The male had surprised Archon by not countering his remarks. Certainly not what Archon had expected. What he expected—yet another insult directed his way. But instead, what he got was silence and frankly, Archon couldn’t ask for more. He felt more relieved than anything else, now knowing that he wouldn't have another possible enemy to deal with—well, for now, at least. Surprise, indeed.

And there was another shocker—Raksha, defending him? Archon wasn’t aware she even cared, let alone was prepared to take his side. Even though she probably only stuck with him because the other option was, as she put it, a rabies-ridden ass, Archon felt strangely consoled by the fact that she chose to back him up. He would have hated to see the tables turned and have her on this newcomer’s side. Other than resent them—perhaps even lash out if it came to that—Archon had no idea what he would do in that situation, and therefore was quite grateful for Raksha’s disapproval of the fellow male.

But it seems Raksha’s comment earned her yet another verbal attack. Archon contemplated why she had been targeted instead of himself. His mind relapsed into its original way of thinking—natural dislike for females? Archon’s authority? An easier victim? Archon couldn’t guess which motivated the male to choose Raksha over himself, although a rare curiosity had been sparked in him, and it wouldn’t easily be extinguished. Rarely did he care about anyone but himself—let alone be curious about them—so this was pretty much a first for Archon, and he didn’t exactly know how to handle it. Say nothing and hope his poor observation skills eventually discovered an answer? Yeah, let’s go with that.

As he listened to the male’s comeback, Archon couldn’t help but admit that every word he said was true, though he gave no reaction to what the newcomer had said, so as not to give a hint for what side he was on. As far as they knew, he was just the innocent bystander in all this. I mean, it was Raksha’s choice to back him up, and this was the consequence. Despite his previous grateful feeling, Archon showed absolutely no appreciation for it. It was her problem to deal with now—he sure as hell wasn’t going to do anything for her. He had been given no kindness in his earlier years, and there was no way in hell he was going to give it now. For one, she wasn’t even a member of his pack. And secondly, Archon wasn’t well known for his ‘returning the favour’ attitude. Complete opposite, actually--taking advantage of another's generosity was more like it, which he was currently ensuing now. And therefore, Archon simply watched from the sidelines, only getting involved if one of the other’s chose to do so.

Dolosus looked confused as his attack was not super effective. Usually his sudden change in expression was enough to startle any wolf. While watching with a brow raised, Dolosus observed Raksha calmly giving a little stretch and yawn to show that she was unmoved by his words. The tawny male looked even more confused as she stood back up and leaned to sniff his aura it seemed. Though he had done the same to her, he felt uncomfortable himself at his personal space being invaded. Any wolf that close to him more often than not wanted a fight, but Dolosus was always startled when he was never expecting one. His hackles raised involuntarily.

Raksha seemed to be disgusted by what Dolosus assumed to be his smell. He wasn’t too much dirtier than the average wolf… he just tended to roll in dung more often just for more of its benefit. As she began speaking, Dolosus stared at her blankly. Whatever words that were coming out didn’t seem to penetrate his brain, and he watched as her muzzle moved. After her fangs began to bore him, Dolosus glanced around the cave for something more interesting. When he saw Archon again, he grew interested for a moment before remembering that a shouting match with him might not be the best thing to do. When the shrill sounds stopped, Dolosus turned back to Raksha with a brow raised again.
“Oh? … you done? I didn’t know whether your mouth had an off switch or not…” Dolosus turned from her and took a seat for himself by the wall. “Oh, and you’ll always be a weirdo no matter what you just said. Heh… that’s actually a nice name for you…” he said while glancing over her. “My name’s Dolosus.” He said with a bucketful of pride, though quite randomly. But his smile faded quickly as a lightning bolt shot in the nearby distance and created a sharp, ripping sound that reverberated through the cave. As his hackles were even more pronounced, Dolosus tried to hide his sudden surprise with a leisurely stretch of his own.
“Uhhhhhnng... Nice weather huh, Weirdo?”

If there was a single being on this earth that could switch from mood to mood so effortlessly; it was Raksha. So, naturally, that's exactly what happened. Atleast it wasn't much of a surprise -- to herself, atleast- that the only sign that she had ever wanted to rip his throat out was a grunt. The remarks he made she didn't really pay much attention to, as she had expected him to come back with something witty, and similar to what he spoke. She watched him stray off to the corner and say a name she wouldn't remember before she made any motion. Rolling her shoulders, she turned to find another spot to rest. Raksha gave a few sniffs before turning in a direction that faced the other two and shortly after plopped down on her haunches. As she cozily tucked her tail around her hindparts, she actually let her eyes fall on Archon as he scratched at himself. Well, that was certainly Alpha like. Atleast, she never knew of any Alpha that would do that in the company of practical strangers. She probably would have snorted had he not beat her to it. Only, he didn't laugh at himself. He was laughing at Dolosus's remarks toward her, no doubt. Shaking her head, she looked back at the newest addition to the party as he questioned her.

"Yeah, lovely." She responded, not at all phased by her new name. There was worse she could have been called, so why fight it? Besides, it was childish, and she indulged in anything immature. Now that she was completely satisfied with where she sat, she looked back at the Alpha, a brow of her own lifting. "And I suppose you're not going to kick me out?" She asked, though it sounded as if she hardly needed an answer. Raksha had already decided this was where she was going to be camping out, especially after going through all that nonsense. Atleast it spiced up her evening.

"I mean, hell, we're practically all friends now."

Archon didn’t know what to make of Raksha’s reaction. She didn’t seem overly pleased, though, and Archon couldn’t help but glare in response. She only shook her head, which caused distasteful grunt to escape him. If she had something to say to him, she should have the courage to come out and say it. He wasn’t the one to blame for her verbal abuse, and it wasn’t his fault that he found Dolosus’ comebacks comical, while hers... not so much. Both those things were of her own account, and therefore she may as well just live with it. Besides, he was an alpha for Christ’s sakes. Why should he concern himself with her petty little thoughts about him?

As for Dolosus, well, he seemed scorned for a moment or two, although Archon couldn’t understand why. It was his own joke—why should he be offended if Archon found it humorous? Then he laughed abruptly before turning back to the female. Well, what the hell was he laughing at all of a sudden? Archon wasn’t liking the whole 'loners camping out in his cave' situation. He was at the brink with ‘not getting involved’ shit, and wouldn't hesitate in throwing them out, if need be.

"And I suppose you're not going to kick me out?" Archon’s eyes shifted from Dolosus and back to Raksha, glowering. He had already decided that he was no longer on good terms with this Raksha, and now she was asking a question like that with full confidence in the answer. Hah! Now wouldn’t she be in for a surprise? "I mean, hell, we're practically all friends now."

“What the hell is that? Some kind of joke?” If it was, Archon sure as hell wasn’t laughing. I mean, friends? For one, he hardly knew either of them (though he had drawn what he thought were fairly accurate assumptions) and based on what he had already seen, Archon wouldn’t be considering either of them friends.

But that was all Archon could manage saying before Dolosus went off on another rambling rant, though Archon wouldn’t be hehing at this one.

“ ... Hell, I don’t even think he cares actually.” Dolosus paused to glance at Archon then, and he caught his gaze. Archon clearly wasn’t impressed by Dolosus' remarks—and his expression made this horridly apparent. What he was about to say would only affirm his irritation. “‘Scuse me? What the hell would you know?” Dolosus had only paused long enough for Archon to provide his one measly comment and continued on with his rant.

The rest of the conversation (which was mainly Dolosus rambling, Archon grumbling and Raksha doing god-knows-what) didn’t go too well either. Archon took Dolosus’ ‘it’s not like one of us is gonna try and claim it anyway’ as an insult directed at the state of the land. He’d heard plenty of those comments before, and was getting pretty tired of them. Archon presented this by directing a glower in Dolosus' direct, snorting curtly. His mind repeated what he had said a few moments ago: ‘what the hell did he know?’ though remained silent--he couldn’t get anything out before Dolosus’ resumed talking. Christ, did this guy ever shut up?

Eventually, this Dolosus character had finished, and just as he had, Archon made his proposal. Either they shut the fuck up or they get their umbrellas ready, because Archon was no longer amused by their little feud.“You know, I’m gettin’ pretty fed up with both of you... And well, I s’pose I don’t have to tell you that there’s a storm out there waitin’ for you...” The alpha rose to his feet, his gaze shifting from Raksha to Dolosus, and back again. Enough of this shit was basically what he was saying, and he hoped they understood that--or else, well, they'd be freezing their asses off in the pouring rain. Now that would be amuse him.

Dolosus had long grown lazy and had settled in his spot quite comfortably. He had glanced at the others as they had retorted to him, but the echoing of his own ego kept him from caring too much. Assuming from the lack of support from pack members and any signs of a pack at all, Dolosus thought Archon would be all bark and no bite as he resided within his land. And Raksha was his plaything, so Dolosus didn’t much care for her words. It was true however that Dolosus made a craft of getting on others’ bad sides frequently. He had filled the gap of companionship with a faux dominance over others. It let him sleep at night as long as this lie was kept close to the heart as truth.

Eventually, the alpha had grown irritated of the both of them, and had finally spoken with authority. Dolosus eyed Archon, and refrained from comment because of what respect he had for the guy. The tawny male was slowly growing tired from his mouth exercising during the past half hour or so, and was finally choosing to rest his tongue.
Giving a snort, Dolosus rested his head on his paws, but occasionally would gnaw randomly on his forearm. His thoughts began to drift elsewhere as he took to his own silence.

OoC: Crappiest Post EVAR!

Raksha was completely stunned that no one had said anything sarcastic to her, but she was very relieved. It was a little more comforting knowing that everyone else that accompied her inside of the cavern was settling down as well. At least this way she didn't have to worry about being the only one asleep; the thought of that was not very appealing to her. Even though she was convinced no one would try anything when she was sleeping, it was understandable that she wasn't going to trust two strangers.

When Archon made his own announcement, that was enough for her to make her decision. She yawned before deciding to let her furred lids cover her dull gold eyes. It reminded her of why she had come to this little cave in the first place. It also reminded her that she was rudely woken up. Oh well, it was over now. Raksha shifted her weight some more until she was completely satisfied with her positioning. She opened one eye to take one last look at everyone else before she actually decided to keep them shut for the night. She gave some thought over the nights recent events all the while slowly drifting off to sleep. It wouldn't be long now...


(i think my post is crappier, ak-choo-lee)