A hole, a hole, a hole in the desert.

[Riya]

ooc: Shortish post. I wanted to skip the walking part and take it to Cereno, but I wasn't sure how that'd work, so... here it is? Hope it's okay. So this is the plot for Rage and Dela to die. TO sum it all up: Rage and Dela try to attack Tam, someone else comes in and BAM... Tam kills Rage and someone else kills Delacroix. MESSAGE ME OR FRANKIE OR LELL IF YOU WANNA ADOPT THIS CHARACTER THAT'S GONNA KILL DELA! Thaaaanks

The morning air was sweet, filled with dew and the birds were singing. Little did Rage know that it was going to be the last morning he would ever enjoy and love. He stretched and shook out his fur, his powerful black jaws opened up to reveal his glistening sharp daggers that lined the pink in his mouth. His yellow orbs blinked a few times before he looked down at Delacroix. Every day and night spent with her, he couldn't help but fall more in love with her blessed little heart. She had been through so much, and had nothing thanks to him, and yet she still gave him the warmth and comfort of not being alone. He sat in front of her and just took in her unbelievably beautiful feature. Her eyes shut just right to block the morning rays, her mixed fur blended to cover her fine body, but the feature he loved most about her was the shape of her muzzle. he never really pointed it out, but it was his favorite part.

He lowered his head and gently licked her forehead. It was time for them to head over to Cereno. It was the day Tamlin O'shanter was going to breathe his last ounce of ash filled air and when his lids would finally cover those green eyes for life. "Baby... It's time." He smiled and his golden eyes lit up. He was about to see her wake, see her come to life again. He sat down and watched the miracle of her coming around and enjoying the same precious morning he was. Rage's ebony coat shimmered and tinted blue and the white hairs he had were beaning. They stood out like he would in a blizzard. A bird twittered and it made Rage jump. He looked up to the tree and snarled. The blasted bird had broken his concentration on his love.

"Speech goes here!"

Table coding by Lell.

[Delacroix]

Delacroix had not succumbed to sleep at all since she'd laid down. She could feel Rage shifting beside her as the morning rays flickered through her closed lids. Why had she not slept? Well, sleep was impossible when you had other more important things to think about. There were plans to be mad, especially when it came to murder. She had to get herself into the right mindset. It wasn't necessarily hard. It hadn't been that long since she'd given up her murderess lifestyle to become a happy part of Adega. But that happiness had been stiffled by the white bastard. He didn't have a name anymore. No, he took everything away from her, he deserved no name. Her home was gone because of him. The home she actually loved. But she chose to love another, and was judged for it. And he took her child. His cruel words took him away from her. Delacroix was a shell, a shell of a shell. While she felt her old insanity returning, she felt something new. Memories creeping slowly into her cracking mind. Images of angry eyes, she could hear screaming, growling. Shadowy trees swayed in front of her eyes. A voice began to speak, but was suddenly cut off, denied its voice as Rage's own voice cut in.Her eyes opened slowly, her bright aqua eyes glowing even brighter than the rising sun. While without a wink of sleep, she felt even more refreshed. "Good morning." A cruel grin twisted along her muzzle, and she rose beside him, pressing her muzzle into his neck. Today would be a good day. "We should get a move on. It's still early enough." Breaking away, she trod ahead, a light bounce in her step. She wanted a battle. A bloody, violent battle. She didn't care who came out on top. But she knew that not even sleep would bring back the strange images that had appeared in her mind. "dialogue."

[Rage]

Rage chuckled at his mate and shook his head. She was just as excited, and he could tell. She was putting herself into the right state of mind. His tail flicked and he tilted his head. She was taking the lead. A smile spread on his face as he watched her walk. The way she moved, it made him get tingly. Rages golden orbs opened a little more before trotting next to her. This was it. They were on their way.

ooc:~Time warp to save on time~

Rage crouched low to the ground and peered over the scrap metal. His whole body was alert. His ears, eyes, muscles, is nose, every nerve ending was patiently waiting to feel the pains of battle and war. "Delacroix, good at spying? Not being seen?" His tail flicked before he crouched down again and turned to face her. Good lord she was beautiful. He licked her forehead and smiled at her. "Speaking."

[Delacroix]

The hot dust of Cereno scalded her pads, and she couldn't remember the last time she'd walked on anything but grass or stone. It was purely abrasive. But there were bigger pains on her mind right now. More pain was to come than just bleeding paw pads. She was, however, thankful when they had reached a place to wait. A large silvery chunk of something, that was no longer what it used to be. She followed her mate behind it, and sat back, lowering her head so it could not be seen above. "That's what I used to do." She glanced over at him, a slight smile on her face. "And I was damn good at it too." She pressed her forehead into his chest, then recoiled slowly, sniffing the air. Thankfully they seemed to be downwind. For now, they had the advantage. But wind was unpredictable. They could be the victims soon, rather than the victors. Her bright eyes drifted over the metal again. There was no one. Laziness could not be attributed to any of the wolves in Adega or Cereno, since she'd met with them both at one time or another. Not to mention Adega was on enemy land, they wouldn't possibly just spend their days lazing around."dialogue."

[Rage]

ooc: So... will this thread mix things up, for Tam? If need be we can change it, have it be... someone... Tamara or something. *shrugs*


bic:

Rages black, large massive wall of muscle glided silently over the dusty floors of Cereno as he slipped under cars, over broken, rusted objects, all within the sight of his love. "We'll find Tam first, and then wait until he's alone to attack." His golden orbs swirled with a mixture of emotions. It was like the mixing pot of America, there were some dark emotions, light emotions, strong and weak, bold and meek, it was enough to make any wolfs head spin.

Rage sniffed the air. Cereno. This blasted pack kicked him out. And he enjoyed it. it made him free to love who he wanted, to endure his own mishaps, not everyones. It was just what a bachlor needed. Fuck the pack life, living wild was the most fun part and he regreted none of it, except for the fact he had fallen in love and had no pack to help them out. He was positive, if they had been in a pack, their babe would have lived.

Rage yahns head shook, only one ear flapping before he nodded to Dela for the go. He knew where the pack slept, he knew this place inside and out, where every rust spot was, where every odd human object was, and where there were comfortable things to sleep on. If he knew Cereno enough, on a day like today, they were in hiding. And that would make hunting for teh white ghost an interesting game. "Speaking."

[Lithium]

There was a need to leave, a need to find green and familiarity. The city was no place for the wolf, even though it had become a prime real-estate for one local pack. So Lithium left main group in search of something more. The jungle was still ash and Tamlin himself was still missing. In his search for something he had no idea that someone else was on the hunt.

Neither hunter would find their target, instead they would come across an enemy they had hoped to never see again. It was by accident really. Lithium had not smelt out Rage's scent and he still did not know that a cretin spy was still out there, waiting and watching in the shadows. Lithium had come around a ruined corner, the winds shifting in his position when he caught a whiff of something foul, Rage. The male's scent was burned into his nostrils, he could not forget the attack and then the mangled body he had come across in the desert. It all flashed across his mind as the black wolf stepped into view. Perhaps he too had not seen the tawny male.

"Ya ain't welcome here, Rage." The wolf growled, his hackles rising as his tail curled across his back. Every inch of Lithium started to react his body burned with a fury that was slowly building up. They should have killed this wolf when they had the chance but instead they had allowed him to live, allowed him to kill another and now he was here, doing God knows what. Lithium was not going to allow Rage to get away again, he needed to pay for the crimes he had committed and Lithium was both the judge, jury and the executioner.

"Fire, Fire, Fire!"

[Rage]

Rage chuckled as he saw the form of an Adega wolf form before him. He snarled and let a snarl erupt from his vocals, shattering the silence that always filled the city. Once the stranger wolf spoke Rage only chuckled and lowered his head while lifting his tail. There was going to be a fight if this wolf didn't stand down. "And if I don't leave, pretty boy?" His golden eyes flickered with a dance of hatred and anger, distaste and blood lust.

Before the large silver colored male could have time to answer Rage lunged into the air and snapped his jaws open and shut, his thick saliva running down his jaws, his large claws eager to meat and rip apart the flesh of the wolf across from him. He needed to taste blood, it had been too long. His large, heavily massed body collided with the strangers and the rumble began. "Speaking."

[Lithium]

OoC: I deleted Bo's post after PMing it to Switt. So, Switt if you haven't read your PMs... do that. xD Rage and Lithy WILL exchange blows, when Rage is getting back up, you may repost. Sorry for any confusion!

The world worked in slow motion during these events. Everything could be analyzed, categorized and the correct action could be chosen. The tawny male inhaled slowly, he picked apart the all too familiar stench that was wafting off Rage, the scent of anger and misguided fury. Lithium would do good to correct the pup's ill temper.

The brute of a wolf wondered if the darker male always flattered those that promised him death. Then again, Rage was a slippery male who ran like a coward, the fact that he stood his ground was almost amazing but not shocking. As Rage's legs started to twitch and his muscles shook with a desire that awoke from within Lithium's body started to match. There was a monster locked away within the Adegan, he kept it under a tight key and only allowed it out when it was especially needed. Tonight, the creature of razor teeth, blazing eyes and a hunger for blood was ready to emerge.

It was the most primitive of sounds, a snarl that ripped past soft lungs and into the atmosphere. It singled a snapping of personalities within Lithium, he reverted back to that warrior who lead his pack to numerous victories across the battle field. As the black wolf came forward there was little time to react but he only needed a split second. White flashed as his jaws parted wide and his body flung into the other male. The two would clash, fangs snapping at the air and each other with vengeance on their mind.

Lithium's body shifted as he came into Rage, he dropped his center of gravity towards the earth before he shot back up, trying to slip his muzzle up between Rage's chest and muzzle, inching his snapping teeth closer and closer to the throat of the worthless wolf. If he could only snip his life out of him quickly then he'd never have to be bothered again. Unfortunately, it would probably not go as easy as Lithium hoped and Rage would probably try to weasel away.

He could feel teeth brushing the fur across the back of his shoulder blade. He had no choice but to continue his motion and try to end this as quick as he could, a bite to the shoulder was not the worse of things that could happen, even more so, if it met getting Rage's throat it was well worth the pain.

"Fire, Fire, Fire!"

[Rage]

Rages black mass was tingling with some impure sensation to rip apart this males body, rip his legs out and skin him of his pelt. His yellow eyes were tainted red in his vision as he snapped and dug his claws into what ever part of the stranger he could. His hind legs lurched him forward, applying more power into the fight. He wished this was Tamlin, but regardless, maybe a trail of dead wolves would make him go down in history, and make his point. Rage was now, no coward.

He was numb to pain, numb to thoughts except wondering how safe Delacroix was, and this bastard he was out to kill. Rage had lost too much to these packs, and so had dela. They had lost their son because Tamlin wouldn't accept them into the pack, even when Rage had considered a serious change in his personality, and wanted to settle down in a pack and become a family man, but no, Tamlin had to shatter his dreams, and so now he was out for blood from a stranger to do so. "Speaking."

[Lithium]

I didn't even notice that you posted here! Also Switt you can probably jump in at any time now! Then Frankie can pop Dela back in. ALSO! Lithy's throwing Rage was already worked out with Autty, so if this seems like god moding its not! Autty if you have any issues let me know!

The dark wolf was too caught up in his own loath that he did not truly access the situation at hand. Lithium was no weak pup, no nervous new mother or an unskilled juvenile. He was a trained killer, a successful war general and a branded hero in battle. He had the scars, the tales and the experiences all necessary to end a creatures life in a matter of seconds, it was Rage who was folly.

Without any resistance but the snapping of teeth and the short term victory in his target's mind, Lithium was able to slip his muzzle back towards Rage's throat. His tongue felt the softness of his pelt, he tasted the bitterness of his unclean soul and felt his skill between his teeth. It was not the perfect grip that he wanted though, but it would do. Instead of a killing blow, because Rage was still hammering away at Lithium's shoulder the Gamma male was only capable of getting his teeth firmly in the hide of Rage's lower neck. He had to bypass that tender meaty area because the angle would have forced his jaws to stay open. So he took that as a short lose and turned that anger of failure on the scruffy flesh of Rage's upper chest and lower throat.

Powerful jaw muscles forced the tawny wolf's muzzle to close, he waited not time and held back no strength as he clamped down. The ivory canines of the brute started to pierce the skin as the wolf became committed to his grip. It would be a wild ride for Rage. Having lowered his center of gravity prior to this Lithium set his body in a sturdy stance. With his teeth digging into Rage's flesh, digging into the meat of his chest he used his sturdy neck and shoulder muscles to push Rage backwards. He pushed hard hoping that he would knock Rage off balance, and to help his case her yanked his head to the left trying to throw the black wolf away from him and onto the ground.

It was not easy, but Lithium's mind was clear, he had nothing to hold back and nothing clouding his thought, but Rage did. He was hazed with the thought of Tamlin, his lost pup and his suffering mate. Sure, anger took someone far but it also caused stupid mistakes and letting Lithium get this close was the first of many by Rage. Having knocked the black wolf off his feet and tossing him to the side he turned to pounce after his target. His paws wide, claws inching for the other body, his jaws open wide as a snarl ripped from his throat.

"Fire, Fire, Fire!"

Just a recap if I didn't explain very well. Lithy got a hold of his chest/throat area, and pushed/threw Rage off balance knocking him to the ground. Then he jumped after him, to land on top of him. Dela is supposed to pop in and and knock Lithy out of the way. Bo, takes rage. Just to keep confusion down for anyone reading.

[Rage]

Wings of a black devil seemed to grow on Rages back as he reared up to defend himself. He knew he had made a mistake: He had too much reason behind his attack. His fire gold eyes flickered a flash of fear as he saw the attender spot his open area. Before Rage could deflect the blow, it happened. The warrior had managed a firm grip on his vitals and had managed to pick the massive brute off the ground and throw him. The wings spread, trying to capture his fall, only to be interrupted.

Rages black mass had fallen hard against a stone and he felt his head make a crack noise. He snarled and went to stand, but everything was spinning. He was dizzy and couldn't feel his limbs or hear his thoughts. This god awful ringing noise took over his senses as his body collapsed. His golden eyes shut as he fell unconscious and his stance and posture was broken. His very last thought was Dela, and if she was going to be okay.




.:.:.The angel of deaths whispers softly into my ear, 'it's time to join the demons of below, my son.'.:.:.

[Lithium]

Do to Bo's age and the unlikelihood that a wolf his age (Which when this thread started was 6-7 months) would be able to kill an adult, even with Rage's current condition the Admins feel that Lithium should kill Rage. Autty if you have any questions let me know, you're the only one I have not talked to.

The wolf leap, his body soared through the air and towards his target with open jaws. He was caught with surprise as Rage tried to regain his footing but only managed to stumbled until he hit the earth again with a heavy thump. This left Lithium and open target an easy way to finally end this madness and ride the world of a wolf that no one wanted. Dela had not even been considered as Lithium landed hard on the earth, his paws on either side of the black wolf's body. They clung to the dirt as everything flashed through his mind, the reason that he had to do this, the reason why he wanted to do this.

It happened quickly, from the time that Rage came into Adega to the time that Lithium found his scent at the crime scene in the desert to this very moment where he was searching for Tamlin. He could not allow Rage to live any longer, he could not allow this sinner to roam across the land unpunished. He had caused the death of Galen, and Lithium blamed Rage for it. The dark wolf caused the exile of Dela and the death of his own pup because of his cruelty. The tawny male could not think of a reason to allow him to live any longer.

It was but a moment of time that passed, a few heavy panting breaths from Lithium and a couple of angry heart beats before he moved. His jaws opened wide as his head turned downwards towards the only place that Lithium knew would end this. The soft tissue of the dark wolf's throat was take into the tawny male's jaws. He did it in an almost tender manor, careful but swift as his teeth found the right places, then he squeezed. The wolf squeezed, he forced his jaws together, forced them to meet and clamp down on the warm flesh. There was little fight from the dark wolf who could not fight back, it almost felt wrong to do it this way, but it had to be done. After a few seconds Lithium felt and heard the popping and crushing of the windpipe and the esophagus.

Blood coated the tawny male's maw and throat as he pulled away. Eyes narrowed as he looked at the pooling red below the dark furred body. He would need to clear this mess...

"Fire, Fire, Fire!"

[Delacroix]

>> Frankie just wants to add that technically, Rage was basically already down and out. Bo just ripped out his throat. It didn't really seem like much of a struggle would occur? idk.
and hopefully this is properly edited.

She watched in silence as Rage emerged to face off with Lithium. Was it wrong of her to stay in the shadows? She didn't think so. It was necessary. If their fight caused too much noise, Delacroix could be ready to strike any intruder that decided to assist Lithium. But the scene began to change drastically before her eyes. Her love had been taken down. Delacroix was frozen to the earth, bright aqua eyes wide with fury, although there were tears that began to well beneath them. How dare they? A sharp growl left her throat as he was struck down. At that point, she thought it was over. Lithium, the bastard, would let him go, and then Delacroix could strike from behind... She watched in horror as Rage's throat was torn from him, and spat cruelly upon the earth. She couldn't handle such a sight anymore. Roaring in absolute fury, she burst from the spot she'd been hiding behind, and leaped at Lithium, fangs bared, jaws gaping for his throat. What right had he to do that? No right. They'd taken everything away from her. Everything. "dialogue."

[Lithium]

I think it became more of a point that he was just so young. A 6 month old probably would not have it in them to kill another wolf and he probably does not have strong enough jaw muscles yet. :Shrugs: I dunno though...

Frankie if I need to change anything let me know.

Who gave Lithium the executioner's axe? No one but himself, he had taken it into his own paws that Rage's life needed to be ended, he had judged his crimes and found there was no other punishment fitting. It did not bother the tawny male to take the life, yes, he had seconds thoughts about it but they were pushed aside as soon as he remembered the face of the she-wolf in the desert.

From his right a scurrying of paws and an fury could be heard. Lithium's body still pumping adrenalin through his veins and his instincts on high it all happened so fast. The wolf dropped as his head turned to see the blur of a she-wolf coming his way. It was Delacroix, but Lithium hardly had time to notice who it was, his eyes were fixed on the hungry teeth bearing down on him.

Having ducked as soon as he heard movement his center of gravity was already low and his body was set for another attack. It was years of training, years of war and battle that allowed Lithium to be so exact and keen on what he was doing. It was unfair really, a trained fighting machine against a lone she-wolf, but that was not on Lithium's mind. All the tawny male seen was a threat to his life leaping towards him. Delacroix's jump had been her downfall, had she kept her body low Lithium would not have been able to slip his body under hers. He waited until she was nearly on top of him, his head turning so that his jaws were near horizontal as the She-wolf started to come down. In an instant of fury Lithium kicked off the ground, his jaws opened and he aimed for the soft tissues of the wolf's neck, he'd end her life the same way he had taken Rage's. It would be quick, and Dela had no where to go, she could not change direction in midair she was on autopilot. The brute only had to catch her throat some where between her collar bone and where her head met her throat.

Lithium would squeeze, he'd force his teeth together, eager to taste blood and end this silly war before any more blood was shed. It was ironic how life had to be taken in order for it to be saved. When he was sure that the life of the she-wolf was gone he would easily set her body down. Now, he had two bodies to worry about.

"Fire, Fire, Fire!"

[Bohemian]

Just gonna add my two cents in. XD (it's not really necessary, but I think it should happen?)

Bohemian Yahn, born and raised a patriotic Adegan boy. Sashaying his way out of the urban jungle, which was long since extinct from the foreign builders, the boy began to run forward - bounding forward and letting himself meld with the wind with a sparkling childish facade. It was a day where the scar over his eye didn't burn, and the smile on his face threaded youth throughout. The atmosphere parted ways for him as he barrelled through across the desert, each footfall swift and quiet as he let out a rolling laugh from his maw. His run was becoming more and more cherished, though he had nobody his age to share this run with, he was still happy to throw his caution to the wind and just let himself run out - nothing to worry about.

Snarling was heard in the distance, and as he came up to the scene, he crouched in the brush where he could see the large black wolf and what looked like Lithium. As Bohemian lashed his tail a bit and kept crouching, his blue eye's began to become more sad as he noted it was Rage and saw Delacroix face off with Lithium, the alpha took the two down with the prying eyes of the young lad. Looking at Lithium drop the dead female on the ground Bohemian hesitated before he stood up and waded through the brush, the happy-go-lucky face turned into a sad, thoughtful grimace as he looked at his own kin's blood on the ground. At the moment, Rage had a lot more in common with Bohemian than ever before...

Looking to Lithium sadly, he blinked and walked over to his uncle slowly as if the dead wolf would grow warm and snap out at the boy. Hesitantly, Bohemian licked his uncles head and closed his eyes before he murmured: "I wish you could have been a good factor in my life. Be safe, wherever you are going." Bohemian's forgiving words dropped heavy upon the atmosphere before he pivoted and looked to Delacroix, and with nothing to say to her, he let his gaze rest upon the Adegan Alpha, this wasn't the first death Bohemian had seen by an Adegan Alpha, nor would it be the last.

Bohemian was in a mild shock, he wasn't sure what to say to Lithium, or what to do other than provide his help and his loyalty despite the slight sorrow that poured into his soul for the death of the uncle. Though Rage had provided no good guidance to Bohemian's life, he remained an impact and a reminder of the evil the world could put on a good wolf. Bohemian wished that he could have had a good uncle to count on to be the father he never had, or to be a friend, but neither wishes were fulfilled - his uncle only wanted to kill him and his pack, and Riya.

"Lithium..." His voice came out hoarse, before he cleared it slightly, "Sorry, I was going out for a run and..." Bohemian didn't dare continue with his words due to his composure. Waiting on being answered slightly, Bohemian felt more like an insolent pup than anything, he didn't understand quite why he couldn't have a good uncle, and the words of his brother haunted him. 'You're just like him, hurting the innocent.' Nearly choking from the thought, Bohemian ground his teeth together with the anguished look upon his facade and attempted deep breathing until the heavy silence was broken by Lithium...

"speakening"