feeling eerie

[Dyre]

Dyre turned to Myori with a somewhat cold expression. “Now Myori this is the seraphim of angels, as the future leader of the Kato Klan you must know when to be suspicious and when to be humble.” After saying it however he flashed her a warm smile. It wasn’t often he could stay mad at her for a long period of time, especially when she was doing something as “noble” as standing up for her father and the Kato Klan. He then turned to address Arkanos’s question. “It is true that you have the smell, or lack there of, of pure angel blood but I wouldn’t put it past a wolf to kill an angel and wear his cloths to mask his scent. It is a very common tool that they use, though mostly with dead dog skin I doubt it would be much of a leap.” Disdain and hate in every word.

“But these are matters of no concern now that I have seen you are indeed what you claim to be.” He said tilting his head in the direction where the shadows where rising. “It is indeed a great honor to meet an angel, I’ve only ever met two and you’re the second.” He said with somewhat of excitement in his voice. “Tell me have you ever met an angel named Finn?” he said, tail wagging slightly at the thought of his old friend. “He is a soldier, and from what he’s told me a very strong one at that.” Again there was excitement in his voice; it was very hard to get any real details on Finn’s many battles from him so if this one knew anything it would interest Dyre greatly.

[Myori]

“Now Myori this is the seraphim of angels, as the future leader of the Kato Klan you must know when to be suspicious and when to be humble.” came her father's harsh scolding, and Myori shirveled at it. But when her father flashed a smile, signaling all was forgotten in a minute, Myori straightened up again, and replied, "Yes father." she replied, and walked off to stand behind her muscular Doberman of a father, all the while eyeing the angel still not trusting him fully. But what Dyre said, Myori always followed, for she had a great humbleness and respect for her father, and therefore, followed his every order. Well, almost.

[Arkanos]

Arkanos looked curiously to the dog, Myori by name, as her quick retort was issued. But before anything was to be done, Dyre had instantly silenced her. The whole scene made him want to let out a laugh, but he only gave a gentle smile, not jeering in the least bit.

The second Angel? It made Arkanos wonder where this dog had been most of his life... but then again, the angels had been fewer in number than in previous generations. "Finn?" he said. It felt silly, to never haver heard of a subject... but even his many travels Arkanos couldn't have met everyone. "Sorry, but no."

He shook his head slightly then, and looked back to Dyre. "Dog skins?" he said. It seemed unnatural, but the whole world was turned upside down after the war began. Both sides were acting like... well, animals in a way. But worse so than one would expect. He shook his head slightly. "I'm glad your fears are put to rest..."

He shuffled his wings discontented by it all. It was still a deep insult to him, though he wouldn't dare admit it. "Where did you see this Finn?" Arkanos said. "I mean, what business did the two of you have?"

[Dyre]

Dyre watched Myori shiver and walk behind him, but then straightened his head again to look at Arkanos as he spoke. So he hadn’t heard of Finn, maybe he wasn’t as famous as he made himself seem. Though truthfully it may have been Dyre that had seen him as a great soldier and not what Finn had actually told him. Though Dyre was grown he still saw Finn in child like wonder. And now that he thought about it, it had been a while since he had seen him. It had been past time for they’re meeting, though Dyre just assumed he was too busy with all his duties as a soldier.

Dyre nodded as Arkanos questioned the dirty tactic of the wolves, and again as he spoke of Dyre’s now bedded suspicions. But then the subject was again pointed at Finn. At first Dyre was all too happy to tell him but before he opened his mouth a thought hit him. Why would Finn have hidden him in that tree when he was young, or only met him every so often in secrecy if it was okay for him to familiarize with one of the warring species? Dyre scolded himself mentally when he realized that he might have gotten Finn in trouble. But now he had to answer Arkanos, what would he say? He took a deep breath and tried to keep the excited tone that he held the first time he talked about Finn, but it was slightly lower “I’ve met him only once, while I was traveling. We got into a conversation and that was it. I only bring him up out of curiosity.” He hoped that Arkanos would buy it, for the last thing he wanted was to get Finn in trouble.

[Arkanos]

Arkanos eyed the dog suspiciously. At first Dyre's words had made it seem as though the two had known each other very well. But now Dyre was speaking so little of the Angel, Finn. He tilted his head a little, giving him ‘the eye’ to see what he’d do. Maybe Arkanos could bluff the dog into admitting the truth.

But then again, Arkanos wasn’t all that sure Dyre was lying, so he did little more than give him a stern look that said ‘oh really?’.

Shoving his ringed thumb in his pocket, Arkanos looked around a little. “I see…” he said. “The two of you must have spoken quite a deal, then?” He eyed Dyre from the corner of his eyes. He let a wicked smile come to his face. The whole thing seemed quite funny to him. If he wasn’t lying, then Arkanos knew Dyre was probably going mad in his mind, wondering what Arkanos’ strange behavior was about.

He was sure he’d look back later at the moment and have a good laugh over it. “So then, where has your Klan taken up?” Arkanos continued. “… In case I need to speak to you again…”

[Dyre]

Ooc: wow this is way overdue. Sorry


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Dyre stared at the angel suspiciously again. Was his lie that obvious? Arkanos was acting as if he could see right through Dyre. It was an uncomfortable feeling to say the least. He glanced down at Myori who had moved behind him. This would be a perfect time for another out burst! He thought to himself a little nervously. The one time he wanted her to be hot headed she had to be silent.

He was thankful when Arkanos finally changed the subject Dyre was more than relived. A small sigh passing his canine lips before answering the seraphim’s question, “I have taken the junkyard as my land,” he said finally, “feel free to stop by at anytime, we could always use the support of the angels.” He knew that Arkanos would probably never stop by but it was something for him to say to clear up the awkward air that had been left by the talk of Finn.

But then again the thought occurred to Dyre that Arkanos still hadn’t answered his question about why he was here. Was he just wandering about like Dyre or was he here for a reason, “not that its my place,” he started, “but I’m still wondering what your doing here. Shouldn’t the seraphim of angels be in angel valley?”