Till the Clutches of Death Come~Semi-Lit, Accepting.

[Fat Unicorn]

Ravarica curled her upper lip, the top fangs stained with blood. "If there was, there would be dead bodies piled around us already."

Judaric reached the log silently, and hopped ontop of it, waiting for Tala. He sat down cautiously, looking at where he thought the fae's voice was coming from.

[Spirit De Luna]

(((OMG RECAP PLEASE!!)))

[CaliDutchess]

Rodley sat down and simply said, "I have no more questions." He knew the pack he found was the stronger of the two, so there would be no way he'd go to the other one. It would result in him being killed, especially if they recognize him, and it's a weak pack anyways.

[Spirit De Luna]

Drogo watched from a distance as Ravarica questioned the brute. He had alot of nerve wandering into the territory. He did like that the new brute didnt back down when the Alphess got in his face, not as a sign of dominance but more of an honest wolf. Maybe this new brute wouldnt be so bad.

[The Royal Mirage]

Vixen huffed and muttered to herself as she padded back into camp, sitting angrily in the center. Who was he to just give her the cold shoulder? Vixen did not go after boys, they fell at her paws! Why was Judaric being so difficult? She laid down where she was sitting, resting her chin on her paws. Sure, it was a devastating blow to her pride that Judaric hadn't followed her, but part of her was truly sad. Was she not worth following? She looked up when a quiet bark reached her ears.

"Hey, have you got a den yet?" Delano asked, voice slightly rough from his own intense training. When Vixen failed to answer, the cold baron looked up at the sky. "It's late, we'll find you one tomorrow. For tonight you can stay with me," he murmured, eyes intent on the moon.

Vixen nodded and stood, padding up next to Delano as he lead her to the beta den. Delano still wasn't sure he trusted the loner, but she had looked truly upset just then, a little comfort (even from Mr. Ice Cube) would be good for her.

[Fat Unicorn]

Ravarica hissed, loud at first then it died away to the faintest note a wolf could do without hurting their throat. "Do you think I am here to answer questions, brute?"

Judaric shifted his weight on the log, it had just recently fallen, out of which causes he didn't know. That strange Alpha and his pack were really stirring up trouble in the White Kizi territory.. in favour of the Black Hunters? Judaric shook this thought off, the other Alpha had sworn revenge against him, but probably wouldn't actually act it out. "Tala?"

[Wildmagic_warrior]

[Recap from 118, please ^^]

[Fat Unicorn]

[Recap from 118, please ^^]

((Vixen, a double-agent has joined White Kizi on Ravarica's orders to spy, and is currently falling love with Judaric. A pack invaded White Kizi, but didn't do any damage beyond a poisoned warrior and a few fallen trees. Judaric and Vixen went to scout along the borders, but evently separated. Vixen is back with Delano at the camp, and Judaric is sitting on a freshly-fallen log, waiting for Tala to come.

Ravarica has left Hellfire at a small distance away to snap at a new wolf. (Rodly).))

[Wildmagic_warrior]

[Oh, okay ^^]

Hellfire coughed and blood spattered the ground near her paws, but she couldn't rise. She hoped the wound at her throat would kill her quickly, but the bleeding was already slowing down. She would rather die than live at face the shame of a failed mutiny- knowing Ravarica, she would become an Omega, and some bumbling, incompetent warrior would take her place of honor. She had been so close to victory, but it was all for nothing. Perhaps Ravarica would be merciful, and slay her.

[Fat Unicorn]

At the sound of a sick gurgling coughing, Ravarica turned around. Her own wounds were starting to slow down, the little but deep ones starting the slow process of 'gelling over'. The Alphess coughed herself, Hellfire had worn her out still. "Give in...?"