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WC: 437 Would like to work on the animal pin/fence.


How long had it been since the black she wolf pinned her down, attacked her and marked her as a victim? The Sawtooth lady rubbed her bandaged arm, she gulped looking down to the ground, she was sure that Aeron would not be happy with her, and she was sure that they would end up in a fight. The female wolf wanted to cry, but she would not allow that from her-self she was stronger and she would be stronger than that, or she will try to be. She did not want to fight with Aeron, there was a time for that and if Charm was going to fight with her, she would want it to be something that she believed in, and that was the ethical treatment of the animals.

Moving over the pen that horses where in, she ran over to the mare that she had been finding her-self growing more and more attached to, wrapping her arms around the mare’s neck she pushed her face into the mare’s neck taking in her smell trying to hide her real feelings of fear. Charm heard the nickering sound from the mare, as she shook her mighty brown head. The horse turned her head looking back to the werewolf female unaware of the mental pain that the Sawtooth was going though. Charm lifted her head up looking into the warm golden eyes of the mare; they pulled at her heart string. Those eyes…they were the same warm honey eyes that her mother had. It had been such a long time since she thought about the white female that birthed her. Summer….that was her name right? The Sawtooth female wished her father was around to tell her more about her mother. Frankly she wished that her whole family was easier to find, all she knew was that her brother was dead, but he had sired a litter of boys before his untimely passing, the names and location as to where these two boys where, well Charm had no clue. ”Guess you’re right..” Charm sniffed as she ran her forearm over her nose and eyes.

She turned around looking at the pin, it had someone else had done most of the work on it, but there was a few places where the animal loving wolf thought that could be repaired and also a few places where she worried about the safety of the animals. The female knew that she was going to figure out which animals would and could be safely pinned together…she knew that she would find safety of the pack in being a care taker of animals.



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Lillith
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Lillith had decided to move out of her family’s den, but she had not yet found a new place to live. But already the red woman was gathering things for herself; herbs, meat, trinkets, clothing; anything that made her feel like she would have an actual home when she found one. All the things she had been finding she kept hidden in a place only she knew; she knew quite well that there were those in Anathema who would not hesitate to steal something that didn’t belong to them, since she herself did so without trepidation.

Today had been a successful foraging trip; she had found several abandoned human homes several miles outside Anathema’s borders, and within one she had found several iron pots and pans as well as some discolored but intact plastic and ceramic containers. She had been so pleased with her find that she treated herself to a snack; a plump marten, whose disemboweled body was slung over her lap as she casually rode back to the pack.

Once within its borders, Skrak dissolved from the trees like a black shadow to land upon her shoulder, "One in the pen." the elder raven spoke in that shrill voice of his, beady eyes looking at the corpse in her possession. Nonchalantly Lillith reached down and plucked a finger-full of flesh from its hide and handed it to her medium, who swallowed the morsel whole with a satisfying click of the beak.

Soon she arrived to the horse pen and sure enough, there was a woman there. It was the multi-colored female she had seen at her Rast ceremony, and who she believed to be the mate of Aeron. And she was injured. Interesting. Lillith dismounted and said nothing to her as she took Korosk to the stall that held his mare and foal. The items she had slung over his back she set down to the side, and she picked up a brush to groom him.


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:: Table done by Nuki :: :: WC ::473

The blood shot eyed female heard the opening of the pen and the sounds of the mammal come into the pen, her nose turn onto who was it, sniffing again. The Sawtooth lady turned her head to where the pup killing monster Lillith, she was the daughter of the alluring black and white lady named Panda. Charm had meet her mother, how could such a monster like Lillith come from someone so sweet and caring at Panda was beyond Charm’s mind threshold. However, no matter what Charm thought of her she would not be rude…she would love her like she would any other pack member, and she would keep her thought of this pretty creature in her head.

Walking over the Sawtooth smiled and placed an empty hand up, as she looked to the crimson lady. ”If you have something more important to do, I can take care of your horse. “ She humbly offered to the Abigor. The wolf monster was more than welcomed to stick around though, she wasn't trying to run her off. However, Charm did feel a bit of rage toward the lady since she killed a pup…a life that had just begun. It was hard for the lady to deal with the thought of any animal being killed no matter what the reason would be. She understood that she needed to eat some meet, but she did rather like to eat meat that had been killed and cut up before she placed them into her mouth.

”My name is Charm Sawtooth, by the way. I don’t believe we’ve really meet each other outside of the Rast.” The calico women had to think of something to break the ice between the two of them. Charm wanted to get along with all of the pack members, if not for her sake, then for Aeron sake. Being the leader’s mate meant that Charm did not want to give her sweet and tender Aeron a bad name with having a mate that was rude and crud to the mother members of the pack.

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Lillith
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Lillith wasn’t expecting the woman to speak to her at all, so when she was next to her offering to tidy of Korosk for her she couldn’t help but be a little surprised. She looked at the woman for a while, contemplating her, sizing her up; she was no threat, just a mindless sheep of the pack. Still, in a way she was beautiful, with her tiny braids and patchwork coat, so Lillith conjured up a sweet smile and handed the brush to her, So kind of you. She said in a sing-song voice, and stepped away from her so she could brush her stallion.

Lillith nearly turned to the leave but Charm began speaking, and the Trombeta girl hesitated; now what? Did she expect her to stick around for chit-chat? Well, she had offered to brush her horse, Lillith supposed it was only fair she stayed to talk, so the tall woman turned around and found a comfortable wood beam to lean against. Charm made it a point to recall the Rast, and Lillith knew exactly why; the woman must have words with her regarding the pup, Yes, I saw you there. You did not seem very happy with my offering. She went straight to the point, no reason to dilly-dally with words.

Lillith did not care about the lives of white wolves; the pup had been the offering because it had been the purest white, and therefore, devoid of soul. The other pup had been darker, and so Lillith had eaten it, as well as its speckled mother, to take into herself their lives. It was not something she could explain to others, it was her own personal religion and one she knew would not be accepted as mainstream. But, in a way, she loved those she killed; they gave her sustenance, they gave up their lives to sustain her’s; only the white ones did not deserve grievances, and so it had been that one she had shown as an offering to the public. At the same time, however, she knew this would not sit with others, and as much as she didn’t care, she knew to at least listen to what Charm, or any other, had to say to her.


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:: OOC :: :: WC ::352

Charm was no threat, she was no one to want to fight, nor was she one to fight. She would more than likely run or hide behind a rock if she was confronted. However once in a while she would get a burr up her butt and would be blunt about her feelings and would stand up for them, no matter what the cost…It really must be the Sawtooth in her. Once she was upon her soap box preaching about what she believed was right, and believed what was fair, there was little of nothing, if anything that could get her down off that box. She looked to the pretty youthful red coated child, and once her eyes locked with her, she turned her head away quickly. Yes…She really did not want to fight with anyone, nor did she really want to talk to the girl, other than to maybe get into her head and figure why she had brought that pup…a dead pup never the less.

The female hands brushed over the horse body behind the brush as she tended to the horse needs, and health. A good cool down in necessary after any length of work, be it from riding or from laboring work like pulling things. "I’m not.” She did not look to the red female; she didn’t want to look into the eyes of a monster. How in the world did that sweet and alluring Panda have a child like this? A child that killed things that others wanted, so very, very badly. The Sawtooth lady felt her hands shake, she knew that she was being a little more verbal then what was in her norm…the last time she stood this hard on a topic was with Aeron, and Aeron told her calico lover that she would have no issues throwing her in a dark room for a couple of hours till she learned that she was not to question the pack leaders. The female kept her head down, moving from the horse’s back to his chest area, still making sure not to look at the red female.


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Lillith
Word Count :: 227 Lullaby is amazing and recovered this post for me!
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She could sense the anger radiating off the woman like a strong stink; she was very, very unhappy with her. Something about this made Lillith feel some semblance of the emotion called happiness; how amazing it was that she could affect this complete stranger just by her simple nature; it made her feel very powerful. Therefore, she tried to refrain from grinning when Charm confirmed that she did not agree in the least bit with Lillith’s choice of a sacrifice; she wasn’t the only one. Panda had chided her when they had returned to the den site the evening of the Rast, and her frustration was what had helped Lillith decide it was time to move out. She hoped she would find a new place soon.

The mottled woman did not elaborate on why exactly she was displeased with Lillith, so the dark red woman let her statement hang in the air for a moment before replying, Oh? And why not, may I ask? She spoke as if they were talking about nothing more than the weather. How would this simple woman react if Lillith revealed that she craved the taste of wolven blood, that seeing the utter fear in one’s eyes before their life was snuffed out was the only thing that made her feel alive? It was something Lillith was sure Charm could never understand.


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Who would have thought stalking threads would help out so much!||WC:358


Charm would have been thrilled to know that he black and white female that Charm thought was an absolutely sexy and powerful women, had mildly scolded her child for bringing a dead wolf pup to the Rast. Yes, it was her own Rast, and yes, that was her way of showing Naniko the path that she wanted to take within the pack. However, really was the dead wolf pup, that looked like a little sleeping angel needed? Charm for one thought it was rude, and heartless and spoke very ill of her mother and father (more so her Mother, then father in Charm’s book)

After the Sawtooth lady was sure that horse was brushed out well enough, the Sawtooth female took the tack and headed into the barn and then seeing the red lady still standing there, Charm was sure that she was going to pick at the Sawtooth’s mind. She was once a mother, and had lost her children. The womb from the lost of that litter would never go away and what the young Trombetta child had done made those feelings of misery surface back up.

The female spun around looking at the child that pushed her, trying to rack her mind for what she was feeling and why she felt that way, she couldn’t take it anymore, tossing the red and cream child a hammer. The cat colored she wolf walked over to the destroyed fencing. The calico female walked over to the roll of chicken wire, and the small leather sack of nail. ”LOOKIT! If you’re going to pick at my mind, you’re going to work. You help me and I will answer one question. Right now it looks like you’re in dept to me of some manual labor!” Charm snapped. The lady walked over the misshaped and ripped fencing. Standing there, she looked to the child seeing if she would help her or if she was going to leave the whole matter where it was, and walk away. Charm was still scared about losing her temper, this had been one of the few times she had snapped at someone and she hated it.


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Lillith
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It seemed she had struck a nerve, as the calico colored woman spun around and actually raised her voice. But instead of backing away as any right minded individual mind, instead Lillith leaned forward, as if watching a show. Something about seeing the dead pup had really pushed a button with Charm, and there was only a short list of why this might be; the woman had most likely lost young loved ones of her own in the past, whether they be children or siblings or the like. Oh what a treat for Lillith! This woman could be her little toy now if she wanted.

The woman tossed her a hammer, but Lillith just stepped to the side and let the tool fall to the ground like a stone. Charm demanded she work on the broken fence she was now beside but instead Lillith sneered, I am not and will never be in debt to you or anyone. You offered to brush my horse and said nothing of payment and so you will receive none. She walked over to Charm then, towering over the woman. It was amazing the physical disparity between the two of them; Lillith a tall, thin rail and Charm a short, squat thing. Looked down upon her with contempt, How weak minded of you, not to see the beauty within my kill. You let your weakness blind you. I pity you. She nearly shook her head in disgust.

The red woman turned then and retrieved the items she had gathered that day, slinging them over both of her boney shoulders and made way for the door, but hesitated before exiting, I wonder what such a strong, beautiful woman such as Aeron sees in you… because I do not see much. And with that, her long legs carried her away from the stables.


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Manner was something that meant a lot to the Sawtooth lady, and the fact that this red and black child so willingly and so freely mouthed off to a lady that was older then her, by many upon many of moons. Yes, they were of equal ranks, and even had equal say so, in the ways the pack worked. The child went off about how Charm offered to groom her horse, which was no lie she had, and Charm did not mind it. Up until the female asked her about her deal with being upset with the gift she presented at her own Rast.

The calico lady did feel that if the lady was going to ask her questions that really didn’t matter to her, sure Charm would be the very first person in line that would stand up and state that what she brought to the Rast was sick and just uncalled for. The reasons why, was between her, Aeron, and the Pride child. Charm trusted and believed that between the three of them that they would not utter a single word about the horrors that she had went though before coming to these pack lands.

The calico lady was fuming, she would find a way to get even with the fox marked she wolf. Charm knew it would have to be with and evolving the horse. Now Charm didn’t want to mess with the horse, but if it meant that Lillth learned a little bit of manners when it came to talking to member of the pack that where older then her, then she would do just about anything. With a twisted smile, the female flung the hammer down, hitting it upon the pole as she laughed, after watching the child leave. Charm was starting to finally fit into the pack…Dark and twisted.

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