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    Behemoth snorted thru his nose letting Galtarf know that he registered his words, the vulpian keeps close to the human, his gills expand as he is now on alert and ninja mode, sneaking around on his tip toes not wanting to cause and alarm.


    ~Murdoc Trotter McBane~Warrior~Male~38 years of age~3.5 ft ft tall from paw to shoulder~80 kilos~nimble and powerful body~


    Murdoc made a wolfish smile "Sure, but stay in the shadows, wait till we are both in position before striking, don't be foolish enough to attack them alone, they are stupid but they outnumber us, we just have to kill a couple before fear kick in, human minds tend to wander when they are scared and we can use that to scatter them." Hearing another set of paw step, the old warrior turns his icy glare at Jacob "Don't kill anyone reserve your energy, use fear and they will run like mindless chicken" not waiting for a response he looks back at the Leader "Let's go little trouble" he turns and run to the right, for his big size he managed to sneak to the right side of the path the human rubble was walking on, crouched in the darkness he waits for Tepest to get to position while his nose sniffs for dogs and his ears rotating on his head.


    ((Little trouble is a nickname he has for Tempes XD...and about the plot idea, I don't think a 4 year old would jump in to battle, more realistic is that she runs away from them, I men she is a pup and no battle experience XD))

    Hearing the flutter of wings the man looks towards Echo and smiles "Jackpot!" he yells in his head, he starts walking, no more like skipping in glee towards them still in human but in his happy state he trips on a suspiciously placed rock and face plants the ground rising a bit of dust almost kissing it "Goddammit!" he yells and pushes himself from the dirt dusting off his clothes, hopping that the dragons didn't see that. Clearing his throat and combing his hair back he goes for another try, he now walked with a elegant stride starting to shift to his other form. Red scales start to climb up his back, spreading to his face, arms and legs his mouth and nose go forward forming a muzzle with sharp hook like teeth, his blood red hair starts to prolong and go down his neck and back his clothes slowly disappearing, golden horns appear on his head and grow larger, he crouches on all fours when his arms got as big and is legs and his form starts to gain weight and height, yellow claws brake thru the now dragon like paws, his neck prolongs in an elegant way and a tail brakes thru with red hair going along it, the last thing to appear were huge and powerful wings on his back. The huge dragon, that is bigger than the other two before him cause of his experience and age jumps out of the crater with ease and walks over to them and looks down with his golden eyes, the pendulum still swinging from his neck "Sweet, I never knew there were more of us. So where have you guys been hiding at all these years?" he said his voice roaring and powerful.


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    The dragon is a mix between a Western and eastern dragon something like this: [img width=510 height=242]http://th07.deviantart.net/fs7…54395e1f73dd0-d5phnjc.png[/img]


    Just imagine the white scales are golden like this: [img width=510 height=460]http://th03.deviantart.net/fs7…on_by_keltaan-d5hv3q8.jpg[/img]

    Behemoth smiles when his master rewarded him with a pat, following the human he looks around for any suspicious activity, once Flint opens the hatch the dog alien would carefully tip toe inside.

    The man leads the little girl to the couch and lifts her up by placing his hands below her arms, he sat her on the couch and crouches down to be in eye level to her "I hope you like fish cause I just caught one fresh, it will take me some time to prepare it, so feel free to explore around the house since this will be your palace as well, just don't go outside it's cold. Oh and one more thing, if you manage to find a little jingling yellow ball just throw it and see what happens " the man will smile and listen if she has anything to say before he walks over to one of the wooden doors to the right disappearing behind it.


    Shadow will be left alone but she will sense a pair of eyes watching her, tho it won't feel like the dogs eyes but something else, something more curious. But if she looks around she won't see the owner of those eyes.


    ((Dam i forgot to describe what she will see outside the windows XD....Shadow will see a pine tree forest,

    Behemoth grunted in response to Galtarf's question, it was a long time, vulpians were usually left alone after just a couple of months, the mother instinct isn't really strong in his species. Once inside the tree house, he sits on his hind legs his form a bit hunched cause he didn't want to brake anything inside the house, he was clumsy enough as it is.


    ((I have an idea for a little bit of action >D, but that comes after we all fall asleep XD))

    ((Well in that case knock your self out XD...but no body is getting trampled on Murdoc's watch =P))



    ~Murdoc Trotter McBane~Warrior~Male~52 years of age~Wolf form:~3.5 ft ft tall from paw to shoulder~80 kilos~nimble and powerful body~


    Seeing Tempest get in to position, Murdoc jumped at the same time she did on a villager with a sharp stick, being the largest werewolf in the pack had it's advantage as he brought the man on his back with ease, looming over him he brings his muzzle only a couple of inches from the man's face, a loud growl escapes his wolf lips and the man screams, stepping off the man he let him go seeing him run away in fear. "Why are you all running?" a unknown man's voice yelled out further down the road "Would you run when they eat your children and burn your town?" the crowd around him yelled in unison "No!""Then stand your ground you are the last wall standing between theyr mouths and your wives flesh, let's kill them and purge this town from the evil beasts!. For our children!" the crown cheered "Release the hounds, kill them!" Eager barking and howling is heard coming from the path and the barking gets closer and closer to Murdoc and Tempest until dozens of Irish wolfhounds come in to the line of sight, the dogs are as big as Murdoc with mouths opened eager to sink theyr teeth in some flesh.


    Murdoc growls loud at the sight "Stand your ground, we just need to buy a couple of more minutes" he sneered and lunged at the first dog with claws ready. no matter how many they kill, two will run pass them to Jacob. (Thought he wanted some action as well XD)


    ((I've been thinking and got to a conclusion that Murdoc couldn't have gray hair at his current age, so I changed that and now he is older. Oh and sorry for throwing in random people, some players hate it when I take over they'r thread and run my own plots, but I just can't help myself I want to make everything as real as possible XD...if that annoys any of you just tell me and I will try to restrict myself :)))


    ~Murdoc Trotter McBane~Warrior~Male~52 years of age~Wolf form:~3.5 ft ft tall from paw to shoulder~80 kilos~nimble and powerful body~


    As Tempest ran towards the whine he heard, Murdoc broke one of the dogs neck with his powerful jaw spewing blood on his grayish white fur, snarling he slams another dog in the head with his paw crushing the wind pipe. He quickly dashed with Tempest towards Maya, while she was fighting the dogs in front, Murdoc body slammed a dog that had sneaked to the side bringing it down to the ground, wasting no time he snaps it's neck with his bloodied jaw. Murdoc gives the pup a glare with his icy eyes and listens to what the leader had to say, he shook his head "When this is over I really want to know how they knew we were here" he smirked and howled for Jacob to come to theyr position, he turns his grey eyes at the road where the marching angry mob were getting closer. "Oh this will be fun..." he thought

    The deep red dragon flickered his tail "Oh of course where are my manners?' he says shaking his head at himself, sitting on his hind legs he brings his head lower to be in eye level to the smallest dragon, he never did like looming over the smaller folks like some authoroty figure he always wanted to see eye to eye while he talked to them made him feel equal, looking with his golden eyes as if elektricity was running thru them he says "The name is Rubrum Flavis. But you can just call me Ruby, most of my friends do. And you two lovely ladies are?" he smiles.

    The ball fell to the ground making a soft jingling sound that seemed to echo in the house. At first it looked like nothing would happen and the man was just joking, but Shadow will feel like someone is breathing hard, then out from under the couch a white furred ferret bolted towards the ball like dogs from hell have been chasing him, getting close to it the little ball the animal pounced and curled around the ball like when a parent gives it's children a hug, seeming happy that he found it. It then picked the ball with it's muzzle and quickly hurried back under the couch.

    (>D)


    Behemoth layed down on his back and rolled around like he was scratching a itch, when the ball hit his master the dog alien smirks abd jumped on his feet walking over to the elastic material he gives it a "sniff" and pokes it with his hand seeming interested in it.


    ~Murdoc Trotter McBane~Warrior~Male~52 years of age~Wolf form:~3.5 ft ft tall from paw to shoulder~80 kilos~nimble and powerful body~


    Seeing Jacob come he looks between the boy and Tempest "Right now we can't hold them here long enough for the rest to regroup at the boat, they are simply too much for the 3 of us to handle, so our only option is to lead them somewhere else, down a different path and go back while they are chasing ghosts. I go first cause of my big size I will be like a bulldozer carving a path for us to run thru, Jacob you run behind me and push away the rest and Tempest behind you, we run in a straight line line and don't brake formation. You follow?" he snorted thru his nose looking over his shoulder at the angry mob "There are 3 of them. Kill them!" one of them shout and they all cheer rising theyr sticks, pitchforks and torches."No, we should find the den and kill the pups. Why else would they stops us from marching further? it must be just ahead!" another voice yelled out "Too late" Murdoc smirks and dashes straight towards the crowd, trying to get theyr attention, but a few inches from them just before he impales himself on the lowered sharp sticks, the old wolf sticks out his tongue in a mocking manner and makes a sharp turn to the right and goes around the right flak in to the forest by the road, passing them he shoots straight forward passing them all clearly going towards the village howling along the way trying to distract them from the rest of the pack that was down the road with the pups and also telling them to hurry the hell up.

    All Shadow will see is darkness, but the little creature doesn't seem to be there since it's white pelt would be easy to see in the blackness. The little girl will think that he just left, but she will hear the familiar jingling sound again that seemed to be coming above the couch, if she stands up she will see the ferret sitting on it's hind legs on the skin colored couch looking at Shadow with a tilted head, his black eyes observing her in a curious and somewhat cautious manner probably thinking along the line of "What are you looking for?". The yellow ball was on the couch in front of him.

    Seeing the girl reach out her hand, the little ferret glanced at the door the man disappeared thru before looking back at Shadow, he leans forward with his muzzle giving her hand a sniff and then a light lick with his ragged tongue, the ferret seemed to smile with his eyes clearly happy at the girls presence in the house, which was a contrast to the dogs reaction earlier. his clean thick fur will be soft to the touch, almost tickling the skin feeling like silk.


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    Oh this is the look the ferret gave her in the previous post, just without the teeth XD:

    Name: Obsidian
    Rank: Death Note
    Crush/Mate: He is too frigid and headstrong for any emotional gestures, he tends to use his head not heart and usually misses the obvious signs of when a female is flirting with him/ he has none
    History:(optional):He is rather mysterious about his past, but cause of his shady nature animals tend to mistake him as a evil wolf even for a demon and he does nothing to deny that but rather finds it amusing.
    Personality: Obsidian is a quiet wolf and only speaks when spoken to, he is usually found by himself or even talking to the darkness like a lunatic seeming too occupied with his thoughts. He uses his head to find the solution to any problem and is a rational wolf always excluding emotions away from his judgment and life, you could say he is a empty shell with a unusual brain. Obsidian's greatest power is his power of deduction, he can tell more about a wolf just looking at them then by talking to them, so he's been know to simply walk away from a wolf that just wants to talk to him, rudeness is also one of his strong sides. He acts like he is always bored cause there is no one to challenge his unusual high intelligence, cunning, manipulation and wits are his favorite weapons that he uses to mess with the other wolves that dare to talk to him, but don't get fooled just cause he is big in the brains department doesn't mean that he won't spend a second to chew you up if you annoy him.
    Looks:
    He has jet black fur and golden eyes that look like lightning is sparkling in the depths. He stands from paw to shoulder at about 3,5 feet, weights at about 80 kilos a thick muscled and intimidating form which is surprisingly agile, powerful jaw and limbs, his black coat covers most of the scars but the ones that are visible are. A claw mark across his muzzle and left eye, and missing a part of his left ear. His right eye i golden but his left where the scar is is blurry and not focused. A black wolf fang that looks more like a horn hangs from his neck by a leather string.


    Extra (a bit more on my character, if it's too much you can throw it out :)): Obsidian leans more towards the shadows. He can use his birth given powers to shift his form, when shifted every animal sees him different as the one thing they most fear, a wolf fearing fire will see him as raging fire, or a wolf fearing bats will see him as a big bat, victims that have been exposed to this power usually wind up insane and suffer traumatic consequences, but with time they can regain theyr mental stability tho they will always remember the experience of immense fear. He rarely uses this "gift", nobody knows why.


    How he actually looks like when in his demon form:


    ((Oh by the way, I might provide some plot ideas if you guys have none, my mind is a busy little bee XD))


    ~Murdoc Trotter McBane~Warrior~Male~52 years of age~Wolf form:~3.5 ft ft tall from paw to shoulder~80 kilos~nimble and powerful body~



    Murdic ran fast almost to the point of his form being a blur, his plan was to make the villagers believe that they are going towards the village with a evil thought in mind, that way they would have to run back to protect theyr pathetic homes or risk seeing a blood bath once the werewolves get there. His plan was going great, that is until he heard a familiar howl of pain that send shivers down his spine, he skidded to a halt on his hind legs and quickly turned around and dashes straight back, jumping over the villagers who had theyr back turned to him he makes his way towards the young leader. He positions himself between Tempest and the villagers poking her with sharp sticks his posture intimidating and menacing, his hackels rising and the fur standing on it's ends, Murdoc lets out a loud and deep growl that seemed to shake the very ground around the wolf he snaps his jaw a couple of times and even brakes a wooden stick with his teeth, his massive size protecting Tempest from the enemy. "Jacob take Tempest to the boat Now! Howl when everyone are ready!" he barks out in a commanding tone knowing that Jacob was following him close.


    ((WB= welcome back?)


    ~Murdoc Trotter McBane~Warrior~Male~52 years of age~Wolf form:~3.5 ft ft tall from paw to shoulder~80 kilos~nimble and powerful body~


    Murdoc wanted to turn around and see what the humans have done to his friend that he cared for like his own child to know how much pain to inflict on them, but he kept his icy and threatening eyes at the humans not wanting to give them a chance to strike again. Murdoc hears Tempest talk and just seconds before she sinks her teeth in to the man, he will push her jaws away from the man with his body not letting her do what she just wanted, even more trouble wasn't what the pack needed, having human blood on theyr paws was not the attention they wanted, he knew the consequences of that Well with delinquents like you keeping my sorry ass busy, the action always somehow find me." he only spends a seconds glance at Tempest his eyes expressing worry and anger "Keep thy muzzle clean of human flesh." he worded out one of the unwritten werewolf rules that must be followed, without rules we are all but mindless monsters. He then smirks and says "Catch ya later kiddo" Looking back towards the horde of humans, he snapped his jaw and started pushing his way thru them clearly going towards the village. "Oy! it's going at our village!" "It's going to kill our kids!" "Everyone back!" "But what about the injured one?" "Sick the dogs at her" and they all started following the old wolf, while two dogs have been unleashed at Tempest.


    ((Of course it doesn't have to be like that, but Murdoc wouldn't let her do that. I mean she can tear in to the mans flesh like acting quicker that Murdoc would move))

    The little ferret leaned deeper in her touch seeming to enjoy the petting session. So he thought, that if the girl found him amusing that maybe perhaps she would play with him too?. The white furred ferret lowered his muzzle and pushed the ball towards her before looking at her with his black pearls, like he wanted for Shadow to do something with the ball.

    Behemoth seemed to occupied by the awesomeness of the ball to register any words that were being thrown around him. His upper half of his body was on the ground while his rear was in the air, he rolled the ball between his paws back and forth like in a mesmerized motion. Behemoth then flickered the ball to the wall where it hit and ricochet back in to his ape like hand. His face lit up like he had discovered Atlantis almost to the point of worshiping the ball like a god.