[J] And all the hateful things I have become
P. Rin, Ryo, Miwa, Lillith & Leader
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Hibiki stirred underneath him, sensing the eagerness within the male that rode atop her. After hearing out Lillith's proposal and returned the families camp, finally outlining to the others of what he planned and intended; his family potentially lay within the packs borders, slaves. And even if they weren't, this pack had take Itou blood and kept them at slaves, which was unacceptable. He wanted information, to witness this pack with his own eyes, to gain intel on it and figure out how best to pull it apart from the inside out, to do this he was agreeing to an absurd mate ship, with a near stranger for the sake of mutual power. Sugar coating things may of made them seem nicer, but there was no way he would like and soften his intentions to his family, so he told them the truth of his intent.

They had a choice to follow him, to work with him and his flaky plan. Young and naive, most of them lacked the experience to pull of such an idea seamlessly; this too was kept in mind as the sandstorm Itou considered his options. The truth of his intent and theirs, if they followed them, would not leave the family. Whilst they held his blood, he would kill any of them who decided to stand in his way, to stop him from finding out what happened to his mother and sister.

Plastering on a completely bland expression, he threw back his head and summoned for Lillith. A mask of neutral boredom slipping across his elongated maw. “Soshite shōsha ni senri-hin to shinjitsu o iku.”

Back-daed 8th July. Assumption made that he returned to the family camp afterthis thread, informed them of his deal with Lillith (and his intent to spy on SL- which WILL not harm the pack, it is simply his intent, just to be clear). Up to you guys what they think of his plan (to spy and shizz) and what they do, obviously- feel free to PP/Reference Ren informing them and events related to this guys! The remainder of the cart of goods Miwa/Ren/Ryo stole is gonna be given to SL leadership as a bribe to let Ryo in (Unless Rin/Ryo wanna set up a fake mateship; Up to ya, Alex and Syl! Both options work to get him into the pack :O ). Poke me on AIM if i missed something @_@

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OOC: Wooo :D

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Miwa pulled Kage to a halt, gazing impassively at the territory before them and wondering what it would hold – other than the Itou's own secrets. While Miwa had been having conflicting feelings over Alaki and his betrayal, wandering in ever widening circles from camp when she got bored – which was quite often – Ren had been doing more useful things, like forging what was essentially, he had explained, a business relationship. Miwa had been indifferent to that; she was no romantic herself, but she was a possessive woman, and even her brother fell under that umbrella. Ren was her closest confidant and the thought that he might be sharing things with someone else and not his half Jackal sister rankled within her; still, this technically made Lillith a sister, too, even if Miwa felt barely anything for her.

The small, stormy coated woman was relaxed astride the bicolour stallion she had ridden since she was a child, but there was a tension in her eyes as she glanced round at the collection of family members. In Miwa's mind as the eldest she had been protecting all of them and now they would all be under the protection of a pack. It was a weight off her shoulders and a worry at the same time. Would they stay as close a unit? Her gaze turned to a slight glower at the thought of another familial betrayal. She would stick with Ren's plan like glue because, unbeknownst to her, Miwa was no true leader.

What she was good at was being cheery and bubbly when she wanted to be, and as she sat and waited with her brothers and sisters a bright smile crept across her face, evolving into a smirk at Ren's cry. She was ready to throw herself in at the deep end.
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Ryo was not a happy coywolf.

He disliked practically everything about the situation that Ren's latest idea had put them in; the stupidity of going into what even he had heard of as an extremely secretive pack to spy on them, the way that this pack's crimes against his family made him far too eager to put himself in danger. Perhaps what he dislike the most was the way that Ren had insinuated that he could not get involved, as though the older Itou thought there was even a remote possibility that he would leave his stupid half-brother and sister to get tortured and killed by some pack when their stupid plan went tits up and he wasn't there to help them.

Well, the insult given to him by being offered a way out wasn't quite what had Ryo in such a bad mood – though it was a close second – that particular thing was the way that Ryo was to actually gain entry into the pack. He didn't know which idiot inside Salsola had thought up the rule disallowing unmated males from joining but right now he would happily slowly insert every inch of the greatsword slung across his back somewhere they really wouldn't like it right now. He couldn't adequately describe how wrong it felt; pretending to be someone's mate was abhorrent enough to him but doing to with RIN of all people just felt wrong. Rin was his sister and while he could comfortably say he was closer to her than anyone else in the world, he most definitely did not think of his sister like that.

With a sigh Ryo tried to school his emotions; it would do him no good to march up to the Salsola borders with a face like a kicked arse. Tsuyo, sensing his companion's distress, nickered quietly and nudged Ryo's face with his muzzle. Ryo was towards the back of the group of the group that was approaching the borders, walking alongside Tsuyo who was pulling the cart that carried the family's belongings. He tried to impose happy thoughts on his mind – his brother was getting mated and they were gaining a home after all – but the charade failed to take effect dramatically. Eventually, after some effort, he settled for merely apprehensive and grumpy. He couldn't be faulted that much for not being fond of his brother's choice of mate, especially after such a short courtship; these feelings came easily, as much as Ryo was playing the girl he had to wonder how much his sibling was being played in return.

“Watashi wa jūbun ni sorera o kazoeru Nihon no chi tte iru to wa omowanai, kore wa machigatte iku koto ga dekiru node, ōku no hōhō ga arimasu.” he said jokingly, letting a smirk play on his face for a brief moment. The fact that the four of them would still be able to communicate freely with Japanese without worrying about the pack figuring out hat they were saying was one saving grace here at least. For a moment Ryo reached up, his hand playing with the soft threads that formed the handle of his Nodachi “Watashi wa kono koto ga shāpu ni tamotsu kotodeshou.” he said before quickly lowering his hand from the blade. If Salsola had spied on them at all they might have found it odd that he was carrying the rarely carried blade on his back rather than Tsuyo's saddle, never find if he was playing with the thing. It was a risk but he didn't feel safe going into this any less than fully armed. Despite his jokes Ryo trusted that his brother had an idea what he was doing and it showed in his voice, much more confident that the sarcastic words that came from his lips.


With a final sigh Ryo crossed his arms and leaned against Tsuyo, schooling his expressions back as neutral as he could get them. "Anata wa, Rin o daijōbu?” he asked, eyes flicking over to his closest – and about to be very much closer – sibling. He waited a moment more before tilting his head to look at Ren, flicking a small knot of string he had been working in his spare hand at the back of the doggish male's head. ”Junbi dekita yo. Anata Ren ni ue no subete, seikō shinai yō ni shiyou.”

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Rin personally thought it was stupid to shack up with someone that wasn't an Itou, no matter the cause. But then again it wasn't like he thought fondly of Ren's mother either, not that she had spoken as much. Then again it wasn't as if Rin favored her own mother either. She felt both of the women to just be sluts to allow themselves to get used by Alaki. But then Ren's mother was even further an idiot for remaining a slave and keeping her children as such. And why hadn't the children left? Why remain in servitude to someone else? The Itou blood must not have been very strong in that brood. But of course Rin never brought this up either.

But even though she wasn't fond of what Ren had chosen to do that wasn't what rankled her. No, it had been Ryo's reaction to the stipulation of his joining. While Rin didn't show herself to be some delicate flower, at least not unless it was a ploy to get something from a stranger, but it had hurt how much her brother had objected about the notion of being seen with her. She had left behind her party just to hurry on ahead to join up with her brother again and this was how she was to be treated.

She remained silent and ignored the conversation that took place around her. Though when Ryo chose to speak to her she just sent a rude gesture his way and refused to look at him. While she joined in with the teasing of her littermate she had never been particularly cruel to him. So the way she was treating him now should be a clear enough hint that he had hurt her and so she was acting out and trying to hurt him in return. Rin was a vindictive little bitch after all.

As they grew closer to the borders Rin sat up straighter upon the back of the black and white horse that she had commandeered. She had remained towards the back of the family group, sticking off to the side by herself, but she gave up that position the closer they got to Salsola. She still wasn't pleased with Ryo but guided her horse over to walk next to Ryo. The slim girl flicked the reins over the horses's head and aimed to hit Ryo in the arm with them so that he would grab hold of them as she slipped to sit in a side saddle position, trying to pull off the charade of looking and acting much more like a lady than she truly was.


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This was all working out just fine so far. As she had expected, Ren did not hesitate long to accept her proposal, and now he had run off to gather his siblings. This was the only part of the deal that worried Lillith, for she did not want to be in charge and responsible for all the young Itous; she did not know them well enough to know if they could manipulated as she believed their brother could be. She had been up all night thinking about, and when the sun rise it was time for her to prepare for their coming.

She bathed, as was her norm, before heading out to the borders on horseback. There, she waited for the better part of an hour before she heard any stirring. She could smell and hear horses, and this signaled their approach. Without hesitation, Lillith raised her voice to sky to call deeply for a Salsola leader. She wanted to hasten this, to see if it would succeed or fail. Hopefully the Itous would behave themselves.

Soon she could see them approaching in the distance and she stood tall and stiff, and reached down subconscious to scratch Korosk on the neck. Soon they were before her, and sharp hazel eyes fell over them, judging them each in turn. They would do well, she supposed, if they kept their mouths shut for the most part, Konnichiwa. Lillith said huskily, deciding to use their language as a greeting, though it was all she knew of it, I have called my leader to come meet you. Please don’t embarrass me was left unspoken.


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Ryo seemed to dislike the whole situation, which under other circumstances would have been rather comical to watch the darker male get all worked up. Yet a solemn mood had settled over the sandstorm Itou as the weight of what exactly he was getting himself and his siblings into seemed to come down on him. Everything would be okay so long as he acted confident, seemed assured that his plan; that he still needed to actually come up with, was genius and guaranteed not to fail. As long as no one knew better, everyone would come out of this alive, probably.


It spoke bounds that his siblings were willing to risk themselves on his whim, as well as to get back at those who kept Itous as slaves; that was what he believed their intents to be, although the family were highly unpredictable so god knows what their real reasons were at times. Grunting at Ryo's complaints, he continued to look ahead where the tall women finally came into view, calling forth a leader to accept them into the pack, "Konnichiwa" he responded, still maintaining a neutral posture and little expression upon his face; for what was one meant to look like when leading their family to danger and mating a complete stranger for the chance to spy on a dangerous pack? Leaning back in his saddle, he hadn't yet bothered to dismount; mainly because Hibiki would feed of everyone’s moods and start wrecking havoc as soon as he did, pest of a mare, who was occupying herself with attempting to step on one of the cats that were weaving around the mares feet.


At least the crows were staying out of the way; he wasn't sure if he'd be able to cope with all the families pets in one place. They may have had their individual uses, but together all they caused was chaos.

Feel free to jump in whenever now Mel <3 [315]

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a tiger can smile; a snake will say it loves you

Lillith’s summons promised something of interest. Salvia still did not know what to make of the younger woman, but certainly found her curious. She found most of her Family like this, and had she been wiser in the ways of the mind, recognized it for what it truly was. Instead, Salvia merely turned her horse and rode towards the source of the sound.

She was last to arrive, and surprised by what awaited her. Not one, but four strangers, all on horseback and boasting a great collection of things about them. It struck her as queer that they had not deigned to dismount, and she tucked this away. Summer’s heat reached even Salsola’s land, and Salvia was unburdened by clothing—only the belt around her waist boasted of her wealth. One might see it elsewhere though; in the jewelry around her neck and finger, in the weight and look of her stallion, in how she carried herself.

A steely gaze, carefully interested the way a cat might be in potential prey, drank in the assembled. They were related by scent, and perhaps by sight alone; two bore similar facial markings, and all but the sandy male were sooty in color.

Nacht pawed the ground once, clearly on high-alert—he was one of the dominant stallions of the area and it showed in his own stance, though Salvia was in total control.

“What’s all this, then?” She asked Lillith, dismissing addressing the strangers entirely.

lies make us evil

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OOC here / +253



The group in front of Lillith seemed nothing but chaos though they remained relatively quiet, all those horses, and did she spy a cat? Oh what complete frivolity; Lillith could barely manage to keep Korosk happy, and luckily her ravens kept to themselves unless she called for them. She really could not understand why someone would choose to surround themselves by lesser animals for companionship; Lillith would rather just be in solitude.

The sound of a horse came from behind her, and Lillith turned Korosk to face inward to Salsola. Soon Salvia arrived, looking silvery and fierce as she always did atop her Stallion. Her cool, collected gaze went over the assembled, and Lillith felt a pang of nerves in her, and then surprisingly, fear when Salvia’s eyes moved to her. Lillith remained calm, her face like a stone, when her leader asked what all this was about.

The tall female gestured towards Ren, I met this loner several weeks ago, his name is Itou Ren. He intrigued me. I find him to be a suitable match and worthy of being my mate, so I request that he be allowed to join as such. She looked back to Salvia then, there her eyes were down cast. Then, almost as an afterthought, The others are his family, and also wish to join if you deem them worthy. There, that was all she was going to say as far as the others went; she did not want them around her neck like a heavy stone.


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a tiger can smile; a snake will say it loves you

No one spoke, and this surprised Salvia. Usually, a loner would offer their own name after prompting, and present their gift. Instead she was met with a sea of blank faces. It immediately made her suspicious—she had not forgotten about Casa’s infiltration, or what it had cost them. Still, she did not think Lillith, of all people, would be so foolish as to mistake a spy for an ally.

Sharp green eyes drifted, finally, to the group. They settled on the man that Lillith indicated, doggish in his colors and build, wolfish in his face. She saw no physical fault with him. “Why should your family be allowed here?” She demanded, and her eyes narrowed as if now truly unmoved.


lies make us evil

-moves along?-

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Slowly he translated the words and considered what was being said, allowing for the cream pelted female to speak with Lillith for a moment, rather then interrupt their discussion, speaking up only when the conversation turned towards him and his family. Dipping his head in welcome, a small, sly smile spread across his elongated maw. Dismounting finally, he stepped clear of Hibiki as the mare reared up, aiming heavy hooves at the cats that managed to dodge, as they always did. One of these days one of them were going to get struck, for frustrating the war mount so.


“Hibiki. Furumau” sharp instructions were barked at the horse, that eyed it's surroundings, looking for something to strike out on no doubt. It always struck him as strange how she behaved, leaving him to question what exactly their father did to the mare to make her so volatile to everything around her. “It as Lillith said. I am Ren and we would like to join. We are skilled; all of us fight. Have our uses” his accent wrapped around the words, still not really accustomed to the lands language compared to his siblings who had been raised here, “I am tailor, my siblings each have their own skills” he used the sentence to indicate for them to list their other skills, “And we come with gifts” a nod of his head towards were Ryo stood was given, tugging sharply on the reigns in one hand as he felt the mare move, not even looking to see what she was up to but knowing it was no good.


Sorry about the wait guys! And yes, Ren's english sucks xD Also feel free to PP Hibiki; she's a bit of a terror, which is why he delayed dismounting. [269]

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#11
OOC: Sorry for the wait!

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Lillith came to greet them promptly and Miwa's smile remained, though her eyes were a little cooler than her upturned lips. Kage barely shifted as the Itou group stood or sat with their horde of animals. The stormcloud princess was vaguely worried that they'd look a bit like a circus coming to town, but having several companions herself she could hardly say anything. She simply put her mind to making sure they were on their best behaviour.

Ren responded to Salsola's Boss first, and Miwa slid quietly and swiftly down from the bicolour stallion to retrieve one of the cloaks they had earned shortly after returning to Nova Scotia – or rather, had stolen from their now dead owners. Miwa still had the slice of ear she'd cut from that white coated trader but somehow she didn't think offering that to Salsola's leader would do them much good.

Miwa's eyes were bright with interest but they were slightly averted at all times from the leader who had come to address the group. It was the first time Mi had doubted Ren's plan at all; what would happen if they weren't all accepted? Would he go with this Lillith in any case, abandoning his family?

No. Of course he wouldn't. The Itou clan were mad but they had their bonds. Miwa would help her brother in this as best she could – and it would start with the offer of the cloak which she had originally intended to keep for herself, and a deep bow to Salvia as the petite Itou woman skirted around a restless Hibiki. Smiling brightly, she piped up in a sweet voice. “Itou Miwa,” she unconsciously repeated the naming convention her brother had uttered. “I have quick paws and experience with close combat and herbalism.” That was all she would say, unless she was called upon for further information.
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#12
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Welcome to Salsola

Welcome to Salsola! As a new member of the pack, you're ranked as an Associate. We strongly encourage you to read over the Associates page of our website for further information about your rank, promotions, and other relevant things.

As a new member, why not:

  • Start plotting with your fellow members -- start or join an Open Thread on Salsola territory.
  • Figure out if your character wants the Cotona ritual to take place, and where on their body they'd like the scar.
  • Figure out which of the Jobs you'd like and let the leadership know which you're considering.
  • Check out our pack game and start earning points! You can claim a residence in the Borgatas Colotl or Coatl after 50 points in the pack game (note: residences outside these two areas are free).
  • Add yourself to our Directory, and please remember to add your character's animal companions to our Stables! See Salsola Maintenance for further information.
  • Familiarize yourself with the pack's leaders and make sure you contact one of us if you encounter any sort of difficulty or require any assistance. You can send us a Private Messages or post to the Salsola Maintenance thread.
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