Demon's Lair

[Shotgun Mouthwash]

The girl's blood had already begun to pool at his feet when Hiiragi stood, the sound of slight shuffling reaching his ears intertwined with... what was that? Was it shifting breeze that was whistling through the long, intricate tunnels of the cavern? No, it was too melodious. Music? Maybe. But where would music be coming from in a place like this? Was the man humming? Probably. What weird wolves were in this pack.

'Are you friend or enemy?' he called again, his vermilion eyes narrowing slightly at the approaching figure. This could be any type of wolf, human... demon... no. Hiiragi couldn't think of it being anything with malicious intentions. He hadn't fought through pounding rain and savage loner wolves just to have this poor girl die at the hands of some overdressed, over-arrogant prettyboy. No way in Hell. He'd defend this girl.

But... why? He didn't even know her name and yet here he was, standing over her nearly (and possibly already) dead carcass as if he could do a thing about it. No, fighting would only get her certain death and him possible injury. Or worse. So Hiiragi swallowed his pride, for the moment being.

[OoC]I has ta go, Lii. D; Daddeh is sending me to take a shower. I'll get back on tomorrow and reply, pwomise. I LURVES YOUUUU. : DDDDD[/OoC]

 

[- Child of Cirra -]

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[- Child of Cirra -]

The inquiry snaked through the narrow tunnels, reaching Hellahi's keen ears with utmost clarity.
Despite his annoyance, the demon smiled.
That all depends on how willing you are to kiss my a**, Hellahi replied, summoning his loyal shadows in order to send his mind-voice out on the other male. He made certain that they tormented him, writhing and pulsating in the depths of his consciousness, probing and licking his innermost thoughts, physically raping his sanity.
He kept it up as he made his way through the tunnel, darkness trailing at his feet in complete and utter servility. The melodious chiming that accompanied his every movement was growing increasingly haunting. Distantly, he wondered if the male he was advancing on was the least bit intimidated.
The concept made his twisted grin expand, his teeth a flash of white against the darkness of the cave.
The mouth of the tunnel yawned before him, and soon the silhouettes of two others came into his view. There, standing, was the demanding little s**t of a male, and below... What was that? There was blood upon the air. Someone injured, perhaps a female. Yes, as he got closer, he could clearly make out the low rise of her breasts, and-
Hellahi's grin faded, and his pupils shrank amidst the deep red of his gem-like eyes.
Even his shadowy minions ceased their merciless gamboling, sharing the strong sense of shock emanating from their master.
The man who stood before him was the pure image of himself. The glossy run of thick obsidian hair, the alabaster skin smooth and flawless as new ivory, the twin ruby eyes set in his own ageless face.
It was like looking into a goddamn mirror.
Hellahi blinked in denial. It couldn't possibly be true. No, he couldn't possibly...
His surprise slowly morphed into a dark, subtle sense of anger, and the demon's fists clenched at his sides. He stood straight and still, chin tilted upward, defiantly looking down upon the mirror-man before him.
"Now just who the hell are you?"
His voice was low, rumbling dangerously in the back of his throat, the echo of a wolfish growl shadowing its undertone.
Hellahi didn't like being caught by surprise.
Not at all.

 

[Shotgun Mouthwash]

The sensation of something swirling manifested itself in Hiiragi's gut, making him clutch at his stomach and double over sightly. What in the hell was this man... demon... thing... trying to do? He hadn't attacked, or even tried to incinuate that he was going to attack. He obviously was unarmed. Why was he doing ******** sadist. That's what it was. Here was a rain- and blood-soaked guy trying to save a pregnant girl and he had to play the super villain. There really were some sick people in the world.

Then, as soon as it had started, it was over. The shadows, or whatever the hell these things were, ceased their torment at once, retreating from his body. Hiiragi glared up at the advancing male, vermilion eyes narrowing in disgust.

'It's none of your concern who I am,' he snarled back, readying his body to change to its lycan form if necessary. 'You have to have some healer in your pack... someone that can help her.'

[OoC]
Yes.
I'm shamelessly making an entry for Firefly.
I haven't used her in ages.
D:
[/OoC]

 

[- Child of Cirra -]

Hellahi blinked, still in strong denial of the scene before him.
He paused, considering the brute's inquiry.
Slowly, a look of disgust snaked its way upon the demon's face, his lips curled, his teeth bared ever so slightly.
He didn't realize how tense he was.
"My pack? Hah!" His voice was dour and humorless.
Perhaps out of nervous habit, Hellahi flipped his hair out of his face, only to have two wispy tendrils fall over his eyes once more.
"This cave is a place for the outcasts. You'll find no respite here. No help. No solution..."
His hungry eyes dropped to the dying (or perhaps dead) female below.
He contemplated her supple body, young, firm, helpless...
Rather abruptly, the look of disgust on his face twisted itself into a perverse sort of grin.
"...Just me."
He chuckled through his teeth, a taunting sound, meant wholly to further irritate Hiiragi.

 

[MikaOokami]

Landing in front of the cave, the young, black and red, female wolf takes a deep breath of reassurance.
Folding in her wings, Mika takes a hesitant step, and sniffs, half hoping for someone to be there, half for no one at all.
As she is breathing in, she attempts to retract her bloody, rain-soaked wings, but can't find the energy to.
I guess I will just have to wait til morning, and hope I can reverse it then.
Then, all of a sudden, she froze.
It smells like...
She pauses, and takes another sniff.
Wolves... and Humans.
And yet, there are some other smells. I guess these may not be normal wolves...
Looking behind her, she can almost clearly hear the human shouts and screams.
Then again, the wolves may be better than the mob. At least, they should be less likely to kill me...
Looking up at the foreboding, menacing cave, she takes a step, and then another, until she is completely immersed in the darkness, and the only part that you can see is the yellow, almond shaped, piercing eyes.

 

[Nutella Mocha]

Ears flicked back and forth, taking in all the sounds. Though, there was not much to listen to: the wind rustling up the leaves, the occasional call of a bird and the soft flapping of silk wings that belonged to the large raven flying lazily above him. The wolf looked up and watched the sleek ebon bird, it landed and preened through its feathers for a moment before staring back at the wolf with emotionless purple eyes. The brute nodded, as if some silent agreement went between them and the wolf continued to move.

These lands are truly empty...

The voice picked up in the wolf's head and the brute frowned, looking around. For the most part the raven was right.

Kra'zoa, we are most likely in the wrong place... this place holds shelter for people who did not belong...

The wolf held some truth in his words as well. The ground was scattered with dead leaves. Trees were abundant but lost their healthy brown color years ago, a ghastly white and creaked when the wind played with their branches. Bones, almost fully decomposed carcasses and skeletons of animals littered the ground here and there. The air around them was deathly still, as if something ominous was waiting for them.

You hold some truth Vantari, at least nobody will mess with you.

With that, the raven let out his call and Vantari watched him take off. The brute shook his head and he fastened his pace, going off in a nice trot. He had not traveled long before a large cave came into sight. Vantari looked it over, it certainly was not normal. The wolf felt a frown cross his maw once more and looked up, seeing trees were cleared from the opening of the cave and you could see a small portion of the sky. It was thick with clouds and as they moved west, they got darker. It promised rain and the wolf sighed, that cave would have to do. Instantly the wind picked up, ruffling up the wolf's fur and the beds on his head slightly fly up in the air and while they clashed they made a clinking noise, as if coins were being tossed. Vantari growled in annoyance and went to the side of the tree line, picking up some branches and walking up into the cave, watching the raven fly in after him. The brute took in a deep breath and he felt his hackles raise, the scent was full of old blood and the unique scent of demons.

We were right...

Vantari shook his head and laid the sticks down. "Ignis..." He murmured and a soft crackle turned into a flame. The shaman looked up as rain started to pour. He sat down, wrapping his long and thick tail around his hind legs, listening and watching.

 

[MikaOokami]

There was no sound but for the rain, and the crackling fire only twenty yards off as the wolf awoke, surprised and confused as to why there was fire.
She jumped to her feet, a snarl rising in the back of her throat, her ears facing forward aggressively, and was about to attack the enemy.
Until she realized there was no enemy.
Confused, she sat down and cocked her head to one side, as if to say, "What the hell?", without actually saying it.
The answer to her unspoken question arose as she took in a deep breath, and as soon as she knew the smell she found the reason why she suddenly woke up.
There was another wolf. Who smelled like ravens. Right there. By the fire.
He and his fire and his raven smell weren't there before.
Not able to hold it in, Mika blurts out in a suprised tone, "What the hell?".
No response. No movement or sound at all.
She takes a several strides to get a closer look, because this wolf is facing the other direction, close to her, but facing the fire.
As she gets closer she realizes that the other wolf is a he, and that his eyes are closed, and he appears to be asleep. Mika immeadiately softens her footsteps, and stands there for a moment, trying to decide upon what to do.
I wish I could sleep by his nice, warm fire... It would be far better than where I was before. She glanced over to where she had been, and that dark, windy and cold piece of cave was not all that inviting.
She glanced back to the fire.
Well...
She looked back over at the fire, and again at her previous sleeping arrangements, to thoroughly compare the two.
I hope he won't mind...
She took soft footsteps on her way to the fire, and quietly settled herself in across from the other wolf on the other side of the fire.
There was no change in expression.
It took a while for her to close her eyes, because Mika couldn't help but peek over from time to time to see if he had awoken.
He never moved an inch.
As she started to nod off, Mika thought she saw a small smile on the otherwise sleeping face of the stranger across from her, but before she could fully contemplate it, she passed into a dreamless void, and to her it was exactly what she had wanted for a long time.

 

[Willowpelt12]

Caesar was walking by. He kept his head low but his eyes kept shifting left to right as if he suspected something to attack him. He was tense and alert but he wouldn't attack without reason.  

[Wolfy_Girl117]

Storm raced up to him. Happy and alert. "Hello." She said calmly.