For the fourth strike group that is with me! Backdated APRIL 9th.
The entire Kingdom was on edge. The Revlis man could feel tension radiating from the Family, a tension that radiated in his muscles and in his blood. There was a deep, unsettled fury within the King; it grated against him that, again, his borders had been breached, and that again, Salsola seemed to be facing a nameless enemy.
Time was fickle. Those that had not been involved in the attack continued about their business, but since hearing of it, Sirius could not settle. Three had found purchase on one border, and had it not been for the presence of Imhopet, Tlantli, her brother and the Erischild, perhaps they wouldn't have been discovered. Their territory was littered with traps, but their borders could not be patrolled ever second of every day. The source of this new dissent had to be found, and eliminated.
Sirius had been mulling over his prospects. Inferni lay to the east; the Salsolan King's network of eyes and ears had revealed that Ezekiel, too, had been afflicted with this faceless band of marauders. The green-eyed devil had already decided that he would need to meet with the other man; Perhaps he should find Itachi, and have a crow sent to the Aquila requesting such a meeting...
The man was headed towards the Lykoi male's residence from the outskirt borders when awareness filtered through him; A sense of wrongness that enveloped his entire being, forcing all hair to stand on end. The male was traveling in his four-legged form, having found such a thing prudent for speed for as long as Luna was un-ridable. This form was more feral, and it sensed the invaders before their scent betrayed them.
A white-hot rage whipped through him, instantly dying down to the cold simmer of a ruthless killer. The male's form rippled, twisting out grotesquely as muscles expanded, the surge of adrenaline fueling the change and making it speedy. His Secui form was familiar to the beast now, and he tipped back his head to release a sharp, ringing cry of command even as, somewhere nearby, Salvia's call similarly rose to haunt the still air. From the nearby trees came the rumbling of hoofbeats, and three riders burst into view; a large grey male atop a bay stallion, flanked by two women, one on a fiery chestnut and the other riding a dusky dun. Sirius' huge Secui body lowered itself to a crouch, preparing for the onslaught as a terrible snarl rumbled from his throat. His piercing eyes settled on the male in the middle, and yellow fangs flashed as the beast leapt forward into action.
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