferian shook Secret Fang off again and glared at Annanti, a snarl on his maw.
"That's your death wish, mutt!" He snapped. "And look who's talking! You're just as prissy as she is!" He gestured towards Secret Fang.

It was rare for Annanti to snap.
She was always controlled, rarely eve showed emotion, but now, she was absolutely livid.
"Well maybe you should both go back to where you came from and just leave me the hell alone! I didn't ask for this place, Enferian! I didn't ask for you and Sekhmet to try and assasinate me! I didn't ask for Diablo to save me, I didn't ask my brother to kill my family, I didn't ask my mother to leave the Siverians, I didn't ask my grandparents to leave Blood Mist, I didn't ask for Rhain to go and have a pup with some wolf she hated, I didn't fucking ask for any of this. If you think I'm here because I believe I am 'royalty' so you say, you are strongly misinformed. If you think I really wanted this life, think AGAIN!" She snarled, crouching. "And no, Secret Fang. You won't touch him. That's not an order. It's a fact. I plan on having him dead in about a moment." She charged.

Enfer, suddenly backing away. "But....you don't kill...." he stuttered increduously.
"Paris would be alive if I didn't kill when I needed to! Now you and that wench back there threaten my pups' lives, you're gonna get HELL from me!" Her eyes were on fire, and so was she. She launched, Enfer still too dazed by her sudden fight that he was too ignorant to move very far. Using Secret Fang's previously inflicted wounds on the brute, Annanti snapped her fangs into his muzzle, clamping it, and tore at his face with her claws. She released him a moment later, looking pale.
She backed away, eyes wide, and watering. "No.....I promised...." she murmured aloud, more for herself than to anyone.
"You can kill him if you want. Whatever. Just don't.....don't let them know I have pups, you hear me?" She stared down Secret Fang, eyes both pleading and menacing.
Enferian was blinded, stumbling to his paws and howling with rage.
"My eyes you witch! You freaking cut out my EYES!!!" He screeched, pain swimming through his veins.

[hOwL]

Just happens they already know. Do not speak DOWN to me...I'm not your fallower. She snarled at the female and swapped her face with a massive paw. Eying this female she just turned away willign to escape the sence. She turned away trotting away as if nothing happened. She cussed under her breath...what the hell was she doing here? If you dont speak now great goddess I swear I will kill myself...I cant live with this mutts. she snarled in her mind. She just wish she would disspear. She didnt want to be here. She hated it here. Everyone was ignorant and thought her as a stupid uneducated female. She snorted and kept her walk. If just they knew...shaking her head her body fallowed. She was hot...she was BURNING. CURSE THIS BLOODY PELT! she yelled and bit at her bodice ripping out a clump of thick fur. Calm yourself... it told her. She stopped and sat down looking down at her paws she let out a whimper. Just tell me...what I'm I supose to find here... she whispered with a whimper.