Searching for Help

[Crag]

Crag wandered through the Bald Meadow searching for other wolves. He continued repeating to himself what Lobo had said, "The wolves that rule these lands, especially the the four or five black ones, have created a dastardly plot. They are going to wreak havoc, maybe kill a few wolves." It caused him to shudder. He saw a grass hopper leap into the air and he caught it while it was still in mid-jump. He devoured it just realizing how hungry he was, and looked out over the meadow. He howled in hopes that nearby wolves would hear it and come. He needed help to stop these evil wolves.

[Kurl]

Kurl Began scouting the lands, but in a very casual way. No hurry. Paw step after paw step he began to calculate just how many wolves there were in all of the great land of Fernis. How many would maybe get it the way, and only to be pushed down as Fernis re-awoke from his long, dreadful sleep. The large, black wolf's steps had always been quiet, and his scent very woods-like. Making him almost seem invisible and hard to catch. He was the impassive one, the one that never really showed emotions or said much, but also the one that could get extreemley, extreemley well... deadly. Is that a good word for his attitude? It's hard to get on his bad side, but when you do. You never will again.

"The wolves that rule these lands, especially the the four or five black ones, have created a dastardly plot. They are going to wreak havoc, maybe kill a few wolves."

The wolf's words were soft and hard to catch but Kurl like an apparation coming out of nowhere began, "So, these are the rumors that those whittnesses are spreading around. hmmm." He said without much interest. Again, Kurls voice was pretty monotone and lax. As if a large sigh was about to come next. He was so casual it almost sounded like Kurl was just another one of Black-fangs old friends.

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[Crag]

Crag perked his ears at the sound of the voice. At first he thought it was someone who could help, but his hopes were quickly destroyed as he saw the large black wolf that was talking. He remembered what Lobo had said, "The wolves that rule these lands, especially the the four or five black ones."
His eyes went wide with fear. He hadn't thought of the fact that wolves willing to help wouldn't be the only wolves to hear his howl.
He shrank down into the grass. "Y-y-you're one of them aren't you. One of t-t-t-the ones who want to bring back F-Fenris. I know it. I c-can sense it." He said quivering. "Lobo! Lobo help!" he cried out. Lobo was the only wolf he knew in these parts.

[Kurl]

Kurl only looked down at the wolf cowering in the grass. Almost as if he thought Kurl was a sort of demon that had just risen from the ground-- or something to that effect. But Kurl didn't laugh. Infact he was still like a statue and tilted his head. "What's so wrong with Fernis? He was a great wolf. Charished in many ways." But then a scowl peered on his stone black face, "Help? Wolf, you must understand that Fernis is our only help at the moment. All of the packs are falling apart and dwindling away. Fernis will bring them back." Kurl explained. His yellow eyes almost glazed over in boredom thinking he'd have to go around to every single wolf in the forest just to explain the same thing over, again and again. He thought about Ebony, and wondered how long till every single disobiediant wold was perished. Was the Lokotain wolf dead yet? He also wondered which one it was that Krynn had to silence. It was odd for Kurl to talk and, or think so much. But I geuss today Kurl was just doing his job.

[Crag]

"What's so wrong with Fenris? He was a great wolf. Cherished in many ways. Help? Wolf, you must understand that Fenris is our only help at the moment. All of the packs are falling apart and dwindling away. Fenris will bring them back." Crag looked up "B-b-but Fenris was evil. He killed so many. Besides wolves should be free not forced to listen to others." He said feeling less certain. In fact, the more he thought about it the more it made sense. He looked around unsure of what to do. He didn't stand. "No" he said out loud. "I don't believe you. Lobo told me you black wolves are spreading lies!"

[Kurl]

Kurl Sat down and yawned, his eyes turning a bit on the annoyed side, "Yes, he killed those who were a few inches away from killing him. Wolf, listen, if someone, for instance me. Was about to kill you, and you had the perfect chance to kill me instead. Would you?... and cur. How do you know that this Lobo isn't the one the telling lies. Haven't you parents told your not to listen to the tales of a loner?" Kurl practically sighed as he said it. Her was sick of talking. He knew he wasn't telling the whole truth, but at least he wasn't lying -- for the most part. "you black wolves are spreading lies... hmm." Kurl quoted outloud. "Are you judging us by the our fur color. Do I look like the evil type just because of my dark color, and yellow eyes?" The shaded wolf questioned, knowing he had the wolf in like a mouse.

[Crag]

Wolf, listen, if someone, for instance me. Was about to kill you, and you had the perfect chance to kill me instead. Would you?" This nearly caused him to laugh. "I wouldn't kill you. I've never killed a wolf and I wouldn't be able to anyway." He thought about what this wolf said. It wasn't fair to judge this wolf by the color of his pelt. In fact Crag himself had black fur. "Maybe.. Maybe you're right..."

[Kurl]

For once, a slight smile came upon Kurls maw, "Trust me Wolf. You would. Anyone could claim that they wouldn't dare kill a soul. But when It comes to survival, and when your in that moment. instincts take over, and so does bloodlust. No wolf can resist it." Kurls yellow eyes blazed like the sun. "Maybe I am, Maybe I'm not. Just remember your grounds wolf. Just because someone tells you the sky is falling -- dosen't mean it is." Kurl even lifted an eyebrow. He was always good with smooth-talking. Probably his calm features that gave away his job right next to being related to Fernis. It was just, when everybody looked at him. They didn't see Fernis. It was Kurls eyes, every day he'd see his own reflection. He'd curse those yellow suns and wish for bright seas of blue. And they never came. Which over time lead him into being quite distant, impassive, and quiet.

[Crag]

"Trust me Wolf. You would. Anyone could claim that they wouldn't dare kill a soul. But when It comes to survival. instincts take over." He repeated. "I believe that my instincts would take over, but the difference is that my instincts are to run. And as for trusting you I'm not sure who to believe. Lobo is the only friend I have and I feel like I should trust him, but what you're saying does make sense." He looked around and after not seeing Lobo he slowly and cautiously stood.

[Kurl]

"ahhh..." Kurl sighed again, and groaned, "Yes, but you're forgetting. Fernis was a leader. If he ran away from a fight that he could win, he'd look like an absolute fool. Plus, Fernis was only trying to keep his pack together, and they only started to break." Then Kurl stood up and streched his legs and looked around as if preparing to head off, "So you trust this one loner. You've only met him once, and you call him your friend. Oh, lad, that's how backs get stabbed." Kurl didn't laugh, but his voice sounded like it was going to any minute. Kurl just pondered around, "Have you seen any more, insaine wolves that you claim as your 'friend'?" He twisted his neck like his words coming out.

[Crag]

Crag thought about what this wolf said, So you trust this one loner. You've only met him once, and you call him your friend. Oh, lad, that's how backs get stabbed. He looked down. Have you seen any more, insane wolves that you claim as your 'friend'? When he heard this he growled. "Lobo is not insane..." After saying this he remembered Lob's insane laugh. "... At least I don't think he is..."

[Kurl]

"Exactly..." Kurl teased as he started to pad around the young wolf, "Now, maybe he is your...uh.. new buddy. But does this make you trust and know everything about him. Have you ever met his true nature, he may say Fernis is bad only because he is just another loner that wants to rule the forest. And bring down all of our hopes. Wolf he only wants you on his side, but once you helped him to his max...." Kurl made a crackling sound as if it were Lobo killing off Crag once he was finished with him. "Think about it."

[Crag]

turns as the wolf circled him; never turning his back to him. Crag listened to what this black-wolf said. He felt nervous around this wolf, but then again he was nervous around all wolves... Except Lobo... He looked at the wolf and said, "Well, if I'm going to trust you I should at least know your name." He looked at the wolfs yellow eyes and shivered.

[Fable]

"You spreading your lies again, spawn of Fenris?"it was as if Lobo had appeared out of no where, but he was just a few yards away, hiding, listening. He was smiling ear to ear, teeth somewhat bared. Lobo could harldy keep his sanity in tact any longer, he was slowly losing his mind over this whole scheme.

He snarled letting out a sinster laugh as he approached some more, "haven't you polluted enough minds already? We all know what your idiot father had done just to keep his pack in store. Killing many who resisted his ruling,.. "He stopped right there with a smirk on his face, his fangs still somewhat protruding, and some drool had dropped from his lips.

((sorry if this is a bit much, lol this was the best I could do today..))

[Crag]

Crag's eyes lit up at the sound of his friend's voice. "Lobo!" He said. He was glad to see Lobo, even if he was a little insane... or maybe a little more than a little insane. He ran to Lobo's side. "Lobo! I knew you'd come! This wolf is trying to convince me that Fenris isn't evil. I almost believed him, but then you showed up. I was worried I would have to travel alone again. I've been looking for wolves to help stop those evil wolves."