Word Count → 311 :: Backdated to 14th Novemeber (if that's okay?). And not my best starter, sorry! Severus and Panda, along with Turnstone are in this thread :3
With Naniko's grace he'd left, taking only a small force with him. It had surprised him the both Panda and Venom had agreed to come along with him, and their support in the matter was much appreciated. Pressing gently he urged Hibki forward, the blue coated mare responding to his touch instantly, unaffected by the fact that the group was approaching another pack's borders. It was a small delay in the Rakeeb's plan; as the two filthy whores had fled, leaving nothing but a note for him, he had no way of tracking them or knowing where the destination was and so he found himself visiting borders. Knowing the cowardly nature of the white pair, they would seek acceptance into a pack and undoubtedly not inform their new packs leader of the crimes and sins they have committed. Such sins that were destined to be punished soon.
Bringing Hibiki up as close to the boarder as he could, he looked over his shoulder to check that both Miwa and Severus were still there. Upon seeing both children he grinned, knowing full well Naniko would most likely not approve to his taking her son on this little outing. But, the kid was with him now and there was no going back. Looking at the group, he turned once more to face the border. “You know the plan” he said out loud, before calling out to whomever was near enough to answer. All he needed was to ask one of the pack members if they had seen or knew the whereabouts of the two white traitors. If yes, well, then the group had a plan, but if they weren't there then it was back to knocking on pack doors until they two they sought were found.
They could run, but they could not hide from the consequences of their actions and choices forever.
I was told to stay away, those two words I can't obey 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.
[/html]A month after the final battle, Turnstone was miraculously alive. He hadn't realized how many they'd lost after it was all over, so he was just glad to have gotten out of there alive. So, with renewed vigour and a slowly-healing body, he took to helping the pack any way he could. He patrolled the borders, joined in on pack hunts, and spoke to anyone who was willing to listen. He felt a sense of pride knowing that he was a part of this pack and was determined to defend it. He knew that his fighting experience had been slim, so he tried to help in other, yet useful, ways.
Today, one of those duties was border patrol. He was fairly close to the source of the howl, so when he heard it, he replied with one of his own to acknowledge it. He then set off, running at a leisurely pace in his secui form. After the battle, he preferred to use his secui form to patrol simply because it was faster and much more imposing. However, he still had his leather belt with his goedendag secured to his waist in case he needed it after shifting. The pointed club was just short enough that he could lash it to his belt and hold it in place without it impeding his movement. He had also carefully wrapped the pointed metal end so he didn't injure himself by accident.
After ten minutes, he found himself arriving at the borders where the strangers were waiting. There were three of them, all on horseback. As he approached, he shifted into his optime form. He pulled his belt around so his weapon was at his hip instead of the middle of his back. He removed the extra leather protector and wrapped it around his right wrist. Once he was ready, he trotted closer to reveal himself.
"Hello," he stated. "Can I help you with something?" He was, of course, cautious. His tone was wary and his body language projected an untrusting nature. With the recent war, he did not want anything bad to come to his new home. [html]
OOC: Hope it's OK that Severus is hanging out with Miwa a bit ^^
He had kept quiet and stayed out of the way for the most part, doing whatever Alaki or Panda told him to do. He was excited to have Miwa along on this journey, a companion closer to his age, and had enjoyed getting to spend some time with her as well. Perhaps she would become the close companion that he had been looking for, someone other than his stupid brothers...someone more mature, like he was. Severus was bright for his age, manipulative even at times...to be able to hang out with Miwa, he'd have to really suck up to her father. He'd be a good boy, as good as he had ever been. And he's make his mother proud, too.
They appeared to have reached their destination, and Alaki called out for assistance. It wasn't long before another canine arrived, and Severus watched carefully. What would Alaki say to the member of this pack? He'd heard the words "Crimson Dreams" in conversation, but had never been to this place before. In fact, this was his first experience outside of Anathema. The youth stared the stranger down, a displeased expression on his face. He had been told that they were seeking the traitors, that Alaki wanted to punish them for what they had done...it was serious business.
Word Count → 380 :: Forgive the delay and sucky post. I'm full of cold and all blah >.<
Staring out into the territory before him, he found himself impatient and restless, wishing that he'd have the answers to his questions already so that he could act, move on, punish and be done with this whole ordeal. Remaining seated upon Hibiki, unmoving and do nothing displeased him, the need to act, to do something, was near overwhelming; his muscles tensed and his expression began to gradually darken with irritation. Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, again and again the two words span around his mind, adding to his impatience and growing irritation rather than helping the situation. Maybe it was due to the fact that Naniko had confined him and held him back within Anathema for the first few days after the betrayal, forcing him to do nothing when he wanted to act, maybe it was because of this that he now had little patience. Although he no longer remained angry at the Angela about his confinement for some good had come from it. Memories of the midnight tryst ran through his mind and he quickly squashed them, forcing himself to concentrate on the serious business currently at hand, barely holding back the smile that naturally came when he thought of the red coyote. Shifting slightly from his place on Hibiki's back, he leaned forward, squinting his eyes in hope that by doing so he would suddenly spot someone approaching, but the landscape before him still remained empty.
Leaning back he glanced over his shoulder, checking on the two pups before turning to face forward . He didn't know how much time had passed and no doubt he had waited for a shorter amount of time than he thought, but when he sighted the other approach his sighed slightly. Looking at the other he concluded he did not like the males tone of voice, it made him feel defensive in an odd way. “I hope you can. You see, were looking for two friends whom gone missing and we are worried about them. You haven't by any chance seen or encountered two white canines, Matteo and Gemma?” he asked, choosing to hide while he was actually looking for the pair, concluding it was none of the others business as to why he and the others sought the two traitors.
The sky it burns its self out,
the trees rot down to nothing,
Throats dry out and corpses fill the sidewalks
These promenades our graveyards.
They grew bored quickly, and Panda had taken a joint from her pocket and she had brought her steed closer to Venom's, to where they were barely inches apart and she leaned her head on his shoulder as she lit the end of the joint and took a puff off of it. She closed her wary eyes as she waited for them to be greeted. She passed the joint to Venom, whom took it and puffed off it himself. They did not care that they were in the presence of children, it wasn't like they were actively trying to get the children high, nor were they blowing the smoke in their direction, so it really shouldn't matter much. Nor did they really care if anyone thought their actions to be wrong. Venom would give them a new asshole if they thought the two to be wrong in whatever way.
The scent of another was the first to tip the group off, even over the smell of the marijuana that burned, and soon there would be a form on the horizon, heading towards them. Venom had passed the joint back to the woman and his eyes went straight to the new wolf, and his surrounding aura. Distrust, wariness, a bright red showed this to Venom. Venom's own aura shifted as well, which Panda felt, and his had turned to a golden color, it only ever showing this color when he was growing protective of himself and those around him. She opened her eyes and looked at the being whom approached. She grew apprehensive. She put a hand on her belly and she rubbed it, a silent sign to her unborn children that were still brewing in her womb that everything would be okay, even though they would only feel the girl's emotions rather than seeing what was actually going on. What if they were to find the traitors here? Would they be struck down? The whore and her rat might as well be in both of the eyes of the loyal Taurus'. They had thought of leaving Anathema several times, yes, but they would not betray the pack in any way like the two they were searching for did. They were welcome to leave, yes, Naniko told this to them herself, but they were not to break any laws and then flee in the hopes that they face no consequence. Panda and Venom both would own up rather than have Naniko send the pack after them.
Alaki answered to the other male when he had asked what he could do to accommodate them. Venom stared intensely at the male, his eyes daring, and tense. The ones they looked for were not friends, they were traitors whom needed to be punished. Venom would be damned if they were going to get away with what they had done to their Rakeeb, to all of Anathema by thinking they could get away with betraying the laws of the pack. It was not like it was murder, no, but it was something more sacred than the life of another, it was the bounding of ones soul to another that they broke, and souls meant so much more than the physical body that they dwelt in until their time came. Panda puffed on the joint one last time, for it was now a roach and she tossed it to the ground. If they are here, you might as well just give them up. We have business with them. Panda spoke, her voice much less kind than it should have been really.
[/html] The poet in him seethed with injustice. The pack member in him raged with anger. How dare they accuse him like this? How dare they approach the borders and call to speak to someone and then treat him like dirt? The male was pleasant and cordial enough, but the pregnant woman (why was she even here? That was so reckless!) was just plain rude. Turnstone felt his hackles raise defensively as he glanced from one to the next. He used as much self control as he could not to bare his fangs and snap at the woman. He did, however, keep his ears pointed forward and his tail held high -- even in his optime form -- as he peered down at the others. They were non-members, which meant in the hierarchy of Crimson Dreams, they were worth less than omega. Turnstone thought it would do them well to remember that they were guests in another's home.
"There are none of the kind," he replied, trying to remain calm. He addressed the male wolf, pointedly ignoring the black-and-white wolf. "We have received one male wolf, but he doesn't have the same scent as you. I don't think whoever you're looking for is here. Though, I would caution you to choose your companions more wisely. You are guests at Crimson Dreams. It would not to well to aggravate us," he added sharply. As he said this, he unclenched his fist, which he had not even done consciously. He let out a slow breath, trying to calm his racing heart, still refusing to acknowledge the woman or her male companion.[html]
