J- Everything I Touch Turns to Stone

[Mars Bartholomew Russo]

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OOC: okay, I need Krystalle and Iliya to post before a member or leader comes to see to them. I sorta want this to be kinda quick-like but you know if it goes slow it does so. whatever. I just want everyone to be retitled in a decent amount of time and whatnot. There's some pp of Krystalle and everyone to get them to the borders and whatnot. I hope you both don't mind if you do then I can change it. WC:863

Character Name: Mars Bartholomew Russo

Character Birthdate: December 26, 2007
Gender:Male
Species: 52% Alaskan Husky and 48% Wolf
Is your character a Luperci?: yes
Other 'Souls Characters: Cotl and Panda
Are you joining a pack?: DdM

It all had been a hassle, getting their shit together and then having to help get Adrian and Iliya's shit together for the big move as well. Apparently, if Mars did not feel safe there, neither did Adrian with Iliya, Mars' younger brother from Russia. Iliya even had Rurik's middle name, his blue eyes. It was rather weird that iliya would just appear out of nowhere like that, but since Krystalle had been able to see physically that Mars was not going insane, there was no reason for Mars to leave his little brother and guardian in an unsafe place for them both. Plus, traveling in a bigger group, with two males and a pregnant female and a young pup would be a lot easier he figured. There was enough heads to be alert at all angles and Mars believed that he and Adrian would be able to fend off anything that they needed to without much or a problem.

The majority of the morning was packing things on the horses and getting them ready for a trek as well as catching Axel and getting a rope on him and tie him to Vox so that he wouldn't wander off. Vox had looked at Mars with a confused look, as did Axel for they had been wondering of why the two Luperci were moving things around for a long time now. Vox knew what it looked like to move, but it often didn't hit him until later when they were in a new land completely or they were too far from home to be going back anytime soon. Vox was loaded up to where it would hurt Vox for mars to ride on him, so he had taken some of Krystalle's things and put them on vox's back as well, so Krysty would be able to ride Senorita. The last thing that Mars needed was for Krystalle to go into labor because he made her walk too far, that and he was sure that she would get exhausted and have to stop more so if she walked rather than taking a slow, nicely paced ride on her horse while him, Adrian and Iliya walked along with Axel and Vox.

So before they had left the pack, Mars made sure to mention to Skye that they had not felt safe within the packlands, that it was not her fault, but Shawchert's. For one; letting everyone know that their pack was weak by failing to rid themselves of a problem in a timely manner before others got hurt, and two for abandoning his pack without any word of him wanting to leave or having to leave on official business. He just abandoned them, which meant that he was not only a bad leader, but a bad husband, a bad father, probably scared of commitment responsibility. Mars wouldn't be like Shawchert. He refused to be like Shawchert. He refused to also be like his father. He would protect the ones he 'cared' for with his life. Even if it meant dying for them. He would be willing to give his life for the ones he loved, the ones who loved him. Even if he really didn't feel 'love' for them that was not superficial or forced upon himself by himself. It wasn't that he hated everyone that was around him, he just failed at admitting to himself that he he did love these others which was why he thought about the safety of them all. Why would he even think about their and their wellfare if he did not love them? Exactly. He just failed to realize this topic of interest. He'd rather just show affection just because that was what he knew how to do.

So they all traveled on, spare conversation between the two Russians and the two Americans had formed, been launched into the air and taken in by the ears of the company that was thee besides the Russo man. The thing that was the best about it all was that the pack they were moving to was not too far away from D'Arte. It was, however a bigger pack with more 'security' that Cercatori d'Arte had offered. It'd been a few hours that they had been walking, stopping and resting for when they needed to. When they had come upon the smelly borders of Dahlia de Mai, Mars noticed a big change in the scent. It had a different base to it than it did when he had met Larkspur. Mars grew weary immediately, his paranoia flaring up ever so slightly. He kept it under wraps though, since he was supposed to be the leader of this small family he had come with. He had his shades covering his eyes so that his company would not be able to see his eyes, and to block the sun from his eyes as well. His posture and aura read that he was calm, because this was what he was aiming for. If anything, he was almost too calm. He moved towards the borders, but dared not to cross them. Instead, he rose his head to the sky and howled for a pack member or leader.