Drak [Geist]

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To think his path in life would bring him to this point. He growled inwardly. If things had gone well, he would have come here for a power to conqure and kill as he saw fit...not that he would have tried to take over...such an ambition is stupid and easily fought against. The history of the valley would tell any wolf that.

But to think he would have to use his journey to ask for a way to communicate...it was almost embarrassing.

Drak pulled himself up onto a ledge and took a moment to breathe. He couldn't pant, being with no tongue, so it took him a bit longer than he was used to. For a moment, as he caught his breath, he glanced up at his destination. Not too much further to go.

With a slightly aggravated sigh, he began to climb again.

The worst part? he wasn't even sure this trip was worth it. Certainly, the white wolves would be powerful...but were they also mind readers? Would his white wolf even know to read his mind? or would she get offended that he would not speak to her? Silently, he prayed she had some sense and was not overtly insane like some other evils he had met. And being immortal, he could imagine that it was entirely possible.

When he had finally climbed to his destined ledge, he actually sat therefor a bit, calming himself and preparing for an encounter with the immortal. Finally, when he felt he was ready to put his fate in her paws...he howled- one of the last ways that he could communicate.

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Oddly enough, the white wolf whose den Drak had come to was not actually in her cave. Instead, she was perched high in an evergreen tree, observing the goings on around her. Geist was in posession of powerful magic and she had been watching Drak as he made his way up the mountain. Although her abilities to see into the heart of those who sought her help weren't as powerful as her sister's or even her mother's she could still see some things. From what she could tell, this wolf was called Drak and he wanted some want to communicate. Once he reached the cave entrance and howled, Geist sighed and decided to see what he wanted.

A large crack and a puff of smoke was seen and heard in the tree as Geist transported herself from the branches onto the ground. She appeared right in front of Drak, her eyes an angry, glowing red. "So Drak." she spat. "You've made it here in...mostly one piece." Geist laughed loudly and spitefully. "You may not know mortal, but I have an incredibly powerful sixth sense. I can see into your brain and I know why you've come here. I also know that Perjury saw fit to tear your tongue asunder." Geist laughed harshly once more. "So is it true you've come to find a way to communicate with others?" Geist asked knowing full well the answer.

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Drak turned to look in the direction of the sound from the tree, only to be face to face with a white wolf with glowing red eyes. He only took a single step back before standing his ground and listening curiosly to what she was saying...and laughing about. He was intimidated, but he pushed through that to keep himself thinking logically.

So, she could read his intentions..and much more it seemed. The reminder about the destruction of his tongue did not garner hatred or anger though. he watched her, wondering if this was actually what she was like...or if she liked trying to frighten the evils that visited her. He promptly sat back down.

If you can see into my brain, you should already know that, right? Then isn't it a waste to ask? Or are you looking for a reaction? Certainly you are immortal and more powerful than any valley wolf will ever be...why would you feel need to...unless you're bored. In any case, I am intimidated and humbled by your very existance.

He thought, directing his thought as if talking to her...well, if she can read him, why not? Besides, she had asked him a question. He would need to answer in order to continue with their exchange...even if he did not like to admit to being intimidated and humbled...but its not like he could lie anyways.

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Geist simply glared at Drak, aware of how frightened he was by her presence and how hard he was trying to hide it. "What I expect, underling, is that you answer my question when you're asked. Even a moron such as yourself has the deductive abilities to realize I can read minds and that I know and see all. In fact..." Geist picked her paw up slowly off the ground and from the ground came a large, black bubble. It hovered in the air between Drak and Geist and suddenly flashed with light. As if being viewed from a third party, the scene in which Perjury tore out Drak's tongue came into sight. Geist watched the scene play over and over again with cold and calculating eyes. "I should thank you Drak, this show has brought me much joy and a lot of entertainment." Geist grinned with malevolence at the scene before the black bubble dissipated and nothing more was left.

"Since you're too dense to learn to communicate without a tongue, I suppose I shall bestow a gift upon you. However, this gift is not without its price." Geist began circling Drak as was her custom when meeting new wolves. She liked for them to get a feel of her power and greatly enjoyed making others squirm with discomfort. "Perjury was wise to take your tongue as you clearly don't deserve it but I think it would be more...fun to give it back." Suddenly a stream of black tar shot out from within Geist's den and swirled directly into Drak's mouth, forming a new, slimy, black tongue from the bits that still remained.

Geist made a full rotation and came to stand in front of Drak whose mouth was still full of tar. Without much of a warning, Geist sprang at Drak and knocked him onto his back. She stood with both forepaws planted on his chest and bore her red burning eyes into his shimmering golds to paralyze him.

"Listen here and listen well.
This is important, for its my spell:
A special female you shall meet
and you will grovel at her feet.
Her coat a shining, coal like black
her heart is dedicated to her pack.
I cannot make you fall in love
but I will spy you from above.
If ever you betray this stranger
you will find yourself in danger.
If she doesn't kill you first,
its for your blood that I will thirst.
In the night is when I'll come
to take your power with aplomb.
This act will be cruel, painful and grim
but nothing compared to being torn limb from limb.
Borrow my power for your own sake
but hear this now within my wake.
Thoughts and intentions you shall see
even when hidden from all but me.
Impose your will you cannot
but knowing all is a useful lot.
Open up your third eye well
to see into the depths of hell.
For those who will allow it so
their thoughts for you, will make a show.

Finished with her spell, Geist gracefully backed away from Drak, releasing him from his paralysis. "Although you now have a tongue and the ability to read the thoughts of others, I'm afraid your tongue won't work on Perjury. She is a proud wolf and absolutely will not tolerate disrespect. If you're every stupid enough to seek her council again, you will be unable to speak to her. However, you will still be able to read her thoughts if she allows it although I doubt she ever would. Also, if you ever betray your future alphess, I will find you and take away the gifts I've bestowed upon you." Geist grinned at Drak, happy with her work. "Now leave me underling. I'm done with you." With a flash of red light, Geist was gone, not a trace of her to be found.

ooc: Okay so Drak now has a tongue and Level 1 telepathy meaning he can hear thoughts of other wolves if they'll allow him to do it. He can't hear thoughts against other wolves' wills and can't speak to other wolves telepathically. Also, he won't be able to talk to Perjury.

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At the end of her spell, a purple power mark burned itself onto his forehead. He did not move to get up either, not willing to risk her attacking him. he was sure now that she was insane...but he could not argue that she did more for him than he sought of her...and although he could not speak to Perjury, he would be able to use his powers on her...perhaps...

But first he had to go join under Ilana..if she didn't kill him first. He growled as the white wolf diappeared and finally got up. He was not pleased at all by the knowledge that the strongest evil wolf in the valley thought perjury wise ffor her choice.

He descended the mountain slowly, but once at the bottom he sneered back to her cave

"Now hear this," he muttered under his breath as he continued to stalk away, "The only reason why I lost my tongue to begin with was because Perjury would not listen to reason...how wise is that?"

-exit drak-