Rina was cautious as she approached the edge of Erenyx border. She had heard many things about this pack. One such story had been that the Alpha was one of the cruellest inthe world. However, this did not deter Rina. She had been raised with a dark past, and it had made her into the cold hearted killer she was today. Her brown eyes were empty and dark save for the occasional flicker of neutral curiosity that flashed through them.

She licked her muzzle lifting her muzzle to sniff the air. She allowed her tongue to linger on the scar on her muzzle. She remembered the feeling as the lions claws had slashed her muzzle. She had felt the claws of death sinking into her, but she was here now. She had killed the cougar mercilessly. She shivered remembering how her fangs had torn into the cats throat with a viciousness she had never known.

She shook her fur to rid herself of the memories. Now was not the time for that. Right now she needed to focus. Pointing her muzzle she howled. The note held longer than she normally would have held it, hoping perhaps someone would hear her call. She knew that if she was accepted today, there would be no returning to her rogue nature. Her loyalty would be soully to those of the pack. She would not rest until she had proven herself to every single wolf that she was loyal through and through.

In all of his years of life, he had been such a trickster. It was common of him to do such a thing, and he enjoyed it. It was much more fun than anything he could think of. He had stolen countless prey with his lies and trickery. It was always a challenge to himself just to see how cunning he could be. Having been a wandering wolf for so long, he decided to make a little bet with himself. It would be interesting to see how far he could push his limits. What was the one thing that was totally taboo? Completely off the trees insane? Why not try to pretend he was a pack wolf and accept one into lands which did not belong to him? The lone wolf smiled in the sheer thought of such an idea. What if it really worked? It may get said wolf killed, but for the point of his own entertainment, he would definitely do it. The large brute would now have to decide which pack he would terrorize. He liked the females in the Erenyx pack he had met, Fel was interesting in her own ways. But the wolf of Helidos was such a strange one. At the last moment, he made his way for the borders of Erenyx.

Smelling the boundaries, he could tell the invisible line was prominent in this place. The territory was obviously ran by a male, very dominant. As he approached, he heard a call coming from the far north. His ears perked atop his skull and his green eyes saw through the trees. A wolf was there. Carefully crossing the lines of the border, he walked in the Erenyx lands. It was a strange feeling, knowing he was in a pack. But not actually a member of it. He walked close to the wolf, smelling the scnets around him. He could barely differentiate between what belonged to who. They were so new to him. Curling his tail over his spine, he made his way to her. Coming through the brush he snarled at the fae. "What are you coming onto my lands for? Who do you think you are?" he snarled at her.

Rina turned her head to the new comer as he approached. His immediate aggression was convincing. His position obvious. However, her eyes merely held boredom as she sat back on her hunches. She knew a rogue when she saw one having been one for well over 3 years. This was a game to many a rogue. To confront and turn away possible members to a pack. A game she herself had played many times in her day. She slowly licked the scar on her muzzle as she curled her tail tightly against her thigh. If it was a game the male wanted to play it was a game she would be more than happy to play along with.

"My sincerest of apologies sir. I was unaware that I was so close to your territory. I have come in hopes of... making peace with the pack here." she stated calmly and even dipping her head in a feign of respect keeping her eyes locked on the male. "I have traveled far, and request acceptance within this pack. I have little to offer, save for my fighting ability and the knowledge I have acquired in my time as a Rogue." As she said this she rose back to her paws her eyes narrowing. A clear message that she knew exactly what he was doing. This male thinks to make a fool of me outside the pack I wish to join? No, this rogue is not aware who he is playing with.

"Well miss, you have found the lands of Erenyx. I, Alpha Desmond..." he said. I really like the sound of that... he thought to himself. "And we are in need of more wolves. I have been in charge of these lands for so long, as I killed my own father to take them over. We do not play your childish games you might have as a Rogue, for only Rogues are fools in the real world. You think it is smart to be living alone and roaming the woods as if you have lived here your whole life? You are lucky a bear has not found you yet and started to feast upon your intestines. No wolf could ever survive as a Rogue for any long period of time." Desmond made his voice deep, trying to sound as authoritative as possible. He knew what he was doing, mimicking his own father. His tail hung high over his body, never moving or swaying. His eyes glared to her as he started to snarl more. "You must not know who you are dealing with... Are your ears clogged with years of wax build up? I am Alpha Desmond! This is my home and if you wish to join this band of reckless neanderthals, then I suggest you bow before me. Grovel at my paws and lick the scum between my toes. For I am Supreme Ruler of these lands and if you do not, I shall kill you myself. I will make it so painful you will beg for it to come faster. And then, when you think you are on your last life, I shall allow you to just lay there. You will pass as a beacon to all wolves who wish to start trouble. They will see your carcass and choose another path, one less dangerous than the one before you!" Desmond was filled with a fake aggression. His words came out like thunder on his lips and his eyes burned with hatred. It was an enjoyable experience and soon he knew he would be on his way again, going about his business.

"Yes the Erenyx pack I see. Alpha Desmond... hmm. Intriguing however, I must have wrong Erenyx Pack then. For I have heard the wind and trees speak of this land. Just as they whisper to me now of the trickery in my mist."
Rina was not threatened by this male. She knew that had he been plain and straight to the point she would have happily bowed before him and groveled at his feet. Only had he been who he was claiming to be. "The tales I have heard from the trees of this place tell of its alpha in hushed tones. One who had never experienced this even in my age would hear the threat by merely gazing upon the territory. You, on the other hand, Sir Desmond was it? Have done little to impress me. No threat rolls off of you. Nor is your fur the onyx of the Alpha Demon they call Teren. I wish no longer to play your pointless games. My life as a rogue, I have chosen to end and I will place myself into the hands of no one but the members of the Erenyx pack. You do not have there scent so I suggest for you to leave this place. Tis not safe for a rogue of your... caliber to suggest such treachery on the borders of a pack such as the Erenyx and I would not dirty myself by my first impression being my interaction with one such as yourself. You are beneath me." Rina told him simply her eyes sipping back into that neutral dead gaze. She no longer wished to entertain the brute and therefore turned away. Pointing her muzzle she howled again to the Erenyx pack. She had raised herself above her rogue nature. She would give her life to this pack, and serve it to the best of her abilities. Rogues such as the male had no place disrespecting such a feared pack.

Petite onyx paws crushed flame-painted leaves into the ground, shattering the fragile frond into pieces. Much like stomping out the burning embers of a small fire, extinguishing the soft flames. Gold eyes flickered, observing their surroundings with acute awareness. Ears remained perked high on her head, standing tall to attention, both conveying her rank and listening closely to the noises that surrounded her. Her feet carried her at a leisurely, unhurried pace, patrolling the borders of the pack. An aura of calm, silent coldness surrounded her, an essence of lightly veiled danger, waiting to be revealed. Black from the tips of her fur, to her soul, long, powerful legs propelled her forward at a canter, each making a crackle and a thud as they hit the earth individually. Black nostrils flared as they inhaled the nippy air, along with the musky scent of Erenyx, and the smell of Autumn. As a howl sounded, her head raised, eyes lazily turning in the direction in sounded from. Body turning to follow her eyes, pushing her forward to follow the scent of wolf, and drawn out howl.  Trees and shadows cloaked her in disguise, the smell of many wolves, fresh and stale hid her presence. As she neared the source of the cry, she was mildly surprised to hear two voices, and quieted her steps, ears perking forward to listen in. The voice of the male was familiar... Desmond? The wolf she had met out in Isle De Muerto. The fur on the back of her collar stood up, but she stayed silent, listening quietly to the tail end of the conversation. No sound came from her maw, neutral, bright yellow eyes standing out against a pitch black canvas.

As silence fell once again between the loners, she brought herself to her full height, stiffly stalking out to face the two, though her eyes trained on Desmond. "Bravah, indeed, Rogue Desmond," The sarcastic words rolled off her tongue as  her jowls quivered, hints of white fangs being shown in warning. "However, your piteous display and performance would trick only a pup, or one with no knowledge. You do not amount to be half the male the real Alpha Teren is, and have ended up looking like nothing more than a whelp, in a very dangerous position, invading pack territories. I should kill you, here and now, as your pathetic life is not worth sparing. However, I'm sure Teren would quite enjoy hearing of this, and spilling your blood upon the soil himself." A low chuckle escaped her, eyes boring undauntedly into his. "Now I suggest you take your lazy ass back to Rogue lands before I tear your tail clean off, for your assistance is needed no longer here." With her last words, she showed her fangs fully in a snarl, a low growl emitting. Her eyes flickered to the female standing there, caught in the middle. She could be dealt with later, it was her duty to protect the pack first of all. Her words to the Loner had interested her some, but did not impress her any. Her shoulders rolled forward, hind legs tensing, ready to spring forward if need be.

Standing at full height, his eyes looked over her. He did not care to judge her, for he did not care to entertain the idea he was actually going to accept her. She spoke back and it had seemed she knew more about the land than he did. But as she spoke of the male named Teren, he paused for a second. Almost as if his body was in shock. He had heard that name before, or was it something else? Meret? Carrot? Zeren? He was unsure, but as she continued to speak of the reigning Alpha, the black demon sounded like something of his past. He tried to shake the thoughts from his mind, but he could not. Instead he laughed. He laughed that she had caught his game, but mostly he was laughing at her. She thought she was so self-righteous. He hated that about wolves, especially pack wolves. He had his fun and soon it would be time for him to leave. "Luckily for you..." he was starting to say until the Delta appeared behind him. He turned his head around to see the pack wolf, and his tail hung between his legs. He knew he did not have any authority at all, but it had been fun to fake such a thing. He gave her a smirk, which soon spread to a full smile. He bowed his head slightly to her, showing his respect as he stepped out of their territory. "My apologies Ariste... I must have lost my way to the neutral lands. I shall be taking my leave then." as he turned to walk away from the pair, he turned his head and whispered to the loner. "I can promise you, I would have been more fun than her.." As he wandered back to the Rogue territories, he thought of his joke, laughing to himself. Later he would tell other wolves of such a game, in hopes they would enjoy the story as much as he had.

- Desmond Exits. -

RIna merely sniffed at the males comment as he exited. Turning to the female she bowed her head in respect.

"My apologies on the rogue's intrusion mi'lady. I assure you I was not deceived by him. I have heard of your packs ferocity and did not wish our meeting to be tainted by the company of the male. My name is Rina and I have come to request acceptance into your pack. I am a strong warrior and am not deceived easily. I do not have much to offer accept for my skills in fighting and I humbly offer myself and my abilities to you and your pack. I am at your disposal." Rina stated remaining in her bow. The female was obviously of rank and Rina would not dream of disrespecting her. After a moment longer remaining in her bow she slowly straightened and sat back on her hunches careful to keep her eyes on the females paws and her ears down posing no threat or giving any form of disrespect.

Rina remained silent awaiting the female to speak. She had immediately told the female of her intentions believing it best not to waste her time with mild chit chat. She counted the seconds her eyes remained empty and lifeless even when a slight breeze ruffled her fur. She quickly licked the scar on her muzzle as sign of slight discomfort as she remained silent and attentive.

Ariste eyed the female up, observing her stature and appearance. She seemed to be a Mexican wolf, from her colouring. She appeared to have a decent stature, from her time as a Loner. She held herself low in respect, but did not cower, something she appreciated seeing at the border. She was not something weak. However, she did not view her as anything special either. Her tail curled upward, irritated from the trickery of the Loner, and his invasion of Territory. But she would personally make sure that he would not try something so foolish again. She knew if Teren had reached him, there would be only bloodshed, and no mercy. Perhaps a lifeless body. Cold eyes bore into her skull, shoulders slowly shifting back into place, lips falling over her teeth once again. Jaws closed just with a sound click! As the fae ceased her speaking, waiting for a reply from Ariste, the Delta pondered her words, a silent huff escaping her. Maw parting, she inhaled the crisp air before speaking.

"Loner Rina, know that if you step across this boundary, you will not be met with open paws, nor friendly smiles. Far from it. Chances are, you will be met with brutality, forced to prove yourself mentally and physically. Expect no mercy, as you will receive none. You are to give your life to defending the pack, and if you are possibly so pathetic to fail at even that, you will be killed without a doubt, and I will personally see to it." Her eye fixed on her, though betrayed no emotion, neutral ice. If she did not turn tail and run now, she likely did not belong in Helidos with the whelps. "With that said, I name you Warrior Rina of Erenyx, as I see no reason for you to waste more of my time. Do not fail to do your duties, as you know the fate. I trust you will be able to find your own way to camp." Turning, she said nothing more, leaving the feminine to step over the territory line and make the journey to the center of Erenyx. Disappearing into the shadows, she went to continue on her rounds.