Siren had been sleeping soundlessly on the highest point of all the towers of boxes in the warehouse. Just earlier that night she had run into Ceramic, the new Suterusu Alpha, and needless to say she was quite tired from that confrontation. However, she was only in a light sleep at that moment in time. She had learned from many experiences as just a stray to never go into such a deep sleep that she couldn't hear another coming dangerously close to what she considered hers. It was just canine instinct, and every one of them learned it eventually. As she laid there, her ears were perked slightly. They were not totally erect, as her ears did not stand in that sort of way. However, they were perked enough to pick up even the slightest sound to the extent of a certain distance. Yes, even in her sleep, she was nearly alert to her senses' fullest.

And those ears of hers did indeed pick up a sound that seemed rather amiss in the premises after a while. It awoke her, and her dark chocolate eyes blinked open suddenly. Her pupils dilated to adjust with the darkness of the the shadows that seemed to consume the warehouse at night. After a moment, she pushed herself up in a low stand on a large, somewhat supported box in the far end of the building. Once she had detected which direction the sound was coming from, the Pericolo Alphaess sprang from her box onto another some feet below. Ignoring the slight fatigue present in her legs, she then sprang down to the floor, sliding forward slightly upon her landing.

The female lunged into a run, sliding at every corner in her path until the scent became alarmingly strong. It was a male, no doubt. When she caught sight of the male, somewhat larger than herself, she slowed to a cautious walk. However, she kept and made her dominance known with a stiff tail and high posture. She was also rather irritated by his appearance, and this was apparent through bristled hackles and the default show of stained ivory teeth.

"Ya wandered a bit too far, t'night, boy." she snarled threateningly, making her way closer to him. Her threatening appearance did not settle down in the least bit, and it wouldn't until he stated his business and proved to her that he wasn't unfit to her time at that moment. After all, he had not only ventured into gang territory uninvited, he had also awoken her from her tired sleep.

ooc | Siren is in another place at the moment, but I suppose I'll violate my own rules just this once and say I brought her in after her current thread. Please, never do this yourself, though.

Siren took his display of submission very harshly, snarling again. He wasn't showing enough, in her mind. As in the wild, on instinct most would have lowered themselves and tucked their tail fully, drawing their lips and ears back in an active submission. This dog just seemed foolish to her to meet this display less than halfway. However, it was frowned upon to kill a dog simply for lack of submission, and though the thought had passed her mind already, she quickly pushed it aside. She was too weary to fight at that moment in time, anyway. For now, she just listened to the lower stray bark in his own form of confidence that she could sense almost clearly in his tone. Again, a foolish thing to do. Most would have whimpered out their words in their risky situation, making the submission known as well as they could. She snarled a third time, hoping to kill his confidence a bit as he introduced himself.

And then the fool asked for a high position in her gang. Was it not enough that his life had been spared the moment she had eyed him? This was her territory, and she was the one that offered the ranks. Now thoroughly irritated with this 'Nightmare' male, her hackles stood on end and she scrunched her features even more in an even greater threat. Even his question of merely joining the Pericolo gang had gotten on her nerves a bit, but continuing on? Who was to say that she would even want such a foolish, arrogant dog in her group?

"None for a fool like you." she growled irately, eying him with wild eyes as he dared closer to her. She hadn't planned on fighting, but she would certainly pin him down and show him who was top dog if the situation called for it. And it was heading that way, rather quickly. At his question, she simply growled even louder and lunged for him, snapping dangerously close to his muzzle in a dominant, aggressive manner. If he wouldn't act it, she would quite simply force his place in the hierarchy into his thick skull.

"Are you?" she asked in response to his statement about her being 'up to it'. She could handle him, surely, but could he handle her? Foolish thugs like himself truly bemused her. They were amazing, really. One after another, they seemed to break the barrier of witnessing how annoyed and dangerous she could truly become.

Siren simply quirked a tan brow at the male as he replied with such confidence. Sure, he was foolish, but he was brave as heck to think this and speak it when he knew nothing of the Pericolo Gang. At least...as far as Siren knew. Her deep chocolate eyes looked him over in the most scrutinizing of ways, her feathered legs stepping around him as she circled this 'Nightmare' once. She came before him once more, pausing to look him dead in the eyes with her own fierce pair. He seemed street enough, even if the boy didn't look it so much. His scent certainly did reek of the streets, and that was enough to give his status away. She watched carefully as he displayed a more active show of submission, and raised her head even higher with dominance. Perhaps he wasn't as foolish as he had seemed before. After all, he was accepting his place as underdog for now. She nodded in a small display of acceptance, though not into her gang just yet.

As he apologized, she simply shook her head. Well, he had sunk as low as possible simply with a snap at the muzzle. She would have applauded him had she had hands, but she didnt, and she couldn't. Apologizing that easily was something a self-respecting street dog never did. In his situation, she would have lowered herself, but still spit her mildly confident and sometimes foul words. But she had to admit, what she would have done was different, and foolish. She was harsh when she was in this kind of mood, and sometimes even deadly if pushed too far.

"Ya, get used to it." she spat, hinting that he was now in the gang. This meeting was over. He was accepted, but if he was to dumb to figure that out, she wouldn't be chasing after him. She walked past him then, without another word spoken. She was going back to sleep.