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Sawyer


The massive bru just sat and watched what was going on around him. This new influx of wolves was a curious event indeed. They seemed to have filled out thier pack numbers and the queen...seemed...to ...tolerate their presence. His russet ears flicked taking in bits of conversation while he sat there and then a streak of ivory exploded from the wood and his heart almost did as well. It was Akiko and his breath caught in his throat. Then before he could blink his orange hues his queen and his love were at eachother. He stood and waited. No blood was coming from this fight so he relaxed slightly. What in the name of moosebones is going on here? His eyes glanced over to the beta who was talking with another strange bru. His ears flicked back but then the bru left and he turned his attention back to the almost twin ivory forms that danced so heatedly.

The scene stopped as the Alpha jumped in. The noise stopped the clan stopped as ordered. The step back reviling the torn and mingled form of Dracul. He struggled to move to his stomach only to manage to make it half way then falling. He growled again no sign of whimpering or weakness. Frustration came to him as he tried countless times to roll over to his stomach. Then he gave up feeling his life drain from him. The scene was sad. It was brutal. Omisis smirked moving to Curse's side nuzzling the fea to make sure she was okay. Curse accepted his nuzzle licking her chops of her fathers blood. Vlad moved to Curse aswell searching to see if all was okay. Once the clan was convinced of her being okay the matter of Dracul still alive was at hand. Curse moved to him looking at Akira. "Do as you wish with him... my wish is him gone" A loud rumble erupted from her through at the thought of him living. She looked at Deadly moving to him she showed him her fangs "Be gone... don't return... If I find you in Muerta again you will die Sin... You will die and so will Harmi Stay away from my clan from this land." She let a low growl leave her as she waited for her brother to dash out of the lands.

Gladiator
Gladiator heard her voice and opened his eyes. He felt strong enough to make the trip home. "I'm fine... You have duties back home... I'm right behind you" He lifted himself with a bit of a struggle but he needed to get home. He stood only to fall again. He growled "I'll be there soon... I'm safer here with Curse anyway..." White blue crystals looking at her "You promise you will be safe?... to much is going on I don't really want to leave you alone..." he thought for a moment "Never mind I will follow" He cared not if she snapped at him. He still cared about her safety... He still loved her...

Archillis
Archillis growled as the scene took place. He snorted at how they all ganged up on there King. He rolled his eyes not caring for there drama. He looked at Gladiator waiting for Akiko to leave. He had to speak to his favorite uncle....

OOC: Kip where gonna go ahead and kill Dracul but everything else stays the same...

Penilla watched in shock at what was happening. She shifted a bit closer to Stark, very nervous about these Midnight wolves, but made no noise. She quickly composed herself, but stayed next to her cousin, fur almost touching fur. It seemed in control at first, but when the older wolf attacked the younger female, the rest had flown into action. Pin looked up at Stark, glad to see he wasn't pushign her away.

Stark hadn't minded when Pin moved closer- in fact, he was wondering when it'd happen. Why would she think he'd reject her after spending so much time strengthening her to live out here? He felt older brotherly feelings rise, even though she was just his cousin, knowing she'd never seen a scene such as this. Dogs fought all the time in the human world, and killed, but Pin had rarely been out in the world after she'd been caught. His own expression was that of indifference. He'd seen power being overthrown quite a few times, especially among wolves.

He muttered, "This normally doesn't occur in packs, but if you'd been aware, dogs in the junkyard do this often. It's just the mob killing off the weak. He may have been a strong wolf, but it seems like his pack didn't like how her runs things and would rather her lead them than stay under his domion." He nodded at the Midnights not participating. "Those ones are probably neutral, don't care, or had other reasons. I would advise you to not get them agitated purposfully or accidentally, even though I'm sure you're quick enough to avoid their attacks."

He looked up, knowing they were far enough away that the others wouldn't hear them speaking. Stark was alert, knowing this was a good time to be so, even though this was a clan problem and not the whole pack. He wondered if the Midnights who hadn't acted on behalf of this seemingly new clan leader would get hurt for their... lack of show of loyalty.

Deadly looked at Curse and smirked. He walked over, nudging Dracul, almost an appology. "Pathetic" he snapped at her. "Your words mean nothing. I do not have to walk these lands, but now that Damean's dead, and Evander has taken over, you'll wish that you hadn't been such a crazy no good emotional female. We do what we do for change of what is best. You think you're a dark heart cause you just killed our own father? Sure Curse, you think that... Do I think I'm a dark heart cause I aid the darkness in the fall of a king who wanted light hearts for everyone... you bet your sweet arse I do. Harmi and I don't battle for power, we don't battle for what you want, we don't need the power, we aid everyone else in it... we're the underdogs who'll keep those up who we want up... you're a fool, and you're high headed attitude wont get you anywhere..." He turned to leave but came face to face with one more wolf whome at the time he had forgotte, and now...now his mind pushed himself back.

"You know...if things weren't so tight, and the alpha of these lands weren't right here breathing down all our backs for what just happened. I'd kill you right now, just like your father... You're young, dumb, and high headed Sins. Deliver her message to Harmi..." Pichtra glared at Deadly as the bru's ears pulled back and he went slowly from the lands. The brute was injured, so many he'd bleed out on the way to Jabbar...

Killian. Damkira. The two other pups of this tribe were standing apart from eachother. Killian's attention was drawn to the wolves fighting but his attention was also drawn to his siblings. They had grown some, and had changed alot in the past three months and now things had changed once again... their father was dead. He sighed and stood stepping more away from his siblings, he wanted to be alone he thought. Orbs shifted from side to side and he stepped farther away... He didn't know where to go, he didn't really want to be here...did he? Oh the confused prince was searching around for something...someone and he didn't know what to do with himself...

Unforgivable Curse
She watched Akira listening to her words then watching her leave. Curse looked at her clan " Omisis you now sit as my right hand... Deal with the body of Dracul then take the pack out for a hunt. keep your eyes out on the border lines we know what Sin is capable of if he catches one of us alone." She perked her mahogany ears up looking at Jr. "Jr follow Omisis around learn what you can son." The fea moved to her uncle. His wounds had stopped bleeding. She looked at him nudging him to move to her fathers old den. He did laying himself inside quickly falling into a light sleep. He knew it was important to let his body rest so he could return home. Curse made sure he was okay then moved to the brush behind her old den. She sniffed the ground following the sent as it hit her nose. She spotted a rather large rabbit. She stocked it creeping slowly up and before you could blink the rabbit was in her jowls sqwerming as the life left it. She ate the meal enjoying the feeling her hunger gone. She was a warrior and didn't eat to get stuffed she ate just enough to keep her figure muscle. She dragged the rest of the large rabbit to Gladiator who was already fast asleep. She smirked moving around the side of the den then hopping onto the rock that her father spent many days looking over the pack. She was her clan's queen and soon if all went well she would be a very important asset to this pack.

Omisis
Omisis couldn't help but smirk this was his time to shine. He moved to the dead body of the old King. He looked at JR then to Vlad. "Hurry lets move the body" Intently the three brutes where on there way to dispose of the body. They threw it down a old ditch like crevice over closer to the mountain. They moved away really uninterested in the emotions that where suppose to be felt. Omisis moved to the rest of the clan sitting. He turned looking at the rest of the wolves still around the spot where the clan sit. "Does anyone care to join us in a hunt" His tone was cold emotion less but he knew that this pack was his new family and they needed to be involved in whatever helped them build trust.

Glory
The timber colored male looked at his mate. He licked her maw. "My dear I need to rest" He said to Ciara softly. He lifted himself instinctively moving to a den close to Curse's. He moved in scratching the dirt to make it softer then laying his form down. The pain of his wounds stung but he showed no weakness. He held it all in turning it into rage.

Archillis
The ivory male growled at the whole scene. He moved to Curse's den laying next to it. He would wait for his uncle to accompany him on his trip home. The feel of the clan was just not him anymore. He was done. Wolves fought for power for glory for self satisfaction. Things he did not want.

Deadly had left the scene, her emotions were changing rapidly, and she needed to calm herself. The ashen woman ignored all of the wolves, growing tired of the amount of all of them. The company didn’t suit her, but then no large group had. She had made her point, and then chaos erupted suddenly, not surprising however. Taking her leave at the suddenness of news and action, she returned to her rock. Sitting upon it for a small time, she watched from afar as the events unfolded. Blood, and anger, something that normally would’ve captured her interest. It was what typically got her social, or as social as a fight between wolves could get. She enjoyed fights, enjoyed watching them, and on occasion enjoyed participating. However, the moments before were unlike her, Deadly rarely searched for a fight. Something troubled her, and she knew what it was, but refused to think about it. Disappeared, ignored and then a sudden disappearance. A growl came from within her, anger, perhaps it was the reason she went searching for a fight.

Blood, the lust was a good way to vent out anger. Things were changing, and it just added to her anger. New wolves, and a large group of them. Amber orbs flicked over the group, a good distance away, standing around before finally taking action. Lanterns moved over the white queen as she stalked away, entering the forest in search for something. As far as the ashen fae could tell, her queen was the only familiar face around now. Where was Crimson and her lot? And she knew a few others were missing as well and one in particular, one that likely held her curiosity the most. Not entirely in a good way either. She could deal with the want to be with a reappearing sibling, but she was growing tired of never having time. The interest had been there, but neither of them had acted upon it. And now, she replaced interest with anger.

Ashen pillars lifted her and brought her to the forest edge, a quick glance towards the area of the group and then she pushed into the foliage. Amber lanterns pierced the forest as she made her way through it, her anger dissipated as she cleared her mind of certain thoughts. She needed to clear everything; it was unbecoming of her to act in such a way. The woman smirked slightly as she trudged through the forest, wanting nothing more then a cool drink. Auds flicked at certain sounds, a brush of a leaf, the pattering of small mammals running. Birds, the wind, everything that was significant to her, she sought a different sound. Deadly came upon a large stream, moving slowly and lazily. Lapping up the cool liquid she savored it briefly before drinking more. It felt good and it helped clear her thoughts, helped ease her mind and emotions.

Pichtra looked at Curse and smiled. "See, this is why we fit" he smirked softly and kissed her softly. His nose found her neck and he breathed her in roughly taking in her scent all over again, he marked it right infront of everything else...things had changed, there was so much that needed to be done around her. He had to make sure everyone watched their tone when speaking, no one eyed her coldly, if she could do that to her own father then anyone could do it back to her in return. His eyes glowed red for a moment, looking at the other Midnights around, as if warning them to try what she did before they settled back to their normal color.

"And don't be sorry. I think it makes things a bit more...interesting. I have to watch you closer now, as if you weren't a hot shot babe before now I have a hot shot queen babe... what do you thinks going to happen. And yeah. You can take care of yourself, but you know me I wont let that happen as long as I'm alive" He smiled and kissed her again before settling back down to his normal persona. Quiet, shifty eyes, catching every small sight around. He spoke to her out loud and in longer sentences then anyone else who came around...

Killian looked up at Dae came near. "Dad's dead, and we only got to see him once it sucks" he sighed and looked around taking in his brother who looked down hearted just like he did, maybe they had something in common? Killian had felt better lately, not so sick anymore. He had grown some too, which was nice. His body was thick like his father and his mind sharp like his mothers. His twin, just like him, was always by his side, though she was a fem, she was him and he her. It was nice to have someone always here...