<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/65IEnCn.png)</div><br/><strong>Character name</strong>: Astir<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Open<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Alpha House<br/><strong>When: </strong>Evening<br/><hr/><br/>Astir was keenly aware that the boy was an omega, the spirits whispered but kept there distance. They called Nel'aen little sun in the whisperings and they spoke his own name as well, Dark moon. They spoke of conflict of blood in the snow.<br/><br/>He focused on Nel'aen through the chatter. Those eyes the boy had were quite striking even if they were brimming with tears. He heard more than saw Kon approach. The large wolf panting. He sensed his eyes on him but he didn't look away from those striking and innocent eyes. Yes, that was it the boy was innocent and not a threat. The long look into the others eyes was broken by his alpha's approach.<br/><br/>A low rumbling growl he knew well caught his attention and he looked at Ts'itu, watching as she changed into her human form. She was a feral thing of grace and beauty. A creature of the deep forests and wild places of the world. It was true such power and grace was only enhanced by her lack of clothing for to be in such a state was freedom it's self, shifting fluidly from wolf to man and back again.<br/><br/>He gave her his full attention and when she ordered him to stand down there was no hesitation whatsoever as he slid his dagger back into it's sheath as soon as she had uttered the command. The day she became alpha she became more than just the dearest friend he had ever had. She became someone who commanded his loyalty, trust and absolute obedience. From that day on he laid his life on the line for her and became her shield and her sword. As her third this was his duty.<br/><br/>He didn't move under his alpha's hard, Resolute, gaze returning it with his own steady one. It was not a challenge but a look of alert readiness for the next command. The unspoken passed between them. They had, had this conversation way too many times. It was true he loved the pack too fiercely, what was his strength was also his weakness. It was his one and only true pack. The slow death of his mother and the slaying of his father left a deep hole in his heart that was filled with a need to protect the ones he loved. He did so at all costs. The hand in his ebony locks was reassuring. She was able to pull a small smirk from his lips as she ruffled his hair, understanding him like no one else seemed to. He had been on one knee and he rose up when she gave the order to take Kon and secure the area.<br/><br/>Stripping off his clothes in a practiced, quick manor he dumped them and his pack by a tree, standing naked in the afternoon light as he turned and made his way over to kon, slipping fluidly into his wolf form as he did so. Jet black hair shown a deep blue black in the light and sharp golden eyes scrutinized his snow covered world. He was smaller than Kon but he would have been larger than most of his kind as he was larger than a great dane but had the muscle mass to complement the size. He was still a little sore at kon from last night but now was no time to be at odds with the man. Kon was part of his pack too and even though he drove him up a wall at times he would still run beside him and protect him like any of the others of his pack.<br/><br/>He ran a bit ahead of kon sense his smaller frame allowed him to move much faster. He scented the air and leaped over logs and dashed through snow, alert for any trouble. They didn't encounter any until they were nearly done searching the area...<br/><br/>Astir was just about finished when the wind shifted and he caught a faint scent of not one but several wolves. He was just about to warn Kon when a twig snapped and two huge wolves lunged out at him from opposite sides. Kon had forewarning of the attack as it happened first to Astir. Fangs sank deeply into his shoulder as one of them bit into him and the other only managed to grab scruff. Together they weighed him down and he lashed out at them with furious, vicious snarls. A movement in the tree above them caught his eye and he saw a third wolf in human form, an arrow locked on him. With an effort he pulled himself free of the wolves, tearing his shoulder in the process but managing to make the archer miss his mark as the arrow embedded it's self into the ground where his heart had been.<br/><br/>Kon had his own problems as three wolves in wolf form attacked him in a similar way only instead of an archer kon had to deal with a man with a shield and a long sword who was closing the gap rapidly. They must have been trying to track down the young omega.