Expect the Unexpected
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OOC: This takes place in New France, back when Axelle is just a young tyke. This is a random day when her father is talking to himself, and her mother had just died. Anyone welcome to join in as a part of the pack, or whatever Smile

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He was doing it again. Axelle hid nearby, in her small birthing den while she secretly watched her father, Tyko, have a very in depth conversation with himself. ”No, no I cant! I wont!” he harshly whispered to himself, trying to hide it, but he was still obvious as he stood there by himself. The brute appeared to be arguing with himself, and this scared young Axelle. She stayed as low, and as farthest back in the den as she could fit. It hid most of her body, but she could still be seen. Her siblings and her all believed that whatever lived in Daddy’s head was the cause for their mother’s recent death.

Axelle didn’t understand it much, but what her father had was a split personality. He had his times where he was strong against the voices and they could not control him, and other times when the voices completely took control. They had believed that his mate, Anette Napier, was a selfish whore and she needed to be eliminated. So, she was by his hands. Her throat was slit one morning and there was blood around where he was sleeping the night before. Of course, he woke up in a different place that morning with nothing on his hands or face so it didn’t even look like he was the suspect. Axelle and the rest of what was left of her siblings had witnessed waking up to their mother one morning only to find her throat contents spilling out all over the ground she once silently slept on.

The visions of that night haunted Axelle for the longest. This caused her to withdraw from everyone, including her siblings, and want to hide from everyone especially her father. She had missed her Mom so much, it was her Mom that gave her the unique fur she wore, and it was her mother that gave her the mentality she was loved for. Now, she was gone. All of it ripped away from her, including all of the good traits Mom once taught her. She was nothing but a blank canvas now, left with no guidance and no normalness. What would become of her?

Axelle continued to hide in her hole, but this place wouldn’t save her from him for long at all. Whoever was telling him to kill off his family was a strong someone, and it was working. They were getting him to do the job. She had a horrible feeling that she was next. As soon as the black wolf ceased talking to himself, he looked in her directly viciously. Axelle whimpered and crouched lower to the ground, still visible though. The big black male took a step toward her, but it seemed he was blindsided by the voices again. While he was busy, she made a run for it. She tore ass out of the little den she hid in as fast as she could, and ran toward any other wolf she could find in their group. At least they could try to protect her.




Word Count → 509

Points → 5


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