Jason was about to swear his everlasting loyalty to the king, when the big clock in the mainhall struck 1.00 AM. "My King, You can allway count on my loalty." He said, kneeling, with his right han above his hear and looking down to the floor. "I will never fail you!" He said.

Brock looked very sternly at the one kneeling before him, Brock's legs were crossed while he sat on a pillow in the dark chamber that was his meditation room. He sat in his dalu form, the best form to have both a human like conversation, and be close to the spirits that were becoming of a werewolf.. "Please, my brother, transform into your proper form, and meditate with me for a time.".. there are many pillows to choose from around the room.

Jason nooded and changed to his wolven form. Since he were just a servant, or a soldier, he couldnt be half wolf half human. He sat down on a pillow and closed his dark brown eyes. "May I speak freely, my King?" He said after the other wolves had left the room.

Brock opened his eyes, they were clouded over during his meditation, and his voice spoke in a part etherial manner. "speak freely my brother... a member of the pack must never fear ostracizm..."

"Thank you, my King." Jason said and opened his eyes. "I'm glad the previous king is dead, he was a disgrace to the pack." Jason says harsh. He shakes his wolfhead. "Times has finally changed, we will win this battle."

Brock closes his eyes, focusing himself. "Thank you Jason.." his voice begins to slip back into the etherial..."I trust things will turn out better in the end.... there is yet work to be done though..." Brock's eyes open with a start.. and he stands quickly, he wears nothing, apart from something that could only be compared to a loin cloth, his fur does a considerable job of hiding any nakedness though.."I need to check something out... I will return soon, continue your meditation though! soon, i hope to teach you the form of dalu.." Brock leaves the room.

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Brock returned several hours later, standing in the middle of the main commons area, he shifted into his full wolf form, sitting on his haunches, he let out a long echoing howel, a call to all other werewolves to join him in the commons room....

Jason, who like his human form better than his wolfform, came walking. He figued it'd just look stupid if he ran, and besides he had all the time in the world. He walked into the room and bowed before his King. "You called, my King.." He said and sat down.

Brock smiled, it appeared as though it would be Jason and Brock hunting tonight, any others who wished could join them.. but for now just two hunters would be fine. "come.. we will hunt, like our ancestors on both sides of the tree did!" Brock began a steady run towards the line of the wolf packs territory.

Jason nodded and changed to his wolf form and followed his King. He had not been out hunting for a week now, and to run in his true form actually felt pretty good. "What's on the menu?" Jason asked the King as he caught up with him. It was ment to be a joke, but Jason had never been good at jokes.

Brock mused in his head, it had been a while sense he had tasted the flesh of an elk, or had the thrill of chasing something that large down. "Elk" Brock blurted out, already able to catch the scent of the nearest creature, he stayed in wolf form, a large brown wolf that held amazing power, but still just a wolf... the two entered a glade, and Brock circled around silently, waiting for jason to make the first move..

Jasons thin, black wolfform approached the prey, silently. His black fur hiding him perfectly. His tounge was hanging out of his mouth, and he was drewling alittle. Jason was hungry, very hungry. He crouche down, ready to make the move. He looked over at his King, as to get a yes or a no.

Brock waited patiently, knowing that every second they waited, the elk would become more aware of their precense, suddenly, the buck lifted up his head, smelling the surrounding air, as he slowly began to march out, cautiously. Brock looked at Jason, hoping he would make the move before Brock had to take matters into his own hands...

Jason jumped out from his hiding, very close to the elk. He could allready taste the blood, the feeling of warm blood in his mouth. He was drewling, as he charged towards the elk with full power. Jasons eyes only seeing the elk, his nose only smelling the fresh meat.

Brock watched as the elk's eyes were filled with terror, it ran away from jason, not caring what direction that was, Brock took his chance, pelting out after the elk, he jumped high, his jaws clamping down straight away onto the elks neck!

Jason stopped, deciding he'd let the King get the honor of killing the elk. He knew that Brock would let him have some meat, so there were no rush. He calmly sat down, watching the elk go down.

Brock let go of the elks neck, it stumbled for a short minute, until it fell down, Brock switched into his dalu form, and quickly bit the animals neck, breaking the spinal collumn, it was dead instantly, Brock looked over at Jason, motioning for him to join brock in the feast.

Jason got up and trotted over to his King, he gives him a slight nod and look down at the dead elk. Finally fresh meat, it had been a while. He let his teeth sink into the flesh, ripping off a big piece. Then Jason decided to lie down, and eat it slowly. He enjoyed every bite, the taste of blood and meat.


Brock finished eating, the animal was mostly cleaned of meat, but a large amount still remained, Brock switched into his human form, standing there, looking at the elk, he knew where there was a stream nearby, and he planned on cleaning himself there... "jason, I would appreciate it if you were able to pack most of this animal back to the school... I love elk, it would be a waste for us to not finish the good fresh meat. be sure to put it in the freezer... I have some buisness to take care of in the city..." Brock smiles at jason, "thank you for the company.." with that, he begins an easy jog out to the stream...

Jason nodded. "Yes, my King." He said and changed to his human form. Then he grabbed the remaining elk and went back to the school. There he did what he was asked, and then went to get some rest.

Brock entered the school at sunrise, yawning away his tiredness, he walked in human form into the building, calling out, in his human voice. "Jason, where are you?" he did not yell it, but it carried throughout the building..

Jason stretched, he'd been sleeping. He got up and walked tiredly through a long hall. "I'm here, my King." He said, not very loud. After a few moments he met his King in the livingroom. "Yes?" Jason straightened up, ready to do whatever the King asked him.

Brock smiled at him, and began walking towards his room. "come with me jason.." they were soon in his room, Brock sat down, and took out a knife, it's razor sharp blade looked deadly. "I have a job for you jason.. it involves a human, do you accept?"

Jason nodded. "Ofcourse, my King." He gave Brock a slight bow.

Brock lit some candles, the room was lit soley by candles, as brock removed all of his clothes, he shifted into dalu, his body covered in hair, not enough to hide his nakedness, but much more than an average human would have his teeth jutted out of his jaw, his lanky arms still holding the razor sharp blade. Brock spoke in a deep gravely voice, as if the animal in him was fighting him speaking. "I will cut my tongue, once it is drenched in my blood, it will contain all the scents I have aquired... " Brock took the blade, cutting a long slice along the length of his tongue, deep red blood pooled out onto the knife, brock pulled the knife out, handing it to jason, his tongue healing up quickly "cut your tongue, and learn the scents I know.." Brock splattered blood as he spoke.

Jason, who didnt know how to change to dalu-form, stayed human. He took the knife and cut his tongue deeply. He closed his eyes as both new and familiar scents reached his mind.

Brock waits patiently. "one of those scents, it's a male, he works with machinery, probably in a car shop or some other such nonsense. I want you to find him, he has a necklace with four metal rings, I need to examine it. " Brock reached into a drawer, handing a similar necklace to the one he had just described to jason. "I dont want him dead, he could be valuable, but I do want his necklace, see if you can't be sneaky about it." Brock smiled, embracing jason tightly, as a family member. "the pack will be much pleased jason, and if you manage, bring us back something tasty from the city...." Brock was smiling to himself as he turned... "I have buisness tonight, and need to sleep, happy hunting brother."

"Yes, my King. Ofcourse. I'll do my best.* Jason bowed deeply, then headed out. He changed to his wolf form and started running. How the hell would he be able to get that necklace? He tried to figure it out while running.

Brock smiled, he knew this would be a rough mission for jason. but without the chance to fail, he would never succeed. Brock settled down in a pile of over stuffed pillows, he made one call, and a wolf came he smiled at her, she had beautiful brown fur, he climbed into the overstuffed pillows, staying in dalu, she shifted in human, and they slept, snuggled together warmly. Brock had not yet chosen a mate, but it was common to never sleep alone...

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Brock and Kitty entered the forest, a long way from the school, but still werewolf territory, Brock smiled, feeling his scense become more alive, now that they weren't being barraged with sounds and clogging smells.....

Kitty took a deep breath, smelling the forest. "So.. I didnt catch you name?" She looked at him.

Brock stopped, smelling the forest his senses were attuned to everything, he could hear the raccoons scavenging in the river, the elk sleeping not too far off, he could smell the bear who was sleeping, and he could hear the possom making it's way right behind them.... "it's brock." Brock had assumed she knew who he was.... vampires seemed like the anal retentive types, who would keep tabs on people....maybe that was just him though.... Brock looked up, the stars were gorgeous... "this is why the city is damned.. humans, always cover up the stars. "

Kitty nodded. "Yeah, the sky looks better here.." She answered. "Brock huh..?" She tried to think, where had she heard that name before..? Ofcourse, the new king. She got abit scared. All the vamps had told her about him. They said he was brutal, killing his enemies no matter what. Why hadnt he killed her? She pretended like nothing, and smile faintly.

Brock unstrapped his sword, and laid it down on the grass next to him, he sat down, and patted the peice of earth next to him. "kitty, I am curious about you. would you tell me about yourself?" Brock kept his eyes on kitty, folding his arms on his knees, he would need to sleep soon, and she would have to go, but he still didn't know who this woman was...

Kitty looked at Brock, then sat down. "There arent much to tell you.. I'm probably lots older than you, I love the church.." She shrugged. She couldnt tell him much, both since he was the enemy and because she was the princess. If he knew, he would kill her for sure. "What abot you?"

Brock laid back, looking up at the stars realizing that the relationship he shared with this vile creature would be complicated to say the least.. she couldn't know much. "I like to look at the stars..."

"....Aha.." She nodded. "Well.. I guess I do to.. " She nodded and lied down. "Anything else?" Kitty asked, curious.

Brock thought for a time... "I dont like being human" with that brock began shifting into his wolf form, until he was a wolf, laying down next to kitty.

Kitty got up and backed away. She knew that now he could rip her apart very easy. "I..eh.." She didnt manage to say anything. If Kitty had had a beating heart, she would've experienced a heartattack by now. Luckily, her heart had been still for 200 years. 

Brock looked up at kitty, cocking his head to the side slightly... it was too bad they couldn't speak while he was in wolf form, but it was so much more comfortable! out of his human skin, the fur of a wolf is so much more.. relaxing. Brock stood slowly, and sat down, looking up at kitty, he wasn't in dallu form, god knows she would be dead if he was in garru...

Kitty slowly walked back to where she had been sitting, and then sat down. She kept looking at the wolf. She didnt say anything, trying to calm down. After a little while she sighed. "I guess I dont have to hide my true nature either..." She let her fangs grow to the right length, then looked at him and gave him a little smile.

Brock was curious about what made them grow, whether it was that they extended downward from an elongated cavity, or if it grew through some kind of evil magic... he wasn't sure. Brock looked very closely, drawing himself closer to kitty, sniffing her newly formed vampiric teeth. it smelled so different than what he was used to, undead.. he sat back, his eyes wide.

Kitty looked at the wolf. "What...?" She asked, as if she knew he was thinking about something. "You're looking at my teeth?" She smiled wider. "You know, I'm not the scary one here.... you're the big bad wolf.. " She joked, feeling more safe.

Brock couldn't help but smile, that wolf smile, his tail wagging slightly, he sat down next to kitty, leaning into her, he felt that he could trust her, especially in his wolf form... or maybe he just felt less hurtable in his wolf form... who knew

Kitty then did something she never believed she would do. She scratched the wolf behind the ear. "Hmm.. you're not that bad really.." She smiled. "You seem like a harmless dog.." She grinned to the wolf.

Brock's ears stung at being called a dog... it was a grave insult. He couldn't help the hairs on his back from bristeling, his teeth baring slightly, a deep growl emmitted from his chest, how dare this thing call her a dog! He looked at her dangerously, but as quickly as the anger came, it was gone... he still didn't lean into her though.

Kitty noticed his anger, and quickly stopped petting the wolf. "Eh.. maybe I should go..." She stood up, her teeth shrinking to the normal length.

Brock shifted into his human form. he stood before kitty nude, a small smile on his face. "I appreciated your visit..." Brock strapped the sword onto himself, deciding that after showing a secret like being a werewolf... who cared about pants? "I'll escort you out." it wasn't a question, as brock began walking towards the perimeter, the sun would rise very soon.

Kittys eyes widened, for a brief second she had had her eyes on something pretty private. she quickly looked him in the eyes. "Dude.. you're nude.. I doubt the citypeople will appreciate that.." She gave him a slight grin.

Brock smiled back at her. "good thing we aren't going to the city.. wouldn't want to make a scene. I'll drop you off at the border, I trust you can get home from there?" Brock continued the steady pace towards the freeway that marked the border.

"I wont go home.." She answered quickly. She didnt want to go back to the school that day. Kitty secretly looked at the wolfs body, without being noticed since she walked behing him. Then she looked around, seeing the sky getting lit up abit.

Brock felt her eyes boring into him... but it could be imagination. "well, dont care wher eyou go, get out of the sun though kitty, and maybe I will see you again some other time. " Brock could smell the oil of the cars as they neared the freeway.. he was tempted to ask where she would be staying, but that was a bit forward... "will your clan miss you?"

"I dont know.. they probably know where I am, usually I stay in the church if I dont come back.." She came up next to him. "Join me..?" She asked, before even thinking it over. What was it about this wolf that made her act so foolishly..?

Brock kept walking, he was thinking deeply about what kitty meant. join her for prayers? Brock was a man of the spirits of the world... not god. but he beleived in prayer.. he could join her for a prayer. but what if she meant for the day? did she want him to sleep with her? .... and of course that brought up all kinds of.. moral amiguities... "I could pray with you." Brock continued walking steadily... "I should get dressed though"

Kitty nodded. "Yes, please pray with me.." She smiled. "And clothes is a good idea, you dont want to scare the holy men.." She gave him a grin. "I'll head for the church right now.. You come as soon as you're dressed.." She said, then started running. The sun was up soon, and she didnt like the light. It wouldnt kill her, but it felt uncomfortable.

Brock watched her running, he admired her grace. Brock returned to his clothes, putting them on, he than made his way through the woods, following her scent to the freeway, and than to the church. he was nervous, but didn't feel the threat of actual danger.