From Venus to Mars; Siblings Reunited-Bluternte and Rukh

They've been reunited by the pack of Xerxes, finding each other once more. Bluternte remembered Rukh only by his familiar scent. "Who... are you my... brother?" She would ask, shocked and unsure how to word her question at the first sight of him. They were separated at a very young age, before they even knew their names. Bluternte wandered too far from the pack while her siblings stayed with Mother. In a new, strange, outside pack, she was given the name "Bluternte". She learned how to survive, how to be strong, and everything she knew today was because of that odd pack.

However, that home was only temporary. They split up, and Blut was on her own. Eventually, she made it here, to Xerxes pack, where she and her brother could live together again.

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"Rukh!" She called into his den one early morning. "Come on! I want to get something to eat before everyone else catches everything. This is the fourth time I've tried to wake you!" Her voice was eager, but the patience wearing thin. Playfully, she jumped on top of him and tugged at his ear, more like she was a pup than his sister. "Lazy day for you, or something? Didn't you sleep good last night? Up! Up!" She jumped off of him and stared at his face until he responded. Bluternte always seemed to be most active in the early mornings, trying to get the fattest prey before anyone else even gets up. It was always nice to have someone like Rukh to hunt with. After all, Rukh was the only one that she could show any affection towards. Being toughened up by her old home limited traits like that.

Ruks vine bed went swinging and his eyes flew awake. He looked around only to be attacked by his sister. He was not a morning person nor was he an any time of day guy. He woke and fell as he pleased seeing as sleep was sleep. With his training to become a teacher he was more dog tired then before. With a well placed paw at her face- she lept off his vine bed on to the of and then on the ground. He stood got out of his bed and stretched before falling her. "Morning sis. . ." he yawed and let out a small howl and shook.

He did not want to wake Valk who was in the cot on the other side of the room so he shooed his sister out and was right behind her. "they are training me to teach others how to do packly things and to fight, you know im not a fighter. I mean i can and it come natural but i cant think on it and it bugs me" he made a weird scrunched up face before he saw an open shot and tackled her to the ground and biting her ears playfully to them this was normal and he enjoyed it. Having Omi back was like having a slice of home.

Bluternte rolled around on the ground after she was tackled by her brother. Her thick build gave her an advantage. It was tough for him to nip her ears, and she was easily able to kick him off and get away. She quickly retaliated, and nudged his shoulder with her intertwined horns. Scurrying off, she made for the woods, making sure he followed her.

Looking back, Bluternte spoke to Rukh over her shoulder "Well, Professor Rukh, you can teach others how to hunt! They might be able to fight, but they gotta eat, too, yes?" The purple sunrise coated Bluternte in a blueish shimmer. Her normally red fur looked violet in the morning. It was tough to see her in the shadows of the early woods. "You don't have to focus on just fighting techniques. Other Pack-like skills are needed, too." The fae stopped and turned to Rukh, giving him a confident smile. Rukh had such a good nature. So peaceful. Yet, he did what he had to do even if he didn't like it.

Once kicked off he landed on his feet like a cat. While his sister had strength and size he had flexibility and Dexterity despite his large slender size. when he was jabbed he bit at her horns and ran after her. She wasn't faster then him because Rukh was easily able to match her speed. he almost ran into her butt head first but took a quick stop instead jumped over and landed on a branc to the side of her. He pondered a moment "That's true. I have been focusing on a lot now a days"

He sighed and though back to all the crap the dill instructor has crammed into his head. Most was simple and even a pup could do. Others were complex drills and positions. While fighting did run in the family because of the magical bloodline, he nor his sister got it while the other 3 brothers had it from a young age. Even their parents had it. But then again what the siblings lacked in magical talent they were natural fighters, and although Rukh didn't like to admit it he loves swing his scythe axe around. Yet when someone told him how to do it or teach others it was harder for them, and for him. He was good with words and explaining but explaining battle was not his thing.

Looking up he saw a smile replaced by an impatient stare. she was always in a rush to get things done. Sometimes he questioned if they were related. but their father was an impatient brute and their mother had all the time in the world. "first one to bring back lunch to this spot wins. The trophy this week is moms other Claw." their mother although skilled in healing liked to use golden claws as her weapon of choice she was the most flexible wolf he'd ever seen and greatly took after her. She had 2 sets, a gold pair and the blue black pair. Seeing as he gave up one of the gold ones to enter the pack peacefully he used the other gold one as the trophy for theses little challenges. the Blue black ones were his despite what any of the siblings said. and they hung above Ruks bed on a wedged out brick. He gave a sly smile to her before taking off "GO!" he yelled back already in the lead.

The stumble caught him off guard and he went maw first into a mud pit. Getting nothing but a mouth full of wet dirt he swallowed some and began shaking his head furiously getting the rest out. It hit him just then he was wasting his time fighting an unforgiving target. he growled at hims self and pulled himself out of the mud.

The heavy skies let loose rain clouds ans the sun was slowly fading from the morning horizon behind the wall of rain clouds. He smiled a sly smile one only Omi knew even if she couldn't see it he lunged ahead pushing his limit of strides and took off deeper into the jungle. Lightning struck  near by but caught nothing on fire thankfully. All the small game seemed to disappear from site so did the larger game. He let out a howl of Victory to tell her to return to the spot, something was wrong. He forced himself to run back to the spot where they met, empty handed for lunch. He waited a moment for his sister but she never came. Fear caught him as she never came back, he raced to the den and grabbed his gear running the way she took off fallowing her trail.