ooc - Raymond here is looking to train, sparring. He aims to teach, and be taught, anyone is welcome, also, it doesn't have to be training, just need him active :p

Raymond stood with his stance broadened as if he were in a spar. His shoulders relaxed as he finally moved, lunging forward and snapping in thin air. He danced around, paws scraping against the ground. His green eyes darted back and forth as if he were actually fighting something. He looked insane, but he was easily able to build muscles by doing this. He sighed and stopped after a bit, shifting his paws in the dirt and plopping down onto a rock. His body dropped down into a laying position and he sat there with a heavy sigh. He shook his head slowly as he pondered exactly what he was going to do. He had missed Naomi, as last time he had seen her... he had been startled and ended up leaving her early. He had yet to give her the pelt of the blind healer, but he wanted to do that before Winter struck. His tail flicked and he closed his green eyes. His head moved slowly to rest upon his paws. His tail flicked slowly into he drifted into a nice slumber. Ears at rest, body easing into a peaceful manner. Within seconds of him being completely relaxed, his mind cleared and he drifted off to sleep. He was needing a nice rest, and soon he got exactly what he wanted.

Small paws pounded against the earth as they moved towards him. His green eyes softened at the sight of two young pups bounding towards him and struggling with each other to be the first to get to him. "Daddy!" The female pup cried out as she shoved her brother, tripping him. He laughed at the view, confused for a second. He shifted and turned to see a beautiful fae with emerald eyes, a smile upon her face. But then her smile faded and horror seemingly replaced the beautiful grin. He turned back to the pups and soon saw them older, fighting in the middle of others. A fight to the death. He grimaced as he lunged forward at a ghostly figure that commanded them to kill each others. "No! No!" He snarled out as he tried to stop them, but it was too late. The female pup killed her brother. The scene changed and Raymond found himself standing over the female pup in a rage. "He was your brother!" His voice rang out, but the daughter just smirked and walked away. Once again, it changed and he was sitting by an ebony fae as he watched the pup fights happen all over again. He watched Chiara, Magnus, Naomi. Everything was bitter... yet he enjoyed watching it. He pitied Chiara, but he still loved the bloodshed. He was a sick freak, and surely Naomi would not love him if he spoke his mind on the bloodshed. He enjoyed it, a smile crossing his maw until it changed with a wolf attacking him.

He woke suddenly. Green eyes flashing open and ears perking forward as he listened. When he woke, he completely forgot the random dream. His tail flicked, and he questioned himself quietly. He had agreed to Chiara that one day he would join her pack, but it was only an idea and he highly doubted that he would unless Naomi asked him to do so. He was loyal to Teren, but more so loyal to Samael. But his emotions were hidden under his skin, a blank slate showed on his face. If he were asked a question, he would answer with what they wanted to hear. But he couldn't care less. He still lay there, lost in thought about what exactly he was.

Head turned slightly to greet the fae. His ears twitched in annoyance but his face held no emotions. "Actually," He paused just long enough to gather his words and stand up to his full height. "was just dreaming of a fantastic spar, bloodshed all over." He half-lied, his words rolling off his tongue with ease. His tail twitched and he rolled his shoulders back, muscles tense as he studied the she-wolf. "So..." He let his emerald eyes sum her up, but before the fae could answer, he spoke venom. "You are the Alpha's new toy." He didn't smirk, but his words were laced with venom that were supposed to hopefully enrage the fae. "Delta Braelyn." He rolled his eyes as if he really didn't care, which he didn't. His eyes danced with mischief. But his body and face showed no sign of wanting anything to do with the higher rank. It wasn't his job to babysit them. He simply stood there in silence, watching her quietly. He had heard the new Delta was Braelyn, he knew it by heart as he kept track of things within his pack. The only thing he didn't know was how the Alpha could place so many... females in high ranks if they were no good. He had only found a few she-wolves to be worthy of high ranks, including Ariste, Chiara, and Naomi. They were what real fighters should be, and he expected that the Delta was simply chosen to be the Alphas new toy. He shrugged it off, narrowing his emerald hues to look at the Delta. He shook his head and lifted his eyes slightly. "Nah, you probably can't even be a toy for the Alpha, you look too dumb to do anything but lay there and place sarcastic remarks in the air." He continued with his taunt. "Or maybe, the Alpha wants you to bare his kin... but doesn't want you to be Alphess." His words were laced with a chilling tone, making it seem as if he were the devil himself. He was aiming to get her to spar, but he didn't really want to say that he doubted her skill. Besides, getting beat by a fae in a spar would make the Alpha doubt his skill as Lead. His tail flicked and he stood there, watching the fae silently. He was fully alert as he took in the view, everything was beautifully set. Dangers all about, surely the Alpha would be impressed if he even killed the Delta. He blinked slowly, dismissing the idea. He didn't have anything to say to her, and he wanted to do nothing but rip her apart for the fun of it. He was strong, and he enjoyed seeing bloodshed. Just the thought of seeing anyone suffer made him almost want to smile. His gaze was still on his target, and even though he was lost in though, his mind and body were still ready to either attack or be attacked.


ooc~I guess Raymond doesn't like Braelyn x3 Hehe... maybe it can turn out they end the spar with friendship, ahaha...