never....alone....

[tenacious]

Flat as sin, with no hints of the familiar rise that marked a hill, or at least a gentle incline. Even half an inch would do, but no. The plains carried on, rolling silently and freely, no disturbance around them. This territory, these plains, was land she was not to set paw on; long ago, it was land for her to roam on but she had long since forgotten the early days of her puphood. For quite some time, she had been schooled in the way of a pack and it was a pack's way to not trespass (alone, at least)- even if the land was not technically owned.

But, alas, here she was. A grey wolf standing in the middle of the plain, her intelligent yellow eyes narrowed to slits that resembled those of the fanged snakes. The she-wolf faintly wondered what she could possibly expect to see here as she studied the land. A loner? That would make for an interesting day; the cruel thought was accompanied by a smirk and a flash of her yellow eyes. Wulfsige was not known for her compassion towards loners that were up and walking, wherever she was, and she was espiecally not known for her compassion towards those of the other packs.

Compassion was weaknesses, except in one case, when the wolf itself was already fallen. To attack a fallen foe...well, it would be nothing more then cowardince, and Wulfsige could not handle being known as a coward, even if the name only played in her mind and not on the lips of others.

A heavy breeze blew over the land, causing the hair on the wolf to rise in the wrong direction. She flicked one rounded ear, quite irritated by the strength of the wind. There were no trees or hills to block the wind; only her and perhaps some foolish loner lurking out there, thinking the beta of the Forebide pack to be all alone.

Such a silly though, eh? Wulfsige was never alone. Even if there was no other being beside her.

[Wolf_Legend]

Katelyn, the four year old female with scars all over her rugged body, was alone in the vast plain.... Or so she thought. Little did she know that another wolf, one of great stature and one of a pack was lurking out there near her, ready to strike if needed.

Katelyn continued her walk, her journey, her life's tale. She walked through the heat of the baking sun, and then in the cool shade of the clouds, and then in the comfortable environment when the sun was covered and the wind started to blow. Although the strong wind blew dust into her eyes and made them dry, she didn't care, she was happy to be where she was, nonetheless.

Katelyn walked on the flat plain, making out a figure in the distance. She knew there was a water hole not far from where she now stood, watching the wolf. She could smell both, the fresh water and the other wolf. She continued on, back leg limp and scars shown. Her scars were now a dulll white color that blended with her coat, but still noticable. They weren't invisible, but rather just hard to see.

She walked towards the wolf, ready to strike if attacked. She knew the wolf probably was either a passerby, or it belonged to a pack. Wolves usually never stopped through her just for a joy walk, Katelyn was actually headed somewhere, not really on a joy ride.

She approached the wolf, slowly, carefully, wearily, still on deffense mode.

[tenacious]

A light stiffening of the muscles; it was the only change in Wulfsige as she stood on the flat land, staring out at the shape making itself known in the distance. A loner? That would be the only logical answer. Wulfsige pulled down the corners of her mouth in a light frown, for she did not take kindly to loners of any sort, no matter how friendly they were. Loners were a danger to the Forbide pack- prey stealing, boundary crossing mongrels that had no social skills whatsoever, though she certainly wasn't one to talk, having been a loner at some point in her life. And it wasn't like Wulfsige's social skills were superior to those of any other wolf.

Wulfsige drew herself up to her full height, tail slowly rising as the loner approached. The other wolf's walk was wary, like that of one expecting an attack to come at any second; this walk pleased Wulfsige. She enjoyed the feeling of superiority that came from it. But she knew better then to longue in her emotions- for now, she had to play in the moment.

The beta female's upper lip curled away from her teeth, revealing slightly yellowed canines. Her eyes flashed as she spoke in her usual soprano, "Greetings, loner. What brings you to these parts of the land?" She questioned, though it was not that hard to guess. Water was not something one stumbled upon often in this terrain and, not too far from Wulfsige, lay the watering hole.

She kept her voice away from a growl, despite her bared teeth and (now) raised mane. Wulfsige was a contradicting speciemen; her words and body language rarely cooperated.

[Wolf_Legend]

Katelyn walked wearily to the wolf and stopped few feet from her. She looked the wolf up and down, then finally restered her eyes on the other's. "My business is my own, and I'd like to keep it that way if you don't mind," Katelyn told the wolf, her smooth voice unwavered by the presence of another.

She looked around her, eyes shining a bright amber color with dark rings around them as usual. She looked to her left, eyes still bright, scanning the terrain, devising a plan in case she needed to escape from the wolf or any other predator.


Katelyn was cruel when she needed to be, but her answer to the wolf came out more flat than it was meant to, she just hoped the wolf wasn't offended, or that might be the last time Katelyn actually talked. She couldn't protect herself very well and that made her more vunerable to attacks from other wolves. That's why she had so many scars.

Katelyn still searched the terrain, keeping an eye on the wolf in front of her with her peripheral vision. Her peripheral vision was more reliable and more accurate than her frontal vision, the same case applies to many wolves, but more particular in her breed with her being a purebred.

[tenacious]

The reply was not what Wulfisge wanted to hear- oh, she expected a reply along those lines. One always had to when dealing with loners, espiecally when outside of their own territory. But just because she expected it didn't mean she liked it. A light snarl slipped into the still air, for the breeze had long since stopped blowing.

She watched as the wolf looked away from her and, curious, Wulfsige followed the others gaze. Perhaps she was not actually a loner, but a new member of one of the other packs? But, no, her eyes could not find any other wolves. To be on the safe side, the grey female sniffed the air; no...no other wolves. Simply her and this loner. So why was she looking around like this? It did not take long for the answer to come to Wulfsige- it was pure logic: escape. But why bother looking around? The plain had no trees. No hills. No boulders. Just flat land; any wolf could run any way to escape, if they were fast enough. As Wulfsige looked Katelyn up and down, she couldn't help but feel that this wolf did not have skills when it came to fighting; that or she had just been in a good many fights, Wulfsige could not decide which. Unwilling to risk a battle out here with a possibly skilled fighter, she let out a snort instead of another snarl, "Then I would suggest you don't approach other wolves in the future. It isn't as if we are all dumb canines with no questions playing in our minds."

[Wolf_Legend]

Katelyn finished her survey of the land around her and then quickly looked back at the wolf. "No need to be cross, we can't all get our way or what we want every second we turn around, now can we?" She said, a slight smile playing on her maw.

She looked the wolf in the eyes, her ember orbs with black rings glowing. She was bored, yes, but that didn't mean that she couldn't be sassy and rude to the unknown. She looked back up at the wolf after looking at the ground and at her back foot, it still hurt after the few days of walking and running on. The scar showed her battle wounds, yet, she still wasn't proud of them. Usually wolves would be happy to tell the story of their wounds or brag about how they got them or how they barely excaped with their life or how they won a glorious fight against an alpha, but no, Katelyn tried to forget her past; Only focus on what lay before her at that moment, she tried, but mostly did not succeed.

[tenacious]

The other's comment did not irritate Wulfsige. It did quite the opposite- it made her laugh. The sound was high and she threw her head back as she did so, looking remarkably like what humans called a hyena. After the laughter had died down, vocally, that is, for it still played in her eyes, Wulfsige looked at Katelyn once more. Such childish remarks- Wulfsige would expect them from a pup. It was far too easy to counter this remark and she couldn't help but chuckle once more before speaking, "I could say the same to you, wolf. Not everything has to go your way- I do not have to obey your wishes. I can keep pestering you about what you are doing here, can I not?" Wulfsige paused before carrying on, "Unless, of course, you leave; but then you would be either permitting me a chance for a chase, which of course I wouldn't bother doing. Not here- I have no reason to defend this wasteland. So you would simply be granting my wishes, and such would, indeed, make things go my way," she made little sense, perhaps. Wulfsige's goal was not to make sense- she merely said what happened to spring into her mind at the time.

The grey wolf sniffed lightly before sitting back on her haunches, her tail laying out behind her like a snake. She was not fearful of an attack and, even if it came, Wulfsige was confident that she could fight off this intruder. She was not beta of the toughest pack around for nothing- she had fought her way up. She had fought other wolves from the other filthy packs; she had fought loners to drive them out. One more fight was nothing.

[Wolf_Legend]

Katelyn smiled out of the corner of her left side of her maw. She listened to the other wolf, she thought it made perfect sense, but it took her a minute to think. She closed her eyes and shook her head as she looked back to the ground, but then, rising to her full height, she looked back at the wolf. The other wolf looked more muscular and tougher than she, but then when you looked at Katelyn, she was also muscular, in her own way, of course, but she still was a loner and had to have the workout a day to keep in shape.

She thought of her real father that was now dead. She thought of what he used to tell her when ever she told him she wanted to be big and strong and muscly like him one day. He just replied with the same, "Muscle doesn't float" deal everytime she told him that. Katelyn couldn't help herself but to chuckle at the memory.

She looked at the other wolf, her eyes now dark and daring. She looked her up and down yet again. "Muscle doesn't float, and neither does a brain," She commented to her, she knew exactly what she meant, but for anotheer to get it, they would have to learn to read between the lines.

[tenacious]

Wulfsige watched as the other closed her eyes and shook her head, as if ridding herself of irritating flies. The grey female briefly thought about howling- to summon assistance, but she decided that if this encounter ended in a fight, she would rather beat this loner alone. Perhaps then the other she-wolf would learn. What Katelyn would learn, Wulfsige didn't exactly know, nor did she care. She simply enjoyed adrenaline rushes and arguements, physical and verbal ones, gave her these rushes. They made her feel powerful, higher then any other beast; reckless. Yes, that last bit...reckless...it was dangerous, but it was what had led her to challenge the last beta female. The adrenaline rush was what had led her to win.

Katelyn's comment struck Wulfsige as strange and she narrowed her eyes into further slits before laughing once more; ah, clever! But, as she had said earlier, canines were not dumb. Any beast with half a brain would figure this word play out. She stared right into Katelyn's eyes as she replied, "Ah, so says the hypocrite; I see you, trying to draw yourself up, eyeing me to see if you have any chance of beating me. Your word plays are childish, something I would expect from a pup of my pack. You utterly fail at making then interesting, or irritating, which is what a good play on words should accomplish. I suggest we drop this word play and challenge what you just said; I can see you're littered with scars, which either means you're can incompetent fighter or you've been in a lot of fights. Judging on what I have gathered from your posture and attidude, I'm going to guess both are correct."

[Wolf_Legend]

Katelyn laughed. "You would be wise not to pick a fight with me, I fear your reputation, whatever it might be, would be ruined if you tried to fight me." Katelyn breathed then continued as she looked the wolf in the eyes. "I could not win a fight against you, but I have a sneaky, deceptive mind. I am not afraid to admit that I cannot win a fight; I have been in many, and have won many, but my wounds and such keep from doing so now. The scars, you see, are from an old fight I neither won nor lost, nor was a coward in. The other wolf died, but I did not win." She said, a flash of pain going through her eyes as she remembered.

Katelyn looekd at the wolf, she may be an averaed age wolf, or some may even consider her old, but what she was not was a coward and a wolf that liked to make battles with every wolf she met.

[tenacious]

"My reputation would not be ruined; you yourself admit you are not skilled at battling. I suggest you think about what you are saying before you speak, wolf, or you may find yourself become a stuttering fool," Wulfsige added with a snort of pure contempt. Foolish wolf! Wulfsige's reputation wouldn't be destroyed if she lost one fight, anyway. She was a high ranking member of the Forbide pack- easily the most dangerous, bloody thirsty crew around. Did this loner honestly think that a loss would be her win?

Because you can lose a battle, but still win the war.

Wulfsige smiled at the thought; oh, yes, she would make certain that this wolf would be hunted down and slaughtered, or at least driven off if she dared to fight. Whether or not Wulfsige lost- she did not like this creature and she did not wish to have further annoyances in life.

"Now, are you going to attempt and confuse me with simple words or are you going to run? I daresay it wouldn't be the first time you ran from a battle in your life," Wulfsige added, a light snarl playing in her high bark, though her tail was wagging lightly and her fur had long since laid itself flat once more.

[Wolf_Legend]

Katelyn looked at the wolf and smiled. "I cannot out run you, I cannot tire you, I connot hide from you, and I cannot beat you, but yet, you see me everyday; what am I?" Katelyn asked the wolf the riddle that had many answers to it. She had plenty more up her sleeves too, if that one didn't work.

She looked around her and then looked back at the wolf. "If a tree falls in the forest does anybody hear it, or do the trees simply laugh at it?"