You granted me what I wanted
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OOC AW, she just came back from freetown, plenty of herbs. will be heading to casa after this

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Reaching the pack borders Amy had to fight to overcome the temptation to howl, calling members to come to her. She wasn't a loner anymore, she no longer needed to follow such protocol. Steeling herself she crossed over, and the crows broke out noisily, caws filling the air. Her own crow woke up from the noise, fluttering on it's leash. Raoth snapped at the birds angrily, still hating the fact that he was forced to go where Amy went, even being treated the same. A low growl from her quieted the violent male down, and she continued on her way to her cottage.


The noise fell behind them, though the crow she had purchased continued to flutter above her, occasionally crying out for companions. It was new, and Amy would have to work to train it, but hopefully it would help her understand the system better. She didn't have much time to spend dwelling in the pack after all. Having a crow she could take with her, even untrained, would give her at least a glimpse of how they managed it. Reaching the place Amy pulled her wagon to a stop, unhitching her horse. The beast wandered off a little ways to graze, ready to leave when she was. Entering the home Amy called out softly. Dhiate?


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Lillith
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Lillith found herself snooping once again. That was all she had been doing lately was snooping, snooping, snooping. In fact, she was quite bored with snooping. Though prowling around the caverns listening in on people’s conversations was fun at times, today she found it utterly dull. She had gone out then to see if she could find someone her age, like Adwen, but had no luck. With a sigh her dark feet carried her out of the caverns and into the sunshine; perhaps she could go find that raven, Skrak. He had bothered her the other day when she was out here, and he interested her, because he could speak a lot more words than the other ravens. He always seemed to be insulting her but she didn’t care, she would just sit at the base of the tree and laugh at them all.

This day however she decided to make her way towards the temple, this was the first time doing so but she was determined to see some black bats, as opposed to the brown ones in the caverns. She wasn't sure why she thought she would find them at the temple, but she'd go anyway. Lillith had recently become slightly obsessed with black creatures, for she was convinced that the souls of dead black creatures were the shadows on her walls. She felt she knew them and they knew her, and if she concentrated hard enough, they would do her bidding. Mother thought this was strange but did not chide her for it, so it made Lillith believe it even more.

Before arriving at the temple fully, she noticed a lone horse grazing off a ways; she paid it no mind, it wasn’t black. But then, a cart caught her attention, and her path was diverted from its intended direction as if she was drawn to it. She sniffed around the wheels, her nose assaulted by smells of wild grasses, wilderness, and other wolves. Movement caught her hazel eyes and she flitted them over to a young coyote male tied to the back of the cart. She looked at him curiously, noted his condition, then ignored him. Something told her that he was of no interest to her. Then, lifting her upper body up, she made to look inside the cart; it was filled with all sorts of interesting things and it smelled amazing. Lillith though she might just jump inside.


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OOC she's further, a mile or so behind the temple near the sea

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Raoth watched the pup wandering around the wagon with mild curiosity. It wasn't his place to do anything about it after all. It was his own private rebellion against Amy removing his tongue, refusing to give the alarm when something happened. True, he got punished for it, but he didn't care, as long as Amy got grief out of it. Amy was close by though. Not finding Dhiate in the house, grumbling about disobedient slaves she came back out. Spotting a pup working it's way into the wagon was enough to send a blind fury over her.


An enraged howl was the only warning the pup received before Amy dashed forward, hands reaching to snatch and toss the pup away. What do you think you're doing? Don't you know better than to go poking into others' belongings? Never do that again! She would make sure that it didn't as well. Whirling to her wagon Amy grabbed a sleeping poison. Holding it in her hand she thrust it towards the pup. See this? A single breath of it can kill you. A suitable punishment for intruders, no?


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Lillith
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She hadn’t even managed to get a back paw up to lift herself in when a screeching voice called out. Lillith leaned back to look around the cart, just in time to see a very angry dog-woman heading towards her. In Lillith’s mind, the lady seemed to be breathing fire and the red pup nearly laughed. She knew the woman was angry, and most likely going to send her away, but Lillith had no fear, and instead took her paws off the woman’s cart. The blond lady then grabbed something from the back, a bottle, and thrust it at Lillith’s face, claiming it was a poison that would kill her instantly.

Lillith didn’t care that the woman was being overdramatic, but she was very curious about the bottle that was now wavering inches from her face. She sniffed at it, and the woman’s fingers; could the contents of this small bottle truly kill her? Wicked cool… Lillith breathed, smiling up at the woman, You’ve got some really cool stuff in there. She wagged her tail then, Can you show me it? Now that the owner of the cart had emerged, Lillith would ask permission. She was a wily girl who would get away with what she could when no one was watching, but she respected her superiors when they were before her.

The pup then glanced over to the tied up coyote again, becoming a little more curious of him now. Why was he tied up? And why hadn’t he spoken? She turned her bright hazel eyes back to the woman, wondering if she’d answer her unspoken questions.


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OOC here.

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The pup's foolish bravery might have impressed another. Where she saw impudence and disrespect another might see a potential strength, simply needing a path to walk. Amy was sure to discipline, but teaching the girl what she was supposed to do was not on the list. The pup was impressed by the powder, sniffing at it. Deciding the pup wasn't taking her seriously Amy opened the bottle, pouring a small amount of the powder onto her hand.


The fact that this pup actually had the gall to ask to be let inside the wagon after intruding did nothing for Amy. You're an intruder. Absolutely not. And since we know what the consequence for intruders is... Amy blew the powder into the pup's face, waiting for her to breathe it in. The pup wouldn't die, no, but it would definitely learn a lesson from this.


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Lillith
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The woman spoke and Lillith’s eyes turned to her again. It seemed that she indeed was as angry as she seemed and as soon as she opened the bottle and poured whatever it was into her hand Lillith took a quick breath, and closed off her throat and nostrils. Her mother had taught her this lesson the hard way with an extremely itchy powder she been working with. Since then, Lillith would make sure to stay away from unknown substances. However, even though she had subconsciously prepared for it, she was shocked that the woman actually did blow the supposed poison into her face.

Eyes wide, Lillith jumped back several feet, twisting her body mid-air and landing somewhat unceremoniously on large paws. She shook her head violently, sending the majority of the dust that clung to her fur flying into the air around her. Some of it however did manage to make it into her eyes, and it stung fiercely, causing her eyes to water. She knew there was nothing she could do now but retreat, and let someone know what had happened. And this is what she did, turning tail and running full sprint back towards the caverns. Only after several moments of running did she realize she was still holding her breath, and she released the tension with a cough. She was lucky that she had not breathed any in.

She was sure her parents would not be happy about this.

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Slight PP of her spotting the pup. If that's not OK, I can change it :]


She had been reminiscing today about the old days. Once upon a time she'd thought that she had all that life had to offer. She'd had a mate and a litter of pups...a happy pack that was flourishing and growing with each passing day. That had been all that she had needed back then. Her happiness had been torn in two by the crimes that her mate had committed; his rape and then the rumors of his murderous ways had greatly disturbed her, then. She'd reformed the pack that the two of them had founded together and had renamed it to better suit the canines that lived there and to symbolize the terrible afternoon that she'd been awoken from her pleasant dreams to face his abuse. Crimson Dreams.


Things was so very different, now. It was better, even though she didn't have the same kind of life that she had always thought she'd have. Naniko was content in Anathema, to live in a place where she made her own rules and did not have to worry about much disrupting that. She liked to think that she had a fairly good handle on the canines that resided within the territory...that they knew the laws and that there would be punishments to be had if they broke their promise to be good and true to their "family" in Anathema.


A rustling in the brush nearby caught her attention as she walked. The shifted Angela looked about, trying to figure out where the sound was coming from, and caught sight of a small copper body before it disappeared from view once more. She hadn't seen Panda's pups many times but the smell brought a name to mind. "Lillith?" She called, frowning. Where was the whelp going in such a hurry, anyway? She took a few steps toward the area she had last seen the copper blur, pushing brush out of her way. "You out here, child?"


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Lillith
Word Count :: 243 James feel free to PP, Bria hope you don’t mind I post before you for continuities sake.
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As hard as she tried she couldn’t run all the way back to the caverns without taking a breather, especially with the powder stinging her eyes and the fur around them stained with her tears. She took refuge in a brush for a moment, oblivious to all around her because of that damn stinging. She was panting hard, her small chest fluttering like the beat of a bee’s wing, when she heard a voice.

The pup froze for a moment, thinking that it may be the evil blonde witch again; but this voice knew her name and sounded familiar, and suddenly the brush was split and there was the face of the Angela, Nani! Lillith cried, even though she had never met the woman, she knew that she was the leader and could help, This blonde woman with a cart and a coyote… she blew poison in my face; look at my eyes! And indeed her eyes were bloodshot and watering, It hurts… She tried to rub at it for a moment, She’s a bad lady, Nani! She’s by the temple! You should go bite her. She glowered then as best she could, the idea of the woman being punished sounding quite sweet to here.

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Sorry, don't know why I was waiting for Bria to respond again XD and PP of her picking the pup up and walking back to the temple, since you said that PP was alright :3


The words that were spoken by the pup were confusing to her for a moment. Anthema members varied in their pelt colorations, but they didn't have many blonde canines. She could only think of one in particular, and when the girl's words about the wagon and coyote came to her ears the assumption was confirmed. But why would Amy do something like this? She'd thought that they'd had an agreement - no harming members of the pack, and Amy would bring trade to Anathema. Members of the pack were still very unsettled by Amy's appearance in their ranks and were unsure of her, but Naniko had reassured them that situations like this wouldn't be happening. As a pack member, the blonde dog would need to abide by the same laws as everyone else.


Lillith looked tired, and she reached down to try and pick the girl up before turning back to jog toward the temple. She'd get to the bottom of this odd behavior. She didn't think she would "bite her", as Lillith had said, but some words would definitely be spoken if this were true. There were other ways to interact with pups than using powder against them. "I'll do what I can, Lillith" She promised, as they approached the temple and began to search for the wagon and Sut. "Amy! Are you still around here?" She called, as her nose began to work on finding Amy's scent.


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OOC was starting to think you forgot XD

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The pup's reaction surprised Amy greatly. It showed more preparation than she would have thought, taking a breath and avoiding inhaling the powder. The young female ran away, leaving Amy to bottle the powder back up. Hopefully the pup would have learned a lesson about sticking her nose where it didn't belong, even if it wasn't the way Amy had hoped it would happen. She didn't care for pups digging around her stuff, especially when so much of it was breakable. She wasn't one to deal with children very well.


With everything settled down again Amy moved back into the house. Raoth had taken advantage of the distraction to try and work free of the chains again. She refastened him up, making sure it was secure. The other things that she had prepared were taken out. The call of Anathema's leader surprised Amy. She certainly wasn't expecting that. Stepping out she spotted the pup, eyes looking very irritated. Growling at the sight Amy turned around, looking for stuff to cure it. The powder wasn't meant for eyes. Most closed it when something was blown in their face, but the pup had acted very unusual indeed.


Picking up a damp cloth she stepped over. This'll get rid of the irritation. Foolish pup. Her posture was respectful for the leader, but her frustration was clear. She didn't like the pup, didn't want her around, and as soon as possible would get the pup to leave again.


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She closed her watering eyes and allowed Nani to pick her up. She stay very still in the leaders arms, feeling safe here. She felt slightly dizzy, tired, and irritated; she just wanted to go home and sleep. Instead, the woman brought her back to the temple, and Lillith came back to attention once the woman and her cart came back into view. The woman looked at Lillith angrily, and the red pup returned the facial expression. When the cart lady retrieved a rag and came towards her, Lillith puffed out her fur under Nani’s arm and drew back her lips to reveal sharp puppy teeth; she growled, Don’t you come near me! She hissed, now confident in the leader’s hold.

Lillith’s eyes were feeling better, but they were still runny, and though she desperately wanted to stare the woman down, she instead rubbed her face against a foreleg again, and then looked up at the Naniko apprehensively and expectantly; what would the leader do to the blonde dog lady? Would she bite her as Lillith had asked? That would make the pup very happy.

Lillith, despite her naivety, knew that she had not done anything to deserve having poison blown in her face. Her mother and father had disciplined her before with sharp taps and nips when she had done really bad things, but never had chided her in such a way when she had explored things, even if they were things her parents didn’t want her sniffing in. Usually they would pull her aside and explain to her why she couldn’t do things, and she would understand. But this woman, she had punished her for no reason, and it made Lillith very, very angry.


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She didn't know what exactly had transpired between the two canines - only they knew that. She'd heard what had happened from Lillith, but how trustworthy was a pup's word? She knew that children could sometimes make things up, but was this really a case of that? Lillith had been pretty specific when she'd spoken of what had happened, and the acts seemed too bizzare for a pup to have just pulled out of thin air. Naniko was already frowning when she spotted Amy, and moved to begin questioning her about the incident.


Amy was trying to hand the girl a cloth, something that interrupted her thought process as Lillith shouted in return. "Whoah, Whoah you two.." She growled, reaching to try and snatch the cloth out of Amy's hands. Maybe the girl would let her wipe her eyes off. "What happened a few minutes ago, at this spot? Did you harm this pup, Amy?" Naniko asked, her questions pointed and tone sharp. Jade eyes settled on the blonde, waiting for a response.


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OOC she be bad with children

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Amy had to bite her lip to keep from striking the child again. The pup had done what it shouldn't have done, and now here it was, snarling with anger from the safety of the leader. Was this child so spoiled that it thought it could get away with whatever she wanted? The rubbing just confirmed that the eyes were still irritated. A smart move, avoiding breathing in what the pup had believed to hold poison, but it was something meant to be breathed in, and would irritate her eyes to no end unless that was taken care of.


The cloth was taken, and Amy adopted a respectful position again, her face blank of emotion. The pup was investigating where she shouldn't have been. I simply moved to teach her a lesson. The damage would have been much lower if the pup hadn't had training avoiding such powders. It was a simple explanation, one that summarized how Amy felt. If asked she'd go into more detail, but she felt that it was good enough for now.


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Gonna post again so they can continue the conversation - hope that's ok <3


"What was she doing that was so terrible?" Naniko could understand the need to teach children, but not in the way that Amy did it. There were times in which the mother had needed to teach her children a lesson by force, of course, but this was not Amy's child - it was a pup of the pack. Suts of the pack were still below everyone else, even pups. She would need to explain that, in case Amy didn't already know. "This pup has a very fearsome mother - Panda. And as a Sut, you are lower than everyone else here and should be punishing no one."


She was the one that should be getting punishments, not getting them. She still looked warily between the two, unsure if Lililth would try to speak again to explain or not. "She said that there was some kind of a powder. Did you use that against her?" Pups this young knew little, and even if they did have knowledge they often made mistakes anyway. It wasn't appropriate to teach them this way, with things that they had no knowledge of. It was more appropriate to teach them in a manner that they could understand.

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OOC gonna let lilith defend herself after this XD

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What was she doing that was so terrible? Amy moved over to her wagon, sweeping at it widely. She was sticking her head in my property. I have things in there that aren't meant for pups. Delicate things that could break easily, and things that could kill an adult, let alone someone much younger! She wasn't even apologetic when confronted. Amy took a deep breath, working on calming down again. She returned to a more submissive pose, letting Naniko weigh her words.


Her ears flattened to her skull at the next words. Amy had known that she wasn't very high ranked, but it hadn't mattered to her. The threat of the pup's mother meant nothing to her either. Having it spelled out that she was not allowed to punish anyone beyond her slaves was angering, and it took all her self control to remain as she was, polite and non threatening. Amy nodded her head, picking up the powder and holding it out for Naniko to examine. Sleeping powder. One breath and you're out like a light. I use it to capture those I don't want damaged.


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