Coming To Join

[Haunted Memories [Vapor]]

VAPOR

The leaves turned softly under her paws, and the breeze hit her pelt. Winter was slowly losing its hold on the ground, and now spring was starting to come, which the dog was grateful for. The sound of the metal part of a collar hitting dog fur sounded, making the female dog jumping. She wasn't sure about this, but she knew that living on her own, was bad, so a pack was the only way to go. She had run into a male dog a few days ago, he told her to go join a pack, so she would stop hanging in his part of town. Vapor didn't know weather to be grateful or hurt that the dog didn't want her around anymore. After all Vapor was just a soft pet dog, now trying to make a living in the wild. She could only hope that the dogs here were kind, and would allow her to join. Though the thought of fighting, made her uneasy, and she hoped that she wouldn't be asked to fight right away. Sighing as she reached the gate of the junkyard, and looked around, and kept her tail down. She wanted to seem like she wasn't here to fight for power, she just wanted a home. She let out a small bark, the tiny voice sounding from her, and she listened for any dog to reply. She sat down, her almost black eyes blinking, but those eyes were really a dark blue, though it was hard to see that.

As she sat, she thought about her brother, Steel, all she could see was the foam dripping from his mouth, and the crazyed look in this eyes. She loved him, and to see him like that pained her, and she wished that he really had killed her. She was worthless, she was a pet dog, trying to find a place, when she shouldn't have place to call home. Guilt nawed at her everyday she thought about her brother, about Bronze as well, how the badger should have killed her instead of him. If only Vapor had been the fool and attacked the animal, Bronze and Steel's life would have been better without her, and she knew it. Then why was she even coming here? She would just ruin these dogs lives as well, she would end up getting one killed. She felt her paws shake under her, and her snowy white ear flicked, and she got to her paws again. This place wasn't for her, she would ruin it like she ruined everything else. Her place was in the ground, with the rest of her family, with her two brothers. She didn't even know if her mother or father were still alive, she didn't even know who her father was.

[Cursed Heavens {Uzuri Grace}]

Two months and a half passed since Dusk had become leader of the pack. The sun was nearing sunset now, getting closer to dusk, the time where his first memories lie and the name he had given himself so long ago. His mother had abandoned him when he was just a newborn. He dreamed of it when he had been locked up in the basement, holding no imagination or knowledge of the outside world. It had been dusk when his mother had abandoned him. When he learned what that time was called he named it after himself so he would always remember what his mother did and remember it was the beginning of all his hardship of surviving. Though it doesn't seem to bother him as much anymore, he has a family of his own, a pack to lead. He has things to do much more than just the average thought of food and keeping an eye out for enemies. Like when the Paladin alphas would return and who to take with him to visit Paladin. Then there is the thought about the Pound, also by trying to keep his young ones safe.

Dusk was on the head of the biggest vehicle in the junkyard. He believed it was called the semi. Axel, the former and previous leader of Morg used to sleep in this truck. Dusk used it sometimes when he doesn't sleep with his mate and children. It's not the fact he doesn't want to be with them, he does, but it comes to the duty of being chief and the fact Zytka is bothered enough already on having six dogs sleeping in her den. Zytka was an old friend of his, used to live together when he was a loner, before this. It was before Zytka went to the forests and fell for a wolf. A lot happened to the two dogs that's for sure since then. More than a year ago now since they had went their own paths. Him, he went to go look for Morg to help them take down Demeron. Zytka, she joined a wolf pack, became the alphess and bore four pups. You have to wonder why she is in this pack now. Well a lot happened since they found each other again.

Envy padded to the bus. Dusk heard his pawsteps coming closer to him. He stood up, knowing what it was. It was most likely another loner wanting to join. He listened though to what the officer had to say first before making any further action. His suspicions were in deed true, another dog has come to join. Dusk asked about the loner and Envy told him it was a female, a white german shepherd, and by looks she is a former housepet. Great, another dog that seeks protection he was sure. Well he can't just not go and look. Besides, its just not him, its more like Axel to not look into loners that want to join. "Does she seek help or to join?" he asked, turning his head half way, his one blue eye looking dead on at Envy. The officer didn't flinch and told him by look she had come to join and even barked to show she was here. There seem to be no trouble so it couldn't be a loner looking for help. If it was than she would be panicing or looking destraught. Well he can't judge her by not looking at her for himself.

Dusk got to his paws, turned and leaped down on the truck's muzzle. His strong body landing on the hood with a clank sound. He turned and leaped down on the ground. Dusk waved his tail as he passed the officer, showing the dog can return to his post with a nod of a head to show he was thankful for the report. He padded down to the entrance and paused at the corner of a garbage pile, hiding himself a bit. The red and golden siberian husky looked out to see the fem for himself. She did in fact look like a former housepet. She looked troubled as she sat there, unsure. Dusk knew she must be, but she came here to join them he could see that. Well all he wants from her is that she devotes herself to this pack and work hard. He doesn't tolerate laziness and traitors.

The fem got to her paws and looked ready to leave, her face greatly troubled. Dusk knew it was about time he made his move and left his hiding place. He padded up to her, his face soft, not as soft as friendly, but as soft as he can. Any softer than that he would be with his mate or around pups. This fem isn't a pup. He looked like a tough guy trying to look friendly but only made it half way. "Greetings, are you here to join?" He asked, since he saw her looking like she was ready to leave.

[Haunted Memories [Vapor]]

VAPOR

The scent and sound of another dog made Vapor jump, her ears flicking. She turned her head to see another dog in front of her, a male from the smell, with a brown colored coat. She shoke her head, at first put off by how he looked, which was alot like her brother Bronze, but after looking closer, she knew this wasn't her brother. Her brother had a deep nick in his ear, and a scar across the muzzle, while this dog didn't. When she jumped, she felt the metal of her collar hit her fur, and make a soundless thud agasint it. She didn't know who this dog was, the only thing she knew was that he lived here. "Y-y-yes, I was." She looked away as she stammered and felt a pang of worry go through her. She knew that she should sound more sure of herself, but she was nervous around this dog. The breeze quickly stirred her white pelt, and she felt a small chill go through her, but then it passed.

Her mother always told her that the dead were the wind, and everything a cold gust of wind blew up agasint you, it was the dead. During this time, she had manged to stop her paws from shaking, and was able to look back at the male dog."I know I'm just a former pet dog, hardly any use to a pack." Somehow while she was on the streets by herself for a few days she had manged to get food, which shocked her. After awhile she sat down, feeling the cold ground under her paws, and the sharp pain of the rocks on her pads. She knew she wasn't a good fighter or hunter, but to her the most important thing was loyalty, and she would try her best to keep them safe.

(Wow Braindead >.<)

[Cursed Heavens {Uzuri Grace}]

Dusk sat down and watched the fem answer. She really looks intimidated and he wondered if she would be of any use to the pack. They need strong and loyal members, as long as she works hard and remain loyal to Morg she would be able to live here. However, if she can't handle that then she would be useless to them and even put them in danger. Yet you can't remain weak forever, Jasmine showed him that by training herself to be strong. When Jasmine was very young, only a few weeks old she had always stumbled, getting hurt and in trouble. She wasn't allowed to play rough with her siblings because of her weak paw, she wasn't allowed to go off on her own, and wasn't allowed to even do anything really because she would get hurt. She changed that by making her weak paw strong and even now she's working to even get stronger.

Callie, a dog a lot like this fem here, even found a place here. Callie used to live with humans, used to be a housepet but she changed by doing what she thought she knew best. Heck she can become a great fighter if she would just let someone give her some tips. He tried that one time when she had been spying on him. She had the nerve to tell him that he shouldn't be on his own because of the first law. Well he wasn't on his own, he had Vance. Like the time she had come to join she jumped to conclusions with him and stormed off. He even heard a while ago that Zytka had met the girl. Zytka was a bit annoyed by her acting like a princess around Envy. It doesn't take much to get on Zytka's bad side, though she won't scream of anger you can see or feel it in the air when they either talk about the liver pointer or see her.

The fem spoke, telling him that she know's she was once a pet, a toy for humans to enjoy on their own entertainment. She said she wasn't worth anything, useless for the pack really... That was it, that's all she said. Dusk frowned and cursed in his head that he allowed that to happen. That is why he won't loosen his hold on his wall and let it down a bit to show emotion because now its easy to tell what he is feeling about this. It wasn't disappointment in knowing she was weak but concern, it was there in his stone blue depths. He got to his paws, seeing as the little girl wasn't going to get her words up anytime soon.

By the looks of it he was going to turn around and go back in the junkyard. His face was hardened and he looked ready to. Yet instead he padded around the white fem and passed her to the outside of the junkyard. He thought it best to keep a distance from the land so none of the guards would see or hear him. Hey, he isn't going to cheat on his mate, he would kill himself before that ever happened. However, its only the fact on showing his much nicer side. Because of Anastasia his wall isn't as strong as it was before he met her. It's a problem when around dogs that are like this fem. He said before about his wall, to tell the truth even full up there would be a twitch of emotion because it would take all his power to keep the wall from breaking down. In a case like this, if he remained in the open everyone would know how weak his wall has gotten. He could just think about it, the whole pack charging and trying to break it down, it would be smashed to pieces, unrepaired ever again. Everyone would see how a big softy he is and that's something he doesn't want to happen.

It's a good thing too that there is an ally around the corner near the junkyard. Long ago they found that this was where the Paladins had gathered right before the raid. He found it baffling that no one saw them here when they could be easy to see. It would be impossible if they were hiding from the huge garbage box but no they didn't by the scent marks. They tested it a bit after the raid, leaving some of the Morg's right on the spot where the Paladins were in the brick of night. The Morgs couldn't see them in the ally. Since it was close dark now, it would be good enough and a good distance also. He turned his head halfway to the fem, one eye on her. "Come with me," he half ordered and half asked. He slowed his pace, ears pricked to make sure the fem was following. At the spot in the ally Dusk stopped and looked up at the stars, the sky was black and the edges were maroon. Twilight was up and it won't take long for it to end. He waited for the white shepherd.

[Haunted Memories [Vapor]]

VAPOR

The white female sighed, but again manged to keep her gaze on him. She had told herself that if she couldn't make it in a pack in two weeks that she would leave the pack, and spare what ever alpha she had the burden of having to kick her out. She watched the male, trying to read his body as best she could, but she somehow missed the look of concern in his blue eyes, but that could have been a good thing. When he turned looking like he was going to go into the junkyard, she started to bow her head to show that she understood, that she wasn't welcome here. However, when he turned and didn't enter the junkyard, and instead passed her, she flicked her ears, and followed him.

She could feel the coolness of the stone under her paws, cool her flaming pads from her long trip over here. When he stopped in an alley she looked up at the stars, just like he did. It was something she always did as a pup, wondering what it was like out here as a wild dog. The stars always seemed to bring her peace, and she felt like her brother Bronze was always looking over her from the stars.
She gave her pelt a shake, before she turned her eyes to the dog in front of her. "The names Vapor, sir." She knew that once she started to get used to these dogs, more of her temper, and other parts of her temperment would show.

Her blue eyes flashed for a heartbeat, and for a little bit her mind went back to her brother, her dark brown brother, who had splashes of white in him. When her mind came back, she spoke, "You know you kind of look like my brother." After that though, she looked away for a heartbeat, scared that she might have offend the dog. After awhile she sat down on the ground, her mind slowing down, and she was able to think things over.

[Cursed Heavens {Uzuri Grace}]

The fem introduced herself as Vapor. A nice name, it fits her nicely. Though he wondered what it means, names like that have meanings. Like Zytka's name means a red rose. Well the meaning of the name wouldn't matter right now in this spot. Now, away from his pack, away from witnessing eyes they won't see him showing off his emotions. After this though he has to make sure Vapor won't tell anyone, if she does its over for his reputation. If not his pack knows then it might be the loners. It would eventually spread to even the packs about him and would harm everyone to get to him. It's easy, you hurt someone he loves and he would break apart. It's the only thing he fears. Dusk isn't afraid of anything, isn't afraid to stare at the devil in the eye, isn't scared to fight to the death or face a hundred daemons alone. He isn't scared of anything but getting hurt by love. Though it did happen to him once when he tried to make Anastasia promise something that he knew she wouldn't be able to keep. For almost a month she had went without talking to him and he had missed her so much because of it. Because of that fear he even left the human family he cared so much.

In order to protect everyone and himself he cannot let himself fall down. Just like in chess, if the king falls down its all over for everyone in that kingdom. He doesn't want that to happen because Anastasia is in his Pack and six of his children are in it too, his best friends are in it too. Dusk pricked his ears when Vapor spoke telling him he looked a lot like her brother. He smiled, he guess he does look a lot like someone, but it doesn't really matter to him. Dusk sat down and looked back down to earth. His body itched to go be with Anastasia since this was near the time he would go to her. However, he is with Vapor, trying to help her feel more confidant about themselves because he doesn't believe somebody could be useless. Maybe at the time but if they work at it to become better and learn their mistakes they won't be useless. Just look at him, he was born weak and small, his mother thought he was going to survive the night and didn't bother killing him like she did his brother and sister. He survived.

Yeah it was luck but after that man saved him, fed him milk until he didn't need it anymore was all him and his determination to live. It was all him and no one else, he was a useless pup in the litter, the runt and with all his hard work, to this day is the leader of a daemon killing pack.

"I guess I do," he spoke, his voice sounding a bit amused. This wasn't his full softness, he would give Vapor more emotions than the others only because he feels for her. He turned his head to look at her and found her looking away from him, fear in her eyes. Dusk narrowed his eyes, the same concern showering in those stone blue depths. He turned away, before she could see the look in his eyes. Something bad must have happened to her. Well so what, everyone went through bad times in their lives. Anastasia had been abandoned from her humans for being so annoying and tied her up in the park in the middle of the summer day which is torture for a dog with a thick coat like huskies. Zytka was treated as a monster or a freak all her life just because she was born with a black coat and red maroon eyes. She even lost her whole new family that treated her right from accidents, humans, and from a daemon. Most dogs in Morg Pack lost their loved ones from daemons or got raped from them or beaten. Jewel was turned into a sex slave in Demeron Pack, forced to bore pups for them.

Yet, Anastasia, Nadia, Envy, Zytka, Jewel, even Axel mostly lived on their own and learned to be independent. They didn't stay down and take it they got up and moved on, keep walking, and not backing down from any challenges. Vapor, though unsure and full of doubt, Dusk believed there is a strength in her that will make her into a worthy dog for Morg Pack. Sure she had been pampered most of her life but she will learn to become strong. Like Callie, he found she is getting stronger every day, she just needed a chance to. He is willing to give Vapor that chance. Dusk breathed in and turned his body around to face half away to Vapor. "Well, my name is Dusk, the leader of this pack." He spoke, his voice hardened but still holding some kind of kindness. "And you don't have to be shy Vapor, we all went through rough times in our life, its only the fact the choices we make and take that makes us who we are." He got to his paws and turned, sniffing the air, hoping to catch the scent of prey and see if Vapor knows how to hunt. He caught the scent of mice and smiled to himself. To Vapor, "you know how to hunt?"