the tricks of a warrior(acceptance)

[tefruit]

Nyssa quietly began to weave in and out of the tree cautiously. Arnlan was new ground to her and she had not before entered, as a trained warrior she new better than to make loud noises and attract attention to her self, though even if she tried attention never seemed to wander over to her. With her head low Nyssa continued on. she was a rather calm and quiet wolf that only lived to be in battles and train others. She had recently been demoted in her old pack and had decided to leave; she could do better than a pack made of her family any way.

Nyssa was a rather small wolf for her pack only about two and a half feet tall and only weighed about eighty pounds. The timber wolf had been oddly uncommon shades of brown with tiger like markings around her back. The female had been the runt of her littler and looked very lowly upon as a pup. She had a very bleak past that she tried to keep in the past as much as possible.

The female continued into the grounds of Arnlan knowing to keep a close watch on her surroundings she had yet to know if Arnlan took strangers kindly. Her trinkets that hung amongst her neck jiggled lightly as she stepped, each one of the necklaces holding a very interesting past them selves. Nyssa’s head quickly spun around it was hard for any one to not be tense in dark land like this. The small female mumbled a small prayer to her self as she continued to the heart of the pack.

Being the runt of the litter and looked down upon by her family she was quickly thrown into the path of the packs shaman or healer. Though the old wolf that taught Nyssa taught her of many wicked things as well such as voodoo, as well as healing. She soon became known as somewhat of a witch doctor and was even more excluded from the pack. But she couldn’t help but be different she was raised this way.

Nyssa swiftly realized she was going nowhere fast in sat down. She was usually rather good with personal direction but in this new dark land where shadows ruled she had lost her self completely. She wanted nothing more than to sit but she resisted knowing it was unwise to have you back uncared for in unknown lands. The warrior glared around to the many sounds of the strange forest. “ Alphas please show your self I come seeking acceptance.” She mumbled just loudly enough for someone close to hear but not loud enough to cause a disturbance. Though this method of calling out was not sensible she saw this as her only option at the moment.

[olonai]

Olonai lurked amongst the tall hedges that grew naturally in the thick of Arnlan, weaving a maze of foliage that deterred those who truly did not wish to enter, but this she-wolf had. Copper eyes flickering from amongst the dense undergrowth, Olo watched her gingerly move across the soft earth. Her pads hardly made a sound, but everything else about the femme did. It seemed like she was shrieking ideas when her lips remained un-parted and that her heart beat like thunder in the sky, though it was barely audible at a close distance. It was the anxiety around Nyssa that had drawn Olonai to her as he now watched her gradual approach. What an interesting wolf; perhaps Sofika and Karolek would be interested.

The femme seemed to be tiring even as Olonai watched her for she had barely crossed the true threshold into Arnlan territory and was mincing about like it hurt her to move another inch. It was obvious from her small figure, that was, indeed, fatigued but Olonai was surprised at how soon she might shrivel away. Arnlan was foreboding, but since he had lived in the area his whole life, it was nothing new.

Taking advantage of her relaxing slightly, Olonai took in her distinct appearance of brown hues with many adornments. Personally, Olo never knew why one found it necessary to adorn their pelts with trinkets and the like. Sofika and Karolek didn't and the pack should do the same, but most did not believe so. Everyone found their mark in objects these days. Olonai was old in thought despite his youth.

Now, to approach the female. She had trespassed into Arnlan turf and could not be permitted to pad another paw forward. Though she approached with caution and a longing for acceptance that Olonai's ears heard, he would not allow the alphas to come. The menial task of dealing with invaders was not always suited to such superiors. He could handle this decorated wolf without much trouble, or so he believed. Shifting from his place amongst the boughs of bushes and low-hanging trees, Olonai showed himself to her, eyes glistening with there lack of focus as always due to the glossed over pupils. A low growl rumbled from deep in his throat as he grew into more than just a pair of glowing eyes.

His formidable figure, lithe with rippling muscles from the training he had forced on himself, Olonai was far greater in figure than the petite Nyssa. His charcoal and silvery foam shown darkly amidst the varying levels of shadows as he leered at her. Would she serve a purpose to Arnlan? Olonai would determine that shortly.

[tefruit]

(( sorry for the short post my brain is fryed))

Nyssa Brought her long dangling hair like fur and placed it in front of her eyes and let a deadly grinned slowly curve across her face. Nyssa always did this before a battle or an attack, no one in her old pack seemed to know why ,she wasn’t even sure if she knew , but what she did know was it what got her into the fighting mood. She knew she was being watched she could tell by the way the earth moved behind her and how every thing had become so still. Though she was ready she always seemed to be she stood quietly waiting for her target. Though her heart beat fast she was ready she was unsure if this being was one to greet her or one to attack , being a highly trained warrior she took no chances.

The sounds and ideas of this new being had been what paused the timber not the lack of energy. She knew better then to keep walking her back turned so she had halting in this mall clearing.
The warrior, still starring into the vast forest whispered a small chant of voodoo to one of her many trinkets. Being as religious as she was she was not about to forget to pray. The gods could have easily punished her for it if she had not.

Nyssa turned to her left to hear the light growl and quickly threw her own fierce growl into the mix she locked eyes with the wolf and realized he was male. She frown knowing this could cause so complications but knew she wanted to get into this pack with her life that she from time to time cherished. " Do you come to accept me or to accompany me in battle." Nyssa growled easing closer to the male. She barely knew this gender at all except for the fact they were strong fighters and would pounce randomly. The female positioned her self ready for attack knowing she was attack now her stance would protect her if he jumped he would simply land on her lower back where he could do little damage. Nyssa's yellow eyes glared towards the male ears flat against her furry heard and her hair still heavily covering her face.

[olonai]

Olonai who had merely growled as a warning, now firmly bristled. This enchantress was threatening him on his pack's territory and this would not be permitted. Lips curling back menacingly to unfold sharpened razors for fangs, Olonai intensified his growl as it grew into a roaring snarl at such taunting and malicious behavior. If Nyssa thought being testy would help her into the pack, she was wrong.

Fur bristling and tail raised in dominance and warning, Olonai bore down on Nyssa with ears pinned flat to his neck. Although Olo was submissive to those in the pack, this outsider had no right to waltz into the darkness of the forest without so much as courtesy to the ground she strode forth on and growl at him. Females had no manners.

Copper eyes narrowing to flinty shards of colour, Olonai shoved his muzzle inches away from Nyssa's own snout without any concern of her snapping. If she really intended to fight, he would give her one although, for now, warning snarls and growls were all that he believed necessary to keep her in check.

"Femme, I choose neither to accept you nor to come alongside you in combat. Though you do provoke me." Olonai growled fiercely through gritted jaws. Though his temperament was relatively at ease, this female had caught him off guard. He had no intention of coming against her at first, but now there was little holding him back. Nyssa's curious attire and odd ways were setting Olonai off in a direction he did not typically take on encountering another. "However, if you do continue with such a face, I shall not hold back." Olonai said, eyes flashing.

He withheld his teeth from her neck which was so close in it ochre hue. Yes, she was easy prey being of lower stature to himself, but Olonai would not strike first. Even if his vocals and other precious veins were close to Nyssa’s trap, he relied on his thick neck fur to protect him if a battle was to ensue. The tension tormented him, but defense and pride had been ignited and he was not about to turn down against Nyssa now. He was ready for her if she came.

Nyssa would decide to-be events.

OOC| Blah. Sorry it took so long and sorry that my post is crap.

[Echo]

(( Sorry for the wait, shortness, and quickness it was done in))

Nyssa's eyes wandered to Olonai's tail noticing how it had stuck strait out and had become stiff. She realized she had unwisely just picked a fight that she had not wanted or counted on taking. She was simply being precautious nut that had seemed to get her into trouble.

She could tell this was the full-blown attitude of a male something she had not yet learned. She knew they were quick to snap on mistake and such but with such force. The female put her eyes to the ground and dropped into a low bow hoping to revive her chances of making the pack. What odd creatures these males were they were very short tempered and didn’t seem to have much room for mistake some what like her father the only male she had truly known, were they all like that?

Nyssa quickly brought her head up at the notice of his muzzle so close. All of her instincts as a fighter told her to turn away or perhaps go to the throat but she denied. She listened softly as short growls escaped the male’s mouth. " I'm quiet sorry." Nyssa bowed almost breathless she was some what nervous of her chances of getting out of here alive, she had not listened to all the things her body was telling her to do which she new the gods would make her pay for. She glanced up quickly staring at the males soft fleshy skin on his neck she knew if she went up and bite quickly it would be fatal and allow her to escape. but she held back without a pack she would die anyway why not die trying.

" I am aging sorry I brought you to such an angry state. I was just trying to be cautious which has now seemed to cause me trouble, I will try to stay in line and follow any duties you wish to assign of me sir." She finished looking straight into his eyes all commanding officers and other high ranks seemed to like knowing they were listened to at least she had liked to when she brought her troops into battle perhaps males and females had a few similarities. Though she had put a halt to her snarl awhile back she quickly made her face as strait and blank as she possibly could, now even one slight mistake could cause her life. She looked to the male who like her a few moments ago was down and ready for an attack she was at ease has she had been ordered to and quickly stated. " I do not wish to attack nor did I when you appeared, if you wish to strike hats another matter but I am at ease." She tried her hardest to look at ease truth was she had begun shaking from the chance of her losing her life. The female swiftly nibbled at he paw as if to tell her body to stop trembling, and as to the surprise of herself it reluctantly stopped. She glanced toward the male she must have looked rather foolish she quickly added. " I am Nyssa, am I in any position to ask your own?" She ask, she was to startled at the males action and her odd obedience toward them to ask the question she'd wanted to ask for some time....May I join.

[olonai]

The female recoiled and Olonai was surprised to find a mildly victorious feeling bubbling in his belly as the femme relinquished her stance against him and grew docile before Olonai. He could tell that she was not incapable of fighting, but was relieved it had not come to blood so soon in his career in Arnlan. Though he took pride in his duty to the pack, killing a curiously marked female wasn't his idea of blood worth shedding. It satisfied him also that she had dropped her gaze more so than her form. Eyes that would stare were those who sought more than service, but control and dominance. Olonai would not be dominated by Nyssa.

Her mild apology pleased him. Although he looked at her with utter disdain flecked in his metallic optics, Olonai mustered the kindness which he typically felt towards other beings whom he usually scared rather than fought. However, regardless of her apology, his hackles remained raised and glinting silver and pewter hues whilst his tail stuck out behind him. He was still tense despite Nyssa's relaxation of posture. Olonai was not easily put at ease and took any task seriously including meeting others.

Olonai found it slightly curious that she should apologize for causing him anger. He had to acknowledge that wrath was not a particularly familiar feeling amongst his array of emotions as he strayed more towards sorrow, suffering and other softer sounding feelings. But Olonai felt that Nyssa needed to do more than simply apologize. She might be formal and curt, yet Olonai did not forgive and forget as easily as he forgot most daily occurrences. When his path was crossed, the mark would remain deep and blackened in the hardened earth of his mind forever. In the land of wrong-doings, all actions were snagged in steal traps.

Nyssa's eyes had wanders like two unwelcome vagrants back to meet Olonai's and his fur began to instinctively bristle. Despite posture, tones of voice and expression, eyes said a great deal and the defiance to actually gaze into a superiors was almost intolerable for Olonai. This wasn't a staring contest to seek out fear that might lurk in the femme's soul. Olonai wanted to overpower her and lead her in submission to the pack if she dare ask to be admitted again. In the brutality of it all, Olonai wanted to crush her before reviving her as a new being in the pack. Olo did not stop at cold.

The words escaping Nyssa's lips were not appeasing to Olonai's irritation. His ears flickered back and forth across his nape in indecision of whether it would be wise to nip or remain hostile at a distance. Her reassurance did little good and, to Olonai, only revealed a weakness rather than sheer servitude which Nyssa would need. She was coming into Arnlan as little more than a wanderer who would die without the life support of the pack. Why should he care?

"It does not matter what your intentions were. Your actions spoke louder than a thousand apologies for what is done is done." He said firmly, beginning a slight circle about her as he took in her peculiar garb and colour. "I would not put you to a task because you are not of here and have not shown any right to be here. So, " Olonai paused before he barked the last part of his question in her ear, "Why have you come here!?" He exhaled sharply after the commanding bark and stared fiercely at Nyssa's side where he now stood. If she retaliated, Olonai was ready but hoped that there would be more to her than that. After all, with so many charms, she must be a scattered being with either a lost person amongst the adornments or a multi-faceted being of many purposes and ways. Olonai hoped for the latter.

[Echo]

Ooc. I’m so sorry for the lateness and the shortness I’ve been so busy.

Nyssa no longer had any grip of an idea of what to do. The female swiftly dropped on her back completely surrendering herself. At this moment it seemed like the only wise way not to be killed. As much as this hurt her pride she knew she would have to start all over aging with her respect. To ever earn respect you must be respected. She quickly dropped her gaze in fact she slowly shut her eyes, wishing she had never tried to come to Arnaln. She leisurely opened her broad gaze and removed a large chunk of hair from her face. “ I was not aware I was displeasing you , please I wish nothing than to join your mighty pack.” She couldn’t help but feel helpless and a bit silly. Laying on the floor with not a clue in the world.

Nyssa glanced towards Olonai to see if he had changed stance or emotion. The wolf still stood with his tail out and teeth ready, still I a fighting position. . The female quickly looked away and put her head back on the cold hard earth. Dear god…. She thought to herself. If he doesn’t like this or accept this could be my last few breaths, the warrior shuttered. no wonder her father never allowed her to be around males they were a deadly predator waiting to pounce. The female took several long breaths knowing to savor her possible last breaths. “ What must I do to show you I am sorry?” She muttered still looking away from the strong males whom she did not even know his name. “ May I also please name of you, You are a higher rank than I and I can not respect a rank of your properly without your name.” The female let a lie she knew very well she could respect him without a name ,but she knew her soul would never rest if it did not know the name of her possible killer.

[smartie]

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