Evil K9s (Only the people from the pick and play)

Kio-

I sighed and opened my eyes. The dim glow of the fire made my red fur seem as if it was covered in red coals. "Another day." I smile evily and stand. My muscles stretch as I spread my body out and give a small yip. "Dang, Alphas aren't even up yet." I snort and sniff the kill we had brought in last night. A baby earth dragon. They were still pretty big, but the pack was big enough we could take him down. That dragon would last us for weeks. "Us lower ranks gotta wait." I sigh and sit out on the ledge, in the eternal storm.

I smile. "Too bad we are evil, we might frolik in this." Fang stirred and I nudged him awake. "Oh" He mutters and bows to Scar. "Permisson to eat my Alpha." He asks and stands stiff. "Oh Fang! Who controls when you eat?" I mutter and bask in the new sun.

Fang glares at me but nods to Scar. "Thank you," He says and gently tears at the scales of the dragon. "I await the day I get to meet our saviors in person." I bark excitedly and yawn. The two humans had saved us from the fire dragon, who had vowed to destroy all winged wolves. Why don't I have my wings you ask? I am not old enough.

Death stirred awake. His eyes opening a slite bit, he stood slowly. His wings spreading out all the feathers stretching away from eachother, then coming back to rest on his back. Death yawned his maw stretching open, his fangs shinning like dragon-like teeth. They gleammed with such strength, and power. He closed his maw, looking aorund as he smacked his maw to rid out the dryness. Death walked slowly out of the Leaders den. He trolted to the high-stone and stoped at the edge. His wings folding tight in behind his back. He snorted and stretched out his neck to let out a Remedy flow out of his maw. As his Pack gatehred aorund, he dropped his head and looked at them with glowing eyes. His pride, and bravery flashing into theres. Death straightened his back to sit tall on his hauches as he opened his maw to speak... " My brothers and sisters. I say to all that this year will be a LONG, and dreadful surving time for us." Death paused looking at there faces as he spoke, Hell walked up to the front of the high-stone to stand tall, pushing the others away. Death began once again. " We MUST be prepared for an attack." Death looked as his Pack murmured amoung there packmates. " Silence!" Death growled with an overwhelming power in his voice and words. His musles moved prefectly under his pelt. Hell snapped at two of his packmates to hush. Hell snorted and looked back up to Deth, waiting for quesstions from others...

(Sorry if not the best but thats all i could think of...)

Fang snarled. "What do you mean there is going to be an attack!" His tail curled around and gleaming fangs struck the air. "No other pack dares mess with us!" I shushed Fang and stood next to my brother. "Don't you wonder?" I ask and snap at the air. "Yes, why must we prepare for a attack not coming? I haven't even been trained!" I bark and bare my teeth. "Fore the sake of The Twin Gods I don't even have my wings yet!"

Death snorted, growled and roaring for them to hush! He spoke up his leaders beside him. Looking at them, Death nodded and went on. " It's not jsut any kind on pack, or wolves. It's MORe dangerous the that. But i will not tel you until that day comes, but we will be prepared i promise you all!" He spoke up making sure everyone heard him...

"How can we be prepared for a threat that is unknown to us!" I bark. "You have much more confidence that some of us because you are the only one in this pack that has the knowledge!" Fang glared over at me and shook his head. "I don't have to be old enough to have my wings, I can also have them granted!" I snarl. " A wolf without his or her wings is almost defensless, save the teeth and claws." Fang says quietly. I leap up onto the high rock and put my muzzle right in front of Death's. "Tell us or we won't fight this battle for you."

Death ggrowled and pushed Fang away. " You may be my packmate but i will NOT stand your attitude. If you dont fihgt you will die. The humans wont be here to protect you. None of us!" Death roared and glared down at Fang. Death got face-to-face with him. " The threat is more powerful then you will ever guess. They roamed these lands a thousand years before us. They are larger in size. They are skilled at fighting." Death lifted his head high and looked at everyone to say. " DEMONS!" She roared gasps and murmuring came from the rest. Death stiffened and snorted...

( Fill me in a bit, I was too lazy to read all the posts xD )

Talon yawned and opened his eyes, walking over to the carcass and eating only a little bit. He wasn't very hungry. He sat next to Scar and tugged on her ear playfully. He fanned his wings and licked his maw, absently listening to the conversation.

(Death said they was going to be a attack on the Pack and Scar is refusing it.)

~Scar~
I licked Talon's cheek and motioned for him to listen more carefully to the "attack."

I looked at Death with a hard glare but sat my rump down. "You tell em' Scar!" I bark. "YOur the Alpha!" Fang smiles at me and I flick my tail at him. "Don't let a plain warrior tell you what is coming and what isn't, Fang has a higher rank than him!" I whisper in he r ear.

"Uh, what you want us to do." I say and tilt my head. "Scar, when am I going to get my wings?" I ask sadly and sigh.

"Our pack is to strong to be beat!" I howl and jump in the air. Fang jump higher and flys circles. around me.

I sigh and turn my head away. "If Death is right, and there will be a battle, I am gonna be the first one dead without my wings." I saw the mother of the earth dragon miles below the ledge, looking for her lifeless baby. She looked up and saw me. "Dragon! Dragon!" I yelped and spun around towards the leaders den. "Mama Dragon! Below, Ledge!" I pant. the screaming roar of the mother reached my ears and I yelped. "She's coming!"