Burn out BRIGHTER -OPEN-

[Nitemare]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,250,true][bg=black] X.x "Quote" thought "speech" text x.X Just a little more, come on and satisfy me The brute found himself parading even prouder through his land than ever before. He had more to prove now, he shouldn't have to, but to this relic of his past the brute must prove three goals he had set in his mind. one, he'd have to prove to not only this sklavin, but himself, that he had done his parents proud, even in such a barren land as this. Two, he must prove that he was meant to lead, not only because he was born with noble blood, but because he knew what he was doing, because he knew how to care for a pack, and raise one out of the shadows of nothing. Three, this one was not meant to be proven to Kindle, but to phantom within himself. He needed to prove to himself that he was worth being a Dominor, and that the loss to Kasimira was a fluke. There was absolutely now was, he had lost to her. The brute took in a deep breath, and exhaled slowly. he needed to stop hanging onto the past, that is what caused him trouble in the first place. Even thought the furthest part of his past had followed him, he quite literally controlled it now. and even so, he had only lost a slave, why fuss when there were so many more to be bought, and made. A glint appeared in the brute's eye. That would be his new purpose- To not only raise this pack from the ground up, but to raise his army, and CRUSH the fools under Kasimira's control, and bring the pack, Irrisin, to its knees! Just a little more, come on and terrify me The brute drew himself to look back upon his slave, this young fiery brute named Kindle. This wolf was both a member of his past, and now current member of his pack, Einheit. Phantom couldn't help but smirk at the shaggy state of the brute's coat knowing that he was the cause. the crusted blood from the slash marks beside his right eye, and the darker dusty shades of brown where the blood on his neck had mixed with the dirt from their scuffle. "you wanted to know, why I wished you harm, even without your involvement in your parent's plan, correct?" the brute uttered walking tall, "My answer is simple. Traitors breed traitors, and of course TRAITORS must be punished, should they not? In my defense, you got off easy." the brute uttered turning to the sklavin with a deeply sadistic grin "You are still breathing are you not?" the brute laughed cruelly. The brute continued out over the rough terrain, the environment hadn't changed much from that of the Akuton rocks, but he felt that it would make the sklavin's journey easier when they could feel more like they were back at the rocks. Phantom laughed inwardly, he knew this was a lie, and it amused him to no end. Take my life and then I'll feel okay "Here we are Kindle, home, sweet, barren home" he chuckled as they reached the meeting rocks. Phantom gave a nod and ordered Kindle to stay put at the base, only higher ranked members were allowed on the rocks. Phantom made his way to the peak, of the rocks, or at least the highest most possible point. He planted his paws firmly on the blazing rocks, and threw his head back into a wild call. He called the rest of his pack to join him, though there weren't many, he was eager to see the whole of his pack in one place, and see how he was progressing. He was especially interested to see what had become of Sayang, since...that night. Words;; 604 Muse;; great! Puppets;; Phantom for Kindle Notes;; I want all of the sklavins in Einheit in this thread :P

[Kyren]

Kindle followed like a well behaved sklavin for now. Who was he calling a pup? Maybe he wasn’t the same age as Phantom, but he wasn’t a pup anymore. For that matter Kindle imagined his own mind was in much better state than Phantom’s. Even if the wolf appeared calm most of the time, one doesn’t get so quickly enraged unless there’s some type of deep inner pain. Whether or not Phantom admitted that pain to himself was a whole other story. Kindle would eventually when, there was no doubt. He knew Phantom’s weakness, and Phantom had no idea what Kindle was capable of.

"My answer is simple. Traitors breed traitors, and of course TRAITORS must be punished, should they not? In my defense, you got off easy." "You are still breathing are you not?"

Kindle of course had several comments he could have said, but his new master had bid him be quiet and so he just followed along with his tail down and his head up, ears flicking back and forth as he watched the scenary go by. No comments about how it likely had more to do with how was raised than one’s blood that decided how a wolf would turn out. Ironically, as Kindle’s parents had helped to raise Phantom, why that might mean he’d also learned a bit of their personality that he so hated.

So far he wasn’t all that impressed with this land his master had found for himself. Perhaps it wasn’t so hard being an alpha if you just claim land no one else desires. Admittedly Kindle had no claim to any land, so that certainly wasn’t an area to criticize. Kindle imagined he was slipping a lot that he kept looking for areas to insult Phantom. Right now he needed to befriend him, slowly so he didn’t suspect anything. Phantom thought Kindle was the type to be a traitor? Well, if that’s what he wanted, Kindle could certainly betray him.

"Here we are Kindle, home, sweet, barren home

Barren was right. So much for hoping to take over a nice grassy bit of land with lush tree’s and lots of gently flowing streams. Kindle doubted he’d see as much wildlife as he’d like for hunting, and being a sklavin in such a harsh environment gave him the uncomfortable feeling he might end up losing more weight than he’d like. Speaking of looks, Kindle turned his head trying to get an idea of how bad he looked. A dip in a river sounded nice. How long did Phantom want him to stay quiet? Did he mean silent until given permission or just to quit egging him on? Kindle would have to be careful not to obey or disobey too often. Being too well behaved would make Phantom expect he was up something while misbehaving was likely to get him hurt.

When Phantom was busy howling Kindle spoke to himself, imagining he didn’t really mind if Phantom heard or not, “needing to make up excuses for such hatred from something so far back in the past, and refusing to notice your problem, not good traits for an alpha.”