The Lone Alpha

[Kiba]

The brown-hued wolf looked beyond the horizons as he kept his eyes fixed on the land below. He cleared his throat and gave a deep sigh. The oldtimer had so much on his mind right now. It had been so long since he had seen so far of his land beyond the limits. He had not seen life beyond his pack for reasons he called his own. He had done what was safe and best for his pack, he wasn't going to lose anyone as he had done so before when he was much much younger. But nowadays it seemed his pack was going thinner each day. What was happening to the old times? Why couldn't humans go back to inventing useful things like lamps and lights and food and among other things. Cars...leather, chopping down trees.

But why experiments? Oh the horror.

He grit his fangs together and growled a warning to himself. No time Kiba, no time. He scolded himself and turned away. No hounds were ever welcomed in his pack, they brought bad luck to his family. He would simply send them down to the lower regions, to Jiggsaw the arrogant hound of P4. He curled his lips into a snarl and growled ever so loudly.

Jiggsaw you fool.

He mocked the hound and pushed himself onwards. As he walked, his body moved in an odd direction. Favoring one of his legs from so long ago. A wound that never will heal, he walks with a limp. But he makes sure his enemies do not try to take this upon as a weakness. Because his leg was never a weakness when the bullet hit and never will be.

"Morning you ol' sun."

He began to speak.

"It's been awhile since I've seen you rise. Here you rise each day.."

He paused, taking a breath as he halts and looks to the sun.

"Will you continue to show me that another day will come?"

[busiris]

Busiris yawned as he stretched, still in a laying position. The sun beating down on the right side of his body, warming up his fur and drying it. Full on fish, it could be said that the Timber was a picture of contentment. It would make almost anyone ashamed if they were to disturb the wolf.

It was nice here in Nakur, Busiris liked.

Of course it was nothing like his old pack. First of all there were only to member, the leader and himself. However he couldn't complain much, at least he had a home.

In mid-thought Busiris heard Kiba's voice. Out of curiosity the duel-colored male stood and walked closer to his leader.

"Talking to yourself eh." He said with a soft chuckle. This was the first time he talked to the leader since he joined.

[Sadae]

(Will post soon.)

[Eva]

(As will I -is Kiba-)

[Kiba]

He closed his eyes and felt more closer with the wind as it swayed against his fur. A warm smile caressed his maw as he slowly opened his eyes again. His attention back on the rising sun. Oh how lovely it was to shine each and everyday. Atleast today he knew another day had come, now the new mystery was this: Will another day come again? He shook his head and turned his attention to a scent. Slowly he began to analyze it very carefully. Who was this stranger? It had been awhile since he had actually seen others around here, most normally wolves. Yes, his pack was small if not, none at all. He had noticed he had been the only one here. Maybe it was because Nakur was so damn far from the natural habitats of others. But that is the way he had liked it, so far away from human harm. So no longer a wolf would fall victim to a human's misdeed. Sadly, though, not all wolves were lucky enough to stumble upon Nakur's great haven.

But who was this wolf he smelled? Ah! Could it be the new recruit he had seen not to long ago? Yes it was! Oh what was his name again? Busiris? Yes that was his name.

Talking to yourself eh.

His ears pricked up to the other's voice and chuckled slightly. His eyes taking in the wolf before him and he gave a light nod of acknowledgement. He didn't really know that others were about. In fact he really thought he was alone today. Happily he was not! Thank the heavens another has lived for another day. He grinned widely and turned his attention to the skies. His steelblue eyes studying the heavens as if waiting for something to pop out and save the day. He shook his head and looked back to Busiris. Heaving his shoulders into a shrug. He didn't really realize the wolf had listened so closely, again he thought he was alone. No matter, though, there was nothing wrong with talking to yourself. Atleast you knew you were alive.

"Yes, indeed I am. I was just admiring the sun's rising and acknowledging the fact that a new day has come to greet us. So I thought I should thank the sun for allowing me this precious moment."

He paused.

"What about you my dear friend? What brings you out so early in the morn'?"

[Sadae]

The female had just happened upon the area, multi-colored fur waving a bit in the breeze. She gave a yawn, revealing strong white fangs. She looked around, still a bit tired, her green eyes just starting to awaken. She looked over the horizon, watching the sun begin it's race across the sky. It was a beautiful sight really, orange mixing with reds, yellows, and purples.

She inhaled heavily, taking in the crisp morning air. It really was a lovely morning, but just as he brain was awake, she caught two scents on the wind. She took in as much of the scents as possible to find that there were two males of her species not too far away. She twitched her ears, then decided to check it out. She started walking toward the two males, her tail swishing slowly behind her.

When she was within their view and they in her's, she stopped and sniffed a little more to watch from a distance. She didn't want to get too close, for fear of attack. She was a stranger to them afterall.