OOC Bwahaha! 300+
Ask and you shall receive… It was almost as though the Alphess was called by some secret signal, for just a moment into the nervy encounter something stirred within the foliage, and shortly after the silvery alphess stepped from the brush. Her agitation was palpable the moment she emerged; Ciara’s heat scent was not lost on her – and in fact was what drew her to the scene – and her jealousy was clearly written in the lip that was curled in disgust, and the ruff of fur around her shoulders that was feathered, standing on end to make the Alphess appear even larger. In an instant she had seen Ciara and Zalen, and her golden eyes became molten rage.
“What is the meaning of this?!” She barked, jumping to conclusions that were far worse than what was really happening, but probably not all that unfounded. Her head dropped and a chalky growl rumbled in her throat as she stalked forward on jilted paws.
When she reached them she threw her weight, pushing herself in between the two and shouldering Ciara aside less the girl moved on her own volition. A flash of yellow eyes caught Zalen’s face as she threw her head, offering him little more comfort than a head butt in advisory to move away. She paused for a moment, her nose twitching as she confirmed that the heat scent she had detected was from Ciara. Ciara… Ciara who she had just found sneaking off with her very own mate, and Alpha of the pack. She turned on the wolfess, fangs dripping venomous words.
“Do you challenge me?!” She roared and snapped her jaws, nipping at Ciara’s paws to force her back; she didn’t care that the water was just behind the Epsilon and she might fall in at any moment. The threatened Alphess curled her tail and raised her head high, glaring down her snout at the Epsilon and awaiting her next move.
What she saw, or thought she saw, was another female trying to seduce the wolf she loved. That was a direct threat not only to her future blood line but to her status in the pack as well. In Titania’s eyes, Ciara might as well have trotted right into the den and challenged her rank, but Titania was not about to let that happen.
Image courtesy of mourner@Flickr; table by the Mentors!
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