[M]In the Lion's Den

Shaa + Lukos

POSTED: Thu Feb 07, 2019 6:16 pm

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[000] David vs Goliath ROUND 2

The pair of Grey and white were an inseparable and finely meshed duo, the small and lightning fast femme and her tall and grizzled swordsman foil, they were quite familiar with each-other, they worked well together, and they were the two most experienced minds and bodies in all of the order, even if age was creeping up on the grumpy historian and the stresses of war and battle had begun to dim the light of life from the fighter.

They were still unmatched as a team, with her years of hard combat training and experience, and his tactical mind and physical strength, it wasn't uncommon for the order to send the pair out far past their borders on missions of scouting and diplomacy, always looking for new means to trade and new allies to work with, these goals being the driving force that found the pair headed to Amherst, but while they were there, there was always the hidden motivation in both of their minds to try and find a pair of hybrids, the coyote siblings, Nyx's eldest pair of children, who had disappeared during the attack which had destroyed the pack they had all called home, along with the monster who had sired them.

Nyx stared off appearing a bit absentminded as the pair approached the once bustling city known as Amherst, amethyst gaze falling upon the grandiose structures which stood sprawling there, unlike anything the snow vixen had ever seen before, unlike the village, unlike Halifax, unlike, even, the ruined castle to the south, or the abbey in the mountains. These were tall sweeping and broad structures covered in intricate stonework and the scent of strange canines everywhere. Glancing up at her mate, the sometimes stoic little fighter shot him with a somewhat longing and hopeful gaze. "Do you think we'll ever find them?" She asked with a soft breathlessness to her voice, a cloud of smoke pooling from her muzzle as she exhaled.

It was then that Nyx would have noticed that they weren't quite alone, there was the scent of a canine, male, she couldn't identify a pack scent, but it was familiar nonetheless, the petite mother just couldn't seem to pinpoint from where she had scented this male, until she spotted him, and the hairs along her spine rose with her sharp intake of breath, the air rumbling deep within her chest.

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POSTED: Tue Feb 19, 2019 10:22 pm

Amherst was a great deal closer with his proximity in Salsola and with that came Shaamah's heightened residence within the cities structures. A face that had become prominent enough on it's own, Shaamah's ruthlessness was preceding him. Bars didn't want him there, but they weren't so brave as to tell him so, but as long as he behaved the information that he could gather within them was vital when it did come. When he didn't behave? Well, the tenders didn't like to get into that mess.

Today, however, he was mulling through where the merchants normally camped, finding their stalls empty or altogether absent with the weather. There was, however, one. His supply was thin on food and pelts, but Shaamah's eye had caught the weapons that he had in stock. Since the beast certainly wasn't in short supply of pelts, he threw the man a couple of deer furs in trade for a knife, set with an antler hilt, and made of some fine construction. A discount instigated with a little fear for the Brobdingnagian man, to which he wouldn't argue. He was happier to be rid of the greasy merchant sooner than later.

The rest of the merchants? They had plenty to get them through the winter if they weren't out here, and it seemed, they weren't going to dare the snow until the sun tempted to warm the earth. They didn't want to challenge the wind, it seemed. It was, least to say, a strange occurrence, but he'd take it in stride. His plan was to move on after Amherst, through the center of the city and those that claimed the town as their home, and upward toward the North where scavenging was more likely to produce something that the south. Such plans, however, were disrupted by the meeting of gazes.

She survived. Huh.

Instantly, her body postured and her growl stretched through the few bodies that crossed between them. It wasn't something that the soldier would respond to by any other means than equally. Lips peeled back as the bridge of his nose wrinkled, deep lungs thundering his own contesting thread. Rather than toying with the idea that the woman would run off, he promptly pulled his bladed tekko from his waist. The cord fell to the snow in a tangle as a broad foot took a step toward the challenge. He'd be a fool to think that she wouldn't come after him after what he'd done, and leaving her for dead was his own shortcoming.

Today was the day to wrap that up.

With weapons in hands and a backward dagger welded to the tekko in his right fist he closed the distance between them with wary but dominant steps. A feral nature took over his expression, his eye heated and hungry. As he snarled, drool dripped from the black lips that framed his fangs, and his hackles shivered down his spine. If she wanted to close this chapter, then so be it. It had been quite some time since he'd killed anything, so today would be a fantastic warm-up.

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