Legosa

I see a line of cars and they're all painted black
With flowers and my love both never to come back
I see people turn their heads and quickly look away
Like a new born baby it just happens every day

I look inside myself and see my heart is black
I see my red door and must have it painted black
Maybe then I'll fade away and not have to face the facts
It's not easy facin' up when your whole world is black

Months had gone by since her death, and still the great white beast had been a recluse, staying to the most solitary reaches of the Valley's northern border. Anger, regret, and revenge brewed in the blackness that was his soul until it threatened to drive him mad. He had come so far, letting his guard down to allow someone to love him - and for him to love them back. And now... she was gone. He still could not fathom how the mighty Aaka could have been brought down, after all she had gone through, and after all the years that had spent together.

As the massive hybrid perched himself on the edge of the highest cliff, his fierce and brooding eyes glared blankly at the crimson globe that was setting behind the naked branches of the winter trees. The dying sun was as red as his mate's blood, instilling more animosity and fury when it seemed that no more hatred could possibly be crammed into his cold heart. Aaka's death would be avenged. One way or another, more blood would be spilled.

No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue
I could not foresee this thing happening to you

If I look hard enough into the settin' sun
My love will laugh with me before the mornin' comes

I wanna see your face, painted black
Black as night, black as coal
I wanna see the sun blotted out from the sky
I wanna see it painted, painted, painted, painted black

Harlan, Adonis & Laquaine

"He sure looks pissed off," muttered Adonis to his companion, his eyes on Legosa.

"Adonis!" hissed the white female, who moved forward to stand beside her friend on the ledge that overlooked Legosa's position, "not so loud! He might take his rage out on you if you don't shut up." Laquaine watched the large hybrid male with unease, suddenly anxious about standing above him and observing him glaring out at the sun. "I...I think we should go."

The grey wolf shrugged off her comments, as he stepped forward to get a better look at Legosa. "I don't. I think we should ask him what's up. We could help him out. Might be useful if we need help la-..."

"Move."

Adonis begrudginly moved from his spot at the point of the ledge, casting a dirty glare at the larger canine that filled it. Harlan peered down at Legosa, frowning slightly. "I'm not so sure, little brother. Doesn't look like he'll respond too well to visitors." The chilling yellow eyes of Harlan settled on Adonis as he turned back to look at his sibling, his face a picture of seriousness, with the flare of a challenge in his eyes.

"You don't have to come, but I'm going to talk to him," Adonis decided, lifting his head considerably (causing a low growl to erupt from his larger brother). With a flick of his tail, Adonis picked his way down an easier part of the slope down towards Legosa.

"Adonis!" Harlan growled quietly, "You're acting like an unruly child!"

It was to no avail, as Adonis continued towards Legosa and as he neared the other, he coughed subtly. "Something troubling you? Need some help?"

Legosa

So engrossed over his own berievement, Legosa failed to tune into the hushed bickering that was going on above him. The world around was simply shut out as he allowed his mind to be envoloped by thoughts of his dear Aaka, driving home a hurt that was greater than any physical pain. He let the dark thoughts fester in his soul, brewing up a cankerous breed of hatred that all but cut off the last of his good will.

His unflinching gaze into the dying sun was snapped away by the voice of a stranger, bringing Legosa whirling about with his hackles expanded and fangs bared in all their gruesome glory, "Who the hell are you?" The alabastor hybrid demanded in a sharp growl, taking a ridgid few steps towards Adonis as his plumy tail arched high over his back. The look in his narrowed, pale-yellow eyes poke of nothing but unbridled amimosity and murderous intent.