Word Count → 528 :: fuck yes let's get this party started. This is the song I dub this plot's theme song 
Pay the price for your betrayal, your betrayal.
Alaki had come to her and Venom, asking for their support in what was a betrayal of not only him, but of the pack. She had heard of the mateship of the Rakeeb and the traitor, the white rat of a male that she had observed many times prior. She had become angry, just as Venom and Alaki were at the sound of betrayal of not only the pack, but also one's mate. How could you throw away someone's love like that? For what? A whore? She had heard the stories, she had smelt that bitch before, she smelt of many males, and of sex. She snorted at the thought, and she did inform her midwife of the journey they would be taking. She did not tell the woman that it was for punishing the sinners, but she knew that the other woman knew, because the anxiousness was pluming off of the pregnant woman. Zera was too old and peaceful for the mission that Panda was to embark on, so Panda told her that she would be back in a few days, and to not worry about her or her pups, that Venom would take care of her. Zera passively told the woman to be careful, and to give a howl to her when she arrived back home. Panda agreed. Panda also told her that she would sent Serenade back before her to let her know that she was okay.
Panda had taken to riding Vitani, while Venom had ridden a communal mare. Serenade sat upon Panda's cloaked shoulder, which had been bunched up at her stomach to hide her condition from onlooking eyes. They would be able to tell from her scent but she could not hide that, so second best was hiding how far along she was. She held a frown on her lips the whole time, something that was actually fairly rare, but she was not happy that she had to do this, because the accused should not have done what they did. Loyalty was a high thing in her book, and it was unacceptable for one to break their loyalty to someone or something. She was only participating because of her beliefs. She would not be violent though, she left that to her friend, Venom. He was the one to get his hands bloody.
They approached the borders of a place to the south called Crimson Dreams. She had a gut feeling that this was not the pack that they needed to be at, but maybe she was wrong, who knew? Venom rode alongside her, his body naked of all but his black pair of skinny jeans, but this was all. He had left his axes at home, which was a bad idea, but he did not think he would need them over his tooth and claw since this was supposed to be somewhat non-violent. They stopped and stood there quietly. There was nothing that needed to be said. Venom did look at Panda though, a questioning look on his face, silently asking if she was okay, because he had noticed her unhappy look, and it was unsettling to him.
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