Dark Wings, Dark Words.... Fallen Angel

The queen of Muerta's son was wandering around the lone lands. Well. One of her sons the other one was back home with the three sisters. Killian was hungry. Starving actually. The familiar scent of that brute he had defended hours ago was around and he wanted to say a few words... He walked closer to the strong scents and before he knew it the brute was there. "hey!" he bellowed out and stalked over. "the next time you look to kill. Finish it. Specially if it's a bitch like my sister." the young prince turned away looking at the meat. Oh. He was hungry. It wasn't his kill and he was no longer anyone important. No queens son. No prince. It almost felt good. He wondered if anyone would come look for him. Probably not. He turned back to the almost hero of his life and then turned back away. He wasn't the best and most aware and without even realizing it he flopped under the rock Minx layed on. Not noticing she was there. A bad thing if anyone knew...

Bhaal nodded at Mynx reply, but frowned at the same time. "Really, that's weird, Congen probably cares more for you then me, I am sure of that. He and me, we help eachother, but that doesn't means we care for each other. I am his muscles and intimidation, he's my brains and tongue. That's how it sits." Her was right, it had always been like this. Congen had been the only one to realize how big and powerfull Bhaal would be, if he survived, and he had putted that knowledge to good use. Thanks to figures like Bhaal and Ruin, Congen could ascend to Alpha at only five years old, a feat that had not been repeated nor occured before in their pack. Why Mynx would think that Congen wouldn't care for her only made him confused. If he really hadn't cared for her, he would have killed her outright. Maybe he should have told her. But it would be more... entertaining for him to see how Congen solved this himself. But another matter pressed on him. A shriek voice came almost out of nowhere. First Bhaal looked to the left. Then to the right. And ultimatly to below him, where a sturdy pup sat down before him. It was one of Akira's whelps, the one that had broken the jaw of his sister, who had in turn almost ended up being killed by Bhaal. And now he was here. Intresting, he would have to note to Congen as soon as possible. This gave them an excellent opportunity for in the future. But first he would need to talk with the small one himself. He aproached him, and shook his head when he realized again how giant he was himself.

Congen's head swiveled to the side when Kara took note of the newcomer. A pup? Anyway, he would see to that matter later. "Yes, it seems we are getting popular in these lands. But besides, I am Congen, the brother of that giant child down there." He holded some sarcastic undertone at the last part of his sentence, but held it lightly and cheerfull. "But I got to ask you. What's your plan? Are you going to stick with us, or are you leaving?
If you plan to do the first, then I would welcome you on Behalf the group." Whoever she was and what she was capable of, he would see for himself later, but this moment, they where forming a pack themsleves. Which made him smile.

Minx would give a roll of her shoulders in a shrug. “I don’t know Bhaal.” She would say and then feign indifference. “Makes no matter.” She would say rolling her tongue across her ivories to make sure none of her meal was still clinging to her face.



Then Minx would watch as a pup came from out of no where and settled himself right below her. She would look down and snort. “For someone so young you are brave to settle yourself within the jaws of a stranger.” She would say to the white pup. His coat reeked of Muerta and his scent was akin to that white bitch of a queen, Akira. She blinked her golden eyes studying the whelp. “Why did you leave your home?” She would ask. “I smell Muerta upon you and these lands aren’t made for pups to be wandering alone.” She would say and stand looking down at him and how his nose twitched at the scent of meat.



She gave a heavy sigh. “Come whelp….I can tell you hunger. There is plenty.” She would say and then get up to walk back over to the meat. The pup was too little to protect himself alone. Minx’s ears flicked backwards and looked around. Somehow she and Congen’s pair had turned into a pack. She felt uneasy about it a little. So far it seemed she and Congen were the makeshift alphas of this pack…even though they weren’t a pair. She shook the thought from her head and sighed softly. They probably would split their separate ways at the next large oasis…why was she worried about silly matters.



She looked back down at the pup. “What is your name?” she would ask as she sat next to the meat and would keep watch so the pup could fill his belly.

[Long time ago, little rusty with Congen. Sorry if the long wait was because of me.]