What would you give for a friend....

[Alyssa]

Graves. Some many graves.

Alyssa slowly walked along the rolls of tombstones. She was still young and had no real understanding of death or even the means of being a wolf. What would she do now? All alone and on her own for the first true time in her life. A little breeze blow through her jet black hair and had the hold of the red leash around her waist sway abit and her black dress flow slightly. She held in one hand a few red roses she has pick from someone's garden, just to be yelled at by a human and run off with her tail between her legs. Today was her first day in a city or town of any size but she know what graves where. She watched as they lowered a body into the hole, their 'final resting place.' She stopped at a headstone with a wolf carved in it. She read it quickly and her eyes widden. Iras. The old woman who bascly raised her. She placed the roses on the grave, turning in her wolf form she laid down on the grave and whimpered, "Iras..."

[Rayne]

Hiding behind a tombstone, Rod watched Alyssa with interest.
"Why's she lying by a tombstone?" He asked himself.
Rod decided it was better to stay hidden, and so he ducked down under a gravestone and watched Alyssa.

[Alyssa]

Alyssa sighed and closed her eyes, her ear twitched abit. She wasn't like most wolves and even thought herself as a pet or even almost human. Not knowing the reason from her actions she laid, mourning for not just the woman who give her a home but her own lost path.

[Rayne]

Rod slowly stepped out from behind a gravestone. His red fur was matted, scars covered his body, and he had one oversized tooth sticking out. He looked quite odd, and if someone saw him at night in a graveyard they would most likely think og him as a zombie wolf.
"Hey," He wagged his tail at Alyssa. He hoped his appeareance wouldn't scare her away.

[Alyssa]

Alyssa jumped at his voice and her tail tucked between her legs as she stood backing away abit. Yes, she was scared and whimpered slightly but it was not his appeareance. She learned not to judge by looks. "Who.... who are you?"

[Rayne]

"I'm Rod," The red wolf answered, "I belong to Death Pack, but it would seem that I've gotten lost here."
He blinked in curiousity and asked, "And who are you?"

[Alyssa]

Alyssa's eyes widdened slightly with hope showing. Pack.... That word. It meant a lot to her, even though she don't remember a time where she had a pack. "Alyssa..." Her flattened ears stood up and she relaxed abit, tail wagged slightly. "So, you are in a pack ? ... That must be nice...." She sat and bowed her head sadly.

[Rayne]

Rod sat down happily.
"Yeah, it's nice." He replied, "Just sometimes it's good to get away. So... Where'd you come from?"
He thingyed his head at Alyssa, still trying to figure out why she had been weeping by a gravestone.

[Alyssa]

"I really don't know..... I was lost from my pack and raised by a human named Iras.... That is her grave." She looked over at the tombstone. "Once she died, I had no one... I'm just a wonderer." She looked at him, sadly.

[Rayne]

"Ohh," Rod lowered his head, "I'm sorry."
His ears perked up, "Maybe you could stay with my pack!"

[Alyssa]

She looked away unsure then back at him, "Really?" The she-wolf tilted her head and waited for him to speak. Alyssa wagged her tail abit and looked in his eye with her own innocent little blue eyes. "Could I really stay with you and your pack?"

[Rayne]

"Probably," Rod grinned and his oversized fang stuck out like a skyscraper, "We'll just have to check with the Death Pack leader: Splinter. He's... He's around here somewhere." Rod said as he surveyed the area.

[Alyssa]

She stood and barked happly, "Ok~!" She acted more like a pet dog then a wild wolf. She eyed his fang and smiled abit. "So, what is the Death Pack like? Is there many wolves in it?" She went on asking questions like a curious child her tail wagging like mad. She stopped and looked at him, her stomach growled abit, "Could you teach me to hunt?" She then sat and scratched at her red callor and smiled once more.

[Rayne]

Rod's tail wagged quickly too, but not as fiercly as Alyssa's.
"Death Pack is great," he began, "There's 4 members so far: Me, Splinter, Firestorm of Winter stars, and Tohru Honda."
Rod rose to his paws, "Sure I could teach you how to hunt. Would you like to learn now?"

[Alyssa]

She acted like a puppy, so childish. Unknowing the true danger in the world, and what path you was choosing if she joined the Death Path. "If you are up for it, so am I."

[Rayne]

Rod smiled, "I'm always ready." he beamed.
He turned and began stalking through the graveyard to hunt.
"C'mon," he woofed, "Lesons begin now."

[Alyssa]

The young she-wolf followed him close behind. Her sharp blue eye watched his every move. She was studying him and learning.

[Rayne]

Rod came to a halt a few yards away from a rabbit he had scented.
"Watch what I do," He grunted to Alyssa and stalked forward.
Once he knew he was close enough he broke off into a run and captured the rabbit in his jaws. With aquick motion oh his jaws the creature hung limp.
He turned to Alyssa.
"First scent your prey, then stalk, and then attack."

[Alyssa]

She nodded, watching him. Smiling as he held the limp rabbit in his fangs. Sniffing the air, Alyssa's ear picked up and she spotted a brown squrrel near a tree. She stalked up slowly and low to the ground. It stopped, tail twitching an head turned Alyssa coming into the squrrel's view. She took it a run and so did the squrrel. It run in a hole leading into the tree. trying to stop she slide into the tree hitting her nose against the bark.

She appeared to him in her human form now. Sitting on the gound, one hand in her nose and tears in her beautiful blue eyes.

[Rayne]

Rod trotted over to her in his human form and helped her up.
"Don't worry, I'm sure you'll get the next one. You just need to practice."
He sniffed the air and pointed to his left, "Over there. I smell a rabbit. Try and catch it. I know you can."