[| Genesis: MB

Number of posts : 472 Registration date : 2009-01-14

"My lamb and martyr, speech"
Matt was moments away from asking what the pup had meant when he tripped over his words. Something was going to come instead of just "things". He knew he was a disturbing individual, but another reason for things avoiding him? He wasn't crazy. He knew there was something else Odin wasn't telling him. And he would have to gain his trust to find out what it was. A little femme passed by them and beckoned for her brother, just as the inquiry was leaving his lips. Before it was too late, he sent a message along with the pup. Simply, "We'll speak again later." As soon as they were out of earshot he snarled to himself, bracing his paws in the dirt. Small canyons opened beneath his talons, and he swatted the dirt aside with a huff before walking off aimlessly. He had observed how the other pups regarded him with a certain sense of mistrust, though the little sick looking one seemed more curious than turned off. Bah, what did he care? Akira was his interest for now, and when she returned he would have his second try with her. Odin's makeshift blessing granted him immunity, and by his own hand, the ebony beast would ensure entrance to the pack. He thought to follow the family for a moment, but today he just didn't feel like taking it that extra step too far.

He found his own place to lay and lit his thoughts begin to drift into uncharted territory. It was undenitable that he had felt that familiar burn of desire form within when the queen took him down. Were it any other fae he would have made his move then and there. But this was different. He would play her, drag her unwillingly like a child's puppet strung along behind in the dirt. Whether eventually of her own free will or by the twisted tricks his mind could pull on even the most expecting, he would have her. He wondered if any before him had lusted after her. It almost seemed unlikely, the way she would snap and scream all the time. Ah, but his delightfully sick sense of masochism would keep that in check. The more pain she intended to inflict upon him, the more pleasure he would feel. He knew his future was filled with intentional journeys to her feet for the sake of her bite and hers alone. And the moment she was angry, the moment she needed to take out her rage, he would throw himself at her feet. It would be an endless chasing game of love me, hurt me. No, he didn't need her love really, just her soul, her everything else. Love was to common, too... petty. And neither of them would think it fitting anyway. One of those twisted matehoods where they were inseperable, wild, angry, crazy, passionate fools, but without the slightest bit of true commitment between them. Where one moment they would be unable to keep themselves off one another and the next they were tearing each other apart. Yes, he could do that. It was perfect, the bipolar marriage. He grinned ear to ear alone, looking like some demented doll sitting all by himself. It got him hot just to think about it.
"My lamb and martyr, speech"

Number of posts : 355 Registration date : 2009-01-11

Compliments from an insane bruja, was she so lost that she could accept them? It was a high possibility, and his lyrics of her boredom were correct. While the former ashen woman would’ve spat at the male and brought him to her queen, if at all possible, Deadly simply smirked at all his words. His flattery wasn’t getting across though; not considering her patience for males was very low. She solidified her heart of such things now, even if she could not deny his features, she wouldn’t openly give her self. Since the last bruja that tried, failed, she chose for the time being to cast that emotion aside. Not to say she wouldn’t use her features to her own advantage, Deadly smirked at the thought.

She had heard of the fall of Jabbar, talk got around quickly among dark packs. Though she hadn’t caught who the killer was, and to hear it from him made her smirk. Perhaps it was her new insanity that made her find him enticing, but who was she to deny the obvious power the male had. The ashen fem moved around him again, standing next to him and smirking darkly. “Sweetheart won’t do…” Her lyrics were seducing; she used the tactic she used when she fought. Though her ‘dance’ wasn’t necessary, the woman lightly walked by him with a little step, whipping him slightly with her tassel. “Deadly Dance, my boy…and I would love nothing more then to join in on your fun…” Something flashed in her lanterns, something much like his own, and she smirked once more.

Subject: Re: [| Genesis: MB Fri Jul 30, 2010 6:22 pm

Curse looked at her mate. Eyes focusing on his. It was a new feeling interesting as it was. She licked her chops watching as Omisis was gathering the clan around him for a hunt. She wondered deep in thought. The plan was spinning in her head and the two needed words alone.

Omisis looked at the midnights as he turned to move into the forest. He moved slowly hoping they would follow. close behind him was Armedia, and Vlad

Subject: Re: [| Genesis: MB Tue Aug 03, 2010 3:02 am

So the work had begun. And quickly. He liked that Evander worked fast. See? So much easier to get things done when you didn't plan... He slipped through the trees, scentless, blank, watching. Watching like death. On the way he had seen more Midnights. What were their intentions? He shook the thought away as another caught his eye. The eyes glowing green. He stopped for a brief moment. The force was too similar to his own. It made him shudder. There couldn't be two of them. This would be a problem. But reserved for later. When the conflict for this litle plot came to a head and Akira exploded... he'd have his chance. Moving on. Joker came upon his prey easily, finding them not too far from the rest of the pack. It was almost like they set this up for him. A quaint little family with a big bad secret, going for a bonding hunt. How cliche. Now which bait to grab? ... He wanted to choose carefully. Not that one, she was too into herself. Not the half-blind one. No use bringing Evander a gimp. Damaged goods always meant less pay. Little did he know the secret in that fault. Ignore the sick one. More damages...

Ah. There she was. The little girl who took after Mommy. Take the prize while he could and cause the most pain on this end of the bargain. He lowered himself, crouched, almost forced to belly crawl, as he took on a stalking speed and followed soundlessly. The hellion made damn sure not a single leaf was left bruised or out of place as he slithered behind, ghosting them like nobody's business. Closer, closer, inching up on the little innocent form. His features granite, nerves stil and muscles taut, he edged closer with nary a sound. He figured Akira wasn't the type to look back at every spare second to count her chicks, but still he was wary of showing his face before the opening presented itself.

And just as that thought finished in his mind the moment presented itself. He positioned himself perfectly, directly behind, out of Akira's peripheral vision. The young fae's concentration broken, he made one phantom leap forward, noiseless, and landed feet behind her. His nosed pushed to the back of her skull, whispering with the hot, stinking breath of no escape. "Don't scream." Crimson jaws clamped down on her scruff, the word gentle absent from this scene. He pivoted gracefully on his rear pads, and turning back to the brush, he dove beneath the closest low-hanging verdancy he could find. Off like a rocket, little package in tow, back to Jabbar. Back to Evander, and back to a payday.

Subject: Re: [| Genesis: MB Tue Aug 03, 2010 4:01 am

Mercy was padding faithfully after her mother but let her range a little further, pausing to see what was taking her siblings so long. Glancing back she sighed, they were going to make mamma mad. Then it struck her. She was completely blindsided and she felt the breath and the odor of the demon about her. He whispered to her but she was so stunned to speak nevermind scream. Jowls clamped down upon her in a way she did not appreciate and a small snarl of pain escaped her throat as she was spirited away. It took a moment for her to get her bearings and she went limp to ease the pain on her body. Jolts lanced through her back at the none too gentle handling of her. She snarled, a futile effort to appear intimidating. "Ease up!" she snapped at her captor. She probably should be afraid at this point but Mercy was never one to make correct assesment of a situation before the time was over and the necessary emotions were no longer needed. All she knew right now is that this brute with the spine tingling voice never held a child before in his life! Bah the nerve of him!

Subject: Re: [| Genesis: MB Tue Aug 03, 2010 4:42 am

"Shut Up," came the only response from around the pup's scruff. To emphasize his command, Joker clamped his jaws down harder for just a few brief moments. It was tempting to just shake her, but she'd be no good to him dead. He laughed from his throat at her soprano snarls, finding them less intimidating than a baby bird's chirps. Funny thing of her to go limp. Either she had no clue what was happening, or she was smart enough to let him take things over. 'If Akira's not after me soon, she's really that clueless...' The border was nearing. He put on an extra turn of speed along the last mile or so, knowing it was essential to make it before anyone found his unavoidable tracks. His distorted frame bounded the last few feet, and he made the leap over the imaginary boundary to land in Jabbar's jurisdiction. He turned his head, scanning for pursuers. None he could see... yet. And no time to get picky. He didn't look back, not even stopping for his own breath, and headed in Evander's direction.

Subject: Re: [| Genesis: MB Tue Aug 03, 2010 6:36 am

Ooc- Akira tomorrow...

Subject: Re: [| Genesis: MB Wed Aug 04, 2010 4:31 am

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There was little that went on in her land that she was unaware of. She listened to the whisper of the trees, the secrets of the bugs and the cacophony of the crows. It was little wonder then that she knew there was an intruder on her lands, no matter his scentless constitution there were other things that marked a wolf's passage. Ear flicked and she heard the small squeak of her pup and she turned her head slowly to see that in the blink of an eye she had vanished. Odin was running towards her with a frantic look in his eye. "Mamma! Someone took Mercy! Someone just took her! We have to-" "Shh little one, I know she was taken." Then she sniffed around the area and truly found no scent of a wolf besides that of her daughter. But no matter if the wolf had no scent of his own he still carried the scent of the things around him. As she expected it was the scent of Jabbar and many other places besides. Sighing she glanced back, it seemed all her other children were busy dallying. Things just never got done like they used to. Lazily she padded in the general direction where her children had been abducted to, occasionally sniffing the ground. Odin followed warily behind her, unsure of his mothers actions. Why wasn't she going after that hessian?

Pausing at her border she frowned. It seemed that this new alpha was trying to play a game. A wry smirk danced across her lips, he would find her a very different opponent. So he had one of her children? She had four more. Though she did intend to send someone over to bandy about the usual demands and threats. Just going through the motions these days it seemed. Where was all the fun? Where was the originality these days? What happened to the good old days when someone wanted to piss her off they just walked up to her and attacked? Tassle flicked and she inhaled and exhaled slowly. Let this farce begin..

Walking back passed her flabbergasted son she was amidst her other children now.

"Hunt's canceled, go catch some rabbits or something for now." Looking about she eyed the bru she was looking for. Padding over to the young casanova she frowned. "Sawyer, I have need of you."

Subject: Re: [| Genesis: MB Wed Aug 04, 2010 9:59 am

Sawyer

The massive bru lay underneath the shade of a great pine and he looked up with orange eyes as his queen approached. He had been doing quite a lot of patrol of late to keep his mind busy and off the ghost of a form that had captured his heart. Sawyer stood as Akira drew close and uttered her words. "Yes my queen?" He answered noting the frown upon her maw and readied himself to do her bidding. His russet ears swivled forward and he waited for her request.

Subject: Re: [| Genesis: MB Wed Aug 04, 2010 11:45 am

Deadly nodded his head quickly as his eyes focused on other happenings. A missing whelp. Good god. Oh it was alright Evande was a big boy. "Two deadlys make everything right..." yes he twisted an old sayin but it was okay. "well firstly we must go on a hunt and not for food. Where is my sister. Well if she needs us she can find us in Jabbar. But I'm no ready to go home yet. I want to linger but want to get you out of here. Choices choices. Alright let's go." deadly looked at his new companion and stepped away heading towards jabbar.

Pichtra smiled to his mate and had caught sight of the wolves moving before they became more assembled. He was bored here... He looked at Curse and noticed her need for talking...

Subject: Re: [| Genesis: MB Thu Aug 05, 2010 3:14 pm

She turned from her sister now hearing the cries of her other siblings. Odin was saying Mercy was....gone? She tilted her head and flicked back snow colored ears. Daenerys turned swift paws to go to her sibling and find out what happened when mother appeared and cancelled the hunt. She licked her nose. Figured...she sighed and let her blue gaze fall on Odin once more. "What happened?' she asked her milk eyed brother and then glanced over to Killian who was still by Damkira and then to her mother's retreating form. Why wasn't she going after Mercy?...she wondered silently and flicked her ivory tail.

Subject: Re: [| Genesis: MB Thu Aug 05, 2010 8:02 pm

Pleased that Sawyer looked so eager to do her bidding she reclined on her haunches. "This new ruler of Jabbar seems keen on testing my patience, he has taken one of my children, Mercedes, his own neice." Tassle flicked, he might be curious why she didn't charge after her cub but then again if anyone knew Akira they might know why. "I need you to travel there, gain an assessment of the situation, perhaps even engage in conversation but I need you to get back alive and report to me. Understood?" Glancing around most the Midnights had disappeared to go hunting but she wondered if she should send one with him. Mulling it over for a second she paused and set him amber hues back on the russet hessian. "I can send another with you if you want, if not then may you feet my swift for your sake." She rose to her paws again, a battle stained goddess alight with a slow, cruel tension.

Subject: Re: [| Genesis: MB Tue Aug 10, 2010 8:25 pm

Unforgivable Curse
Curse moved to the trees letting her mate follow her. She watched him orbs dancing around his. "My love... I have a few plans for us. For my clan... I need you to head to Jabbar for my brother. Let no one see you and make sure your scent is well hidden when you return. The clan is to know nothing of this. Just tell my brother the plan is still set. He should fill you in." She moved to her mate massive form reaching his as she twisted in with his. "Hurry back my love... I need you hear with me." She watched him as he fled the pack. She moved out of the shadows knowing no one heard there conversation. She moved to her den looking to see Gladiator already sitting up. His rest was over and he looked really well.

Gladiator
Gladiator smiled at his niece. "Thank you for your kindness but it is time I head home." He looked to Archillis as the two had there talk "I'm taking Archillis with me... Seems he two misses jabbar" He licked his maw lifting himself. He had nothing else to say to her. He was elder and had the right to take whomever he wished. He nodded his head then trotted tords the border he looked at Archillis and smiled using all his force to take off into full speed.

Subject: Re: [| Genesis: MB Wed Aug 11, 2010 1:46 am

Stark lingered, still, in the area. He would have mingled with some of the pack, but it seems something else had occurred... but more locally, too. Something that happened not just this pack, but elsewhere, judging by what was unfolding. He was not aware of the pup-napping, since he was nowhere near them. His senses picked up words that weren't being spoken in hushed tones, and he merely observed, waiting. He knew full well this was no pack to act like a mutt, not that he'd ever act like a human's pet. His sharp eyes landed on his cousin, mere yards away, who seemed to be copying his lead. If she was here, where was the beta? Had been expecting Penilla to reappear beaten up. His attention momentarily shifted back to the midnight clan before he lost interest.

Subject: Re: [| Genesis: MB Wed Aug 11, 2010 2:14 am

Aditi watched as Omisis turned with his group of hunters, setting off into the woods with the expectation of them to follow. Cira and Icarus followed behind, eager to fill their bellies and provide for their family and pack. With the Midnights back, there were many mouths to feed, as well as all the pups that were around now. Aditi set off with the trio as well, her nose taking in all of the scents surrounding them. Despite having been born here, she'd not been raised in the mountains, and she didn't know the best hunting places, so she hoped Omisis would take care of that. All ready for action, the young Midnght wolves looked to Omisis, waiting for his guidance.

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Crimson and Avenged had managed to down a young elk, though it had not been at all easy. Though the animal was young and still not as steady on his feet as an adult, he was quick and skittish, making him a difficult catch. Yet, on the mountainous terrain he stumbled, and it was a move that cost him his life. Crimson bit into the creature's abdomen while Avenged snapped her jaws around its throat, and before they knew it the animal was dead. Satisfied with the hunt, Crimson gave a nod of approval to her daughter. She was still in training, but she was growing fast and had strength and stealth on her side, just like he mother.

Crimson moved to the front of the animal and latched her teeth into its throat right under its chin and began pulling. Avenged followed suit and took a hold of the fallen beast, tugging with intense ferocity. Though the two wolves moved dutifully, Avenged tugged with a playful manner, enjoying the feeling of having taken life and dragging it so undignified across the ground. At last they reached the main gathering, only to find that nobody was around. Each group seemed to have gone their own way in search of prey. Shrugging, Crimson chose a spot to place the animal down, and soon began to dig in, snapping blood-stained fangs at her daughter when she tried to sneak a morsel. "You can wait you turn young one," she growled, continuing to tear at flesh and dig into the abdomen for the most delicious organs.

Subject: Re: [| Genesis: MB Thu Aug 12, 2010 12:08 am

Pichtra walked softly forward, he had rolled in mud and dirt and even things he didn't want to talk about to mask the scent of Jabbar. He had done a high tail good job too once he washed off he smelled nothing like them and smelled just like Muerta again. It was Deadly who was along the boarder with Harmi he hoped he had sent out for him as well but wasn't too sure if the brute had gotten a message or not from the wolf he sent. He knew the brute had motive for a pup but didn't know much other then that. He then came to where Curse was in the den, he didn't move farther then the shadow and gave a soft bark before dashing off back to Deadly. He wasn't going to let the others see him, and he knew that Curse had heard him, she had been waiting. He stayed in the shadow, keeping to himself away from Deadly but watched. He had hurried, for the lack of being around Curse had torn him and his mind began to wonder what Harmi had been up to...

Subject: Re: [| Genesis: MB Thu Aug 12, 2010 1:57 am

Evander walked into the lands not caring how those who resided here looked. He was a cocky fellow and cared not for their stupid thoughts against him. He found Akira easily, her white pelt stood agains these lands and he walked upon her swiftly. "So you bare my brother's children and I took one only to loose her, so sorry, she should be back here, thought maybe I'd take her back..." he sighed and sat down infront of her, maybe a foolish move but he didn't care. "I'm not quite sure how this alliance stuff works with you, since I've brought burden upon your pack already...does this mean we wont work?" he looked around her, checking her wolves to see who was near and who wasn't... He had already been able to recrute one wolf from her ranks, or no...he shouldn't be so cocky though he felt it was him, it was Deadly infact who had recruted the other Deadly Dance...Evander had no say in this...

Subject: Re: [| Genesis: MB Fri Aug 13, 2010 3:05 pm

---deleted. changed my mind.---

Subject: Re: [| Genesis: MB Sat Aug 14, 2010 2:57 pm

"My lamb and martyr, speech"
The hellion was set to sleep. Akira had left his sights for the time being, and it had been quite the little walk to get here. But the scent of Evander invading their space had his head up and gaze fixed angrily in his direction. Not the pup thief himself, but a good, close second. Rising to his feet, Matthew moved silently and heavily forward. He left a good amount of distance between them, but his position behind the alphess was clear. He didn't appreciate the antagonizing intrusion. A rumble fell down into his chest where it remained running like a constant machine. His talons dug into the soil, and though he made no move he posed quite the intimidating figure. He didn't know this bru from Adam, but his sarcastic attitude was one he didn't appreciate around the woman he lusted after. And besides... mind games were his thing. He didn't need some brute coming in and stealing his thunder.
He assumed Akira would find no appreciation in his gesture, but it was the thought that counted, right. He would have moved closer to the pups, as instinct guided, but she would have his head. And he didn't need that today. He held his lips down as best he could, keeping them from revealing his pretty little teeth. In his mind, the scent of Jabbar was not a welcome one. They fraternized too much with the crazies he didn't like. The spastic ones, not the strategists. When it came down to it, Evander hadn't created a pack. He lost one and developed a pile of festering idiots. They could have been intelligent for all he knew, but why bother doing the research? For now it was easier to sit back and assume from what he knew. Beyond his protective stance, Matt came to realize that Evander wasn't going to get off easy. His snarl became a twisted grin, the bipolar effect kicking in. Though he left his posture as it was, his insides became giddy with excitement for the words or punishment she might inflict on him.
"My lamb and martyr, speech"

Subject: Re: [| Genesis: MB Mon Aug 16, 2010 11:39 pm

Cursed moved at the sound of her loves bark. She shifted moving into the darkness. Massive form moving to the border stepping over it as she parted to show her brother her blood stained fangs. "you understand that I am who you answer to now. I am who gives you orders. Not this coward of a brute that runs Jabbar. He used my brothers to do his dirty work. Ha does he have another think coming." She looked to her left making sure Pitchra was close. When she was convinced he was there she looked to Deadly again only to see Harmi at full speed carrying something in his maw. She growled again watching him as he slid ro a stop...

"My lovely sister forgive my lateness I had unfinished business... I need you to take care of this whelp for me."Harmi's words seemed playful

Curse watched him... She growled "I will see she gets taken care of but for now the matters at hand. I need you two close. I have to have you two within my words reach. I need a task to be done. I might send Omisis to aid you once I feel my life doesnt need the protection." She picked up the small whelp and looked at her brothers. She moved her closer to her and softly licked it. "Why do you have her harmi and why have you been so careless as to bring her to me where you know I have no fea's that have given birth?" She looked at her brother.

Harmi watched her "I need her I have a sick twisted want for this female. The plans I have will do the clan some good. Besides her bloodline holds power that we could use." He smirked licking the whelp softly. He watched her and felt the need to protect her at all cost. She was imprinted as his now and that was enough for him.

Subject: Re: [| Genesis: MB Tue Aug 17, 2010 1:15 am

It took all she had for the little pup not to scream the entire way. The ride had been quite the bumpy one, unpleasant with this strange brute's fangs digging deep into her scruff. Momma would have never carried her that way. Things went in a blur, her abductor's speed too fast for her to handle. It wasn't like she would remember how to get home anyway. The brute finally slowed, and she heard his name was Harmi. Such a strange one... He brought her up to another wolf with the same frightening eyes, stained fangs intensifying the effect. Who were they? And he wanted this woman to take care of her? She squirmed uncomfortably at the feel of his jaws moving around her as he spoke. Moved around, set to the ground. The frightening one called Curse moved toward her again, and she shrank back as her tongue came gently but unwanted to her crown. She had tried to run, but the large forms blocked her off, so she surrendered. Maybe if she kept still enough and behaved they wouldn't try to eat her.

Harmi's words hardly made sense to her, but they were disturbing nonetheless. A sick, twisted want? For her? What in the world did that mean? Did he need medicine? And what were her bloodlines? They didn't sound pleasant, whatever they were. He seemed very protective, but she didn't want it. The only ones allowed to protect her were her family. And these wolves certainly were not. She whimpered as the hellion's tongue came down on her, her little body hugging the ground. She felt sick. Something about the way he treated her wasn't right. One of the other thoughts kept coming to her mind, trying to make sense of the way he talked. "You... you want my blood?" Her little voice squeaked. It was still so new, forming words, making the sound... and they were such scary ones to say. It trembled with the rest of her body, so small, so vulnerable. What were they going to do with her, drain her dry? Where was daddy? He was big and strong, he could get her out of this mess. There were other wolves around here too. She didn't know them, but maybe they would help her. If only she could ask them to...

Subject: Re: [| Genesis: MB Tue Aug 17, 2010 7:29 pm

Harmawginis
Large form moved into a sitting position as Curse spoke to him. Then he quickly shot the glance to the whelp "You can speak?" He was shocked a little at the small voice of the whelp... He flashed his eyes back to there normal icy blue. He moved to her "Do you know who I am?" He asked softly his tone moving to a softer one. "Don't worry we wont hurt you here" His tone returning to its cold texture. He looked at Curse waiting to see what it was she wanted.

Unforgivable Curse
She watched the whelp as Harmi spoke to her. She was indeed older then she thought she would be. "That's enough Harmi she needs food and rest." Her large paw scooped the whelp to her as she lightly lifted her by her scruff. She did it so it would not hurt the whelp. She looked at her mate signaling him to follow. Then she moved into the shadows of Muerta. She moved to her den laying the whelp inside. she laid down next to her ready to tweak the little ones mind to fit her best interest. "My dear can you tell me your name? or who your care givers where before my brother brought you here?" She spoke softly to the whelp. She showed her kindness. She moved her icy blue orbs over her. They where the same eyes both her brothers carried. they where the trait Dracul had passed on to his children. Curse waited patiently for the whelp to speak.

Subject: Re: [| Genesis: MB Wed Aug 18, 2010 2:09 am

Sure she was older than they thought, but not by much. The words she could speak were only from the bits she had heard from others. But she could decipher their meaning quickly. She was a smart one. Her little grey-blue eyes reflected her fear, only nodding rapidly when questioned of her abilities. The big bru asked if she knew who he was. Of course not! Her tiny maw opened again to barely squeak, "No." She wasn't much comforted by his words of assurance, knowing these wolves were not like the pack at home. The word escaped her right now, a stronger one for 'bad'. He could have been telling the truth, but it was obvious that she wouldn't know until it was too late.

His mate picked her up, surprisingly gently, showing more care with her. Though her paws instinctively kicked to get away for a brief second or two, she didn't do much else to try and escape now. She was stuck with them it seemed. An even bigger surprise was that she was being treated well at all, and that they recognized she would have to eat and sleep. The little whelpess had a chance to look at a bit of Akira's territory as she was carried. It sure was dark. Everywhere, it seemed. Soon the mouth of a den swallowed her up, the femme carrying her curling up inside. She didn't know whether to be frightened or relieved that she was somewhere snug. Her snout wrinkled, almost skeptic as the stranger called her 'dear'. This certainly wasn't anyone she knew to be calling her that. Those eyes kept looking at her, and she began to grow even more uncomfortable. 'Who are you?' her mind screamed. It was nice and all that she wasn't getting hurt, but something was terribly wrong.

She was caught off-guard by the questions posed. "N-name?" She tried the word for the first time on her tongue. She had never said it, but it was passed around by her parents a lot. She was silent for a while, face scrunched up almost comically in thought. What did she mean? She squeezed her eyes tight, frustrated as she shook her head. Whatever it was, she didn't have one. Her voice was childishly slow, and she looked at her paws, at the dirt as she tried her hardest to respond. "Nnno... name." She thought she had it right. Maybe Curse would understand. There were too many words after that, and she tried feebly to grab onto them. What in the world were care givers? Parents? "Momma and Daddy love me," She said. The phrase had been murmured in her ear. Memorized in her first days. It was the only way she knew to respond. She could hardly remember what they called one another, let alone how to say them. As she recalled the warm sound of Liar's kind voice, hot tears spilled down her face. Why didn't they come?

Subject: Re: [| Genesis: MB Wed Aug 18, 2010 11:15 am

Sawyer

Sawyer nodded to his queen and bowed to her. "Your wish is my bidding." He said and licked his nose. He felt angered that anyone would steal a pup especially one from his own pack. He would gladly go seeking for that. Sawyer did have a soft spot for pups after all. He looked at her and pondered sending another. His feet were swift enough...and if not he was big enough to hold his own. "If you wish my Queen." He said, having another along might make it easier if they had opportunity of getting Mercy back. "It probably wouldn't be a bad idea."

Subject: Re: [| Genesis: MB Wed Aug 18, 2010 3:25 pm

Khalon had reached the Muerta border, but his frantic search came up with nothing. Just as he had thought, the trail was lost in the myriad of scents. Anguish and rage filling him, he let out a howl, a lonely, angry cry that pierced through the sky. He wanted nothing more than to storm Muerta, taking down every last one of them, for he knew that she was there. But Kal was not irrational, even in his enraged state. What if Akira's pack was simply made to look as though they had her. What if in reality, she was somewhere else.

With these thoughts running through his mind, he stopped, undecided. Would he risk ruining the slight peace that had been built between the Pearl and Muerta? Yes, in a heartbeat he would. But he had his family back in the packlands to think of too. Softly he whimpered. This wasn't a situation he wanted to think about now. He just wanted to find his daughter. Finally, he snarled. He'd compromise. He would go in peacefully and confront Akira. He hadn't smelled blood on the way here, so none of his child's had been spilled. They wanted her unhurt, that much was clear. He had some time, enough at least to do this the right way. He wouldn't go against what he knew Jack had worked to build.

With that decided, he continued on, eyes set dead ahead. He knew they would be further in on the territory, and wondered if they were expecting him. After all, what did they think would happen?

((OoC: I'm leaving him open. I don't want him to get too far in or he will catch her scent ^^ someone should intercept him =D))

Subject: Re: [| Genesis: MB Wed Aug 18, 2010 5:12 pm

Akira nodded to Sawyer then she paused and reconsidered her own suggestion. "No, go by yourself and just scout the lands." Then without a backward glance she turned away from the hessian. She did not question Sawyer's loyalty, especially since he had an infatuation with Akiko. Things were stirring about her and she didn't like it, there were too many things happening in the land that she wasn't causing, and that annoyed her. Growling she glanced over to where she last left her pups, confident that they were safe. Why would they want more than one?

Reclining on her haunches she sat back to think. This brute, Damean's brother, what would he think to gain with one of her children? Try to manipulate her? Hardly. She mentally snorted, her cruel amber pools gazing around. Most of her pack was hunting and she did not miss how the midnights were lurking in the shadows. Damn them and their internal hierarchy. It had never been a problem before but something had changed and it wasn't just the powershift they recently experienced.

Sitting along in thought for a brief time she beheld the form of a strange lone wolf. Instantly she knew it was Evander, as if his arrogant stride did not give it away. She stood up, her fur bristling. He certainly had balls to walk into the lions den, but then again Akira was never one for a noble sentiment. She growled deeply in her chest taking full assertion that this was her territory her banner held high. She let him speak merely because she knew it concerned Mercedes. And what the hell did he mean he lost her?! Her growl was bordering a snarl. Then this wolf had the audacity to sit before her. Ear flicked back to hear Matt behind her but for the moment he was not her focus, though she off handedly wondered how he felt so strongly when he just arrived here. Whatever, the more loyal wolves the better.

Akira could not tolerate another trespass from this brute. Defying her aging body she lunged forward aiming to knock the brute to his side, he was already at the disadvantage of sitting. Snarling she snapped in his face, blood stained canines that screamed their desire for new flesh. "You think you can play king? You are but a lowly peasant who fancies himself a ruler! I would be surprised if you lived past another fortnight before one of your wolves ripped your throat out." Here she snorted "But lucky for you it seems that your death will not come of treachery like your brothers, matter fact I can ensure it won't right now. But first...where the hell is my daughter?" She snarled.

Subject: Re: [| Genesis: MB Thu Aug 19, 2010 1:38 am

((Stark'll play for a bit until someone else shows up))
Stark got up, an interesting scent catching his attention. With the scent lingered a salty smell, like an ocean. He glanced at the alphess, who seemed busy with a bolder... guest... He probably wasn't supposed to go off like that, but he could pass it off as taking a walk and... happening to pass by. He may be a dog, but he knew more about the lifestyle of wolves than that of his own heritage.

He ignored his cousin's confused glance, his gestures suggesting he didn't care what she did. Then he left and followed his nose. Soon, he was able to see Khalon. Walking closer, he said, "You seem pretty far from home, stranger. What's a wolf like you doing 'round a pack like this? Don't seem to me like you'd want a home 'round here." There was a slight drawl in his voice- the natural voice he allowed at the moment. It had been the accent of the wolves and humans in the lands he'd stay in most of his life. Those were the times he left and came back to the wolf packs as he pleased to wreck havoc on humans. He sat down, waiting for a response, and effectively blocking Khalon from continuing any further, unless we tried to go around the dog.