End of passion play

The silver prince and his pale war-maiden would walk for hours, maybe even days. They were in search of any sign of life. They needed information and information they will get. If waking up beside a woman he knows the name of but had no mental recollection of pissed him off, the fact that he has no damn clue where he is only adds heavily to that. This would show in his walk; heavy strides that leak purpose, but with no real destination in mind.

So, when he happens upon a heavy scent he halts warily. Ruby red eyes gleam death as he peers around the shadowy forests. There’s obviously a pack that has claimed these lands. Any normal wolf would hightail it out of there. He is far from normal and he is on a god damn mission.

Despite the scent, this is exactly what he wants. He would back far enough until he can just hardly smell the many strangers that roam this land and howl. It’s heavy, deep, and rumbling, urging the likes of the packsmen to make themselves known before him.

He has some questions he needs answers, but surely he won’t get his until he answers some of theirs. When they appear, whoever it may be, Alduin — the world eater — would be standing strong. Black masked face woven into a blank expression bordering on irritated, stocky body tall with a proud curled tail falling over one hip. The moonlight illuminates him, paints him a sickly blue, while his eyes seem to glow their devilish hellfire red.
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It was often that wolves showed up to the Nightwalkers intentionally. If it were someone from Elkshire, Caligula would be eager to greet them. Greet them with his fists, yo.

He was disappointed when he arrived and found nothing but a large black wolf.. thing. Caligula was not quite as prejudiced against hybrids as his warlord, but he certainly noticed something being askew as Vengeance had not immediately demanded answers. Suppose it was up to his general to handle the trash, then.

"Yes?"

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She walked alongside Alduin the whole way, stride for stride mirroring power and authority both in heavy waves. Days though it may have taken, she stopped with Alduin upon the doorstep of a reeking packland.
Someone or something here stank. 
with her equal standing beside her, Nyra stayed quiet as Alduin howled for an audience. 

The first man who answered didn't look at all happy, snarl on his maw. Nyra's already raised tail stiffened, but though she had began curling her own lip on impulse, it was more the smell from the apparent Alpha that made her do it. 

The second man who came, seemed a little more reachable rationality-wise. Both of the two were just as gigantic as herself and Alduin, but this was only notable, not worrying.
 
"Aren't you both fine specimens." Nyra purled at first, her sexual side caught out in the open where, currently, it shouldn't have been. 
To the both of them, it seemed...co-leaders, maybe? She spoke more audibly, holding her pose. They were obviously waiting for an explanation. 
"If you have any to give, then we only ask for answers. Where are we?" 
She'd tempt the idea of joining their pack in a moment. For now, it seemed best to try and play mediator between the angry powerhouse she knew, and the angry powerhouse standing in front of them with his seemingly-calmer co-lead.
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They don’t wait long, someone seems to be approaching. The prince’s scarlet orbs flick up to meet the figure materializing out of the darkness. Mist surrounds them and the daunting man’s entrance is one that would make most hold their breath in anticipation. No, not Alduin. He has no fear. He does not fear death and especially does not fear the devil himself — for he is the fucking devil.

This man though, seems to be the devil incarnate. Large, imposing form, thick with muscle. His fur is matted and almost sticky looking — sticky with a substance unknown to the brindled brute. And red eyes just like his. Alduin almost wants to smile, but truly nothing can make him smile nowadays. This man is powerful, holds rank, but is absolutely disgusting. The young Deagon wants to fight him of course. Anyone who gives out energy like that just makes Alduin’s fur bristle at the idea of clashing teeth with them. It’s only a natural reaction, for he’s wretchedly dominant by nature.

Yet, Alduin is many things and, although, they did prance onto this dangerous packs front porch, he is not stupid. He can read the energy of the room. So, when the caramel furred giant begins moving toward him with a look of utter disgust on his face, Alduin doesn’t move. He traces the other’s face with his own blood soaked eyes, intentionally making eye contact. The other shamelessly inspects him and Alduin simply allows it. He’s never been ashamed of his genes or looks, rather he’s the opposite of vengeance; he believes wolves are inferior to dogs.

Still, Alduin doesn’t comment, only hums evenly in his throat as he looks at Vengeance just once more — something else has gotten his attention. Another large male has arrived. It seems this place is ripe with Warriors, for the man boasts many, many scars and injuries that are evidence that this man is to be respected — he’s been through shit and lived to tell the tale.

The other would almost politely question them, the prince would open his mouth slightly to speak, but ultimately Nyra would beat him to the punch. Thankfully he is moderately pleased with what she has to say. And if Vengeance continues to inspect him like rich people taste fine wine, then so be it. He wouldn’t ignore him, occasionally acknowledging his presence but never speaking to him… yet that is.

Alduin would look the heavily scarred man in the eyes, but one could tell he does it with at least some respect. “Yes, we seemed to have spontaneously woken up in this strange place. Unfamiliar from our own.” He hums in that deep, gravelly voice of his. Unintentionally elongating certain syllables and emphasizing others.

He would pause briefly, turning his gaze onto Vengeance so as not to seem disrespectful that he not acknowledge this man as well. “We are both respected and feared warriors where we come from.” The World Eater would have an amused gleam in his bloody eyes as he looks at Vengeance through his relaxed but slightly terse expression. “I’m aware that means little here, but perhaps we could be of use to you. For answers of course.” Hr purrs, eyes never leaving the wild furred male. He offers their services to them, only as long they get an answer or two.

If Nyra disapproves, well, thats just too bad. He knows one must negotiate in the favor of the others court to get what they want at first.
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Caligula had never met a hybrid before, and though his boss sneered from the shadows, the general was curious. Curious as to why anyone would willingly mix species so carelessly, curious as to whether why anyone had let the half-blood live. His tail was shameful, curled over his back as it was. Weird. Gross.

His attention shifted onto the woman as she spoke, purring her words like she may have been part feline. At this rate, he wouldn't doubt it. As far as being a fine specimen, Caligula had to disagree. They were the only specimens, quite actually.

And then the man spoke up, claiming them to be proud warriors from another life. His brow furrowed, and as Vengeance had already declared them unworthy, Caligula only thought to add: "Why are you talking like this?" Was it a dog thing?

Ah, it didn't matter.

"The Warlord has spoken."

They were lucky he didn't send them to Celnes, as stark white as her coat was.

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It seems this is a very tough crowd. 
​​​​​The Warlord isn't budging on them, so as he starts drawing nearer in quick succession, Nyra suddenly swirls on Alduin, looking him dead in the eyes with a look only seen by him. 
Surrender. Follow my lead. 

​​​​​"Dog, huh? You told me you were a full wolf with special genes. Liar!" Nyra roared, hackles raising, tail lashing.
She'd need to make a quick show of this before they both got ripped the fuck apart. 
Drawing herself tall, Nyra growled loudly, eyes wild. She pressed herself into his space, crowding him with the iron willpower of a god, the sheer force of will that willed Alduin to cower down, to turn, to run. She would not...not yet. Maybe she'd die if she didn't prove her worth here. 

"Pathetic mutt, get out of my sight!" she spat cruelly, grinning with murder on her face.
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It seems his dog half is what fucks him here the most. He’s not blind to it. He’s met many who detest dogs and it just so happens the World Eater looks much more dog than he does wolf. How unfortunate for him it seems.

Though, unfortunate must be an understatement for the shit-show he’s caught himself in this day. Clearly, this mottled brown man and his company detest dogs even more than Alduin would’ve thought. Which again, is nothing new. So as Vengeance looks upon him with detest and speaks with a rabid sneer in his throat, Alduin flicks his eyes to the curling of the others lips, revealing yellowing and rotten smelling teeth.

Disgusting.

Even with the threat of death he remains mentally sound and he knows this man is not bluffing. Even as the scarred one pokes his fun Alduin doesn’t even spare him a second glance.

The Warlord has spoken.

The prince would back up from the snarling wolf as a subtle sign of submission, lowering his head even with broad shoulders. “It seems he has. I will do as you wish.” Alduin confirms grimly, but clearly shows that he’s in the action of leaving.

Only then, just as he’s turning around, his companion whirls around to snarl her own teeth at him. A flicker of anger brightens his scarlet ringed eyes and his own lips twitch up at her display. He may not be daft enough to challenge the other two, but Nyra — ooh, Nyra is fair fucking game.

That is until he sees the look she gives him and his mind catches up so very quickly. It’s a gamble on her part, but he sees what she’s doing. The World Eater would shift his ears backwards and back further away as she moves closer, her own teeth on display as she too shames him for his dog half.

Pathetic mutt, get out of my sight.

“As you wish.” Is all he would grunt out, monotone as ever.

In that moment his eyes would flick towards the other two, dipping his head curtly as if to say farewell. He would heed their warnings. Turning on a dime, he would begin his walk away from the badlands he’s found himself in, curled tail bobbing atop his hips as he does so.
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"What in the actual fuck," Caligula replied, his voice distressingly calm despite the vulgarity. Perhaps he was the most diplomatic of the two leaders gathered, but that certainly didn't mean he was going to pass up the opportunity to amuse himself.

Vengeance said nothing, merely gave him a look of questioning. Caligula furrowed his brow and turned back to the woman, clearing his throat. "You've the scent of hybrid all over you and somehow believed the man when he said he was purebred? I'm not questioning how gullible are, but also yes I am. That is not a trait we seek here, but perhaps the pack to the south would be more inclined to assist such formidable warriors as yourselves." He shifted his weight, bored, and stiffened up a bit. "Perhaps your friend will forgive your cruelty if you catch up to him." His tail flicked dismissively. That was all, thank you.

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Alduin caught on fairly quickly, but once he was gone, the other two seemed rather on the fence. She should've figured that would happen. 

Turning some, just enough to glance them both, Nyra sighed, smiling sheepishly. Boy, this would take some explaining...the tricky part was...how to do so? The pale man seemed to have caught on to her play, but she wanted to see if this was worth insisting upon.
She couldn't bring herself to lie further than she already did by getting Alduin to bail. Not from fear, but hope and self-preservation. 
"Truth is he and I woke up together. We came from the same place before this world, but in that place, he was my student. I care for him and didn't want him to get killed due to his arrogance, so I did what I did to get him to bolt. Not that I appeared much different, presentation-wise, for which I offer my apologies." She glanced at Vengeance then, not keeping eye contact for longer than a second or two "If you still don't want me here, don't want to test me via combat or anything, then fine, I will leave, but I am pure wolf and I will pledge myself to you if you decide to give me the chance. He will not come back."

Here, she backed off a few steps, just in case the Warlord truly wanted her gone, in which case she meant to exit as wanted.
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The woman fled as the warlord lunged, and Caligula only passed her a fleeting glance as he watched her form disappear into the mist. It was so curious, he thought, that they would show up so desperate to align themselves with absolute strangers. It had bullshit written all over it, large and bold enough that even the one-eyed general could see it.

"I'll admit, I've never met a dog before, but that thing was hideous." Caligula shrugged and turned, eager to return back to Important Nap Things™️.

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