Seeking the First

[Chax]

Massive paws lightly tapped against the solid land on which he tread, Saito quietly lingered into the Balkar territory. His disposition was a quiet one, he had little use for words in his life. Taken from birth by humans and raised up on dog fights, his wolf reputation had kept him well fed and alive until his cage was opened by a kind hearted gentleman who carried the scent of the opponent he had torn apart earlier that day. Of course for such a considerate offer Saito repaid him in the only way he knew. His jaws clamped firmly around the man's fingers and he tossed his muzzle from side to side violently until a rip signified the hands defeat. The sticks of flesh fell to the floor after the young red wolf released his grip and headed for the outside.

Now he had come to the Balkan lands, word had it a fierce dark wolf had become the First and earned much fear and respect, the position was admirable. There was no passion to become the First though, he only wanted to become part of this pack and earn his way up in ranks. The mann was a calm leader but strict and cold in his ways having full knowledge of what the Balkar were in this life time. He was a fighter, and he came to offer his services.

Lifting his muzzle to the heaven's he sung out his melody of appearance. He wished to see the First and to ask permission to join the Balkan ranks. His indigo hue glinted in the silver moon light his form holding a stern upright position. There was no fear, there was no regrets.

[Serg]

keen ears perked as a howling melody reached them. his jet-black head swivelled as his keen senses pin-pointed the exact direction from whence the noise came. lips curled to bare sharp white teeth. there were many dare-devils out there who wished to test the strength of the Balkar. and Serg had grown mistrusting of the howls that echoed from his borders. it had been so long since they had gained a new recruit.

his black paws beat a steady rhythm on the hardened earth, his burning amber eyes scanned the distance until he noticed a small shape that was not part of the landscape. the great Dragga picked up his speed. his bulk moving swiftly towards this shape so that it grew bigger in his keen vision at a faster rate. he made no attempt to hide his approach, and as he got close enough he barked a warning to the stranger.

'strangers are not welcomed lightly in these lands,' he growled, slowing to a halt before the blueish black varg, 'what is your name and purpose?' he demanded, 'speak quickly, for i grow easily weary of petty conversation with vargs who press at the boundaries of my lands.' Serg's gaze bore into the eyes of the varg before him, almost daring him to make a move.

[Chax]

The dark indigo muzzle winkled in savagery, the First was clearing not going to take any weakling varg into his pack nor would he take any more time then he wished to speak with him. Saito made it clear to the night time varg what he wished to accomplish through this visit, "I don't want to be a stranger to these lands anylonger. I will fight ruthlessly for you First of Balkar." he dipped his muzzle to the ground humbley.

There wasn't much wickedness inside him no pure evil, but he was a cold hearted varg hard to make friends with unless he willingly opened up. His bite was a powerful one and his stature was average, he was a hunter a fighter and would become a loyal asset the pack which excepted him.

OOC: urgh sorry again. you've heard my excuse.. lol

[Serg]

Serg licked his black maw in careful consideration. this varg certainly looked as if he belonged here, and spoke as if he did aswell. Serg didnt speak a word for a while, his merciless cruel mind working behind his amber eyes as his throughts trailed carefully over the surface. until finally he reached a decision.

'then i bid you fight.' he growled. 'you are now one of our ranks, this land will no longer be strange to you, but your home. welcome home, Balkar.' he said simply.

OOC: i also have to apologise, but i dont have a reason, braindead. lol

[Chax]

A cunning smile of pleasure dissolved through the stern display he had put on earlier, Chax was ready to do the Balkar's bidding and ready to serve the only one he followed. His pink tongue glided smoothly across his chops, he was anxious to plunge into Balkan ranks and grow stronger.

His indigo auds collapsed to their bases as his muzzle took a dive to the ground, "I thank you for your acceptance First, i shall take my oath and live by it with every breath i take. " he rose and gave his new Dragga a serious look to let him know what he had said was true. It was hard having a pack of evil to know when wolves were being true and when they were being decieving rats.

With a brisk push Chax padded quickly to where he was to pledge his alliagance. What interesting suprises would come from this pack, he grinned with excitement.