Post by superfly on Jan 10, 2009 9:38:38 GMT -8
{same post from application. hope thats ok.}
its ryo!
[.] Ryoushi shot his dome to the west, a low snarl curling back his lip. A set of fangs glinted in the moonlight, the enamel was stained a pinky colour, proving his fighting and hunting ability. So there are others then? A tingle crawled across his flanks, excitement brewing in his gut. Icy pools locked on the path of the sent, his obvious choice of destination. With a swift lunge at the air, Ryoushi took to a run, his pads silent on the barren topsoil. Fauna skittered from his menacing presence but he paid no attention, though a low rumble in his stomach told him he was hungry. He was hungrier for revenge.
[.] The barron made his way onto a clearing. A wind lashed at his fur, pushing him off balance. He snarled in protest, barring his teeth to the summer’s night breath. A temper, Ryoushi had one of course, but it was heightened with the memories of other wolves and what they did to him, he wanted revenge whether they caused his that pain or not. Subconsciously, Ryoushi noticed now, he longed to see another, longed to speak calmly and become a member of a pack. He always had a soft spot, but he wouldn’t let them know. His hate for others came before his love for them.
[.] The loner slowed his pace, the clearing was vast and no one was visible. He cut across the middle, eyeing the space ahead. Other were there, he was sure. Ryoushi moved swiftly to them. Seeing none still. So his love and good memories never really left, but neither did his hate. Also came the memories of fights, war, everything awful that hapened to him. Oh. Ryo would enjoy this. He was only feet from them, he knew it.
[.] Ryo cooed in delight a smile of pure evil curling his kissers. They revealed his pointed canines. A low snarl filled the silence. This would prove a quick and easy task to accomplish, he quessed. What with his size and that he was hunched over in the ready stance. Ryo’s wrath was merciless and torturous. He almost jumped with joy at the thought of staining the floral carpet with the other’s bloodshed. That way his triumph would be known to all. This year was looking good for Ryo.