- ⬤ ──── 𝐍𝐀𝐃𝐘𝐀
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"Actually, I found a lost pup." The words that left Blizzard's maw quite surprised the delta, who's eyes widened with
shock. A pup? There hadn't been any recent birthings in the Anubis pack, which left the possibility that this mystery pup
could be from the rival pack. The implications of finding and taking a Blackblood wolf, let alone a pup, could very well be
disastrous. She winced at the thought of being responsible for rising the anger of the Blackblood wolves.
She looked nervously from him to Drogo, feeling as though she was betraying him by not telling him. "We couldn't just
bring her back to the pack and expect no-one to notice..." She said softly, feeling a pang of distress as the rain continued
to pour. A young pup would be struggling to cope under these conditions, and it would likely take much longer to convince
Drogo to even go and find the pup.
Giving one more glance in Drogo's direction, Nadya nodded her head before shaking off her wet fur. "Let's go, before
anyone notices. That pup needs to be somewhere safe before the war starts."
- ⬤ ──── 𝐊𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐑
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Kaiser looked down on the blood-stained body of his ex-packmate, a deathly expression worn on his night-black features.
His eyes burned like liquified gold as his snake-like gaze snapped from the dying body of Freya to Ashera, who looked
horrified and confused as her newfound friend uttered her final words. She growled at him, claiming he was a monster
and would get what he deserved. He laughed darkly, his chuckling turning into a vicious snarl as he snapped his teeth at
the air near the she-wolf. He watched as she turned and ran, fleeting like a weak coward.
"Maybe I am a monster, but I am a monster who will stand up and fight for his pack, unlike you and all the other Black
blood mutts! I'd rather be feared than be fearful." He snarled, his voice raising to a bellowing howl. He watched as
the she-wolf fled out of sight, disappearing into the bushes.
Alone, he stood with the dead body of Freya. Her final words resonated with him, and he kept himself still for a moment,
watching the rain pour on her body. He turned around, giving her a mere final glance over his muscled shoulder before
walking away. His expression was dark, and any who saw him knew; he was ready for war.
He returned to camp with a solemn expression. His ears were pinned back, and blood was coated on his pelt, the rain
seeming to wash off only a minimal amount. "Drogo," He snarled, bloodied maw exposing bloodied teeth. "You
got your war. Freya was a traitor, spilling our secrets with the Blackblood pack." He turned to look at the rest of the
pack, eyes narrowed and his face looking murderous, "I killed her. And I will kill many more, but our defences could be
weakened if they prove to have learnt valued plans of our attack. If you all go out there without the intention to kill, we
will be killed. So pick your sorry asses up and prepare." With that, the lead warrior stalked off to his den.
- ⬤ ──── 𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐀
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Tsuria decided it would be good to talk with Lillian to discuss battle plans, as he was curious to know if any other wolves
were going to stay behind at camp. He crept up to her, slinking out of his den swiftly, the herbal aroma following him.
He offered her a deep bow, head dipping low to the ground to show respect for his authority.
"Miss Lillian, if you would be, er, so kind as to discuss who might be staying behind at camp with me. I will be here ready
to tend to my pack, and if anyone needs to stay behind they could serve great use for me and Rafael." He said, his
voice tender and low as he spoke. He hoped that he was intruding on her, and his ears were lightly pinned back.
- ⬤ ──── 𝐆𝐘𝐏𝐒𝐘
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Gypsy lifted her nose, detecting an unfamiliar scent of a wolf. She turned her head to Silver, who seemed to be thinking
the same thing, quickly voicing her own questions, to which Gypsy nodded softly. "I-I think so.. It seems like we missed
something rather big." She said with a nervous chuckle.
- ⬤ ──── 𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐍
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The commotion that had just stirred within the pack had caused a wave of murmurs to ripple across the camp, each wolf
conversing with another as they entailed their opinions on what should have happened. The scuffle was quickly addressed,
but even Oshun, who was loyal to the throne, thought that Lillian was too soft on her punishment to the she-wolf.
Shaking out her bluish-grey pelt, the warrior spotted the golden pelt of her superior; Killian. Perking her ears, the fighter
trotted casually towards the brute. She gently grabbed a hare from the prey-pile in camp, holding the limp rabbit in her
jaws as she went up to him. "Hungry?" She asked, setting down the hare as she offered it to him, green eyes focused
upon him. She tilted her head slightly, curious to know his answer. "That Anubis wolf certainly caused quite the scene."
She mused, her feminine voice inviting conversation with the brute, flashing him a brief smile as she spoke.