Aurora

I used to frown upon evil
Now I live in the shadows
I'm liking it better than ever
You can't knock it till you try it
Ever had the taste for blood, honey..?

Aurora sauntered up to the border line with the ease and grace that had always been with her body. She was five years old now, and wasn't as nervous as when she was younger. Let's just say she learned a lot more stuff from being a loner that she thought she could. Especially how to drive males crazy with her beauty, but more importantly how to kill if she needed to. N would be lucky to her her on his side if the battle need should ever arrive.. Now Aurora may seem slightly insane these days, but she wasn't in the least at all. It was just how she was, really. The mad twinkle in her baby blue eyes. Or the way she would talk of death, blood, or fighting. You would think she was talking about her pups or mate, if she had them. Not to mention the roll of her muscles on her muscular body as she moved. She was slender around the stomach and waist, but her shoulders were buff. She has battle marks here and there, but not a lot scaring her body. Some of them were still healing and would be gone soon enough as well. A smirk plainly on her face she lifted her head to the sky, and proceded to part her maw as her song split the air with revengeful sounds. It was her howl calling to the lead for acceptance and it sounded of pain, anger, revenge mostly, and in the center a beautiful melody.

No, this wasn't the first time Aurora had been here either. Where she stood now was also the place where she first joined, a grassy hill with baby blue colored flowers upon it. She could remeber when OEMOR first allowed her too join, and her first packmate friends. Not only that, but she also remembered when a intruder passed came a calling. Aurora hadn't been pleased, but OEMOR didn't seem to care. Now Aurora chuckled to herself I guess that's why you didn't make it in the real world huh, champ? Aurora could make fun of him, call him whaterever she wanted, after all he wasn't around no more. Neither was he HER alpha. Nobody controled her now, but soon she might have someone controlling her. Still smirking Aurora laid down on her stomach to await for the alpha. She wouldn't submit to anyone else till he came to greet her. Rumors were that their was only one alpha here, a male so she considered he lived like OEMOR had. Which meant no alpha above him, and he accepted females that would be his. Now her smirk grew bigger before returning to a sly one. Let's see him try to control this fea...Little did she know was that she might of gotten her rumors wrong.

I promise it'll make your buds explode
I'll be there to watch you taste it
Just make sure you thank me
Or your pleasure will be short lived
For I'll drink your blood if I must...

N

Things were going very smoothly. There was much bustle about his territory these days, and he hadn't gotten any sass from Emilina in months. Fantastic!

Now as he lounged on a outcropped boulder over the main meadow of his land, not really looking at nothing, but looking at everything at the same time. His eyes were glazed over and his mind was elsewhere, specifically on a heavenly looking field with rolling hills with a pretty little number beside him.

He knew he had broken Emilina, but he hadn't expected it to come so quickly. His disgust waned him from her for months after the first few times he had bred her. Then, he grw to accept it so long as he gained something to hold above her head and reignite her passionate fire he had once observed as she romped in the meadow with her younger siblings.

A drowsiness began to ooze through his veins and the lids of his eyes grew so very heavy. Before he could lay his ebon head onto his lean legs, a shrill call rang out across the mountain and through his meadow, and he was on his feet in a blink. Head tilited forward, ears twitching in the wind, he captured another howl, a different one, even more shrill. Wolves on his border.

He thought at first of sending a henchman, either Cobalt or Rauk, but he figured they were off settling other things already and wouldn't get here quick enough. With a yawn and a leap, he was on his way to the border.

On his way down the mountain he saw his subjects, in the trees, in the skies, or before him, marching about, conspiring, and nodding their heads to him as he passed. N demanded acknowledgement at all times, but in the past few weeks he had grown lienient because of Emilina's state. he had always given her a little break as she was coming close just to be back upon her back within a month. It was a glorious task that he alone had, and no other male would ever have, and that made him feel invinceable.

Closing in on the perimete of his territory, N looked out and saw a female, which stirred a little something in his chest and...somewhere else. Her pelt glittered with many different hues, a prism in his eyes. The king smirked.

And then there was a sleek male at the opposite corner which didn't pose much of a threat. He expected as much since his power was expanding and neighboring territories knew the incentive of his alliance.

He effortlessly sung a strong note, permitting the two into his land, and stood vigilantly on his post to meet them. It's not that he was too lazy or frightened to go to the border, but he wanted it to seem like he was welcoming and trusting, even if he knew what rumors were going around.

Rauk

The heavy-hoofed behemoth was trekking across a stretch of lowlands, preferring the cool, spongy ground to the stiffer terrain of the meadows and highland forests. By virtue of his nature, Rauk felt more at ease when he was in the thickets, though lately he found that his general attitude had softened in prelude of Emilina's birthing. It always did, whenever N's domineering attitude towards the fae lessened at the end of her pregnancies, before the pups came. Deep down, he knew it was because he held a soft spot in his heart for the broken wolfess, and a fondness for her that reflected the way the bull had once cared for her mother.

Rauk's head rose from the waters where he'd been sipping, giant eyes fixated on nothing in particular as his ears turned towards the howl of strangers. He'd been on his way to speak with N, having paused for a moment to quench a thirst. Now, his agenda was changed - stepping slowly from the rippling waters of a small brook, the bull moose stood still a moment longer until his master's howl sounded out in response to the wolves.

'He's inviting them in.'

The single thought assured Rauk that this wasn't an instance of random outsiders trying to cause trouble; at least, he hoped that wasn't the case. To be on the safe side, the long-legged Rauk set his body in motion and took up a jogging pace so that he would meet up with N and keep vigilance on the situation as it transpired. Above all else, he had to ensure the safety of the king.

Aurora

Aurora was still laying comfortably on her stomach when she pricked her ears. Nose in the air she smelled someone approaching, but soon stopped. In the smell she could tell that it was a brute. Just as she thought this a howl pricked the air. It was inviting her to come to him, along with another wolf. Still others tried to out do her, huh? Well no anymore she thought. She remembered with so many tried to be better than her like run faster, fight better, or whatever. Let's just say Aurora got sick of it. Now she could see the brute. Standing to her feet she headed toward him in a slightly slow manner. Let him watch my grace she thought to herself with a still playful smirk gracing her maw. Her muscles rolling ever so easily as her beautiful body came closer. She didn't look for the other brute he had called, nor did she care to look. All her attention was on the brute who called her forth, and who she knew to be the alpha, N.

The first thing she noticed as she came in leaping distance was that he was black as night. Ahhh, it would be heard to find him without smell at night, oh well Aurora was used to things the hard way. Try fighting a black pelted wolf at night, and see how far you get. Aurora didn't stop at leaping distance, no she went to touching distance where she rolled over, submitting at his feet. Exposing her neck and stomach like any wolf submitting would do Aurora looked up at his face to see his reaction. Her eyes caught his red ones that reminded her of blood. Her baby blue orbs still twinkled with madness as her sly grin was visible. Oh, how she loved messing with others minds. It got her adreline pumping as she waited for him to accept her or to try to fight her. Either way he would have to acknoledge her, the graceful hunter. She spoke in a smooth honey toned voice.

"I am Aurora, King N. I have come to your packlands seeking a home that I can remain loyal to." No matter how dark red they are stained she thought. My, oh my how rumors can spread.

Razorblade

Razorblade moved slowly, his steel grey pelt shimmering in the setting sun. The son of Kahvi and Saydin was afraid of nothing. Well, save his mother, but if N got the chance to meet Saydin in one of her moods, he would fully understand why Razorblade feared the mighty Saydin. His head was low, but not submissive. More of, he kept his body tucked in and guarded, his eyes always watching N closely. He was sizing up the male, and it was evident in his every move. When he spoke, his voice seemed to rumble from deep within his chest. My name is Razorblade. My mother, alphess of the Sedge Creek Territory, would like to welcome you to the Sparkling Creek Valley. She regrets not being able to greet you, but she was taken away on... Business. However, she was wishing for an alliance with you, King N. Beware though, that an alliance is like a pact with the devil. Once its made you can never go back. The words were said gravely. Razorblade wasn't kidding. Saydin held people by the throat until they either submitted or died. Loyal? Of course. Bitch? Always. Razorblade glanced over at Aurora, but his eyes swept away from her once again. She didn't concern him, neither did the big bull moose. Just N.

N

N hadn't been here but a week before he had encountered his first friend. A hearty stallion had approached him, mouth full of smiles and eyes full of life, and had quickly entered N into a conversation unwanted.

The stallion's loyal herd gathered around them, all jubilant and all smiles. SO MANY DAMN SMILES.

Blah blah where are you from blah blah you should travel with us blah blah this valley is so peaceful.

Not.

N wasn't going to be fooled. Even if he was on the outlands of the valley, he didn't know what this herd was on because there was trechery in the valley.

He pushed past the giggling idiot equines and trotted off but he didn't get far before there was another whole circle around him.

He took a foal, that shut them the hell up. Actually made them quite upset. The wolf could care less. They didn't even try to drive him off the horses were so stunned. Never had such an evil been bestowed upon their perfect herd.

Yeah, they obviously were not from Sparkling Creek.

He was pleasantly surprised how easy it had been to take over a territory and recruit lowly beings to work beneath him. There seemed to be some unfullfilled sense of doom that every little evil-doer wanted a piece of, and the vicious king had no idea where it came from, but he gladly manipulated it into fellowship.

Now, dark mahogany eyes crawled over the female before him as she slowly collapsed. His nostrils were immediately filled with her sweet, sweet aroma and his senses seemed to clear all throughout his body. He could taste her on his sensitive palate and it rejuvenated him.

her smile was capitvating and he knew in her he could have a seductress, a temptress to send across the land and steal minds and bodies.

N flashed her a large smile.

Then upon them was a small male, dark in his appearance, but a little a loof it seemed. Grave in the face, but so young. Before he began to speak, the king lowered his head, thick black mane swaying in the gloomy winds, and took the female's maw in his mouth, tenderly at first, then gave her a good pinch. He looked into her eyes and whispered. "Listen."

The brute's decision was quick. "Son of Saydin, you may tell your mother she can expect an honorable allegiance with Montagne Meadow. We are of one specie, your mother and I, heh, and tell her that the poisonous rumors about her are quite admirable."

Razorblade

His smile was dark and sinister. She will be sending you a member of her pack, as a welcoming gift to You, N. From where she is from, that is custom. I believe there was talk of her sending my sister, Framed and possibly a pup with her. Framed doesn't speak, but I am sure Saydin will come as well to properly introduce herself to you. The steel grey male let his eyes drift across N's land. There had used to be another here. Toxin. Ah yes, the odd looking female with her multiple breeds and her odd behavior. Razorblade gave a polite nod, and waited calmly for N's response before he would make his leave. Razorblade was young, yes, but he wasn't stupid. He knew how to be a diplomat, and he certainly knew when to pick his battles. He also knew when an alliance would be beneficial to his mother and the pack.

Emilina & Aurora

Emilina left the river to go to the meadow. Ivy was following her she knew, but Em didn't want to give N any ideas. So before they came on to the group at the border Emilina whispered to her in a soft voice that only she would be able to here. "Do NOT attack anyone, even N, if he attacks me. He won't harm me too much since I'm carrying his pups..." Than she was out comming to where Razorblade, Aurora, and the great N was. She also could smell Rauk heading their way. She wondered what her mother's old friend was up to. As a pup she had thought of him as a role model, and sometimes even still did these days. She didn't speak yet. No she waited for N to show sign of seeing her before she did. She carried herself in queen position, and she still moved with grace even though she was pregnant. She would tell N of Dmitri when she was seen by N. She heard that they had a new alliance from what Razorblade spoke of.

Aurora watched as the king examined her with his eyes. Seeing his smile made her think he approved of her. So she returned the smile with a little smirk. She didn't protest or try to stop him when he got her maw into his mouth. When he pinched a sound came from her. In her chest a low growl came out of instincts, but she cut it off before it could become more pronounced. It had simply been a low rumble in her chest, but the King still might of hear it from being so close. He still hadn't told her to get up or anything, so she remained laying in submission for now. Besides she didn't want to piss off her new ruler now did she? Her baby blue orbs still stared into his red orbs as he commanded her to listen.

Now her eyes went to Razorblade when her King finished speaking to him of accepting the alliance. So now they had a ally by the name Saydin, who was suppose to be the devil, huh? This should please her King, or so that's what she thought. Aurora wondered why the brute was so keen upon sending a gift from the pack. Also, why did it have to be members, or soon to be their members, that were sent as the gifts? Even Aurora knew they would be used as spys, even if they were to become pack members. Well, rest assure Aurora wouldn't be saying much to them about herself unless her King, and only him, ordered her too. She looked back to him now wondering what he thought of this. Surely he would see this as well?

IVY

There was so many things rumbling about in the tigress' head. She hadn't thought so much in months, she hadn't needed to. Wandering and hunting came to her like a primary language, why wouldn't it? She was a nomad predator.

Her paws were massive and yet her steps were light as she gently pushed aside blades of dew-dropped grass. Her head swung low, unusual for her usual posture, but she knew the path back already. She was a character with a picture perfect memory even though she hadn't ever needed to use it what with her never-look-back attitude.

Just steps ahead of her was Emilina, the broken female wolf who's entrapment enraged IVY. In her head, IVY admitted her motives had been quite different before she got here, but now that IVY had met Emilina, her heart reached out to her. In seemed impossible to be a prisoner in such a large world, but N was making it happen. How dispicable.

The large tan body came to a halt as she noticed the paws in front of her were nolonger moving. Looking up under a heavy brow, IVY growled softly. Up ahead amidst a small trio of wolves was N. She glared at him with liquid amber eyes as she peered around Emilina's soft form.

IVY nodded as Emilina went forward towards N and the other two wolves. Slowly, she tured her head back and looked for Chastity. They needed to talk while Emilina went up to N.

Chastity

SHe was a bit behind. The queen and her firend had indeed gone at a fatser pace. Chastity had gone at a slower pace for a reason, she was discretely patroling their surrondings to make sure they were not being followed or spyed on. Thses secret meetings wee to be kept...well... a secret. She also hated the fact that they had no choice but to obey N. She hated obeying anyone, rules were not her cup of tea. She especially hated the fact that they had to obey someone as tyrannical and sadistic as her, but yet she had a starnge sense of admiration towards the king at the same time.

But it will be so much better when I'm covered with his blood.

The thought of the day when they would kill the king brought a grin to her face. It would be a great day for Chastity indeed. But she knew that wheterh she liked it or not she had to be patient if she wanted her plan to succeed. The troubled queen would cause no problem to them, knowing the queen she would just be relieved to be finally free, and would most likely disappear and re bulid the life that she always wanted. Whatever that case was, it was not Chastity's business.
She looked up and noticed the fresh green trail, and how far behind she was. She began to speed up her pace. As she began to reach the golden horizon, on the top of the horizon she saw her friend waiting for her. She also began to pick up several different scents, but there was one in particular that stood out the most.

That robust scent..... the king is here. With others....

She began to see the King with other companions. She also saw the elegant wolfess on the ground laying in submission. She turned to her friend, she could tell she had something on her mind, and she began to pay close attention because she could tell that Ivy wanted to tell her something.

Dmitri

As the massive bear followed behind the white cat
He smelled His highness only thinking of the pain
He must have put the queen through. Her sorrow, her pain all will not be in vain.
The bear felt disgusted at having to listen to the king or any one for that matter. He was a free mind and wanted nothing else but to be free, and freeing the queen from her oppressor would let everybody free no one will suffer any longer. As his thoughts lingered with hope he reached the two cats studying each others eyes as if communicating with each other. The bear didn’t acknowledge them much he directed his attention to the queen and the king being in their presence he felt hate and guilt that he was useless to the queen being helpless. The bear turned to the cats as if signaling to do something to N. The bear waited for a reply but he felt the king about to address them…The kingdom will be free soon.…

N

A silent chuckle within the devious mind. Heh heh. This territory of his was becoming quite a little mixer. He expected to have to do more, but the bodies came one by one, slithering into his encampment.

N inhaled deeply before he replied to Razorblade, and as he did he caught the thick, ambrosia-scent of his beloved queen on the winds, and it further stroked his ego and soaring spirits. Without turning to greet her, he smiled at the two visitors, one now a sweet captive, and his eyes gleamed with a bold craving, a desire.

"Razorblade and lady, this is my Queen, Emilina. Please excuse her late attendance; she was touring a few about the Meadow and helping them settle."

The king glanced back at his beautiful prisoner, so tense and respectful, all out of fear for him. Once, it had been a pity, but no longer. She was stubborn, even in her way of submitting.

The black wolf extended his paw a little to the spot beside him and snorted softly, signaling Emilina to take herplace beside him and keep quiet.

As he was about o turn his head back around, N noticed a large mass behind the tiger and snow leopard, bristling in its folds of fur, beady eyes glinting in the soft rays of the evening sun. An ebon ear flicked twice, and then he faced forward again. Mometarily annoyed, N quietly growled even if his visage was still generally warm towards the two strangers.

Later, later!

"Your mother's proposed gift is accepted and welcome, Razorblade. I look forward to meeting her. Now, if you'd please excuse me, I have some surprising business to attend to...", he winked down at Aurora, but his undrlying urgency was directed at Emilina and her little batch of friends. "...you understand."

The brute wasn't so stupid to take on an alliance without considering the consequences, and around every corner stood the deformed, destroyed image of betrayal. This allegiance was a hollow and barren promise, as he figured Saydin's was. There was no such thing as truth anymore, not for him.

Turning away from the group, his eyes bounced from hill to hill, searching for Cobalt or Rauk. His eyes quickly found the tall branched bull, and he woofed roughly at him.

Before this got any bigger, there needed to be some order.
But he couldn't keep his mind straight, not with Emilina so close...
And Aurora...
And those cats.

This overwhelming feeling needed to stop, or he'd shut down.

Emilina

Emilina waited still silently as he adressed the others. Once he introduced her she stood tail waving in position as she came forth her eyes watching everything. She came to sit by N, but not where he indicated. She sat a little farther away than that, not wanting to get in Aurora's personal way. A disgusted look was given to her, but other than that she looked to Razorblade, waiting for him to leave. Once he did, and giving Aurora a look did she turn back to her so called King. Her look to Aurora had plainly meant she wished the other fea to leave, but it wasn't an order. She spoke now to N, in a calm voice.

"The bear behind me is named Dmitri. I met him during the guide at the river. He is now a loyal member for he has submitted..."

Aurora was silent during the whole time. She listened as the fea, Emilina came forth to sit near her King. She didn't like the fact that there was already a Queen, but Aurora knew that not everything always stayed the same. Rising to her feet, ignoring Emilina's look as well, she moved to the opposite side of King N. The left side, where usually in the old days the servent girl stood next to her King. A smirk remained on her face, as she stood ready to serve her King N. Aurora wouldn't leave unless her King asked or demanded of it. After all he hadn't told her, that she must also rein under Emilina. If he had she would of submitted to the Queen as well, even if she didn't want to. After all Aurora wasn't stupid enough to fight out in the open...No, how else do you think she survived so long without any problems?

"Queen Emilina, my name is Aurora."

Razorblade

He gave a nod of his head to N, then turned and glided away, much like a ghost.

In his place, however, was another. She moved silently, just like he had but she moved to the very edge of the terrain. Toxin halted, her eyes narrowed slightly before she threw back her head and let loose a bone chilling howl. She knew Aurora, the bitch that she was with her pretty little mask in place. Toxin knew no other home then this, even though she had been forced here by another. She had tried for many months to find the others, but to no avail so the hybrid had come back, an ever haunting huntress with no place to be. She lay down upon the border a smirk on her face. My my my, King N, aren't you a busy little boy? The odd colored hybrid stayed put the, ever patient and waiting.

IVY

Tension blanketed the meeting, it was quite evident, but Ivy shrugged it off. She watched intently, mostly the king, for any sliver of emotion he carelessly left undisguised. A lot could be grasped from a person when they're interacting with others, especially their inferiors. Ivy wasn't a stranger to arrogant males, but she was to the extremity of tyranny N decided to uphold over his kingdom.

She felt a bristle of electricity across her whiskers. Ivy growled softly.

Turning her back to group, rudely ignoring N's stare and acknowledgement, Ivy clicked her teeth to call Chas in closer. It seemed Emilina was gaining conifdence with their protective prescence about, and this was a relief because, whether or not anyone liked it, it was almost certain that Emilina would be around for the big mutiny, and she'd have to fight to stay alive.

A few feet farther from where they were, Ivy sat down, careful to position her ears backwards, a menacing look from the front, but it was a wary gesture. She wanted to make sure she could hear what was going on.

"Chas, I'm almost positive the queen is due. Once she gives birth, the race is on. We must gather enough comrades to sustain our plight so that as soon as the pups are grown, we can help Emilina." The tigress refused to elaborate. They weren't that far from N, but Ivy knew Chas would catch on to what she meant.

Chastity

As she heard her friends' cryptic message, she knew exactly what she meant. Now was the perfect time to completely disconnect herself from the queen. This was the time to completlety lose touch with her emotions because when it came to succeeding with an amibitous and risky plan , it was free game. The leopard slowly rose and began getting closer to her friend, and she her mighty paws were pressing down on the earth, she turned, and began to glare at the tyrant king. A grin began to form on the ambitious leopards mouth. But on the corner of her eye she caught sight of the distressed queen. She couldn't help feeling dread and compassiong for the queen.

Soon.....it will all go down. This... will all be ours.

She turned to her friend, and nodded with approval.

Dmitri

The bear was most confused of the cats discrete conversation he paid little attention and hoped that the king wasn’t listening. The bear hoped to be later included in the secret and thought "this is big something very big" the bear stood tall as a diversion for the king….. he growled a very low growl signaling his boredom and frustration with these fools. looking at the king with an arrogant smile then at the queen and then the cats again full of boredom the smug bear drifted away far away…………. To where the times were peaceful and the land was free and couldnt help but imagining himself as the hero of the land the peace maker ,war breaker...... It will soon come