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Teo's like, a yard or two from the borders. Foward-dated to the 8th. / +503

He shouldn't have been there. He should've been home, resting from his mix up with Vesper. He should've been in AniWaya, where he belonged. But when did Matteo ever stay out of trouble? He'd gotten a taste of freedom after leaving Anathema and that was it. Loyalty just didn't stay put in the albino's mind. He did what he wanted, when he wanted and half the time, he didn't even realize he was doing anything wrong.

Maybe he should've listened when Ahi told him to go home, to stay home, to rest and focus on his job as Kunikoti. Maybe he should've heeded her warnings.

But no. Instead, he found himself crouched down in the trees just a few yards from Anathema's borders. The dreaded place. Up above, a few yards ahead, he could hear the babble of crows. They knew he was there, but he wasn't close enough to cause any alarm. He'd been listening to them for over an hour now, trying to pin point a break in their formation, a weak spot, to penetrate the packlands and make a daring attempt to scout out more information on what the cave-dwelling wolves had been up to since his departure.

Vaguely, he could make out shadows in the trees. Crows. So many of the little bastards. Too many to count. How could they even stand to be near them so much? Bastard creatures were loud, ugly and noisy. He'd never hated any animals before but the sight of a crow made his stomach twist and bend. Alaki.

With a dark rumble, he skirted around the edges of the territory, closing in a little more and trying his best to stay undercover. He'd left his horse, Jericho, and his clothes a mile back, hidden away in a thicket. Jericho knew to run and kick if ever someone tried to ride her other than Teo, and that knowledge wasn't lost on the albino rider. He knew his horse was safe.

He just needed a few more minutes. More babbling from above. Damn birds, always in the way. If only Camilla were there... she'd be able to shoot each out of them out of the sky before any of them had the chance to sound an alarm. If only he'd learned to use a bow and arrows. If only he'd decided to stay home that day.

A sharp pain in his side told him he needed to rest, the bruise still fresh under his fur. With a pant and a grimace, he scooted back into the cover of the brush, frost bitten as it was, to check his injuries. The bruise was healing quickly, but it was also the most painful of his wounds, a dark colored splotch across his left side, covering almost the entirety of his ribcage there. Nasty thing. Too focused on his injuries, the babbling of the crows, he'd never even notice if someone had spotted him or not. The bruise... stupid bruise, go away!

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Forgive the crappy post



So it was early though it wasn't very early but aeron couldn't sleep. In honesty she shouldn't be out and about. She should stay home and rest let the wound on her arm heal but that was not aeron. aeron was thick headed she was also to proud to let a wound hurt her. she sighed as she moved along the border atop elzar. She could still smell her blood on him.

she looked up and let a light growl emitted from her. the wind carried a scent that she had not smelt in a while. she wondered what brought him here he was not allowed here. He was to stay away did he enjoy playing with fire. She tapped El and he surged forward causing pain in her arm.

Aeron looked ahead of her as she pulled back on the reigns keeping herself at a distance as she looked at what was before her. Yes indeed it was who she thought it was. "Hey you what are you doing here?" She asked as she looked at him. She urged Elzar forward more stopping at a better speaking distance. ,b>"You beter have a good reason. She stated


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Teo's goin' crazy. :o Gonna try and use all of my crazy teo tables in this one. XD +359

The sound of approaching hooves didn't break him from the babbling, the constant murmurs of half-familiar speech above him. Crows, crows, crows... everywhere, all over the place, all of them watching, waiting, ready for him to make his move. Always a step ahead of him. Always there, always mocking him for his pain. Crows, crows, crows...

"Hey, what are you doing here? You'd better have a good reason." A voice.

Not a crow. Not a bird. A person. A wolf. Wolf. Evil, vile creature, as bad as the crows. Dual-colored eyes shot around to look at the one addressing him and at first, there was no humanity there. Feral gaze settled first on the horse. A horse was speaking to him? No, not a horse. The rider. Aeron. He knew her. Aeron. The woman who'd lived near him once. In the caves. Anathema. She was a part of that place. Evil. Bad.

The babbling stopped. The sounds faded and the pain finally ebbed away. Realization overcame him and he backed away, hackles lifting dangerously and teeth flashing out from behind pale lips. I'm not on your territory. I owe you no explanation. He spat defensively, obviously not the same timid thing he'd been during his time in Anathema. The tattoos, the new scars, the bruise... so obvious under pale fur.

Then common sense kicked in and he flattened his hackles. ...sorry, Aeron. I hold no spite against you. He murmured, sitting up a bit, ears flat. This place is a nightmare for me. I don't know why I'm here, but I never meant to cross the borders. Lies in the end, but well told ones. The words he spoke sounded honest, as always. A liar he'd never been before leaving Anathema. Now, it was a part of his demon, his nightmare, his everything and his nothing. Lies, all of it, lies. He wasn't even sure what was the truth anymore. ...you're hurt. No concern, no pity. Just a statement, flat and uncaring. What happened? Uncaring and flat, emotions hidden, turmoil still raging in his mind. The babble was starting to whisper again. Damn those birds.

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Sorry I was gonna bust out posts all night for this then I had two drinks o.o man it sucked



Matteo he was once the mate to Alaki. But he had left breaking a law that aeron cared little about. She didn't like all the rules that lay in anathema nor did she care that this man was here. In honesty most of this was just a face she knew Nani had said to not allow him back or Gemma. She would keep him out that was not her duty but she was inching her way to become Naniko's number three. She wuld do anything to prove loyalty to the queen of these great lands.

"I hold nothing against you either. I care not what you did. Nor did you pass our borders but. Naniko wishes you not be on them and I will be sure to keep my word by protecting these lands. she stated as she looked at him. She didn't care what grudge he held with alaki or anyone else here. She had no bone to pick with him unless he crossed into her land.

He spoke about her injuries and she shrugged. "Ha this i've had worse." true statement her chest wound had been worse and she didn't really care. Though she had cause Io to nearly die of heart failure from worry. She looked at him a bit more and shrugged. "most of it is fuzzy from passing out but I think I was jumped. To be honest I don't care to remember. All I need his her name and I will find her and kill her. Rage had built up slightly. But she soon calmed and went back to her rock face as she watched him.


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#324 :: Still goin' crazy... xD

Aeron spoke of her loyalty to Naniko and for a moment, feral mind understood more than the boy himself. His eyes still held that dangerous gleam, the one that sparked brighter every time a crow called out in the background. Babbling... babbling... babbling...

She cast off the injury as minor compared to some she'd had, then went on to explain that she couldn't actually remember how it had happened, just that she was attacked. Teo blinked up at her and opened his mouth to speak... then the pain hit him again, like a stitch in his side. He winced, rumbled in instinctive protest and curled in on himself for a moment, hackles lifting.

Babbling... babbling... babbling...

Crows.. crows.. crows.. crows.. crows..

Then it ebbed again, after a few moments, and he came back to himself, ears still pinned but fur flattening again and eyes becoming focused. He was panting. S-sorry. You're not the only one with injuries. He explained, shifting to the side and turning his back on the crows in the forest, hoping it would help block them out. I don't plan on crossing the borders. Like I said, I don't even know why I came here. He glared at the terrain around him, as if it were at fault. I've gotta ask though...

He looked back up at her and for a moment, remembered a sort of kinship he'd had with Anathema. Evil place. Bad. But home at one point. Home. Not home now, but once. Eyes settled on the woman's arm and he frowned. Have you been to a Furcas to get it looked at properly? It didn't look well cared for, at least, not from where he sat, feet below her on the ground, while she sat atop a horse. Horse. He'd forgotten the creature was there. Where was his mind today? Gone with the winds, flying with the crows.

Crows.. crows.. crows.. crows.. crows..

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Sorry I was gonna bust out posts all night for this then I had two drinks o.o man it sucked 246words



Aeron was a bit concerned about the male at the border. There was just something off about the white male and she wondered if she should escort him all the way home. She watched him as he doubled over in pain. She almost wanted to laugh almost wanted to but she held her composure. She watched him stone faced as he battled with the pain.

He seemed to get a grip on himself rather easily and he spoke. "Sorry is for the weak." Something that had been drilled into her mind from the time she was young. You never said sorry you never forgave but all those rules changed when she looked at Io. But he was not her Io, he was an outcast.

"You did not have to ask and to answer you no." Io had done a good enough job she didn't care much about the wound anyhow. Sliding down of of Elzar she looked at Matteo. "I do not think I'm the one who needs it anyhow. I think it'd be best if you ran home to Aniwaya to seek aid for your wounds. she patted the black stallion. then looked back at Mateo.

She touched her arm it still seered with pain but she didn't allow that to show as she looked at him. Maybe he was right she should go see panda and have the woman fix it right. Io had done what she could but Io was no medical specialist.


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#346 :: The reason.

When she got off of the horse, Teo reacted poorly. He shuffled away from her a foot or so and rumbled a feral growl in warning. When she made no move towards him, he calmed again. However, at her mention of going back to AniWaya, that feral rumble came back. No. Not yet. There's still... something... something need... He shook his head, trying to clear the fog. Something I need to do. He still sounded unclear of himself.

More babbling. Crows...

He looked up at her for a moment and then seemed to remember what it was he'd come this far for. Information. Ezekiel, the Clan king. He was supposed to get information. Aeron... are you a woman of trade? He felt his composure returning, his strength coming back. The pain had ebbed away into numb memory now and the crows had grown used to him being there. They no longer fussed or crowed at his appearance. They'd grown quiet and he could think again.

I will leave, but I can't leave empty-handed. There's something I need to know first. Alaki was starting work on a village when I left. Down by the old mill. He sat up again, this time easily, without any wincing or show of pain. I can't leave until I know how it's coming along. I wanted to help with it, before everything happened. Call it strange, but I can't leave until I know. If you tell me... I'll fix your arm proper. You won't have to let your packmates know that your arm is a weak point and by the time they figure it out, it'll be healed. He could call Jericho to him and his things were in the saddle bag she wore, including the basic medical supplies. He hoped she'd agree to his 'trade', medical help and a promise to leave peacefully in exchange for some information. He'd learned what he could about the crows... all he needed now was information on the village and he'd have a good enough report to take back to Ezekiel.

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Sorry I was gonna bust out posts all night for this then I had two drinks o.o man it sucked 231words



Aeron looked at him as he growled at her a bit. What did he think he was? She was not happy to hear the growl but it died and then picked up with the mention of aniwaya. Well now did someone not like their knew home? Aeron watched him as he seemed to still struggle to find his words.

He was really making her laugh she did not show it outwardly as she looked at him. thinking of Alaki the man wa hurt from the bear attack. She should find him a see how he was doing. She found herself thinking about just walking away.

She looked down at him. "the village oh yes I live there. its coming out wonderful. We finished a hotel there where i live and where those training my stay so that they don't have to travel back to the dens. she stated as she looked at him. "theres still much to do Alaki and I along with a few others will get it all done i'm thinking byt the end of summer. She stated as she smiled.

Though the real question was where in the hell would she find Alaki later. He was hurt so he couldn't go far. though he was still better off then this sap. "Is that all you wanted to hear?" She asked looking at him. She dealt in trade but she wondered if she should allow him to touch her.


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#184 :: The deal.

The mention of the Rakeeb's name had his hackles lifting, but no sound came out this time. No growl, no rumble, no mention of it. That's all I wanted to know, yeah. I'm glad to hear he's doing a good job with it. He feigned a heaving sigh of relief and stood, ignoring the pain in his side this time. If you want, I can work on your arm for you. He offered her a tentative smile, a peaceful expression, in hopes that she'd trust him enough to let him fix her arm up better than it was.

My things are with my horse. She's just a ways back. Say the word and I'll call her to me and I'll get to work on that arm of yours. He moved a few steps away from the border now, showing the honesty behind his words; he'd leave now, if she told him to. He had the information he wanted and that was that. They expected to get things done by the end of the summer... but he wondered if they'd be able to manage.

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Sorry I was gonna bust out posts all night for this then I had two drinks o.o man it sucked 171words



Aeron watched him as she looked around she wasn't sure when she'd be able to see panda and by that time. she shivered a but at the thought of losing her arm. "ok, you've got me. she said as she looked at him. She hadn't seen it since Io fixed her up and she wasn't positive that it was going to heal well. But then she hadn't cared she ws to weak to order Io around and Aeron had nothing to burn the wound with. she looked at him and pulled out a blanket from Elzars bag.

You came all the way out here to get beat up and get info about a stupid valley? I do believe you have lost it. She stated looking at him. She pulled her cloak off and threw it over her horse's back. she then took off her shirt revealing her arm which was wrapped to the best of Io's doing.

She sat herself down on the blanket and waited she dear not unwrap it.


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Doctor mode. B)

When she commented on his reasons for being there, Teo laughed bitterly. I've been pretty messed up since I left the caves. He admitted, then turned to whistle sharply, a skill he'd grown fond of since most luperci couldn't manage it; it was all in the tongue. In mere minutes, the sound of hooves on crisp earth grew louder until the pale mare came trotting up to him obediently, whickering softly at the sight of her rider on four legs, something she still wasn't used to.

He took a moment to loop around and get behind the mare, shifting out of view into his optime form and then making quick work of finding his clothes; nudity was something he just didn't do in optime form, for reasons obvious when looking south. Damn piercings.

He dressed quickly and then messed through the saddle bag until he'd found his medical pack, which he brought over to Aeron and then settled beside her with crossed legs. Alright, now, I'll need to undo the wrappings. Hold out your arm? He held his hands out to her to rest her arm in, his touch gentle and careful, mind in the moment instead of in his thoughts and woes for once.

I've never actually been on my own before. Leaving Anathema... that was my first time living without my brother or my parents. Gemma sees me as the one making the decisions and Camilla's just a kid... so it's weird being the one in charge. He murmured, talking to fill the silence more than anything. He hoped she was in a mood to either ignore him or listen, because talking while he worked helped him concentrate.

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Sorry I was gonna bust out posts all night for this then I had two drinks o.o man it sucked 306 words



Aeron nodded she knew what those caves did to her and thats why she did not live in them she was no cave wolf she was a coyote who needed air and freedom. she waited sitting on her blanket as she listened to the sounds around her. The horse heavy on its feet in a rush to come to its caller was here in whats seemed like mere seconds.

Aeron shivered this is why she wore clothes and But it'd be impossible to get at the wound if she was wearing her shirt. She glanced over his was as he fiddled behind his horse.She just sat there. Golden ear's shifting ever vigilant to the sounds around them. She still had duty to her land and she would get up and leave if there was trouble.

He sat down and asked her to lift her arm. Lifting it she hesitated to touch him. Instead she clenched her fist and held her arm out. looking the other way she huffed.

So leaving anathema in a sense is the child taking the first leave from the parent. Or Better yet the child running away. she said looking at him. She tried to pay no mind to the wound she knew was still bleeding and still sore. "Poor Alaki paid the price for your childish way. But I guess each child must find their own path at some point and time.

She looked at him waiting for something. "but heed my warning Gemma is much like my mate. Don't get yourself wrapped up wrong twice. She looked away and took a breath Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned....... Nor hell a fury like a woman scorned..... That was her warning that was all she would say. She loved Io but she hated the things she did.


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The truth comes out! :o

At the sight of the somewhat cared for wound, the medic in Teo wanted to slap someone. Still bleeding? This needed stitches, not wrapping! He sighed and got to work unwrapping it, careful not to hurt her too much as he did. I'm going to have to clean and stitch this, Aeron. Whatever did this to you went in pretty deep. Only other way to stop the bleeding if it's still going at this point would be burning it... but stitches hurt less. They were annoying to have in and they were irritating during the time they started to fall out, itchy and uncomfortable, but they worked and had less risk of damaging the nerves that burning.

Once unwrapped, he started work on cleaning. A bottle of off-clear liquid was pulled out of his bag and the scent from in once he opened it told everyone within a good radius that it was alcohol. This'll sting. A lot. He warned, but got to work anyway.

She told him things he already knew and recited a line his mother had told him plenty of times as a child. He frowned. ...It wasn't fair, what I did to Alaki. Had there been any other way, I wouldn't have left him. Then she mentioned Gemma and he grimaced.

I know very well what Gemma's like. It's why she's not my mate, nor will she ever be. He wouldn't admit to being like her in a sense. At least his flirting and side lovers were based around relationships, like friends with benefits, unlike Gemma who, and he knew full well she did, screwed anyone who looked her way. I never left with the intention of making her my mate. I would've asked Alaki along with me, but I knew he'd say no. And back then, I felt as if sneaking out would be the only way I'd be able to get away from the caves... and from Giuseppe.

Running away. He'd been no more than a child then, and running away had seemed like the only option. He couldn't have possibly taken Alaki away from his position as Rakeeb! ...Aeron, if he smells my scent on you... please tell Alaki that I'm sorry. That I love him and I never meant to hurt him. He murmured softly, voice pricked with sorrow as he moved on from cleaning her wound to threading a needle, ready to start stitching.

He reached over and grabbed a thick chunk of jerky from the same bag, holding it out to her. Bite on this, but don't chew it. It'll keep you from damaging you jaw and teeth. And from biting me. Stitching hurts and most people clench their jaws to keep from tensing up. If you were to tense up, there's a good chance the stitches will rip when you relax again afterwards. So in other words, focus on the yummy thing in your mouth and nod the nasty needle going in and out of your arm, okay? Okay.

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Sorry I was gonna bust out posts all night for this then I had two drinks o.o man it sucked 306 words



Aeron sat there and listened. I know how bad it is I didn't have a fire going so I couldn't burn the wound shut. she said looking at him. She had been through enough fights and done enough healing of her own body that she no longer cared how bad things were though she should have seen panda she should have gone to the caves and been healed but she just let Io stop the bleeding then.

Sting? Pain it didn't matter she just let him do what it was he was doing. She had seen how bad it was yesterday and it worried her that she may lose her arm. Though did that really matter so much to her. She didn't think about the sting. No it wasn't I understand in ways but still my heart goes to him She said. She was not noramlly this nice to any male but maybe aeron understood. Deep down she wasn't terrible

She ignored most things about Gemma and her attention was caught by the mention of alaki. "I might I don't know if I'll see him anytime soon. But if he asks I promise I will get your sorries She admitted. She didn't normally seek him out though she might not to talk about Teo but to talk about the bear attack and to see if he was ok.

the smell of meat hit her as she looked at him really he expected that she was that weak. No maybe that wasn't it "I'll pass pain is nothing one can ignore it with will power." She stated as she released her fist and took a few deep breaths and readied her self for a sensation she had never felt before. "Alright lets see how this is." She said closing her eyes as she took slow calming breaths

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