A New Alliance, Or a New Enemy?

[Honest Knight]

Two eyes escape through the night sky. Peering coldly the yellow defying orbs lay flat upon their surroundings, fixiated upon the terrain in which they trespassed. The leaves seemed to fall and create an opeque scene. Almost beyond all view suddenly the leaves stopped falling. Silence laid atop the earth as if a vast blanket of snow. The eyes stepped forward and a face formed around them. The facade seemed to be of a dark hue, but as they drew closer to the moonlight that shined upon the atmosphere more lighter colors appeared. A stoic look placed upon the expression that would not be taken lightly from anyone without a good fight. The expression of a true warrior.

He knew that he was soon about to trespass on claimed terrain. He knew that this location had the smell of another in the area, though he wasn't quite sure of the placement this other held within himself. Honest Knight was not the challant type without words of power first. He would have to be told to attack whether verbally or physically if he were to fight. Along side him flew a bird that seemed to watch the territory's borders as much as he did.

Soon, he found himself faced with a river, that seemed to connect to a large vast ocean. He did no smile, though the beauty shimmered in his eyes as if it were calming and worth his time being here, even if he were killed for it. With a strong, leap without warning, he splashed into the water's surface and swam heavily over to the other side. It didn't take him long, as he had the muscles to carry him along, even though with the wind being as strong as it was, the waves could have carried off anyone who was even slightly smaller with less strength than him. Though this too he seemed to not worry about.

When a wolf enters a claimed territory, there's always some reason as to why. Though nothing of his body displayed any time before this the reasoning, his head now tilted to sniff out a smell that now he knew of. He knew the placement of the marker, a proud and strong alpha. One that he would probably be happy to serve along side as a protector of the weak, as he was formally raised to do. As he stepped out to the shores, his grey, white and black coat shook, displaying a slightly matted format of his fur. He quickly gave way at biting, chewing and licking it clean and soft again. The rest of his body seemed to after a while lay down flat and long.

Now his intentions seemed to show. His head bolted towards the skies, muzzle opening to display sharp pearly whites, and a scream that would travel through the terrain, spreading like a California Wildfire. Claws dug deep into the ground. A call that marked out the alpha, hoping he would come forth, and be the right alpha to host him, if he would even accept Honest Knight's presence.

[[A.n.y.u]]

late at night I wonder why, sometimes I wonder why

Night had fallen, beautiful and silent. In the dark of the night he moved, stepping silently through his lands, unable to stop moving and go to sleep for the night. His white fur was jostled by his movements and the soft breeze that swept across the beaches. Ebony Estruary was ahead. The sands were black, a characteristic trait of the beaches here. Everything, even the sea and the river waters, was dark. Here he was, his eyes scanning the waters of the river. The liquid was crystal clear and shone like the stars in the sky. Well, no wonder. The water was reflecting the stars and the moon. But the water was very bright, and it looked refreshing. The great white beast lowered his head and began to drink, refreshing his body, though he hadn't been all that thirsty.

That was when he heard the howl. His head shot up into the air and his eyes began to search the darkness frantically. The call had startled him; why would anyone visit here in the middle of the night? It took him a moment to regain his composure and begin to search the shadows with real intensity. He couldn't see anything, naturally, but he knew that someone was out there. The asence of wind meant that scents were not coming to him as well as they should have been, so he knew that he would have to remember where he had heard the howl and head off in that direction. It took him but a moment to pinpoint the place where the sound had come from and within seconds of that he was on the move - something that required crossing the river before him.

He leapt into the waters and trudged along, trying to keep a firm grip on the sandy grounds. The water was cold against his skin, but it felt wonderful. The waters behind him turned muddy for an instant before clearing with the current. He emerged on the other side, his white fur plastered to his body, making him look skinier than ever before. He made one short attempt to shake the water free of his fur before rushing off in the direction of the call. He was certain it had come from this direction, and before long he could smell the stranger on a few small breezes that managed to make their way to his nose. He followed the scent until, in the distance, he could see the stranger distinctly. He stopped upon viewing the shilloutte, his eyes watching for signs of hostility or warnings of danger. Only when he did not see any did he step forth toward the stranger and greet him.

"You're trespassing, friend."

sometimes I'm so tired I don't even try

[Honest Knight]

The bright eyes closed as the song came to a halt. There he waited for so many things to happen. He knew that a dominant smell would grow to a maximum, senses would run wild, sounds of all types would transfer to his auds. But the higher the anticipation grew, the more his hopes fell. He wanted to sound another call, but didn't want to seem impatient. After several minutes of waiting his head drooped low. He came to figure that maybe no one was coming.

But then, his head shot up quickly to the sound of water. The smell of another grew strong. A low growl emitted, as if maybe he thought it was a predator. Stepping back, knowing it could be dangerous. The shadow of the other cast large and Honest Knight prepared for a possible bear encounter.

The shadows soon revealed a wolfen figure. A silent sigh of relief gave way. Listening carefully to his words, he associated this other's scent with the smells all around him. He did not growl, simply stared. Finally after taking in this other's appearance, smell and attitude, he knew who he was. "Your Highness," he spoke, his chest stuck out revealing more muscle. His ears lifted erect and his nose pointed directly to the skies. One who didn't understand this creature may find him a threat and back away or attack. But slowly, his entire front body lowered and his head curled and ducked under his body until the top reached the ground. A bow worth only something to those who were worthwhile enough to receive it.

"Please, Sir. Miles away I've heard of your power and grace, and your rule over many other strong allies. I humbly ask to live under your command, and in return, I will protect you. I am a soldier, Honest Knight.

"I understand I have trespassed before your lands, but I seek a pack that has nothing to hide, as I do not." And thus was true. He would hide nothing from one that gave him a home. Though he knew the greatest consequence, this other could be evil, and he'd have to battle a wolf in command. This was his only dread.

[[A.n.y.u]]

[ooc]
Sorry for the wait.

[ic]

seems everything around me fails but I hold on to the promise

The antics of the wolven stranger detered him for a moment; he believed that such displays of submittance were unneccessary and often superflous. He rarely demanded that the others submit to his dominance, and strangers did not escape that expectation. He never cared what stance a stranger held, 'less it was a stance such as this one. he stepped closer, his head held midway between lowered and lifted high, and looked the stranger over.

It seemed that this brute would do well in any pack; he held a good deal of respect for an alpha and he appeared to be strong. How well he used that strength was another matter entirely, but the alpha believed that this wolf would be an asset to any pack, one that he now desired to accept.

"Honest Knight, friend, do not bow. I don't require that here. This pack is one of equality that I simply happen to lead. I do not demand that you physically show that you respect or submit to me. I ask only that you do as I say and follow my laws." His eyes were sparkling in the darkness with joy. He loved accepting new members that were like this one. He was certain that he could easily get along with this brute.

"As to your acceptance into this pack; I would be glad to take you in as a member. You would be a fine asset to my pack." Now he lowered his head, showing his own relaxed stance and capability of respecting another. He liked this wolf, that much was obvious.

that there is a reason

[Honest Knight]

((Sorry for the wait, in case you didn't get to read the Cbox before my message disappears due to other people coming in, I recently lost the net, and now have it back. So, that's why I havn't responded. Sorry. Anyway, I'll give you a response very soon. I will just edit this post.))