03-01-2009, 08:51 PM
The surprise she'd been granted in Dahlia de Mai had been the last straw for the woman. For his whore and bastard child to be under the protection of her very pack, for her to not be able to do a thing to the bitch was too much to ask of the woman. She was a highly ranked counsil member and she wasn't about to become the laughing stock of the pack. Haku had made her suffer enough and she was going to teach him a lesson or two just to remind him of how it felt to have one's world ripped away. She'd put up with his foolish games long enough, his little one night playthings and his oopsie daisy mistakes. She couldn't help the anger that was building up and boiling her blood, infact she welcomed it.
The copper and gold woman's pelt was still stick with the blood of the hybrid she'd battled outside the packlands. Her mind had been a buzz with thoughts since she'd found out that Haku had brought his second family into the security of the pack and decided not to even mention it to the Acer. He was their Lilium, but she was his mate and she was tired of being left in the dark til the rest of the world knew what was happening. This time it would be Haku who would be left in the dark and she would show him the pain and shame he'd shown her time and time again while he played his little games.
The woman held the limp form of Conor in her maw as she moved swiftly, tracing different paths through the rain and backtracking and switching up her trail over and over again to keep anyone who might try and follow the scent of the children afterwards. Her own scent had been disguised by rolling in some essence which lacked desire as well as the blood of her enemy. She'd come to the far side of Phoenix Valley, miles away from the lands of Dahlia de Mai, miles away from any pack and anyone who might see her. The lady paced back and forth in the stream, carrying the still form of Conor, the other small body packed away in the satchel that was nestled against her chest. Her heart pounded in her throat as she waited for the male to arrive.
The copper and gold woman's pelt was still stick with the blood of the hybrid she'd battled outside the packlands. Her mind had been a buzz with thoughts since she'd found out that Haku had brought his second family into the security of the pack and decided not to even mention it to the Acer. He was their Lilium, but she was his mate and she was tired of being left in the dark til the rest of the world knew what was happening. This time it would be Haku who would be left in the dark and she would show him the pain and shame he'd shown her time and time again while he played his little games.
The woman held the limp form of Conor in her maw as she moved swiftly, tracing different paths through the rain and backtracking and switching up her trail over and over again to keep anyone who might try and follow the scent of the children afterwards. Her own scent had been disguised by rolling in some essence which lacked desire as well as the blood of her enemy. She'd come to the far side of Phoenix Valley, miles away from the lands of Dahlia de Mai, miles away from any pack and anyone who might see her. The lady paced back and forth in the stream, carrying the still form of Conor, the other small body packed away in the satchel that was nestled against her chest. Her heart pounded in her throat as she waited for the male to arrive.