Jewstro & Mynjael

Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Your blood is sweet,
But your flesh is too.

Today was the first training session for the newest Hybrid, Mynjael. Recently embarking on his own little journey, into an unknown world, he had stumbled upon the valley. In the process, he had met the Hybrid Gang, and joined them immedietly. He wasn't such an evil being, but could turn out to be quite a force, with such wolven and tame dog blood mixed into his veins. He had a proud heritage, and wanted to be known around this valley, and what better way than to join up with such a bunch of hybrids?

Jewstro, doing as his first priority was, and always was, padded down toward the lake, and halted at the edge. He eyed it keenly, making sure it was safe at the spot they had come to. A sly grin spread across his canine maw as he spotted just what he was looking for; a "rock" bridge. In the thinner portion of the lake, there was a bunch of rocks showing from the surface of the water. They were a bit slippery, but flat and fairly large, and stretched all the way to the opposite side of the lake. It wasn't all too far, though, and would be a nice little training run. Perfect for practicing footing. The Hybrid turned his head to look at Mynjael, who was staring bleakly across at the rocks. "Here is your first training and 'test' session; practicing footing, and getting it right. See these rocks? You will have to jump, walk, whatever to the opposite side of the lake. It should be pretty easy, unless you stumble and trip easily... During winter, you'll be tested on the ice." he stated, giving a light snort. This would be entertaining; it always was.

"Um, okay." the other replied, auds planing out to the sides. He wasn't so sure of himself with his paws yet, but he knew he would have to feel confident in himself if he wished to be an "excellent" addition to the gang. He couldn't let them down, and especially not so soon.
His eyes scanned the rocks, taking them in, and planning on how he'de do this. Place this paw there, and that paw right here, and then this... he thought to himself, but then his mind had a quick meltdown. He couldn't remember this!

Jewstro smirked, sensing the uncertainty Mynjael was feeling from the atmosphere. All the better to be entertained. "Well, we can't stand here looking at it all day; get going! Once to the other side, you'll have to come back." he stated, sitting back on his sleek haunches, and eyes following the uncertain Hybrid.

Mynjael came to the edge of the cool liquid, and sighed lightly. Oh well; he'de have to go through with it. It would help him become better at fighting, and maybe running? Perhaps, but he couldn't be sure. With a gruff noise, he took his first small leap to the nearest rock by the shore, and gained his footing after his hindpaws almost slid forward from the impact. "Yeowch!" he yelped lightly, a hind claw digging into his fur on a foreleg and slightly penetrating the skin. He then shook his dial, and immedietly started forward again, with a lighter leap; gracefull and elegant like a cat, but he fell that time, with Jewstro snickering at the shore. "Better luck farther off?" he asked, giving a brisk chuckle, eyes watching everything, as the Hybrid jumbled up his movements.
Mynjael was too focused to reply, or even listen for that matter. He continued going "strong," though, even after a few falls and trips and slips; getting all wet. What fun training! Not.

THE HYBRID GANG

Leader: Blackcrest
Second in Command:
Highest Comrad: Irritue
Higher Comrads:
Other Comrads:
Reffi, Jaziphur, Raeque, Jewstro,
Aracondo, Braq, Lucifer, Anna,
Schyfael, Xae, Astricado, Ronji,
Sniper, Xenon, Surri, Mynjael
Spy Bird: Flurge

RISING AS YOU FALL

MAESA

MAESA was a seductress, she was beautiful and enchanting, dancing about in your dreams. Luring you into the dark and then feasting upon your fears, turning into a monster but still beautiful. She rips your heart out of your chest and with the warm flesh, still beating in her hand she stands over your dying body, eyes red and kisses you softly. Then your dead and her hands and face are red, with your blood. And the monster then moves on, finding another victim to seduce and then she kills them too. She is mad, evil and enchanting. A beast. And she's coming for you. 

THE beast, a female wolf, husky and shepherd hybrid moved silently. Her amber eyes glowing and holding malice, she wants you dead, she wants all of you dead. But she doesn't look evil, she is quite beautiful actually -a almost orange color- most normal looking. Her eyes searched the Pike's Lake, looking for life in this barren place. Then she saw it, two males by the lake and the hybrid grinned. Maesa raised her tail and trotted towards them a grin on her face. 

MAESA's amber eyes watched as the younger male tried crossing the stones. Her eyes danced with laughter but still had their dark look to them. She sidled right up to Jewstro and sat beside her, still watching Mynjael. She chuckled and then glanced at the other dog, her eyes scanning his body. "Kinda clumsy, huh? Is it his first time or something?" The hybrid raised a brow and gave him a mischevious grin. Maesa sat with Jewstrow, watching Mynjael try and cross the rocks to get to the other side of the lake. 



MAESA 
THE SEDUCTRESS IN YOUR DREAMS

Jewstro & Mynjael

Jewstro continued to watch as Mynjael made his way over the rocks. "Not too keen..." he whispered to himself lightly, just as another hybrid came up. One he did not know, and she was one to make Jewstro suspicius. He only gave her a quick and brief side-glance before turning most of his attention back to the stumbling Hybrid out in the water. "Yes, and yes. First training session." he stated in reply, eyes narrowing as Mynjael ended up slidding head-over-paws, and landing into the liquid below him. Jewstro couldn't help but emit a small chuckle; it was funny how something so small in reality could be such a big laugh at times. Jewstro would have been having the time of his life, if only the other was saying stuff, such as "darn it," or "that hurt," or something of the sort. He kept his seat, watching with great personal interest. Right now, the other hybrid wasn't something he was too wary about.

Mynjael was now almost to the opposite side, completely drenched from falling into the water so many times. If this was considered easy stuff, then call him stupid, 'cause this outta be one of the hardest things he could ever imagine doing. Breathing roughly, and now in a clear haste, he took one final jump to clear the open gap between rock and shore, landing with a dull THUD. He then turned around, but stood there, examining the position of the rocks. He would have to catch his beath before trying anything like that again. He would definitly be hurting after this; after some quick falls, he had his body punctured by some sharp rocks, but nothing was major. Barely even a scratch, but it had hurt quite a bit, and this canine knew he'de be aching, without a doubt.