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Forest-Wolf smiled and nodded to her.
"Yeah, i'm definately ready."
He leaned down to pick his wood back up.
"Let's go," He said.

Bright-Howl started walking forward and looks back at Forest-Wolf.
"Do you think whoever is following us is a friend?"
She spoke gently.

"I hope so," He spoke in a concerned voice. "I sure don't want another fight against a hunter."

"Me niether."
She winced as she moved her shoulder a bit.
"I have a feeling it is friendly."
She could see the ruins up ahead.
"Looks like we're about there."

Forest-Wolf smiled and looked to the ruins which were ahead.
"The ruins are quite amazing. It almost looks like they were once a town. When you enter them, they make you feel welcome."

"It really is a comforting place. I think my father's spirit will feel welcomed here as his body is givin to the fire spirits."

*She smiled lightly. Her words were gentle, but it was clear that she missed her father.*

Forest-Wolf could easily tell that she missed her father. Something filled his body with sadness.
"Bright-Howl...I'm really sorry. He was a great leader," He said in a sad tone.

((know what i'm sick of waiting for you guys to turn me so forget my old character i'm going to put in a new one in))

Anubis a powerful black furred male looks for Dark-moon. Darkmoon raised Anubis and taught him how to be a man and how to be a strong and powerfull worrier. he looked for him for a simple visit, to see his teacher and father figure again. Anubis didn't have a pack of his own he used to but was sluaghtered because of human knights claiming to do the work of their god. but didn't carry a grudge against all of the humans.

he made his way to the ruiens, and came upon two fellow werewolves.

*wolf speech*
do you know a old worrier that goes by the name of dark-moon? he raised me like his own and i would like to see him.

Forest-Wolf moved in front of Bright-Howl in a defensive manner.
"What business is it of yours?" He asked the foreign garou.

Bright-Howl looked at the new wolf with suspecion waiting for him to explain himself. Her eyes flash dark for a moment before returning to her normal warm honey color.

*wolf speech*
I apollogize for not howling before entering, i wasn't aware that i entered your pack's territory, i'm just looking for an old friend.

Anbis said deffencively, as he readied for a possible attack

Finally - after a seemingly endless time - Night-Song reached the younglings and with a last, powerful leap she stood in front of the foreigner. Again she let out the dark threatening snarl that sent down shivers of horror down the spines of all able to hear and feel it.

Right now, in this moment, she seemed to be even bigger than she already was. The thick hair on her neck stood upright and her eyes were of the deep color of flaming coals. There was an aura of ferocity and power around her that commanded submission from all and made them all feel that it would be a very big mistake to attack her.

This was no longer a normal garou - this was the personificated rage of Great Fenrir - her folk's father.

*wolf-speech*
How can you dare to enter this territory without asking for permission!

she thundered with a deep, growling voice

*wolf-speech*
I should rip out your heart and give it to the flames for that blasphemy of the Litany's words! You have a nose, not using it is no excuse!

*Wolf speech*
there weren't any sent markers from where i entered!! i was not aware!!!
he growled back

he was getting ready for an attack from night-song he doesn't want a fight but will deffend himself if nessasary

Seeing the foreigner preparing to fight against her, all muscles in her body tensed immediately, ready to encounter him should he dare to be foolish enough to attack her.

With anoter quick look she saw that he was strong - maybe even equal to her, but this had never been a reason for her to step backwards from a fight. She had fought the wyrm so many times in her life that nothing could frighten her anymore. She had fought alone against foes that were two times stronger than this foreigner and she had seen into the eyes of death more than one time. She knew that after her death she would come to bold Fenrir and would reside beside him till the day of Ragnarok would be there, the time of the last glorious battle.

*wolf-speech*
You are a stupid fool! You dare to affront me?! ME!? Night-Song Tale-Spinner?!

Not being aware of your surrounding and then you dare to be even saucy enough to affront the garous residing here! Show respect! Bow before me! Otherwise you will regret it! This is your last chance!

*as the wolves square of to fight, the wind picks up... A strong wind, that forms into a heavy gale, knocking into each of those present, pushing them towards the ruins*

*the only ones not pushed by the winds are Bright-Howl and Night-song*

*wolfspeech*
i don't wish for a fight, but i will defend my self. i only came to look for an old friend. you are the one who pushing the spirit of ageression upon us both. i came here in peace, i don't wish to harm you.

he bowed down as a sign for resect, normaly Anubis is too proud to bow to any one, but he was no fool he knew that it was a mistake entering a pack's terrortory even if ingonrant to entery. it's their home and he had no right to challange one's rank when one is not apart of the pack.

Anubis is a extermely powerful worrier, he is well known in the west and only the increadably brave and the increadably foolish challange him. he never lost a fight. Anubis is a very rare breed he carries the power of the underworld with him he can call the spirits of his ansesters for sterength and knowllage. and even send one's soul to the spirit world if the soul is weak or laced with the dark stain of evil and hate.

Some say that Anubis is the egyption god himself reincarnated into a body of a werewolf

Forest-Wolf was pushed towards the ruins by some sort of wind. He hit the dirt and regained his balance. Looking to the foreign wolf, he began to speak.
*Wolf speech*
"You should leave this territory. I will tell you nothing about Dark-Moon."

Nishah wrote:*as the wolves square of to fight, the wind picks up... A strong wind, that forms into a heavy gale, knocking into each of those present, pushing them towards the ruins*

*the only ones not pushed by the winds are Bright-Howl and Night-song*

*wolfspeech* "I'm going, I'm going," Metal-Wolf barked at the wind. "Bloody impatient gust..." he muttered as an afterthought. The armored wolf passed by the others, taking little head of the quarrel brewing. The wind wanted them at the ruins. He intended on finding out what was going on.

Metal-Wolf made his way deep into the ruins, taking his war-form as the speed of wolf form wasn't going to be very useful right now.

As the wind came Bright-Howl put a hand in the air and swirled it around the blue spirit wind seemed to appear again as if it befriended her then it went away. Her ebony hair blew in the wind. She could sense a presence.
"Father?"
She spoke softly.



(Good to hear from you in the role play again Nishah. )

Miguel wrote:Forest-Wolf was pushed towards the ruins by some sort of wind. He hit the dirt and regained his balance. Looking to the foreign wolf, he began to speak.
*Wolf speech*
"You should leave this territory. I will tell you nothing about Dark-Moon."

*wolf speech*
Dark-moon was my teacher he taught me how to be a worrier and a man. i only wish to see him.

Anubis frozed for a moment he senced a very farmiliar presence then realised who it is he felt a ping of fear.

*wolf speech*
please tell me what became of him, where is he, am 'i too late?

Forest-Wolf knew that he was responding the wrong way.
"He died not too long ago. We are going to have a ceremony in a little while. He was our leader," Forest-Wolf said in a weak voice.

Anubis felt his world cumbled around him. he was too late his father and teacher was gone. Anubis fought to keep his composure but it was futile tears were streaming out of his eyes.

*wolf speech*
how did he die, and may i see the ceramony he was like a father to me.

Forest-Wolf looked up to the new wolf.
"You must ask Bright-Howl and Night-Song. I knew him only as a leader."

Bright-Howl's dimenier seemed change as she saw Anubis learn of Dark-Moon's death. She took a step towards the large black wolf and placed a hand on his shoulder.
"He was my father."
Her voice was gentle and kind. The words were simple yet held a deeper meaning.