A request to serve [joining]

[Teu~]

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[atrb=background,http://i55.tinypic.com/2h81m4i.png] Sheer blue optics could be seen peaking out from the shadows, her white bodice standing tall. She had nothing to hide, so why would she attempt to do such? The female was well groomed, and her white fur shone with the brilliance of the moon. Her eyes could stun any passer, and leave them with the wow factor. What made her even more unique is her personality fit even her outward appearance. It was a clean slate, every bit as emotionless as her fur. She was not a dumb wolf, she was actually really bright, and set her sights on joining Sensuret for the alpha was a female, and seemed to suit her liking more than any other pack land. Besides, Erubus? Being sexist? The thought in it's self made her want to smack one of the kings, but she was careful to keep the emotion locked behind sheer blue optics. She stepped forward, her slim bodice moving forward with the grace of a dove. She seemed to float across the terra, her quiet confidence growing with each step she took. Her white audits were perked forward, and listening for the approach of any pack members that may come to accept her into their ranks. She didn't see why she wouldn't be accepted. She was ever the soldier, proper, and obedient. If she was told to do something she would do it, no questions asked. The white femmora came to a stop at the pack borders, and peered into the depths of the lands with clever but emotionless optics. With out warning, the female threw her petite crown back, and allowed her song to dance upon the wind. Her pretty sheer optics were closed at half mast, her body standing erect. Her song didn't last long. It was brief, and to the point. Feeling satisfied that she made herself heard, she sank back into her haunches, and waited for the alpha to come and accept her.

[Capricorn♑]

"Relax, Nocte. The wolf has been taken to the dungeon, and I promise, Sensuret isn't in danger. Please don't go out looking to kill something." Castor said swiftly, her paws trembling slightly. The iron within Nocte's body was all within the firm grasp of the earth wolf's power, as the black twun was angry, and maybe even scared. The alpha didn't think the sergeant could turn into her second form while parts of her body were immobilized. Much of a wolf's body was earth, and the Sensuret alpha knew how to use that.

"But Castor, it could be dangerous! They may be waiting right outside for us! I need to go make sure the pack is alright, you damn bitch!" Nocte growled, and a wave from Lake Aria suddenly came through a square hole in the walls of the ruins. Castor lost her elemental grip on Nocte, and the twun ran out through the entrance and exit to the ruins. Castor quickly took off in pursuit as the twun began to sniff the air. To make things worse, a howl suddenly sounded, and with that, Nocte lost it.

Her fangs extended before she turned into her second form. Castor stopped in concentration and almost awe as she transformed, attempting to gain control of the twun's body once again. Her earth element couldn't touch the twun- the power radiating from her was chaotic, almost a sort of shield, preventing Castor from taking hold. She could feel the metals inside of Nocte, but couldn't control them, even though she was a master of earth. The twun fully turned into her second form, and raced off towards the border, where the howl had come from.

Nocte may have been an ancient wolf, but she still appeared younger- and felt younger- than Castor. The cursing alpha took off after her sergeant, although the twun, especially in her second form, could easily outrun her alpha. That was when she saw a probably innocent white wolf, perhaps looking to join, who Nocte was heading for. 

"No, Nocte!" Castor howled. When the twun was about twenty yards away from the wolf, Castor stopped, and rose up a wall of stone with her paw. She made circular stone formations come from it before Nocte could tell what was going on, and the twun was trapped, unable to break through the stone. She- or he, in Nocte's second form- let out an unearthly growl and Castor was free to race over to the wolf, greeting her with a polite dip of her head, casting a nervous glance at the stone wall, and addressed the white wolf.

"I apologize, ma'am, there was just a threat made against our pack, and Nocte- that's the twun- is quite protective of us." Castor's voice was apologetic. "She's not like that much, I swear. Oh, haven't I forgotten to introduce myself! I'm Castor, alpha of the Sensuret pack. May I ask who you are?"

[BRUTIS]

Brutis knew Castor was in trouble, without a doubt. You could call it fatherly instinct, as he was the one who practically raised her. The alpha swooped in for important stuff when it came to raising Castor, but Brutis had been the one who was there to look after her day in and day out. So, whenever Castor was in trouble or sick, he knew about it before anyone had to tell him anything. It was like when someone gets the feeling their being watched, in a way. You feel it, regardless of what else is going on around you.

So, Brutis charged outside right away, just in time to hear "No, Nocte!". He ran to Castor and Alba, but not without hearing the unearthly growl of Nocte's second form.

"Oh, hello, Lady Alba," he said with a hasty courtesy bow. "Milady Castor." He bowed to her as well, less hastily. "I assume Nocte is really furious right now and needs to calm back down." He looked to the stone wall. "That won't hold her for long...we should come up with a plan while we have the time."

[Teu~]

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[atrb=background,http://i55.tinypic.com/2h81m4i.png] The female was on her paws in moments, her sheer blue gaze staring unwavering in the direction of the demonic howl that shook her to the core. Her petite crown was raised slightly as she watched two figures race for her, one that looked strange, and every bit not like a wolf. The other one was in hot pursuit, and who Alba presumed to be the alpha of the pack. The female remained utterly calm as she quite literally stared death straight in the eyes, and didn't even blink. Her breathing remained even, and her gaze ever observant. Little did they know that the white wolf was slowly collecting the water out of all the living things that surrounded her, the lilies, and blades of grass with in a ten foot perimeter of her. The blades of grass slowly began to turn from the healthy green to a dead brown, and the lilies withered away to nearly nothing but a crispy stem. There was a wall of water behind the wolf, and an endless supply of ammo to protect herself with. The alpha had howled something at the demon that was racing toward Alba with intent on spilling blood, but the plea landed on deaf ears. The water behind Alba began to rage with the need of bringing this attacker down, but Alba still remained quite stoic. Unreadable. A blank slate for all that looked upon her. Suddenly, quite out of no where a wall of earth separated her from her attacker, and the alpha female was able to race around the wall, and greet her with a proper bow. With out so much as wavering with her powers the white female dipped her own crown in greeting, but was soon distracted by the approach of yet another canine. She said nothing to Castor as her muscles tensed. She was ready to be attacked yet again, but was quite relieved when she recognized the approaching canine. She had met him a few days ago, and told him of her plans of joining the pack. He addressed her, and offered her a brisk bow before addressing the Alpha. Alba then allowed herself to give a more proper bow before raising her crown, and directing her attention toward the wall of earth. "My calling is Ipomoea Alba - but please, call me Alba. I am seeking acceptance into your pack. Brutis, it is a pleasure to meet you again. My lady Castor, it's a pleasure of meeting you for the first time. I wish I could say the same for the female trapped behind a wall of earth, but as it were, she would have gnawed my face off. Now then, the wall of water you see behind me is merely cautionary for my own protection. You can understand where my concern for my life may of come into play. I have no intent on attacking you. Now then, you mentioned something about a plan? Perhaps I may be of assistance?" She spoke, her words cold, but soft like a winters first snow. They were void of emotion, but not harsh at all. The water that was on stand by behind her gave a slight ripple, but was for the most part silent. She allowed her sheer blue gaze to travel between Brutis and Castor, and then drift idly to the creature caught behind the wall.

[Capricorn♑]

A slender head poked through the stone bars Castor had summoned to hold the creature. Nocte growled, and slipped her head back within the cage, her claws scratching at the wall. Castor cursed, her gaze turning to Alba and Brutis. The general was always a willing fighter, but Alba seemed to be an able fighter, and already a loyal wolf- she wasn't even in the pack yet. Castor was impressed by that, and knew just what she would do. 

"Alba," She began, "Consider this your test to join. Nocte is, unfortunately, going to try to kill you. I sincerely apologize, but I cannot fight on an active battlefield at this moment. I attempted to restrain Nocte, but she came up with a way to escape it. I will be on the sidelines, attempting to not get anybody killed. She's a twun in second form. Do not let her touch you, unless you want to become a frenzied, immortal, bloodsucking twun. Do not hurt or kill her- she is a packmate. Alba, I have room for a captain in my pack. If you successfully restrain and calm Nocte down, you'll be accepted as a captain, in charge of Nocte and another sergeant of my choice."

A bang could be heard against the stone, and scratching. A claw appeared through the gray, and soon after, a monstrous paw came, scaled, but with black fur between them. A tail was banged against the now growing hole, and the wall shattered, the rest of the structure crashing down, most of it turning to dust. Nocte shook the dust from her scales, her long, dragonlike tail lashing, causing a loud thunk against a tree. She glanced back in forth, head hardly with any wolfish traits.

Her ears were still triangular, but were covered in scales and fur. Her eyes were still similar, but a more intense shade of yellow. She lowered her head to Brutis, with a smirk- if one could really call it that. Nocte knew he had seen her drink blood. She knew he probably didn't forget she had suggested trying for puppies. And now he saw her in second form. And then, there was the stranger. The white wolf with a wall of water. The twun attempted to jump at her with her claws, aiming to hit her around her flank. But Nocte hadn't attacked many in second form, and she was clumsy- especially with her claws. She was more used to peaking her long neck and head over a tree or natural barrier to drink blood from a wolf.

[Teu~]

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[atrb=background,http://i55.tinypic.com/2h81m4i.png] Alba noted when the slender head had poked through the bars of the make shift cage, and a growl was summoned from the very depths of the creatures being. Castor had cursed as the female pulled her crown back within the walls of her confinement. It sounded as if she were dragging something along the walls of her prison, and it became evidently clear that the female was dragging her deadly claws down the structures walls. Alba's muscles tensed for she already knew where this was going. Castor began to speak once more, and Alba averted her attention from the creature making her escape to the alpha that stood in front of her. She spoke of this being her first test, and Alba couldn't help but tilt her slender crown to the side slightly. Already she was being put to the test, and she wasn't even in the pack. Perhaps Castor had seen something deep inside of her that she liked. Did she already trust her? Apparently so, she was trusting Alba with the restraining of her sergeant. There was no time to dwell on these matters though, for even as they sat there and spoke idly Alba could hear the sound of something clobbering away at Castor's make shift prison. Her audits twitched as she heard the rock formations beginning to give way. The female tensed, but still listened to Castor's wise words. Even as the rock formations began to tumble down around the prisoner, ultimately setting her free, Alba never took her gaze from Castor. She didn't argue with her, but simple bowed her crown. Her sheer blue optics closed as she did so, and she took a deep breath. "As you wish, my lady Castor." With that being said she averted her gaze to Nocte. She had dragon-like scales covering her body with patches of fur here and there. To be quite honest, Alba would have been intrigued by her - or him, as it were, but she was not impressed with Nocte at the moment. Her attempts to bring Alba death were not appreciated. This girl needed to go see a therapist if every attack on the pack was going to send her into a killing frenzy. A loud thump brought the white femme from her thoughts, and she came to just in time to see her long dragon-like tail whipping against the trunk of a tree. Nocte smirked at Brutis, and then turned her gaze to Alba. Their gazes locked for a few moments, and then it all happened quickly. Alba had been trained to take all details in at once so things happened almost in slow motion. Her keen eyes saw how powerful Nocte was in this form, but she also seemed to be a bit clumsy with her claws. The white wolf allowed her tense muscles to relax, and as the claw neared her she nimbly jumped away. She felt the rush of air as the claw passed her by just inches, and was immediately aware of the kind of power her opponent held. With out a moments hesitation the wolf turned toward her attacker. If by chance she ended up wounding Nocte she did have healing properties in her water she could use to heal her. That wasn't an option though, Castor had already made that very clear. Her sheer blue eyes pulsed an illuminating blue color, and as did the wall of water. A portion of the water separated its self from the bulk, and instantly dagger like icicles were formed. These were not small, but rather large in size. The tips of the daggers gleamed in the sun light for a few moments before Alba's optics flashed again, and all dozen of the daggers were thrown at the twun in a attempt to corral her. It wouldn't hold her, but if she succeeded she could use the healing power of her water to calm the twun down. occ: I know it was brutis's turn to go next, but I figured since it was a battle scene it would be alright for me to go ahead and pull something out of the bag. ^^ Hope that was okay.

[BRUTIS]

Brutis didn't miss Nocte's smirk toward him. She wanted to get under his skin even more than she already had. In all fairness, her second form was terrifying to behold, but Brutis made sure his calm expression didn't falter. He was a general, beta of the pack. He'd had to fight much scarier than this before. At least, that's what he told himself.

Unfortunately for Brutis, when he's not trying to injure or kill someone, his spells were pretty much useless. He could maybe manipulate the air currents to support projectile attacks on the twun, or steer hers away, but other than that, he had nothing.

He tried to subtly convey this message in his eyes to Castor: "Prepare something with Alba. I'll distract Nocte." He hoped the message was received as he stepped toward the twun. He was out of her immediate reach, but if she were to lunge, he'd be right there. It was according to plan, of course. Being an air wolf, he was light on his feet, and therefore most likely to dodge her attacks. And even if he couldn't do that, well, he was the most expendable at his age. He planted his feet and growled at Nocte.

"You'd better calm down, fast," he warned.

((It's completely fine. ^_^))