The Midnight Plague

Harmi smiled "Why to protect my investment of course"


With that the sound of pounding paws came. It was as if they had been running for a long while. JR had made it following Cira's sent with the news.


JR collected himself nicely as he reached the four Midnights "My lords.... Curse is fighting with the Queen of Muerta. I came on my own seein that her knights should be there to help her out of the land safely. To bring her here."


It grew silent. So still that the wind was telling its own story. Harmi was the first to speak


"Well lets go help my sister shall we"

Do you think because you mate with a wolf forever it ties you forever? Pichtra entered the scene as the wolves were leaving, catching Cira's last words. "Then don't. Catch them, if they didn't hear Deadly's call they should. Now go. Tell them Jabbar is open for their home. Give the pup to me. I'll stay here with her while you go...if you want. I'm not forcing you, just giving you an option... and I'm sorry... that you've been stuck in this position, you and I both are at the mercy of someone else's fate, isn't it lovely. Just be glad your mate isn't the clan leader though" He smirked and touched his nose to her cheek.

He laid down, if she took it or not that was her choice, aid her home or not, if the Midnights went back he knew there was no stopping them from attacking the pack, but if she went, maybe, just maybe she could convince them to join up with Deadly in the lands of Jabbar. He had heard the call and almost went himself, but he didn't feel the need, he wasn't too sure how long he was going to stick around... or if he'd leave Curse and go home. He loved her, he did, but he felt betrayed now as she did by him... His ears fell backwards and he laid his head down on his front paws, thinking things over, waiting for her move...

Obviously she had agreed for he heard Curse's howl and he had departed with the pup to Midnight Meadows, spoke his peace and then came back here waiting for Cira. "Are you hungry little one?" he spoke softly looking down at her. "I got some food stored, it's buried but if you want to help me get it I'm sure it'll teach you some good tracking skills" he smiled down at her and stretched out his old body carefully extending his claws into the dirt. He had to either wait for Cira or take the pup with him, he'd give her some time to think of her actions but... it'd have to change soon or else he'd send out his own call for the wolves of Midnight Meadows who belonged in Jabbar to start their search for aid if they hadn't already.

"I'm Pichtra by the way. Father of the young lady who's been watching you. Cira. She's nice isn't she, for an evil little wolf she has good motherly instincts." He smiled and laid his front end down next to her followed by his rear. "So, you wanna find the food? it's right around here I just don't know if I can find it, my nose isn't as young as yours" He winked at her and waited for her answer.

Junior watched Pitchra the elder was convinced he had great intentions. "SO I see you have seen the worse of the clan..." The older brute lifted his form moving closer to the brute and the whelp "I know who your mother is but it is not safe for you with her. There pack is weaken and there well... Harmi tore that pack apart. Hit where it hurts the most... There Heart" The gray blue male laid his form down so he could rest some more. " Curse was a good fea. I watched her grow as I did you. Both showed great promise and when you two where paired I knew the two of you held no boundaries but the royal blood holds the gene that we all don't... It makes them have split personalities. Makes there minds go crazy." Junior looked at the whelp "I watched your mother grow as well perhaps when things clear over you can know stories of what I know." Junior looked at Pitchra "Does Gladiator know his niece is crazy?" His lyrics soft now as he felt for the clan they where his family just going in the wrong direction. He knew the little ones needed to be removed.

Pichtra looked around while Junior spoke listening softly to the brutes famous words of the Midnights. Pichtra knew the breed but had been matched with Curse so young he had kept away from the wolves for so long when they were together that now, now it was as if new information was changing everything he ever thought about their breed. "I'm sure he knows it, he knows the most out of all of us" Pichtra sighed and looked at the pup. "Well Daija, what do you think of that. Maybe once everything is done and over with we will take you home to your real mother." He smiled to the pup only to stand protectivly when a familiar white fem came rushing up and speaking through ragged panting breaths.

His body relaxed and he sat down looking at the femora with interesting eyes. "How come you wanted to be alpha then and once you got defeated you now want to return with the pack who originally claimed the lands... the rightful wolves to Jabbar, the ones who love each other and work together. I know you love Bloodeye, I know that your pack may not be the darkest of places but I hope you know that they'd die for each other and live for each other just as well as he'd hopefully die for you and live for you and your pups." he was talking about the brute that had been next to Bloodeye back in Jabbar.

"Remember these words as you fight along side the wolves of Jabbar. You can either join them in the lands of Midnight Meadows but I imagine they move soon to take their lands back. I don't have many resources here, I have myself, Junior, and my daughter Cira... I hope she returns here soon..." his words trailed off a little and he looked in the direction she had ran off to earlier.

Junior growled as the fea approached raising his tail and his form "Lies of the evil are best kept for other fools" He was a bitter old wolf to the dark kind he cared not for there lies or to pity them "You should have stayed for you fiat in Jabbar" The gray blue brute moved to the whelp lightly picking her up and moving her to the shade of the near by rocks. He wanted her far away from the other two while Pitchra talked. He looked at her "Lie's of others are best known by the way they act. The fear death that is why they flip sides so much. As for me little fea I fear no death or pain only to die alone is what I fear." He nussled her a little as if she where his own whelp " Soon all will be right again little one" He watched her he guarded her. His love for the Pearl never faded and she was his pack mate like few others.

His steps where light. He trotted with high steps. His pelt was a ivory color but he had blue gray markings on him. His maw paws and tail where tipped with blue gray. His eyes a beautiful amber gray color. He marched to the Midnights before him. He looked just like them. He had traveled far with his brother and soon he would arrive as well. He moved to Junior remembering the old brute "Ah my fair lad I see I have finely found you." Amor moved to the blue gray male sitting in front of him.

"Why if it isn't the spoiled whelp of Centrus. Why you so far from home?" Junior looked at him interested in what he had to say.

"I'm afraid the land of our kind has gotten worse. It brings sickness to the deer in the east that we survive off of. Me and my brother have come to see of we can find a new place to live. Tho the wolves here are much smaller then back home." The beautiful male shook his winter pelt. "So where are you going to perhaps I can join. Valentine will just have to find his own way." The male looked at Junior slightly noticing a fea speaking with a older brute but he said nothing.

"How is that brother of yours?" Junior asked a bit interested.
"Annoying as always he never speaks to me. Just in short words. Never met a male so much to himself. Weird really." The brute said with a chuckle. ...

Bloodeye spoke and Pichtra listened. He was not her king, he cared not for what she pleaded for herself, her mate must have thought differently, for though she defended herself for everyone else in Jabbar he only spoke of himself and himself only, not even her... A shake of his head when she left and Cira arrived. He had begun the spin down, obviously with all the time he spent not talking, words had built up, released, and the brute found himself all silent once again. His daughter spoke to him, as if his ex mate were just another wolfess. Oh... the slight pain he felt even in that, when she was addressed as Curse and not mom... Obviously she had hit a sore spot in them both. His blue orbs looked up at her and he shook his head. "I will not fight her nor aid her in this. I cannot" he looked around softly at everything. "It's beautiful here. I might make a home of it here if I cannot find my own to reside in peacefully" he looked at her, knowing full well that he was not answering her questions... "I will see you back to Muerta, speak peace with Akira having made good terms with her when I left... I will tell her of what's happened here. But Cira. I need you to do me a favor, as a father... take her home. She belongs to the Pearl... your babies are all grown up and gone to their own things, though they've followed you in so many ways and you've watched them grow, don't take that away from a mother... It's a self destructive path I wouldn't wish on anyone" He hung his head and turned when Junior's bellow sent his hair on end.

His body turned with panic. He had just asked his daughter to do the one thing she maybe couldn't now if the pup was gone. "Daija!" He went over to Junior and stuck his nose to the ground. "Daija, where are you" he sniffed her around following Junior to the woods looking for her. "Hun, come back here, it's dangerous out there!" the one place a Midnight had to place a meeting ground, and it was near brush and trees, when the rest of the lone lands was sands they had to choose something with life... ah!

He moved slowly but at a good pace he looked at Lair as she spoke "Were really already here. There close just beyond the hill there. It's funny how no one ever knew or cared to look right." JR moved threw the land over the hill showing Lair the forest where the desert began. In the clearing he saw Junior and Pitchra searching for the whelp "Let me guess you lost her" JR said with a chuckle. He could smell the scent of a new comer but his scent was familiar. Someone he only met briefly. He looked at Lair ignoring how Glory sped ahead of them to Cira. "Well she is here... somewhere..." He sat down rapping his tail around his mitts. He could feel the cold winter breeze come in. "And I care because I'm tired of others assuming we are all alike when we are all very much different." JR kept speaking to her "We all have beating hearts" He smirked then moved into the shadows. Almost instantly he spotted Valentine with the whelp. He just watched her. JR sent a little warning growl as he approached. Valentine only looking at him for a breif moment. Then parted his maw to let out soft lyrics "I found her wondering around. Figured I would keep a eye on her till others came" The mahogany brute smirked at the others then sat there waiting for his brother to show himself.

Liar listened to him nodding. "I'm sorry again even though I didn't know you" it was when a familiar but distant scent hit her nose that she began to panic more with slight excitement that this was almost over. Liar rushed into where everyone was. Daija. They were looking for Daija. Was that her name? They named her! Slight anger rose in her belly, these wolves...no. Not these wolves. Other wolves took her. Other wolves named her. These wolves protected her. Her eyes scanned the area, one wolf in particular looked more stressed about her missing then the rest and she instantly knew who he was. Junior. Her body should have tensed, she should have went to kill him like she swore and yet, she stayed still and she still shook with whatever was coursing through her veins.

Her auds twitched to a growl and it came from where JR was and quickly began asking before she came up to him "is she there? Is she okay?" It was an instant physical thing that took over which were tears that fell upon her face when the smell got stronger. She'd know this smell anywhere. It was hers, it was Khalons, and it was her daughters very own scent. It smelled like him though, strange as it was, she could smell Khalon around, strange as it was she could smell herself ahead of her before she could smell the new mixture that also came. Liar, you found her. Her body shook with slight excitement and fear... Would she hate her? Liar instantly felt sick with worry that she hadn't done enough but as she came around Jr she jolted to a shock seeing a much larger pup then the one that had been taken from her.

"oh my god" she felt tears falling from her face as her voice came out in nothing more then a whisper. Tears fell all on their own this time in a more thicker streak down her maw she didn't choose to cry it just happened. A forced pressed on her body and stepped slightly forward and fell down on her stomach. "You look just like your father!" her words came out in slight laughter if this was a dream it was the best but worst ever for she didn't want to wake up. "you might not remember me buy I tried to keep you safe... " she choked. She tried... She failed. Guilt splashed in her stomach and more tears came. "I found you... We've been looking for you. Your father and I. Your grandfather too..." Liar was so unsure of what to say the only thing she knew was what she wanted to do, what she felt she needed to do which was embrace the child and never let her out of her sights. "I'm so sorry... forgive me..." she said finally and stopped herself from inching forward to embrace the child... her child. Why she spoke to her like an adult she didn't know, she didn't know where her child stood in any mental state but oh she wanted to know. She wanted to know everything that had happend to her from then till now. It hadn't been too long, but it had felt like years, and yet... her small daughter was before her and she couldn't help but feel like more of a stranger to her own child. It broke her heart really, tore it...

When broken and battered it's hard to find someone when you're confined to a den. Only two days later may you stand and wash and after that it's all healing. She shouldn't have pushed herself to Muerta like she did, being the healer of Black Pearl she'd know this about herself or any other wolf but she had. Those words, similar, wanted to flow from her mouth towards her daughter but she remained silent. It seemed like more hours until the scooting of dirt and Liar watched as the little puppy paws moved just a step closer, then, then it was a blur of fur and tears. Liar's head clenched around the pup, cooing both her and herself from even stronger tears.

Her body felt weak with happiness. She pulled back licking her face, washing away anything that was on there that hadn't been from her. Her eyes looked her over when she was so close and she yipped into the air with excitment. "Oh honey" she said softly letting her head come down and wrap around her back softly but firmly holding her closer then she'd held anyone before. "And they named you Daija?" her words were kind, no longer any anger flowed through her body. "Or did you come up with that on your own... and these wolves have been nice to you?" she was asking her alot of questions. She knew if she wanted to take on all these wolves she couldn't but if her daughter said one nasty thing about any of them...

Junior. She felt a flutter of guilt and looked up at Jr and the stranger forgetting they had been there. "I'm sorry." she said coming a little to her senses. "Thank You Sir" She stood, standing over the whelp and reached forward nosing him under the chin softly as a sign of high respect. "I... shall remember your words. Looking in the most simple of places that are right there" She smiled looking down at Daija. "Khalon had come here, but I think farther north, he was more in the desert region. I don't mean to defend not looking here, for he didn't. It just... Thank You" she nodded and bent her head down licking her daughter's face."You gave me my life back, you have no idea" she looked up and smiled at him, really smiled then turned a bit but still stood closer then normal to Daija. "Come on, I must say thank you, and you have to say goodbye, but goodbye isn't forever, trust me" For she knew these were wolves of Muerta and had Liar not been thinking about moving there moments before finding her daughter.

It'd be okay right? If Muerta would accept changed Pearls... or one changed Pearl, she didn't know if Khalon would go for it, and at this point, with his scattered mind and his vague stories of things she didn't know if he'd want to stay with them at the Pearl either... And if he didn't, she'd visit Jack at the boarders but wouldn't live there anymore. She walked forward a little, now they would be closer to the tree line and she could see Junior... she'd have to make ammends to him, if he'd allow it.

Cira nodded to her father; he was right, they couldn't fight Curse, no matter how much trouble she caused. She was too close in their hearts. His suggestion to leave her to her own fate was the best she'd heard in a long time, and with a sad sigh she let the topic go. It was not likely she would see her mother again. But then the subject changed to Daija, and how she must return the whelp to her rightful home. Cira was horrified by the idea, and was ready to object when her mate arrived at her side, and she pressed into him for comfort. "I don't know if I can let her go.." she whispered. She'd grown so attached to the little pup. She lifted her head away from Glory, ears perked, as howls were sent into the air, calling to Daija who had gone missing. Her ears pressed tight against her skull. Where had she gone, and why? There was hardly time to worry, but it felt like forever, rather than a few seconds, until Daija was found.

Before she could do or say anything more, her son arrived with Liar in two, Daija's real mother. Cira lowered her head, and her tail hung in defeat. She could see all the emotions run through Liar's face, and she suddenly felt guilty for wanting to keep Daija. She couldn't take that bond away from another mother. She looked to her father, nodding her head solemnly. He was right about this, as he seemed to be about most things. She smiled at him for his comforting words, though sadness still gleamed in her white-blue orbs. She stole one last glance in the direction of the whelpess, watching Daija as she crumbled at her mother's paws, tears of relief and happiness streaming down their faces. She nodded, accepting the bittersweet ending for herself.

She turned to her mate. "Glory, let's go home," she said softly. She wanted to slip away unnoticed, so that no one would have the time to question her, and she wouldn't have to explain anything to Daija. It was heartbreaking enough, without having to explain things that a youngster such as herself might not quite understand. Without waiting for another second, Cira fled the lands, her heart set on Muerta, hoping to see all her children return..

Liar looked at Gladiator with a soft expression. Her head came forward and she pressed it into his head and softly nuzzled him. "I know. And my words were not needed either, I'm just glad to have her back, No one will ever be able to take her" She smiled and pulled back looking down at Daija. "Let's all go home" She reached down picking her up by the scruff of the neck. It was ever so softly too, afraid that she might not be able to carry her but proved herself wrong as she stepped into the winter air on her way home. They would stop at Midnight Meadows on the way back, she had forgotten. She set Daija down as they began and turned back to Gladiator. "I need to stop at Midnight Meadows. I wont carry her too far away from here without some good water and food and shelter, it's a good two days walk. I can't run with her or will let her run alone in this weather, not when it's getting colder." She nodded and bent down picking up Daija again. And then, she began the walk, heading towards Midnight Meadows to greet Rodion and the rest...