White paws stepped lightly over the ground, almost floating as if the figure were a simple ghost. Could have been, considering the huge amount of people and animals that had been killed in that explosion. Bones cracked as each leg stretched out for the walk, the large male had been sleeping for long hours these days. Black auds twitched forward, amber eyes staring into the distance. The whispers of the wind traveled to his mind, the concentrated look on his visage saying he could understand the little voices. Sand filled between his furry toes, and he knew he'd be chewing it out for days. Black tail curled over shaggy back as the large brujo came back to reality, leaving his thoughts buried in his dark mind. Amber eyes swept over the shore, auds listening to the soft lapping of the clear water. In the distance, a figure could be seen. The whiteness of her coat told him exactly who it was, the way she was relaxed. Quiet, quick paws brought him to her side and he looked out over the water, the sun beating down on it, illuminating the mist so it looked like fairy dust. Black auds folded in half, white jaws parted to drink in the shore scents. "It's a nice day. Calm, as if nothing happened." Silvery claws dug at the sand until the figure finally settled on laying down. Crossing his paws daintily, the large beast shifted his weight and position to glance at Poise full-on.

The cool breeze floated from the water toward them, blowing the thinest line of fur back on his shoulders. His gaze was still on the pretty dalmatian, but he wasn't seeing her. Something else, maybe someone. Faint whiskers twitching in agitation, he refocused on Poise's eyes. Tail flicking slightly, he listened to her words. He guessed that they were supposed to be as calm and easy as his, but Lucifer could detect the tint of harshness. Ignoring it, he curled his lip out of habit, thinking of his next words. "It was hard for everyone, but good will come of it. You'll see." His words were to comfort her, but he found them twisting in his mind. Oh yes, good would come. For the Rejects! Immediately, he began thinking of his future plans for his pack to take over the streets, the rest of the dogs either joining them or falling under them. A smile pulled at the corner of those black lips, only for a second though as he demolished it wish his pink tongue, swiping it over his muzzle.

Amber eyes glowed at her words. yes, she had been taught well, the explosion possibly bringing out the inner demon. Chuckling, Lucifer rose to his paws, rocking back on thin black haunches for a moment. He didn't speak, just stared out over the water. It all played about in his mind, the way things would be when he ruled the streets. He'd be sitting high on his throne, watching as the members of his empire did all the dirty work. Oh no, he's help of course. Wouldn't want everyone have fun but him! Glancing sideways at Poise, he imagined her with him, enjoying it all. Lady had been trusted since he met her, and even know she was pretty much like the leader next to him. However, he couldn't picture them actually liking each other. As always, Lucifer had his moments were he wanted to rip her throat out, even for no reason. Shrugging at his inner thoughts, he erased his plans from his mind and slid back down to rest on his stomach. "I like the way you think." His words dropped with acid, cold but admiring. Amber eyes glittered with hidden thoughts. "Alibi and the Sypers may be strong, but even they couldn't handle battle." They were too soft, doing nothing but wasting everyones time with words of encouragement and peace. When was she going to get off of her 'higher-than-thou' horse and face the real world, that Alibi?

Lucifer nodded in agreement. Alibi had a strong element. A dangerous one, and he wanted it! If only he could take down the auburn-colored retrieve, he'd be able to use her for his own purposes. However, it was true that she was strong, and not good had giving up. With a heavy sigh that seemed to break his broad chest, the leader let his massive black-and-white head fall to his paws. Blinking liquid eyes, Lucifer continued to simply stare at one point in the water as he spoke to Poise. An ear was tilted in her direction so he wouldn't miss anything she said, and somehow her words managed to chill her slightly. "Yes, and that is why we must keep away from her. She may act like she is a goddess of some sort, but using her power to pry into everyone's mind is what will get her called out eventually." Personally, Alibi had never once used her power toward him, but only because he took the time to make sure he stayed away from her. Even before the explosion, he hadn't particularly liked the furry mutt.

Pushing himself back into a sit position, Lucifer leaned back on his haunches to watch was Poise stepped into the water. The rings that spilled out from the slim movement faded out, only to be stirred up again as the dalmatian turned to look at him. He found himself staring at her eyes, the one amber and the other ice. Nodding at her first words, he knew that Poise had been attacked by the Sypers leader, her mind at least. Why, he hadn't a clue. "Out of the way for now, at least." Moving to all fours, he dipped his head to the salt water and drank from it eagerly, as if the grains didn't bother him much anymore. Water was water. "She could be of some use, but I highly doubt she'd cooperate."

Ah, how much they thought the same! Great minds do think alike, right? Lucifer could taste her words as if they were his own, agreeing a hundred percent. Their dreams seemed so close, yet so far away somehow. Watching the two packs, the Sypers and the Poyleys, fall beneath them would be so much fun. The Rebel pack wasn't a problem really, but they would be useful to strengthen the Rejects numbers. One thing Lucifer loved about Poise was how gentle she could seem, yet how twisted her mind really was. "Agreed." One word, filled with longing. "We have to wait though, until we can actually be sure we'll take her down." Even Lucifer, the power-hungry, greedy, head-strong demon of a leader knew when to wait. "Which will make it even nicer when we lose a very dear enemy." Snickering at this, the alaskan malamute gazed at his pack member, watching her simple movements as she lay in the water.