The Black Rock

Padding his way through the forest, Hook found himself heading for the Black Rock. He found it strange how a ship ended up in the middle of the forest, but figured something such as a high tide, tsunami or a freak storm had brought it here. The pirate moved swiftly through the forest, ducking between ferns and branches. Stepping over logs covered in moss.

As he edged closer to the ship, his ears perked hearing something upon it. Perhaps just a bird, but it sounded heavier. He sniffed the air curiously, picking up faint wolfish scents. He gave a small hum and continued forth to the ship of which was entrapped by vines.

Taking a deep breath he reflected on the lost crew, and lost ship, The Jolly Roger. The were captured, his crew and himself. His ship? Who knew what to make of her now. She had been left upon an island where they had docked, but Killian knew he was far from her now. There were no other wolves or humans on the island, so She was safe for now.

They had been patrolling the beach and took a short swim to another island not too far away, it was here they had become captured in large crates and nets. Killian gave a scowl. He had since ended up here, the same could not be said for his crew.

Giving a gruff grunt he cleared his throat, and licked his dry, cracked lips. The black charcoal smeared around his ocean blue eyes. He looked up to the deck, there sat a wolf. A female wolf. His dark eyebrow cocked to an odd angle, and he stepped in onto the ship, into the hold.

Nails clicking up the steps he was then upon the deck, the wolf's back to him, he cleared his throat announcing his presence. "'Ello Lass" he said smoothly as he flicked his tail about curiously.

Standing still, upon the deck, tail curled highly over his back. Killian eyed the she-wolf with his magnificent blue eyes. She turned around elegantly, a black eyebrow raising to watch the female as she did so. 'Hmm...' he thought as he watched her cock her head at him. His tail swayed lightly as he watched her.

She eye-balled at him, Killian watched her back just as dangerously, He was not sure what to expect of this female, and she, was probably the same of him. It had been a few months since he had contact with anyone, and felt himself slightly tense at the awkward moment of the situation in front of him. Any other time his natural devilish charm would of already carried him off. But something was different here.

"A weird one you are."

Her voice was quiet, soothing. Killian felt his tension leave as she spoke. Her voice almost held something angelic in it, it was smooth, rhythmic. He liked it. Licking his salty lips he watched as she moved towards him, light, free moving, effortless. He stood, not wavering, his tail still curled up over his back.

The she-wolf's own was also curled over her own back. Both of them it seemed were more dominant that submissive. Killian was a Captain. Not a crew member. Nope. And he wasn't about to be made one either. He watched her as she circled him, running her tail over his cheek. A light tingling was present in his back sending a light shiver through him. He was beginning to like her. He felt a hidden urge to just pin her down then and there, sexual tension was building.

"It's funny to see such a bold young character like you up here, on my ship."
"You disturb me in my peace time and you bombard onto my ship."

Still Killian remained a gentleman. He stood his ground as she continued to circle him, to antagonise him, he showed no sign of any weakness to the female, that her ways were nipping at his heels. No. He stood rock solid, unharmed.  "Your ship?" he chuckled as his eyes widened. "I think this ships been standin' here long before your parents even were born, Love." he said in his thick irish accent.

"What is the point in that."

She stopped circling him and was behind his ear, he felt the hot breath rush over his face, he swallowed lightly, and licked his dry lips.  "I do what I like, Love" he said rolling his eyes purposefully as he turned around to face her, she was at the main deck now, looking down over the ship. He cocked an eyebrow at her as he sauntered his way up to the main deck, coming to stand beside her. He let his shoulder 'graze' gently over her thigh, rib and up to her own shoulder, slow, smoothly, entrancing her into his embrace.

He looked out over the ship, the forest had it trapped, the ship wasn't going to go anywhere, even if water came to carry it away it was the jungle's prisoner, and seemed like it was going to stay that way. Killian looked to the female next to him, she seemed to be staring out at the horizon, like she was here, but wasn't at the same time, lightly confused, he stood for a few moments more.

"What's your name, Love?" he remarked as he turned his head to her, his facial muscles relaxed, almost if bored, while one eyebrow pressed down over the eye, the other raised slightly.

When James' bright eyes snapped open, he found himself in the forest. He had a nasty habit of sleeping in and today was no different. The sun was already high in the sky by the time the young wolf woke up. He was laying hidden in a group of bamboo stalks, where he had fallen asleep last night. In most cases James' would sleep in the near by pirate ship but for a while now a she wolf had been making it her home and James' was arrogant but not a fool, no way could he risk approaching the wolf and possibly get attacked.

At least he used to not be a fool. He's been growing tired of sleeping out in the cold, exposed to the elements. It didn't take long for the wolf to get to his feet, stretch and yawn before he was on his way to the black rock. He was always curious as to how the ship ended up in the forest but didn't question it to much. He's noticed a lot weirder things happening on this island than a pirate ship in the middle of a forest. Besides, who knows maybe a mass storm pushed it here or high tide, its really not as strange as it seems once you think about it.

"What's your name, Love?" A male voice said from the top of the ship as James came closer to it. He almost stopped and turned away but he was compelled to board the ship, the wolf who spoke didn't seem aggressive by his tone so James could only hope that it would end well for him.

As he stepped in through the hole in the side he made sure to stay quite but as he made his way up to the deck the boards creaked and his claws clicked across the wooden floors. It was difficult to stay silent so he just stopped trying. "Hello" he said in quite a loud tone, taking a few steps forward before stopping a few feet away from the two. One of the wolves was a female, quite a beauty with a feather rucked securely into her fur. The other was a male, his ears pierced up and baring an arrangement of tattoo on both his legs. James could guess at least one of the two were a pirate much like himself but he couldn't be certain.

"You're aboard my ship boy, I should ask your's first."

Killian gave a scoff. This lass knew what she was doing, well for the better part of it anyway. He flicked his ears as he shifted his paws to be more comfortable position. "I assure you I am no boy, lass" he chuckled lightly as he flicked his tail to draw it up the female's back seductively. "The name's Captain Hook, Love." he continued on. The infamous pirate staring darkly out over the deck.

He wondered what the female was looking out at, perhaps she was reminiscing about the old days? Perhaps her sailing days, she looked like a fair pirate, Killian was interested in knowing more about the lady at his side.

"Hello"

Hook turned around to see a younger male present on the deck, he tilted his head. Where were all these wolves coming from? The pirate wasn't quite sure what to think of it all. Were they together? It didn't seem so. His ears perked as his female companion as he heard a small growl erupt from her lips. He looked at the young male, one eyebrow cocked at an odd angle at him.

"Whatcha doin' lad?" he questioned him. He might of had a chance here and now with that female, and this was putting a halt to the situation. Killian watched him with dark eyes, looking out from under a heavy brow. He seemed like a young pirate.

James simply did not understand. He wasn’t in the least beat surprised when the female growled at him but he was confused as to why she hadn’t acted aggressively towards the older male. James’ didn’t understand that the female may have an attraction to the older male, and James’ was interrupting. In his mind the female was just simply being mean and unfair. The younger wolf’s natural reaction was to react in an equally aggressive way, bristling his fur to make him appear bigger and crunching up his muzzle to show his ivory colored teeth and let out a growl in return.

“Whatcha doin’ lad?” The black and tan colored male sounded way more friendly then the girl. “Well considering I had been sleeping in this ship for a while before this strumpet came marching in and has been livin’ here for months now. I want my ship back ya see.” James’ could imagine what his mom would do she heard him talking with such a foul mouth and calling a women by such a name. She was probably rolling in her grave, but James had been doing a lot of things lately his mom would not approve of. “Why ya have ta be so rude anyway?” James grumbled unhappily and glared at the female.

“If anythin’ I should be the one getting all huffy and puffy cause this ship was mine before it was yers.” In a logical sense, the ship belonged to none of them, it belonged to some poor creature that was long dead. James’ had started sleeping in it a few months before this female had though, so he was gonna say it was his. James’ might propose the three share the ship, but he knew well how greedy pirates can be. It was a slim chance of convincing them, even though they all seemed to be without a crew.

Strangely, there was no fight. The female tilted her head, one ear dropping. The large brute who called himself “Mr. Hook” had simply asked the lad what he was doing, and the female had traded in her harsh comments for teasing words. Small world.


The hidden wolf turned her head to watch the young male, sensing his unease. She smirked, flicking her tail. The unusual fae came over and circled him a few times, almost mocking him. The loner chuckled softly, murmuring to herself, "オオカミはここにどのように奇妙な." How strange the wolves are here.


She folded her legs under her lithe body smoothly, balancing for a moment as she prepared to leap. Why not show herself? It didn’t seem as if these strangers would attack, although she was still wary. She knew her escape route, tracing it in her mind again.


She surged up in a graceful jump just as the female left, landing on the top of the barrel with a quiet click of her claws. She stood tall and held her head high, multicolored eyes staring down at the others in a guarded manner. Her tail swished behind her, though it was not wagging.


The sunlight reflected off her fur attractively; she narrowed her eyes and sat down, tail hanging partially off the side of the barrel. She cocked her head slightly, one ear folding down. "こんにちは。みなさんは誰であるかもしれない?" Hello. Who might you all be?

"This ship has been a-sail for close to a year now, how on earth would you have gotten here and been dozing around without a crew or myself knowing?"

A-sail? This lass seemed right out of her mind. James couldn't understand what she meant. Ship? If she was referring to the ship here, James didn't get it. This ship wasn't sailing anywhere. The girl behaved oddly, from the words she spoke to the way she moved around him. As the she-wolf circled him, James bristled slightly, turning around to keep silent eye contact. When the lass smile, James' tail twitched. Her smile wasn't kind, it was downright eerie. But this other male, he seemed to like her. James didn't understand what he saw in this peculiar and rude female.

You coming Captin, or are you going to wallow in this pups sorrowful tears?

"I don't have any tears, especially over you. And if yer gonna be rude, then ya go away now. No one likes a rude blaggard." James retorted to the female. He didn't like her one bit. Besides the fact that she was rude, she acted wrong. Out of her mind. James didn't want to be anywhere near someone like that.

When the second female jumped down, James regarded her curiously. He supposed that he shouldn't be surprised. If there were two others about, there were bound to be others. Perhaps some nicer ones. But when this lass spoke, James found her just as peculiar as the first. Her words were nothing James had heard before, some strange tongue that sounded smooth and choppy at the same time.
James tilted his head. "I don't understand a word ye be saying," He told her. "Can you speak like the rest a' us?"

“Well considering I had been sleeping in this ship for a while before this strumpet came marching in and has been livin’ here for months now. I want my ship back ya see.”

Killian gave a soft tilt of his head to the younger male, and a quick wink. He sat where he was and continued to watch the female taunt at the younger wolf. He licked his lips momentarily and let the two continue to somewhat mildly argue back and forth, lazily as pirates did. He flicked his tail across the rotting wood it was a shame for a ship such as this to be held captive by the land. She woulda been lovely to see at the sea. In her Hey-day.

You coming Captin, or are you going to wallow in this pups sorrowful tears?"

Killian looked up under his brow with his famous devilish grin, "Course' MiLady" he said smoothly as he got to his paws and started to trek down the steps down to the deck where the younger male was, He stopped a moment at his side. Whispering softly to him. "Female's be dangerous creatures Lad, they'll take everything from you. And there isn't anything you can do about it. Don't fall for their traps" he ended it with a wink, something gave way that Hook was already far to gone into the said 'traps' to return anywhere out of them.

Stopping, Hook's attention was caught by something that flew through the air and landed upon a barrel. He turned to clear his peripheral vision to get a better glimpse at what ever it was that had done so. It was another wolf, a white female with strange bluish markings. A very striking lady indeed but what was confusing was her speech.

"こんにちは。みなさんは誰であるかもしれない?"

Killian was stumped to say the least, he looked at the stranger she-wolf with his head tilted slightly. "I'm sorry, I didn't get a word of that, love." he said as he watched her trying to run the strange language back through his mind.

The loner sighed and rolled her eyes. “How are you really pirates if you don’t know half the languages that you sail to?” she said, a growl threaded into her voice. Overall though her voice was light and whispery, with a strange deepness to it that caught anyone’s ears. She shook her head and jumped down nimbly, walking over to the others.


She chuckled to herself as her claws clicked quietly on the wooden boards, her multi-colored tail swishing behind her. She made eye contact with everyone, her blue orbs narrowed. Her head turned as she heard the voice of another wolf, a female by the looks of it. She was brown and she spook to the supposed “Mr. Hook” as if she knew him well. Well, why not? There could be wolves that have lived on this island their whole lives.


She stopped, turning and watching everyone. She held herself with dignity, seemingly out of pride. However, she was observing everyone more carefully in case they attacked; noting their builds and structures. She narrowed her eyes again and let a low growl rumble in her throat. She sat down and curled her tail around her black paws. “Now, who all are you?” she asked, one ear dropping.

"Female's be dangerous creatures Lad, they'll take everything from you. And there isn't anything you can do about it. Don't fall for their traps" the older male said quietly to James, which made him just scoff. "Looks like yer not doing a very good job yerself to stay away from these female traps" he muttered as he watched the male start to walk back to the lady wolf. He was distracted by the wolf who spoke in strange tongues though.

"Ello, James. I see you're flirting with the girls again, right?" James shifted slightly and glanced over at who had said his names. He hadn't even noticed Kaia as he made his way up the ship, but now she was staring at him with a brow raised. "Why would I be I be flirting with this lass?" he said, crinkling up his nose. "She's old enough ta be my mom!" He sat down and sighed. It looked like he wasn't going anywhere now, he'd gotten trapped in a conversation.

“How are you really pirates if you don’t know half the languages that you sail to?” The white and blue female said and James glared daggers at her. "Don't need ta speak every language under the sun, just need ta know yer enemy," James said, mildly annoyed at this point. “Now, who all are you?” She said again with a growl in her voice. "Watch yer tone" James' snapped, growling low. "But if ya really must know, my name is James Falk."

"Boy, you should watch your tongue around women. We have the habit to bite back." James shifted to glare at the first female again. These bratty female's were gonna be the death of him. "I can assure you that just 'cause yer a lady doesn't mean I wont bite bark twice as hard." It seemed that this first lady on the ship was out of his hair in an instant though. "And good riddance" he mumbled as he watched her go.

“How are you really pirates if you don’t know half the languages that you sail to?”  

Killian looked at the strangely coloured wolf who spoke in different tongues. He wasn't too appreciative of her tone in her voice. "There's no need ta get yer knickers in a knot" he scoffed, "Besides, Love, I've never needed to learn another language." he said with a devilish grin, an eyebrow raised slightly.

"Looks like yer not doing a very good job yerself to stay away from these female traps"

Hook turned to the young male and chuckled at him. "Oh Lad, I'm far beyond saving, so might as well make the most of what i've got eh, boy?" he found himself leaning upright, back against one of the crates relaxing. Hook watched as the original wolf he met aboard this ship disappeared into the forest, he was debating on following her or sticking around here, figuring out who these others were, and what chests they had bee plundering.

He closed his eyes a brief moment and thought about it, There could be a greater reward if he followed after the female. He licked his black lips and thought that he could even gain a crew from these scummy wolves who'd called themselves pirates. He doubted it though. So it was settled, he would go after the female.

“Now, who all are you?”

Hook opened his blue eyes to look at the female who had growled again. Someone must of really peeved this wolf off for her to be like this. "Oh settle down, Love" he rolled his eyes. "We're all friends here." If they had been foes, they would off been at each other's throats yesterday. The boy introduced himself as James Falk, apparent with no real title to his name.

"Captain Hook" He replied as he stood up now confidently and gave a nod of farewell to them all. He shook his tri-toned coat and headed down the steps, and following the scent of the strange female who had disappeared off into the forest.


-Moved to Main River-

The male seemed to be irritated with her, both males, actually. The insane female didn't seem to notice her, which was fine. The she-wolf didn't want to be tangled with that one. "Don't need ta speak every language under the sun, just need ta know yer enemy," The young wolf growled. He sounded annoyed. The multicolored wolf smirked and flicked an ear. "Watch yer tone." the male snarled. "But if ya really must know, my name is James Falk."

She gave a brief nod to him, eyes glinting. She didn't say her name, for she was distracted by the other male, the older one with lavish, and useless, decorations.  "There's no need ta get yer knickers in a knot", he scoffed. She raised an eyebrow. "Besides, Love, I've never needed to learn another language." She growled at this. What pirate didn't need to know another language? "I suppose there isn't much more to a pirate than stealing things, although knowing another language could get you out of some dirty situations." She smirked at him, expression one of hostile teasing. "Oh settle down, Love" the male said, rolling his eyes. She narrowed hers. "We're all friends here." She snorted. Of course they were. "Captain Hook." The male said again. The female rolled her eyes, one ear folding back. "傲慢な馬鹿" Arrogant idiot. She muttered, noting his confidant stance.

With that he shook himself and trotted away after the insane female, not the best decision in the loner's book. She turned to the other male, who had gone silent. "You can call me Ryjen." She said, blinking. She stood and shook out her fur, liking down the spots that stood up. She stood and rose her head and tail high, not in a dominant stance, though it might seem like it. She waited for his answer with narrowed eyes.

"Oh Lad, I'm far beyond saving, so might as well make the most of what I've got eh, boy?" Hook had said, which brought up a snort in return from James. Currently James had no interest in girls, he would see one and think "hey she's pretty" but never felt like he needed to flirt with them. James' only concern was doing what he wants and doing it extremely well. If the time came James actually cared about someone other than himself then maybe he'd be a little more than friendly with her. "Well, good luck with that" he said quietly as he watched the two older pirates leave.

James felt tempted to follow them, but he resisted. There was still Kaia here to talk to, and this new wolf who spoke in strange tongues. "I suppose there isn't much more to a pirate than stealing things, although knowing another language could get you out of some dirty situations." She has said and James snorted again, taking a step forward so he was almost threateningly close. "And what do you know about bein' a pirate eh?" The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, flashing his teeth. "Ya don't even look the part of a pirate." He laughed slightly, having fun with talking tough for now. "For heaven's sake I've seen bilge rats more menacing than you."

James never cared for respect of any sorts. He picked and teased at anyone as he pleased. Its nothing person, James just likes to pick at people and usually not with any intentions of striking a rivalry. One moment he's starting fights the next he's making friendly conversation with the same wolf. James does what he wants because he is bored usually, not because he holds grudges against any certain someone. It all just depends on how his conversation partner takes his little insults and teases.