[DND] [M] Doesn't it feel like our time is running out?
Skana!
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A strange creature stepped through the forests of Black River Reserve. She was tall, standing at thirty-three inches at the shoulder but didn't look like she weighed much. Her frame barely had an muscle on it and the fur that had grown didn't provide much. Her legs were long, boosting her up. The female was silver-furred with a darker grey saddle that was flecked with black. Her ruff was colored black and a large fox-like tail dragged on the ground. She carried a satchel that carried her clothes and she held one of her hind legs off the ground. Mismatched forest orbs looked out from the winter background, a broken look embedded in them.

It was cold and Avinalora needed to get somewhere fast and she needed her satchel. Her tiny Lupus form couldn't hold her satchel so she had to go with her Secui form. She wasn't the biggest fan of the halfling form, but she recognized its usefulness and knew that she should use it for things such as this.

The vixen was also simply wandering, it was an action she randomly did. Perhaps it was because she might discover what had happened to her lost pack mates. Maybe it was because she could find Fate and make him give them back, or Fate could take her away. The remembrance of Midnight Shores was like someone stabbing her heart. The jackal mutt was broken, shattered after everything. She had thought that Midnight Shores would last forever, that it would always be there. It was her rock, she always came back to her home. But she hadn't spent much time there, something that she couldn't forgive herself for. The raven-haired girl should have spent more time with her pack mates, she should have done more to help out. Instead, she had wandered away and look what happened. Maybe if she had spent more time with her pack mates, she could have found them, knowing their scent.

And then a low snarl yanked the silver maiden from her thoughts. A massive wolf in Lupus form stalked towards her, easily half a foot taller than the Secui. From scent, she could tell that it was a male wolf, a loner. The blur she could see was dark brown and as he stalked closer to her, she could discern two yellow orbs.

"Anathemans are not welcomed!" The wolf growled, every word laced with anger and hate. The Zepar knew that the scents of her new pack were starting to thread with her smell. The stranger must really hate her pack, but why? She didn't know why he felt anger towards her.

"But I bear no ill will or harm towards you. I'm just looking for herbs." The monochrome fox said and the male snarled even louder, his eyes brimming with hatred. He took one step towards her and she instinctively took a step back. The male was bigger than her and posed more of a thread to her.

"LIES!" The man bellowed and threw himself at the skinny halfling, and on impulse, she dodged out of the way. She considered not fighting at letting him kill her. Perhaps he would drain the guilt from her blood and set her sad, shattered soul. The wolf could easily kill her, and she didn't care anymore. She was already broken, at that couldn't be fixed. But then the healer remembered who she had to live for. Adrian would probably break it she died, they had only known each other for only four months since they had not known that they were half-sisters. The fox kits needed her, too since Jarix had left. And what if the European jackal had returned and found his adopted sister dead?

These thoughts spurred the hybrid to fight. She shrugged off her satchel and then let out a loud howl, calling for help just as her opponent sprung at her, tackling her down. She had no combat training but struggled to remember fights she had seen before. What did the fighters do. And then she let instinct take the wheel. She was pinned on her back but she then kicked with her good leg, her strongest appendage since she only had one working hind leg. The moon-washed medic heard an oof as she connected with something that was soft, yet hard. She felt claws dig into her shoulder and she saw him lunge for her neck. The monochrome fox braced her hand-paws against his neck, calling upon every single muscle in her body to help her keep his teeth away from her neck.

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SKANA CREO
If I showed you my flaws, if I couldn't be strong
Lupus | Fore-dated: December 30th | Black River Reserve
Watch out, Skana!Freight Train comin’ through xD


Feel free to make the fight continue or for Avinalora to have gotten some more injuries before Skana showed up<33
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It’d taken a bit of getting used to, sleeping in a new place that smelt so different from what she’d grown accustomed to over the past year. Her family had settled in well enough though, and the children had plenty of others around their age for once. In time, she hoped they were able to make friends with their new packmates. As for her husband and brother, only time would tell how well they acclimated to the change in environment and culture.


With her children off exploring the grounds and the two grown men in her life being busy trying to socialize, Skana had decided to do a bit of exploring on her own. What had stared out as a routine patrol though quickly ended up with the she-wolf wandering beyond the pack’s borders though. It had been so long since she’d been able to do just that, to walk the earth as she so pleased without having to take a ferry or boat across a watery expanse first. It felt nice, as much as she may have enjoyed her home on the Shores, she had always been a land-lover at heart.


The exploration led her southeast and into the Black River Reserve. The snowdrifts had become deep in some areas, but, with her broad chest and longer legs, the she-wolf was able to traverse the land easily enough. Open grounds eventually lead into forested terrain, and the snow lessened the further into the woods she traveled.


She sniffed about for the sake of seeing what had gone through the area, expecting to find prey animals, perhaps a Loner here or there, but, surprisingly…there was something else that had wandered through the area recently. Her brows furrowed as she took a few more eager sniffs, pawing at the ground in hopes that more of the scent might waft up into her nostrils.


It smelt like Anathema, but why would any of them be so far north? She took a few more sniffs, curious to see if she might have known the individual…


Jackal, herbs… Avinalora?


Her ears pricked as a high-pitched, jackal cry for help echoed out into the winter air. In an instant, her paws were in motion. A protective wave coursed through her body as the she-wolf thundered towards the source of the howl. She knew Avinalora to have had quite a few disabilities, and if she were calling for help, it could only mean trouble. Even though they weren’t bound together by pack anymore, they had still been comrades, and Skana protected her own.


Sounds of a fight caused her to pick up her pace, and it wasn’t long before she found what she was looking for. The sight of a large, darkly furred male pinning down the familiar, monochrome figure of her once-packmate caused a vicious snarl to rip from Skana’s maw. Even in Secui, she knew the small healer wouldn’t have stood a chance against a larger, more powerful opponent with her crippled leg and bad eyesight.


Skana sped forward, plowing into the male with her chest with a force that sent both wolves tumbling in a flurry of bared teeth, snaps, and snarls in the snow. There was a yelp from the male from the sudden contact, but once he realized he was the source of another’s aggression, he fought back.


White powder was sent flying as the two titans wrestled for dominance.


The two wolves were nearly equal in size, but having been caught off guard by the third player in the fight, the male was on the defensive. Skana was relentless in her assault, snapping and biting at whatever loose piece of skin she could find. She would make sure the Loner thought twice before attacking Avinalora again.


Eventually, Skana managed to grab a good mouthful of the dark one’s flesh, and she tossed him away from her. The male tumbled a few feet into the loose snow, but was able to regain his footing easily enough. His yellow gaze snapped onto the two women, his lips curling to reveal his aged teeth.


The Creo showed her own fangs in challenge, even going so far as to lift her tail high in authority. She stepped forward, making sure her larger form was placed in-between the male and the jackal.


“Back. Off.”


That creature is not worth protecting,” the dark one spat.


“She is to me.”


“You throw your strength away to protect a monster!” He argued. “Everyone knows Anathema destroyed a whole pack out of greed!” The male began to pace suddenly, as if trying to figure out a way around the silver she-wolf. “Killed! Murdered! The world would be better off if there was one less evil in it!”


Skana snapped at the male when he moved too far, causing him to instinctively shrink back to avoid being caught in her jaws. “Then come at me if you feel so strongly,” she growled threateningly, her glacier gaze like ice upon the male. “If you’re going to attack someone, at least know who the real perpetrators are!”


Avinalora was no killer. She hadn’t fought New Dawn or been forced to commit heinous crimes for the Dark King. The jackal had been labeled guilty by association though, and Skana would not stand for it. Anathema had turned a new leaf, and the male before them had misjudged the monochrome female for deeds of a previous era.





Tell me honestly, would you still love me the same?
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Avinalora suddenly had an idea as she braced her hand paws against her opponent. The jackal medic didn't have fighting skills but she did have logic and instinct. In one fluid motion, the silver belle's claws slashed the man's cheek, leaving scarlet lifeblood flowing from the wound. She felt the claws dig more harshly into her shoulder. And then, without thinking, the fox maiden's claws slashed at his nose and then the talons in her shoulder ceased. Crimson drops dripped onto her fur, staining it red.

And then a blur slammed into the silver she-jackal's attacker like a freight train, knocking him off of her. She got up shakily and then a familiar smell filled the jackal mutt's nose. Midnight Shores, Sapient, wolf, and herbs. A scent she knew well. Skana Creo. The wolf woman fought bravely as she was confronted with an opponent bigger than she. Blood sprayed onto the snow as they fought. The Creo seemed like she was winning as she threw the loner away.

The skinny Secui stood like a newborn fawn, her mind still trying to get a grip on what was going on. Her quick thinking mind wasn't working like it used to. There was no more quick response time left now. The Anatheman healer had used it up. She watched in silence as they fought, looking like a deer in the headlights, her leggy appearance enforcing such. Red blood dripped from the wound on her shoulder and the snowy female stood there in silence.

The tri-colored female stepped in front of her, protecting her as the wolf yelled that she was a monster and wasn't worth being saved. The broken bird thought that the latter was true. She couldn't fight, she wasn't worth being saved. She could have fought back, the silver doctor was fighting. But was it really worth it?

And then Skana said something that grounded the shaken Luperci, made her mind clear.

The Zepar remembered the conversation she had with Nyx. About New Dawn and Anathema. She remembered that the former Midnighter had taken part of the act that had disbanded the pack. Was this man a former member? Was he mad at her because Anathema had attacked New Dawn despite the fact that the monochrome fox hadn't taken part?

Word Count ➤ 380

We can continue the fight, it you want


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SKANA CREO
If I showed you my flaws, if I couldn't be strong
Sorry for the terribly long wait >____< Wasn’t sure if this was what you had in mind for the fight continuing or if you wanted Avinalora to actually join in?
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The male’s aggressive expression wavered at her words. He took a quick sniff, but was unable to smell an overwhelming scent of Anathema. The silver she-wolf did not reek of their vile scent, she smelt of the wilds more than anything else.


“You’re lying!” He accused. Angered by this, he lunged forward, feeling his attempt to keep her uninvolved was being wasted on the do-gooder passerby.


Skana had been waiting for him. Their bodies clashed into one another and their fangs snapped onto silver and soot. Snow flew as the two wolves rolled and fought for the upper hand.


“It was in the dead of night.” She snarled in his ear, her teeth pinching the excess skin on his cheek. He snarled, head turning to try to grasp at her ear, maybe an eye, anything. She shook, disorienting him enough that she could place a paw in the junction of where his cheek ended and the vulnerable flesh of his neck began.


She put her weight into it, trapping the male with his face in the snow. He struggled and snarled beneath her. “We knew when their patrols were because one of their own turned against them.” Skana continued, snapping her teeth on the air as he attempted to wiggle and turn his head to latch onto her leg. “We struck when their number were asleep in their communal den.”


Finally, the male pushed and struggled enough that he managed to off-balance the woman. He made a quick, hasty lung with his teeth, narrowly missing Skana’s throat. She’d managed to jerk back in the nick of time though. His forward momentum was enough to make the Creo back off for but a moment before the two went at it again. “We killed two of them—” He latched onto her haunch and she turned back onto him like a snake. The threat of teeth snapping so close near his head again forced the male to a quick retreat. “—and scattered the rest.”


With some distance put between them once more, both wolves panted as they stared hatefully at one another. “By dawn’s first rays, New Dawn was no more.” Skana swallowed and her lips twitched. “Blood had been spilt for a fool’s selfish want for revenge.” A lie. They had been led to battle on a lie, had killed and shattered families and loved ones because someone’s petty vendetta. The innocent, Lukos, Nyx, Theron, and Skana herself, had been played like puppets to a king that had been fed falsehoods.


Understanding seemed to dawn on the male’s face. You…”


“If you want someone to hate, then make sure you check your facts before you take an innocent life. Otherwise, you’re no better than we were.”


The apparent thought of fighting against one of the actual demons of the tragedy that had happened a year prior seemed to reenergize the male wolf. He snarled, and the fight continued.


The two wolves melded into a flurry of snow and fur once more. They snapped and pulled at each other’s flesh; one fueled by vigilante anger, the other, for the need to protect one of her own.


Eventually, the male managed to finally get the upper hand. He pinned Skana onto her back, his yellow eyes searching for the opportune moment to dodge beneath her snapping jaws and catch her by the throat. Her claws pushed deeply into his soft underbelly and his chest in an attempt to maintain the safe distance between them. As uncomfortable as it was to have her nails digging in like stones against his underside, the idea of having an actual chance to exact some form of justice for the world’s loss was too great.


He wanted to kill them, both of them, not realizing that he had been no better than the masterminds themselves behind New Dawn’s demise.




Tell me honestly, would you still love me the same?
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Avinalora's large jackal ears were pinned to her skull and her hackles were raised. She was slowly processing the words exchanged between the wolves. The loner accused Skana of lying about her involvment in the disbandment of New Dawn. It was justified since the vixen didn't know that the Creo was from Anathema until Nyx told her. And having been through two packs after Anathema, not many would have believed that the female had taken part in the fight.

And then the wolf woman began recounting the disbandment of New Dawn. The fox maiden had only heard the basics from the Malphas. The beginning and the end, but the white warrior didn't mention the actual act, no details on how they had broken the pack. And now the events were being described to the opponent. The jackal medic listened in silence as those details were now being shared. She didn't know that the attacked pack had been betrayed, nor did she know how many were killed and when it had taken place. But now the Zepar knew.

And then the she-wolf was pinned on her back by the hostile Luperci. The man was kept at bay by the woman's teeth and claws but it was obvious that she couldn't keep it for long. Without even thinking, the silver belle rushed to her former pack mate's aid. She wouldn't let down another pack mate. She wouldn't watch her friend die protecting her.

The winter wraith became a blur of silver hues as she raced towards the fighting canines. She leaped at the brown wolf, fifty-four pounds of unholy fox-deer thrown at a creature twice her weight. Her attack didn't knock the savage off of her former pack mate, but it did get his attention. The moon-washed maiden dug her claws into the man's hide and her canines were buried in his back.

The vigilante's attention was now on getting the monochrome fox off of him. He reared up and twisted around, trying to get her off of him. And then he began bucking and it wasn't long before the broken bird was shaken off. She was thrown off of the wolf and tumbled in the snow, the wound on her shoulder leaving red stains in the snow.

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SKANA CREO
If I showed you my flaws, if I couldn't be strong
Apologies for the wait! Picked up some extra shifts, and it’s been a little crunched for “free” time >___<
WORD COUNT
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He snapped and snarled down at her with spittle beginning to string between his bared canines. A vigilante, he would be, if he could bring about the death of these two black-blooded fiends. In his eyes, there would be two less Anathemans, two less corrupt, murderous beasts left in this world. But damn if it was going to be easy.


Skana was no easy target, and her years of experience with fighting in her most primitive of forms aided in making sure she stayed alive. He’d snap, and she’d dodge and offer a counter, all the while, guarding her vulnerable throat. All she needed was the right moment, the right, arrogant, misstep on his part, and she’d be able to turn the tables against him once more. Eventually, he would tire from his random, hasty attacks. It was then that she would strike.


Where he apparently lived to only spill blood for a perceived good, Skana lived to protect another. If she was going to die, she’d sure as hell drag him down into the depths of hell with her before she let him touch another hair on her friend.


Out of the corner of her eye, she caught blur of movement against the brown of the dead woodland around them. Next she knew, Avinalora had attached herself onto the wolf, biting and clawing at him with all she had despite the male’s obvious size advantage on her. It was a valiant and brave effort, and enough that it distracted the wolf from trying to kill Skana.


He turned and snapped at the parasite that had latched onto his flesh. Skana rolled quickly onto her feet, and as the jackal was thrown off into the snow, the Creo struck. She threw herself into the male, and, with his attention on Avinalora, he left himself open to the she-wolf’s fangs.


She caught him by his throat, forcing him down into the snow with all of her weight. The male let out a garbled yelp, likely both in surprise and pain as she shook him vigorously. He tried to fight back, kicking out with his feet and trying to twist out of her ironclad grasp. Skana pulled against him though, and ignored the paws that were thrown into her flesh. With every struggle the two had, the more her fangs sunk in and the less and less oxygen the male managed to suck into his lungs.


Iron eventually spilled onto her tongue, and the male’s aggressiveness turned into whines, and, eventually, gasps. When he became limp in her jaws, the medic released the Loner from her grip. From the puncture wounds in his neck, crimson quickly bubbled up and dribbled out. The life liquid also spilled out from his nostrils and open mouth. The disturbed snow from where the two wolves had fought became saturated with blood as it leaked from the male’s deceased body.


Some of this crimson stained Skana’s silvery pelt, amassing around her jaws and down her throat from the male’s final struggle. The Creo panted quietly, her glacier eyes hard and glaring at the unfortunate outcome to the confrontation. When she was sure that the male would not come back to the living, her gaze moved up to the ex-Midnighter.


Avinalora was not without her own injuries from the fight if the crimson on her shoulder was any indicator. “Are you…alright…Avinalora?” She asked between pants. The male wolf was easily two, if not three times the jackal’s size. Anything he did could have very seriously injured the smaller Luperci.




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Avinalora
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  • Date: January?
  • Time: Day
  • Form: Secui
I understand!

Avinalora managed to get up after the tumble. The snow had cushioned her fall and she was still alive and breathing after all of this. Her shoulder hurt from the claws but she could tolerate the pain. She could still put weight on it and she didn't feel any broken bones from it. In her definition, she was fine if she could still walk. The silver vixen hauled her skinny body out of the cold and looked back at the fight.

Skana had the loner by the throat and was shaking him like a rag doll. The fox maiden just watched as the man's life bled out into the snow. He couldn't move on from the demise of his own pack and seeked vengeance. The belle briefly wondered if that could have happened to her if she had become hostile towards those she thought were responsible for her pack's demise rather than trying to move on. But she reminded herself that she would never sink down to that level, or at least she hoped that she didn't.

And then the Creo turned to the winter wraith, asking if she was alright. The wound wasn't bleeding heavily, thankfully. She debated whether she should wait until she got home or treated it now. She decided that she would wait until she got back to Anathema to treat the wound since she couldn't treat the wound in this form.

"I think I'm going to survive. It's not like I haven't been thrown to the ground before." The silver belle replied with a slightly amused tone. She tried to downplay the injury since she didn't want much fuss over the minor wound she had sustained. And with a flick of her tail, the moon-washed maiden decided to change the subject.

"So how has Sapient been treating you?" The monochrome fox asked with a sniff.

"Somebody make me feel alive and shatter me!

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SKANA CREO
If I showed you my flaws, if I couldn't be strong
@____@ I’ve gotten so bad with replies for this past month, I’m so sorry! Now that the fight’s over, wasn’t sure where you wanted this thread to go?


Also, just to clarify, the male wouldn’t have been from New Dawn or related to anyone there during its final phases for permission reasons. He would have simply been a sympathizer for the tragedy that happened to them.
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When Avinalora offered her assessment of her injuries, Skana nodded, though, a bit reluctantly. Her glacier eyes roamed over the smaller female, searching for signs that there might have actually been an issue worth fussing over. “He was very aggressive about it,” she remarked, her reply something short of a minor protest that the ex-packmate was completely fine.


As a medic, she was used to her packmates purposely lying to her about the seriousness of their injuries, either because they misjudged the gravity of them, or, simply to keep her worrying about them. Though Avinalora was just as much of a medic as she was, old habits died hard, and Skana couldn’t help but to try to reach her own assessment of the jackal’s smaller body.


True to her word though, there were no other obvious injuries made to the smaller female other than her bleeding shoulder, but, even that wound appeared to be minor in comparison to what it could have been. With a tail flick, the jackal had decided to shift the spotlight to something other than her injuries, and Skana let out an almost amused huff when she noticed it.


“I suppose after you’ve faced a moose, having a wolf as your opponent is not as daunting as it may have once been.” Her motherly tone, glimmer in her eyes, and small smirk in her lips told that she was fully aware of Avinalora’s ploy.


Shifting her gaze to the dead male and then towards the direction of her new home, Skana decided to let the Anatheman off the hook. “Well enough,” she answered vaguely at first before offering an answer to a different question, “The children are still adjusting, and Vepar and Sully seem more indifferent than pleased or unhappy. I can’t tell how Trident is handling things.” The Collins was the only other Midnighter to have joined the pack with Skana and her family, so, by extension, she felt some responsibility to him as she did her own children. “The individuals are welcoming enough, though, I have interacted with Sapient more than the rest of my family has.” Her eyes moved back to Avinalora. “They’re much more sophisticated than any pack I’ve ever been in.”


With a nod, she tossed the proverbial baton back to the jackal. “What of you? How did you come to join Anathema?” From her meetings with Evangeline, the pack had turned a new leaf, and was likely very different from when Skana had been a member of their ranks last. Still, she was curious as to how her old packmate had ended up running with the once dark pack.




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Maybe they could talk for a bit? Or something? Maybe giving advice?
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Avinalora knew that Skana might not let it rest that she was injured. But to the vixen, she was fine. She could still walk which was okay enough for her. The Creo's response seemed a bit reluctant but she didn't try to tackle her for treatment or something. She could treat her own wounds when she got back to Anathema. She had been in fights before and most of the time, she had come out unscathed either because someone had stepped in for her like how Jarix had, or they were just small ones. But, the jackal was fine, or she would be.

The fox maiden chuckled as the silver woman pointed out that she had attacked a moose before. That was true, she had taken on bigger opponents. Though her biggest canine opponent had to be the yellow wolf in the south that had attacked her and the dark hybrid. Oh, and the drunken bastard that tried to use her as a shield and the white wolf that mistook her for a threat. The waif had been in quite a few near-death situations in the past, so this one was no biggie.

The winter wraith was relieved that the ex-Midnighter decided to go with her change of subject. She listened as she talked about her adjustment to Sapient. She guessed that Vepar and Scully must be the woman's brother and husband or vice versa. And she knew that the woman had kids, too. The name Trident wasn't exactly familiar to the medic, she may have heard it before but she didn't know or remember who that was. But he must be a Midnighter.

The Sapien say that Sapient was quite sophisticated for her. From what the moon-washed medic had seen from Anathema and Midnight Shores, the members didn't wear as much clothing as most Sapiens did. And Sapient was quite humanized, and humanized meant clothes. And from what she knew about the woman, she was somewhat less humanized. And in packs, the best thing was to fit in. "Well, from the Sapiens I've met, they often wear clothing." The hybrid said, offering her two cents worth of advice.

And then the former Antares turned the spotlight back onto the pale physician, asking her why she had chosen Anathema. She carefully went through the process that had led her to the pack. She wasn't the biggest fan of Cour des Miracles after the incident that involved Jarix almost getting his scruff ripped off. She blamed Casa di Cavalieri for the downfall of Midnight Shores. The desert canine wasn't a coyote which threw her out of Inferni. She wasn't the biggest fan of water which took out Krokar. She had no idea about Vinatta, nor had met anyone from there. So, that left Sapient and Anathema. The only reason the healer hadn't gone with Sapient was because she had hard time reading and her fox kits weren't Luperci. So, that had left Anathema. And, she had met many people from Anathema which made it a good choice.

"Well, it was a process of elimination and due to the face that I have met many Anathemans; they seemed like a good pack." The monochrome fox answered.

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SKANA CREO
If I showed you my flaws, if I couldn't be strong

WORD COUNT
452

Her knowing smile only remained as she heard the younger female chuckle at her reminder of their moose hunt. It was a memory of a fonder time; one without the heartache of losing their precious leaders and allies… One without the heartache of guilt of being unable to keep the pack together when they needed a leader most. Skana was not without regret for what she had done and for her shortcomings as Midnight Shores’ Antares. She knew her faults though, and they made her unworthy.


When Avinalora offered an observation from past run-ins with Sapient members, Skana hummed in agreement and nodded. She’d dealt with the pack plenty before Midnight Shores’ disbandment, had known their love of sophistication and knowledge from her brief visit there before she and her family had even joined the Shores. Being a visitor was different from beign a member though, and it hadn’t really sunk in that that was their accepted culture until she’d become a part of it.


“I suppose I should figure out what suits me most then.” A pause as she thought of her brother. “Dressing Vepar will be an interesting feat.” The darker sibling was as feral as they came.


The jackal appeared to mull over how to answer Skana in regards to how she came to join Anathema, and the silver she-wolf let her companion take all the time she needed. After a while, she answered, and, once more, Skana offered a nod, her lips twisting into a fond smile as she mentally recalled the faces she’d left behind within the pack. “There are a lot of good Luperci there. They protect their own.” Nyx, Evangeline, Axelle, Bridgett, Gideon, the list went on.


Skana’s smile lessened a bit, and her glacier eyes became solemn as she fixed the smaller Anatheman with a look of warning. “The Princess—Evangeline,” she corrected when she realized that Avinalora might not know who she spoke of, “Informed me that the pack has changed since I left it last. With Aeron’s guidance, I’m sure she’s done well to attempt to right the pack’s previous wrongs.”


She let out a soft sigh as her eyes moved to the dead male. “You’re a smart girl, Avinalora.” Her gaze shifted back to the ex-Midnighter. “You should trust your packmates, but make sure you do not do so blindly. There are many that are weak to the voice of a serpent’s tongue.” It had been what had caused the destruction of New Dawn.


She prayed that Avinalora would not have to walk with the same burden on her shoulders as the “victors” of that war did.




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OOC Here
Word Count → 473

Avinalora felt that she should try to lend a hand to Skana since the woman saved her life. Offering advice and information was probably the best she could do. She wore clothes for many reasons, not just because of her fur. She had developed a sense of modesty and she liked to change her appearance. The vixen had accumulated her wardrobe from a combination of trading, scavenging, and from her sister who enjoyed making clothing and often used her elder sister as practice. She had heard that sometimes clothes didn't feel good against thick fur. And the Creo definietly had thick fur.

"Fitting in is crucial, but you don't have to wear all that much. A simple piece of clothing works." The fox maiden said. And then she added, "Making friends with a trader or seamstress helps a lot." The waif knew that there would be those sort in the humanized pack. Maybe she could see if Adrian could make something for the Sapien? She tilted her head as the woman mentioned dressing her brother would be hard. Jarix wasn't as humanized as he was when she had found him, but she had taught him a lot more. "You could be very persuasive." She suggested.

The winter wraith nodded in response to the wolf's comment. She had met many good people in Anathema and she didn't exactly understand why they were still considered a bad pack. People really didn't let got of grudges here, it seemed. In the village she had grown up in, the former members of a raiding party had been welcomed after they showed that they had changed. The healer guessed that it didn't happen here.

The she-wolf then mentioned Evangeline, whom she called "the princess". A small smirk played on the deer-fox's features. Evangeline was now the Angela of Anathema and several other members had been promoted to leadership, Nyx being one of them. She debated for a second whether she should tell her old pack mate. But, that former pack mate was also a former Anatheman which made her okay. The rest of the woman's speech spoke of a different time.

"Well, the princess is now the queen." The moon-washed medic said. And then she added, "And there are three sub-leaders now, Nyx, Levi, and Lucas." The hybrid said, not exactly remembering the other two guys that had been promoted. She didn't know if the woman would recognize one of the names that she was sure that she had misremembered so she added, "I don't exactly remember the second one, but he's a dark colored wolf with red markings."

And then the wolf medic glanced at the body before she spoke. The monochrome fox listened as she was cautioned not to trust blindly. She scoffed slightly but nodded. "Secret of life, never trust anyone fully." The jackal said.

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SKANA CREO
If I showed you my flaws, if I couldn't be strong
Wrap this up?
WORD COUNT
624

Skana hummed as she considered the jackal’s advice, nodding as she mentally tucked the information away for later reference. The only true piece of clothing she had was the poncho her brother had given her many moons ago; but, even then, it was usually only worn on very cold outings. Clothing had never really been much of her thing. For someone who enjoyed the freedom of shifting whenever she needed to, clothes just got in the way and slowed her down.


It being a social norm in Sapient made her a little more open to the idea, however. As well, with how civilized the pack was, she was sure that there was bound to be someone that could fit her with something she liked that could also be practical.


She smirked mischievously at Avinalora’s suggestion. “There’s very little that I think would persuade Vepar, but, I might be able to find a thing or two.” Namely, sic Sully or the children on his stubborn hide. Anything else, the male would have just walked away from. No amount of words or temptations could make the man do something he didn’t want to. But, put him in a situation he couldn’t escape from? That might work.


Her brows raised at the news that the monochrome female revealed. “She’s Angela now?” To think, the little girl she’d seen grow up in the castle was now the leader of Anathema? She felt a small feeling of pride bud in her chest at the knowledge. Evangeline had shown promise, and had come quite a ways from her puppy days. For her to be the pack’s leader meant that she had overcome her father and had proven herself worthy by her grandmother.


There was more news to be heard though, and Skana’s onyx ears flickered attentively as Avinalora listed familiar names. Her feeling of pride only grew at the mention of Nyx, the pack’s former captain of the combat ranks. The moment made her feel old knowing that the younger members had risen so far. “I’m sure the pack is in very good hands then,” she remarked, her tail wagging and her glacier eyes almost glassy with nostalgia.


“Lelouch?” It was the only canine that came to mind that was as Avinalora described. “Does he hang out with a brightly colored boy?” Bertolt, if she remembered the ex-New Dawner’s name correctly. The Amarok had been close to Kentaro and Amorette’s brood, just as Nyx had been, so, it would make sense if he were part of the leadership there. As for Lukos, the male had always been rather close and fond of the small, white female.


To the younger female’s scoff, Skana could offer nothing more but a small, sad smile. Blindly. Never trust anyone blindly,” she corrected softly. In her mind, there was a difference. For instance, she fully trusted her brother, but she was also aware that he was a Luperci, and, as anyone else, was prone to mistakes and shortcomings. If he made a rash decision, she wouldn’t just nod her head and agree. She hoped that Avinalora understood that.


Skana shook out her fur suddenly. “I best be getting back and washing this blood off before it starts to stain.” Her boys would be combing the woods for whoever had hurt the Creo matriarch if they saw her like she was. Her glacier eyes moved to Avinalora as she fixed her with a warm smile. “I wish you the best in Anathema, Avinalora, and hope that our paths cross again some day.” She glanced back to the dead wolf. “Perhaps for better reasons though,” she added with a dry chuckle.




Tell me honestly, would you still love me the same?
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Avinalora
"I'm on the bad side of 25"
We can end it here and I can throw up the other thread.WORD COUNT
000

Avinalora hoped that her advice would help Skana in Sapient. She hoped that her friend would find a place there and rise, maybe become the leader that she could have been. It was the least she could do for her former pack mate and rescuer. She once again filed away a note to see if her sister had any extra garments for the Creo, though Adrian would do anything for someone in need, especially for a former pack mate.

The woman was surprised by the news of Evangeline's ascent to Angela. Maybe the two had met before the Lykoi's promotion. The fox maiden didn't know the new Angela personally, she really didn't know and Anatheman personally, but she hoped that the woman would be a good leader. The waif had gotten good vibes off the girl and she hoped that her gut feeling would hold out.

The Sapien agreed with the winter wraith. She trusted Nyx, it seemed. And the woman had shown promise as a leader. The man's name was revealed as Lelouch, though she liked Levi better. She faintly remembered the name, but didn't know anything about the bright-colored guy. But, the healer nodded.

The moon-washed medic shrugged as the silver wolf corrected her. They were the same to her, she never trusted blindly, and barely trusted anyone at all. She would have trusted her parents, but they abandoned her. Everybody left her. Jarix, Adree, her parents, everyone. Maybe that was why she didn't trust. Because her trust would be broken again and again.

The monochrome fox nodded as the Creo said farewell. She should get back and treat her wounds. She hoped that she would meet her again, even though their packs seemed so far apart. "Farewell." The jackal said and then she turned and began walking in the direction of her home, Anathema.


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.Avi5-word {text-align:center; background-color:#d6d6d6; color: #000; font-family: 'Glass Antiqua', cursive; margin:0px auto; font-size:16px; padding:10px; width:25%; vertical-align:middle;border: 1px solid #00000;}

.Avi5-in {padding:10px 5px 10px 5px; margin:0px auto;background-color:#fff;}

.Avi5 p {text-indent:25px; color:#000; font-family: 'Delius', sans-serif; font-size:17px; margin:0px auto; padding:5px;}

.Avi5-credit {text-align:center; background-color:#d6d6d6; color: #000; font-family: verdana, sans-serif; margin:0px auto; font-size:12px; padding:10px; width:100%;border-radius: 0px 0px 15px 15px;}

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