[AW] So this is it. I sold my soul for this?
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Aeron Ganesa
I'm the demon they call angel




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Aeron had moved into the caves a place she never really came to but she had to start being here more. There were many more members in Anathema now and changes all around Lilith had left Anathema to go where Aeron didn't know and didn't care but today would be the first time that her children would be shown infront of all the pack. She had kept them hoarded to her family and the select few.

Aeron smiled down at the two princes and the little princess. The three small children sat as nice as they could next to their mother Charm. Aeron knew it was a lot to ask the three young pups and even the newest addition to the strange family. Aeron had sent the crows off to call out across the pack lands that there was a meeting and all needed to come. Aeron also lifted her head and let out an echoing call.

The golden demon stood there waiting as members started to trickle in. Golden eyes watching them and watching her children. They were doing well so maybe there was hope for them yet. "Welcome my friends we have much to talk about today hurry hurry gather in sit or stand i care not. She spoke looking at them all.




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The boy sat awkwardly in the back as he arrived, unsure of why the canines of the pack had been called to this spot. He'd been dumped at the borders of the pack a few days prior and was still learning the most basic of pack rules and expectations. At first when he had heard the call he hadn't been sure if it was something he needed to come and see...but now that he had arrived he could sense that something important was going to happen. Others were gathered here as well. He only knew a handful of pack members so far, having stuck around Panda's den for the most part these last few days.

Vakarian looked around for the black and white canine, trying to spot her amongst the others. Once he did he'd approach her to see if he could sit with her; he didn't know what any of this was about, and was hoping for some insight. The puppy gave a sigh, not being able to spot her from his position. He'd keep his eyes out for her and keep quiet to himself until he found her. He just didn't feel at ease without Panda there; Aeron and her children had been the ones to find him at the border of the pack, but the Angela greatly intimidated him for some reason. It was likely her authority that made him feel that way, as nervous a pup as he was.

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His first meeting! Maxen was unsure whether to be excited or nervous. It was no big deal. It was just a meeting... back in the Clan he'd had meetings, but he had been too young at the time to remember much about them now aside from being bullied by his sisters and cousins to be at the back of the gathering, where he normally tried to sit by his father. He knew this would be different but he was still anxious about whether he would be welcomed to show up or not. Of course, Aeron had summoned the whole pack, which included him and his new slave, Luka. The coydog had claimed a very spacey den in the Howling Caverns, in the midst of the rest of the large "family" dens. He needed the room because he had two slaves and the two were lucky enough to have their own rooms inside the large den. He threw something at Leon's sleeping head to wake him up. "Meeting. Get your ass up and get going." He growled unkindly to the scarred brute, who only let out a quiet snarl at the brat before rubbing his hand as he stood. He would just follow Maxen to the meeting place.


Going to Luka's room, he chuffed at the much beefier Russian, offering him a friendly coy smirk. He liked Luka. It wasn't at all obvious by how different he treated the tall male by comparison of Leon. "There's a meeting, come on." He nodded, gesturing to the doorway and left, assuming the Russian would be quick to follow. He gingerly rubbed his cut up arm before placing a hand on his stabbed shoulder; he was still hurting badly, but the herbs Swentzle had given him were helping. He'd been given enough to last the week and he tried to make them stretch because he didn't want to run out and be in even more pain. "Come on, my ducklings," the boy chirped, grinning as he lead the two out of their den and to the area where the meeting would be held. He gave a friendly wave to Aeron and noticed only one other had arrived thus far. Aeron's puppies were up there by her, but once again Maxen pretty much ignored their presence. He automatically assumed they were spoiled little things, being the babies of the pack leader. Whatever. He had his own babies to spoil him~ He glanced happily to Leon and Luka; Leon scowled, finding a wall to lean up against away from Maxen and what would be the majority of the gathering.


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It wasn’t as bad as he’d expected. What he’d imagined a slave’s life would be was multiple people stuffed in a small tiny room smelling of decaying bodies and only a rabbit-sized meal for the whole lot. Instead, he had been given his own room. The people of this land surely were strange. The Sut was sitting in the corner of his room when the tricolored male strode in, announcing that the howls he heard earlier were a meeting and for Luka to come along. Oh. He was going to a pack meeting too? Once Maxen’s back was turned, he blinked his lavender eyes. Placing his arm on his knee while the other helped push him to his feet, the giant crouched down, leaning his head so he could properly fit within the tiny tunnels. Black ears, too, were lowered, but this in proper submission.

He glanced towards the other slave – Leon – whom seemed grumpy as always. No wonder, however, with the way Maxen appeared to be treating him. Waiting until both escaped into the main halls, Luka followed after hesitantly. Ears flinched at the sound of many bustling through the halls to reach the gathering area where the meeting would take place. Anxiety rising within him as the numbers were slowly taken in, his jaw was clenched, teeth desiring to bite into his tongue whilst his eyes darted across the crowd. There were too many here for his comfort. This was why he did not wish to join a pack. And yet, here he was. Gaze resting upon Maxen, he stayed nearby him, taking a seat and leaning his back on a wall not too far away.

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Charm Sawtooth,
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It might be a mistake
A mistake I'm makin'

But what you're giving I'm happy to be taking.


Aeron, her wonderful, lovely Aeron had taken the pups, just to give the Calico mother a short bit of time alone. It was not that she did not love her children, she just wanted a few hours alone, a few hours of just some alone adult time. Charm felt badly since she knew Aeron looking after the children and trying to do her leader duties could be hard. Nevertheless the children were getting bigger, and bigger and was surely getting sick of being told not to leave any farther then the clearly marked areas from around the house. Charm was slightly over protective, but maybe that was a better thing than not caring about the pups at all.


The Sawtooth lady heard her mate’s call, not through the winds, however it was by crow that the Angela, had sent the message though out the golden coyote's land that there was a pack meeting that all members needed to come to. Then no sooner had Charm stopped with the task at hand of cleaning up one empty shops, so that another shop keeper could move in. Charm heard the call of the golden leader. She chuckled shaking her head. Give it to Aeron to waste no time confirming that all the members needed to come, no matter what.

Moving to where the lady’s voice had come from, Charm slid into spot. Giving Aeron a soft, but lovingly nip on her cheek. Then lowering herself down near her children, giving an uneasy look to Aeron. She was not ready for the pups to be this far away from the house. Frankly she was not sure she was ready for them to be growing up any. She knew in her gut, that she knew Aeron would never place any of the children in danger. Her soft purple eyes looked up to the golden leader, she wanted to fight showing the children off, she wanted to scoop them up and take them back to the house. It was safe there.


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Cause no one's ever made me feel
The way I feel when I'm in your arms.

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You need to release what you're feeling inside...

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...Let out the beast that you're trying to hide

Malakai heard the call of his golden leader above all else and heard the certainty with which she called her pack members. There was a meeting and all Anathemans were required to attend. A slight snort left Kai as he wondered what the meeting could be about. There was a lot going on between Anathema and the other packs currently, in particular the trouble between the dark pack and Casa de Cavalieri. A low growl left the black male as he made his way towards Aeron's call as he thought of the rival pack, but smirked when he thought of the trouble he had caused for them. His way of irritating the pack had been to make his way through their females and it had been successful. There had been a little collatoral damage on the way but it was to be expected.

Kai worried if he was to be punished for the excessive trouble he had caused. After his brief encounter with Katya, Aeron's brother had ended up being injured as the female came looking for Kai. And then after he had taken Lola, her mate hadn't been too happy and a fight had broken out, leaving Kai with a few injuries. Perhaps Aeron was to demote him again. He hoped not. He had been a loyal member of Anathema, only doing what he thought was best for his pack and his Brothers and Sisters.

As the midnight brute approached, his feral eyes cast over the few that had arrived before him - Aeron herself, accompanied by the three young pups, which made Kai smile a little, watching their youthful bodies tussle as they amused themselves, he saw Charm by her side, he saw a young pup he hadn't seen before, and Aeron's brother who still carried a few injuries thanks to Katya. Kai sauntered in amongst the small crowd, glancing around briefly to notice the absence so far of Itzal and Axelle. No doubt the couple were huddled up somewhere together. His eyes settled upon Aeron and offered her a slow, respectful nod to his leader, ready to hear what the Angela had to say.



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In an unconscious state the Rakeeb slumbered, completely unaware of everything around him except for the imagery of his dreams. A call from none other than the Angela herself resonated off every single wall of his den and into his ears causing him to rise quickly from the furs in a startled fashion. As if he needed an alarm clock, he rubbed his eyes with a hand attempting to get rid of the drowsy feeling. Mido was slow at first to get moving, he could hear her starting the meeting with her introduction. Okay I’m up I swear it, I’m going. Like a shadow and without any sound he walked out of his den and directly into the gathering. He followed the perimeter the wall to a spot at the back of the room where he could see everyone and everything. The huskadore picked a place to watch the event that was directly across the room from the golden vixen who called them all together. He was sure she had seen him even though no one else would have noticed his stealthy entrance. He could only imagine that she was unimpressed with her subordinate’s tardiness, but at least he was there; hell at least he cared.

At the front of the room near the Angela and her mate were their newest children. She had two boys and a girl this time around. He was fortunate to at least hear about them but he hadn’t gone to meet them. The Rakeeb was sure one of them would grow up and come to lead the misfit pack in time. He liked to give the ex-assassin her space to be with her family and do whatever it was she needed to. It was the mutt’s mission to obey her and be of help to the pack. Whatever she so much as desired, he would oblige. Crossing his arms beneath his muscled chest an icy blue gaze watched for the rest to come as this event wasn’t optional. His eyes were particularly open in search of Elody.


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The red Secui's eyes shot open as the howl reached his ears. He sat up in his cave and stretched, somewhat annoyed at his awakening. He yawned and stood, his back popping from the awkward position he'd been sleeping in. He'd had only been called once before, for a mateship ceremony and this howl didn't sound the same, though it did hold importance. As he exited his den, he reached up and tapped his bear skull superstitiously before heading toward the direction of the meeting area. He mostly followed the scents of others until he came to the large room.

Not really knowing many in the room, the Secui moved over towards a familiar face, Maxen, who was standing near two wolves that were strange to him. The shorter one he assumed was Maxen's slave he had heard about, for there was no way the behemoth standing next to him was owned by the young wolf. He looked the tall wolf up and down quickly before moving next to Maxen. Now that he was still, he let his eyes wander up to the golden figure addressing them and the pups next to her. He hasn't seen the pups before, but he assumed they were of the Angela's, the way they sat next to her and her mate. He looked around as more came in. Maybe now I'll get to see how many I call Brother.
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OOC:Lots of unfamiliar faces.

The grey wolf was lounging beneath a tree in the park after a long day of boring normalcy when a crow flew overhead. Instead of instigating their weekly shenanigans, this crow seemed to be on a mission. Which would explain it's ceaseless noise, usually indicating an announcement or something. It annoying flew back and forth across Anathema, always sounding off in the precise moment he tried to ignore it. Finally, in defeat, he rose from his resting spot and jogged to the caverns to get away from the bird.Well, it's not like I can avoid these things anyway.

Upon entering the caverns, he took the straightest route to the Common Room, the room he visited the most besides the library. I wonder if some of the pack I don't know are here yet. He looked about the growing gathering, seeing old and new faces. Among the new was a pup, looking pitiful in the back of the room. There was also a strange male with scars on his face and a wound on his arm. As well as these new faces there was a wolf-dog that looked like he wanted to be somewhere else, and a wolf that seemed to be holding up the wall instead of leaning on it. Among the older faces he recognized were Charm, mate to Aeron and the first member to show Lukos kindness. There was also Malakai, a face he had not seen since his joining of Anathema, and also the first to address him. If memory served the grey wolf correct it was a rather hostile reception. And last but not least, there was Vexile, a rather new face that he helped move in, but one he knew.

But the mixture of old and new was the Angela, Aeron and three pups sitting next to Charm. Presumably the pups were Aeron and Charm's, do to their proximity to the Angela. Leaving the mystery of the summons rather obvious for the Angela to explain, he gave the couple short yet respectful nods and leaned on an unoccupied space of wall near the exit. What fun this will be.
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The call had came. Liam had been reading in a corner of the room he and his family shared. He carefully set down the blood stained bible before standing. His movement caught the attention of the ever present Safira. He glanced at the smaller, scarred woman, then looked around for his mate and pups. "Let's go," He remarked to whomever was listening. The woman in her Lupus form trotted just behind him, as if a pet to her master's heels. The relationship between the two was much like this, though it made Liam quite uncomfortable.

He lifted a hand to scratch idly at his scarred ear as he walked to where Aeron had called from. Multiple wolves were already assembled, and Liam chose a spot close to -but not forcing himself on- Charm, Deuce, and the rest of the grouping. It was interesting for him to know that both Charm and Deuce were relatives of his. Deuce his grandmother, Charm his great aunt, Lucifer's sister. Safira laid down behind Liam, out of sight of the strangers that surrounded her.

His scarred shadow out of sight, Liam's golden eyes began drifting around the group, seeking out familiar faces. Not many to be seen. He would need to spend more time with his pack mates, he supposed.


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It had been a while since Axelle had actually left their house. She had been busy getting everything organized, and the rest thrown out into a garbage pile to be burned, and then possibly turned into a fire pit after. Though after a few days of the same task, Axelle began to grow restless. So, instead of finishing up organizing the rooms, she decided to take a walk through the village.

She had only been here once, before she moved here. She remembered hanging out in the rusting, crumbling human playground, and finding herself being stalked by another of Anathema. That person was a newcomer at the time, and with being stalked by one of her own, Axelle felt extremely uncomfortable. Axelle smiled to herself as she passed the playground and remembered just how stupidly she was acting towards the other. Well, how stupid they were acting towards each other. She remembered that was around the time when Alaki was one of the leaders – when times were awkward. She knew Alaki didn’t exactly like her from the beginning, and when they belonged to the same pack it was even more awkward.

As Axelle wandered around the village, a raven fluttered out of the trees. At first she paid it no mind as birds were usual around here, but when it landed on her shoulder and chattered that there was a meeting in her ear, she took the bird a little more seriously. Axelle nodded and instantly moved toward the stables to get Couer. The little raven fluttered off of her shoulder and flew back towards the raven cove by the caves. The two-toned female burst through the doors in the stables and quickly gathered Couer. The Shire stallion hadn’t been doing anything but standing there looking bored anyway – and his face seemed to light up as she came in to let him out. He nickered softly and she rubbed his nose. Then she led him outside and mounted him – and they began their trip towards the caves.

Thackery Village wasn’t exactly that far from the mountains, but getting to the caves on horseback definitely shortened the trip some. Once the two approached the outside of the caves, Axelle dismounted him and let the horse wander outside of the cave system. She trusted he wouldn’t go anyway and plus he had all the grass he would ever need here. She patted his neck, and then ducked into the cave mouth and made her way down the hallway to the meeting room.

She found that many others had arrived before she did, and she looked over the many new faces as she made her way to a seat that was in closer proximity to the Angela. When she thought she met eyes with Aeron, she smiled and dipped her head to her slightly. Then she took a seat in the front, towards the side closer to where Charm and her pups had been stationed. She observed the budding Anathemans with softer eyes. They would grow up to be great additions to the pack someday.

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Swentzle had been in the pack lands only a few days when the call came. He wasn't sure what it was about, but he gathered Oki and made his way to the caves, setting her up on his shoulders and taking a spot in the back so that no one had to try and see over them--and so that he didn't draw any attention to himself; he had yet to meet the majority of his pack mates, and though he was to consider them family he still hovered uncertainly on the edge of the crowd.

It didn't seem like a serious meeting; three pups were sitting beside the Angela, so he assumed it was some kind of introduction ceremony. He flicked his gaze briefly away and saw the boy he'd treated, Maxen, closely followed by the Russian man he'd met on the shoreline. Swentzle looked at the gray wolf curiously, but didn't approach; he might after the meeting, as he was glad the male had seemingly joined his pack. And he wanted to check on the boy, as well; his wounds had been severe.
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Ayasha was still getting used to having Liam around. She was glad that he was back but after he had been gone for several months, it was rather odd to have him around. She certainly did not mind having him at night to cuddle with, and more. The pups also seemed to enjoy having their father back. Their family was whole again and she hoped that it would stay together for a long time. Granted, it would be difficult for Liam to go down south since Tal still hated him and after what happened to Gemma, she was pretty sure that AniWaya had reason to want him dead and Cercatori d'Arte likely wanted him dead even more.

She heard Aeron's howl and Liam headed off with Safira. "I'll be minute with the kids." She then waited for the kids to finish up what they were doing. It was still a bit odd for them to be able to shift. It showed that they were no longer little puppies any more. She also found it was funny that they were both slightly taller than she was. But she had long since given up on being tall. They headed to where Aeron was and stood next to Liam. She slipped an arm around his waist and then glanced around, grinning at everyone she knew, which was less than before. She would need to meet as many of these new members as she could.

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This was Rigby's first pack meeting and he was as nervous as it got. He didn't know very many pack members so he was hoping he could find the few he knew. As he approached the common room in his more formal attire which included a plain white long tee and a clean pair of blue jeans he let out a sigh. I wonder what this is about. Hope no one's in trouble. Nearing the entrance he noticed a lot of unfamiliar faces. Some more interesting than others. There was a strange wolf who looked like he just got the hell beat out of him and a wolf that seemed like he could bench press a boulder.

Among the crowd he noticed a well known face. It was Lukos, his "twin. He made a movement towards him and leaned against the wall next to him giving him a nod. Scanning the crowd again he saw Mido in the crowd. He threw Mido a smile and turned his attention back towards Aeron awaiting her news.
"You do have a plan, don't you?"
No, I have a thing. It's like a plan, but with more greatness.
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KOHAKU AMAROK

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Kohaku sat on the furs in his room, his long legs crossed as he carefully cleaned his new bracers. They were well worn, but it excellent shape. Aeron had been kind enough to give him his new outfit and his bracers and the young male was determined to take good care of his new equipment. His swords and daggers rested in their sheaths against the walls, already cleaned and sharpened. It was a project he had been working on for a few days and one that was just about complete. All that was left was to clean the actual robes and do some minor repairs on the garments.


As his hands ran over the polished metal a call to a meeting caught his attention. Red ears flicked as he listened, his head turning to get a better angle. Kohaku wasn't entirely used to pack life and the idea of a mandatory meeting had never occurred to him. What did Aeron want to say that would involve the entire pack? Placing his bracer down, Kohaku stood and walked outside, shifting down to his faster secui form as soon as he left the building. Shifting still took some time for him to do, but the speed at which he could travel made up for lost time.


By the time Kohaku had reached the caverns there was already a crowd of canines, most of whom Kohaku didn't know. He nodded as he passed Vexile and his green eyes scanned the crowd for Asuna and Lucias. Asuna had been infected with the virus and would soon be shifting, so Kohaku left her mostly alone so she could get used to her new body. He still remembered his first shift and the pain that came with it. Asuna would be useless to him until he could get her past that stage. Still, that didn't mean he'd allow her to miss the meeting. Then there was Lucias, his precious sister who had also had her first shift.


When his quick search was completed, Kohaku automatically moved to where Aeron and Charm were. He didn't even look at Charm, but he bowed his head to Aeron before trotted up to the wall nearest to her and settled down into a comfortable position as he panted softly.


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The call came at a good time. Itzal was sharpening his knives and blades, having noted that they were beginning to dull slightly. As the call was sent out, Itzal was just finishing up his sharpening. With a pleased smile he ran a finger along his last Sultan knife, feeling the sharpened metal that threatened to cut his finger with just a tiny bit more pressure. It had taken him a while to get them all done, but it had well been worth it. As he finished he looked up, hearing one of the crows above him calling out the Angela's message. He nodded to himself and stood, turning towards the caves. He wasn't that far away, and a run would do him some good. With a grin he sheathed the knife and started to run through the trees, towards the caves.
As Itzal arrived he noted that there were already many others gathered there. He must have heard the crows call later than he thought. It had probably passed by before when he had been sharpening but he hadn't heard it, he had been so focused on his blades. He took in everyone, his eyes taking in the faces around him, some familiar, a lot of them not so much. He noted Axelle and moved to sit by her, brushing his shoulder against hers as he did, before looking to his Angela and Charm to see why they had all been summoned.
He noted the pups, ones the he had not seen before. He knew that the pack had gotten some pups lately, so he wasn't that surprised. He still wondered if they had anything to do with the meeting, since he hadn't seen them at any other pack gatherings or even around really. Seeing the pups made him think of Axelle and him. After her father's death, they would be starting their own family. He was envious for a second, but then he hardened. The soon Tyko died, the soon his family could begin. And since that was the case, Tyko's time here was growing closer to its end. Itzal and Axelle would kill him. He would make sure of it.
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She had not shifted back up to her Optime form in a few days now. She had been working on making the newest addition to her family more comfortable, and that had involved most of her time being down on his level. Venom too had been taking to his secui form to make the child more comfortable, but with that form, the responsibilities of the two wiccans had been slightly neglected. Panda had not given Xander or any of her horses much attention (a lot of that attention was shifted to Vaki) and her morning rituals had become non-existent. She put a stop to this "laziness" today. She did her morning rituals, cleansing her home of angry spirits, of misplaced curses, of negative energy, and with that came an energy that made her just happy and energetic. Venom noticed this and joined in her morning rituals, and he too was energized by such practices. It was nice to be able to feel alive. It was not that she was not alive with her new son, it was just that he was so nervous, shy that he seemed to "suck" energy from her. Maybe it was because she worried for the pup when she was not around him(which in itself was a rarity). She then left Venom with the young boy while she cared for the horses, washing them down, brushing them, and even going on a short ride with Vitani. Soon she would introduce the young pup to the big horses, but she had even had to lock the angered Xanderlend away to make sure that he did not frighten the young pup unintentionally. It was just that the pup was so nervous that Panda was scared that the boy would have a heart attack or something if horses suddenly were thundering about. He was small, and young, Panda didn't think it was time for him to meet the horses yet. Panda would give him another week or so before that would happen.


When she returned to the Temple it was clear to her that Venom and Vakarian had already left the Temple. She hadn't heard the call because her ride had taken her out of the pack territory. It wasn't too much later that Serenade would finally find Panda and land on her shoulder and speak to her of the pack meeting. She was late! Panda cursed to herself before she ran into the temple and grabbed her cloak, staff, and her red beanie and then she ran out and remounted Vitani. She jabbed her heels into Vitani's side and the steed took off into a steady gallop. The ride was rough, but only because Vitani had not run these lands like she was doing now in some time now. Panda also took a different way to the entrances to the caves that was a rougher and less traveled path. It was quicker though, and Panda would ride this way more often. Once she got to the entrance, she dismounted Vitani and let her wander wherever she wanted to as she rushed towards the entrance. She fixed her cloak, and her beanie and she sighed once before she entered the cave system. She pushed a small smile on her face as she walked through the hallways with her staff tapping the ground every other step or so.


Venom had been waiting outside of the main cavern entrance, his eyes not on the pup rather waiting for Panda to show. When she showed up, he too was in his Optime form. She was slightly surprised that he shifted up too, but she figured that he was probably tired of being on four legs instead of two. She nodded to him as she approached and entered the cavern to see a large group around. Panda's smile widened. There were faces she did not know, which had been interesting to her, and she was excited to meet the new faces. Venom, who was less excited, moved in behind her. Panda's eyes skillfully moved through the crowd to find her adopted child, and once she did, she moved around until she found herself next to the pup and she bent down and quickly scooped him up in a protective arm. She smiled down at him and his reaction. "We go up here, next to the family, luffily.." purred the Malpas to the child as she then moved to sit next to Charm. As she moved her small trio of family along the room, she looked to the others, eyes contacting with others that she knew, and even some she didn't know, and she smiled at them all. She especially waited to lock eyes with Mido, and Aeron before she gave them each a small bow of her head. She took a seat next to Charm, and she let Vakarian sit upon her lap. Venom sat off to the side of Panda, less close than normal but still close enough to let others know that he was sort of...obligated to sit where he sat.


"You be a good boy and sit still, okay, Vaki?" the Malpas whispered to the boy that sat upon her lap. She held one hand on Vaki's back, reassuring him that she was there and everything would be okay, and she then looked over to her mate and leader, wondering why she had brought the pack together this peaceful evening.


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The Golden Leader's call was the first Lucias had ever heard, commanding all of Anathema to come to a meeting. The Sunder's child didn't like being told what to do, but she addressed the call as she should. Her eyes focused on the skies above as crows scattered and called out to Anathema. Lucias took a sudden interest in the flying creatures, wondering if they'd been told to do so. If so, it was something Lucias might want to look into. Could lesser creatures, such as crows, be taught to do such things? It interested her that the birds could be trained to be useful when normally they were nothing more than squawking, annoying, feathery beasts. Her ears pressed forward as she returned to her normal state of mind and began to make her way to where the rest of her pack awaited her.


When she arrived, there were many members who'd gotten there before her. She was eager to attend her first pack meeting. Attending was a valuable step in growing in rank. Lucias was interested to learn about Anathema to find the best way she could gain standing in the pack. Aside from fighting, rising in rank was her only other interest. That, and poisons, which she were starting to spark her curiosity. It was amazing how plants could be turned into deadly formulas, both slow and fast acting. Elody had proved to be a valuable first time teacher for the pup. But, she'd need to find an expert to teach her the rest.


Areon's voice was loud as she addressed the pack. Lucias stood tall as her 'family' surrounded her. She was young, independent, and determined. She was also confident that soon she would be respected by most of these wolves if she made it known that she was a strong force. A smirk formed on her lips as she looked out over her brothers and sisters, waiting for the Angela to speak.



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Large ears perked as the summoning call was heard through the caverns calling forth the loyal members of the pack. The coyote made a promise that her arrival would be on time, but lately her den seemed to suppress that hope. Reve had been scurrying around her den, knocking over the precious jars of special herbs and concoctions, and as hopeless as it was, the Lykoi girl didn't desire anything but to be there and clean up the bloody mess. Her den reeked of spices, some sharper than others in high quantities. Ellie felt like sobbing. Really it was too much. She couldn't explain her pet's strange behavior, firmly scooping up the fat creature in skinny arms, and walking dejectedly towards the source of the call. She rumbled her annoyance to the silly creature, who in turn nibbled on her arm.

Ellie was aware that she smelled so strongly of marijuana as well as other natural scent-inhibiting herbs. It was all the raccoon's fault. It was that one thread of sentimental rope that held her to the masked creature. Immediately upon entering the room filled with fellow Anathemans, the Lykoi's nerves spiked. Frantically, bright eyes searched for Mido, finding him in the shadows not far away. Ellie assumed he was not really the one to direct whatever gathering this was. Trying to catch his eye, the short coyote skipped her way through the crowd, finding herself at his side. With her hands full, Elody prodded him in the elbow with the tip of her nose; giving a bright, beaming grin. "Do I smell bad?" Ellie questioned honestly, not wanting the Angela to be offended by her drug aroma. Since late enough to miss the introduction, the coppery hybrid leaned in and whispered, "What's going on?"
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Four days. It had been four days that she’d spent in her new bout of servitude, and they had been strange. The day she’d come to the border with Kohaku had been both terrifying and confusing. The beasts stood mostly on two legs, except for the demon child Lucias, but they did not try to harm her. Kohaku was strict with her that day and Aeron hadn’t paid much attention to her other than to cut her paw. She remembered yelping at the cut, but falling silent soon after as the Angela cut herself as well and pressed the two wounds together.

Since then Kohaku had basically left her alone. This confused her even more. Deimen had been a constant presence breathing down her neck but Kohaku, who had captured her so mercilessly and brought her here, seemed not to want anything to do with her. Jhiqui couldn’t know about the change about to take place, that being the reason her prince was leaving her be, she just assumed he was young and didn’t know how to handle a slave. That was fine for her, she might be able to get away with more than she had with Deimen.

The slave was resting her weary body, still tired from her long and stressful journey, when the call to meeting came to her ears. Her head lifted, rust-coloured ears perking to collect the sound. She’d grown up in a pack and could tell from the tone, even if it was Luperci, that all were to attend. If her master had to listen to the female who was howling, then Jhiqui certainly had to obey her as well. Quietly she stood and trotted in the direction of the call, coming into a clearing to find herself surrounded by this new pack.

Jhiqui kept her head low, even when Kohaku arrived, and focused her gaze on the paws of her pack mates.



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Aeron watched as her friends and family gathered around her. She did not enjoy war or the thought of anyone getting hurt but it was a real possibility. She watched as Mido came in but moved to the back ofs the group. she frowned giving him a look. He was a leader and he belonged up here. She huffed as she looked to her children and mates. "Its wonderful to see everyone here She spoke watching all of them.

There is much for us to talk about. Lets start with some good news She stated looking to Axelle and her children, and family. Axelle has worked hard and has been promoted to Azazel, our warrior based council rank next to our Malpas Panda Aeron was very proud of Axelle and saw her being a great asset to the pack. Next New Dawn is officially our enemy. Any new dawn members seen near or at Anathema borders they are to be chased off. She spoke her tone changing. Casa members are also to be chased off our land. We are going to work towards sorting things out. Until then Axelle is going to help train the warriors to defend the borders. She spoke looking to everyone.

Aeron looked at Kohaku and smiled at the boy. He was going to be a good aid in finding out more about The packs with distance from them along with so much more. She looked to her children waving a hand to get them to move closer to her. Lastly my children, these children are helping to bond us to a neighbor and one we once had problems with. An Inferni member there fathered these children for my mate and I before we added to our family. She spoke smiling to Panda then Venom. Kentaro Lykoi, Toshiro Ganesa, and Isolde Sawtooth, lastly Vakarian he was a child found at the borders and has been taken in by my family. He is to be treated like you would treat any of my children. she beamed with Pride watching her children sitting there looking at their mother. Does anyone have any concerns or Question's I know we have a lot of new members




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Maxen didn't really want to be here. Aeron had done little to help when he was first attacked-- was she even aware of the last attack by yet another member of Casa di Cavalieri? She probably didn't care. She was up there beaming at her children. He sighed jealously; she was the closest thing he had to a mother figure and she had her own children to love. She didn't need to give a shit about him and likely could care less. Huffing, he turned and looked for Luka who had sat himself at a wall nearby; Leon was off to his side. Maxen moved over to the large Russian and promptly sat down on his lap, uncaring to whether his new slave would like it. He would deal with it. He made himself comfortable upon Luka's lap, grabbing the male's wrists to force him to wrap his arms around Max's torso because he wanted a hug and this would be as close to a hug as he'd get.


More people filtered in and the coydog didn't pay them any attention. Soon Aeron began to speak; New Dawn and Casa di Cavalieri members were enemies and any found at the borders should be chased off. That should be fun. He now had reason to be aggressive during his border patrol should someone come up to him again. Then she talked about her kids. He stopped listening; blah blah kids blah blah pack relations blah blah, whatever. He rolled his eyes, turning his narrow muzzle down to his lap as he continued to grip Luka's wrists; he wasn't holding them hard, but strong enough to keep hem in place and let Luka know to not fight it. This meeting didn't seem to have any point. So someone got promoted, woo-hoo. So Aeron had babies. Woop-te-doo. It seemed like a waste of everyone's time to come and listen to her talk about nothing. She then asked if anyone had concerns or questions and he considered staying quiet, but his wounds begged to differ.


"I was attacked by another Casa member. What are we going to do about them aside from run them away from our borders?" The boy turned his cold golden eyes up and over to Aeron, looking very expectant for a good answer. She better not bullshit him again. "The woman nearly killed me. Something needs to be done now, Aeron. Sebastian still hasn't come. We need to show them we aren't going to let them attack our members." Our members meaning him. If nothing was done he would assume nobody in the pack cared that he kept getting attacked for no reason. And he didn't like that idea; he clutched Luka's wrists tighter as his stomach knotted itself unpleasantly at the idea of not having a single soul care about what happened to him. "This can't keep happening. It's the second time I've been attacked. Next time they'll kill me." He couldn't leave the pack lands for fear of his own life; he couldn't even be in the pack lands without worrying a Casa member had come in and was skulking around.

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Once seated, Luka glanced towards the woman who had called them all together. It was evident she wasn’t Mido. She must be the ‘Top Dog’ around here then. Or least the one who announced information to the Anathemians. He drew in a nervous breath, watching as gradually the already small room was filling up with strange faces. It was as if all wore a mask, he couldn’t see their true face nor did he know if they were going to leave him alone. The Russian may be the personal slave to someone, but… he was still a ‘slave’. The Abdiel kept still, seated along an odd wall. If he stood, certainly the giant would attract attention, thus it was his best bet to remain as he was. His black ears were tucked back and he had left his cloak in his room.

Lavender eyes blinked in abrupt surprise when his vision was blocked momentarily. The ‘Prince’ sat down onto his lap. Did that make him his throne? Hah. A mixture of relief – as he was a face recognized – and panic overwhelmed him. He didn’t know which feeling was stronger. Someone touching him, or the relief that no one else would bother him with Maxen as he was. His wrists were grabbed by the tricolored male; the Mikhailov remained silent, though the hairs upon the back of his neck arose behind his long, black hair. The ‘Prince’ wrapped the Abdiel’s arms around him… in a make-shift hug. Well. This was awkward. No, awkward wasn’t even half of it.

He slouched his shoulders, attempting to adjust himself so he could hide behind the tiny lad whom was content to sit upon his lap. He, however, automatically froze when the boss-lady began speaking. She spoke aloud names and ranks he didn’t know. And then announced dire news. Anathema had enemies. It wasn’t surprising to hear if most in the pack were alike the ‘Prince’. The golden coyote-dog spoke the rivals names, addressing that should either come to the pack, they are to be chased. ‘New Dawn’ and ‘Casa’ were words he would remember.

The woman went on to introduce her children to the pack, a sigh of relief escaping his jaws as it appeared the meeting would soon be over… and thus Maxen would be off from his lap. But alas, the Leader went on to ask if anyone had any questions or concerns and the ‘Prince’ just had to say something. Of course. Of course. His heart began to hammer at a faster rate, the Russian held his breath. The entire room must be staring at them now. He clenched his jaws, hands trembling lightly.

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Swentzle remained calm and silent in the shadowed corner he'd chosen as the Angela made her announcements, telling them first of the promotions and new members of her family--good news indeed, he thought, feeling Oki's hands tighten in his hair. There were pups in the pack; that was always good news, and Swentzle appreciated such a good omen--particularly after she began speaking of their enemies. New Dawn and some pack called Casa; he would do well to remember the names, though he had no scent to go off of. Perhaps some research was needed--a short expedition to find out what he needed to know, from pack mates or loners; he didn't care which. His blue eyes followed the Angela's movements as she went on to ask after questions--and then snapped to Maxen, who spoke out about the attack--the second attack, which Swentzle hadn't known--against him.

He turned away with a little frown, worried not only for the boy he'd treated not days earlier but for his own pup, and those who were younger in the pack. He resolved to put his small family to good use, though he spoke not a word at the meeting. He would explore the pack lands now, perhaps get together with another of it's members and discover where, exactly, the protection was needed the most; he was certain none of their enemies would expect Fovea to patrol the borders, and she was as fierce as a warrior, herself. Perhaps he would speak with Axelle, then, should she have time for him.

And he was quite willing to fight, himself; though healing was his nature, he knew how to protect his home, and he would gladly do it here, as well, despite being almost unknown to these people. Swentzle would do his part, and become recognized among the other members as someone they could rely on, just as he'd been back home.
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(357) Maxen interests Axelle O.o


Axelle had been quiet for the majority of the meeting while everyone else shuffled in. When Itzal came to sit by her, she turned and nuzzled him, but then refocused on Aeron. When her promotion was acknowledged, she smiled and looked out toward the crowd of new and old Anathemans. She saw the curious faces of those looking back at her and remembered when she was like them once – new, at a low rank – and with a lot of hard work and dedication, she began climbing the ladder.

When the question about their borders was brought up, Axelle tuned in to the conversation even if it was directed to Aeron. With Axelle’s new position, she had her say in this as well – she believed. Before Aeron could answer him, Axelle piped up, excusing herself. ”If you don’t mind me speaking, Angela, I think I have an answer for this – I want to say that if there is another attack, the wolves that I train and guide (as well as others)…” She looked out towards the rest of the pack in a way to invite others for training as well. It wasn’t just for the warriors of the pack. ”…will know that if attacked, attack back. If there are foreigners coming to our borders and attacking our members, we have no choice but to defend our own. And then, yes, drive them away. No killing unless it’s unavoidable.” Then Axelle silenced and let Aeron do the rest of the speaking. She dipped her head, looking at the Angela, before quieting down and sitting back. She gave her hand to Itzal, placing it in his lap, touching his hands in the process. She eyed him briefly with a smile, but then focused back on the meeting.

Her mind wandered as she watched Maxen and Aeron speak. She didn’t know why Maxen hadn’t become a warrior – he would be a damn good one. He had the attitude for it, as well as the intelligence needed. Maybe she would have a talk with him – get him to join her side. Leave his rank for those less qualified for the warrior ranks.

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412 He made him angry. (8.

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Mido caught the eye contact from Aeron, and took notice of the slight frown on her face that was directed at him. Rummaging his mind for an answer he struggled with the thought till it dawned on him. He was a leader and should probably be somewhere at least near her. This meeting wasn’t about him though and it wasn’t like he meant anything by it. His spot against the wall was just where he found himself after being woken up, still kind of groggy in all honesty. He might have made her look bad. It wasn’t long before the woman who stole his interest was present to the gathering. She poked him with her nose. Her smile itself summoned one of its own to his lips. The Dasa’s question forced him to take a second glance at her and cock his head to the side. What? Bringing his nose to her hair he breathed in her scent. She smelt of marijuana and several things he couldn’t identify. It’s an interesting smell, but definitely not bad though. He spoke into her ear, his voice only loud enough for her to hear. No one was paying attention to them, and even if they were he wouldn’t care. Who would dare say anything to the Rakeeb, other than the Angela.

In the Lykoi’s hands was a feisty creature that Mido recognized, a raccoon. Difference was this one he probably couldn’t eat. Aeron’s keeping everybody updated, on promotions and other things going on. Things like other packs showing up to their borders and pitching a fit about their way of life. The golden vixen had spoken, she warned them that tensions had risen with New Dawn, this too included Casa Di Cavalieri. Members from both packs were to be chased away if they so much as showed up on their borders again. Maxen was quick to speak to their alpha in a tone that was completely unacceptable, even by his ‘easy going’ standards. His attitude was so sniveling and stuck up, angering the huskadore even more. Shut your mouth! The Rakeeb’s voice tore through the crowd and landed fully on the Abigor. If you hadn’t been so weak, or planned better that wouldn’t have happened. He pointed out the obvious. At least he wouldn’t have gotten his ass kicked. Axelle however was much nicer to him than the mix was. The Azazel explained she would be taking the warriors under her wing and training them.

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Her eyes turned from Aeron to the crowd as she waited for the Angela to conduct the meeting. There were very many unfamiliar faces, and a few that she had met before, the newest among the familiar ones would be the male who sat upon another male's lap. Maxen Ganesa, a male who had just come into his adult phase of life. When they had met, Panda hadn't known that the male was so young, and so, how do you say? ....Outspoken. He wasn't a hunter though, Panda knew that from when they had gone on a hunt with the male. It seemed as if he would pretend to know what to do, but he really had no tact, or skill for it. It made Panda wonder, what exactly did Maxen do for the first half of his life? Sit around and do nothing? It seemed like it. The female's tail flicked as her attention was brought to the Angela at the sound of her voice. She announced that Axelle was joining her in the council ranks. She was the very lead warrior of the pack. Panda could only hope that Aeron had picked the right person for the job. She glanced to Axelle and nodded her head to the mismatched woman and then she glanced to her guard that would more than likely be joining the woman on her patrols, or at least be helping with the training.


Aeron announced the children, and she didn't forget to add in little Vakarian, in which the woman held in her lap. She pet the child as if he was a feline, or a pet of hers, and she smiled down at him. You hear that? You are a prince, just like our little princes and princess over there. purred the Malpas before Aeron had asked for questions and concerns. Maxen blurted out, which was almost half-expected by the Malpas. She chuckled audibly at his words, mainly because he was being very selfish in his words, and it seemed that his words brought the new council member to attention. She spoke directly to the members of the pack, and Panda's chocolate gaze was pinned on Maxen. Mido's words tore through the air, and this too made Panda chuckle lightly. Her eyes moved to Mido and she held a pink padded hand up. She did not hold rank over him, but the grumpy male didn't realize that Aeron had asked Maxen to speak really. Mido, let the boy speak. He obviously thinks he knows a better way to care for such a situation. and with this sentence her gaze turned from the Rakeeb to the Zepar who knew not of how to bring down a simple stag, doe, or even fawn properly, or at all really. Like Panda had thought before, this boy had little tact. Even in the way he spoke. His tactlessness made her chuckle and giggle. So this was the Angela's little brother, eh?


Her gaze turned slightly cold as she looked at the Zepar straight in the eyes that matched their leader's. No, Maxen? Have nothing to suggest? I do. Specifically to you, actually. Maybe, just maybe if you learned how to, I don't know, maybe not wag your tongue as if is was a common whore? Or maybe, if you don't want to hold your tongue, then perhaps you could do what Axelle suggested. Perhaps you could train under her so that not only will you not be bored enough to pick fights and instead of get all beat up like you are now, maybe you could win a few and chase off the attackers who have attacked you. "Next time", instead of them killing you? You will be ready for them. That's sounds a lot better than them killing you doesn't it? Oh yes, that does sound do much better, don'tcha agree? Like I said, you should train under Axelle. She knows what she's doing and can help. the words dropped from her maw, this would be the first time he would hear her voice really because last time, she did not speak to either him nor Venom. Her words were cold, as was the smile that plastered itself upon her face. She really thought that this was funny, his little outburst.


Or do you expect one of us to follow you around like your mother and protect you? Is that what you please, boy? asked the female as she stared him down, her hands motioned to herself, Axelle, Aeron, and then to Mido. The look on her face was half amused, and half annoyed, stuck right in the middle of the two. I'd hate to be the one to tell you this, but it's time for you to stick up for yourself, Maxen. Axelle will be happy to help you, and whoever else has such concerns that are related to ones that Maxen has brought to our attention. Now that we have gotten that out of the way, I'm sure Aeron and the rest of the council would like to hear other questions, and concerns. she spoke to the male at first and then her gaze flickered to the other faces of Anathema, her smile brightening, and her eyes becoming warm again. She hadn't meant to get as 'offensive' as she probably had come off as, but she had met the boy before, and she had an opinion of him that was not really all that more of a "spoiled self-proclaimed prince" and she felt as if he needed things to be bluntly explained to him. Given her rank, (and the fact that the ones who were ranked above her had spoken) she felt as if she was allowed to speak to the male like this, even with an audience as big as the crowd that had gathered. How would it look for the council to let the Zepar speak such brash words to them without some sort of defense? They would look weak, and Panda was anything but that. She was even a bitch before she was a weakling. Hell, she probably could take on Maxen and win if he was letting women beat him up at the borders.


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You need to release what you're feeling inside...

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...Let out the beast that you're trying to hide

Malakai was usually one to keep his head down in pack meetings such as this one, not wanting to bring attention to himself and the numerous evil deeds he had done, not wanting to incur Aeron's wrath any further than was necessary. But as Maxen spoke p of being attacked, a pang of giult flared within the black male's chest and his muscles all tensed. It was because of him that Maxen had been attacked by the Cavalieri female - she had come to the borders, looking for Kai but at Max's refusal to help, she had attaked him. Now, Max brought up this issue, and as Kai glanced around, Mido and Panda both seemed to spit such toxic words in the Ganesa males direction that suddenly, Kai could keep silent no longer. His feral eyes angled towards his Angela, the only one he truly showed submission and utter respect to, offering her a silent, slow nod as if requesting permission to speak. The black Anatheman slowly moved towards Maxen, hoping that his presence would offer some show of support and comfort now, just as it had done after Katya's vicious attack, coming to rest alongside the pup.

"Are we not Brothers and Sisters here?" His gaze cast over towards Mido, offering a light nod of respect for his rank and position, before doing the same to Panda. "Is Maxen not as much a part of our pack as any of us? He has been attacked twice by the same pack, once out of Anathema lands and once while within the supposed safety of our borders. The second attack was my fault. The Cavalieri female came looking for me with news that she was pregnant with my pups and wanted my presence. When Maxen refused to give her any help, she crossed our borders and attacked him." Malakai continued to cast his gaze across the pack towards the healer who had helped Maxen that day. "His wounds were tended to by a talented healer, a newcomer to our pack." Once more, Malakai looked over to Mido and Panda, those who seemed so keen to belittle the Ganesa boy. "While Maxen's attitude perhaps doesn't help at times and may provoke a fight which he is sadly unequipped for, he is still an Anatheman." Remaining alongside the boy, Kai's protective presence offered sympathy for him. "Would your attitude be the same if it were another who was so viciously attacked upon our own land? What if the victim had been Charm? Or one of the Princes? Would you still be as quick to belittle and berate then? Maxen needs training and to still his tongue, it is true, but he also has the right to feel safe upon Anathema land. We all do, no matter if he taunted his attacker with a few angry words. We are all surely guilty of such a crime."

Kai's eyes returned to Aeron and once more bowed his head, showing his respect. He wasn't trying to disrespect Panda or Mido, but the fact that both were blaming Maxen for the injuries he had sustained so viciously got to him somewhat.



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Vakarian was more than excited to see Panda when she came in, having lost track of Venom. He really liked being around both of them, but Panda had been there the first day he had been found and he knew he shouldn't...but he liked her just a little bit more than some of the others who he called parents. She just seemed to have some sort of a way with him; she gave off a calm and assertive energy that the pup responded well to. It often lulled him to sleep or calmed him down when he began to feel out of control. He was starting to feel that way now a little, yapping a bit as his tail wagged. He was so happy to see her! Joy was alight on the youngster's face as she picked him up and put him on her lap, where he'd sit for the remainder of the meeting. He felt so special to be able to sit on her lap. Shia'ala had barely touched him except to feed him or beat him...and he was slowly getting used to being touched and being handled more often. He had been meeting pack members as well, and had come across quite a few so far!

To see all of them at once was a bit intimidating, though, and the puppy kept shyly to Panda's lap. Others sat down nearby and the meeting began. Much of it was over his head, said in a way that a long time pack member or adult might understand but that the pup could not quite process. Fighting? Border? He knew a little bit about those things, but not much. He would learn in time, though, as he grew and experienced more. Aeron-Momma stood at the front, and he watched her speak with admiration. She was the one who'd accepted him into the pack and had made him one with Panda and her. She had opened the doors to his adoption by Panda as well, and so far he really liked her too. She named him as one of the pack children, of her children, and he shied back for a moment, trying to hide his face in case anyone looked his way. After Panda spoke he unhid his head, looking up at her with his bright eyes. "Wuts a prince?" He asked curiously, unsure of whether that label was a good or bad one.

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Aeron Ganesa
I'm the demon they call angel




Aeron crossed her arms as she waited to hear who would speak first. She looked at Maxen her hot headed brother was the first to speak. She looked at him with hard golden eyes as he spoke. She had not heard of the second attack on him. Why had this not been reported to her. She didn't had a chance to speak before Axelle stepped in. Aeron nodded this was a good chance for Axelle to show Aeron that she had chosen right. Aeron was proud Axelle was level headed and wanted to resolve this without real conflict.

Aeron was about to speak when Mido snapped followed by Panda. She looked at her mate who in the last few weeks barely spoken. Aeron sighed listening. this was not helpful this was not a way to deal with the threat that came their way. She felt like this about Maxen at times that the boy needed to learn when to speak and how to speak. He also needed training, he talked big but his true ability to back it up lacked. She was not surpirsed the Panda spoke out though.

What did shock her was Malakai. She looked at him, so this was all to do with Malakai yet again. She waited for him to finish as she lifted her hand. She took a deep breath, "Now first of all I have not heard of this attack. So for me to do anything well thats impossible. She spoke as her tone carried strong. Axelle is right though War is not a good option, Where many of you have rough pasts and some blood, Casa Di Cavalieri has highly trained warriors. They would squash us. This is not a good option for us. She spoke. Now Theres two problems I see here. One Maxen was attacked on our soil. Two Maxen attacked a woman pregnant with pups of one of ours. She spoke. Malakai I believe I did not make these accusations do not attack my family. Since Maxen is my brother I in fact treat him as I treat the rest of my family. If this had happened to Charm or anyone else I'd react the same way. The part that is worse is you brought this to us. I gave oreders to confront Cass about them attacking Maxen and to show all of Casa that we are not to be messed with. I don't remember saying mess with their women. She snapped looking at him.

So now the plan is to work to stop these attacks, and to sort out the damage that has been done. Everyone has a right to feel same inside of Anathema. She spoke looking to all of them.






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