Alone and Dangerous

[amani]

A silver hued fae walked on strong lean shackles,her crimson tinted soldiers could be seen,full blood vamp she was. Her death snatching chasms gleamed iwth the intencity and heat of the sun. Hatred was easily seen,but what lurked in the flames was the dang er,the danger that revealed itself when only she was mad. She was keenly aware of what was around her what packs were aroundher,she wanted to taste the heavens owns crimson but that could wait. She walked on,chasms searching for somthing,but what?The hue of her chasms was enough to shake fear into any heaven wanders mass. Spikes left a clear trail,though her mitts barely touched the geo her spikes were long and sharp. She was raised ready for attacks and ready to attack. Harks were nailed to her silver attire,plume was held in an aggressive fashion. She was not known to be the least bit friendly,killing welps of all spiecies when younger. Now she went mainly for the adults leaving the welps to starve.Shackles brought her to a sudden stop,her jowls were parted and a eirrie and fear rattling sound was heard. It started as a low threatening snarl btu rose,to a steady sound.It fell once more to the snarl then rose yet again,but to a crystal clear note like an eagles cry. It told of the demoness that was waiting to join a pack. Her jaws snapped shut ending all sound that came from her jaws. Whatever sound was still escaping was cut off,she listened to her call fade and dissolve. A twisted smirk clinging lifelessly to her facade,she waited,ready for an attack and ready to lead one.

[Anadust (Dusty)]

Dusty turned around as she heard the howl, for she had just crossed the borderline and the wolf sounded close. The femmora sighed slighty and walked back out of her terra once more. Following where she had heard the howl, Dusty came in sight of a fea who was looking tense and alert; ready to fight. By the look of her claws they seemed sharpened, and Dusty knew that this she-wolf was not friendly.
"Who are you?" She said sharply, stopping when she was about five feet away from the other wolf.

[amani]

She glaerd threateningly at the she wolf that appeared. Turning to face her,chasms swiftly streaking the bytchs bulk. She was relaxed completely calm but alert ready to fight. She nodded to the fae in respect. It wasnt much respect but some respect that all higher titled fae's should get.At the fae's words she said nothing for a few minutes deciding on whether she should tell her,her real name or the name she went by. Deciding the name she went by would be best her jowls parted to speak

*'lo Im Amani who be you*

Her voice raspy,threatening,and demented.She was not at all friendly and never gave her respect or trust out to just anyone. When her trust was given she could be loyal and not turn on the person she trusted. When her respect was given,she respected them more then any other more and likely and she was loyal to them. She felt no threat by the fae but still she stayed alert and ready for a fight.

[Anadust (Dusty)]

Dusty stepped foward and held her head up high. She was not afraid of this fea, who called herself Amani. The she-wolf was a little suprised at her nod of respect, but she didnt let it show. By the sounds of her voice, Dusty had been right; this was no friendly wolf.
"I am Anadust, Dusty to you, the alpha of the Vamp pack. Why are you here?" She growled, a threatening tone in her voice, but not so compelety threatening that Amani would feel as if she was under attack.

OOC: hey when your char talks, can you use a different font? its hard to understand. Thanks.

[amani]

She watched with a threatening gaze,untrusting,and shown hardly any respect shown in her chasms. She wasnt afraid but wouldnt let her guard down,she listened to the alphess's words then let a twisted and demented smirk play 'cross her facade. Yet no word heard yet. She thought about it wondering herself why she was there then her strong and powerful jowls parted wet crimson tinted liquid dripped from her soldiers as she spoke in harsh,raspy and twisted tones.

*I am here for i want to join your pack with the lust for the crimson I love to taste....or am I asking the wrong alphess?*

Her words were in a challenging way,rough and untrusting tones could be heard in the mixture of raspy,twisted and harsh tones. Her jowls stayed apat for there was no point in closing them at that point. The liquid of crimson still dripped causing ants to scatter in all directions under her mitts. She savored the taste loving every second of it. A flash of danger showed itself,then dissappeared. A glimpse most wouldnt and couldnt catch. If the fae said the wrong thing she would know not by words but by Amani's actions.

[Anadust (Dusty)]

Anadust watched the fea, her gaze never straying away. She didnt trust this Amani, not one bit. But she had to admit Dusty was pleased when she heard that she wanted to join, these were the kind of wolves that needed to be in her pack.
"Very well...you may join....and yes you did find the right leader." Anadust backed away, not taking her eyes off Amani. When she was a good lenghth away, she finally turned around and the shadows consumed her.

[amani]

Amani watched and listened,as the fae backed away she nuderstood the fae was wary of her,this pleased her. She followed ready still to attack at any given moment. Her bristled fur didnt smoothen but stayed the same. The gleam of her chasms never changed. Her strong and powerfull jowls were shut she needed not to speak at the moment. Her mitts placed silently and carefully,shackles carried her right behind the minx she could easily attack he rbut at the moment didnt want to. She would only attack when she felt threatened or she wanted to kill somthing.