The Casa Tree

Not wanting to get wet anymore he announced "I don't know about you guys but I'm going inside the cave!" the brute smiled and ran towards the cave I stood in front of it and peaked inside making sure of no predators in side. It was a good sized cave. He had discovered it when it was filled with sow and it had kept him alive. It was big enough for all of them, but it would be tight. "Com'on!" I yelped towards them going inside the small cave.

Akokisa treaded lightly, her eyes locked on a soft brown wolf. A leader, perhaps. Narrowing her vision, the inky black she-wolf decided her next move and stepped forward. Cautiously, she sat on her haunches and eyed the female. The distance she kept from the tree, which seemed to hold another wolf, was enough make a quick escape provided the group was hostile. Akokisa shuffled her paws, then huffed out a large breath of air.

I stood at the entrance of the cave guarding it from other canids. I waited for the other pack members to join me.

OOC: Hurm, Phoenix, the Casa Tree doesn't have really any caves... it's just a big tree x3

A soothing voice that female held. A warm, yet unshakable, voice. Akokisa gathered herself before the two superior wolves. "My sincerest apologies go out to you both. I hold no intention of harming, nor fighting. Although, I have reason to believe a party of wolves has been residing here, and my only intention is to find them. Have you any information on their whereabouts?" The dark female blinked as a drop of water fell upon her noggin, its liquid body sliding down her cheek.

The shadowy wolf blinked, unsurprised by his actions. "I go by Akokisa. My business, if you could call it so, is rather simple. I hold only hopes of uniting with this crew, if you will have me." She replied. Akokisa prayed her humble posture would increase any liking the leader might have taken upon her. "If you refuse me, I understand. I will return to my homelands immediately."

(Bruno: it's like a dug unheralded growth beneath the treat roots that provides more shelter.)
Seeing every dripping wet I said with a great bark "hey guys come one in. We can all fit but it'll be tight" I smiled at the pack and then piped my back down and curled up.

OOC: Not exactly what I made this topic for, but okay.

The ebony wolf pondered on the question before answering. "I haven't been given a chance to compare my talents with others of our kind, so I can only say so much. For as long as I can remember, I've lived without the company of canids. I suppose you could say I know how to keep myself alive, and possibly others." Akokisa stated. The female knew it appeared pathetic, but in all honesty she didn't expect to impress anyone.

I came out from the selter and joined the pack. "So I guess we just wait" I worded. My ears twitched every time the thunder cracked.

Lunar watched them flicking her ears as she heard clashes of some thunder and the rain drizzling on her fur. She didn't really know what to do, so she just watched everyone else to see if maybe she could join with them.

-Writers block no idea what to do >..>-

He actually did not notice the heavy fall of rain, the loud cracks of lightening that made its way across in a zigzag fashion or the loud booms of thunder that shook the large male slightly, he was not used to such weather.

After a while of plodding along, he finally caught up with his fellow pack mates. A tight smile on his lips as he did so, the male wouldn't say anything but he wasn't too keen on being left behind like that.

I walked over to Storm and smiled at her warmly. "I love the rain too, just not a big fan Of greeting struck by thunder" I said smirking humorously.

With careful, well-placed steps, Gale stalked towards the pack who he knew lingered within the confines of the territory. He was not worried of discovery, mostly because of his sheer size. Green eyes that were flecked with gold kept glancing around to be sure that none had spotted him just yet. Even though he was sure of himself, the Wanderer wasn't a fool. He did not know this territory, not like the others who lived here. Anyone could catch his scent if the wind shifted direction and pushed it towards them. So far, however, such had not occurred. With the thunderstorm that threatened to grow into an even more savage beast, Gale's face was taking the brute force of the wind that was constantly building. That alone gave the male an edge. The pack wolves knew not of his presence yet so that meant he could continue on his trek and show himself when he was ready, not before.

Rain pelted the warrior as he continued on his way, seemingly not caring as he fur plastered to his body. The water proof qualities faded with the pressing storm; it looked like his coat was completely compressed to his skin. That meant the muscles that were honed for combat were seen slightly as they bulged with every movement. It would only take a few moments of finding shelter for Gale's fur to regain its usual summer sleekness, but he did not wish to stop when he had made so much progress. After all, he had been following the wolves here for quite some time now, though they had yet to discover him. A small, devious smirk spread across his face. He would enjoy causing havoc here, there was no denying such. It would only take carefully placed words that echoed among the members for a conflict to arise between the bonds that they had believed to have been so strong.

Soon, he saw wolves between the flashes of lighting. They were all clustered together and talking among themselves, not bothering to see the predator that stayed in their midst. Yes, a predator was what Gale was. He was too cold and too bitter to be anything else like a lone wolf inquiring for a new home. Here, he would only engage in his normal antics; he would earn the trust a few pack members, turn them against one another and then depart with a dark grin. If he felt especially bored, there would be a hostile take over that would leave him in charge. After all, he didn't earn the scars that riddled his body from nothing. The freshest, most current one lay at the base of his back, just above the start of his tail. He had agreed to speak with a previous dominant which had turned into a battle of epic proportions. Of course, Gale had reigned victorious but he had not escaped unscathed. Not that it bothered him.

Clearing his throat, the Western Wind lost his stalking position and walked forward. "Hello."

He was sat by himself listening to the random conversations of the pack; his red eyes causually glanced around the area. Brazil was a beautiful place, no doubt about it, though he still prefered the less tempermental weathers of North America.

Oliver could have easily drifted away into his own realm and stared peacefully out into the never-ending labyrinth. If it wasn't for a deep voice breaking the calm around the area. Forcing the large male to flick a glance towards the male, though he said nothing. One, because the white female Storm had already greeted and warned him about being in another's territory. And two because he had no real interest in acknowledging yet another wolf. The smouldering grey male didn't want to have to show yet another wolf some respect or kindness. Ignorance for him, was just fine.

Seeing the male I followed Storm. I let out a low hostile growl "who are you?!?! And what is your perpuse trespassing in our lands?"

Rain trickled down the female's coat as she eyed the unfamiliar male cautiously.Clearly none of these wolves knew his identity, and Akokisa felt no need to learn of it either. Instead of engaging in the hostile activity shown by the two pack members, she watched from her secure position a distance away. Besides, this male appeared to have had plenty of rough encounters with other canids, and the ebony female had no interest in adding herself to his list.