Plotting

He glanced over at the butterfly Trinket was talking about. It was perched high up on the dusty, broken chandalier above. "Hmm," he said. "It'll have to come down sometime," he said, looking back at the Yorkie.

Trinket didn't notice, she was chasing a bird.

Kestrel watched the dogs, his anger increasing with every word they spoke. "Dogs!" He growled, bistling. "I won't waste my time and longer." He jumped down from the window sill and looked at the canines. "This is your last chance!" He bared his long canids, his claws clicking against the man-made ground.

Gizmo glared, and bared his teeth. He growled at Kestrel.

"Dog. Don't fight me. You can be a valuable addition to my pack. You won't win this fight. I am a wolf, a wild creature, I fight everyday to survive. You are a dog, a man's companion. You do nothing exept please them. This is your chance to be free like a wild wolf." Kestrel growled. Snapping the dog's neck would be easy, but a waste of time.

"You're not so tough. I can easily rip your throat out, if you come any closer." Gizmo threatened.

"But we already are free, aren't we?" Blue said. "The humans have been gone for seasons. Well, that's what Cloud told me..." he hid behind Gizmo.

Gizmo softened and looked at Blue. "Yes, man has not been here in a very long tome."
Trinket sighed.

Kestrel turned to look at the pup. "You are not free. Have you ever tasted fresh blood, caught your own food?" He circles around the dogs, his muscels rippling under his healthy coat. "Have you survived a harsh winter without a man-made structure to protect you from the wind? No. The humans may not be here but you are still pets."

Gizmo growled at Kestrel.
"He has a point..." Trinket said.

"Join me. Togeather we will rule over this forrest. Nothing will be able to stop us." Kestrel grinned. He knew that he was winning them over. None of them had it in them to attack him.

Trinket shrugged. "I like being a pet." She yelped.

Blue shrank closer to Gizmo. Where was his brother? "I-I don't want to," he said shakily. "I don't need to rule the forest." he laid his ears back, remembering the games he and his brother played. "Cloud and I already rule...we already rule the schoolhouse." (I'mma add that just now)
Like that really mattered.

"How can you descide without trying both things? Hows this. If you help me, you will be able to roam the territory that was previously of the wolves, but you do not have to leave the safty of the remains of a human society. Then you will have the choice to be free." Kertrel thought his offer was just. He would rule anyway.

Gizmo humphed. It was a tempting offer, but for some reason he couldn't..

Gaoth had been hanging in the back, out of sight or scent. Outraged, she padded forward, her muscles gliding under her pelt, her eyes as blue as the sky. "I know I am free. I hunt my own food, go where I want. Who are you to take that away from us?" she growled at Kestrel. She bared her teeth, her sharp white teeth ready to slice through flesh once more.

The white wolf turned to look at the dog. It was big and it looked strong. "I mean no harm." Kestrel growled.

Blue's headwhipped around at the sound of his brother's voice. "Cloud!" he scampered over to his older brother, huddling close to him. "That white wolf is asking us to join him or die,"

"Leave these dogs alone, they obviously don't wish to follow you." her piercing blue eyes narrowed at the white wolf.

Kestrel bore his teeth. "Ignore the pup. He knows nothing of my intentions. I'm not as cruel as to kill a pup." He lied. He had killed many. Oh so very many.

Gizmo growled at Kestrel.
Trinket chased another butterfly.

"What!?! How dare you tell me little brother that." He made himself twice as large when he poofed out his hair. "State your busisness."

Gizmo glared. "He did. Ignore him. He's a bloodthirsty coward."

Gaoth kept her eyes on the wolf, in case he tried something stupid. "He wants to kill the wolf packs." she growled blankly. Her blood pounded in her ears, she was so close to killing this wolf.

Trinket said, "Who cares about wolf packs? They're just big and scary.. and mean."