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<style>@import url(http://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Uncial+Antiqua);</style>Axelle Napier
Word Count :: 342 || Points: 3+10 I fast-forwarded a little, hope you don’t mind. Backdated to Aug 06.

The heavy scent of blood at the borders had Axelle’s mind whirling. The scents were mixed together – Malakai’s mixed with blood mixed with someone who smelled familiar. She paced the borders snarling mainly to herself, stressed from what was coming towards her and the pack borders. The sound of rumbling horse hooves made her ears tune in, and her head swiveled to the sound. Kai was on a interestingly colored horse with a girl slumped over the saddle in front of him. She was the source of the smell of blood and the familiar scent.

When Kai halted the horse just before her, Axelle moved to get the girl off of the saddle. She dropped her dead-weight body in the grass before them. ”What is this?! What have you done?” The way the girl was marked told her that it was Kai’s doing for sure. It was just his style. The familiar scent of whoever it was, was all over the horse, and when Kai slid off the back of it – not so graciously – Axelle slapped the horse’s ass. The thing whinnied, tried to kick her, and then ran off out of the borders of Anathema to who-knew-where. ”Fucking horse…” she growled under her breath, but then turned to the two before her.

Axelle sighed looking at their current problem – the unconscious, bloody coyote laying in the grass. What would they do with her? Where did she come from? Who was she? She dismissed the problem, and stepped over passed the girl. ”Pick her up and bring her to my den – then we’ll discuss this mess.” Her tone was poisonous. She was pissed at Kai. What the hell was he doing when he went off on little adventures like this? Apparently marring female coyotes in his wake. She had no idea what had happened, but she would get it all out of Kai when they got inside her den. Hopefully, no one saw them on their way in. She didn’t need any more questions aside from the ones she already wanted to ask.




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WC:529+ - OOC I don't mind at all! Points - 5


Malakai hated horses. The were irritating beasts who never seemed to do as they were told and who had the size and power to do him some serious injury if they really wanted to. This one, however, seemed to follow orders. It moved in the general direction of Anathema as Kai instructed as he tried to stem the bleeding of the stab wound to his shoulder. The blade seemed to have dug fairly deep into him and Kai had to keep pressure on his shoulder to slow the flow of blood.

As he approached the pack border with a growl, the horse not exactly keeping the ride smooth, he saw a figure ahead as if waiting for his arrival. Great. Just what he needed. An impending lecture from Axelle. His eyes cast down to the female who hadn't shown many signs of life since he had hauled her onto the horse and began riding. Perhaps she was already dead. The thought didn't bother him too much. Seeing Axelle's expression told him her mood, and she was not happy with him or what he had brought with him.

As Axelle pulled the slave girl from the horse, Kai watched as her body simply slumped to the ground. His paw was still pressed against his shoulder, tight against the wound, and it occured to him as he slid off the horse in a rather ungraceful manner that she hadn't even noticed his injury. At least, she acted as if she hadn't. For all she knew, the stab would could have severed arteries, he could be minutes from passing out himself. But her main concern was for this girl. If things had been the other way around and Axelle had arrived from an unknown battle, no matter what she had done, if she had returned injured, she would be his first concern.

As the horse was slapped and galloped away, Kai wondered why she had not kept the beast for herself, or for the pack's use. With a wince and a growl, Kai stood and lifted his hand from his shoulder to inspect the wound but rather than recieve any concern or sympathy from his mate, instead he only recieved instructions to carry the stricken girl to her den, despite the fact that he was injured, too. He kept silent for the moment on the matter, snorting briefly in answer before doing as he was told, bending to scoop the girl up. His shoulder stung as he did so, but he followed behind Axelle, heading towards the caverns.

It was only when they reached the safety and privacy of Axelle's den that Kai spoke, dumping the girl down on the ground with little care for how she was or how soft a landing she got. "Oh, I'm fine, by the way. Thanks for the concern." Kai snorted a little, his words tinged with sarcasm, referring to how unconcerned she seemed for his wellbeing. Blood matted his fur, but of course, it wasn't all his. "You should be pleased I'm not out there doing this to members of other packs... She's just some slave girl, whose time I paid for, fair and square."



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<style>@import url(http://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Uncial+Antiqua);</style>Axelle Napier
Word Count :: 364 || Points: 3 lmfaoo I forgot ALL ABOUT Kai’s wound >.<

As they walked towards her den, Axelle noticed that Kai seemed stiff and in pain, but she didn’t say anything until they got to her den. Secrecy was her main concern at the moment – she wasn’t sure if she could get in trouble for bringing an outsider over the border without consulting Naniko first. Axelle winced as she watched Kai dump the girl on the ground and became a little dizzy when she saw just how hard the girl’s head hit the floor. ”Slave or not, she is a part of life.” She said bitterly, recovering from her own imaginary migraine. She deliberately ignored his wound now as she realized just how cold he was. Kai should have known how weird she was able to get with unnecessary torture and killings. She was angered by the wasteful tendencies of some, and apparently his. Just a slave, she snorted. "Are you just a man?" She was clearly annoyed by his statement now. "Can I do what please with you - injure you in every way I know how - for no reason?" She glared at him from the corner of her eye as she went towards the woman on the floor. "No." She growled, but didn't turn to him this time.

Axelle picked up the girl carefully and laid her across the wooden table on her back. Then she assessed her wounds. As much as she disliked Rio, she wished she was here right now to help her, but she knew the basics of what needed to be done. She needed to clean the girl’s wounds first. So, she turned and walked toward her alcohol shelf. Who’s slave was this?” She peered back at Malakai clutching his bloody shoulder through the corner of her eye. She didn’t need any angry slave masters coming after her before she was able to set the girl free.

Axelle picked through her varied shelf and found the strongest vodka she had – good for cleaning wounds. She picked up the bottle carefully, trying not to knock over any of the other bottles it was behind. Then she turned and waited for Kai to answer her question with an expectant smile.




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Ooc Heh Kai got all wicked and sexy in my head. [WC: 568 || Pts: 5]


As the slaves body was dumped in such an uncaring manner to the ground, Kai let his eyes linger upon Axelle, noticing how concerned she was about this stranger, this girl he had cut up. She would have been a great deal more cut up if he hadn't been so rudely interrupted by the girls master. Her question to him, about being just a man, got to him a little. And her follow up comment, about her being able to do whatever to him for no reason, got to him even more. His mind suddenly began to work into overdrive, and immediatly, he pictured Axelle in the same position as he had been in - hovering over a body with such a look of darkness in her eyes as she sliced the body open. He felt his heart suddenly begin to race at the image, even if it was him she was cutting into. There was something so magnetic about that picture he had in his head, of that dark streak he knew she had.

He continued to keep a close eye of his female, unable to shake the mental image of Axelle, all bloodied up, lost in the moment as she let out some of that darkness and as she turned towards the shelf to look for something, his body reacted quickly. Letting go of his wounded shoulder, ignoring the sting of it for now, Kai quickly closed the distance between him and Axelle, and just as she turned back around, bottle of vodka in her hand, he would be standing right before her, only an inch away, his breaths a little quicker than before. His eyes burned now with a predatory fire as he watched her, looking to the bottle she held, his hand quickly reaching down to take it from her, almost as if he was helping her. "I don't know whose she is. I didn't ask for her masters name, but I'm sure he'll be easy enough to find." Kai didn't elaborate on why - Tyko had been left with no horse, no dagger and no slave, with some sort of injury to his leg, not to mention the knock-out blow he had landed.

Kai's attention had left the girl and her master, and was now firmly fixed upon Axelle, his body tingling with the proximity to her, with the darkness that crackled through his veins. "I think you'd like it, Axelle... If you tried it with the right person..." He meant torture. Or at least causing pain, in some amount. It was Kai's favourite hobby, and as his eyes watched Axelle's closely, trying to read her, he lifted the bottle of vodka to his lips before taking a large gulp of the burning liquid. Kai's demeanour had shifted - he had approached the pack lands as an injured party but now, he was right back in control of things once more, and it was clear that whatever darkness had showed itself when he had cut up the slave was still present in him now, his posture dangerous, confident and turned on. Lifting the bottle, he offered it back to her, the look in his eye as he regarded his mate was the same way as a hungry lion would watch a tasty, vulnerable gazelle. Like she were already doomed to be taken. Except Kai wanted to take Axelle in a whole different way.



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<style>@import url(http://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Uncial+Antiqua);</style>Axelle Napier
Word Count :: 508 || Points: 5Lol Smile

Axelle was annoyed with Kai, and refused to even look at him the first few seconds he stood over her. But when he took the bottle of liquor from her, she gazed up at his face. She watched as he took a big sip of the alcohol, ”How do you take someone’s slave and not know who they are?” She was sure that whosever possession this was, knew Kai very well. When he offered the bottle back to her, she snatched it from him and turned towards the girl on the table. Whatever else he said was in the back of her mind now as she knew as soon as she would make action, the slave would wake up. Or she should, unless she was already dead. Axelle stood over her and tipped the bottle of vodka over and poured a hefty amount of it on the girl’s injured, bloody chest.

It was only a couple of seconds that passed before Abella was awake and screaming. Her reaction to the searing pain of the alcohol touching her mangled chest was rewinding her arm, and punching Axelle in the face. Then she recoiled and watched with wide, scared eyes. The two-toned Marbas was still for a second before snarling and flipping the bottle over in her hand ready to knock her out again. What was left in the bottle leaked out over the female as Axelle hesitated, and then threw the glass to the other side of the room. CRASH! The bottle smashed against the wall and scattered about the floor in a million pieces. Axelle moved away from the female to pace farther away from her so that she didn’t wind up just killing her.

Abella sat up, but whimpered and eased toward the wall as she remembered and started feeling her wounds again. She spotted her contorted wrist, and snapped it back into place with a muffled scream to herself (she tried very hard to hold that one in). Then she looked wildly at Axelle, and then turned horrified as she recognized Kai. She looked around for something to defend herself and only found a jar of water on the table. She threatened the black wolf with it, ”Don’t come near me!” The water splashed out of the top of the jar. Her body was shaking in fear and anxiety from this new place she was in. Her eyes remained on Kai as she waved the jar in his direction like it would suddenly sprout a dagger if he even decided to sneeze in her direction.

Axelle stopped pacing. ”Who is your master?” She had calmed herself just enough to look at the coyote and hopefully hold a normal conversation with her. Axelle wasn’t too fond of slaves, and she refused treating them like slaves. ”…and what’s your name?” Axelle kept her distance from either of them. She was still pissed at Kai for what he had done, and now her, whoever she was, for what she had done, even though it was a weak punch .



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WC:306+ - OOC Points - 3


Axelle didn't answer him, therefore didn't deny that she would have fun in trying out a little bit of torture, causing his grin to broaden, even when she snatched the bottle back from him and moved around to focus her attention on the stricken slave girl. Kai turned and watched as Axelle tipped the vodka bottle up and let the contents pour over the girl, who didn't take long to respond, a shiver running down Kai's spine. This image before him was perfect - injured girl and Axelle causing her more misery. Granted, she was trying to help the slave but still, it was something he would remember for a while.

And then, that punch. Kai knew it was a reflex after the torment he had put the slave through, but when her fist connected, however weakly, with Axelle's face, every muscle in him tensed up and he swiftly went to move over to the other side of the girl, to retaliate in Axelle's behalf, to punish the girl for striking his mate. But he knew that it would only flare the situation, and so he forced himself to hang back, for Axelle's sake, not the slaves. If it were down to him, he would kill the slave girl there and then. "I never bothered to ask her name, or his. Her master was pretty old, black fur, and his leg wasn't in great condition" His answer to Axelle's earlier question. His eyes lowered to watch the panicing girl, offering her a dangerous snarl. "Tell her what she wants to know from you, or I will finish the job I started on you back out in the woods..." She would know that it was no idle threat, that if given half a chance, he would kill her, simply for the strike to Axelle if nothing else.



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<style>@import url(http://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Uncial+Antiqua);</style>Axelle Napier
Word Count :: 684 || Points: 5Ooc.

Abella’s panicked expression was locked on Kai, and she shook the jar at him – showering him in a big splash of water. Then she smashed the jar on the table, and it broke into a few good pieces – but she cut her own hand in the process. She picked up a big piece and waved that at Kai now, growling. Axelle held her arm out in front of Kai, as if to stop him if he decided to make a move against the girl. ”No, you won’t.” She eyed him dangerously, but turned back to the girl.

Seeing that Axelle defended her eased her mind a bit and she calmed down some. She lowered the piece of glass to her lap, but still kept it tightly clutched in her hand. ”Tyko is my master.” She had no idea who she was speaking to – Tyko never told her what his daughter looked like, let alone what any of his family looked like. He never shared anything with her before, so how could she know that she was putting him in danger? ”My name is Abella.” She said it quietly – no one had ever cared to know her name before. She felt a new respect for this female growing inside of her.

Abella looked away from the pair to fidget with the piece of glass in her hand, but when she looked back up – the sight she saw scared the shit out of her. Axelle seemingly was having an internal conniption. The black and white female began to growl deeply, but not at the girl. At that word. The name: Tyko. She stepped dangerously toward the girl, and Abella’s fear returned and she raised her hand holding the glass to defend herself against Axelle. ”Abella, you’re telling me that Tyko is your master?” Abella watched her, barely able to speak. ”Y-Yes…” Axelle realized she was scaring the shit out of the girl, and even though part of her didn’t give a crap – she calmed down some to a controlled furious. ”What does he look like?” It could have been a different Tyko, though she had never met anyone else with that name before.

Abella realized the female’s sudden interest in her master, and her own heart began to race. ”Why?” Realizing she was being disobedient, she quickly added, ”Black fur, pink eyes, really tall…” She hoped to save her own life; even though Tyko saved hers, she owed nothing but her life to him. And she never mentioned that she would not go against him. His death meant her freedom.

Axelle’s body lost control of her mind for about three seconds as she continued to snarl furiously. All the hair stood on end on her neck, back, rump and tail and all of her muscles seemed to tense and puff out. Kai may need to hold her back this time. She was ready for him, and she would have him soon with the help of this girl.

It took her a while to simmer down enough to talk again, and the pacing helped. In about five minute’s time, she turned to Abella again. ”I’m going to help you with your wounds and you’re going to tell me where he is.” Abella looked grave, but nodded slowly. She would bleed to death, she understood, if she didn’t get medical help. The only way she was going to be returned to him was if she led this female to Tyko. ”Can I ask your name.. Miss?” Her voice was quiet and barely spoken, as she wasn’t used to asking for anything from anyone.

Axelle looked up from pacing, completely ignoring everything around her except for Abella and the thought of Tyko swirling around in her mind. ”Axelle Napier.” Good. Now she knows who to fear. But Axelle didn’t necessarily want Abella to fear her, she just wanted to let it be known that she could be dangerous if needed be. As Axelle looked up, she noticed Abella’s eyes had widened and she seemed to realize where she was. The coygirl realized that Axelle was smarter than she looked.



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WC:239+ - OOC Can't remember if Kai knows Axelle's father's name so I'm playing it like he doesn't hehe Let me know if it needs to be changed. Points -


Malakai's eyes locked onto the girl as she broke the glass, ignoring the liquid that splashed onto him, instead his focus locked onto the roken glass she waved around aimed at him. But more importantly, he knew the girl could use it on Axelle. Everything in him tensed up, but whatever movement he had wanted to make was stopped by the hand that Axelle had put up to defend the girl. So all the big male could do was snarl his fury and frustration.

However, when the slave answered Axelle's question about her master, the name meant nothing to Kai. Why should it? But it clearly meant something to Axelle. Her reaction was instant, like every fibre in her body became firm and Kai inched closer to his female, his agression towards the slave fading in favour of his obvious concern for Axelle. Kai's hands lifted to try to brush against her waist, but she quickly moved away from him and began pacing the den. Kai wanted to soothe her, wanted to calm her a little but she suddenly headed back towards the slave girl. Kai was suddenly worried what she would do to her and so he moved up behind his mate, his hands moving to find her waist, tryiny to wrap his arms around her if she would let him, of course. He knew she was still pissed off with him. "How do you know Tyko, Baby?



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<style>@import url(http://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Uncial+Antiqua);</style>Axelle Napier
Word Count :: 635 || Points: 5Ok Smile

Axelle was a little relieved she managed to escape Kai’s attempt to touch her. As angry as she was, she might have tried to rip his head off as well. Abella watched with big eyes, mostly Axelle. She was Tyko’s target – as he knew that she would want to find him, somehow. There was no tip off, just a hunch. And he was right. Maybe it was the magenta eyes that shared telepathic thoughts between them… Or maybe not.

Axelle stood next to the cream-colored coyote, trying to get her thoughts together, but Kai constantly wanting to touch her was not helping. As he wrapped his arms around her waist once more, she went after him. Mostly with a big loud snarl and teeth. NOW is not the TIME!” The words were mixed with a snarl as she rounded on him for a few seconds until he backed up far enough away from her before returning back to Abella. She hoped Kai got the message to not touch her anymore. She continued to growl, mainly to herself though, as Kai was far enough away and Abella wasn’t doing anything to piss her off at the moment. Seeing that Axelle wasn’t able to answer the black wolf and also coming to her own conclusions, the words kind of trailed out of her mouth unexpectantly, ”He’s her father…”

Axelle was grateful that the slave girl was able to state the obvious, as Kai wasn’t getting it. It wasn’t that she was that pissed off at the fact that he used the girl for his own experimental projects, but now it was because he was being so insensitive to her obvious emotions. She was clearly in a pissed off mood, and if he knew her that well – he would know not to touch her. What other bad things had happened when he pushed her buttons before? He should think back on those.

The two-toned female was pissed, and shaking from the anger radiating through her body, but she still managed to break away from Tyko’s obvious link and walk toward her alcohol shelf. She got another bottle of alcohol and a few cloths and medical tape, then walked back over to the female and placed all the things on the table beside her. ”Lay down.” Abella looked worriedly at her, but obliged and laid back down on the table, flat on her back. Axelle uncapped the bottle, ”This is going to burn, but I need to clean your wounds better.” She went to pour it on her, but paused, ”Don’t punch me.” Abella nodded silently and squeezed her eyes shut. Then Axelle poured the alcohol on the female and she began to whine loudly again. Axelle poured the liquor all over the female’s open wounds, and then capped and set the bottle down off to the side. The alcohol dripped off of her wounds and onto the table tainted a reddish/pinkish color due to the mixture of blood into it. There was a point where the whimpering got bad, but it dyed down and Abella sat back calmly again. Axelle wrapped her wounds with the cloths and tape as tightly and good as she could. The female would be alright if she didn’t reopen them or get them infected.

Axelle helped the girl up, and pointed towards her bed. ”Rest, my dear. I’ll wake you up when it’s time to go.” Time to go meant go time. Abella nodded slowly, and went to lay carefully on the edge of the bed. She was sleeping in the matter of minutes, even though she had been sleeping the whole way there. Axelle sat her rump on the table and put her elbows on her knees. She stared at the floor, not engaging in Kai. She needed to get her mind together.



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WC:700+ - OOC Points - 7


Before he knew what was happening, Axelle's body had tensed up even more and as he tried to comfort her and calm her, suddenly she turned on him, baring her fangs at him. He immediatly released her from his embrace and took a few steps away from her, his whole body tingling at the snarl. Usually, that would have been the green flag for him to attack, and if it had been anyone else but her, Kai would have done. He froze for a second or two as he watched her, seeing her rage and frustration, and slowly, his own eyes darkened. The black male barely even heard the slave-girl's explanation as to who this Tyko was, unable to take his feral eyes from his mate. Everything in his body was tensed, responding to the threatening snarl she had given him, his muscles twitching as if they were desperate to let loose on her. But he wouldn't. He couldn't.

So Axelle didn't want him near her... Kai watched her as she tended to the slave, his blood heating within his veins, his own fury building within him. She had done nothing but lecture him since he had arrived with the girl, chastising him like a disobedient pup. He was meant to be her mate, and he had arrived home on the back of a horse, carrying an injury of his own, and yet she had barely even noticed his wound. Instead, she was more worried about some slave girl than him. And now, when all he had tried to do was to calm her, to soothe her anger, she dismissed his offer for help completely, acted as if she couldn't stand the sight of him, couldn't stand for him to be anywhere near. Axelle was the most important person in Kai's world, but he was still as stubborn and proud as they came. Holding onto his own rage, feeling the venom of his thoughts, Kai remained silent, but never once did his eyes leave Axelle, his stare confident and potent. It was clear that whatever was going on behind his eyes, in that wicked mind of his, wasn't too pleasant.

After a long moment, Kai turned and made his way over to the same shelf as Axelle had gone to, looking for anything to help him tend to his own wounds from Tyko's dagger, seeing as how his mate hadn't shown any concern. Reaching up, he found a small bottle of alcohol, with only the smallest amount left inside, but it would do. Turning to face his mate once more, his eyes finding her form, watching her with darkness in his gaze, Kai tipped the bottle he held upside down against his shoulder, letting the stinging liquid trail over his wound there, snorting at the burn. Kai watched as Axelle helped the slave girl from the table and offered her the bed before moving to the table, seeing her definate effort to keep her attention away from him, ignoring him the best she could. Axelle would feel his heated gaze upon her for a long moment before he made his move.

His form stalked towards her with a predatory slowness and just as he reached her, his hands slammed down onto the table top on either side of her in a clear 'I'm not touching you' way, a deep growl rumbling from his chest, baring his fangs at her in the same way she had done to him, making very sure that no part of him came into direct contact with her. When he spoke, his voice was low and controlled, feeling the sting of his wounds. "You will wake her when it is time to go? Is this a trip that I am invited on or do you plan on leaving me behind?" There was something darker about him now, something that felt unpredictable - a calmness that barely covered a slow-burning fury within him. Malakai looked as if he could lash out at anything or anyone right now, including her den, including the sleeping slave girl and including Axelle herself.



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Word Count :: 636 || Points: 5Ooooh pissed off Axelle >.<

Sitting there with her face in her hands, Axelle could feel Kai staring at her. She could feel the back of her head burning from the weight of his gaze. Then she stood still as she heard his footsteps coming toward her – but that slam, the slam on the table was what set her off again. It surprised the Hell out of her more than anything, but seeing that Kai was getting a little reckless now made her realize she had to put him in his place. As soon as she jumped up to look at him, she rounded on him once again. She didn’t get up from her sitting position, but snarled into his face as he did hers. Their noses were barely touching – both snarling back at one another, teeth bared – but not in a sexual way. There was no love in Axelle’s actions, especially when she had to turn ‘kill mode’ on in a couple of hours.

When he finally backed off, she got up from the table. She felt the rage coming through her. Itzal knew her frustration – he knew not to mess with her when she was pissed off like this, and why didn’t Kai? He just wanted to challenge her and make the situation worse. She wasn’t sure what the Hell she felt for him, but it wasn’t possession at this moment. She wanted him as far away from her as she could get him. Axelle stalked around Kai, all of her hair still on end. She began walking around, picking weapons off the walls and examining them – whether to use them on Kai and take her frustration out on him, or save it for when the real thing happened.

As she picked up a pointy dagger from the wall and flipped it around in her hands, she answered him, ”I would like to go alone.” Her voice was calm, but it held a heavy sound of venom to it. She didn’t bother looking back at him, and was sorry that she ignored his wounds, but after that little bout – she wasn’t saying shit to him. He could go have a rage attack for all she cared at this moment. Her mind was only focused on one thing – her hunt. Her target, her kill. She would kill him. She had enough rage in her mind to do it.

After twirling the weapon around in her hands, she equipped it to the sheath on her leg. That one would do. She could just imagine the sound of his ripping skin when she stabbed and cut the very essence of life out of him. She laughed wickedly to herself, and turned to Kai suddenly. ”Can you do me a favor, darling?” Her tone was still bitter, and a bit sarcastic now that she called him ‘darling’. She walked over to a table where she grabbed a piece of parchment she took from the carrier-crow room a few days ago, and she grabbed a quill and ink bottle. Then she started writing and was very concentrated about it. ”Can you send this to ‘Tyko Amini’ by carrier-crow for me?” She etched words into the paper, and when she was done held it up to read it. It read: “Abella. Dampwoods. Sunrise.” She wasn’t very literate, so her sentences were broken and her writing sucked. It was understandable enough, and she knew her father had been educated enough to read. So, he would get the message. ”Please?” She rolled the note and tied it with a string, and then handed it to him. ”And then come back quick. I have to talk to you.” Then she broke eye contact with him, and went to her alcohol shelf. She picked a bottle and took a huge sip, spilling some of the alcohol down her neck.



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WC:659+ - OOC Uh-oh hehe Points - 5


It was as it was when the pair had first met - both snarling, baring their fangs at each other, neither one willing to back down. Both were as subborn and proud as the other and it had led to a number of vicious, dangerous confrontations already. This was no different. Kai stared at the two-toned female, knowing that any affection or love she held for him had fled for now. Frustration and rage had replaced any feelings she carried towards the black male and Kai could see it in her eyes. It was that that made his low, deadly snarl fade in his throat, seeing the absolute lack of anything for him. Usually, during these sorts of battles between them, they both got wound up, trying to overcome the other, but eventually, just as they looked like they were about to launch themselves at each other in a fatal attack, Kai gave in to the sexual energy that fizzled between them. But not this time. This time, it was pure aggression, pure hate.

His chest heaved with every breath as he continued watching Axelle as she pulled away and began examining weapons. Kai was pumped full of adrenaline now, and he half expected Axelle to toss the blade she looked at right at him. Hearing her answer, that she wanted to go alone, he snorted in reply. Of course she did - did he think she would want him going along with her now?

He had brought this on himself, so he only had himself to blame. If he hadn't have acted in usual Kai style, perhaps Axelle wouldn't be so mad with him, perhaps she would let him touch her, perhaps she would want him to accompany her when she went after her father. But she was mad with him and there was no way she would want him going with her to the handover. Of course, Kai would go anyway, whether Axelle wanted him to or not. He would follow her, watch from a distance, to ensure she was safe. Tyko was going to be pissed enough with the fact his slave had been injured and taken in the first place.

As Axelle called him 'Darling', the word and her tone carried no affection, no care. Only bitterness and sarcasm, and it made Kai snort once more. His eyes angled down to the paper she tied, hearing her ask nicely if he would take it to the crows. His body was still tense, but he snatched the paper from her hand and with a heavy snort without looking at it before he turned and headed towards the mouth of Axelle's cave, glancing over his shoulder at the female as she told him to return quickly as she needed to talk to him. He froze - that was what he had been afraid of. That was Axelle, telling him that they weren't right for each other, that she didn't want him anymore, that it couldn't work between them. And all of a sudden, the moody, aggressive savage male in him faded. Kai didn't have much in the world, but he had Axelle and that was enough for him. Without her, he had nothing, and the thought of her stepping back from him was something to fear. He paused at the door, knowing that when he returned, she would tell him it was over, he would lose her. Eventually, he left Axelle's den and made his way towards the crows in order to do as she had asked him, to send the message she had written to the slave's master, her father. Kai knew of her hatred of him, knew she wanted him dead. There was no way he wasn't going with her, whether she knew it or not.

After competing his task with the crows, Kai slowly headed back towards Axelle's den, half expecting her to have already gone, unable to stand the sight of him anymore.



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Word Count :: 546 || Points: 5Haha, u gave me an idea O.o but nooooo . He better not follow her ! Axelle’s in war mode.

The edges of the sun were fading behind the horizon. At sunrise, they would meet Tyko. At sunrise he would get what belonged to him back, and at sunrise she would set the girl free, and set his hated soul free as well. She would send all the bad deeds he had done up to the sky where her mother could deal with them there. And when Axelle got to wherever everyone goes after death, she would get revenge on him a hundred times more – Tyko that is. And maybe Kai too, if he fucked this up.

She prepared her weapons and was strapping another dagger on her leg strap and trading it for the one that had been there when Kai walked back in looking rather blue. Her bi-colored eyes regarded him silently, and she stopped equipping herself with things. She walked over to him, grabbing a bottle of alcohol on the way, and when she reached him, poured the liquid onto his leaking wound. Then she took an unused cloth from the table and pressed it to him. She was a lot calmer now, and she leaned into him knowing that there was the tiniest chance that she could never return. She laid her head on his chest as she applied pressure to his wound. ”I’m sorry, but this is serious shit to me. Nothing can get in my way when I’m this close to getting what I always desired.” And she meant nothing, not even him. If she needed to take out all possible threats, then she would have to – even if it was Kai, the supposed love of her life.

She moved away from him, and guided his hand to hold the cloth and apply pressure to his own wound. Hopefully his blood would clot soon enough. She stripped down from her skirt, and hung it on a jagged rock sticking out from the wall. She couldn’t afford to lose her clothing. Then she put on a belt that had several loops to put more knives and things she could use against him. She was quiet the whole time, sometimes glancing toward Abella seeing as she slept so comfortably. Then when she turned around, she would peek at Kai here and there. ”You better not follow me.” She knew him already. She knew that if he was not allowed to go, he would be plotting to follow her already. ”I’m serious. Stay around the borders. If I need you, I will call for you. Stay behind.” She growled, making sure he knew that she meant business. She wouldn’t hesitate to attack him if she found him following her. She would have to, it would be the only way to control the situation.

She figured she'd give him the benefit of the doubt, and if he was as hard-headed as she was, he would need to be told of the danger that faced him if he did not listen. "Kai, I'm serious. I will not hesitate to alleviate you of your curiosity. I will attack you if I find you out there." Not that it meant anything serious to him, but while she allowed herself to be in that mindset - she would probably wind up killing him and not even knowing it.



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WC:764+ - OOC Points - 7


He was no longer the aggressive, violent male that he had been only moments before. Now, when he returned, he contemplated what exactly had happened between him and his mate that drove them to butt heads in such a way, why they couldn't see eye to eye on things. He was fairly surprised that she was still in her den, half expecting her to take the opportunity of him being gone to simply take off with the slave girl. As he entered the den, his eyes found Axelle quickly, but he remained silent, as if not wanting to risk setting her off again. The pair of them had had a moment to go through things, to calm their passions. The black male watched Axelle as she turned to approach him, gearing himself for more of her wrath, gearing himself up to give more of his back to her, but instead, she began tending to his shoulder wound as she had done to the slave girl. His body tensed and he snorted heavily as the liquid burned against his shoulder but it was a minor pain he could overcome. His focus was on Axelle the entire time and he noticed how she seemed to lean into him a little as she stood close to him, even laying her head against his chest. It was the most physical contact the pair had shared since Kai had returned from his trip to get Abella, and Kai seemed to freeze a little, as if scared that putting his arm around her as he so desperately wanted to do would set her off again, would force her to pull away. And so he simply stood there with her, wanting more of the same but making do with what he was given.

His eyes followed her but they had lost their dangerous burn. Now, they only watched her with concern and loyalty. Her words echoed in his mind time and time again, and he coudn't help but smirk just a little as she mentioned not to follow her. She knew him too well. As he pressed on his shoulder as she had shown him, Kai's grin faded quickly. Could he really let her go out there alone to meet with a presumably incredibly pissed off Tyko? If he had his way, he would be right there with her, protecting her. She had told him time and time again that she needed no protection, but to Kai, that was his job. To protect his mate. Now she had told him not to follow her. The thought of simply pacing around on Anathema lands while she headed off to meet and kill her father sent shivers down his spine. What if something happened? Kai wouldn't be there, he would arrive too late...

But it sounded like this had to be done on her terms, which meant that he had to stay away. It was clear it was not a compromise Kai was to happy with but ultimately, one he would have to live with. For her. "Alright. I'll stay on Anathema land. But I will be right at the border, waiting, listening. If anything goes wrong, if anything happens, you call me, okay? Anything. And I'll be there in a heartbeat. I'm not thrilled about the thought of you going out there by yourself, but
fine."
He would run to her faster than he had ever run before, until his lungs burst with the effort if he had to. He wouldn't be able to live with himself if she was hurt.

Moving over to her slowly, he hesitated a little, as if worried that touching her would reignite the previous fight between them, but she was his mate, and she was about to head off on her own to meet and slay the father she had hated for so long. He had a right to be worried about her. "Axelle, please just make sure you come back safely." His hand reached out, letting his palm stroke firmly against her abdomen and over her stomach, the other dropping from his shoulder to slowly slide halfway around her lower back, as if moving in for half a hug. "All of you." His voice had dropped in volume now, and his entire body language held no aggression or dominance, all that was in him now was concern and fear, for her life and for their pups. His eyes found hers, begging with her to do as he asked and to return home in one piece. "I love you... Please stay safe out there... I can't lose you."



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Word Count :: 346 || Points: 3I guess have Kai take care of Couer while they sleep .. And by the time he returns, Axelle will be up.. Smile

Axe found herself nodding, but not really agreeing. She wasn’t that pregnant, and with Kai constantly touching her stomach, she felt like she was reaching the end of it – which in reality, it was only just beginning. She barely had a baby bump yet, and whatever symptoms others experienced while pregnant, well, she didn’t have those yet. She shooed Kai’s hand away from her body, especially her stomach. She didn’t like to be touched in that kind of way. Axelle was not a gushing mother, and even though she probably should have been, she wasn’t. And never would be.

The two-toned female had only a few hours before she woke the coygirl up and they rushed out to meet him. Axelle wandered over to her bed, the space where the girl wasn’t sprawled out on, and laid down too. ”I need a big favor from you: make sure Couer is watered and fed, and ready to be taken out in a few hours. Have him waiting for me outside by dawn. I will be up soon.” She wasn’t tired at all, but she understood she needed rest. She wouldn’t be able to function right without it. Despite not feeling tired, as soon as she let her eyes slide closed, she was out for the count. Her and Abella were sleeping soundly on the bed – and hopefully Kai would go and do his task while they rested.

Many lazy dreams swirled around in Axelle’s head as she slept the most restless sleep yet. Her stomach was in knots, and the excitement she felt in her very core was unnatural. Was this how Eztli felt when committing a kill? Or what about Itzal? They both seemed to get off on the pure essence of murder – did they feel as weirdly excited as she did right at this moment? Even especially while still dreaming. Many pictures and scenes flashed through her mind of her killing him, beating him and it somehow gave her confidence with what was to come, even though it still scared the shit out of her.



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WC:553+ - OOC Points - 5


As Axelle shooed his hands away, his heart sank just a little more and his head bowed some. It was as if she couldn't stand his touch, like his fingers felt like poison to her. A brief lance of anger flooded through his system at the thought that his own mate didn't want him near and he figured it may have been due to the task she was focusing on - the slaying of her father. Perhaps it was just this thing with Tyko that was causing her to be so distant and dismissive. Perhaps she would become a little more receptive to him when she returned, once it was done. When she returned, not if, he told himself.

Kai watched as Axelle headed over to the bed and joined the slave girl, nodding at her instructions about the horse. He wasn't crazy about the beast but he would do as Axelle asked him. Kai turned to head out, and as he glanced over his shoulder to remind Axelle to be careful and to call if she needed him, he saw she was asleep so he simply headed out.

Couer was as pleased to see Malakai as he was to see the horse. Both glared at each other for a moment, imposing their will on the other, until Kai approached the beast. He tried not to get too close to the horse if he could help it but now, he had a job to do. He gave the animal water and made sure his feed was topped up and as the animal munched on the straw and hay, Kai patted the beast's neck, speaking to him quietly, as if the horse could understand his words. "I know you care for her like I do, so when you're out there with her, keep a watchful eye on that male. If he goes for her, it is your job to help protect her, okay?" The horse made no sign that he had understood his words and instead continued eating.

Kai spent a few hours with the beast, making sure, as Axelle had told him to, that the animal was ready to go when the sun rose. He made sure the saddle was mounted, that the animal had had plenty of water and Kai had made sure to pack a little food and water for Axelle and the slave, just in case, as well as a few medical supplies. Once that was done, Kai led the animal around to the mouth of the caverns and securing the reins to a hitching post nearby, the black male returned inside to Axelle's cave. His own nerves were growing for his mate's safety. Kai knew of Tyko's strength despite his age and ailments, after all he had managed to stab him in the shoulder. A thought occured to him but he quickly shook it away. He wondered if things were the other way around and it was him getting ready for a kill, for a fight to the death, would Axelle be as worried about him as he was about her? Something inside of him doubted it. In fact, he wasn't sure if she would show any concern for his safety at all. It was the upcoming fight, he told himself. Things would be better once she was back.



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Word Count :: 500 || Points: 5PP with Kai helping Abella? Hope that’s alright. And end with your reply? I'm going to start the other one now.

It was like something calling her out of her sleep. Axelle’s eyes just popped open. She saw that Abella was already sitting up and carefully stretching, and Axelle did the same, though she didn’t need to be careful about the muscles she popped back into place. It was ‘go time’. Axelle originally went to sleep fully equipped with weapons and such, all she needed was Couer and Abella to make this complete. Axelle rose from the human bed while the coyote still sat there blinking. ”Did you sleep good?” She was sure the girl probably slept better than she had in a long time knowing that she was safe, as well as in a comfortable bed. Abella nodded, but didn’t say anything. She stood carefully, and stretched every other muscle as well.

Axelle moved over to the wall and placed the belt she originally had around her waist, back. She didn’t need it. All she needed was her dagger, her claws, her brain, and her various fighting skills. She was set. Couer and Kai were probably waiting for them outside, and she had Abella. So everything was set in motion. The black and white female couldn’t even think about food for herself, but gave a big slab of meat to Abella to chew on while they walked to the horse.

The cave’s corridors seemed exceptionally longer than usual, but they eventually began to see the light of outside. It was dim light, but it was a lot brighter than inside the caves. Axelle’s eyes had to adjust, and she squinted once she walked out into the daylight, but quickly recovered. Seeing that Kai had saddled up Couer was a treat, though she never rode with a saddle before. Maybe it would be easier.

She used her left leg to step up on the stirrup and swing her right leg up over the large horse. Her rump fit well in the Luperci-made saddle, and she instantly realized that the ride couldn’t be that bad. Couer snorted a greeting to his master, and Axelle patted his neck. Then she looked down at Malakai, ”Thank you. Can you help her on please?” Axelle waited for her man to help Abella on, and when the slave was situated, Axelle turned to her over her shoulder. ”Grab my waist, girl. This is going to be a bumpy ride.” Then she turned back to Kai, ”I will be alright. Stay close, and stay alert. I will call for you when it’s over.” She didn't mention anything about getting hurt because she believed this to be impossible. She would not go down without a fight, and would not need him to come save her again. She would be alright. Then she kissed her hand and blew him a kiss, dipped her head toward him, and nudged Couer with her heels. He obviously sensed her urgency because he broke off in a run towards the borders. The trio was gone in a few minutes, out of sight toward the battlefield.



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WC:279+ - OOC Yeah its all fine with me. END. Points - 0


The idea of Axelle going off without him still didn't sit right with him, but what other choice did he have? As Axelle and the slave appeared, Kai led them to the horse and smiled a little as Axelle noticed the saddle - he wanted her to be as comfortable as possible on this trip. Nodding softly as he was instructed to help the slave girl onto the back of the beast, Kai did as he was told and with a fluid motion, though he winced a little as his shoulder wound twitched a little, he hoisted the girl up, allowing her to climb onto the back of the horse.

Her words to him caused him to nod confidently. "Yeah, I know you will be alright." He hoped his bravado masked his fear well enough. He again nodded as Axelle told him she would call when it was done with. "Okay, I will be our borders, listening closely." He didn't need to tell her again that if anything went wrong, she should call for him. He smiled a little as she blew him a kiss, before he had to watch his female ride off for a confrontation long overdue with her father. Feeling lost almost, Malakai sighed heavily, glancing around before following after Axelle and the horse. He trailed them across Anathema territory, but he stopped at the edge of their borders, taking the time to shift into his Secui form, making himself as ready as he could be just in case she did need him. And there, he sat, looking out into the treeline, his ears flickering with every noise, his body ready to move in a heartbeat.



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