Graduation (Mustang and Hawk)

An RP featuring 's Mustang and 's Hawk




The sun had not yet risen across the cove of Burakumin, the sky painted a medium cerulean, a steady mist coating the water and part of the sanded beach that skirted the main dens. It was certainly a morning of production for some, a few wolves were littered around the territory, most out in the open. It was here, some of them turned, backing away as a large cream and grey male paced along the shoreline, his ears twitching and his breath causing smoke to exhale from his mouth. The cove was silent as he walked, save for the jangling sound of the keys that the male carried, his piercing green eyes studying those around him.

He stopped for a moment, raising his head, his paws just out of reach of the soft waves that swept up to the beach. He knew half the pack were still asleep, but decided to make the announcement anyway.

"Those who have not yet graduated to obtain higher rank, and those who wish to be granted access to adulthood, report to me in 10 minutes, NO later. Anyone late will be denied graduation..... And cursed out. Wake those who are sleeping. Time starts now!" He growled out, his voice echoing through the cove, even the water was silent in comparison. Here, he walked through the middle of the sand, and through the rocky border, and toward his own den, hearing the cries of 'Aye Captain' fill the air, as he awaited his unqualified pack members.



Hawk's ears pricked up high, she had been  awake for awhile now, in fact she hadnt slept well at all. Anticipation ran through her body, this was the day  shed been waiting for! She will become a full member!
She had been sat watching the sea longing to get back on it when she heard the captains loud proclamation.
Tail wagging slightly she bounded down the rocks with ease, paws hitting the hot sand. Composing herself, she walked out past other pack members, tail held level unafraid as she approached her Captain.
"Aye sir!" she cried as she stood attentivly in front of him. She was one of the first ones to arrive, and definetly the one with the most spirit.



Mustang watched as the young female approached, his eyes kept carefully trained on her, his own tail held high. Ah yes, he remembered her very well. She'd been here a while now.... the pup that actually ran away from home to become a pirate. This in itself had surprised the Captain, as not many were really truly willing to follow, especially when their own family members were being kidnapped.....

This reminded him of her.... brother was it? Ah yes..... the whelp. He turned out not to be very good at all. Froze up, and was too scared. He had not seen much potential in the pup, and was quite disappointed in the fact. But his sister..... she showed a LOT of potential. She was always the first to line up for things, and had even killed a wolf as a pup. This had thoroughly impressed him, though he wouldn't show it. But now was the real test, to see what his pack was made of.

He nodded to her, to put her as ease, and then focused on the rallying wolves, slowly but surely filtering through. Once the time was up, he gave a soft grunt, and waved his tail. "Now, as you are aware, graduating will enable you to further your ranks, to progress in training and become the legacy that is the pirate name...." He began here, his voice rumbling deep in his chest. He rolled his shoulders slightly, showing off his large frame.

"However, graduation is no fun and games. Graduation will require you to show what you are made of, to see if you have what it takes to survive here. You must be willing to do anything, to use any tricks and means necessary to win and get your way." He instructed.

"Honour is for pathetic whelps. Here, you eat or get eaten" He spat here, his fangs showing as he snarled harshly. He led the group to a small lake area, outside of Burakumin, hiding himself in the shadow of the trees more, the mist making it harder for normal wolves to see. However, living at a cove that often experienced fog, Mustangs eyes had adjusted to see through this, and to see a small pack of timber wolves, mostly playing and scrambling around happily in the water.

"As a pirate, you take everything and anything. To kill your own kind if need be" He said here in a low voice, so only his troops could hear him. "So.... eat. Or get eaten. Go" He said here, sitting down slowly, and shooting a look to those behind him. Graduation had begun.



Hawk followed Mustang without hesitation, she took notice of his frame, his movements, his deminure, everything she took notice.
She stood next to the captain, her eyes already spotted the weakest members of the pack in the mist
"one each captain? or can we be greedy?" she smirked sidewards at her superior. She already knew the answer. Whilst others hesitated, she slowly crouched and began to walk low to the ground into the mist, hunting had giveing her the skills to stalk even the most alert of animals..and wolves werent exactly hunted everyday- so they had no fear. Perfect victims for pirates.



He watched the smaller female made her remark, giving her a nod. "Be as greedy as you see fit" He encouraged here, his eyes focused on the small group ahead of them. He watched with pleasure as the female started forward, and a small smile appeared on his muzzle for a moment. This was always the part he liked. The running, the panic. He sometimes even got involved himself. But he had to watch, observe. He predicted that she would be the first to move, and watched on.

The wolves by the lake were none the wiser, all playing around, laughing in the mist, unaware to the glimpses of glowing eyes behind them of the many pirates that watched them. There were some older wolves sat on the bank, younger wolves and pups were splashing around in the water, jumping to and from the bank, their laughter echoing. Mustang had stopped his pack more on a slope, so watched as they swarmed slowly down the hill, slowly toward the wolves that suspected nothing. He was looking for leaders, for viscous fights. He was looking for pirates.



Hawk paused at the bottom of the slope and sniffed the air, there was a faint foreign whiff of a wolf just in front of them, adult, sat keeping watch from far away. That was a wise move, always stay on guard. Hawk hissed lowly at another younger wolf who hadnt smelt the wolf, to stop otherwise he wouldve given them away.
This is tough, i gotta' keep an eye on everyone in the pack too..in case they screw up.tch"
She blended back into the mist and around the sentry, making sure to keep downwind, her scent masked entirely.
Her target was a young lame wolf, slightly older then she was by the looks of it, but an easy one to pic off. even lame males were deadly.
Signiling with her tail to several wolves around her to stop and go round to the far side of the bay to cut them off should they run. hawk had gone into hunting mode- and nothing stopped her from that



The older female still suspected nothing, and was busy watching some of the younger pups playing, her tail twitching a little as she did so. Mustang still watched from afar, standing up slowly in anticipation. This truly would be a test. He had spotted the lead male some distance and he was very well concealed in the mist. A small shiver of excitement shot through the male. If things got bad, at least he could get involved..... Take down that lead male..... He set his jaw, turning to locate various wolves of his pack, spotting that the female had taken a leader position, directing other wolves....
Interesting.... plus she had spotted the leader, and hid from his view..... Very good. He could see potential, and he was impressed.
He stood up fully now, his eyes narrowing, concentrating on a certain few members. Who would make the first move?



Hawk hid slightly behind a tuft of grass, the mist on her pelt turning it from brown to a grey allowed her to blend in almost perfectly, her eyes shadowed byt her facial markings, she was close enough to lick the lame male now, but it wasnt the time..too much commotion would draw the attention. She needed a small diversion. Almost as if planned there was a faint splashing in the water, her fur stood up as a younger pup of their pack bounded into the water by misstake, trying to creep up on a pup itself.
stupid damn pup Hawk thought as majority of the pack looked over to the water, would they attack..or would they let the younger pup be, these werent monsters..they wouldnt kill one of their own kind...but she would...
As the lame male wolf was focusing on the pup at the water, Hawk grew closer and as swift as a hawk, she jumped out the mist and bit the lame wolf in the throat, cutting off his airways and dragging him into the mist without a sound.



The large male Captain stared intently at his group, pinpointing each of them, and jsut in time to see a smaller wolf blunder into the water, causing him to snap his jaws quietly, a silent growl on his muzzle. Stupid mistake.... That could ruin everything..... He took a step forward, craning his large neck to see what the others would do. THis would test them. He watched on, as the female then launched at... a male? Was she crazy?? But he stared intently as she dragged him off, seemingly with ease, and vanished from view. He swiveled his ears forward, desperate to hear any noises, anything that would give away what she was doing...

Mustang glanced at the young wolf who had made himself clear here, and noticing his blunder, was now acting threatening toward the small group.... If this was a distraction technique..... it was good... however, he wasn't sure how the young wolf would get out of this one. The alpha male of the group was now approaching the young wolf, making it clear that he wasn't welcome, snarling and snapping.

Meanwhile, the lame male was gasping for breath in the clutches of Hawk, struggling to thrash out, trying to be rid of his attacker. He opened his maw in an attempt to try and cry out, to warn others as the sea of eyes met him.



Hawk let out a small growl and crushed the lame wolfs windpipe with a sickening crunch, the wolf struggle abit before falling limp. Blood dripped down her muzzle, she would be back to feast after taking down rest of the pack. She looked through the mist, the alpha had approached the smaller wolf, and he was growling..that pup was almost as good as dead..
retreat pup..grr. The pack females were now rallying round the alpha male, protecting their young. This wasnt good..should she announce their prescence? or keep picking them off?!



Mustang stepped forward again, his large frame poised and quivering, front paw raised. He was ready to intervene at the very last minute, though he knew it could only be last minute. This graduation was important. He watched his members as they his, a frown appearing. Hopefully they hadn't forgotten.... a fellow pirate is family, as they chose to band together, as opposed to being..... biological. He hated the word, and shook his large mane in disgust. He looked to see the female was back, and saw her muzzle covered with blood. Good. Someone was succeeding. However, he looked on, awaiting their next move.
Go on.... band together. Attack! He wanted to shout his demands, but knew he couldn't. He looked to the alpha male, who seemed to think that he was the biggest their was, this was evident by showing off his strength... to a pup. He rolled his eyes a little, but stared at the male. He himself would take the male out.... Near the end. And no one had better take that away. He scanned the wolves once more, awaiting to see their joint decision.



Hawk growled, this was pathetic, pirates are tough fighters, they maybe younger but dammit they could win this fight.
"lets do this" she muttered before raising her head high and letting out an errily beautiful howl. On cue, the other wolves around started howling their own tune. a sombre melody of death which caused the rival pack to look around and grow scared.
The warm howl itself lifted the fine mist slightly so all the graduates were seen. Easily outnumbering the rival pack.
"you have chosen the wrong place..and the wrong time..goodbye" Hawk growled, teeth bared as she lunged foreward. She bi-passed majority of the pack to get to the alpha, she wouldntr be able to take him down, that was Mustangs favourite thing to do so no doubt he would step in, but she had to help the pup no matter the cost.
The other graduates eventually joined in, a terrible chorus of howls and wails lit up the morning sky



Mustang froze himself upon hearing the howl, a large sickly smile passing over his muzzle, his fangs showing in delight as he grinned. Yes... This was brilliant. He recognized the howl as the females, and nodded approvingly. This fae.... was going to do well. He smirked again as the wolves joined in, raising their spirits and seemingly the fog. Mustang stayed high up, out of view, but watched on as his pirates then lunged forward, watching certain members in particular, especially the fae. He grinned again, hearing the wails of the scared pack as they suddenly huddled together, some snapping out at the pirates. Mustang watched with glee as his pirates then attacked, seeing the female head for the male. He pondered if this was a wise move, though decided to watch on.

One of the female launched for Hawk and the wolves surrounding her, fangs exposed and a howl erupting from her throat.



Hawk swifly sidestepped the jaws of the female.  She was a fast one but the pack quickly surrounded her. A older female wolf lunged for the female that had gone for hawk which created an opening Iin which Hawk bolted through, skidding and rolling under paws to get towards the alpha male. She growled and bashed into his side just as he was about to strike the pup. The alpha staggered just abit but it gave Hawk enough time to grab the pup by the shruff and chuck him out of the area- better alive and hurt then dead.
The alpha male growled and lunged for Hawk



Mustang watched as the wolves all rallied around and attacked the small pack, some being killed instantly, and others fighting off the pirates best they could. Mustang watched with a viscous grin as his wolves began to tear at their opponents, using any means necessary. However, there was one wolf who captured his attention more that most. The leading female..... He digressed that he didn't really know her name, as he didn't really care to know much about those who joined his ranks in a low fashion..... However, if they proved worthy, he went out of his way to find out more.

It was here, he noticed the fae run into the male, and defend her pack mate. Yes! The makings of a true pirate! He smiled approvingly, impressed with her work. It was here, however, the male turned to her, making a run for her. It was here he knew he was going to intervene. With three massive bounds, he leapt down the hillside, propelling himself off the bank and smashing himself full weight into the male, both of them tumbling onto the opposite bank, rolling over and over, until Mustang leapt up, snarling, teeth bared and eyes blazing at the alpha male. Mustang dwarfed the male, making him look more like a female in comparison. The male bared his teeth at Mustang, though knew immediately that this was a losing battle. Silence fell among the small pack as the rival males almost circled each other, their tails high.

Mustang snapped and snarled, a large grin on his face. He paused for a moment, looking back at his pirate wolves, and his grin growing, his brow deepening. "You know, its almost a shame...." He said, a smirk on his face. The alpha male snapped his head up, a snarl on his muzzle. "What?"

Mustang snarled again. "It's a shame.... that you'll never see the glory these young.... pirates will achieve. What utter destruction, chaos and sheer... joy, they shall bring" His voice rumbled, his jaws snapping, causing the other to growl. "We'll kill you all! You inbred whelps!" The male snapped, causing Mustang to snarl.

"Well.... We dont take well to threats......" Mustang said, drawing himself up to his full height, looking to the females that were left in the Alphas pack, turning his head to look over his shoulder. "Show them how much we don't like..... threats" Mustang hissed to his own pack, eyeing Hawk in particular, changing his glance to the Male's fae's, signaling them to kill them all.



Hawk watched in awe as Mustang bounded into battle, her revenue was cut by the captains command
you heard the captain! Hawk pounded foreward past the two alphas without a second thougt and pounced gracefully onto an older female wolf. The she wolf fought off the best she could. Trying to claw and snap at Hawk but hawk was too fast and agile. As the she wolf lifted a paw to swipe at Hawk, she dodged foreward low under the belly of the female. Turned on her back still with the momentum of the dodge and used her sharp claws to disembowl the she wolf. Shock shook the she wolf as she realized she had been gutted entirely before falling to the ground dead



Mustang watched with a snarl like grin as his pack then proceeded to cut up the rest of the males pack, his eyes dancing in excitement to see the look of dismay on the alphas face as his pack was destroyed. The last member lie weakly on the floor, looking up pleadingly at the wolves that stood above her, looking to Hawk especially. Mustang turned his attention to the male, a snarl on his muzzle.

"See..... we dont like being....... threatened" He snapped here, opening his jaws to bear his own fangs. The male panicked, seeing most of his pack dead. He looked to Mustang with fear in his eyes. "You..... You monsters..." He quivered, backing up slowly, nearly tripping over his own paws. Mustang laughed maniacally, before snapping at the male.

"Time's up!" He grinned, launching forward and using his weight to pin the wolf down, sinking his large fangs into the males flesh, causing a scream to erupt from him. Mustang dug his fangs in deeper and deeper into the chest of the male, as he scrambled at Mustang's belly, trying to push him off. However, Mustang was too large and heavy to be pushed off, and used it to pin the wolf down further. He let the male go, and looked to his pirates, a smirk on his face.

"This is how you kill your opponent" He grinned, before snapping his large jaws around the top of the males head, using his front paw to pin down the male from his chest, and pulled on the males head, and hearing the screams of male. It was a few moments, before sickening snaps were heard, the spurt of blood, and the dying screeches of the male, as the pressure released, and the males head completely disemboweled from his body, blood spraying out the body as Mustang threw the head across bank. He laughed again, licking his lips, and panted heavily, his coat splattered heavily with the alphas blood.



Hawk watched in awe. The last female wolf had been killed and she now watched as Mustang ripped the head off the alpha as easy as picking a dead rabbit off the ground. She longed to be that strong and that well defined.  She blinked and looked around..victory..victory was theirs!
She wagged her tail before howling again, happier howl of victory and conquery!
Other wolves around that had taken to the fight began congratulating others..whilst two or three wolves cowered with injuries or fear.
Hawk looked over to where she had thrown the younger puo "you alright kid?" she asked the littler wolf



Mustang watched his wolves celebrate,  and glanced around at the floor, littered with the other  wolves bodies. The sight made him grin once again, his own tail rising. They had indeed won. He now looked at what wolves were left and in his mind decided which wolves were already worth keeping. Though they still had the chance to impress him further.....

"Well done. You've all proven in some way that you seem capable... my official results are yet to be announced..... but your graduation is not over yet.... there's still the mess to... deal with. How willing are you to be a pirate?" He questioned here, watching them all carefully. He sat down slowly, his green eyes piercing all before him.



Hawk looked back at Mustang from the kid who had curled up in a ball, most likely fainted from the action. She licked her parched lips realising she still had blood on them, delicious rich blood
"oh..I know" she muttered before daringly walking past captain Mustang to the headless alpha of the other pack and gingerly using her teeth to rip open the stomach. Its intestines fell out. She looked around at her fellow pack members hoping theyd get the hint before she took and began to eat the liver of the alpha.
It was chewy, somewhere inside her was too revolted to perk up, but her pirate side dominated and told her this was the way of life here..eat or be eaten. And sometimes when food was scare, thats all you live by.



Mustang knew that the fae would be the first to do so, and wasn't disappointed to see her walk forward to one of the deceased, and instantly tearing at it. He looked to the other wolves left, as some hesitated, a couple of others following suit, and started to rip open the other wolves. The noise of chewing, yips and snarls filled the air, as the few wolves began to eat the deceased, and Mustang stared down the ones who did not, a feeling of betrayal settling within him. This was the ultimate test.... though it seemed only a few would pass. It was here, he gave a swish of his tail, steadily approaching the wolf that the fae was eating, and used his jaws to gut it open some more, and using his jaws to crack open the ribs, snapping sounds filling the air.

He sat here, his tail curling upwards a little, his chest and muzzle covered in blood. It was here, he found his favourite part, the heart. He snapped his jaws around it, and used his paw to pin the body once again, ripping out the heart with one strong head pull. He lay down next to the carcass here now, happy and content, pulling at the organ and eating little bits at a time. It was here, he paused, looking to the smaller female now, as she tore at the same wolf.

"What is your name?" He asked simply, not being one for starting a fully engaging conversation. He licked his lips here, and locked his eyes onto her, almost glowing in the rising sun.



Hawk bowed her head politely as mustang took his alpha share..the alpha always got the heart and stomach of a kill. The best bits of course, thats shy she went for the lesser liver. Her ears pricked up when he spoke to her
"Hawk, captain" she replied repsectfully.
Other wolves around were watching them closely, would Mustang tell Hawk off?!



The large male nodded thoughtfully, still tearing at the heart a little. It was here, he stayed silent for a moment, his gaze returning to Hawk. He was perhaps a little amused that she shared a name similar to him, one of a different animal, and he was sure that's perhaps not where the similarities ended. He looked to the other wolves, and he knew they were listening.

"Well... Hawk. Your performance today is the most impressive i've seen for a long while. You've  proven your worth as a pirate, and you've proven to me that you are worth the title of a pirate of Burakumin." He said here, looking to her once again. "Congratulations, you've graduated"



Hawk blinked then barked happily "i have?! for real?! yesss" She bounded happily around "im a real official pirate! when do i raid?! when do i get the chance to steal pups!" she laughed happily, pouncing playing on other wolves. Mustang had watched her, had judged her! This would be the start of her true life as a pirate.
She bounded back to Mustang and lowered her head in respect "captain, it would be an honour to follow you"



He couldn't help but smirk at her enthusiasm, finding that she was more excited than most about her new position as a pirate. Most were just relieved that he hadn't killed them. He even gave a small laugh as she asked about raids, which was extremely rare for him if he wasn't busy attacking someone. He laugh rumbled deeply in his chest, settling his muzzle on his chest, closing his eyes as he listened to everything around him. "You will need strength training, and raid training. It takes co ordination, skill, presicion" He replied here, before opening his eyes. "Of which im sure you are capable." He commented, watching her steadily. It was here, he looked behind her, and toward the other wolves.

He raised his head some, looking at those eyes staring at him, awaiting his next words. The next few minutes, each wolf was called forward, and he delivered his verdict in whether they had passed or not. Only four out of the eight that had joined him had passed, and he stayed laying where he was, his tail twitching carefully. He looked to the four whom had failed, his muzzle curling.

"You have failed the graduation, so are therefore, cursed. You will never be Pirates. You are not strong enough. Your old bretherin, the wolves you see before you.... they are now your hunters. Run. Run forever, for they shall be at your heels" Mustang said, his voice tinged with both excitement and intimidation, watching as the four wolves trembled, his newly graduated pirates snarling at his side. He watched as the rejects turned tail and run, running away into the forest, running as fast as they could go. Mustang waited, sitting up, his emerald eyes glowing.

"Go" He simply snarled.



Hawk watched the wolves shed trained with flee into the uplifted mist. The forest beyond the cove was thick but wouldnt hold them long enough. Soon the new graduates would follow them and hunt them down.
Hawk stayed by Mustangs side briefly " sir..forgive me but the outcasts,  do they no longer live by the pirate code?" she had never seen wolves get banished. She was never allowed to watch graduations of other wolves for being too young, but this was a first. She bowwed her head respectfully again awaiting either an answer or a telling off.



The Captain regarded her with a look, his head tilted to the side in order to see her, having stood up now, so towered above her. There was a moment of silence, as he nodded. It was a clever question, that was for sure. However a simple answer.
"How they live now is up to them. They can choose to live by the pirate code, or not al all.... However, they do not belong to Burakumin. They are to never set foot upon these lands, and any Burakumin wolf that happens upon them, whether they be in our lands or not, then you are entitled to react in any way you see fit." He replied here, his tail curved up.

"Defend your new kin with everything you have. They are your family. Destroy anything that could harm your family" He said calmly, watching the wolves flee away, his eyes slowly blinking.



Hawk looked up at her captain "does that mean you and I are family now aswell sir?" she onky had a brother for family and he had gone missing duiring an earlier raid and pressuned dead. Her tail mid height showing respect but also slightl co fusion.

Some larger pirate wolves came down the ridge to congratulate the new recruits that hadnt chased off the rejects. A feast was offered by the hunters and cooks of the Burakumin which Hawk happily agreed with



The Captain watched as some of his current pack emerged from the trees, dipping their heads to him, though steering clear of his general personal space. His tail curved as he heard the distant yaps and growls of wolves, the group gathering round him and a couple of the newly graduated coming back, their tails wagging and running around him. He watched, a small grin, as his ever expanding pack ran around him, some yipping and growling, play fighting, and talking together. He looked to the distance, feeling the power surge through them, feeling the power of the pirates.

"Yes, Hawk. We are family" He stated here, looking out to the forest still. No one would take them down now. They would grow. And grow. And soon.... they would rule every pack and clan that existed. Whether it brought about death, or submission. They would win. They were the Burakumin Pirates.