Megatron

Megatron had seen lilly and blackout. That was the final straw. He left with out a word. He limped his way deep into the canyon and found a cave that he marked to ward off others move laying down just inside it

Ta'Kali

A white wolfess, her snowy coat marred only by a hazy black saddle mark that sat just behind her shoulders, wove her way along the myriad of trails that criss-crossed through the Canyon. She was in no particular hurry to get anywhere this afternoon, other than out of the sun's relentless reach until night fell. With that goal in mind, Kali's eyes honed in on the spot of dark along one particular cliff face, not realizing this was the same cavern that Megatron had picked no less than an hour earlier.

If not for the sudden and fierce winds that had kicked up, harolding an incoming storm, Ta'Kali would have picked up on the clear markings Megatron left around his hovel. Instead, orange-brown orbs squinting against the raging zephyr, Kali slipped inside the den without quite realizing there was already someone there...

Megatron

Megatron heard her and smelt her and he growled. He lifted his head up but he was too tired to really get up at the moment if he didn''t have to.

Ta'kali

The growl, heard just above the wailing of the winds outside, froze Ta'kali in place. She blinked into the darkness of the cavern as her eyes adjusted to the shift in lighting.

'Another wolf!'

Her fur bristled instinctively, and her words came out guardedly, "Hello?" She blinked again, and her dark eyes finally caught the silhouette of Meg's, lying on the ground. Was this wolf injured? That's when his scent, mingled with that of blood, finally came to her tense nares. "I didn't mean to intrude, I was just trying to escape the winds." Realizing that this other canine must be wounded, her hackles slowly lowered, "Do you need help?"

Megatron

He had many reasons to act aggressive right now. This wolf he didn't know. He'd be very hard for anyone to get near him in his mood. wrong cavern to choosehe growled. He didn't answer her question.

Ta'kali

'He's got to be exhausted.' The thought drifted through Ta'kali's mind. Her eyes were quickly adjusting to the light now, and she could now make out dark stains of red against his pale, ashen coat. 'That might explain his temper.'

She half considered backing out of the cave and honoring his request, but the winds were howling now. A small branch, caught up in the gale, smacked against her rump and brought an irritated rumble from the female. She stepped fully inside, deciding she'd rather deal with this grumpy male than the dust storm out there. "I could clean those wounds, stranger. Before they get infected?" Ta'kali offered again, her personality a bold one that wasn't dissuaded by Megatron's current temper. "How did you get them, if I may ask?"

Megatron

Megatron wanted to get up and chase her off. But he was too tired to do that. Her words. Do what you want he finally replied. My brother was all he said.

Ta'kali

It wasn't the most inviting of words, but it was good enough for Ta'kali. The pale wofless sauntered closer to Megatron, without a single fiber of muscle showing tension for drawing so close to a wolf who was clearly not happy to have company right now. Like a mother to a sullen cub, she settled in next to Megatron and began to turn her tongue over the worst of his wounds.

"Your brother, you say." She tsk'd, pausing just long enough in her cleaning to raise an alabaster brow at the other. "Did you get exiled from the pack? These wounds seem more than just a minor scuffle between siblings." The banner of the Aspen Grove clung strongly to his pelt, though she wasn't at all familiar with that pack, or any others in the Valley.

Megatron

He let her just laying his head back down. No I left without a word let them worry. he said.

Ta'kali

She listened to his explanation as she nibbled away a matting of bloodied fur, then cleaned the underlying wound with deft strokes of her tongue. "I'd think they would be worried, as bad as these wounds are." Kali sniffed, "Do you plan on going back?"

Megatron

He snorted** no **

Ta'kali

She would have nodded in understanding, had she not be in the middle of cleansing a wound to his upper leg. Instead, after drawing back a moment to inspect her work, Kali remarked, "Makes sense to me. That's partly why I left my own family band; too much in-fighting amongst the sisters and aunts." The casual way in which she delivered this suggested her ordeal wasn't quite as intense as Megatron's, but gave her some common ground with this gruff stranger. "Have you any plans then, or are you going it solo now?"

Megatron

**I plan on starting my own pack** he said he'd like to kick his brother out of Aspen Grove but he needed a pack to back him

Ta'kali

Interest perked in Ta'kali's mind when Megatron spoke of a desire to start his own pack. She drew her head back once more, so that she could properly make eye-contact with the stranger. "You're an ambitious one." She had to grin a little, admiring the guts this old wolf had. He was beaten and bloodied, self-exiled from his natal pack, but didn't let any of that defeat him.

"If you're starting a new pack, you're going to need help." Ta'kali pointed out the obvious. Her eyes traveled back to the wounds Megs sported, some now clean, others waiting to be tended to. She leaned her snout forward and started in on a series of punctures on his side, "I'll join you, if you'll have me."

Megatron

He listens to her. ** It's my rightful place but my bastard of a brother stole it from me** he growled.

When she spoke** if you want but I only take those who will fight. I am Megatron son of Starscream and Tayzeka**

Ta'kali

"He sounds like a right bastard." Ta'kali empathized with a snort, recalling her own problems with her blood pack. She may not know who this 'brother' was, but she could feel Megatron's anger like it was her own. And without missing a beat, the brassy female chuckled, "Megatron, is it? Well, I can hold my own in a good scrap, so we're good there."