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[A New Demon] [A new Hell] « Thread Started on Mar 25, 2008, 10:36am »
|A demon is ready to be free.|
Large pads carried the masculine figure along the ground, skull held low as she picked up many scents of other wolves. Banner flicked from side to side, brushing the un-wanted pieces of dust and any other particles from her rear end. Glancing forth, snow still appeared to be all around. The brujo didn't mind this season, for cold snow on your back was better than the rays of the blistering sun in his mind. Within a few minutes, the fog had mainly cleared yet a small lining still filled the cold night air. His pelt had been refreshed with a layer of snow. Some would have labelled this place scary, dark, cold, and horrible. RipRage, on the other hand, thought it was perfect. This was the kind of area he expected to meet other wolves of his kind. Hopefully he would be accepted onto the pack that resided here, and would soon be able to mingle with ones of his kind.
Haunches were set down as a sharp yawn emitted from deep down in his vocals, echoing throughout the terra. Optics glared at the snow that continued to fall from the gray skies above, blending in with the others of his kind. If the world all blended together, it would be at once an instant bore to everyone alive. At least each and everything that breathed had a personality of its own. Rip was deeply brave, and had a heart of pure black, meaning he was as evil as evil could be. He did not depend on anyone else and his only role model was the devil himself, he even sometimes dreamed about how perfect hell would be. Some would maybe describe him as hells angel, and he would deeply agree with this statement. After all, it was really true, perhaps he was sent from hell to help make this world a rotten place. Demons seemed to be cursing all over the land now, yet some not as evil as himself.
Auds placed down upon his thicket as he scrambled back onto his pads, careful not to stumble as his pads disappeared in the snow. To make this day even more perfect, he in deed had a terrible cramp inside his stomach. It was obviously not time for the wolf to come into heat, so I guess you could say he had eaten something rotten. Blood stained maw nosed the ground below him, nudging some of the snow into a small pile. Glancing around, optics captured nothing that interested him very much. Setting his haunches down once more, maw was pointed up towards the dusty moon as he let out a deep howl, perhaps this would capture the attention of something. Taking a few steps back wards, huge paws left imprints upon the muddy earth that he stood upon. This was not like him, he would usually be out terrorizing someone yet he wanted to see if anyone dared approach him first.
Minutes passed, and still no one continued to appear. Perhaps this pack wasn't actually as big as one had first expected. Maybe these lands had just started anew with packs and what not, meaning that they were only just starting to pick up members. Rip was very interested in joining a kin of pure evil, yet he would have to hold some secret 'tests' first. He believed that first impressions lead to what would happen in his life so the ruler of these lands would have to make a good impression to him also. If someone just bounded along and said 'hello, welcome to the pack. You are now a member', he would simply burst out laughing and walk away. Now that would definitely be a poor alpha if they didn't even know how to greet a possible member. Questioning him would prove that not just any wolf got into the pack. Pointing his maw towards the sky, he let out a much louder howl to the leader of this area. He lowered his head and looked around. He was the head wolf and needed to know if there was any other life on the land he had taken on