(20:05:51) Nida was wide awake. Hard not to after .. the rough adjustment with what happened. The darkly furred she-wolf was curled in on herself, and this time .. not found near her small refuge beneath the tree; no, she left herself in the open and in the center of the densite. Her front paws tucked themselves beneath her bosom as she vested even farther into her person, bottle-brushed tail draping over her muzzle and sneer scar. Signs of trauma hindered Nida, obviously, as she reflected on thoughts she cannot suppressed; ears pushed back on her head and tail curled tightly as if braced at her hind. God .. that lick, and nearly dying. Wtf.
(20:24:27) Zodiak was shaken, to say the least. He'd swore he wouldn't let drak's tests get to him anymore, that when it was over it'd be over but this was different. It had been quite some time since he experienced the sounds and halucinations. The rushing water, the voice...none of it even made sense to him. He half wanted to ask drak about it but felt he wasn't really the one to understand. Zodi, in a way, looked up to him. He was still young and had 3 males in his life that he can remember, two of which he was residing with. Of the two brothers, although quite rough, seemed the more level-headed of the two. hrmm maybe in time, if drak lightened up on him.. yeah...ok. He headed out from his hiding place in the bushes, stepping into the clearing in front of the den. Gaze set on nida and cautiously he approached her, tail fanning his hocks. muzzle dipped and he applied several licks to her chin and muzzle, migrating the affection up the ridge of her nose to her forehead. [c] (20:24:39) Zodiak: He felt bad that she'd had to go through all this, and at times wondered if things would have been different if he'd stayed with raven that day. He was glad to be here but guilt has a way of making you rethink your decisions. "I'm sorry" he whinned pressing his forhead against her cheek.[d]
(20:48:41) Drakov: It'd been far to pleasant a day. Far.. far to pleasant. Pale monstrocity had taken to a good hunt, a chance to run and lash out in a far more pleasant way. Pure enjoyment! Adrenaline pumped, gutteral growl forever present deep within in chest but he never made a sound. Nono. He had to contain himself until food was obtained, and delivered! No need to screw up the hunt and beckon forth unwanted company, right? With fawn in tow, the russian beast returned to domain. Bloody trail marking his path, as paws shuffled awkwardly around the limp dragging carcass. Sights first fell apon the brown yearling, nub of a tail wagging behind him! How strange.. He looked liked a fucking puppy trying to bring it's owner a tug toy that was far to large to carry! Why? Well because he finally had some high hopes.[c] (21:08:35) Drakov: He was under the impression recent events had put things in motion. Warped some minds, and that a certain couple were finally handled. Let's just see if he were right! Obnoxious as it were, carcass was jerked forward towards the duo once distance had been killed. A good violent shake given, before that pint up growl finally decided to release it'self. Violent sounds echoed out with each shake, seeming to thoroughly enjoy his childish antics! With little warning, solo play soon enough turned to assault. Fawn was dropped in place of alternative toys! A clack of fangs dished out at Zod's frame. Though.. He didn't hold his usual viciousness. Front paws reared to wrap around the bastard, as wide maw mouthed away at the brute's face if possible. See look. Drak could be a fun dude! Once he was under the impression you would bow to him appropriately. Harhar.[e]
(21:11:19) Yusef yawned as he woke, toddling out of the den on dirty little paws. Cinn had done a good job of cleaning most of his body, but those little feetsies were filthy. He blinked at the bright light, harsh considering the dimness of the cave, but his sight adjusted. The adults were of no concern to him--not today, anyway. Or, rather, not for the moment. You see, he found something entirely far more amusing--a dead bird! Wow! Look at it! He wandered over to the feathery little corpse and poked at it with a par before picking up a stick in his mouth and jabbing at it. Was it edible? He was soooo hungry... He decided it couldn't hurt! He leaped forward and attacked the bird corpse. A mouth full of feathers wasn't delicious at all...but hey, there was some meats in there! He blinked up, watching as Drakov shook around his fawn..and so he picked up the bird and swung it around, mimicking. NOMNOMNOM.
(21:19:26) Nida's head jerked at the feel of tongue across chin and muzzle, and thinking the worst, her lips spastically moved. However, the scent registered in her mind and the fur about her hackles smooth mid-act. Ears tucked back still, Nida pushed forward her head to nudged directly in the male wolf's face in the heart of the silence. " We did our best," she sounded small and vague, not remotely close to her wonted voice, probably from near-drowning. Face goes aside in order to glance toward the approach of footfalls ears picked up and then the fawn, her voracious appetite not in the least piqued in regards to hunger. Tail tucks naturally. One ear swung back from the sound of dismemberment going on at the mouth of the den, and spares a glance -- and stare, before turning back around to see a flagrant white marshmellow charging straight toward she and Zod. " sdkfsifsodif" basically, scrambling on her feet and floppily stumbling back, legs twisting in themselves awkwardly. Hng.
(21:34:26) Zodiak Zodiak whined softly at her words, rubbing forhead against the spot where it contacted nida's cheek. This is all he wanted, and he'd struggled so far to get to where he was. Trying to be bold and brave, at least against the one who was more dominant, wasn't working. A new tactic fluttered into mind, one that seemed more logical. He could still protect nida by following drak. Heeding to the brute to tame his madness would in turn keep aggression away from her. It would be difficult, the boy didn't know it but alpha ran in his blood, if it hadn't been for the loss of said alpha pair zod's life would be completely different. HE would be completely different. Head twisted to the side as movement was heard. Drak's approach had him fanning tail against rump again, single ear lowered and muzzle dipped. He watched him and took a step back as he went all crazy town on the deer carcass. Pretty sure its dead dude. Studying him, zodi couldn't quite figure out what was going on.[c] (21:34:36) Zodiak: He seemed...happy--for drak anyways. That is until he was lunging at him. Lip curled instinctively but no sound was made. Zodi stumbled back as nida did but didn't get far as drak had wrapped paws around him like some minature polar bear. It didn't seem like he was trying to attack him, but that could change at any moment knowing him. Tail continued to wag nervously as zodi adjusted his balance, shifting step slightly before opening his own jaws to release a playful groan, mock fighting as muzzle was sent in his direction to clack like wooden swords.[d]
(22:14:11) Drakov: Obviously he wasn't in some crazy happy giddy mood, but! It was a pretty big contrast compared to his usual attitude. A side that typically only Vadimir experienced, but now that things were settling into place, why not? Once paws were wrapped around the pitifully paranoid boys neck, and jaws began to collid, that nub tail went back to wagging. Fierce growl echoed out, brows narrowing as teeth aimed to pinch onto the loose flesh of his lips. Painful pricks were all to possible, but apart from that he did no more than stretch it out as he pulled. Only to release and replace his teeth along the boys cheek. All the while paws shuffled, twisting his weight about to knock the boy off balance. Only.. Instead of actually aiming to throw him off his foot, Drak's effort ended in him slipping off from around the male's neck to flop to the floor right infront of Nida. Paws kicked out at the males frame, as head dragged across the dirt. Nipping half-asserdly at Nida's paws.[c] (22:19:07) Drakov: With a snort, pale monstrocity would kick off whatever was readily available. Pushing him an inch or so from both as he shuffled to stand. Someone was a tad to full of energy, a tad to.. Upbeat, today. It was almost creepy, simply because it were HIM doing it. Yeesh. Body shook it'self out, once up and back on his feet. Fawn quickly targeted to replace the poor duo being the outlet of his odd mood. Carcass was yanked into his grasp, body flopping down and paws grappling around the creature. "Avternoo, you two. Is good day, da? 'Ave you eaten?" Tongue would roll across the bloody mangled figure a time or two, before he went about the task of picking and prodding a sizeable hole to stuff himself![e]
(22:26:02) Yusef shook his little head around and with a soft snap-crackle-pop, the birds' wing came free from its body and the body itself went flying, soaring neatly over Drak's head to land about 4 inches away. Yus, with the discarded wing still in his mouth, immedietaly scampered after it, bounding in leaps and steps after the corpse and sliding to a stop to grasp the corpse again and try to pluck feathers free from it, growling as he tried to spit the feathers out so he could get to the admittedly meager meat beneath. Hungry Yus was hungry! Feathers were soon in a pile around him as he worked at his very first scavange, and though he eyed the fawn that Drak had, he wasn't going to go after it. That would be a fight he couldn't win, and he knew better now. His little bootie wriggled in place of his tail since..well, he didn't have one!-- and he bounced around with some pride, taking the bird's head in his mouth and parading around with it. I WILL KEEP DIS.
(22:33:56) Nida strived to keep herself on slippery footing as the two males began to .. play. Oh okay, act like the drowning nonsense didn't take place. The dark she-wolf finally kept to all fours, a ginger wag of her tail provided, head level with spine. Nida eyed the two warily from the sideline, an awkward turtle. The woman stiffens soon as the male flops over and starts to ni-- ow ow, ouch! She starts to lift her forepaws, separately, as he pinched at her toes. Her poor sausage toes. Hnnnng. The woman was conflicted how to feel .. and to go about all of this. Her mind was still processing the drowning, manipulating, and cruel and unnecessary punishment with an assemble of thoughts. Nida watches him come to a stand, tail tucked, and sidled side wise toward Zod instinctively. Next: the bird. She stared at it for a half-second, then the pup, before turning toward Drakov addressing them. " No, not yet." This .. felt .. violating, in a sense.
(22:56:42) Zodiak was bemused at the situation of drak practically playing with him. Well, sparring? Play didn't sound like a word that existed in his vocabulary. zodi figured he'd just go with it. He was done trying to go against the crazy, time to be crazy. Lip was pinched between fangs and he let out a whine that quickly transissioned into a gurggled growl. Once released jaws went back to mouthing momentarily before cheek was grasped and another growl released. He continued to shift and dance with drak as the shuffled about before in what seemed like a failed attempt to knock him over drak was on the ground. For half a second zodi thought he'd fucked up, but the antics kept on as feet extended toward him so he reciprocated with playful nips to the mans toes; chuffing and dropping front end as he did so. as attention turned to nida zod was lost in the moment-- being young had it's advantages. He'd trot around her to the good side of her face and loosely fit his jaws around her head [c] (22:57:11) Zodiak: with a playful growl. It was only for a moment that he held on before he'd let go and give her several licks to her cheek, turning attention back to drak. Wow, that was fun, and definately a side of drak he'd never known. He hated him a fraction less now. yay! He watched him grab up the fawn again, lowering his gaze as they were questioned. "Uhm... no, I haven't.." he said quietly between pants. Peripherals caught a stray object that flew by and crash landed. Head tilted and the young pup was noticed in pursuit of the dead thing. Zodi smirked watching him and remembered back to what drak had said at their 'meeting' that the pups needed to do 'somzing' for 'fud'. He smirked, moving to take a step toward the pup but pausing to cast a glance to drak as if asking permission before trotting up to the kid and midst his stride he'd snatch the bird from him. If he held on, zodi would issue a growl and gently tug until the pup released, [c] (22:57:22) Zodiak: if not he'd hold it high above the kid before trotting around him like some game of keep-a-way.[d]
(23:24:59) Drakov: Playful antics couldn't last forever, atleast not with food readily available and a hungry tummy! Pale monstrocity never ceased his wag though. It simply mellowed, dropping to a mild sway behind him. He kept to a fair level of pleasantness, despite noting Nida's tense body. Shrug shrug. Whateva yo. Responses were given a toothy grin, but rather than reply he went about the task of stuffing his own face. No point chit-chating when you could be stuffing your face. He only paused when the little birdy was noted, or.. more so.. Yus's waddling little body chasing after it. Brows furrowed at the sight, lip curling a bit. How long had he even been there? Clearly Drak had been far to concerned with mild play to take notice. Body motioned to shuffled after the heathen, but haulted in his tracks when Zod's frame pushed into immediate view.[c] (23:30:24) Drakov: Pale beast blunk curiously, only to settle back and come damn near close to chuckling out loud. Little snorting nod was bestowed in approval, allowing the kingly beast to proceed with his meal. Though eyes remained quit set on the event taking place. Good good. These children would learn. Even the lowest of the adults reined above the infants. They'd have to fight for anything more. Stomuch nice and full, Drak would shift to his feet and shuffle to Nida's side. Nose poking along her side to inspect the woman further, before offering a rough nudge to her ribcage. "Go eat."[e]
(23:36:04) Yusef hung on like a goddamn shark. Zod lifted--and Yusef went with! All four of his little paws left the ground, and he clung to that dead bird like his life depended on it. He growled and tried to wriggle his body in the air, which only resulted in him swinging about like a fluffy pinata. The other wing finally gave way and he dropped back to earth with the feathery appendage in his mouth, hitting the dirt with a soft 'pomf'. He spit out the feathers, then growled his little roar of defiance. He couldn't fight this stupid..big..brown..loser. But..but that was HIS thing! His feather-thing! His little eyes welled with tears of rage. [c] (23:40:55) Yusef gave a short war cry before barelling forward and sinking those sharp little teeth into Zod's toe! Not that it would really do any damage, but hot damn would it hurt like a motherfucker. And then, rather than staying to fight, he turned and scuttled off as fast as his little legs would take him. Where the hell was he going? He came back with a stick! A stick that was entirely too large, and he dragged it along, then tried to brandish it at Zod, poking at his leg with it. GIVE! GIVE BACK! MY BURD! I FOUND IT, ITS MINE! The little shit poked himself with the stick since he had very little coordination, and rolled back before huffing and realizing his initial plan would work. And then...IDEA! He scurried off, and--risking more damage--grabbed the discarded thorns and brambles from the previous day, dragging what he could back towards the adults and placing it behind Zod, then running to his front and barking, moving to bite at his toe again to cause him to step back--hopefully[c] (23:41:10) Yusef>> right onto the thorns, causing him to cry out and drop his bird! YES! PERFECT PLAN!
(23:50:15) Nida received slobber and teeth on her good side as a result of nearing Zod's intimate space. But he made up for this little nom with a bit of tongue licks, causing her tail to unfurl from her legs to wag. Then it was back to tucking. She careens her head softly, to gingerly wrap her teeth around his ear and provide a tender tug to his only one, then release. Nida simply watches from a secure distance as the sable wolf goes -- if given the approbation by the great white marshmellow -- and helps the small tyke become a something formidable, built for survival. She unblinkingly looks on as the whelp tries to brain-rack for a technique to fetch his food from an adversary. Attention turns to the nosing in her ribcage to see Drakov and nodding, she moseys off to the fawn and begins to eat her fill. Omnomnom.
(00:28:20) Zodiak shook his head several times as the tiny pirranah desparately held on to the bird. A toothy smirk would be flashed to him as the dead thing's wing gave in to gravity, forcing him to release. Zodi was cross seeing the look of desparation in the pup but he also had just started into his own game of chance. He knew drak was watching and if he was too light on the pup, that may mean punishment for him-- Too hard on the pup.. punishment for him as well. He had to do the right balance to teach the pup something. What the hell was he teaching him; well hiearchy for one, Strategy 2, and hrm.. bravery? yeah drak liked that. The smalish pup cried out and zod perked up some, standing in place to see what the child had in mind. Teeny tiny fangs sunk into his little toe and zodi growled lifting a paw and stepping toward the pup. gtfo with that shit. Eyes followed the pup as he secured a stick and came barreling back. Ear pressed forward and tail arched and boy braced himself as the [c] (00:29:07) Zodiak: child returned to assalt him with a stick bigger than he was. Well thats 1 point for bravery... i guess. Zodi squinted his eyes as his legs took a mild beating before the pup managed to hit himself. A muffled chuckle forced itself out and zod turned away for a moment to compose himself. When he turned back the child was returning with the thorns from the other day. Brow quirked as he watched him oh-so-strategicly place them behind him before coming back around in front. He saw where this was going. 2 points for strategy. Eyes would roll and immediately following the little shit sank his teeth into toes again. Zod gave a heavy growl--a warning-- stepping back and AH! God Damnit! He got pricked by the bush and in his frustration barked out at the pup to gain some space. The bird was released but as it hit the ground zodi was already dropping overtop of it. Head was lowered and fangs were bared to reveal their full potential.[c] (00:29:17) Zodiak: Jaws would part to allow strings of saliva to fill the gaps between fangs, his growl growing ever louder as tail raised and hackles pricked. Tongue licked across glistening teeth, "you want it...?" he growled "Come take it." Heavy bark was released as jaws snapped toward the pup before moving to the bird to chomp on it several times--growling all-the-while. Final test, a combination of Hiearchy and bravery. A simple snatching of the bird would not be sucessfull, now the child would have to think.[d]
(00:43:03) Drakov: Gaze followed Nida's motioning form, though it didn't linger long. Nono. There were more interesting things a foot! Paw shuffled him over, to garner a better view of the spectical, to which ensued a a toothy grin. "Don't be afraid to get'alittle rough." Though his words were clearly offered towards the brown male, he came off more so as if talking to himself. Eager to see a brutal outcome. Don't be shy, there Zod. You better get your easy kicks in now. If this little shit lives to 6 months you're gonna have some healthy competition. Better get on the ball. Tongue flicked acrossed bloodied lips, paws pushing him towards the male and child. Lip would curl, a little growl ushering out in pups direction, enough to give off his point of view. Go figured, right now Zod was cared for more than his own kid. Pffttt. Clearly blood meant nothing in his eyes. Everything was worked for, earned. And while the childs clever little antics had intrigued him, not just this go around but [c] (00:45:50) Drakov: everything he'd seen the boy do, Zod knew himself it took a lot to garner the acceptance of the pale monstrocity. Mucus would spray as beast snorted, but mommentary act of hostility vanished quickly when sights shfited from child to yearling. Nub of a tail would wag. "He does not eat until you sink he deserves to." And that was left at that. Because Drak was going to go curl up in a corner and pass out cuze yo tired after dat dere hunt.[e]