R A N A
female | 2 yrs. 9 m. | Highvalley Court ~ Provider | Border Collie mix
Location: Highvalley Court Clearing | Mentions: Odin, Jukka, Derrien[directly] Dag, Dakota, Beocca [indirectly]

Rana couldn't quite get used to the feeling of living with such dogs; these noble creatures spoke so highly yet... were all so distant. She accepted the commands from Jukka and Odin without a word at first, only nodding her head in agreement. When they each fell silent and her departure was expected, she dipped her head once more and bowed towards them both. "M'Lord. Lord Duke. May you have a pleasurable day," she murmured, voice seemingly forlorn yet as distant as she could manage. Snatching up her kill, she murmured a quick and muffled, "I'll be right back!" to Derrien before bounding away to hide her kill among the prey pile in the dens.

Returning shortly, she fell into place at the other Provider's side, ears tilting towards him respectfully as he spoke. Derrien, she believed, always seemed to be in a good mood, no matter how dire the approaching situation seemed to be. Rana's own pelt prickled as they turned away from their leaders, her only desire to stay and protect the only dogs that had ever allowed and offered her safety and shelter. "We should. Dag and any others that aren't busy protecting the borders," she murmured, half in thought. "And Odin did suggest taking Dakota or Beocca. It's a good idea." The larger the party, the more eyes on danger, should it choose to show it's ugly face. If only they knew exactly what to expect... and when to expect it.

F E N R I R
Male | 1 year 6 months | Alsatian Shepalute Wolf Mix (65/35) | Lord Commander of Blackback Guard
Location: Blackback Guards Camp
Mentions: Skera [directly] Daemon, Gunnvar, Kolvardi, Ignatius [Indirectly] (Open for Interaction)

Fenrir nodded slightly before looking around and making a choice between the available executioners before replying. "Looks like I'm taking Daemon, Gunnvar, Kolvardi, and Ignatius then." He said semi loudly as to catch the attention of said dogs.

( Short, I dont really know what to respond with besides the names xD )

((I also had Dag approach Dakota. Not sure if you missed it or not.))

| I G N A T I U S |
Male • 1 Year, 7 Months • Ibizan Hound Mix • Blackback Guard • Youngblood
Location: Camp • Mentions: {Directly} Cain, Fenrir / {Indirectly} Salem

"I was out collecting herbs for Salem," Ignatius replied, sure that was a fairly obvious statement. "I thought it might please her, but I'm sure she'll find a way to make it seem as if I were committing a crime." The sighthound had indeed missed most of the Jarl's speech, but it didn't take a genius to catch on to what was happening around them. "I got the gist of it." As Cain expressed some concern they would be separated Ignatius paused. Now that he hadn't thought of. Just as he opened his mouth to reassure his friend Fenrir called for him and his large ears folded back against his skull momentarily in dismay. "Wait here..." He loped toward the larger male, halting in front of him moments later. "Cain must come as well," he announced, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

F E N R I R
Male | 1 year 6 months | Alsatian Shepalute Wolf Mix (65/35) | Lord Commander of Blackback Guard
Location: Blackback Guards Camp
Mentions: Ignatius [directly] Kolvardi, Cain, Skera [Indirectly] (Open for Interaction)

Fenrir's head snapped up when the smaller dog spoke, not quiet sure what to do. On one hand he himself already had four dogs, not including himself whilst Skera had three so it only made sense to make sure she had Cain. He knew he was going to end up with Ignatius and that was the main reason he had chosen Kolvardi. He wasn't blind, he knew that the two dogs had a bond of some sort. The last thing he needed was for something to happen on the battlefield only for Ignituis or Cain to rush to the others side. Then again he didn't exactly know either (or any of the dogs actually) on a personal level, having rather been alone when he had the chance. Being one of the younger dogs didn't exactly help. Never the less Fenrir decided to stick to his decision by saying a single word. "No. I dont want any... distractions on the battlefield for either of you. You will both need a clear head and if you spend your time watching Cain whilst you fight your more then likely going to end up bringing the whole group down. Besides, look at it as a reason to fight, so as soon as the fight is over the sooner you get to see Cain" Fenrir said as he gazed at Ignituis before directing his eyes towards Cain.

((I must have missed it because i never saw anything regarding Dakota, let me find the post before i put her reply up.))

G U N N V A R R
Male | 7 Years, 4 Months Old | Arctic Wolf x American Alsatian |Blackback Guard Slayer
Mentions: Fenrir, Ignatius, Cain

Rough, calloused feet kept the colossal elder firmly balanced on the bed of slate he stood on, silently watching as the younger canines sorted themselves out. It was an odd feeling, really, and one that Gunnvarr wasn't particularly enthused about. He enjoyed participating in pack strategics, but his opinion was rarely desired since aging. His ears perked up with interest as the limber form of the Voodoo apprentice strutted directly to Fenrir, intercepting the Lord Commander rather assuredly. The sight made him huff with amusement, giving his head a slight shake as he stepped down from his perch and sauntered over.

"If I may?" His deep voice was hoarse and unused as he beckoned the attention of Fenrir, in turn allowing himself to bow deeply in respect once he turned his way. "I'm honored to have been selected to accompany you for this contention, but I can't help but offer my thoughts in regards to Cain. Ignatius is bound to set his eyes upon his friends wounds while in hospice- not in the battlefield, for I assume he'll be put to work at healing alongside Salem. A companion for travel will not do any harm." Though I suppose we'll all be separated eventually before we reach Highvalley Court.

S A B A
Female | 2 Years, 3 Months Old | Borzoi x Golden Retriever x European Wolf |Omega Prisoner of Highvalley Court
Mentions: Faline, Mimicry, Alexandra [directly] Ragnar, Kolvardi, Vansi [indirectly]

Long tendrils of fur from her tail tugged from beneath her back paws as she pedaled on it in an attempt to push herself further against the wall, the wide stare of her eyes never leaving the unfamiliar strangers who gazed at her. For a moment, she put herself in her former family's feet and imagined just what they'd do. Ragnar for sure would spit venomous threats their way, promise to spill their guts and feed it to their families. Kolvardi, as she can remember the executioner correctly, likely wouldn't utter a word. He'd let them kill him before he opened his mouth and would huff if they believed otherwise. Vansi? Oh Valhalla itself would welcome many lost souls if these dogs dared to cage her. She'd likely tear the whole dungeon down and bring every forsaken soul with her. Saba? Me? What can I do anymore? What would I ever have done if I remained with the Blackback's? The Borzoi hybrid's features flickered with confusion, meddling with her thoughts. Ragnar had spoken about these dogs and their desire to murder them all- to destroy their bloodline in an unrelenting genocide. How could she believe that, staring into the faces of such even-tempered creatures? Although further inspection of Mimicry didn't do much to soothe her fears. Her eyes peeled away from the Saluki and landed back on Faline, though she couldn't help but flinch at the sight of a new face. A large sturdy female had appeared, strong and full of power, yet still.. far from containing the same kind of thoughtless malice that any Slayer possessed. She sighed, deeply and thoughtfully, before responding in a quiet voice. "My name is Saba, and I am no longer a dog of the Blackback Guard. I wish to join your ranks and serve your King."

N O R T H
Male |4 Years, 6 Months Old | Grey Wolf x Beauceron |Blackback Guard Slayer
Mentions: Skera, Lucifer, Lena [directly] Kolvardi, Cain, Ignatius [indirectly]

The faintest hint of a smirk exposed white fangs as he inwardly agreed with Lucifer. He did want to see what Skera was capable of- and thankfully, he'd be able to. His nod was curt but respectful as he acknowledged Skera's order for him to accompany her patrol. As he silently allowed his eyes to analyze his companions, North's ears swiveled around and laid against his skull rather uncomfortably. As much as he wished to be alongside Skera, he realized that with that order he'd be working only with females. Momentarily he felt insulted; brutes were to work alongside brutes, that was how he was raised. Would it really be rewarding to fight a war with these females, or would he end up doing all the work? A quick glance at Lucifer and her hardened expression told him that was unlikely to be the case. Regardless of gender, they wanted to prove themselves; more than anything. He couldn't see himself having to throw himself in front of any of them, and quite honestly, he couldn't think of any other males he'd wish to fight alongside other than perhaps Ragnar or Fenrir themselves. Turning his attention back to the rest who were being recruited, his eyes narrowed slightly at the mention of the executioners. In an instant, North decided he'd want Kolvardi if he had any opinion at all. Ignatius was a curse and Cain.. well, he didn't know what Cain was capable of, or if he was capable of anything at all. Turning his attention away from the younger dogs, he looked down at Lena, taking her in carefully. "I hope you know you won't be leaving that battle ground without a few scars." He warned her gravelly, narrowing his irises sharply as he anticipated her reaction.

J U K K A
Male |3 Years Old | Chinook x Swedish Elkhound |Highvalley Court Lord Duke
Mentions: Odin, Saba, Darrien, Rana

Jukka nodded after Darrien, pleased at his eagerness to follow their orders without objection. The Provider did not appear in any way affected by the terrors that surely loomed ahead; he was either very gifted with disguising his concern or the weight of the situation simply hadn't gotten it's grip on him yet. "You as well, my dear." He called after Rana, his voice even and calm. With their company out of the way, Jukka became all too aware that he remained alone with his once-lover. He lifted his chin and cleared his throat, allowing the pale sage of his irises to rest on Odin's. "I wish to discuss the fate of our prisoner. As much as I believe the girl isn't of much importance to the neanderthals, I don't think we should keep her in our position. Kill her or throw her out." He stopped, his eyes flickering away as he recognized the harshness of his tone. He shouldn't be speaking of killing so vehemently. "With that.. what are we supposed to do? Sit here like wading ducks? We need to put more of a plan in order." And you need to ensure nobody tries to take your head on a stake in the dead of night. Somebody should be with you. He added silently, a thick cloud of panic sitting on his chest at the thought of the Borzoi facing assassination.

F A L I N E
Female I 3 Years I Chinook Mix I High Priestess of Highvalley Court
Mentions: Saba, Mimicry, Alexandra [Directly], Odin [Indirectly]

Faline flinched at yet another different voice, but quickly calmed herself down after seeing it was just one of the knights. Alexandra, she thought her name was. She considered sending her away, but if she was going to be completely honest she didn't feel safe around Mimicry, so having the Knight there was comforting. "Oh, that's completely fine. You can stay if you'd like." She said. Seeing as Mimicry had started talking to herself again, she decided to ignore the Omega. Anything she was talking about was probably going to be disturbing, and she wasn't sure if she wanted to listen. Suddenly, the prisoner began to speak, and Faline quickly turned to look at her, her ears pricked up. Hearing what she had to say delighted Faline, but as much as she would like for Saba to join them, she wasn't sure if Odin would let her. That didn't mean she wouldn't try to convince him, though. "I'm going to step into the cell with her, but you two should stay out here. The poor thing's already scared, I don't want to lose her trust." She said to Mimicry and Alexandra. She made eye contact with the Knight for a few moments. Even though she doubted the prisoner would attack her, she sill needed Alexandra to be prepared in case she did.

Faline slipped into the cell, making sure the door shut behind her before addressing Saba. "That's wonderful! Though I'm not exactly sure how willing Odin would be to let you join our ranks. He isn't very trusting of outsiders. I'll see what I can do." She made sure to keep away from Saba. She understood if she was still fearful, and she didn't want her to feel like Faline was trying to corner her. "Would you mind coming a little closer, dear? I'd like to get a better look at you," Her tone was as gentle as always, and she sat down so that she was in a less threatening stance.

R A N A
female | 2 yrs. 9 m. | Highvalley Court ~ Provider | Border Collie mix
Location: Highvalley Court Clearing | Mentions: Derrien [directly] Dag, Dakota, Beocca[indirectly]

Already the air seemed clearer around the two dogs as they loped out of camp. The male Provider lightened the mood a great deal and when Rana glanced over, she met his grin with one of her own. Her golden, wavy coat glimmered as they rounded a sharp rock and stepped into a brighter patch of sunlight, unhindered by clouds. Her wavy-furred tail flashed white and gold like a banner.

"I'm sure they see beautiful sights that we normally don't catch, moving so much all day and all," she replied. Her duty was to her pack above all, and she tried her best to make her day as productive as she could. "Eagles in flight or elk, migrating across the plains, thousands of them." Rana's voice grew breathy with awe as she imagined the sight of thousands of elk moving in unison across the grass and dirt, antlers all moving forward. "But, then, they can't spend too much time admiring nature or we wouldn't be as safe as we are," she added thoughtfully. At his further commentary, she glanced the dog over and smiled a little. His fur was thick but she could tell he wasn't lying.

"Sometimes I wonder why we don't allow dogs to do both in their lives... but then, I wouldn't make such a good knight, I think." She chuckled and glanced his way before her ears perked. "Hmm. To be honest, I really believe so. What else are we to do when our home is attacked? A Provider cannot provide when their home is unsafe and in possible ruins." She paused and seemed to rethink what she was saying. Falling silent for a moment, and suddenly turned away from him. "I believe I hear Dag and Beocca, they must be behind that rock wall," she murmured.