07-04-2012, 08:49 PM
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[/html]Ulilohi had been furious for the entire journey. Claudius had, too, but he was upset in another way. He felt betrayed, even if he hadn’t been necessarily betrayed by anyone. He was angry that he had allowed Gemma into the tribe only for her to be hurt. They had driven out the liar and the scum, Matteo, and kept the good: Gemma and her children. But now, as Ulilohi had informed him, a member of her former pack had attacked her. Even if they had come looking for her, once she was out of Anathema, their laws no longer bound her. However, attacking and raping a mother of two children was an unspeakable and heinous act and Claudius wanted the perpetrator dead. He deserved no less. However, since he was in this other pack, it would be difficult to say the least. But Gemma was under their care now and an Anatheman had attacked one of their own. They had declared war.[/html]
Once they had arrived, they had shifted into their Optime forms. Since Ulilohi was too large to ride a horse and Claudius too terrified, they’d made the trek in their four-legged forms with their weapons strapped to them. Claudius could only pose a threat when armed and on two legs, so she had shifted upon arriving at the borders.
Ulilohi seemed uneasy. As they waited for someone to answer their call, Claudius reached out to lay a hand on her shoulder, perhaps in comfort, or perhaps to urge her to calm herself. As a former warrior, he did not want to think what would happen if she lost her temper. [html]