Arrival Of The Shadow (open)

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The grass ruffled, and a snarl arose from the wilderness. Slowly, a pitch black paw leaned out and was placed tenativly on the ground. The grass gave way to burning orange eyes and black, shaggy fur. "Finally...." A deep, gravely voice rang out. "I have arrived in an undiscovered place." The wolf, or Black Shuck, walked out from the patch of grass and sat down, allowing his fur to flow in the slight breeze. His head was held high with pride, yet he felt nothing inside. His solid orange eyes didn't shine with excitement, they didn't shine at all really.

[theragingstorm]

A pair of eyes gleamed in the darkness. A small smile lit Daémon's face up as he heard a voice. Not any voice, but a male voice. The more they fought back the more the fun. His eye twitched excitedly as he stalked closer to the wolf in question. He licked his lips, he was so close he could taste the flesh and-

SNAP!

A broken twig lay under Daémon's paw. What a shame to have blown his cover. Time to improvise, and quickly if he wanted to convince his prey of good intentions. With his best charming smile on, the wolf confidently strode into the clearing. "Hello! I-I, thought I saw a figure and I-I got rather over protective of my temporary shelter," he bluffed, trying to keep his stuttering to a minimum. He was just so excited!

"Well, you might as well explain yourself. I won't be up-upset, I'm just c-curious,"

@b10hazard2003

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Black Shuck looked at the wolf with unamused eyes. "Oh really, now?" He laughed inwardly, seeing right through the act the wolf was playing up. "My name is Black Shuck, or, at least, that's what everyone I've met has called me." He smirked, his orange eyes shining. Black Shuck's shaggy fur was in all sorts of directions, as he refused to groom himself unless he felt an itch or something. "That figure must've been me." He said coldly. His eyes then ceased to show any emotion, and his ear twitched. "Your name, kiddo?" He asked, though he didn't really care.

[Stormy May]

The blasted thing had gotten away, just in time for supper, too. A shame, really, as the hare looked so plump and delicious... Alas, it disappeared in a hollow, far from Solis' reach and her golden gaze. While giving the hole a few last mournful prods with her nose, chatter caught her ear, and she lifted her head to source it.
She took a few graceful steps in the general direction of the noise, and noticed how nervous the other voice sounded. Perhaps someone had caught themselves in a bad situation? Maybe she should just walk away, and let them settle it...
Her violet paws betrayed her thoughts as they continued padding in the direction of the conversation. As she poked her head into the general area, not caring to surpress any noise she might've made, her ears rang with the most monotonous voice she'd ever heard request a name. Without opening her mouth, she entered the rest of the way and cocked her head at the odd pair, hoping they'd clear things up for her instead of forcing her to ask.