Post by Justicar on Jun 27, 2016 18:15:07 GMT -5
Syledia. Black bitch looked to Miat as he apologized on Zalie's behalf shaking her head at him "No, it is not your place to apologize for her. I need to have a word with her myself, it seems she has forgotten pack etiquette, either that or she doesn't respect me, we shall see I guess." A soft expression formed on her face as Miatanae had his fill of the meal, she knew he had been travelling all night; it was only fair he had his fill first. "Justicar, are you hungry?" shed ask softly before motioning for her to have some of the girls kill. A smile tugged at her new pack mate as he frolicked in the river as she would do, had just done. Syl got comfortable in the grass next to the bank as Miat spoke and shortly after getting into his words of the crew he said a farewell to check on her Great Uncle. "Safe travels Miatanae, I await your return. If we don’t hear word from you in a weeks’ time we will send out a search party. Never know with the bears around and all." She’d smirk, adding to her former comment on the racket he was making. Turning back to Just shed listen to her ramble on a little. Syl was becoming fond of the lady for she was good at making small talk. "It is lovely weather Justicar; say do you have any short names you like to be called? Or is Justicar your preference? Oh and thank you, he managed to kick me in the face actually." shed ask curiously once she was done rambling on, rubbing her nose where he had hit her right side. "I got interrupted by a white wolf and a mangy looking wolf, maybe he is who has been marking my land." shed lay there rambling on herself. Oh this was nice. It had been a long time since she had anyone to ramble on with. Something she used to do with her mother. She missed those days. Standing the young queen stretched her wet form and looked at her first member. "Let’s go for a walk." Syl would suggest with a smirk. Time for a challenge.
Justicar. Bemused Lady took note of her queen’s reaction to Zalie's attitude, and then her following response to Miat as he attempted to apologize on her behalf. But it did seem that her dear queen had quite the backbone as Syledia was having known of it, Justi would have to be around when they had words since she was very keen to see what happened when that came around. Upon the offering of food her stomach rumbled lowly and ducking her head in gratitude she made her way over and began to gnaw on a decent portion of the deer, many days spent hungry or forgetting to eat were slowly catching up with her, it was difficult to care for oneself without a strict purpose... it may be different for the others but Justi was nothing but a creature of habit inside, even if the company of her new and dear Queen made her a little bit wacky sometimes and whilst she didn't know just why it did, she was keen to ignore or tone it down for the sake of both her heart and Syledia's sanity as well. Licking her lips after having eaten enough for her fill, still a decent amount remaining she'd surmise. She'd never been one to take a huge lot out of something she hadn't killed herself and never finishing something that may sustain others more needed than her. Her ears twitched and she had to hide her surprise that Syl was returning her small talk, and pretty cheerfully too. A somewhat dorky and fond smile worms its way onto her face as she responds, "I uh... Have been called Just before. Or Kari... You could call me either, or if you think of a new one I’d be glad to consider it." after a moment she licks the blood from her mouth and takes to stretch out as much as she possibly can, letting out a slight yawn and the tiniest sneeze. At the mention that she'd been kicked in the nose Justi leans in to get a look, before realizing she's lent in a bit too close and pulling away. "Ah..Uh.. Looks alright, I'd love to come with you next time." She's constantly glad being flustered doesn't show on her face in anyway, she's sure she'd be rumbled if it did. "That might be Hol.. The mangy one that is. Sounds like the junk-wolf.." and when the queen stretches out her still wet form, Justi once again diverts her gaze. And upon the suggestion of a walk she smiles brightly, "With you as company? I wouldn't miss it."
Darais had stayed puzzled at the 'mangy wolf', for some time. Brows knitted into confusion as his mind tumbled with thoughts. After a while, he gave a shrug and went back to searching these recently marked lands. Loneliness was starting to drive him mad, and the last thing he wanted was to end up like that crazy male wolf he just met! Following the blood and the scent, but decided to detour and find his own food and a place to clean up before attempting to relearn something about these lands he had wandered into. Cream and obsidian paws would pad at the grass, lazy tail swaying idly as he walked with a confident bounce in his stride. Emerald pools would glide across the lands, searching, searching... Where did the pretty lady go? Was that a bee?! Attention snapped to the thing flying nearby, and of course, he chased it. Leathery chaps snapping away at the air, while trotting after it. Lucky for him, it seemed more interested in retreating instead of fighting. Oooh, water! Attention span was a little on the short side when he was alone, and soon he was prancing away in it. Each drop that landed on his freshly groomed coat would glisten. It caused his cream coloured fur to look almost star strung as he danced in the sun. Oh yeah, the wolfy lady! Back to focusing, back to tracking! Auds would start to twitch, being upwind, he could hear them before smell them. That usual, casual smile would creep up his muzzle. Accidently stalking as he slowed his steps to hopefully catch a point in the conversation it would not be rude to interrupt at!
Mohnna CRACK! SNAP! CHRUNNNNCH! The sounds you hear when Moh is eating her kill, As she was eating a very chipper male wolf strutted by as if he was hot shit or something, Red orbs watched from the bushes as the male sprinkled himself in water. Shaking her head quietly she'd move from her spot and kinda follow him he sniffed the air and tilted his audits. Lifting a brow a snort would leave her muzzle as she walked away. Younger Wolves... Mohnna has been alone since she hit the age of two years and had three beautiful pups, two of which died, and one survived with his Grandfather, Klash. Sighing lightly at the thought of her father she'd sit down for a long moment, contemplating what to do next. A minute or so passed when she stood up went back where she was picked up her kill on her back and carried it, she had caught the males scent with following him. Once she was within view she'd sit down and squinted 'Is that Orchis? I thought she died?' she thought as she sat there completely confused know 'Who the hell is this?' she thought.
Syledia. A nod of her head would be given as she offered two short names to call the lady, "I like Kari" she’d say with a genuine smile. When Kari agreed to join her on a walk the girl seemed to prance forward with excitement, moments later she contained her energy a little and circled around to the other side of Kari before falling into step with the taller lady. Once they got a ways into the hunting grounds Syl turned to her first member "So Kari, what say you in a little spar. A test of the wits, to see where we stand?" shed ask the taller wolf. This would surely be a challenge for Syl, she knew it. But she wasn’t about to sit back and not know how her pack mates fought. "No injuries, just a bit of fun." She’d add, though she knew she didn’t need to say it aloud, it was nice to lay it out. Syl would bounce on a tree stump that had been chopped down by one of the humans that frequented the hunting lands; they were around, but Syl usually left clear of them got to live in harmony after all. Young queen waited for Kari to decide if she wanted to take the challenge, if she agreed the young lady would grin and assume a position, first playful and slightly charming as she wiggled her ass behind her a little. It would be the first time this happened in the past year, it was about time she learned how to fight properly. At the very least, this would be practice.
Justicar. Or Kari, it was a strange thing to have someone using that old nickname again, no one in the past had really chosen to use it when Just was so much easier for them to use, part of her was totally thrilled with the choice and she really needs to subdue the part of her that is so youthfully giddy. The scents they slowly moved into suggested that they'd come upon the hunting grounds, the warrior took a good look around to get familiar with the scenery, before blinking as she realizes just what Syledia is getting at. "A spar eh? It's been awhile. So I’m a touch rusty. But it sounds like a fine game to me" she chuckles roughly and with a shake of her head stretches, getting herself into a prepared pose. Her body coiling up as she found a good starting angle. She faced a moment of embarrassment when the queen started to wiggle her ass about; perhaps Syl had figured Justicar out. Shucks she was screwed. "No injuries. Promise." she smiles widely, but the honesty is clear in her face. There’s a sort of practiced grace to her form, her golden eyes observing the Queen with both care and a general sense of alert. Her tail whips behind her after a moment and she arches her back, leaning backwards as if preparing for any oncoming attacks. "Show me what you got!" she calls out cheekily, adding on a full wink to the other.
Darais was not so naïve, he noticed the other trail him. He didn't pay any attention however. His concerns were on the red and black wolfess. She looked like she needed a friend! He wanted a friend. Hol was a bit too crazy for his liking. Though, the male did say he was pretty! So many thoughts whipped about in this adult's mind. However, his attitude betrayed him, made him seem much younger than he really was. If other's found his confidence arrogant, that was not his problem. He was who he was, and that was always a nice and helpful wolf. Attention stayed glued to the females once they came into view. Skull cantering to one side, observing with curious orbs. Earthly hues would flick forward, trained on the conversation. A spar? His tail picked up, wagging slightly. That was like a game, right? I WANNA PLAY. Without thinking, he bounded out of his little 'hiding' spot, and trotted up to the ladies. The bounce in his steps made it look like he was more jumping and dancing than actual walking. Yet those pale colours gave his form a bit of grace to it. ''Can I play too?!'' He asked, an innocent and hopeful expression painted across his face. Those emerald pools growing wide and watery as they begged puppy face! He was oblivious to the obvious interest the one female held in the other. Was it mutual? He didn't notice. However, that was likely because he didn't pay attention to silly things such as flirting. Skilled in body language reading, yet lacked the desire to rudely pry into other's personal things.
Mohnna Blinked watching for a long moment then walked into the clearing and dropped the kill nearby Red orbs watched as she listened to the conversation. Standing and walking closer she'd get a whiff of the scent, Ah... its Justi, she had seen her in a year or so, might as well go and say hi...but Right as she was about to go say "hey" so her, she noticed the play bows and the playing.
Holster. Sour odour was sifted by nasal paths. The acidy of raunchy piss exited underside as Holster let free the stream that was detained within his depths. Let it rain~ let it rain~ let it rain. Ahh~ Such a blissful sigh. Clearly not an act of peace. In fact it was quite the act for sure? I mean, taking a piss atop an already marked tree? Who would dare? This mutt would! Urine poured from his breeding stick in a lovely display of dominance. A lucid chortle exited his cords as he mused at his own antics. The melody inside of his skull currently diverted himself from the natural ambience- or rather the conversation he was JUST having mere seconds ago...with a tree. The hot stream poured from his foundation for an extended amount of time until his bladder was finally hollow. He shook his butt for extra measure and smiled. A sneer showed off those orangey fangs, slick and coated in saliva. Unkempt male was revolting to say the least. Tawny strands were married to grunge and bunches of random filth. The canine was repulsive to look at and even less attractive to smell. Poor Hol looked as if he hadn't bathed in years. Oh well! Creepy little fucker stood silently in wait. Sockets gave an appearance of being void- but they weren't! Far from it. Observant little despatcher was peering through the woodland. Cartilage tips tweaked, once- twice. "OOOOH, sounds like fun over there! FUN FUN FUN." He forgot about his marking duty and started trotting those solid paws over the emerald blades. The prance was full of laughter and sullied by his immense ego. Elongated legs pushed with strength until he was met with a clearing. “Hello, hello!~" He cooed through deep cords. Blackened gums were peeled over unhealthy set of ivories. Before he could utter another word. A tingle brushed the back of his- A SNEEZE. Snot was pushed out of his fleshy nostrils and the thick membrane dripped down his jowl. Oh. Oops. It was easily fixed by a dry tongue- that came to the rescue by licking it all up! Yummy.
Antics's jaws clicked apart, hollow yawn emanating from within as the she-beast rose from hibernative slumber. Toes pressed into the soft dirt below, and before not too long, Blood Red Bitch had once again found the Crew's new location, empty stare placating on Syledia before raunchy odour assaulted her nostrils. Laced ears of fawn hue glued to the back of her skull as Holster evidently was the source of stench. "Do not come over here until you have cleaned yourself" she warned with an acidic undertone. Ass had already hit the ground, inches away from her great-granddaughter, silvered pools purveying her surroundings and all the new faces.
Syledia. Young Queen was thrilled when Kari agreed to the spar, it had been many moons since she had fought to begin with, and it was nice to practice. Finally glad to have someone to practice with. Eyes narrowed as she launched an attack on the dark lady who had years more practice than the young queen. Black paws stretched forward, reaching up to the warrior Syl opened her jaws to latch onto the back of her neck in an attempt to get a good grip. If successful Syl would use her weight and attempt to pull the lady down. If she failed the young queen would only try again, attention was diverted as voices began to circle them, not wanting to stop, yet not wanting to be rude Syl paused to glance between Kari and each member as they arrived. The cream wolf from the night before, the smelly one who pisses on everything, another unknown and her great grandmother. Ouu the was thrilled she was up and about.
Justicar had been prepared, she had been ready to get going into a good old spar, even if it meant having to be tossed around by the queen, or a bit of good old fashioned rolling around to try and pick out a stronger position... She couldn't possible embarrass herself further than the incident earlier after all! The attempt to grip onto her neck was a clever start, and Just threw her full weight backwards onto the queen the moment she got her good grip attempting to knock her over backwards, although the moment fresh voices began registering she would start to let up her weight somewhat. She didn't want anyone to get the wrong idea if they saw her lying upon their queen... Or.. Well trying to squash her just a little bit. Even if she didn't mean any harm by it- or anything untoward- the pack was fresh and she'd hate to provide a bad image. "It would appear we have company.." she mumbles clearly, almost... disappointed?
--Mohnna Leaves--
Darais looked between the females, excitement and hope clearly on his face. He stood there, probably awkwardly for them, as he waited for an answer! And... Nothing. His happy little puppy face quickly fell, and the look of defeat claimed him. As other's joined, he looked around. Play time was over? How disappointing! Well, maybe he would actually get to socialize this time! It was proving to be hard to get noticed around here. Maybe the year alone did more damage to him than he thought. Mind wasn't capable of thinking on such a thing at the moment however. Snout was to curl at smelling Hol. How'd he smell worse than last time?! Is that why he was ditched? Did the mutt go out and roll in garbage!? Gross! Though, saying such things out loud would be rude. Can't be rude! Instead, his offended snout quickly pushed out the scent. A pleasant smile was plastered back onto his face as he looked over to see the other.... EW SNEEZE! Watching as boogers dangled from the other. Skin would crawl as disgust triggered his core. Ew. EW! It took all he had not to agree to the new woman who came about. That would be RUDE though. Trying to divert anything before it could happen, he'd perk up again. "Hey, it's you! Did you find food?'' His question was directed at Hol, who he'd still not known the name of. He didn't know anyone's name! His tail gave a little wag of greeting. Paws shifted him about till he made room for Hol to join the conversation, or the start of hopefully one at least. Where was he? Can he stay and talk? Can he help? Dar just really wanted some new friends!
Holster. Fun! Ever so fun. Repulsive mongrel would adore to be summoned to such a masquerade! Oh pretty, pretty please? He was ever so attracted to the charade of imposters! Let him too dance with the mask of a legend! Such as those waltzed in front of him. Charlatans! Under a reputation much too big for them to handle. A switch was flicked as an odd moment of sanity tightened over his core. He was watching them dance carelessly; ever so blissful and sloppy. Once more. A fool Holster may be, but an idiot he was not. That imposing sneer remained upon his mug. Bulk had paused as the passage before the outcast had been limited with a voice that had an effect on the other. A chill rolled up his spinal column and played the vertebra in pleasure. Now, what do we have here?Obsidian eyes loosened their hold on the two affront his visage and panned to where the damning voice came from. Lids widened and that powerful maxilla of his dropped agar. Now- THIS is what he was TALKING ABOUT. A real. Live. Legend. The blood red queen. Now, this made things interesting! Oh finally! A squeal left his chops and a mangled tail wagged quickly which made it clear that Hol had once owned a full tail. Unfortunately it was now just half. Who knew where the other part was~ That wasn't important. Not this second. His hypothesis was slowly changing bias with this lady in his sights. Holster didn't even acknowledge the two bitches rolling in flirty giggles nor the comment on his smell....No. He was focused on royalty! "ARE YOU ANTICS?" He chimed in glee and pranced right up to her- before remembering her nature and scampered backward- his ear twitched hearing an angel? "OOOH. Angel boy!" He turned (easily distracted), and pranced toward him still paying no attention to the women. "How ya be? You lookin' sexy as ever." He snapped those jowls quickly and suggestively before he wheeled again on solid paws. "How'd you get to hang with a Legend? THEE ANTICS. Ohboywowoww." He chirped and planted his muscular ass on the ground before a sigh left his lips. "No fair. No faiir..".
Antics's facial muscles ripped into a twisted facade when Holster quickly approached her personal space. Black, leathery lips peeled back to bare multiple rows of polished fangery toward him, her chest rumbling with threatening promise. But, he quickly backed away, perhaps he wasn't as stupid as he put on to be. "None other." she confirmed quietly, eyes rolling around their sockets to peer down at Darais curiously, realizing her own hunger pangs at the question of food. When Holster reappeared, she quickly stood, towering over him, skull cocked back into her spine. "I said, be clean before you approach me." and with that, she simply turned from him and lifted a hind leg, allowing an obscene amount of piss to drench part of his coat, should he not move. If he did move, she'd simply use her hind feet to kick the quenched grass in his general direction.
Syledia was thrilled when Kari fought back, her weight pushed against her own, Syledia being much smaller felt the weight fall on her with ease. Eyes widened as she slipped out from under the larger lady with a speed that surprised even herself. A nip of the tail would be given if the larger lady didn't notice her slip out. Dark queen was definitely disappointed by the interruption of their spar, but there would be plenty of time. Turning to the cream male who seemed to want to join their spar, shed cock her head a little and exchange a glance with Kari before the others seemed to make a commotion. It would appear her great grandmother was warning the rotten wolf to bath before approaching, he didn't seem to listen and oh, oh yes Anti peed on Hol. A shocked expression formed on the young queen’s lips before she let out a rather loud laugh. That was probably the best thing she’d ever seen. A nod to her head was offered to Kari to join her by Antics as she moved to her great grandmother’s side, remaining silent for a moment, taking in the others words. Justicar remained utterly disappointed in the loss of the spar, but she was sure there would be ample opportunity to try that again at some point. The feint had been mighty impressive of Syl to pull off when Just had thrust her weight down upon the smaller form. Ah well. It seemed they had to deal with that junk-wolf now! Although as she moved to her Queen's side, since she'd gone to stand with her grand mother... She'd realise quite suddenly that Antics had chosen to piss all over said Junk-Wolf. Her nose twitching irritably from she smell as she sort of.. hid against Syl's shoulder. "Please tell me you won't be doing that... highness.." she near pleaded, before giving a disgusted look back at Holster. "So you came back again eh? Run out of trees to mark down sir?" she'd call softly, looking around at the faces that had popped up. The energetic one that had tried to join the spar for example.. She offered him an awkward nod. "Hello. I am Justicar.."
Justicar remained utterly disappointed in the loss of the spar, but she was sure there would be ample opportunity to try that again at some point. The feint had been mighty impressive of Syl to pull off when Just had thrust her weight down upon the smaller form. Ah well. It seemed they had to deal with that junk-wolf now! Although as she moved to her Queen's side, since she'd gone to stand with her grandmother... She'd realise quite suddenly that Antics had chosen to piss all over said Junk-Wolf. Her nose twitching irritably from the smell as she sort of... Hid against Syl's shoulder. "Please tell me you won't be doing that... highness.." she near pleaded, but mostly joked- before giving a disgusted look back at Holster. "So you came back again eh? Run out of trees to mark down sir?" she'd call softly, looking around at the faces that had popped up. The energetic one that had tried to join the spar for example.. She offered him an awkward nod. "Hello. I am Justicar.."
Darais rose his head a little when Syl looked at him. Would they let him join?! Oh goodie! That would make his day! He hadn't gotten to play in so long. So so long! Sparing won’t trigger any memories, right? Crickets played in his mind. Guess not! Yet, Hol was much louder with his attention issues than he. Perfectly groomed and lavender smelling male would feel his face twitch, trying hard not to react to the smell of Hol as he rushed by and ran straight up to the older lady. Attention rested on her a moment, soaking her in. She radiated dominance, superiority. Was she royalty?! By Hol's reaction, she must be! Their voices caused earthly triangles to flick and fall against his skull. That was rude! Hol's just being Hol, at least that's what he knew of the other male wolf so far. Poor guy, his super hero was a bitch. Oh wait, Hol might deserve it by getting to close. But still... - 'Angel boy'? That was an interesting nickname. Maybe he'd have to play a game with Hol so he could get to know his real name! After all, good information didn't come for free! As he whined about Dar 'knowing' such an awesome female, he gave a rather confused expression. Rather than explaining the situation however, he thought it might be a good idea to just make Hol happy. ''Psst.'' He whispered at Hol, ''You're hanging out with her too.'' He murmured, hoping such a thought would please the obviously... unique male. Yet, as the 'Legend' as he now knew her as, started to react to Hol's behaviour toward her... Oh. My. Moon. Was she about to? OH GOD. Male sprinted so fast to the other side, dirt and grass went flying. NOPE. No piss on this coat, please and thank you! He spent a long amount of time on his appearance, and that was not about to get ruined. Especially with two pretty ladies around! Though, that wasn't a true thought, just another excuse. ''Well....'' He stated, trying to think of something to say to such a blunt reaction. His tone clearly at a loss for anything positive at the moment, as his horrified eyes stared at Hol. It took every bit of strength to compose some sort of smile as he turned slowly, terrified, as he looked towards Justicar. ''Uh.. P-pleasure..'' Clearly he was stunned into silence!
Holster. As the mutt sulked, silver lined intellect rolled over his philosophy of fallen kings. The outcast begun to natter at himself. The sound of hissing pushed through fleshy gums as he mentally argued with an invisible presence. Slobber dropped from his lips as jaws clicked together with a disgruntled snap over and over again. The back of his throat rumbled in vexation, he was clearly irate over something. It was about then his skull cantered oddly. He was graced with a venomous voice that sent another wave of delicious fright through him. This lust was exciting! Oddly. Bullied mutt was facing death with a smile. A few screws loose? How about all of them! Missing tail twitched in the cool tundra- brooming over the long and unruly strands. First off; Holster harked the tone of the legend. Secondly, he witnessed her dominant stance. A mouthful of yellowing incisors were bared as an exited glee leapt from his larynx in a muse unmatched. THIS. Now THIS is what he was looking for! The Crew. A legend. A canine so terrifying that even he could feel his bones shake within his solid construction. This was what he sought after. A pack home to a KING whom drew the lands up in a crimson masterpiece. A crown that demanded authority and was frightfully dominating. Holster didn't move. No. He knew when he was vanquished. What better than to be used as bait for a legend herself! A sound erupted from his cords again, and he began to laugh when the others did. It shook his filthy figure in tremors. He LAUGHED in fear, admiration and humour all at once. He did not hear the giggling girls rolling in the dirt. All he felt was the bubbling adrenaline pulsating through his heated blood. Poor angel boy had to witness him crack. The saliva drooled from ajar mandibles as it just wouldn't stop! Urine soaked through already repulsive figure. The ANTICS had pissed on him! Punishment, humiliation for marking the lands on his own. How disturbing was this?
Antics allowed further snarls to bubble and rip from her chest as hollowed stare now penetrated Syledia. "You are a disgrace to the name of The Crew." Angry glare jumped to Justicar. "As Queen, She shall do as she sees fit, including pissing of shitting on lowly pawns such as yourself." Her voice was not shouting, though her town was so low, acidic and eerily quiet, it demanded attention. Turning back to Syledia. "Go mark that fucking tree and take back your inheritance. How dare you disappoint me like this? We have much work to do." Nasal bridge remained wrinkled as she loomed over most of the gathering. "I've witnessed Nakisai rip someone's throat out for so much as looking at him the wrong way, I expect the same of you if you are to carry on in his name." Blood Red Queen was furious and seething. Her great granddaughter needed much training.
--Antics Leaves--
Syledia. Bitch watched the scene unfold, a snort was given as it seemed the mangy mutt was enjoying being peed on by her great grandmother. Though it was an amusing turn of events, it seemed Antics was not at all happy about what was going on. Golden eyes widened as she was called a disgrace, something turned in the young queen and it appeared Antics was on to something as she continued her bitching. Though the lady didn’t have the training Anti seemed to think she had, Syl still was the alpha and was ready to prove it. Syl rose to her paws, meeting her grandmothers stance, ignoring the demand she gave her a fierce stare was given before Hol's eratic laughter caused the Queen to snap. Syledia lunged forward with such speed, reaching the laughing hyena in the blink of an eye before she opened her jaws, no warning, no hesitation and attempted to latch onto the dirty creature's ear, if successful shed snarl as she ripped at the base of his ear. Turning then the bitch would force her face into Hol's. "You are going to stop pissing in my lands, or I will take something more important than your fucking ear, is that understood?" shed snarl at him with his ear between her teeth, blood dripping from her jaws. Turning then she would face her great grandmother, if her outcome was in her favour she’d, spit the ear at her paws before turning and walking away. Syl would then make her way to the tree Hol had just pissed on and claim it as her own. Young queen did not like to be talked down to, not in front of new potential members. Yes she needed training, yes she took her words in but this was something she’d never had to do. Time to awaken her true self; let the inner beast come out.
Justicar did not seem overly phased by Antics words, she had experienced the madness of the former Crew first hand on many occasions. She was loyal to Syledia. And if the Queen said she had towed the line then she would consent. But her grandmother? Not a chance. "It is a shame to see a living legend... Fall furious at the mention of a joke. But perhaps my jokes are rusty. Two years have passed since the Crew fell apart." she let out a light hiss and walked away from Antics, a shake of her head as she watched the Queen act. "I think she's doing just fine. Even if you currently doubt her." the sight before her was enough to make her pause, an almost ... pleased smile on her face at the sign of action. It wasn't always the answer. Fear was the coward’s way to subjugate the wills of others, if you could not hold loyalties then you were no more a fool then the weak willed ones you controlled. "My Queen, I would walk with you at some point, this of course being your choice. I know my loyalty to you. And my vow. Even if these do not."
Holster. Hahahahhahaha. The cackle reverberated off the enormous woodland. Hol had undeniably lost his shit at the situation at hand. So much so that the saliva pooled down his frontal scruff like a sticky waterfall. Each strand of drool like silk as it dripped off his unhinged mandible as the laughter rolled through the woodland openly. Lungs produced a healthy sound of shrewd mockery. But all of it paused when the queen delivered her message. As if on par with his thoughts. Hol thought she could read his mind and before those annoying lips could move. Conflict of opinions had been thrown! Oho! Look what you did you silly little mutt! This only furthered his amusement and he chortled again. Hol really didn't give a shit about what they were talking about because he was too busy admiring the words of a queen who actually knew her shit. That rumble of her snarl had caused his fear to spike once more, and it made his tiny heart pound in anticipation! What next? Damn he loved this show. So, finally after the child had a bum spanking- the 'real' queen lunged. Spheres widened and he turned his skull quickly to allow for a pleasant nip on the side of his ear, before he scuttled away like the gross thing he was. He heeded her threat but it furthered his entertainment! Holster scuttled away quickly with a bleeding ear still intact but still owie.
--Holster Leaves--
Darais blinked, finally, after the elder gave her speech. He looked back to Syl. She seemed young, a bit younger than him even. He was about her age when he ran a pack... Mind slipped, Zim.. Sereh.. Shudder rocked his form so hard; his claws had marked the ground. Running a pack was hard work, and if you didn't have the back bone.... Death flashed, over and over. All other words, sounds, grossness that pooled from Hol, was ignored. Fighting his own battle, he finally snapped out of it when the youngest lunged at the insane one. Woah! Ballsy! And dangerous! None of the other females moved to back her up? Brow lifted slightly. Did no one see the insanity, the dangerous that larked within Hol? Was he the only sane one? Or was he just insane enough to see it himself. He was still surprised, shocked even, that Hol retreated. Poor guy. He had done nothing wrong this whole time. Said nothing rude. Then was peed on, and then attacked because the pretty lady apparently had something to prove. It was RUDE. It wasn't Hol's fault he had a full bladder! Now, if he wasn't in such a childish state, he would have known better. Yet, his own mind wasn't the most stable. ''I'm... Going to go get him some food. Maybe he's just hungry...'' He tried to paint again with his 'bright-side of things' brush. Offering an apologetic smile, before racing off after Hol. Then detouring to do just as he said, a rabbit should make Holly happy!
--Darais Leaves--
Syledia. Young queen was thrilled that shed latched onto his ear, though he tasted vile as his blood dripped into her mouth. One thing was for sure, she couldn't wait to clean out her mouth. Bleeh. It seemed the mangy thing retreated causing his ear to remain intact, but at least she did some damage. If he continued his ways the vile creature wouldn't have his ear for much longer. Turning to her great grandmother now shed spit the disgusting taste out of her mouth and turn to mark the tree. It seemed the two had scurried off. Syl watched as Antic took her own leave, leaving Kari and Syl alone again. Fire burned in the young queens eyes as she turned and began towards her den, she wondered how much more trouble this mangy mutt would be. "I guess we’ll have to spar another time. Thanks for the attempt though." shed mutter in a nonchalance voice. No emotion was there, it was as though a switch had been turned on, for now. "Let’s head back and get some rest." shed add before making her way back. Syledia would not sleep; no she would remain up, keeping a calculated eye on the land, watching, and waiting. She would make The Crew proud if it killed her.
Justicar felt a moment of sadness pass over her as the mutt fled, no doubt he'd return to cause more catharsis between the pack. When the others departed so swiftly it left her looking at Syledia calmly, as if hoping she would not be tainted by the others words. Yes the Queen would need to harden, but you could keep your compassion and still be capable of keeping idiots in line... Noting the almost cold and nonchalant tone that had been taken towards her she offered up a vaguely warm smile, "Yes. Whenever you wish.. Maybe we'll get to find a quiet place next time.." she'd mumble, following after her for a while and when realizing that Syledia was settling in for a long haul.. Well she silently moved to a rock nearby, she'd observe for a while. A silent constant at the least, she'd back her in her vision. Even if that meant not sleeping tonight.
--Both head home. END!--
Justicar. Bemused Lady took note of her queen’s reaction to Zalie's attitude, and then her following response to Miat as he attempted to apologize on her behalf. But it did seem that her dear queen had quite the backbone as Syledia was having known of it, Justi would have to be around when they had words since she was very keen to see what happened when that came around. Upon the offering of food her stomach rumbled lowly and ducking her head in gratitude she made her way over and began to gnaw on a decent portion of the deer, many days spent hungry or forgetting to eat were slowly catching up with her, it was difficult to care for oneself without a strict purpose... it may be different for the others but Justi was nothing but a creature of habit inside, even if the company of her new and dear Queen made her a little bit wacky sometimes and whilst she didn't know just why it did, she was keen to ignore or tone it down for the sake of both her heart and Syledia's sanity as well. Licking her lips after having eaten enough for her fill, still a decent amount remaining she'd surmise. She'd never been one to take a huge lot out of something she hadn't killed herself and never finishing something that may sustain others more needed than her. Her ears twitched and she had to hide her surprise that Syl was returning her small talk, and pretty cheerfully too. A somewhat dorky and fond smile worms its way onto her face as she responds, "I uh... Have been called Just before. Or Kari... You could call me either, or if you think of a new one I’d be glad to consider it." after a moment she licks the blood from her mouth and takes to stretch out as much as she possibly can, letting out a slight yawn and the tiniest sneeze. At the mention that she'd been kicked in the nose Justi leans in to get a look, before realizing she's lent in a bit too close and pulling away. "Ah..Uh.. Looks alright, I'd love to come with you next time." She's constantly glad being flustered doesn't show on her face in anyway, she's sure she'd be rumbled if it did. "That might be Hol.. The mangy one that is. Sounds like the junk-wolf.." and when the queen stretches out her still wet form, Justi once again diverts her gaze. And upon the suggestion of a walk she smiles brightly, "With you as company? I wouldn't miss it."
Darais had stayed puzzled at the 'mangy wolf', for some time. Brows knitted into confusion as his mind tumbled with thoughts. After a while, he gave a shrug and went back to searching these recently marked lands. Loneliness was starting to drive him mad, and the last thing he wanted was to end up like that crazy male wolf he just met! Following the blood and the scent, but decided to detour and find his own food and a place to clean up before attempting to relearn something about these lands he had wandered into. Cream and obsidian paws would pad at the grass, lazy tail swaying idly as he walked with a confident bounce in his stride. Emerald pools would glide across the lands, searching, searching... Where did the pretty lady go? Was that a bee?! Attention snapped to the thing flying nearby, and of course, he chased it. Leathery chaps snapping away at the air, while trotting after it. Lucky for him, it seemed more interested in retreating instead of fighting. Oooh, water! Attention span was a little on the short side when he was alone, and soon he was prancing away in it. Each drop that landed on his freshly groomed coat would glisten. It caused his cream coloured fur to look almost star strung as he danced in the sun. Oh yeah, the wolfy lady! Back to focusing, back to tracking! Auds would start to twitch, being upwind, he could hear them before smell them. That usual, casual smile would creep up his muzzle. Accidently stalking as he slowed his steps to hopefully catch a point in the conversation it would not be rude to interrupt at!
Mohnna CRACK! SNAP! CHRUNNNNCH! The sounds you hear when Moh is eating her kill, As she was eating a very chipper male wolf strutted by as if he was hot shit or something, Red orbs watched from the bushes as the male sprinkled himself in water. Shaking her head quietly she'd move from her spot and kinda follow him he sniffed the air and tilted his audits. Lifting a brow a snort would leave her muzzle as she walked away. Younger Wolves... Mohnna has been alone since she hit the age of two years and had three beautiful pups, two of which died, and one survived with his Grandfather, Klash. Sighing lightly at the thought of her father she'd sit down for a long moment, contemplating what to do next. A minute or so passed when she stood up went back where she was picked up her kill on her back and carried it, she had caught the males scent with following him. Once she was within view she'd sit down and squinted 'Is that Orchis? I thought she died?' she thought as she sat there completely confused know 'Who the hell is this?' she thought.
Syledia. A nod of her head would be given as she offered two short names to call the lady, "I like Kari" she’d say with a genuine smile. When Kari agreed to join her on a walk the girl seemed to prance forward with excitement, moments later she contained her energy a little and circled around to the other side of Kari before falling into step with the taller lady. Once they got a ways into the hunting grounds Syl turned to her first member "So Kari, what say you in a little spar. A test of the wits, to see where we stand?" shed ask the taller wolf. This would surely be a challenge for Syl, she knew it. But she wasn’t about to sit back and not know how her pack mates fought. "No injuries, just a bit of fun." She’d add, though she knew she didn’t need to say it aloud, it was nice to lay it out. Syl would bounce on a tree stump that had been chopped down by one of the humans that frequented the hunting lands; they were around, but Syl usually left clear of them got to live in harmony after all. Young queen waited for Kari to decide if she wanted to take the challenge, if she agreed the young lady would grin and assume a position, first playful and slightly charming as she wiggled her ass behind her a little. It would be the first time this happened in the past year, it was about time she learned how to fight properly. At the very least, this would be practice.
Justicar. Or Kari, it was a strange thing to have someone using that old nickname again, no one in the past had really chosen to use it when Just was so much easier for them to use, part of her was totally thrilled with the choice and she really needs to subdue the part of her that is so youthfully giddy. The scents they slowly moved into suggested that they'd come upon the hunting grounds, the warrior took a good look around to get familiar with the scenery, before blinking as she realizes just what Syledia is getting at. "A spar eh? It's been awhile. So I’m a touch rusty. But it sounds like a fine game to me" she chuckles roughly and with a shake of her head stretches, getting herself into a prepared pose. Her body coiling up as she found a good starting angle. She faced a moment of embarrassment when the queen started to wiggle her ass about; perhaps Syl had figured Justicar out. Shucks she was screwed. "No injuries. Promise." she smiles widely, but the honesty is clear in her face. There’s a sort of practiced grace to her form, her golden eyes observing the Queen with both care and a general sense of alert. Her tail whips behind her after a moment and she arches her back, leaning backwards as if preparing for any oncoming attacks. "Show me what you got!" she calls out cheekily, adding on a full wink to the other.
Darais was not so naïve, he noticed the other trail him. He didn't pay any attention however. His concerns were on the red and black wolfess. She looked like she needed a friend! He wanted a friend. Hol was a bit too crazy for his liking. Though, the male did say he was pretty! So many thoughts whipped about in this adult's mind. However, his attitude betrayed him, made him seem much younger than he really was. If other's found his confidence arrogant, that was not his problem. He was who he was, and that was always a nice and helpful wolf. Attention stayed glued to the females once they came into view. Skull cantering to one side, observing with curious orbs. Earthly hues would flick forward, trained on the conversation. A spar? His tail picked up, wagging slightly. That was like a game, right? I WANNA PLAY. Without thinking, he bounded out of his little 'hiding' spot, and trotted up to the ladies. The bounce in his steps made it look like he was more jumping and dancing than actual walking. Yet those pale colours gave his form a bit of grace to it. ''Can I play too?!'' He asked, an innocent and hopeful expression painted across his face. Those emerald pools growing wide and watery as they begged puppy face! He was oblivious to the obvious interest the one female held in the other. Was it mutual? He didn't notice. However, that was likely because he didn't pay attention to silly things such as flirting. Skilled in body language reading, yet lacked the desire to rudely pry into other's personal things.
Mohnna Blinked watching for a long moment then walked into the clearing and dropped the kill nearby Red orbs watched as she listened to the conversation. Standing and walking closer she'd get a whiff of the scent, Ah... its Justi, she had seen her in a year or so, might as well go and say hi...but Right as she was about to go say "hey" so her, she noticed the play bows and the playing.
Holster. Sour odour was sifted by nasal paths. The acidy of raunchy piss exited underside as Holster let free the stream that was detained within his depths. Let it rain~ let it rain~ let it rain. Ahh~ Such a blissful sigh. Clearly not an act of peace. In fact it was quite the act for sure? I mean, taking a piss atop an already marked tree? Who would dare? This mutt would! Urine poured from his breeding stick in a lovely display of dominance. A lucid chortle exited his cords as he mused at his own antics. The melody inside of his skull currently diverted himself from the natural ambience- or rather the conversation he was JUST having mere seconds ago...with a tree. The hot stream poured from his foundation for an extended amount of time until his bladder was finally hollow. He shook his butt for extra measure and smiled. A sneer showed off those orangey fangs, slick and coated in saliva. Unkempt male was revolting to say the least. Tawny strands were married to grunge and bunches of random filth. The canine was repulsive to look at and even less attractive to smell. Poor Hol looked as if he hadn't bathed in years. Oh well! Creepy little fucker stood silently in wait. Sockets gave an appearance of being void- but they weren't! Far from it. Observant little despatcher was peering through the woodland. Cartilage tips tweaked, once- twice. "OOOOH, sounds like fun over there! FUN FUN FUN." He forgot about his marking duty and started trotting those solid paws over the emerald blades. The prance was full of laughter and sullied by his immense ego. Elongated legs pushed with strength until he was met with a clearing. “Hello, hello!~" He cooed through deep cords. Blackened gums were peeled over unhealthy set of ivories. Before he could utter another word. A tingle brushed the back of his- A SNEEZE. Snot was pushed out of his fleshy nostrils and the thick membrane dripped down his jowl. Oh. Oops. It was easily fixed by a dry tongue- that came to the rescue by licking it all up! Yummy.
Antics's jaws clicked apart, hollow yawn emanating from within as the she-beast rose from hibernative slumber. Toes pressed into the soft dirt below, and before not too long, Blood Red Bitch had once again found the Crew's new location, empty stare placating on Syledia before raunchy odour assaulted her nostrils. Laced ears of fawn hue glued to the back of her skull as Holster evidently was the source of stench. "Do not come over here until you have cleaned yourself" she warned with an acidic undertone. Ass had already hit the ground, inches away from her great-granddaughter, silvered pools purveying her surroundings and all the new faces.
Syledia. Young Queen was thrilled when Kari agreed to the spar, it had been many moons since she had fought to begin with, and it was nice to practice. Finally glad to have someone to practice with. Eyes narrowed as she launched an attack on the dark lady who had years more practice than the young queen. Black paws stretched forward, reaching up to the warrior Syl opened her jaws to latch onto the back of her neck in an attempt to get a good grip. If successful Syl would use her weight and attempt to pull the lady down. If she failed the young queen would only try again, attention was diverted as voices began to circle them, not wanting to stop, yet not wanting to be rude Syl paused to glance between Kari and each member as they arrived. The cream wolf from the night before, the smelly one who pisses on everything, another unknown and her great grandmother. Ouu the was thrilled she was up and about.
Justicar had been prepared, she had been ready to get going into a good old spar, even if it meant having to be tossed around by the queen, or a bit of good old fashioned rolling around to try and pick out a stronger position... She couldn't possible embarrass herself further than the incident earlier after all! The attempt to grip onto her neck was a clever start, and Just threw her full weight backwards onto the queen the moment she got her good grip attempting to knock her over backwards, although the moment fresh voices began registering she would start to let up her weight somewhat. She didn't want anyone to get the wrong idea if they saw her lying upon their queen... Or.. Well trying to squash her just a little bit. Even if she didn't mean any harm by it- or anything untoward- the pack was fresh and she'd hate to provide a bad image. "It would appear we have company.." she mumbles clearly, almost... disappointed?
--Mohnna Leaves--
Darais looked between the females, excitement and hope clearly on his face. He stood there, probably awkwardly for them, as he waited for an answer! And... Nothing. His happy little puppy face quickly fell, and the look of defeat claimed him. As other's joined, he looked around. Play time was over? How disappointing! Well, maybe he would actually get to socialize this time! It was proving to be hard to get noticed around here. Maybe the year alone did more damage to him than he thought. Mind wasn't capable of thinking on such a thing at the moment however. Snout was to curl at smelling Hol. How'd he smell worse than last time?! Is that why he was ditched? Did the mutt go out and roll in garbage!? Gross! Though, saying such things out loud would be rude. Can't be rude! Instead, his offended snout quickly pushed out the scent. A pleasant smile was plastered back onto his face as he looked over to see the other.... EW SNEEZE! Watching as boogers dangled from the other. Skin would crawl as disgust triggered his core. Ew. EW! It took all he had not to agree to the new woman who came about. That would be RUDE though. Trying to divert anything before it could happen, he'd perk up again. "Hey, it's you! Did you find food?'' His question was directed at Hol, who he'd still not known the name of. He didn't know anyone's name! His tail gave a little wag of greeting. Paws shifted him about till he made room for Hol to join the conversation, or the start of hopefully one at least. Where was he? Can he stay and talk? Can he help? Dar just really wanted some new friends!
Holster. Fun! Ever so fun. Repulsive mongrel would adore to be summoned to such a masquerade! Oh pretty, pretty please? He was ever so attracted to the charade of imposters! Let him too dance with the mask of a legend! Such as those waltzed in front of him. Charlatans! Under a reputation much too big for them to handle. A switch was flicked as an odd moment of sanity tightened over his core. He was watching them dance carelessly; ever so blissful and sloppy. Once more. A fool Holster may be, but an idiot he was not. That imposing sneer remained upon his mug. Bulk had paused as the passage before the outcast had been limited with a voice that had an effect on the other. A chill rolled up his spinal column and played the vertebra in pleasure. Now, what do we have here?Obsidian eyes loosened their hold on the two affront his visage and panned to where the damning voice came from. Lids widened and that powerful maxilla of his dropped agar. Now- THIS is what he was TALKING ABOUT. A real. Live. Legend. The blood red queen. Now, this made things interesting! Oh finally! A squeal left his chops and a mangled tail wagged quickly which made it clear that Hol had once owned a full tail. Unfortunately it was now just half. Who knew where the other part was~ That wasn't important. Not this second. His hypothesis was slowly changing bias with this lady in his sights. Holster didn't even acknowledge the two bitches rolling in flirty giggles nor the comment on his smell....No. He was focused on royalty! "ARE YOU ANTICS?" He chimed in glee and pranced right up to her- before remembering her nature and scampered backward- his ear twitched hearing an angel? "OOOH. Angel boy!" He turned (easily distracted), and pranced toward him still paying no attention to the women. "How ya be? You lookin' sexy as ever." He snapped those jowls quickly and suggestively before he wheeled again on solid paws. "How'd you get to hang with a Legend? THEE ANTICS. Ohboywowoww." He chirped and planted his muscular ass on the ground before a sigh left his lips. "No fair. No faiir..".
Antics's facial muscles ripped into a twisted facade when Holster quickly approached her personal space. Black, leathery lips peeled back to bare multiple rows of polished fangery toward him, her chest rumbling with threatening promise. But, he quickly backed away, perhaps he wasn't as stupid as he put on to be. "None other." she confirmed quietly, eyes rolling around their sockets to peer down at Darais curiously, realizing her own hunger pangs at the question of food. When Holster reappeared, she quickly stood, towering over him, skull cocked back into her spine. "I said, be clean before you approach me." and with that, she simply turned from him and lifted a hind leg, allowing an obscene amount of piss to drench part of his coat, should he not move. If he did move, she'd simply use her hind feet to kick the quenched grass in his general direction.
Syledia was thrilled when Kari fought back, her weight pushed against her own, Syledia being much smaller felt the weight fall on her with ease. Eyes widened as she slipped out from under the larger lady with a speed that surprised even herself. A nip of the tail would be given if the larger lady didn't notice her slip out. Dark queen was definitely disappointed by the interruption of their spar, but there would be plenty of time. Turning to the cream male who seemed to want to join their spar, shed cock her head a little and exchange a glance with Kari before the others seemed to make a commotion. It would appear her great grandmother was warning the rotten wolf to bath before approaching, he didn't seem to listen and oh, oh yes Anti peed on Hol. A shocked expression formed on the young queen’s lips before she let out a rather loud laugh. That was probably the best thing she’d ever seen. A nod to her head was offered to Kari to join her by Antics as she moved to her great grandmother’s side, remaining silent for a moment, taking in the others words. Justicar remained utterly disappointed in the loss of the spar, but she was sure there would be ample opportunity to try that again at some point. The feint had been mighty impressive of Syl to pull off when Just had thrust her weight down upon the smaller form. Ah well. It seemed they had to deal with that junk-wolf now! Although as she moved to her Queen's side, since she'd gone to stand with her grand mother... She'd realise quite suddenly that Antics had chosen to piss all over said Junk-Wolf. Her nose twitching irritably from she smell as she sort of.. hid against Syl's shoulder. "Please tell me you won't be doing that... highness.." she near pleaded, before giving a disgusted look back at Holster. "So you came back again eh? Run out of trees to mark down sir?" she'd call softly, looking around at the faces that had popped up. The energetic one that had tried to join the spar for example.. She offered him an awkward nod. "Hello. I am Justicar.."
Justicar remained utterly disappointed in the loss of the spar, but she was sure there would be ample opportunity to try that again at some point. The feint had been mighty impressive of Syl to pull off when Just had thrust her weight down upon the smaller form. Ah well. It seemed they had to deal with that junk-wolf now! Although as she moved to her Queen's side, since she'd gone to stand with her grandmother... She'd realise quite suddenly that Antics had chosen to piss all over said Junk-Wolf. Her nose twitching irritably from the smell as she sort of... Hid against Syl's shoulder. "Please tell me you won't be doing that... highness.." she near pleaded, but mostly joked- before giving a disgusted look back at Holster. "So you came back again eh? Run out of trees to mark down sir?" she'd call softly, looking around at the faces that had popped up. The energetic one that had tried to join the spar for example.. She offered him an awkward nod. "Hello. I am Justicar.."
Darais rose his head a little when Syl looked at him. Would they let him join?! Oh goodie! That would make his day! He hadn't gotten to play in so long. So so long! Sparing won’t trigger any memories, right? Crickets played in his mind. Guess not! Yet, Hol was much louder with his attention issues than he. Perfectly groomed and lavender smelling male would feel his face twitch, trying hard not to react to the smell of Hol as he rushed by and ran straight up to the older lady. Attention rested on her a moment, soaking her in. She radiated dominance, superiority. Was she royalty?! By Hol's reaction, she must be! Their voices caused earthly triangles to flick and fall against his skull. That was rude! Hol's just being Hol, at least that's what he knew of the other male wolf so far. Poor guy, his super hero was a bitch. Oh wait, Hol might deserve it by getting to close. But still... - 'Angel boy'? That was an interesting nickname. Maybe he'd have to play a game with Hol so he could get to know his real name! After all, good information didn't come for free! As he whined about Dar 'knowing' such an awesome female, he gave a rather confused expression. Rather than explaining the situation however, he thought it might be a good idea to just make Hol happy. ''Psst.'' He whispered at Hol, ''You're hanging out with her too.'' He murmured, hoping such a thought would please the obviously... unique male. Yet, as the 'Legend' as he now knew her as, started to react to Hol's behaviour toward her... Oh. My. Moon. Was she about to? OH GOD. Male sprinted so fast to the other side, dirt and grass went flying. NOPE. No piss on this coat, please and thank you! He spent a long amount of time on his appearance, and that was not about to get ruined. Especially with two pretty ladies around! Though, that wasn't a true thought, just another excuse. ''Well....'' He stated, trying to think of something to say to such a blunt reaction. His tone clearly at a loss for anything positive at the moment, as his horrified eyes stared at Hol. It took every bit of strength to compose some sort of smile as he turned slowly, terrified, as he looked towards Justicar. ''Uh.. P-pleasure..'' Clearly he was stunned into silence!
Holster. As the mutt sulked, silver lined intellect rolled over his philosophy of fallen kings. The outcast begun to natter at himself. The sound of hissing pushed through fleshy gums as he mentally argued with an invisible presence. Slobber dropped from his lips as jaws clicked together with a disgruntled snap over and over again. The back of his throat rumbled in vexation, he was clearly irate over something. It was about then his skull cantered oddly. He was graced with a venomous voice that sent another wave of delicious fright through him. This lust was exciting! Oddly. Bullied mutt was facing death with a smile. A few screws loose? How about all of them! Missing tail twitched in the cool tundra- brooming over the long and unruly strands. First off; Holster harked the tone of the legend. Secondly, he witnessed her dominant stance. A mouthful of yellowing incisors were bared as an exited glee leapt from his larynx in a muse unmatched. THIS. Now THIS is what he was looking for! The Crew. A legend. A canine so terrifying that even he could feel his bones shake within his solid construction. This was what he sought after. A pack home to a KING whom drew the lands up in a crimson masterpiece. A crown that demanded authority and was frightfully dominating. Holster didn't move. No. He knew when he was vanquished. What better than to be used as bait for a legend herself! A sound erupted from his cords again, and he began to laugh when the others did. It shook his filthy figure in tremors. He LAUGHED in fear, admiration and humour all at once. He did not hear the giggling girls rolling in the dirt. All he felt was the bubbling adrenaline pulsating through his heated blood. Poor angel boy had to witness him crack. The saliva drooled from ajar mandibles as it just wouldn't stop! Urine soaked through already repulsive figure. The ANTICS had pissed on him! Punishment, humiliation for marking the lands on his own. How disturbing was this?
Antics allowed further snarls to bubble and rip from her chest as hollowed stare now penetrated Syledia. "You are a disgrace to the name of The Crew." Angry glare jumped to Justicar. "As Queen, She shall do as she sees fit, including pissing of shitting on lowly pawns such as yourself." Her voice was not shouting, though her town was so low, acidic and eerily quiet, it demanded attention. Turning back to Syledia. "Go mark that fucking tree and take back your inheritance. How dare you disappoint me like this? We have much work to do." Nasal bridge remained wrinkled as she loomed over most of the gathering. "I've witnessed Nakisai rip someone's throat out for so much as looking at him the wrong way, I expect the same of you if you are to carry on in his name." Blood Red Queen was furious and seething. Her great granddaughter needed much training.
--Antics Leaves--
Syledia. Bitch watched the scene unfold, a snort was given as it seemed the mangy mutt was enjoying being peed on by her great grandmother. Though it was an amusing turn of events, it seemed Antics was not at all happy about what was going on. Golden eyes widened as she was called a disgrace, something turned in the young queen and it appeared Antics was on to something as she continued her bitching. Though the lady didn’t have the training Anti seemed to think she had, Syl still was the alpha and was ready to prove it. Syl rose to her paws, meeting her grandmothers stance, ignoring the demand she gave her a fierce stare was given before Hol's eratic laughter caused the Queen to snap. Syledia lunged forward with such speed, reaching the laughing hyena in the blink of an eye before she opened her jaws, no warning, no hesitation and attempted to latch onto the dirty creature's ear, if successful shed snarl as she ripped at the base of his ear. Turning then the bitch would force her face into Hol's. "You are going to stop pissing in my lands, or I will take something more important than your fucking ear, is that understood?" shed snarl at him with his ear between her teeth, blood dripping from her jaws. Turning then she would face her great grandmother, if her outcome was in her favour she’d, spit the ear at her paws before turning and walking away. Syl would then make her way to the tree Hol had just pissed on and claim it as her own. Young queen did not like to be talked down to, not in front of new potential members. Yes she needed training, yes she took her words in but this was something she’d never had to do. Time to awaken her true self; let the inner beast come out.
Justicar did not seem overly phased by Antics words, she had experienced the madness of the former Crew first hand on many occasions. She was loyal to Syledia. And if the Queen said she had towed the line then she would consent. But her grandmother? Not a chance. "It is a shame to see a living legend... Fall furious at the mention of a joke. But perhaps my jokes are rusty. Two years have passed since the Crew fell apart." she let out a light hiss and walked away from Antics, a shake of her head as she watched the Queen act. "I think she's doing just fine. Even if you currently doubt her." the sight before her was enough to make her pause, an almost ... pleased smile on her face at the sign of action. It wasn't always the answer. Fear was the coward’s way to subjugate the wills of others, if you could not hold loyalties then you were no more a fool then the weak willed ones you controlled. "My Queen, I would walk with you at some point, this of course being your choice. I know my loyalty to you. And my vow. Even if these do not."
Holster. Hahahahhahaha. The cackle reverberated off the enormous woodland. Hol had undeniably lost his shit at the situation at hand. So much so that the saliva pooled down his frontal scruff like a sticky waterfall. Each strand of drool like silk as it dripped off his unhinged mandible as the laughter rolled through the woodland openly. Lungs produced a healthy sound of shrewd mockery. But all of it paused when the queen delivered her message. As if on par with his thoughts. Hol thought she could read his mind and before those annoying lips could move. Conflict of opinions had been thrown! Oho! Look what you did you silly little mutt! This only furthered his amusement and he chortled again. Hol really didn't give a shit about what they were talking about because he was too busy admiring the words of a queen who actually knew her shit. That rumble of her snarl had caused his fear to spike once more, and it made his tiny heart pound in anticipation! What next? Damn he loved this show. So, finally after the child had a bum spanking- the 'real' queen lunged. Spheres widened and he turned his skull quickly to allow for a pleasant nip on the side of his ear, before he scuttled away like the gross thing he was. He heeded her threat but it furthered his entertainment! Holster scuttled away quickly with a bleeding ear still intact but still owie.
--Holster Leaves--
Darais blinked, finally, after the elder gave her speech. He looked back to Syl. She seemed young, a bit younger than him even. He was about her age when he ran a pack... Mind slipped, Zim.. Sereh.. Shudder rocked his form so hard; his claws had marked the ground. Running a pack was hard work, and if you didn't have the back bone.... Death flashed, over and over. All other words, sounds, grossness that pooled from Hol, was ignored. Fighting his own battle, he finally snapped out of it when the youngest lunged at the insane one. Woah! Ballsy! And dangerous! None of the other females moved to back her up? Brow lifted slightly. Did no one see the insanity, the dangerous that larked within Hol? Was he the only sane one? Or was he just insane enough to see it himself. He was still surprised, shocked even, that Hol retreated. Poor guy. He had done nothing wrong this whole time. Said nothing rude. Then was peed on, and then attacked because the pretty lady apparently had something to prove. It was RUDE. It wasn't Hol's fault he had a full bladder! Now, if he wasn't in such a childish state, he would have known better. Yet, his own mind wasn't the most stable. ''I'm... Going to go get him some food. Maybe he's just hungry...'' He tried to paint again with his 'bright-side of things' brush. Offering an apologetic smile, before racing off after Hol. Then detouring to do just as he said, a rabbit should make Holly happy!
--Darais Leaves--
Syledia. Young queen was thrilled that shed latched onto his ear, though he tasted vile as his blood dripped into her mouth. One thing was for sure, she couldn't wait to clean out her mouth. Bleeh. It seemed the mangy thing retreated causing his ear to remain intact, but at least she did some damage. If he continued his ways the vile creature wouldn't have his ear for much longer. Turning to her great grandmother now shed spit the disgusting taste out of her mouth and turn to mark the tree. It seemed the two had scurried off. Syl watched as Antic took her own leave, leaving Kari and Syl alone again. Fire burned in the young queens eyes as she turned and began towards her den, she wondered how much more trouble this mangy mutt would be. "I guess we’ll have to spar another time. Thanks for the attempt though." shed mutter in a nonchalance voice. No emotion was there, it was as though a switch had been turned on, for now. "Let’s head back and get some rest." shed add before making her way back. Syledia would not sleep; no she would remain up, keeping a calculated eye on the land, watching, and waiting. She would make The Crew proud if it killed her.
Justicar felt a moment of sadness pass over her as the mutt fled, no doubt he'd return to cause more catharsis between the pack. When the others departed so swiftly it left her looking at Syledia calmly, as if hoping she would not be tainted by the others words. Yes the Queen would need to harden, but you could keep your compassion and still be capable of keeping idiots in line... Noting the almost cold and nonchalant tone that had been taken towards her she offered up a vaguely warm smile, "Yes. Whenever you wish.. Maybe we'll get to find a quiet place next time.." she'd mumble, following after her for a while and when realizing that Syledia was settling in for a long haul.. Well she silently moved to a rock nearby, she'd observe for a while. A silent constant at the least, she'd back her in her vision. Even if that meant not sleeping tonight.
--Both head home. END!--
