Boom Boom Pow [Joining]

[Icecube]

It was a beautiful evening. As the sun set it cast a unique color on the water, it seemed to be a mix of the most beautiful shades of red and orange. The purple tinted skies become darker shades as you looked higher, eventually changing to black with faint stars dotting the slowly-forming night sky. After the sun was fully set, the last rays of light having sunk in to the waters, the night will truly begin to set it. The crisp winter sky will be black, the majestic moon and silver start shimmering beacons in the world of the night. It was truly a sight to behold.

To bad Lilai was blind and thus unable to behold it. However, she knew that it was sunset even without her sight. There where hints, it was true that they where subtitle hints, but they where still there. The temperature would begin to drop, going from freezing cold to just plain excruciating. The remaining birds that had not migrated for winter would sing there last songs for the night before flying away to their nests. The already quiet scuffle of creatures would cease, leaving the world in a zone of quiet. This was sunset, the time that the animals that roamed in the day returned to the nest but to early for the nocturnal animals to come out. It was one of the worlds few moments of peace.

Lilai took in a deep breath of the cold winter air, noticing the smell that hit her nose. It was the iron-filled scent of blood. While she would normally go on full alert at this smell and prepare for a fight it was one of the many signs that she was where she wanted to be in this case. The blind wolf was at the outskirts of the order, an area covered in blood as a warning. Why was she there? Simple, she wanted to join.

[Makarov]

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[atrb=background,http://i899.photobucket.com/albums/ac192/fireb4ashes/Dragonuv--MIDDLE.jpg] Dragunov found very little ease at this time of the day, for it was in the lengthening shadows that he found the visitors to his land came knocking like eager beggars, awaiting their call to be catered to by a Lord worn down to his bone. His aging muscles were filled with power but they screamed with the ache of fatigue. Very few days of rest in between the constant border patrols and the care of his children and the warlord was beginning to wonder why he had brought on any of the wolves that he did if they could not even alleviate slightly the stresses put on their leader. But stress meant there was something to be worked on, and Dragunov, being the studious creature he was,was hard pressed to endure the pain for his own twisted slant on perfection. So tonight he did not rest, he could not rest, it was just not in his nature. And he found himself out in the element which wolves called their own, the gradual onset of night-time. For the lupine species themselves were a lot like shadows, deadly and precise. Only the naked light could illuminate their imperfections to the animal world, and thus they hid. Well some hid. And if Dragunov was doing any hiding then it was in plain sight, for he strode through his bare forest with a regal air about him that only a distinguished creature of power could behold. He knew his place in the world, and it showed in even the slow and methodical swing of his massive cranium. The white demon's form flitted through the trees, leaving hardly a trace of his presence in the darkness which sapped away at the waning daylight. Someone was out there waiting for him, he could feel it in his bones. No call rendered the air with it's fascinating pitching and bending, yet Dragunov stopped, stalk still in the brisk night air. His remaining ear cocked into the wind and his nostrils flared for but a moment and it was all the keen hunter needed before he redirected his path off towards the beach. What he came across was no surprise until Drago came closer. It was she-wolf and the first notion that the Generalissimus got to her difference was the way she detected him as he came in, silent as a hunting hawk, skulking his way in towards the female from behind. He was not one to desguise himself though, the direction of his approach was purely coincidental. Lucky for him though, as the youth of his mind overpowered him and led him to admire her gently swaying behind before she rounded upon him. "Welcome, bitch to the Sanctum of The Order of the Black Stag...What is it that brings you here?" He regarded her for a moment, taking in the milky gloss over her orbs. "For it was obviously not your eyes.." the lord added calmly.

[Icecube]

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[atrb=background,http://i899.photobucket.com/albums/ac192/fireb4ashes/Lilai---MIDDLE.png] Lilai stood still and silent, her sightless eyes gazing over the water. While she was not an overly patient wolf she did not howl or go looking for someone like she normally would have if kept waiting for what she deemed to long, and this was to long. However, she remained in her place now, if she wanted acceptance in to the pack it would be best to stay put and wait for someone to find her. Just as the black she-wolf let out an exasperated sigh she got that feeling, the feeling tiny feeling in the back of you're mind you sometimes get when someone is approaching you. As soon as she felt this she began focusing her existing senses, attempting to pick up as many signs of another wolf approaching as possible. Although she was upwind there where still slight hints, apparently this wolf was very stealthy. The first thing she noticed was very light vibrations coming through the ground from behind her, something that would tell her the direction the wolf was coming from if the direction of the wind did not. However it did not help her determine how big it was, it could just be stealthy. The second was the sound of its footfalls, something that was so quiet that most would not be able to hear, however being blind her other senses where stronger, giving her that little boost needed to be able to detect them. Lilai gave a small flick or her right ear along with a twitch of her tail to show the wolf that she knew it was there without turning around. A small grin tugged at the side of her mouth as she commented, "you're pretty stealthy, assuming you weren't trying to hard and aren't the size of a cat with dwarfism." With that she turned around to face to wolf, her sightless eyes gazing in his general direction. "Welcome, bitch to the Sanctum of The Order of the Black Stag...What is it that brings you here? For it was obviously not your eyes.." Ah, so the wolf was a male. With a slight smirk Lilai replied, "my sense of smell, even in the winter you can smell the iron from the blood around here. That, rumors, and brains."