Alpha vixen of the Hell Bringer's was on her dark mountain as she usually was, for her heart and her attitude were as dark as the skies above the mount. He smelled another brute on the terrain so she decided to venture forth, for she and her mate were always seeking new members for their pack.

Heavy pads carried her slim bodice for'ard and soon enough she neared him as he released his call to another lupine. She stood in the edge of the forest, the shadowy depths hiding her as her ebon pelt hid the femme well. She watched as another approached, another alpha, perhaps of a light pack or a neutral, for it was surely not a dark one, for the canid did not belong to her harem. She strode forth as the threatening snarls were released from the former wolven. She stepped betwixt the two for she saw no need for bloodshed unless there be a good reason for such.

What be the problem here friends?

She asked, her salmon tongue slithered between her deathly sharp fangs and the notes crawled from her ebonite muzzle like serpents from hell. The word 'friends' fell from her mouth with sarcasm and as if it was dipped in poision. Optics glowed a creepy blue green as she stared down to two, recognizing that the latter wolf was an alpha, but the darks were to be feared, so she did not show submission. Her cathedral was held up and her tassel was hung high, alphess position as it was meant to be. She waited for a response from either of them, ready to jump or snap if it was needed.

Oh really?? Nothing eh? Eating each other is truely nothing? Aye, what has the world come to.. Well, lets see what we can do here Ice, now work your magic, She thought to her self, though she wanted to explode onto the two for wasting such energy on such petty reasons. She bared silver ivories on the sides of her slender ebonite muzzle. It was not of threatening, nor a grimace of disgust, merely a way to show her displeasure in their behaviors. Wolves did not eat one another unless there be something wrong in the head, which she did not suspect in the least of the other brute who had not spoken to her yet, for he was strong and healthy looking. She didn't know what to think of him, so she kept her distance a bit further than she normally would, not from fear of him, but to protect herself, for she was not in the best mood for someone to pick a fight on her. Someone would not likely walk away if there be a fight with her.

She laid her auds back, but she did not lower her cathedral as agressive wolven do, she kept it high in her leadership position, as was her tassel which hung like an almighty banner behind her finely chiseled physique. Icy orbs stared out to the two lupines before her, and her disgust dissolved away and her sonar retuned to their peaked position atop her dial, and her optics ceased in their glowing. She regained her awe of power and leadership and she spoke in her low sultry and slightly sarcastic tones once again.

Aye, I see. Well it does not appear to be anything for what I see. It looks like a mere petty fight for no reason of major importance. What be thou reason, perhaps the actual one be better than the one I percieve?

She asked, her elequent tones drifting tow'rd the two mascu's auditives gently, each tone pierced with a needle of evil and a thread of hate held the notes together in a sour song. Her pendelum puffed up in distaste, almost as if the words she spoke a moment ago had touched her mug like poision on her own tongue. A low rumble, nearly inaudible, echoed through her burly chest as she awaited a reply from either lupid, but especially the one whom had not spoken yet, the one who'd appear'd to be a fellow dark.

She sneered on his attitude toward her but did not wish to waste such energy as to fight with him. She turne and padded away, a low rumble in her chest, her dark orbs glowed wildly and she headed toward home after dipping her dial somewhat politely and somewhat sarcastically to the other wolven.

ooc: sorry. HORRRRRRIBBLE post. out of time! agh! (going to the beach, last minute posting before we leave hehe)