Entering of Corruption

[Chax]

Chills ran through the skin of a tall wolf that lurked onto forbidden territory. Balkar scents mantling all objects within the district. His pace was slow yet steady as he stalked closer and closer to the pack, his maw tightly closed and nostrils twitched with each new breath of the ever present danger. The perils kept him alert and ready to fight if the need come, dark gray ears pressed forward in an attentive fashion except for the right ear which remained a flinching mess whilst he try to keep still in the night.

If his vocals were still functioning he would have called for the First, but re-thinking on that note he decided it might not have been such a wise idea. No one summoned the First of the Balkar they were to creep their lowly bodies to him in a submissive way, respecting the mighty power that he held in command.

Kurtz padded on, his long legs providing an easy trot through the forestry of the Night Hunter’s lands. The old kink in his foot no longer bothered him and it only gave him the appearance of being weak, inside it was an effective ankle, strong and stable.

Tor’s moonlight cascaded over his figure giving his silver tone a pale glow. Cold eyes that mimicked a cold-heart examined the area for any movement that may give away another’s presence if he were to be ambushed.

[Serg]

Serg paced himself as he ran parallel to the varg he had met in the no-mans. sticking to the shadows where his deep black pelt would conceal him as best as possible. but he was in no need to hide or conceal himself. no need to stalk, for his was in his own territory, and this wolf could be a hopeful new recruit, or a wolf in need of putting in his place. Serg hoped the former, and he changed his course, speedily stalking towards the male with his amber gaze set piercingly upon the other. his body language signalling him to halt before he even said a word.

'who walks on Balkar lands, and for what purpose?' he snarled as he neared. teeth bared to show that he was ready to deal out the just punishment if this varg did indeed turn out to be not what he had hoped, a new recruit.

[Leohlic]

[glow=red,2,300]*The night was crisp and clear, no snow had fallen now for two suns and the blanket that covered the forest was beginning to harden and become sturdy, making it far easier to travel without sinking into freshly fallen powder.
The scent travelled with ease to teh First's attentinve nasal as he began to stalk the boundaries, cursing to himself for letting one slip the nets and gain access into his territory. Snarling bitterly he took off in the direction of the loner's scent, soon it became aparent that this varg was being stalked by another of his own, Serg.
Slowing his pace Leoh knew that Serg would take care of the varg, but out of curiosity in why he had entered his abode he carried on silently like the shadow he was till they were within sight.
This was Serg's catch, not his. If anything was to be said, leoh would listen, but for now he would stay out of sight, and with that decission made he crouched down low into the thick undergrowth and crept forward on light paws, no sounds breaking the silent night.
Auds erect and burning ember orbs watched and listened to the happenings..*[/glow]

[Chax]

Raising his muzzle to the stilling air Kurtz closed his eyes and wafted in a familiar scent from not to long ago. It was a varg he had, not at that time, admired. Serg was a strong warrior like figure to him now and plunged his maw to the floor in an instant bow to the varg of darkness.

With head still lowered harsh tones cast a veil over the Balkar’s words and the newcomer male ground his teeth together for anger of his mutism. He would have to learn to gesture what he meant and hopefully because Serg had known him prior to this, he would pick up on what he was trying to display.

The dull ear began to twitch more rapidly as he thought of ways to motion his purpose in the Balkars. Submissive, that was the only thing that Kurtz could think that may hint that he did not come to fight. Surely Serg would understand that if one did not come to cause a brawl that they were to come to belong.

His tail coiled under his milky white underside as he gave a few graceful nods of his head, making sure to keep lower then the other. The varg’s eyes kept a blank and unimpassioned look even though frustration began to bellow inside.

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[Serg]

Serg halted by Kurtz now standing in a submissive stance, he could sense the presence of another, with that strange sixth sense all Lera have, and even if he could not tell that it was the First himself, but he sensed that he at least was in no danger. but as Kurtz did not say a word, he began to wonder why. his eyes showed the beginnings of frustration, and Serg let out a low and deep growl.

'well?' Serg growled impatiently, still clueless as to why this varg would not talk and state why he was in Balkar territory. if he was hoping to be a new recruit, he wasnt saying much and could soon be going the hard way about it. 'there can only be two reasons why you would stray into our territory. either you came here because you thoght we were weak, and we will soon prove you wrong. or you are hoping to join our forces..' he snarled, 'i dont like playing games, and if this is one you'll soon find me alot more agressive.' he snarled, baring his sharp white teeth.

[Chax]

Although Serg had felt his presence, Kurtz did not. His senses were still under developed in this early stage of his life but he would soon come to know that same keen abilities the other males had. So little did he know that the First of Balkar was lurking out in the forestry behind them.

The youthful Mann rose his head to the inhale of breath that signified on coming speech. His eyes seeming to penetrate into Serg’s thoughts hoping he was about to announce his awareness of Kurtz’s being there as he spoke. But it was a false hope and his spirits dropped as he realized Serg had not yet grasped what he was displaying.

With one more attempt the varg snapped his muzzle tightly with another nod of his head once the Night Hunter mentioned “or you are hoping to join our forces..” Everything then fell silent, he was eager to see this attempts results.

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[Serg]

realisation suddenyl dawned upon Serg. Kurtz was a mute? that would explain alot of things. and seemingly as he nodded when he mentioned joining, maybe he was hoping to join. Serg had never been one to socialise with every varg, he might have been reading the signs correctly, but he vaguely considered in his head how hard it would be not to be able to talk.

'can you not talk?' he questioned, his voice changed from a snarl, but still held the gravelly and deep throated quality of it. 'and you wish to join?'

OOC: that was a really bad post. half asleep.

[Chax]

Enlightenment glimmered through the dark optics of the noble Balkar warrior and a smirk smeared its appearance through the stone like face of Kurtz. Finally, he was relieved that Serg understood in such quick timing, the mann then listened for his next inquisition.

Mandible snapped upward in a reply to both of his questions. He was a mute and truthfully he wanted to join the Balkar. Although he wasn’t sure on their believes in this group, Kurtz had a deep respect for Wolfbane. He found sanctum in the stone castle in which many stories had been told of the evil, but he still wanted to belong in the Night Hunter ranks.

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((half asleep myself))

[Leohlic]

[glow=red,2,300]*The First watched from within his hidden shadows as he watched and listened to what was going on, his brow starting to furrow into a brow of cinfusion as the strange varg began to snap at the air and nod instead of asnwering with words. What was wrong with him?
As Serg guessed that he was a mute, it all made sense and Leoh released his frown and began to sneak forward, realising this varg meant no harm and was only in on joining the pack - as that was what he seemed to be nodding towards.
In silence he stepped out of the brush, his auds erect and his ember gaze sharp and fiery - this wasn't a new stance for it was often how vargs met him. Seeing as he was behind Kurtz, he could not see him, yet Serg could, and with a wry grin Leoh looked from the ebon varg down to the youth who was in a submitance posture. He growled deeply to catch his attention and began;
"So you wish to join the Balkar mute? I see no problem with you joining our forces as you seem like a strong youngster, but there could be a few problems with your lack of speech. The oath you must take you will not be able to speak aloud, and how shall we know your name?"
His brow raised as he looked dircetly to him. Kurtz was still a younster, yet he was Leoh's height, for the small male seemed to have had a stunted growth - but it never stopped him on the battle field.*[/glow]