The Terror Begins

[Kismet]

The first thing to be seen were her eyes. They were the cold blue of her family, shining brightly with the essence of a horrible past. She trotted from the shadows, three other wolves at her side. They all carried the same coat and eyes as herself, looking like bigger versions of Ebony; except Kurl however, who sported a pair of yellow eyes. They all walked into the open, all three stopping behind Ebony at her command. She looked down at the white corpse that lay on the ground, and her sapphire eyes probbed the body, inspecting the injury that has indeed kille dher.

"Krynn has done well," she murmured, looking around the forest. "Yet, it seems that she has left. I wonder if she is able to be trusted." Ebony looked to Desmin, motioning for him toward the dead Yuluku. "Dispose of this," and the wolf obeyed, sinking his fangs into the body and dragging it off somewhere. She would have asked Kurl, but she needed to speak with him, and if she were to ask Blunt, then she was sure that he would begin to eat it.

"Kurl, you spoke to a few wolves a while ago, did you not?" she asked, turning to him. "Where they from one of the packs?"

[Kurl]

Kurl fallowed obediently, not a ripple on his face. He could smell the stench of the wolf, dead already. Too bad the pack did as so much nothing about it. They were too small in much to even notice. Possibly thinking Yuluku had just ran off like she said she would.
Kurl wasn't all that surprised that Ebony wanted a word with him, he just nodded his head and waited for her words to come out, his yellow eyes clashing against hers. "Yes, Indeed. But no, yet they were two young loners. I tried to convince one to do some dirty work for me, but the other. Yes, Lobo, whom has witnessed Tarak's and Takar's death. Yes he foiled deep into the young wolf's mind that we're no good." He spoke, every word in perfect order, "Not to worry. They shouldn't get in the way. The young one, Crag, ran off at the sight on my fangs, while the other, a halfbreed, shan't be a worry to keep in line." Kurl waited for Ebony's response, hoping that what he did wasn't lacking in any skill, but as he saw the tail the Desmond made with the dead white she-wolf, he remembered how Lobo's convincing words spread so fast. Almost like wildfire. "We must thank Lobo, for his stories are making us more feared than ever before. Wolves cringe at the sound of Fernis."

[blunt]

Blunt followed the clone-like she wolf onto the death grounds of of the white wolf. The death that he had whitnessed as the new comer, Krynn had taken her life. He chuckled silently remembering her breathe her last dying breath and her last words to Krynn herself. He then shook the feeling off as if it were nothing and watched as his brother, Desmin carried the lifeless body off. The brute listened to Kurls report intently and laughed a little more. "Foolish pests, thinking they could stand up to the kin of Fenris! I should tear them to shreds!" These words were not from anger, though, they were from pleasure in the thought of tearing them limb from limb, hearing their yelps and their begging for mercy. Now he needed someone to take this out upon. He needed the ethiopian. Surely that would make him even happier, tormenting the poor sool.

[Kismet]

Nodding, Ebony then continued to sit down on her haunches. She gave a warning look to Blunt; stay under control, it said. She then looked to Kurl, nodding her head. "You did well, Kurl. Though if you see them again, I want them killed." she said in a monotonous voice, as if she were talking about the weather. "All who go against us will not live on these lands in peace. They will have to join us... or die."

At the thought of wolves rebelling against the tyrants, Ebony then began to plan their next move. They would need to move quickly before the packs tried something. She looked to Kurl, then Blunt, then back to Kurl once again. She smiled, and it was the first smile from her that had been seen for a long while.

"Blunt," she said, blue eyes meeting his own. "I'm sure you are more than happy to go on a assassination for me."

[blunt]

As a dark toothy smile slithered onto Blunt's face he began to chuckle. Killing was his favorite little habit and he couldn't say no to it. He nodded licking his chops, already tasting the blood that was soon going to fill his mouth. "Tell me, Ebony, who would you like to die by the fangs of ol' Blunt?" His blue eyes met hers, they were filled with excitement, and he didn't want to be let down. Surely he'd have more fun killing while the other struggled for their life. Unlike Yuluku, which really had angered him. Where is the fun in that? There was no joy in not looking into the eyes that held fear, but calmness. "And please don't let it be an easy kill for me, I want to enjoy their struggling...and will this target be a female by anychance?" Blunt licked his lips once more, waiting for her reply.

((Ugh, no muse, AGAIN! Ah well, hopefully it will get better)).

[Kurl]

"Understood." Kurl spoke just lightly, and stood strait the whole time as if he were one of those humans trianed for the army and their little wars. But he looked more calm than serious just there listening to his brother rant about killing. Now Kurl wasn't that type, but latley he'd been quite infuriated by the young black wolf, Crag. His hackles rose a tiny bit even thinking about that wolf. Yes, he'd enjoy killing that one. It wouldn't even take him a second. He didn't care for pain, struggling and fear. Just the thought of knowing that they were dead and no longer in the way.

[Kismet]

Ebony smirked at her brother's eagerness to kill. At times it was an inconvenience, having Blunt so blood thirsty, but at times like these, when others needed to die, when his horrible personality was useful. She could tell her was impatient to know who to exterminate, and she was almost positively sure that once she gave him the information he would rush off in pursuit. This satisfied her.

"I'm thinking that we need to speed things up." she said. "I want you to head to Amithyst territory and search for any wolves. If you see any, kill them." she said.

[Blunt is gonna get killed off soon. ]

[blunt]

The black wolf's heart began to beat faster and faster due to the excitement he had felt. Finally, some action... some murdering. He was just as bloodthirsty as his father, Fenris, which he had enjoyed very much. He agreed with Ebony with her statement. All who who go against us will not live peacefully. They will join us.. or die.

And so his target was set, he was to finish off what was left of the Amithyst pack, if there was anything left. "With pleasure," he smirked, "Should I bring back their bodies/ organs when I return? I bet we're all hungry...I know I am." He turned to walk off to do his job, and he knew he would succeed. (Maybe).

[Kismet]

Ebony chuckled softly, her dark body hoisting itself up as she stood. "That won't be necessary, Blunt. Soon we will have all of the forest to ourselves, prey included." she smiled sickly at the thought of leading her pack through all of the land, terminating the weak and controlling the strong. Once again Fenris's rule will be upon the forest, and no one will ever question his authority again.

Ebony turned to Desmin as he approached, having disposed of the corpse. She motioned with her tail for him to follow, and he once again obeyed. She then turned to Kurl. "Come, Kurl. Your time to kill will come soon." she said, and with that she disappeared into the shadows where she would watch and wait for the sword to drop.

FINISHED