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Jorje and Joana sat on the rocks, a small pile of them near the river, while Kirada and Aastik sat near the bank - just near the 150-foot drop-off to the water. (All in their wolf forms.)

"Aastik," the large black female said in her usual soothing, Scottish-accented angelic voice. "We need to decide. Your brother is becoming more bold. He could expose us all."

Aastik lowered his head. Yes. This was true - his big brother had now gone to the extent of assassination attempts in public, not caring what humans were around to see the freakish powers of aliens. "It's too soon, Kirada, and you know it as well as I do. Your brothers are not yet fit, we're not yet fit, and our army isn't big enough. You know that my... brother," he spat the word out like a potent food. "Has currupt many strong people from your father's armies, knowing how to turn them against us."

"I know this," Kirada sighed, looking down into the darkness that was the river. "But with his eager to start this, my anticipation grows with more strength and my vendetta becomes more engolfed into the hatred I have for him." She sighed again, standing and turning from Aastik. "I'm going to find something to eat for us all," she said in a flat tone. "I'll be back soon."

That said, she didn't give Aastik any time to reply - or fallow - before she took off into the forest some small 50 feet away from the river area. Aastik sighed, looking down at the water, before he returned to Jorje and Joana to catch a nap, as well. He knew that Kirada would bring home something to eat, and he would know if something was going to go wrong or was going wrong, and would easily be awakened. He trusted her enough to sleep.

Currently in another part of the forest, enjoying a nice nap in the sun on top a flat rock in a clearing. It wasn't a large enough rock for him to be in his full form, but he hadn't really wanted to be so obvious either. From the sun's rays, it had warmed the entire rock, making it perfect for the fire based lunar dragon as he lay sprawled across it. His white wings lay stretched out on either side of him also soaking up the heat. Kaji let out a contented sigh, shifting his position slightly. Basking like this was one of the lunar's favorite pass-times. That and it was good for his fur, making it smooth and silky, and giving it a brilliant shine. Despite the fact that he looked completely asleep, his senses were still still alert. It would be hard to sneak up on the creature, even asleep.

So when he suddenly began to sense a presence nearby, he inwardly groaned at the interruption. When he was napping like this he got very lazy, and not wanting to move. But in the back of the dragon's mind, he knew he would have to at least stay alert to the other presence to be sure it wasn't threatening. It definitely wouldn't be pleasant being attacked.

Unfortunately however, when some large clouds slowly started passing overhead, cutting off the warm rays, Kaji scowled, one bright amber eye cracking open and glancing up without moving his head. Clearly he wasn't pleased. When he saw even more clouds coming, eventually the lunar growled.

"Dammit, screw this..." he grumbled as he stretched, then got to his feet scowl still in place. So much for basking. Well now what? Remembering the presence nearby, which he still felt, the lunar figured he might as well check it out. Spreading his wings and leaping into the air easily, his form weaved through the trees, heading in the direction the other was.

Not too far from the area where the MacNail family was herded, was a girl with light tan skin and golden hair cut short at the bottom of the ear. Her sapphire eyes stretched wide and watched every movement that passed. She caught some movement made by Kaji, but didn't think much of it because she was far and couldn't see what is was. She wore a green tanktop with darker green cargo pants. She sniffed the air and smirked, now scent Kirada. "She's here too?" she asked with a smirk. Avira was actually on the run. Some vampires had been taking a liking to her. She hadn't seen her "sister" in months..almost years.

Avira wasn't born into the MacNails, but "turned" by Kirada. She smirked and scratched her neck before leaping onto the ground. She licked her lips and stalked through the underbrush, her eyes and ears alert.

It wasn't till later did she happened across Kirada. She smiled mischeviously and stayed down wind. She smoothed back her hair and stayed along the shadows. "Well, well, well. Look who decided to drop into the neighborhood." she called from the shadows, only a soft gleam could be seen from her eyes.

Kirada felt all of the movement in the forest - her instincts screaming at her. She was too consumed, however, with the presence of Kaji to notice Avira. Her black, bushy tail swished and swayed lightly in the growing wind. "A storm..." She thought as she lowered her head and looked left. Then Right. Where was this large creature?

When Avira spoke, Kirada's wolf demon instincts overwhelmed her. The large, over 6-foot-tall wolf leapt at her sister, her mind only enveloped in attacking first. She snarled as she lept, her full weight crushing Avira to the ground. Kirada growled, her eyes glowing red and her fangs nearly touching Avira's nose. Her toes flexed, her claws digging into the dirt under Avira. Noticing who it was, Kirada backed off, shaking her head. "You know better, Sister," she scowled. "Someday I could accidentally kill you, and you know it."

She stepped away from her sister, taking the front of her shirt in her large jowls and pulling her up. The presence was growing closer - and fast. Aastik was suddenly at their side, and not far behind him Jorje and Joana.

Jorje stood tall and alert. He was much larger than Kirada - around 8 feet tall; 315 pounds of pure muscle. He had long legs for running and climbing, toned perfectly for any terrain. He also had large paws, with long, sharp nails. He was obviously not a force to be reckoned with. He had thick, dark gray fur with brown legs and a scar around his left eye.

Joana, on the other hand, was slightly smaller than Kirada - though not by much - with multi-colored fur. He was large, too. He clung to Jorje's side, and was obviously still partially asleep. He yawned. "Does anyone else feel it?" He asked the group. He smiled when he saw Avira, and wagged his tail.

Jorje scowled at her - for he still had not accepted her into the family and was unappreciative of being, in any way, related to Frollo. His claws dug into the dry, cracking earth beneath him. "No wonder," he drawled in a thick Scottish accent. "Why else would we have stirred?"

Aastik shook his head, looking at Kirada. Unlike the MacNialls, his accent was Danish. The tri-colored gray animal stood as tall as Jorje - and just as big. Kirada, however, was still growing, as was Joana - and they would both soon catch up. "What do we do, Kirada?" He asked.

Aastik was the one who didn't like to fight. He had perminant wounds on his chest, neck, and front legs from the first war with his brother. He didn't like to use his powers for, during the time he used them, the wounds re-opened, allowing no healing to happen. Kirada looked at him, then to Avira. "Do you feel it, too?" She sniffed the air. "It's in the air," she said and looked up.

The wolves ducked, their eyes up. Jorje's maw curled into a snarl, all of his wicked-sharp teeth exposing themselves as a low rumble ommitted itself from his throat. "Ony a matter of time," he growled and smiled at Avria, chuckled, and looked up again.

Kirada felt it again, closer.... "The woods, now," she said as she stalked into the thicket. As did Aastik, Jorje, and Joana soon behind her, still watching up. Kirada turned and looked at Avira, waiting under a pine tree.

Avira wasn't taken by surpise when Kirada pounced on her. She grinned up at Kirada. "I'm sorry." she smiled and shook her fur as Kirada had pulled her up. "I can't be killed eaisly." she told Kirada and flicked her ears. She turned to see the boys coming up. She bowed her head to them.

"Hello, Joana." she smiled. She was great friends with him, even thought of him more than just a brother. She was happy to be surrounded by her family once more.

She turned back to Kirada, ignoring Joje. Noone liked Frollo, but Frollo had changed.

She heard Kirada. "Yeah, this is why I fled here. I knew something was here, but didn't knwo exactly what it was." she responded and looked back into the shadows, her bright blue eyes staring intently. "Should we check it out?" she whispered.