Willing to be accepted?

[| Amaya |]

Tal looked around as he stepped on claimed ground. He sniffed the ground as he caught the scent of a male. He gave a grin and his dark brown eyes twinkled with mischief. His tail lightly swayed behind him as he continued to walk around. He stopped for a moment as he wondered if anyone was even around. 'I wonder where everyone went?' His claws dug into the ground as he now started to slink around. He wasn't sure if anyone was there but he wanted to make sure he would find someone.

[Strider]

Strider raised his head, eyes aleart and ready. His nose caught the smell of a loner. His feet took him silently accros the ground. He stoped, eyes open. 'Yep!' the thought, staying low in the shadows. 'A loner. THAT's for sure!' He sprang out, right in front of the loner, muzzle pulled back into a snarle. "What do you want here?" he growled, lowering his head to the ground, showing that he was ready to fight. A rumble came from his stomach and throat, showing how dangerous he was.

[| Amaya |]

He quickly stood straight at the brute's words. He have a scowl as he listened to his words and how he said them. "I wanted to join a gang I thought was around here but with vicious members such as yourself I'm not sure anymore." He didn't growl in return but had a blank look telling he didn't care for the brute's show. He gave a sigh and rolled his eyes before speaking with as little harshness in his voice as he could. "Unless, you wish to attack me like I'm sure you are or I can leave and come back later to meet the leader." He already knew he wasn't going to go without any enemies but he didn't care. 'If he thinks I'm going to cower like others then he is greatly wrong.'

[.::Tyrant::.]

ooc: Sorry, I just have to say this!!! STRIDER I LOVE YOUR AVATAR! It's sooooooo cool!

[Valentina]

The voluptuous wolf dog padded silently through the brush. Her brilliant blue eyes were everywhere but took in nothing, as her mind was elsewhere; perhaps back in the Hollow or still engulfed in smoke, flames leaping above her head and the black door that wouldn't budge---the pain flared up in her shoulder where the splintery shard of wood had been lodged, and the scarlet femme stopped, a low yelp escaping her lips before she could help herself.

She shifted her weight off that particular creamy limb and blinked sullenly at the concealed wound. Just then a loud shuffle of movement caught her attention and she looked up, still hidden in the foliage. Her ears pricked forward and her icy eyes were alert and keen once again. A sly smile graced her black lips.

She emerged from the brush in a smooth gate, something close to a flouncy trot. She allowed her thick tail to arch over her red haunches, and her head was held high as she stretched one slender leg before the other across the grass, observing the offensive, snarling Strider, and how cool Tal was trying to remain, although she had no idea who either of them were. She laughed out loud, thinking of how the scene played out before her was almost exactly like herself meeting Reverie for the first time; and suddenly she wondered if these two would become as good of friends.

"Boys, boys!" she said, stopping between them. She was still smiling coyly, and she did a small circle between the brujos, sweeping her feathery tail under both of their muzzles as she progressed. "No need for the temper," she said to Strider with a tone of mock-scolding, standing between them. She batted at his shoulder as she said this. She turned to Tal and smiled innocently, not allowing him to see that her piercing blue eyes were sizing him up. "Try to play nice...I'm sure Lord Tyrant will be along soon."

She cocked her head to the side and truly hoped that Tyrant would...she'd never say it but she'd seen too much for her own liking in the past couple days and didn't know if, or for how long, she could prevent a fight.

[| Amaya |]

He looked over at the femme as she almost appeared out of nowhere. He gave soft smile toward her but didn't give the same expression to the snarling brute. "I shall play 'nice' but I can't say the same for him." His tone was cool and didn't show any intention on getting into a fight. He would wait for this Lord Tyrant as the femme said. His gaze grew a bit mischievous as he looked back over to the femme. "I think it would be better if we knew each other's names,"he gave a short pause,"I am known as Tal and who might you two be?" He truly didn't care for the brutes but he might as well be a bit nice.

[Valentina]

She caught Tal's mischievous look toward her and she was done sizing him up; she presumed him to around three, maybe a bit younger than herself. He was a breed she didn't recognize, but there was a clever look to his eyes. His young age didn't make her doubt him more or less, for the scarlet hybrid, at only three, found that she could outsmart quite a few older than herself as well.

Her sharp, crystal eyes flashed an equally mischievous look back toward the male and the slightest smug smile tugged at her lips, giving the femme a mysterious look that made you question her intentions, and the feel she could see right through you.

"I am Valentina Delicia," she said with a humorous tone of majesty. She offered them both the dramatic sweeping bow she'd given Tyrant and Reverie. "Pleased to meet you, Sir Tal," she cocked her head to the side, velveteen ears pricked, and grinned, but that sly look remained in her eyes. Indeed, she was feeling like herself again. She turned to the german shepard, taking a step back so she wasn't directly between them anymore, and shoved him playfully with one creamy mitt. "And how bout you, huh?" she said, imitating a tone of sadness though she was still smiling. "Too good for names?" She winked at him to show she was only playing around.

"Yeah, Lord Tyrant should be around here some--" just then she heard the faintest hint of his booming voice, and could smell another dog's(and a hostile one at that) scent on the air. Instantly the fur on the back of her neck prickled for some reason she couldn't quite put a paw on, and her mind flashed back to the sleeping Reverie. She looked on with an alarmed gaze beyond both the brujos, then returned her attention to them, smiling apologetically. "Sorry boys...it seems Tyrant's got other manners at hand, right now." she cocked her head in that direction, and her tail whipped back and forth hurriedly, though her posture never changed. She was not an easily readable, emotional dog...or a wolf, for that matter.

She dipped her maw in a quick bow and began to pad off, flashing them both an ivory smile in turn. "Guess you'll have to wait," she said, walking and looking back at them at the same time. "I gotta check this out."

[Strider]

OOC: Sorry I've been inactive. I've been busy latly! Oh, and thankies! I LOVE it to! ;D

IC: Strider snorted. 'Suck up,' he thought, but for most, that was 'bout as kind as his thoughts got. "I'm Strider. It's about as much of a pleasure as I've had in years, since I was a pup." He shook his head at the memory, almost bringing tears to his eyes, but he hadn't cry since he had realized that the human pup and his family had abandoned him in a pile of junk, in a pile of objects that might've killed him. His face must've had a look that would make the happiest dog feel like breaking down and crying. His history was a long one, and he'd only tell his mate, if he ever met the right she-dog. "And I hope that your accepted into the pa... uh, gang." He had almost called the gang a pack, like the one he'd lived in for a little while. "But don't tell me what to do," he growled coldly. "Only Tyrant or Reverie can tell me what to do 'cause their of higher ranks." Again, that was about as kind as he got... to most.