Iron grey paws graced the infinite sands of Auryn. The breezes had told of anger in the air - but that in itself was not unusual here, the heat got on everyones tits and the wolves here were often so far up a stick they had a permanent bitter aura. Sudden sandstorms wiped away evidence of disappearing packmembers; a scuffle between Alphas; a lovers spat - but it was still all here, all hidden. The small granules held all the secrets of the desert, they knew all, they saw all, but never let the grey pelted canine in on their secret, nor anyone else foor that matter. Therefore, the female was oblivious to almost half the happenings of Auryn in the past months.

Blaidd Drwg knew what basic things were going on in her desert home, and had kept out of the way since Druid had not asked her to attend any of this. Of course, why should she? They hardly knew each other. Instead, Blaidd had taken to scouting the borders closest to Eira, to check there was no invading armies into their territory. This of course, was only using her initiative. The Snake had not been told a rank at all, so instead of sitting on her arse all day she took to the edges of Auryn. Several things she discovered included the scent of the Eiran Alphess and another, mingled with that of Druid's. The mountain Queen's scent was gone soon after, but the other lingered, and had stayed with the one eared Alphess. Blaidd had decided that the escort had converted packs, having not been told.

Right now the stormy grey pelt of the female was slinking back to the shades of the tunnels, her coat helping her blend more into this lighting than the harsh rays of the dunes. Her slender, strawberry inflamed ears flattened slightly to her head as the different volumes of light, sound and smell encased her sensory system. Everything was magnified tenfold, even the sand beneath had an extra layer of something to make it seem even more real. Almost instantly, a somewhat familiar scent passed through her nostrils. Male. Blaidd's muscles instantly tensed and brought her almost flat to the floor.

It took the female a few minutes to peel herself from the floor, cursing her weakness with brutes once more in her mind. It took a while to piece the scent together to form a likeness in her head, one she remembered. Lanky, red, not like a normal wolf in the slightest, though desparately canine. Cautiously, she crept forwards, ice blue eyes cutting sharply through the darkness until she found the target. Taking a swallowed breath, she put her visage on, at once becoming the bitter and guarded wolfess Auryn expected her to be, and that she became around anything sporting a penis and a pair of testicles. A low growl emiited from her gullet, as if trying to be somewhat friendly. Galaxy. Right?

Scutiny passed her lips like sour cherries. Why did this goddamn brute keep going on, and on, and on with the grating politeness? Eugh... men. Who needs 'em? If only someone thought to find a way to stabalise, or even freeze their jizz, then, then the creatures wouldn't even be needed! Irrelevent! Love did not exist, its only the instinct of recreation that the beast's foul noses even dare to sniff the haunches of females. It disgusted Blaidd through and through, the way males thought they could rule over their counterpart, over the lesser sex, the weaker sex, her. Blaidd's claws gripped the ground in thought, causing the coiling ribbon on her leg to rear up with the flow of the muscle.

Please for the love of God. Climb back out of my ass. Came the leaden reply that was weighted in an icy cage of sarcasm. The stench of the odd looking brute started to overwhelm her, being hence magnified by the claustrophobia Blaidd was now experiencing in the tunnels. They had never made her feel that way before, but then again she had never met a member of the opposite sex within them either. Her ears were forever planted at a backward angle as she stood, trying to at least look relaxed, somewhat awkwardly in a stoop, a limbo she could not quite work out...

So as her stance gained awkwardness, so did the silence that stretched out. Blaidd was not one for breaking silences... she rather preffered [or was forced] to stand down whilst others took care of important things like trivial conversation. Her eyes graced the floor in the wait for some sort of words, or some indication that Galaxy would let her pass. She not so secretly hoped for the latter, but something told the wolfess she would not get away that quickly... so she waited for him to speak again, annoyance burning like incense in her nostrils.

A brow rose slowly from Blaidd's forehead, her cynical expression boring through brimstone. Crackling blue eyes flickered in her utmost annoyance. As she expected, the brute was not about to give way, and at this time, she did not particularly want to go back into the scorching light. The female had previously hoped for a quiet rest, alone, completely and utterly alone. Not only was she in company, but she could not relax a muscle. Gradually, her whole body started to itch under her fur and skin and the uncomfortable feeling of being softly tickled caused her to constantly shift position on her feet, unwilling to sit down.

A low growl half heartedly emitted from her gullet, resonating with a soft, balanced air like the careful strumming of an acoustic guitar. Her ears kept up their slanted position, legs slightly splayed, as a rabbit would stand opposite a weasel. Glacial eyes narrowed with some sort of emotion to match the cold she was feeling. A smirk ranged somewhat around her muzzle, an attempt at an amused grin. I have an allergy to certain levels of testosterone. Blaidd replied statically to Galaxy's questioning. However, she noted the change in tone and expression of the male, and was somewhat, subtly pleased.

The gauge out of her leg had since healed over, which to the female was a bit of a bummer. What was left was a scarred reminder of a past she would rather forget. Unfortunately, habit and fear were not her best friends in this situation. Blaidd's teeth gritted silently against each other in the tantalising wait between sentances, letting silence engulf her. She offered him one get out of jail free card, the old, 'its not you its me' stare that she often gave. Truth was, Blaidd did not feel it was her fault. All makes carried the same perception of themself, the same old cock and ball story [see what she did there?] that set surges of adrenaline fear through her veins.

Famous for her one liners, Blaidd was finding it difficult to come up with an answer that would gratify the both of them at the same time. So instead, she picked up a small sneer. Actually. She began, a small, pompous note in her voice. Females also bear a slight level of testosterone, so it would be more accurate to say that i have an allergy to anything that features a pair of bollocks. She finished with a satisfied smile, this note on its own clearing up a little of the fear in her bones.

Blaidd carried on smiling until he spoke again, where her facial features contorted instantly into a bitter smirk that seemed to be dripping with venom. All constant efforts of trying to be at least a little social had vanished as her ears flattened intently against her skull. Oh really now, huh? Personally, I have never met one. She growled, her nails piercing into the dirt beneath her feet, causing the tendon to ripple and the snake to rear. And by any means, who says that I'm hurt? And why would you care? The words came like snake spit from her fanged muzzle, ice blue orbs piercing through the darkness like some unmistakable anger visible to the naked eye.

The iron grey female was about to add another snappy remark when she heard footsteps beyond [the tunnels making excellant for knowing where anyone is] and in turn a voice interrupted the still air. The Alphess dropped down between them, and Blaidds stature instantly relaxed. The femme always felt a tonne better when another was with her when a male was near, but instantly cursed herself for her previous words, for it was obvious that Druid had heard them.

Her hackles and tail dropped, and she inclined her head towards her Queen, murmuring a quiet M'lady, before glaring at Galaxy, then the floor. Heat instantly flushed to her cheeks, for although Blaidd knew this wasnt true, the accusation still burned at her nerves, causing her to be uncomfortable and angry at the same time.

My apologies Druid, but Galaxy is soo not my type. She replied in the most respectable voice possible, and gave a hope-to-be-lighthearted smile. Looking up as she said it, she fought the feeling to run away once more and drown herself in one of the ponds. In an attempt to draw away from the subject she spoke again, So, m'lady, whats the latest? I uhm, I havn't smelt Karina around in a while. Is she okay? Okay, she hadnt really met Karina properly before, but she knew who she was, and her scent was one of the first that she had remembered in her stay in Auryn, and as the wolf was a Beta, this brought a sort of concern for Blaidd Drwg. It was also a diversion from Galaxy, only metres in front of her, for which she was glad.