Midnight stroll (Rouch here)

[Larxene]

The sun had long since past and laid to rest. Oranges and pinks, which had once littered the heavens with their obnoxious glory, faded away into nothingness and left the world in the dark. The sky became a curtain of navy and obsidian, reminding one of a nasty looking bruise. Oozing out from the sky like puss were the stars who would wink and sparkle like the sinful and flirtatious whores of modern day times. No beast knew of this, of course, for whores were not a part of their world. Rising slowly and towering about all was the moon, her ascent slowly revealing her to be plump and full. The white sphere glowed serenely above the wicked world, bathing the rugged mountains and woodlands in her silver light. As the creatures of the night awoke from their dens and humble abodes, she already stalked the lands, hushing the already quiet woods with her mere prescence.

Black tipped ears swiveled toward the closest and nearest sounds around her, alerting her of any dangers or of foolish brash beasts who needed to be taught a lesson. Her bright blue eyes pierced through the obsidian night like a knife would with butter, gazing around in search for a means of a suitable meeting place. Her blonde fur stuck out like a sore thumb in the forest, but it did not matter, for the darkness shrouded her from anyone's view. Obsidian toed paws carried her quietly through the already silent wood, the only sounds screaming of her prescence being the three kunai strapped around her neck on a jet black cord. The apathetic princess continued on her quest, her cold eyes forever on the look out for what she sought for. Her head twisted and turned as she heard the snaps of twigs, and this is when she paused, to listen and wait. Nothing was revealed to her, and so she assumed that they were small and pesky creatures. She moved on.

Aha! There ahead was a clearing in the thicket. She looked around, sniffing and seeking for signs that showed someone else was here, but there were none. All of the scents were old and they said that the creatures who had once resided there had long since past. Good. She lifted her head suddenly, causing the kunai to jingle and clank merrily. There had been a noise. It was the sound of another creature. Her eyes sought out for the prescence, and when she growled, it turned out to be nothing more than a doe and her fawn. The deer bleated with fright, their eyes wide to show the whites and rolling in their sockets as they made a mad dash for the safety of the wood. She shook her head. Idiotic beasts, the deer. Looking around the clearing, she took note that no grass grew here, and so it revealed the hard dry earth that had been hidden by moss and other small plants. There was a large boulder to the left, which was rather flat near the top. This is where she would wait.

She moved toward the huge hunk of stone, her long and slender legs carrying her gracefully as she lept upon it. Her claws dug into the rock as she braced herself, and once adjusted, she laid down. It was still warm from the sun which could only make the she-wolf sigh in appreciation. The night was not cold, per se, but it was rather cool. She did not dislike the nippy air, but she preferred the heat and warmth of the sun and summer time. It was just her way. She would never admit this to anyone, for it was not her way to show her true emotions. The wolf flicked her ears as unfamiliar footsteps greeted her. All signs of her appreciation for the warmth the rock provided were swept away as a feeling of utter loathing reached her system. She turned her head and peered into the shadows. Who came to visit?

[Rouch]

Beta had grown much relief as soon as the moon graced the sky - recruitment was over at least for the time being. As soon as the sun sprung up, he'd be back at his post scouting out those who would be grand additions to the Ayrian. How he hated that job. Sure, it was fantastic to decide who stayed and who got booted to join when they grew up - but it was annoying all the same. Most of the time they had a mouth on them, and weren't afraid to use it. This made for a very difficult time when trying to see strengths when all one could see was an annoying mouth that just wouldn't shut itself. Deep breath was taken before it released itself into the cool night air, now was his down time. The time to reflect over the day, see if he had missed on anything that could be fixed the next day. Ticking it off in his mind, Rouch could find nothing that he had horribly messed up. That was always a good thing.

At once the scent of a stranger crept into his nostrils, oh lovely! Allowing a small sigh to escape into the night air, Beta Male trudged off to find this newcomer. Perhaps she wished to join? Doubtful. Those who wished to bond themselves to the lands of Ayria would not just lounge about waiting for someone to come to them. And yet, that is just what this canine did. Rouch could only hope that the wolf he was going to meet was not brash. He'd had his fill of brash creatures of the day, and didn't need another one during his down time. Snort escaped his nares at the thought, and it was responded by another 'You're Beta of Ayria. Why the hell would you get downtime?' If evolution had allowed a shrug, one would be placed here. Since it was not he simply greeted the thought with another snort, and continued on wards to find mysterious creature.

Coming upon an clearing, he shoved himself into the woods and onto less open grounds. This would hide him from sight (along with the cover of darkness), though at the moment he could cover no other of the senses. A clear view of the trespasser was given, a female atop a boulder. Her scent was un-familiar which meant he'd have to figure out what she was here for, though in his mind he already had quite the idea. Thoughts drifted to Lord Alpha for really no reason at all - he was probably still busy with Breakbone. Their discussions often went long into the night and sometimes up until dawn the next day. Cronic was chatting it up with allies - while he was stuck dealing with trespassers. The life of a Beta. Deciding that waiting around was rather stupid he walked forward with the slow and easy walk of one who hasn't a care in the world. He still showed his ranking of course, puffing chest out and holding tail up high.

It seemed simply walking grabbed the female's attention which meant he wouldn't have to fight for it - thank the lord for small blessings. He continued to walk until he was mere feet away from the boulder were damsel had placed herself, "What business do you have here?" His tone was business-like, but the way he spoke was as if he had simply commented on the weather. Rump dropped itself into the dirt, though his dominant appearance did not suffer. He was going to figure out why she had come, and he was going to figure it as soon as possible. Inspecting the female he noted the air of a spoiled child around her, and fought to keep invisible brow from drifting skyward. Well - isn't this going to be fun