The Mountain

Finally all the wolf packs had settled down after their annoying upheaval of territory borders. Not that the dark rogue had much interest in borders. He went where he wanted when he wanted, and he just made sure to stay out of their way. If they smelled him afterwards, then that wasn't his problem. He was likely long gone by then.
Returning to his temporary base from his nightly wanderings, the lean black wolf-dog picked his way over the rocks, climbing up the mountain with little visible effort. He was naturally fit from having to fight in the fighting ring for so long, and so the hard climb didn't bother him as much as it could have. He was still a little winded once he reached the top, but as usual he ignored it, settling down at the edge of the cave to watch the forest and trees below him. He enjoyed the high place, and was quite glad that he'd found the place to hole up in for a while.
Thinking through things, he half wondered where the old grizzled grey fighter was now. he'd been fun to fight against, maybe he'd go out and find him again for a spar to keep their skills intact. Growing bored of that train of thought, he turned to the subject of his sister, wondering where she was as well. He knew full well that she could take care of herself, but he'd ventured into the two leg town a few times since they'd escaped, and he was well aware that they were wanted back by the fighting ring two legs. He might have to go check up on her later to make sure she was still okay.
Letting his thoughts drift to nothing of importance now, he rested his head on his paws, flicking his tail gently as he rested on the ledge in the sun, enjoying the warmth.

The light grey female was huffing and puffing by the time she got to the mountain. She wasnt use to climbing that much. Plus she hadn't eaten before she made the climb, thinking that she would be able to get up quickly. Getting to the top of the mountain she immediately laid down. Not even noticing that there was another being up here with her. She glanced around before she noticed the black strong looking brute. Drawing her ears back and tucking her tail under her, she just stared at him with wide scared eyes. She could see the scar on his face and to her that meant that he must get into a lot of fights. And she by no means wanted to fight. But she would wait and see what he was going to do. Knowing that really her only escape would be back down the mountain.

Hearing the loud puffing, the black fighter had lifted his head. He was wary, ready to spring to his feet and fight if he had to, but he really wasn't in the mood right now. Sneering at her, he got to his feet, rubbing his muzzle absently against the itchy scar on his foreleg. She was such a wimp, cowering away when he hadn't even done anything. Shaking his head to get his floppy ear out of his eye, he almost glared at her, daring her to make a move. She wouldn't have lasted five minutes in the fighting ring, and probably would have been used as a bait dog instead. Standing, he circled her threateningly, nipping at her tail and back legs and herding her ever so subtly towards the ledge that he'd been lying on. Once she was where he wanted her, nicely trapped against the ledge, he sat and cut off her escape route. Yawning wickedly, he tilted his head and just watched her, waiting to see what she'd do. Maybe she'd try and escape - that would be a fun game - but he didn't think so. She was far too timid to try, and she'd been stupid enough not to turn tail and flee when she'd seen him.

Misty was so scared right now. This is not what she needed right now. She didnt think she had the strength or the skills to fight someone like him. But she knew that if she played the prey here as the predator he might kill her. She took a deep breathe before she spoke. " please just let me pass through. We both know that if you want to kill me you could. I have neither the skills nor strength to take you on. I barely even know how to fight. I have been raised by humans in a zoo my whole life and now im finally free. Please dont let me escaping and leaving my "family", she said with bitterness, "be in vain. I want to know what it feels like to be a wolf, to explore the world. I want to live so please just leave me alone." She asked hoping that he would just let her go.

The black fighter chuckled darkly, not moving from where he was seated. She was so pathetic, thinking that her pleas would stop him from doing what he wanted. Getting irritated with his itchy leg, he scratched at the deep scar with his teeth, keeping a close eye on her. He had Claire to go meet at the sea, since he'd promised to show it to her, and he knew that she'd be quite disappointed if he didn't turn up. Before he could go do that however, he wanted to toy with this female a little more. Standing, he padded forward silently, like he'd learned in the fighting ring, and stood over her, almost threateningly. “Out,” he said darkly, his eyes glittered with something akin to cruelty. “Next time you return, you won't leave unscathed.” He moved to the side only slightly, forcing her to edge around him if she wanted to leave, and waited until she was long gone before relaxing. Giving a yawn, he padded his way leisurely down the mountain. He had an excitable pup to meet, after all.

Misty was almost shaking by the time the dark brute had shouted his harsh words and after almost pushing her off the mountain she vowed to never come back here again. She quickly made her way towards a different way, not knowing that she was making her way to the direction of the clans and unaware of all the chaos, mystery, and unnatural disasters that were going on there. She hoped that maybe the next place she went they would be more accepting of her and less mean to say the least. She started heading towards the shadowclan hoping that maybe she would be able to settle down and call this place home.

Shadowclan camp