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(OOC: Um...Fell's not in a trap...another pup is O.o. And he's not anywhere near Huttser and Palla's pack, though Kar, Larka, Cree and Nyx are.)

Fangs biting into the ebony colored hessian's paw woke him with a jolt. He rolled to his feet, pulling them away fro whatever was biting and bristling his fur in anger. His lips pulled back, showing the full force of his pearly white teeth and hackles raised, so that the male wolf looked at least two inches taller, and bigger, than he actually was. A feral snarl ripped from his throat in the general direction that the attack had come from and his own ebony feathered wings shot out to make himself look even bigger, on reflex as if he'd had them his whole life.

But his yellow and one green flecked eye finally fell upon a pup just before him, wings of his own sprouting from his back and a shabby human trap still hanging onto him. His brow furrowed and his mouth formed more of a confused look as his muscles all simultaneously relaxed. "Take your life? Why would I want to take away the life of another wolf." His voice was gruff from not being used in a while, being the kerl that he was.

The older male seated himself, looking in a confused manner at the younger one, especially at the wings that had grown from his back as well. He flexed one of his own in front of his eyes, then looked up from his wing to the pup's wing. "I'm guessing like me, you just got those."

Talon merely nodded and his eyes flashed at the trap making it disappate at the moment of his sight, he could be considered more powerful and deadly being that he was at the epicenter of the vision before his pack was destroyed or maybe he was a born from power, he never knew. "Your right there is no purpose to take another's life especially from the powerful Kerl, Fell" he said licking his paw. His eyes still locked on to Fell and his wings in curious but tense interest. "I got these as of a few sun movements ago" he said but as for my powers I don't understand how I got them

(Putnar) May i join as one of the wolves touched by the sight? (I aslo read the book the Sight. Its one of my favorite's)

Name: Sasha
Age: 2 years old
Breed Wolf
Personality: Sasha is very sweet, she loves having fun and hunting with friends. Once she found out she was touvhed by the sight, she decided to act more mature and use her new found power. Sasha has an alter ego that she likes to call Sasha fierce. Sasha fierce is extreamly social and know's what she wants how how to get it. But overall Sasha is friendly and kind.
History: When Sasha was a pup her mother was a loner. When Sasha turned 1 year old her mother gave her to Huttser's pack because her mother wanted to become a rebel and she dident need a pup lagging behind her. Huttser and Palla accpted her into their pack.
Crush: Talon
Mate: None
Pups: None
Sample Post (Very Important): Sasha layed on the ground in pain, she had just gotten her wings and it was very painfull. Her wings were pure white and had a glossy look to them. Sasha stood up and turned her head so she could look at her new wings. After she was done looking, Sasha padded through the forest looking for any of her pack members. Mabey if she found Larka, Larka could explain what happened to her. Sasha had seen Larka's wings and Sasha wanted wings badly. But she dident think getting them would be so painfull. Sasha found a hill and ran up o the top, once she was there she let out a long howl. She looked around to see if she could spot anyone. Sasha let out another howl, but this howl was even louder. Still no one came, Sasha ran down to the base of the mountain, she laed they hoped that somebody would come to her.
Descrption/Picture: attatched

"Talon and I will let your overdeveolped fangs chew on that for now" Talon said and scratched behind one of his ears. While Fell chewed on the though he started to notice the various wounds all along his bodies and some were seriously infected so his eyes glowed again and he started healing them. "Let me ask you something Fell, you believe in Tor and Fenris correct and how they are the creators of everything, well do you not believe in a higher power...higher than them. I am part of the Cosmos pack. A pack able to manipulate the cosmic energies of the stars and galaxies" he said.

Larka explained to the siblings everything. About The Sight, about their wings, about Tor and Fenris, and about their entire world with the purpose of their wings. "I know it is a lot to take in but plain and simple you two are also needed" she said but who she really needed was and stared into a puddle of water concentrating the powers of the Sight.

ooc: am i accepted?

(OOC: Talon, pm me if you have any certain plan for Morgra, or any other antagonist. I can make another antagonist if you'd rather not have Morgra.)

Fell tilted his head at the young one's words. "Some days I do believe in Tor and Fenris, and some I do not. I've had my reasons for my doubts, however. As far as something above them, I've never heard tell of a higher deity. The only legends I've heard are of them, and how they created everything." The next thing the young one said of course, made him bewildered again. "A whole pack like you who can manipulate matter? That is extraordinary."

These thoughts mulled over in his mind and he slowly began to realize that his tongue was unbearably dry. A small tributary was near though and he padded thankfully over to it, lowering his maw to drink thirstily. The growth of his wings had apparently taken a lot out of him. He lapped up the water as quickly as possible, trying to avoid gazing into it. But suddenly he felt a pull on his mind and he felt his eyes beginning to open. "No," he whispered, desperately trying to close them again. He couldn't bear to let the Sight take him again, especially after what it had eventually done to Larka. And it was true, he blamed it for getting them into this whole mess. If they hadn't been "blessed" with the Sight, then they would never have been bothered by Morgra and Larka would still be alive. He shook his head violently, but it was no use, his eyes flew open and locked with the water, clouding over as the Sight took hold of him. The water shimmered faintly and a hazy image formed in it, and as he was forced to watch, the image began to clear.

A wolf, as white as the snow was before his eyes, and she too had great white feathery wings. But her back was turned to Fell. Even despite this, he could make out others near her. There were two black wolves, also winged, one male and the other a female. And on the other side he recognized instantly his dear friend Kar. And like all of the others, he too now sported a pair of feathery wings that matched the grey tone of his pelt. Fell's chest hurt as he looked at the white wolf and could only guess who she might be. And then she turned around and faced him and he instantly knew he'd been correct. Larka, as beautiful as ever, stood before his eyes, no scratches or scars adorning her body and appearing as though she'd never died. She turned to a puddle and began staring in it as well, using her own abilities with the Sight.

Outside of the vision, Fell's body had tensed and gone rigid. His face, contorted in anger and sadness and a silent mournful howl wracked the inside of his body, threatening to release itself from his mouth. However, the only sound that emitted from his throat was a single word, filled with guilt and barely even choked out. "Larka."

((ooc: I'm going to pause this until the others have caught up))

OOC// Captian, Nyx is the mute. Cree isnt.

BIC// Nyxiern shuffled uneasily at the sight of the two winged wolves. It was odd enough her brother and herself had wings, let alone oto know that more wolves had wings too. The Rather large white female was beautiful. Her large grey wings sprouted from her back. She walked in majestic strides, pacing herself with every movement she made. Then the female spoke. Her voice was soft and comforting. Very Warm.

"What are your names?" The White female asked. Nyxiern felt compelled to talk to the female even though she didnt want to.

"Thats Nyx. Mind her, shes a mute" A voice suddenly cut in. It was Cree. "Im Cree..." His voice fadded off, uneasily.

The Black female looked up at Cree. She wanted to speak, but she wouldnt allow herself to do so. She was a mute. She didnt wish to talk. She didnt like talking. When Larka asked Cree and herself to follow she did just that. She followed the female. When Larka began to speak of the sight and Tor and Fenris Nyx felt as if she knew the stories all along, even though this was the very first time she heard them. Soon, the magical story was over. Nyx had a new purpose now.

Cree also listened intently to the white female. He watched her movements carefully, examining them. There was something special about her. Like she was what brings the winged wolves together. Everything was intense. After she finished speaking, Cree was approached by Kar. His curiousity for his sister made him grin. " You know, I dont know the real reason... only she knows. She spoke to me once. However, all she said was I love you." He sighed and looked at Nyxiern, who was paying more attention to Larka then anyone else. " I Think it was the loss of our father when we were pups. Our father went out hunting one day, and when he found some kill he called to us. When we got there, in the middle of our fathers howls, we watched him get shot by a nearby hunter.... Nyx never talked after then. I think I may be fear."

Cree shuffled his paws uneasily again, "I think something's wrong though. Ever since she got those wings Nyx has been acting strange. She looks as if she WANTS to talk but her voice just wont allow her too. Its strange. Since she hasnt talked in... forever, Im not sure she knows how." Cree looked at his paws,

"It is good to see you again my brother but time is short and we all must meet at Harja. I assume you have met Talon my higher-up and a essential piece in our game against Morgara." Larka said and looked over to Kar and her small pack chattering quietly. She really did not want to cut her conversation short with her brother but time was needed to make the journey. "Fell, I ask one thing, listen to Talon he understands the energies of The Sight and how to manipulate matter so despite his pup appearance, he will be your master." Larka was completely intent of having Talon teach him and just like that cut-off communication and her image from the puddle turning to her small pack. "We must keep moving come along everyone" she said and took one giant kickoff flapping her wings into the air.

Talon had a smirk on his muzzle and looked to Fell levitating some boulders arounds him. "You heard Larka, I am your master but the first rule we are both going to use is no flying, your wings instead will be used as a way of projecting elements like so..." he said and a burst of blue light emitted from his wings freezing water. "Come along now Fell I have a lot to teach you on our way to Harja"

Meanwhile, a human saw the small pack of winged wolves but inside that man's soul was an evil spirt mated to Morgara

Name: Oragomi
Age: 2
Breed Red Wolf?
Personality: Hes mroe of a calm type, the runt of his litter. He alwasys hd believed anything could happen, very optimistic and trusting. Hes always willing to lend a paw, and will always be there for you. Hes nto mysterious in anyway, although he can be quite shy.
History: Oragomi was born by 2 normal wolves, the odd thing was, hew aas the only oen in his litter who got wings. His parents were amazed witht hea maazing part of there pup. They didnt want anyone else to see him, so they kicked him out to fend for himself. So from his puppy hood from long as he could rememebr, he was a loner, fending for himself.
Crush: Open
Mate: None
Pups: None
Sample Post (Very Important):
Oragomi soared threw the skies, the wind pushed aginst his orange colored and balck wings. It didnt hurt him though, in fact it made hm feel good, it made him feel free. He kept his broiwn eyes focused on the sky ahead of him, carefull not to bump into anyone or anybody. He placed his balck ish red paws in front of him, helping him glide threw the air. His ears blew back by the wind, but he didnt mind it. He smiled and looked down. he ahd been flying for hours, and at the moemnt he was getting quite tired. But he wouldnt for long. he finally saw the land he ahd been looking for, a small island. He smirked and started to fly downwards, soon landing on the ground without a sound. He was the normal size for his type, but he felt smaller than usual. He shrugged the worries off of his shouldors, and continued walking. He felt as if he wasn't suspost to be there, but he didnt care about that. Then he saw a tree, an old oak to be exact. Than he turned to see a willow, its branchs hung down low to the ground. he went under it, the branches brushed threw his fur. Oragomi shivered, there was something errie about that palce. He backed up, running into a bush, which spoooked him. He sighed with releif when he figured out it was just a bush. What is with you Oragomi? Get a hold of yourself! Hethough. Then he heard an evil laugh in the background. He loked around to see same glowing red eyes, that walked closer and closer to him.
Descrption/Picture:

Well, hes looks like the picture below.


His wing pattern looks like these wings:

I will do the sample post later, right now I ogtta get to shcool.