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[Khan~‡~Rasha]

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Beta femmora of silken white dubbed Aniu trailed to sharp and gloried Ice Caves, halting to admire natures craftship she awaited the ebon fem BlackMagic to appear.

[Hakangirl]

Black tassel trails lightly behind steadily moving haunches, the brute's honey-golden eyes hardened from his years. Scents flow through the air around him, tickling at dark nostrils and stopping him in his tracks. Evidence of pack life berated him from all sides, tingling his ebony pelt like the shaping winds as hackles momentarily raised, habit framing his mind. Sounds of snarls and snapping teeth clicked against his auds, bursting blood through memories of before. Orbs narrowed against the prospect, paws starting once more to power across unseen borders of scent. Another sniff, huffed from a cold nose. A black shadow upon faded forest foliage, turning to streak as it dashed around the body of pack scents. Pads beat against cold earth, sizzles of steam rising up from heated ice shrinking from fire brujo’s touch. Get away… Escape… Fangs, teeth, gnashing… Far away… Streams of fear gushing through thoughts, lost hope edging from reach. No more pain… Away… Warm scents of femmes rush to greet him, like a lost, unwelcomed friend. He shook, flames jumping from perked ears. No escape… No home… Growling trembles from an angry throat. Flag swung high, expectancy rising in his paws. They will not take me.

[~* Blackmagic* Fenris*~]

Black fem, dubbed Blackmagic, jogged steadily behind the contrasting white figure of the beta femmora. She was being lead to the ice caves, as beta fem had spoken. Padding paws became colder with ever step. They were here...
Blue pools looked upon the icy shardes that made up the glittering icecaves. A contrast of black and white stood in awe before the natural painting. A distant scent in a wavering breeze met Magic's cold yet sensitive nose. Lavender markings began to pulse red as ivory were unsheaved. Intense eyes looked from side to side. Where was it coming from..... Now red eyes gleamed as they fell upon the brujo, his figure alert and threatening as flag was held high, throat grumbling with a rumble of growls. " Aniu....your lands have been tresspassed by a brute." Magic spoke in a serious tone as a growl threatened to escape her throat. The scent of flames filled her nose.....he was not pure normal wolf..like herself. Secretly her heart lifted, but figure stayed relentless. The old ways of a guarded lone fae was present, she was a fem unknown to the pack life...everyone was target,everyone was a threat..

[Hakangirl]

Black brujo growls in return to the angry ebon fae, hackles risen with full flames flaring. His nose crinkles as he puffs himself to full stance, showing his strong physique as red fire rises into golden pools. All of his being screamed 'stay away', fear mixing with anger in a showy dance of muscle and flames. Faes before, ice and pack behind. Care had no place in his heart. All his mind focused on getting through; running. A throaty growling reached itself into an already deeping and rasping voice, disguising urgency and fear. "Let me pass."