10-26-2008, 02:20 PM
The Matriarch of Phoenix Valley had been out again along the red dirt road walking the grounds from one end to the other to check on packmembers and their lifestock. She'd had no real thought of how she should have been curled up on her couch reading or knitting like she'd been spending the past week or so doing. She was still a restless soul and no matter how much she liked to do something or how happy and content it made her feel.. from time to time she just needed that fresh country air.
A soft smile was upon her maw as she felt the little ones within her twist and kick as they settled back into place with the motion of her gait. Pausing as she leaned against the fence and gazed at the mustang that trampsed across the golden meadow, eyeing her with mild interest. She chuckled at the silly animal and thought of the blankets she'd been trying to knit, the first one she'd failed miserably on but with practice she'd finally got the hang of the strange human hobby and was creating beautiful creations from her own two hands. Her wandering mind would have continued to wander if from the corner of her eye she hadn't caught sight of two flashes of color so different from one another or the sound of voices echoing in the territory.
Leaning back from the fence the lady's attention turned quickly to the scene down the way as she quickly made to figure out just what in the hell was going on. The scent of Lucifer caught her nose and for a moment she thought that perhaps she was walking into Jefferson teaching the male a lesson but quickly she realized how wrong she was. A growl built in her throat as she stepped into the mess and declaired dryly. "You won't even raise a fang to defend your own pack and lands boy?" She knew exactly who the male before her was but she didn't raise a fuss, long ago she'd befriended the father of Lucifer and though she could hardly believe the connection she wasn't too happy to find Lucifer's cowering body bloodied on their own lands when a loner stood dominant on her own territories.
Her heckles were raised as she stood in a stance of complete power over Lucifer and expecting the male before her to drop himself into the same. She was prepared to show him who was in charge if he decided to be stupid or if by some chance he'd forgotten who exactly she was. There was no way he would be able to tell who she was in this pack, but he was on her pack's grounds now and everyone should know who should be in control here.
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A soft smile was upon her maw as she felt the little ones within her twist and kick as they settled back into place with the motion of her gait. Pausing as she leaned against the fence and gazed at the mustang that trampsed across the golden meadow, eyeing her with mild interest. She chuckled at the silly animal and thought of the blankets she'd been trying to knit, the first one she'd failed miserably on but with practice she'd finally got the hang of the strange human hobby and was creating beautiful creations from her own two hands. Her wandering mind would have continued to wander if from the corner of her eye she hadn't caught sight of two flashes of color so different from one another or the sound of voices echoing in the territory.
Leaning back from the fence the lady's attention turned quickly to the scene down the way as she quickly made to figure out just what in the hell was going on. The scent of Lucifer caught her nose and for a moment she thought that perhaps she was walking into Jefferson teaching the male a lesson but quickly she realized how wrong she was. A growl built in her throat as she stepped into the mess and declaired dryly. "You won't even raise a fang to defend your own pack and lands boy?" She knew exactly who the male before her was but she didn't raise a fuss, long ago she'd befriended the father of Lucifer and though she could hardly believe the connection she wasn't too happy to find Lucifer's cowering body bloodied on their own lands when a loner stood dominant on her own territories.
Her heckles were raised as she stood in a stance of complete power over Lucifer and expecting the male before her to drop himself into the same. She was prepared to show him who was in charge if he decided to be stupid or if by some chance he'd forgotten who exactly she was. There was no way he would be able to tell who she was in this pack, but he was on her pack's grounds now and everyone should know who should be in control here.
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