Keya's Story

Keya carefully made her way on the familiar path before her, weaving in and out of the trees, ducking various branches, avoiding stepping on the delicate flowers, she knew every step. It was almost like a memorised dance to her now flowing through her paws guiding her through the woods. She loved this route, why? Because no one dare come this far to the border, meaning no one to disturb her. Sometimes the pack just got too much and she needed to clear her head.

Keya hit the familiar turning leading along the north border to her favourite part of the woods. The trees were less dense here providing her with a clear running track, the midday sun shone through the leafy canopy warming her back the light dancing on her emerald streaks . She paused, bristled her tail and and took her crouched running stance. She took a deep breath in preparation to release her energy.

Suddenly her ears pricked up. Someone was here. They were close, just beyond the right bank of trees, but that would mean someone was on the border. A lost pup who's strayed too far maybe? She silently made her way to the cover of the trees. One of the enemy? Another pack? Keyas heart started to beat rapidly, she crouched forward using a nearby fallen trunk to hide herself. From there she could see it was no enemy, this wolf bore the mark of an Aven. What were they doing? No one left the border, ever. As far as Keya knew she was the only one who came this far to the border. Someone obviously beat her. Where were they going? Intrigued Keya was torn, go tell the alpha about a stray member, or follow the lone wolf out into the world?

The young male looked about his surrounding, pausing momentarily to figure out where exactly he was going. Namu was unsure of what territories lie in any direction, though he knew some where violent and others were not. He certainly did not want to run into any pack that was unfriendly. Though, he also did just want to sit around his own pack, doing nothing all to interesting with his days. With a soft sigh he gained up all his courage and moved on. What direction to go, he didn't even know; yet, with a quick decision he went towards the left. Some reason in his head told him to go off in that direction, perhaps it seemed the most interesting? He wouldn't know till he kept going.

Unknowing to him, there was someone watching from behind. How he could no sense their presence was interesting, but had not matter. He just went upon his way, leaving his trail of flowers and plants along his path.

Kryn

Magma blasted at Kryn from both sides as the Tenneth snapped at him with teeth that blazed with blue flame. Krynn ducked under the lava and brought his spiked armor in an upwards trust into the Teneth's side. The fire-wolf yelped in pain and skittered backwards. Two other Canicus' took their chance to spring up from the lava on either side and into Krynn's armor. Their lava flaked fur burning into the steel plate some. Kryn took one around the neck with his metal capped teeth and bit down, hard.

He shook his head and the wolf's neck snapped. Then he tossed the limp body back into the lava. He growled turning to face the aggressors who'd all congregated to one side of the pathway. He charged at them just as the Tenneth let loose a gout of flame. Kryn took the blast square on and felt his fur starting to burn away, the metal that coated it turned red hot as the skin beneath began to cook.

He jabbed his armor spikes directly into a Canicus who yelped and then fell limp. Kryn then used his full strength and weight to hurl the dead wolf into the Tenneth who then toppled over into the lava. The Tenneth, unable to stay afloat in the melted rock, sank to the bottom. Kryn's eyes flashed as he turned again towards the two lava wolves. One of them stepped forward and tried to swipe at the knight. Kyrn grabbed the wolf's leg in his teeth and the wolf yanked it out, tearing several gashes into it in the process.

Both of the Canicus were shaking in fear. "Please, please don't kill us!" The wounded one said, his blood dripping and hissing on the stone floor.

"Do you surrender?" Kryn said, not changing his stance.

The wolves didn't respond. They just ran away, the wounded one limping and staggering as fast as he could.

Kryn blinked twice and watched them leave. He sighed and shook the molten metal off of his fur. "Very well then."

The brave knight then turned back towards the sweet smell of Adamantine.


Nespral

As the Spirit Wolf approached the border of the forested area he was in, he came much closer to the spirit font he was looking for. Near it was one wolf with light green fur and further behind him, another with white fur seemed to follow. They both looked as if they were travelling straight towards the Spirit Font, but it was odd. There was no way that they could know it was there, right? It was invisible to them, or it should be, just like he should be. Nespral became curious and trotted to catch up along side the green one. He looked to see what the wolf was doing and what he was looking for.


Widget

Widget called out for one of her assistants. "You heard the wolf. Go and help them build some weapons." She watched the assistant turn to leave. "Oh and hey. If I hear that any of my creations didn't work perfectly, I'll know who to blame. I'll invent something special just for you." The assistant just turned away and hurried out the door with the other Boraks.

Then the young wolf watched the two generals argue with muffled excitement. She hoped that they would fight, that would surely be a show to see! But, instead, they just yelled some more and then the male general, Bane, left in a huff. Widget sighed. "Oh well."

Then she realized that the female was talking to her. "Oh? What? A business opportunity?" She looked longingly back towards her lab, she had so many ideas, so many thing to build. Her list just kept growing. "Sure, whatcha got?"