His eyes shine | 'With glimmering sanity' | "Hiding the creature behind."

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Eyes closed and inhaling, the brute relished in the fresh air that flooded his lungs. Now this was the cleanliness that he deserved. Unlike that foul odour he had to experience while among wolves who were boring, this was the aroma fit for someone of his calibre. Just cleanliness and not nose-clogging filth. Inhaling deeply once more just for good measure, a sudden spike of a scent caused alluring silver eyes to make themselves known as his mind registered the owner of that smell. Oh. Oh. His dark maw widening into an unsettling broad smile, a giggle bubbled in his throat before it began wracking shivers through his body as he tried to contain it. Digging his claws into the dirt beneath, a single manic cackle erupted from his mouth before he immediately snuffed it. Ooh, he really shouldn't let go like that. Lightly scolding himself for his lack of control, he managed to lower the sound of his giggles to mere pitched hums that varied in dynamic degrees. He was so dreadfully pleased with the fortunate location he had found himself in. Not only was it clean, but it belonged to someone oh-so-dear to him. His mind purred, 'Big brother Teren. It seems we'll meet again.'

Releasing one final hum of a giggle, he moved further into what he believed with the territory. His pace was steady and of a moderate speed; his old bones weren't as lively as they used to be, but he was still a fit old man. Standing in the dim light of the trees, he tilted his head to the sky and let out a ringing howl. That should give enough indication that he was here to torment have some fun with his sibling. 'Oh, what fun we'll have.'

ooc: Short, but gets it done.

His eyes shine | 'With glimmering sanity' | "Hiding the creature behind."

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Humming a soft tune to himself, Baritos entertained himself by prancing around, leaping in random directions. He looked childish, but he hardly cared about appearances, knowing that his looks and personality did more than enough to make it up. A giggle. Swiping his paw against the dirt, he sent a dust cloud flying, messing the ground beneath him. He continued, pulling the new sprouts of spring, occasionally dislodging a few of them. Waiting, waiting, more waiting. His brow furrowed just the slightest as he thought to himself, 'If no one is coming, there's no point in staying.' He abhorred being delayed and if someone didn't appear soon, he might as well leave.

Counting to five, he accentuated the countdown with a pop of his lips. "One." 'Pop.' "Two." 'Pop.' "Three." 'Pop.' "Fo-." He stopped abruptly as a figure made itself known in the shadows of the trees. Sighing, Baritos tilted his head, trying to make out who it was. And to his immense delight, it was a face he missed dearly. 'Well now, if it isn't Lyo-bear.' Keeping silent as Lyonitus began what Baritos believed to be his generic welcome, the hilarity of the situation was already causing cracks within his expression. Eyes alight with glee, his body shook with barely contained laughs. Oh, if Lyo-bear could see himself. 'Open your eyes.' The fearsome Alpha Teren. A high-pitched chortle escaped him and right after, his brother finally recognised him.

Smiling coyly as Lyonitus expressed his joy at seeing him, Baritos raised his eyebrows for a split second in a teasing manner. Eyes taking on a kicked puppy look, he pouting, while complaining petulantly, "You thought me dead? That's so mean of you, Lyo-bear." He maintained his pitiful expression for another few seconds before his lips curled into his signature manic smile. "Wonderful to see you again, dear brother." He paused for a few seconds before deciding to answer his brother's queries. As he began recounting, his smile died into an unimpressed scowl, "You know me, Lyo. It's hard to find anything worth remembering these days. Life's been boring as far as I'm concerned." A smirk garnished his handsome face at the inquiry of his 'conquests', tilting his head, he continued, "My my, well, there were a few eager ones who were particularly taken with me," he muffled a giggle at the thought, "but they weren't anything to get your tail wound over."

When gestured to enter the territory, his expression became that pleasantly suave character once more and he stood beside Lyonitus. "So, how is our darling fearsome older brother? Have you been keeping him on his toes?"

ooc: Nyeeeh..

His eyes shine | 'With glimmering sanity' | "Hiding the creature behind."

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Baritos' grin never dimmed as his brother told him his reasoning for assuming his death. There was no way he could deny that he did indeed, maintain a 'healthy exercise' routine while away. At his age, his health had become extremely important to him and thus he maintained a system where he would hold sessions with willing females. His tail began to wag with anticipation as the idea of becoming a two-wolf team of destruction with Lyonitus thrummed within his mind. 'Yessss, Lyo-bear.' His eyes flashed excitedly as he pranced beside his brother. "Of course."

When Lyonitus gave his response to Teren's well-being, a body-wracking cackle erupted from his maw, echoing in the silence. Sated? Ohh, Teren was never sated. He barely managed to hear the following words, raising a brow at Teren's deeds so far. It seemed that his elder brother's hunger for power was unsatiable, ironically put. Cocking his head to the side, he purred, "It seems we'll be getting another batch of nephews and nieces." and while uttering underneath his breath, almost completely masked from Lyonitus' ears, "And hopefully these ones don't run away." Finishing, he smiled wryly as he waited for the next part of his 'initiation'.

It wasn't long; a few minutes actually, when another figure suddenly entered his peripheral vision and he abruptly cut off whatever he was going to say. His breathing became sharper as his concentration peaked. Teren. Keeping his posture firm, he made no notion of submission, although he spared a bow, far too gracious than he would have liked, towards his elder brother. Teren then proceeded to justify himself, meaning that he heard almost every word Lyonitus had said. His jaw muscles clenched at the demotion, fighting back an ugly scowl. As Lyonitus was dismissed, he whispered, "I'm sorry." revealing the little compassion he had left and directing most, if not all of it towards the only brother he cared about.

And now, he was alone with someone that, he detested to admit, could hold his life in his paws. It was common knowledge that Baritos wouldn't live in a one-on-one fight with Teren and he certainly wanted to avoid such a situation. After all, there was just so much catching up to do. Hiding his discomfort behind his sardonic smirk, he exhaled before swiftly replying, "Fate herself, brother--Alpha Teren." The other male's title was a sour taste within his mouth but he swallowed it along with his pride, hoping to appease the brimming anger within his brother's green eyes. "I was out in the great big boring world, living out my adult life comfortably. Mind you, though not particularly enjoyably. There's not a lot out there worth looking at, much less to experience." 'Not like when we were all together oh-so-long ago, when you were my source of entertainment.' He huffed a laugh, before continuing nonchalantly, "In all honesty, I wasn't expecting you of all wolves to be here. So, it was a complete coincidence that I found myself where all of my brothers would be."

The dark male paused, his expression placid and eyes not really gazing anywhere. Did he really want to be here? Would this place be the same as the pack he had left? Would he risk it? 'Lyo-bear's here. Remember that. Remember just how fun you could have.' Well, that certainly was a plus. Thinking of the guaranteed foolery he would have with Lyonitus was enough to have a smile curl upon his lips. It was settled, he would stay here...until there was nothing left for him to reap and fill his basket of desire. "So, are you willing to unite us all once more?"

ooc: c:

His eyes shine | 'With glimmering sanity' | "Hiding the creature behind."

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Baritos' expression was one of disappointment as Lyonitus left, but he chuffed once in their secret code, masking it as a cough. "Affirmative." was the most accurate interpretation, although other translations such as "Of course." and "You're okay." were also acceptable in the right occasions. As he was left alone with his formidable older brother, Baritos' expression did not change, however he allowed his muscles to loosen in order to maintain a marginally more pleasant expression. A wry smile appearing, he stared at his brother without a hint of fear within his eyes. They were of blood and it would have been shameful for him to be any less than equal to him. He would acknowledge that he was younger, but it didn't make him any less lower than Teren. Not that the said male would ever allow him to make such a claim. And thus, such thoughts had best stayed unsaid, lest he wished to die an early death.

What did he think of Teren? And what could he offer? 'You're an insufferable damned brute whose regrettable fortune has laid ruin to those around you. But your failures give me great entertainment, so there's a smidgen of respect for you.' If only he could say that. Raising his eyebrows, his lips continued to curl upwards in an almost condescending smile as he pondered his words carefully. It would be a lie to say that there wasn't any pressure upon him but he would make it through. Keeping his tone steady and calm, he began uttering his half-truth, "You are my blood brother, the sole leader of our kin. It is only natural that I have respect for you, especially after everything we, you, have gone through. As for your pack, I can only offer my loyalty, as your younger brother. I do not know what sort of wolves reside here, but knowing myself, they surely cannot be that interesting, considering you seem to be rather displeased with them, even after a war." That was entirely the truth, the younger brute had no intention of making friends, he was here purely for the sake of his brothers, despite not caring for the rest, save one. "I'm a jack of all trades, surely, I'll be of use to you."

ooc: eh