[M]-Putting Out the Fire with Gasoline

Savina Marino · 03-03-2011, 09:36 PM

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WARNING This thread contains: graphic violence, or extremely offensive material starting with the 2nd post. Reader discretion is advised.

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The shit hath hiteth the fan...ith 300+

Parker hadn't been missing for long, but it was enough for the Marino matron to go out and search for her child. Ever since Artemis' fall and Denali's running away, the mother was hyper-vigilant when it came to the welfare of her children. Early in the morning she had set out, calling loudly her quiet girl's name and soon discovered her in a hole that had formed in the snow. Savina had quickly helped her out and taken the chilled Parker back to the mansion to warm her up. It could have easily been an accident, but with everything that had occurred recently, the Consul was a little paranoid. As soon as the name "Nuki" left her daughter's lips a deep suspicion settled into her gut. The mother left her sunshine girl in the care of Cambria and then found the room that the newest Dreaming member had claimed for herself.

Intruding on one of her member's rooms was not something she was in the habit of doing, but something had always seemed wrong about the mohawked woman. Something that had set the Italian's teeth on edge. The Marino walked into the room and her eyes began to search for anything to cement her suspicions about the Plebeian. On the surface there was nothing worrisome, but she was not going to stop at a mere first glance. There was something not right, and Savina was going to dig it out. Her eyes located the pack the female had brought with her and her hands quickly began to rummage through the bag. Soon she felt something metal that sent a shock through her system. The alpha paused, almost afraid to remove what her searching digits had found. Slowly a mask was removed. A familiar mask. One she knew well. Her hands began to tremble.

Horror struck at her heart as she beheld the item that had belonged to her Denali. For a moment she thought she was about to break down and cry, but instead a different switch was flipped and a dangerous spark ignited in her emerald gems. Jaw set, and her body molded down into her most powerful and sinister form, one that was only taken in the most desperate of situations. In the dark parts of her consciousness a presence stirred and lent strength to her legs as she walked out of the manor and into the desolate winter landscape.

Ebony nose had quickly picked up on the scent of the deceitful creature and her imposing secui form galloped through the snow. The more she moved and her muscles warmed, the more the burning feeling in her chest grew. When she felt she was close she paused, the eyes of a wild animal scanning the horizon. "NUKI!" she bellowed, the name accented by a deep growl.

Nuki Rakezael · 03-04-2011, 07:30 PM

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OOC If you need/want to in your post, you can PP Nuki releasing the arrow since she will as soon as she has a shot on Savina. :: 500+

It had been an urge Nuki could not overcome, and when she found herself with the opportunity to trick the Alpha's child into a trap, Nuki was helpless to resist. Operating in her conniving way was such a risk while living within this pack, but she already knew that her time as a Dreamer was growing short. The days she had spent there had not altered her feelings on packs, and only served to stoke the evil hellfire that was growing within the woman.

And she might have gotten away with the crime had she not been so sloppy about it. For one, the choice of victim was all wrong. She could not deny herself the attempted murder of the creamy girl, even though she knew that the girl's mother was already on protective edge because of the injured sibling and the missing adopted boy (who Nuki knew was dead). But she had little time when she executed the trap and had not covered her tracks well, and the mother was soon searching for her missing daughter, too soon for Nuki to lead the pack astray.

After Parker unassumingly trod over the lose-packed snow and fell into the well Nuki had dug, the hellion planned to destroy the child. Alive, Parker could cry for help, or, well, be discovered before her death. Nuki planned to shoot an arrow into the well and pierce the girl, but reasoned that this would not be a good idea. If the body were found the arrow would lead the Dreamers right back to her. She considered dropping stones into the well, pummeling the child to death. That may have passed for an accident. Still, Nuki talked herself out of this, too, as she stared down at the child trapped within the snow. It was not reason, in fact, that made her turn around and walk away, leaving the child alive. No. She intended for Parker to freeze to death.

The decision was the dumbest one she would ever make. She knew it when she heard the mother's snarling voice boom through the trees with a force that threatened an avalanche.

The devil planned to cover her tracks by saying she was out hunting, and when she heard Savina's voice she was in a thicket of pine. The alpha's cry warded off the doe she had been hunting, and also tipped the Rakezael off to the woman's approach. Damn it! She cursed internally. She found the brat. Never would she have imagined that the woman had also rifled through her pack and found the mask that implicated her as a culprit in Denali's disappearance...

Crimson eyes peered over her shoulder. She had been out hunting as an alibi, not to escape the pack, and her prints tracked all the way back to Haven Manor. Even if she could slip off without a trace now, Savina was too close, and the deft alpha would have little trouble tracking her. Instead of running, Nuki sprang into the nearest fir and settled herself on the lowest branch. She made herself small, hiding her usually large body within the pine needles and snow cover. She grabbed an arrow from her quiver and readied her bow, eyes narrowing. All of her senses were alert, she supposed Savina would come crashing through at any moment, and she was determined to get the first shot off.

"Bring it, bitch..."

Savina Marino · 03-04-2011, 08:12 PM

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Sounds good! 300+

She had no physical proof that Nuki had trapped her daughter, but all the signs seemed to point that way and that was enough for her. The discovery of the mask had only made this all the more clear and it made the Consul's blood boil like it never had before. Not even with Conri Church. That snake of a bitch had done something (her mind currently refused to think the word "death" in relation to Denali) to her son, coddled her way into her pack, and then had tried to harm her daughter as well. No one touched her children without dire consequences, member of her pack or not. Everything that had made her wary of the tan female became so crystal clear now that the Marino nearly kicked herself for not seeing it before. She was not intent on self blame at the moment now. No, far from it. Right now she wanted answers, but more than anything, the beast in her chest wanted the blood to spill from the traitor's veins.

Savina stood stock still in the snow, nostrils flaring, waiting for any sign of the exact location of the Rakezael woman. Her hackles were raised ominously, making her appear as angry and dangerous as she truly was. There was a rustle, or at least she thought there was, and her head shot round to the small patch of pine trees. A snarl raised her lips and her eyes flashed in the dull winter sunlight. Nuki was in there, somewhere. Would the woman try to flee now that she had been found out? For there was no doubt that she was able to deduce such information, for she was a cunning deceptriss after all. She would not get away, and her ears picked up no sounds of fleeing, but whatever sense of surprise she could manage would be best.

Growling her legs sprung into motion as she began to barrel towards the stand of trees. The distance did not take long to cross, but right as she was about there her ears heard a sharp sound and suddenly there was a searing pain in her shoulder. The alpha bellowed in equal parts pain and rage, but her charge was only paused momentarily. Her heard turned to see the shaft of the arrow sticking past her face and her eyes surged with green hellfire. A roar erupted from her chest as she sped forward like an out of control train despite the deep pain. Gaze alighted on a flash of tan and her legs propelled her massive body up, her jaws opening and aiming to grab whatever she could to drag the devil down from her perch.

Nuki Rakezael · 03-04-2011, 08:34 PM

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There was little time to celebrate the keen shot she had taken. The arrow pierced Savina's shoulder and awarded Nuki first blood, but it did little to slow the woman. Fueled by grief and rage, Savina powered forward despite the wound. Now Nuki's location was revealed, too, and Savina trampled towards her. Before she could react, the alpha leaped into the air. Nuki's instinct told her to roll off of the branch, and she just barely threw her weight as Savina's formidable jaws clapped beneath her. She felt a piercing pain and twisted to see that the dark Secui had hold of her leg with her fangs, and half of the tree branch with her lower jaw. Nuki could not lurch away without tearing a wide hole in her leg.

She grabbed hold of the branch, dropping her bow to the snow below. The force of Savina's attack and the Lupercis' movements proved too much for the branch, and an ominous cracking sound split the air just seconds before the branch tottered forward, breaking from the tree and sending both women to the ground below.

Nuki hit the ground, softened by the snow, and took that moment to roll away from the enraged woman. Her eyes darted around, searching her surroundings. She did not see anyone accompanying Savina, so she still had a chance. But, damn! Her bow was beneath the tree branch, near where the woman fell, and possibly damaged. She glanced around for a route of escape, but could not keep her eyes off of the Consul for very long. She had to turn back before she decided on a good route. Sizing Savina up, she thought she could take this fight.

She jerked to her feet and spread her arms, fingers splayed and deft claws taunting. If she could get her bow she might be able to get another shot on Savina, though that would be a stretch. There was also still the bone dagger in its sheath on her belt, the same one she used to tear Denali to pieces. Nuki still did not know if Savina knew about the boy or not yet. Still, she decided to play the game.

“Savina! What is the meaning of this?!”

Savina Marino · 03-04-2011, 08:52 PM

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Her jaws closed with impressive force and her tongue could feel rough bark against it's soft surface. Her large form hung in the air and at first she thought she had missed grabbing Nuki, but soon the metallic taste of blood dripped into her clamped maw and a growl of satisfaction rumbled in her chest. Now they had both made the other bleed. This is not where it would stop though. Savina would not be satisfied with a mere puncture wound. Still, even though she had Nuki trapped on the branch, there was little else she could do in this position. Legs paddled through the air as if through water, but soon a loud crack echoed in her ears and gravity took it's course, pulling both the women and the branch down to the ground. Savina's jaw released it's hold as they fell and she did her best to make it so she would not land on her injured shoulder. Thankfully she managed just that and was back on her feet mere second after the impact of her fall, eyes locking on Nuki with an intent fury.

The bow was no longer in her hands, she must have lost it, and her wine red eyes kept darting here and there, clearly looking for escape. Oh no, you snake, you're not running away from this. Bottle-brush black tail whipped behind her hulking form and she shifted her weight from paw to paw, ready to spring and attack at any moment. She nearly did leap again when Nuki stood dramatically up and the Consul snarled viciously. Enraged eyes widened as the traitor spoke, only fueling the fires that burned so hot already. "Serpent!" she spat in disgust. The voice that issued forth was not entirely that of the Marino woman, laced with deeper and darker undertones. "No one harms my children. No one," she growled.

One large sable paw stepped forward, a slight warning, before she dashed at the woman again. "What did you do to Denali?! What did you do to my son?" She aimed to bite, to grab hold again. Somewhere deep inside, a dark place, she already knew what this beast had done to him, but until she heard the words it would not be real.

Nuki Rakezael · 03-04-2011, 09:08 PM

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Nuki seemed to jerk slightly herself with each of Savina's movements as the hellion watched the Consul closely, ready for her next lunge forward. She knew to watch her adversary well and tried to eyeball Savina for a tell tale twitch that forewarned an attack. Unfortunately, Savina was crafty and stayed relatively animated, so Nuki was not sure which of her movements would purport the next onslaught.

“No one?” She snorted a laugh, taunting Savina and expressing the sick pleasure she got over torturing Savina's family. “Well I did, and you did nothing to stop it!” Savina came at her then, and she ducked to slip aside but she had not guessed the attack soon enough and did not slip away from Savina's teeth fast enough. The woman's fangs caught left arm and she was jerked with the force of the lunge, though the wound was superficial unless Savina could tighten her hold.

Growling in pain and anger, Nuki's free hand jerked to her belt and she retrieved the knife. She raised the weapon high and brought it down in a swift arc, hoping to slice a gash in Savina and make the woman lose her hold on her flesh.

So, she had discovered Nuki's involvement with Denali. Well, she might be able to use this to her advantage. “What did I do to Denali? What did you do to Denali? To make the boy run away in pain and fear! I was the boy's friend. I took care of him when you did not. He came crying to me and I made him safe...” She hoped the vagaries, the suggestions in her words would be enough to mislead Savina and make her second guess herself. Though Savina was no fool and it was likely that she could not be duped for long.

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Savina Marino · 03-04-2011, 09:29 PM

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Neither of them were fools and both knew that this was no simple squabble. Savina was not incredibly experienced in fighting, but the few she had engaged in were serious. What lack of skill she might have had was more than made up for with her rage and emotions propelling her forward. The monster inside of her scrabbled for more and more control with each moment that ticked by and that made her all the more dangerous and unpredictable. The pain in her shoulder was becoming more numb, being overridden by adrenaline and the need to punish the woman before her for what she had done. Once the beast had its mind set on something, there were very few things that would stop it. She was a high speed train on its tracks and the brakes were broken.

Her hackles raised more at the taunting words, her snarling face turning grotesque. "I am stopping it, now!" Nuki would not lay a hand on any of her family after this moment. She would teach her a lesson she would not soon forget. Or kill her. At this point she did not care which scenario ended up being the one to play out. Her teeth connected with the flesh of the Rakezael's arm and immediately she clamped her jaws tighter, gaining a strong hold and savoring the blood that leaked into her tensed mouth. Moments later she felt fire on her side as the knife cut across her ribs, but instead of letting go she only held tighter with a growl.

More sweetened, poisoned words flew from that traitorous mouth, but she did not believe a word of them. Not one syllable. To demonstrate this, she yanked hard at Nuki's arm to make the other lose her footing and send her to the ground. When she felt the lying bitch's body falling bloodstained teeth released her arm and snapped at her face, grabbing an ear. Not as vital a target as Savina had hoped, but good enough. Sabre-like teeth cut through the thick flesh and she jerked her whole body back a pace or two away. Tongue moved the chunks she had claimed around in her mouth a moment before spitting them out to stain the virgin snow. "Lies," she rumbled deeply, eyes burning in bloodlust.

Nuki Rakezael · 03-08-2011, 02:54 AM

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The blade of the knife lanced across the dark woman's flank and opened a seeping wound but did nothing to hinder the Consul's attack. Nuki hissed with rage at this, and probably a bit in pain as Savina's jaws clamped down harder on her arm. The secui's body lurched unexpectedly and Nuki found herself off of her feet in an instant. As she fell to the snow her arm was loosened from Savina's jaws but this may not have been by folly.

Nuki raised an arm to shield herself as Savina lurched above her, though it did little, hitting imprecisely somewhere on the formidable Luperci's chest and had no strength beneath it; a purely defensive move. The hellion saw gnashing, blood stained teeth set for her face and jerked her head aside in time to prevent the mother's fangs from finding purchase in her skull. But she had not evaded the bite fully, and when Savina yanked herself away Nuki felt a hot, wet sensation trickling down the side of her head. It sounded like there was water in her ear, and she shook her head only to see blood spatter pepper the snow. An instant later she felt the biting pain.

Growling, she jerked back, scrambling back in the snow to get out from underneath the snarling alpha. She flipped over and leaped to her feet, then brought her free hand to her head. Her fingers prodded the mangled ear – or the bits that were left of it, anyway – and then jerked back, not wanting to agitate the wound.

“Aagh! An ear for a tail, I suppose!” She spat, now so enraged that she cared for no words except for those that would pierce Savina's heart. “I guess that is only fair. See this blade?” She held up the bone fashioned dagger that now glistened crimson with Savina's blood. “It severed your little Denali's tail before the boy died. If you're lucky, I might give it back to you so you'd have some part of the little shit to bury.”

With that she crouched then lunged, springing off of the ground with her arms wide hoping to tackle the shadowy Dreamer, her claws and teeth gnashing and ripping, trying to open any wound she could on Savina's neck or face.

Savina Marino · 03-09-2011, 01:20 PM

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Next post can be Nuki's last! 300+

Nuki jumped back from her after the damage to her ear had been done and the two enraged women now stared at each other across the blood stained distance. Savina watched with a sick sense of satisfaction as the traitor touched her ruined ear before jerked her digits away from the wound. The Consul was not always the sweet and understanding woman that most saw her as. There was a darkness in her and a power that came to her in situations like this. Threaten or hurt her family and she would rip you apart, just like any mother of the wild. Nuki could not possibly understand the drive and unbridled rage that was the secui's fuel right now. She could not even fathom it.

The demon opened her mouth again, though there was a difference to her tone and words this time. The ebony beast's ears twitched as she spoke. An ear for a tail? What did she... Before she could contemplate that statement too long though she spoke of her knife and fiery green eyes darted to look at the bloodied instrument before looking back into the face of her enemy. What the bitch said next though made her eyes grow wide and her pupils contract in rage. Even if the suspicion had been there before, now her worst fears were confirmed and she growled furiously, one large paw slammed onto the snowy earth. "MURDERER!" she roared. The grief would come later, right now there was only white hot rage. No, it would be no ear for a tail, it would be a life for a life.

The murderous wretch lunged at her then and Savina reared up onto her hind legs to met the optime devil. Once their bodies connected in violence the bulkier secui form slammed down to the ground and the two began their mortal struggle. Superficial wounds were inflicted from both as they wrestled in the snow, the powdery white created a cloud around their forms. The Marino wanted to kill, to avenge her son's life by taking the one who had ended his. Teeth and jaws sought any vital target and after some time that was likely only seconds she found Nuki's abdomen and bit down hard on that soft and tender flesh, her teeth piercing deep. She was about to start shaking the other like a rag doll when she felt a hot and deep pain in her back leg. Her mouth unwillingly released the other as she howled in pain and the stabbed leg lifted off the ground lamely.

Nuki Rakezael · 03-09-2011, 03:28 PM

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Her visceral growl percolated into a wolfish roar as she saw Savina lunge to meet her own charge. The alpha roared a word and then the two collided mid air and fell to the ground. They were in the thick of it now, writhing against each other, each throwing their weight to roll over the other and gain the advantage on the other. Tooth and claw shredded flesh beneath thick fur, but most wounds were superficial, small casualties of the battle that raged there on the snow-powdered floor of Crimson Dreams.

They wrestled for what felt like an hour within a second. Time warped while the two women battled, and after neither would be quite sure how long they had struggled and warred on the ground. Yet time returned to them when, by an erroneous move from the devil, the Dreamer's deft jaws caught her delicate midsection.

Nuki roared in pain and in anger, and found that she could not inhale after the cry. Savina's jaws were too tight! She was keeping the air out of her! Desperate for escape, Nuki wriggled in Savina's jaws and thrust the dagger into the Consul; wherever it would land. The dark Dreamer let go then, and limped back. It was a lucky hit and probably one of the few that she could have made from that position that would have slowed the mother in her grief fueled rage. A half grin cocked on Nuki's face, but she could not enjoy the sight of Savina limping back with a crippled leg for long.

The hellion rolled in the snow and stood up, but the very act of doing so was difficult. Her hand moved to her midsection where blood was streaming freely. The wound was critical, her survival was now in jeopardy. Her eyes flashed to Savina. If she could she would have taken that moment to shoot an arrow at the woman, but her bow was still lost to her, and the dagger... she looked at Savina; the dagger was still lodged in the woman's leg.

She thought she heard the sound of others now, but she was not sure. Either way, she could not stay here and she could not fight Savina any longer if she expected to live. She opened her mouth as though to spat corrosive words, but found herself short of breath and stopped. Her eyes narrowed, and she spun around, taking this moment to slip through the trees and retreat, limping, off into the woods.

Savina Marino · 03-09-2011, 08:01 PM

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Amata and Kansas can come in now ^^ 300+

Usually pain was thoroughly filtered out when she was thrown into one of her rages, but she had never suffered such a blow before. Not only was it deep, but it now completely hindered the use of her left back leg. Savina limped back and Nuki rolled away from her. After she quickly looked back to see the white knife sticking out of her leg her head swung back to look at the hellion. Blood was pouring steadily from the bite that Savina had managed on her torso and for that she was pleased. It was a critical wound. The two stared each other down as Nuki seemed to be sorting through her options. The Consul's bloodstained tongue hung out of her mouth as she panted, trying her best to master the pain that was throbbing strongly from her leg, side, and shoulder now. She thought the traitor would come at her again, but then the tan woman turned and began to flee towards the borders of the lands. Growling, Savina tried to go after her, but quickly faltered and fell heavily to the snowy ground.

The Italian woman tried to rise back up, but pain seared her shoulder and with a whine she sunk back down into the snow. I hope you die of that wound, you devil, she thought to herself as the remnants of her strength and rage leaked out of her along with her blood. Her body slowly changed back into her more delicate lupus form and a loud whine escaped her throat as the transformation completed. Despite the change in bulk, the arrow was still firmly planted in her shoulder and the dagger still poked out from her dark leg. Did she hear someone, or someones, coming towards her? She wasn't sure. Now that the anger was all used up though, all that was left was the loss and the grief of knowing her son had been killed. "Denali..." she said softly as one tear rolled down her cheek and quickly froze to her fur.

Amata Sadira · 03-09-2011, 08:32 PM

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WC: 601 OOC: Longest Amata post yet!

Amata had been going through her daily routine, making sure things were well set for the day ahead and things seemed fine… until she heard the commotion. Crimson Dreams was normally a very quiet place so this was quite unusual to hear, and then she heard the howl of a very familiar voice, it was her mother… and she was in great pain! Amata’s heart leapt to her throat. She hurried out of her room, lucky enough she just filled her satchel which she had grabbed on her way out the door. What had happened? Was she too late? Her heart thundered as she raced to her mother’s call and the snarlings had continued… but only for a short time. She was soon upon the scene where there was blood dappled everywhere on the snow and her mother… with an arrow through the shoulder and a dagger in her leg!

“Mamma! What happened!

She cried out as she dropped the bag. And went to her knees. She saw where the arrow went through and decided to get that before the knife wound. She took out some gauze and broke the butt of the arrow off. She saw no way around it and looked apologetically looked at her mother and gave her a sad look.

“Mamma I have to hurt you more, to get the arrow out, if you need to hold on to this and bite hard on it ok?”

She felt horrible for saying this but she had no choice. She put a thick stick right next to her mother’s mouth, and took out her surgery knife, she only had to make a slightly bigger cut to get the arrow out, but it hurt to have to do this on her mother. As quick as she could she took the knife to her mother’s skin, and carefully took the arrow from its resting spot, finding a needle and thread she started stitching as soon as the nasty thing was out, but had to clean it before the wound got infected. It would be no good if she was infected from the inside, it would actually be entirely disasterous, so she made sure to clean the wound before beginning to close it up. Her hands worked deftly as she sewed her mother’s skin back up. This would make a scar for sure.

“I need to take the knife out of your leg too Mamma,”

Amata said. She did not look to see if her mother was conscious or not, it would have been best if she was not though. She moved to the leg, the knife was much more easier, yet much more dangerous, she had gauze ready as she quickly took the knife out and replaced it with soft gauze and pressed hard on the wound. There she would have to wait for the bleeding to stop before the wound could be cleaned and stitched as well.

“Oh what happened? Who did this to you!?”

She was fighting the tears now. She couldn’t think of anyone she knew that would do such a thing, especially to the leader of the most quiet pack around. Why her, why now? With Denali missing and Artemis just woken up… now she had to deal with yet more injuries. Who could do this to their family, just as their own emotional wounds were starting to heal? Little did she know, those wounds would soon be open and spread like the plague as she pressed hard onto her mother’s leg, trying to keep her emotions in check.

Gotham Phoenix · 03-10-2011, 02:47 AM

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+599 - Angry Gotham is angry. RAGEFACE!

It was impossible not to hear the snarling commotion, especially when one was out hunting during such a thing. The moment the Phoenix boy heard the familiar cry and voice of his mother, he'd dropped the rabbits he'd caught and made like hell was loose towards the source. His run had only been stalled by the quick moment he gave to change from Optime to Secui, a form rarely, if never, used by Gotham, the gentle giant.

He came crashing through the brush just as Amata was patching his mother up. The sight of his mother there, broken and beaten... Blue eyes widened and the already fierce looking lad seemed to grow in size, his fur standing on end and bristling. "Ma!" He was at their sides in an instant, sliding to a halt beside Amata, but keeping enough out of her way for medical reasons. He addressed his sister first, and when he did, his voice was undertoned in a protective growl.

"Good lord, Amata.. what the hell happened!?" His eyes never left his mother, though. The broken expression... the horrid wounds. The arrow and dagger said that another luperci had done it, but who!? Those dark eyes moved to said discarded weapons, and with an ear trained to the women beside him, boy leaned over to take a sniff.

The scent he got off the dagger, aside from his mother's blood, was one that sent a cold chill down his spine. Nuki. The female that had joined not long before. The same female he'd passed by in the mansion a few times. A packmate. A supposed friend. A traitor.

As the realization hit, a snarl escaped the boy's throat, his eyes following the blood trail to the woods where the other girl had disappeared into. Why the fuck would she dare do something as stupid as attacking our mother!? Our Consul!? Who's stupid enough to fuck around with the Marinos? Questioning was the first bit of thought that processed, and then, anger. I'll.. I'll fucking kill her. I'll rip out her spine and choke her with it. Later, Gotham would be sure to feel uncomfortable about his own thoughts, but right at that moment...

"Nuki did this." His mother didn't have to say a word. Gotham turned to look at Amata, fur flattening and eyes gleaming with something that had never shown behind those blue irises before; pure, unadulterated hatred. "God dammit..." Boy glanced over at his mother, then back to his sister, mind racing. "We let her into the pack, gave her fucking shelter... and she fucking..."

From there, Gotham stood and started pacing on all fours, snarling curses and chancing angry glances at the bloody trail the traitor had left in her wake. After a few moment of pacing, his voice died away into silence, then a growl as he stopped, facing the woods with tail high in the air, hackles on end. "I should go after her. I should track her down and stop her. If she gets away, who knows what she'll do." That intelligent mind was at work, judging how far she could've gotten.

"She's hurt. The blood... Mom hurt her. She couldn't have gotten far, and she won't put up much fight if she's chancing to run. I could find her and bring her back or something. I could..." The rest was left to the imagination as to what the Phoenix boy would do, if and when he found her. The look in his eyes was dangerous though. Never before had he been so enraged, and in front of his family!

Kansas Sadira · 03-27-2011, 06:02 PM

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Kansas wandered into the orchard to check on Lexington. It took him only a few moments to find the stallion, who was busy nibbling on the most tender of the apple tree branches. With nothing more to do, Kansas sat in the snow and watched the horse, but the silent and peaceful moment did not last long. Simultaneously the equine and canine ears lifted to muffled snarls followed by the crack of a breaking tree limb. Not often were there fights in Crimson Dreams that escalated above the squabbles of playing puppies, yet the noises he heard were far more sinister and flooded him with fear. Something was very wrong. Immediately he thought of Savina, and the image of her beautiful face twisted with unbridled rage urged him to get up and move towards the forest.

He broke into a run, his long, slender limbs rapidly carrying him to the trees. He smelled blood, anger and fear. What he saw just past the fringe of the forest turned his limbs to lead and he almost dropped to the snowy earth. Savina was lying in snow that was stained with splatters of blood several feet all around her. Savi, Kansas choked. He was relieved to see his son and daughter huddled close, Amata busy pulling something out of the raven matron's leg. The pale wolf rushed toward Savina with a whine in his throat, nuzzling her ear, rasping his tongue against her forehead. He had never seen her so broken before, both of mind and of body. It was the most painful sight.

Kansas automatically began to look his mate over, sniffing her fur, searching for wounds. She was covered in them, but her leg, side and shoulder were most seriously injured, and Amata had already taken care of that. What...? the Sadira breathed to his children, extremely puzzled. As he lay down beside his mate, snuggling close to her, Gotham answered his question. Nuki. Kansas stared off into the distance, gritting his teeth. He had always been uneasy about that woman, there was something wrong within the bloody eyes that he had detected the first time he looked into them. She must have done something unspeakably terrible to provoke Savina into a rage — that was the only reason that the obsidian fey would ever hurt anyone.

The Sadira hungered for an explanation, but his son's angered words distracted him. Kansas's baby blues were serious and slightly stern as he looked at the boy. You should stay here, Gotham. I want to kill her too, but even... even being wounded, she could still be dangerous. Though Gotham was an adult now, Kansas hoped the boy would listen to him. He did not want his son hurt as well, and after what Savina had likely done to Nuki, it did not seem too far fetched that the bitch would want blood as revenge. And... we need to get your mom safe. Though he wanted to know how this had so suddenly transpired, Kansas's priority was to ensure that his mate was secure and comfortable — his confusion could be alleviated later. Kansas turned away from Gotham to look at Amata. The girl would know the right thing to. Sh-should we get her inside? Or...? he asked, desperate to help Savina feel a little better.

Savina Marino · 04-02-2011, 03:51 PM

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Sorry for not matching your length! Savi just can't stay awake :x

The rage had held the pain of her wounds at bay, but now that it had vanished the agony smashed into her conscious like a sledgehammer. It, along with the continued loss of blood was quickly loosening her grip on the waking world. Vision had turned blurry and all sounds that reached her ears seemed to be muffled and filtered. Vaguely she was aware of a presence near her and words being spoken, but the only kind of response she could give was to move her head ever so slightly towards the other. When the pain of her shoulder exploded again though she whined sharply and quickly slipped into unconsciousness. Her mind retreated from the overwhelming physical pain and for some blissful moments she knew nothing. There was no hurt, no ache of muscles or emotional loss. A sweet blackness.

The short reprieve did not last long though. The wounded femme was awoken by soft, concerned caresses. There were more around her than there had been before. Scents came to her. It was her family. Amata, Gotham, and Kansas. At first that calmed her, but then a momentary panic overtook her and emerald eyes snapped open in shock, her head darting up. Where was she? Where was the demon? Her body soon reprimanded her for her sudden movement though and she winced, laying her face back down in the stained snow with a whine. Words were being exchanged but it was too much for the Marino woman to process right now. There was only one thought in the forefront of her mind: her murdered son. "She killed him..." her voice weakly rasped. "She...killed him..." Savina slipped back into the darkness of her mind, muscles relaxed and went limp.

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