At his full height Roman bares his blood stained 5 inch incisors ready to fight to the death.
"Leave...my...territory..."
Akita just smiles and luaghs,"Good one Rom, eating grape fruit before makes it a whole lot more scary!". Akita says before opening her wings and taking flight.
"I'll be back Rom, I'm going to talk to my parents....you know how lions are when you're home late.", she stammered has she was trying to keep her wolf body above the ground at a safe height.
"I'll be back.", she said as she took flight.
Romanulus...a perfectly fine pup with powers that where so different to have....and he didn't have a clue for what was to come. Romanulus usually went by Roman. Rom by Akita. No one else date to call him Rom. Last wolf that did...lest just say his mom still won't let him out of the cave....
Anyways, Roman continued to practice telling other wolves to leave his territory until dark. Akita didn't come back, that was usual for her. Her dad. A lion. Ruled with an iron fist. Always wanting more from the for pup.
But back to Roman. No. He had special powers...he had a very different pelt...much like his sister.
Roman pelt is black. Yes that's a normal colour but...the crimson that covers most of his tail and covering his entire face down to his hunches except for the black tips of his ears and his nose...
Akita though...she was extremly different... While she has a white pelt...she had ice blue markings all over her.
Akita usually calmer but when she was mad...not even Roman would stand up to her.
Akita was a fearless warrior, she had her dirt battle at the age of 8. She was home alone, she was the middle aged, she was adopted and felt unwanted most of her days.
