.Meet the Pups.

[.Yukiko.]

Amber waves licked and caressed the shores of Nne Island, chilly even though summer had arrived. Birds gave song overhead in the great blue firmament, their voices twittery and annoying in the mood. Snarling softly, a chestnut grey varg paddled into the shallows, his paws scraping against the sandy bottom as he pulled himself out of the strait. The alpha brute padded onto dry land, shaking himself dry, the beads of water that soaked his pelt flying in all directions like missles of water. He glared around him, still in a bad mood at what had taken place, then turned to gaze at the approaching forms behind him with a glower on his usually handsome face.

"Hurry up, whelp!" he barked at the ebony figure in the water, his hawk-yellow eyes flashing distaste. Growling, he took a step forwards, towards the camp of the Baridiganda Zaburi Pack. But he had not taken more than two steps when a great furry whirlwind knocked into him, causing Taka to tumble to the ground. He growled and leaped up, ready to bark and to bite whoever had dared to do this but before any actions could be taken, he heard a giggle and smelled a warm, familiar smell of puppy. The annoyed alpha looked down to see his half-year daughter grinning at him very excitedly.

The stormy grey pup laughed impudently and bit playfully at her father's leg, growling in her puppy fashion. She rolled over and stared innocently up into his yellow eyes with her own citrine ones until he sighed, shaking his head with the makings of a smile forming on his face. "Hi Dad!" She yipped cheerfully, her voice clearer now with her riper age. She no longer spoke mostly in the babble but occasionally would let something slip in her emotion or excitement. "Didja catch any intrudas? Didja, didja?"

Taka laughed and looked over to Tetesi and Azazel before picking up the pup in his teeth and setting her on her paws. He gently tousled her fur and licked the top of her head warmly.
"You could say that...now where's Yuki?" The storm grey she-pup laughed again before looking over her shoulders and bursting into a fresh fit of giggles. "Yuki's bothering Unkla Espio and Auntie Yumi, again." She giggled squeekily, looking up into her father's kind face. Catching sight of Tetesi, she shrieked in joy and leaped blindly into the water, giggling and disappearing under the surface for second before reappearing, sputtering and laughing as she padded towards her silver mother. "Mamma!"

[~ Tetesi ~]

The dumb runt, the silver alphess murmured inwardly as she passed Azazel in the water. Her coldness hadn't left her since she relunctantly followed her loved one back to the Nne Island. The cavern and scattered pine trees were a welcome sight in the strengthening golden sun, for one whose mind was locked in an icy reverie. She could almost feel blood dribbling down her mouth, and a few times she ventured to lick her lips to see if the red liquid was really there.

Kimiko would never leave her mind, but she was still unsure if her feelings were still bitter. A new respect was floating in her heart, a respect for those who died with their tails high and in battle. I'd die under claw and fang sooner than I'd die of old age, she promised herself grimly. However, the squeaky voice of her daughter caught her attention, and Arashi was soon leaping through the salty strait toward her. Any other time she would lean down to nuzzle her child, but now she simply smiled and continued into the camp.

Confused mahogany eyes watched Tetesi as she stalked into the shadows of her den. Yukiko padded out of the cave, her mind troubled. She yelped in glee as she saw her father, and she ran toward him. "Hey, Dad!" she yipped, licking his chin quickly. Her movements were still a bit clumsy, but one could tell that she was maturing. Her days spent cooped up in the den were practically over, and she was ready to search her new territory.

"What's wrong with Mom-- Who's that?" she had caught sight of the black male pup in the water, and curiousity overcame her. She took a tiny step toward the strait and gulped. She could somehow tell that he wasn't a very friendly one.

|| Who's gonna roleplay Azzy now? Hmmm . . . ||

[.Yukiko.]

The grey brute looked after his mate, bearing a slight frown before turning to face his daughters. He smiled at them now, love blossoming his his heart and slightly melting away the ice that had formed there previously. He nuzzled Yukiko and gave her a rough, playful lick. Taka parted his jaws to speak but the ebony pup cut in front of him with a growl of irritation. The alpha brute gave him a snarl but said nothing.

"Who are you, weakling?" Azazel snapped at the silver she-pup before shaking himself off. He shot the disapproving male a glare before baring his teeth at the two young femmes. "I am called Azazel, son of Aosoth and Fenrir...am I am not a weakling so don't you dare look at me like that!" He snarled at Arashi who had began to leer.

She snorted and pounced in front of the onyx whelp with a nasty look on her face. Despite her father's warning growl, she sneered at Azazel and picked herself up primly with an attitude like her mother's. "Well...Azazel, I am called Arashi...daughter of Tetesi and Taka, Alphas of this pack... You will not speak to me that way without paying..." She growled and narrowed her eyes, looking remarkably like Tetesi. The storm grey pup stepped up to the scowling whelp and put her face up to his. She stared into his yellow eyes and glared into his face while Azazel snarled at her, deciding whether to spat into her face or not. "Down, boy..." Arashi hissed before pouncing on the onyx pup and they tumbled to the ground. She was unusually fast for her age and before one could blink, she had him down and was planting herself onto his back, her paw firmly over his snout. "You'll soon see, Azzy...that I am not to be messed with..." She growled softly into his aud before lightly leaping off him and padding away, out of the cave.

||ooc|| I'll play Azzy if it's ok with you..?

[~ Tetesi ~]

ooc | *nods* That's fine. Sorry for not replying ... uh ... other stuff on my mind and I have no room for muse. ^^;

ic |

Yukiko backed up a step as Azazel proved that her guess was right, by offering her an aggressive demeanor. Her ears flicked up to her father for a moment, but she only stared back, if a bit uneasily. "Hi--" she began, trying to sound friendly, but his attention had shifted to her little sister. Arashi acted just as aggressively, proving that she was a much higher rank than he, before sitting on him. The silver she-cub realized with a prickle of shame that she would not have been able to do the same. It was in her nature to be calm and kind, perhaps a bit shy, and it was Arashi who inherited Tetesi's darker, colder side.

As Arashi trotted away, she made her way cautiously to the black male pup and stood tall, her ears perked and her chin high, but with her tail slightly drooping. It was like good alpha, bad alpha ... one being kind and concerned, the other fierce and commanding. Yukiko led the caring role, and this was apparent as she crouched to eye level with Azazel. "I'm Yukiko, snow child, and also daughter to the alphas. I'm sorry for my sister's behavior, but she is that way ..." She wanted to make a good impression on the ungrateful brute, but ended up frowning and waiting for him to stand.

He may just need a friend, she thought with a grind of her teeth. If that was the case, and if Taka had come to introduce them and nothing else, she'd rather stay away from him ... depending on his reaction. She stared up at the gray-brown ceiling, sweeping her gaze into the deeper parts of the cavern where the roof consisted of chipped ice and large, black rifts. It was all she could do not to help the male up and risk getting her snout bitten off.

[.Yukiko.]

The ebon pup snarled and made to leap after the stormy grey femme but the sound of the other whelp's voice distracted him. It was unusually soft and nice, he had expected a snarl. Azazel stared at her for a moment, temporarily forgetting that he was suppose to be snarling and fighting.

"I don't care who you are," he spat, glaring at her now. She was probably weak and frightened, the poor puppy, afraid to challenge him as the annoying grey pup had. He spat at her, feeling the alpha male growl threataningly and glare at him. "Whassamatter? Aren't you the alpha? Act like it, femme, not afraid to give commands are you?" He hissed, his eyes aflame with defensive anger.

The chestnut brute shook his head and rolled his eyes at Yukiko, then turned to snarl at Azazel. "Remember your place, Azazel..." He growled, finding the arrogant pup's demeanor and manners very irritating. "What? You like your pup? Aren't you gonna boss me around? Well don't try...I may have joined your pack but I'm not taking droppings from any dog here..." He snarled at Taka, fur bristling all over. The alpha frowned, a snarl rising in his throat like bile. But he shook his head in annoyance and turned to walk away. But he didn't. In a flash like lightning, Taka turned and knocked Azazel in the belly, bowling him over and striding to loom over him, teeth flashing. "Watch it, whelp... Yukiko, show him around and don't be shy. Your mother won't care if you take another bite out of him." He smirked at Azazel, quite unlike his usual self, and walked out of the warriors den, leaving the two pups by themselves. Winded, Azazel tried to act aggressive, snarling after Taka and glaring at Yukiko as if saying "Come near me and you die."

[~ Tetesi ~]

Small Yukiko tipped her head to one side in confusion, and scrambled back another step. She lifted her lip to reveal some fang, but didn't go as far as growling before her father moved suddenly. After flipping him over and knocking into his stomach, the alpha male left. The silvery she-wolf smiled after him, as if to show that she wasn't acting shy or afraid. Just ... wary and confused.

She blinked at Azazel's look and sat down, saying, "It is not an alpha's purpose to look down on the others and show tooth and claw if their orders are ignored. An alpha's purpose is to keep the pack together, and punish disobediant members only for the sake of the others." Her speech was fluent and soft, extremely intelligent and mature for a half-year pup. She took a few steps toward the black he-wolf, and offered him a smirk.

"You poor, worthless animal," she murmured with a pitying look in her eyes. "Were you raised as a rogue? It must be tough to be a loner. I'm lucky enough to have a family to care for me." She leapt forward, attempting to pin him down, but her movements were gentle and the only aggressive streak was the wild bristling of her fur. If he dodged or wriggled out of her grasp, she would just leave. Ignorance would discourage rude behavior, as Tetesi always said.

[Azreal]

Ooc: YUKIKO! YOU SHOULD BE ASHAMED! YOU HAD NO RIGHT TO RP AZAZEL! *snatches him* I'm taking him back! Where's the rest of my characters? >_< In other news -- here's a reply. >P

Ic: He raised his eyebrow for a second and smirked, this female was amusing. He clicked his teeth together once, anticipation and excitement welling up within himself. Finally, that one step too close; Azazel crossed the line. Yukiko leapt and attacked; Azazel snarled and screamed silently ‘Damn!’ Azazel watched as Yukiko leapt, muscles cramped and a sensation over came the wolf. Blood rushed and kicked up like a damn tide wave; he calculated his moves within seconds. A young fighter has a few fights on his paws and thinks he's a toughie at that. In fact, Azazle thought he knew everything.

His leap timing was just slightly off and Yukiko's paws had manages to graze the side of his thigh. A light trickle of blood slowly traveled down and upon the Island grass. Azazel grinned, his almond shaped eyes showed lesser abhorrence and further excitement now. The words were almost torn from his maw and a large roar spat across the den. That wasn’t right, luck was beginning to shun Azazel. No; he would not count on luck anymore; it was time for him to choose his own destiny and not let it fall into the hands of another. If Azazel was going out, then he was going out in style.

"Watch This!"

As he spoke Azazel searched his mind for an attack. He had won fights before, but he wanted this one to be different. She wanted Yukiko to be impressed, no, the whole pack. He felt no urge to kill Yuki; just beat her at her own game. The whelp took things like this seriously and he wasn't going to loose to some prissy girl.

His jaws spun, open and ready to sink into her flesh in retaliation. He didn't pull away from her claws, aware that that would only cause him more damage, he instead choose to lunge his jaws forward in an attempt to grab her face, or even latch onto her tender neck. He was so intent on doing so that he almost forgot the others. If he wouldn't stop soon he would find himself six feet under very soon.