Clarissa

Clarissa's small teenager body had barely managed to squeeze through a crevice in between two closely rooted trees, barely missing the snapping jaws behind her. Aushwitz the pitbull had found her trying to sneak some of his kill away for her siblings and herself. Clarissa's body was already small enough, but due to not getting enough food nearly each of her ribs were showing under her sleep ebony coat. Silvery eyes glared back up at Aushwitz face, a warning growl comming from her when he began to dig at her crevis. She leapt forward her fangs digging into one of his paws till she drew blood. His shout of pain was music to her black auds, and she barely had enough time to jump back before he stuck his face in as far as he could at the moment, trying to grab her with his fangs. "Leave me alone, go back to your food, you fat, lazy bastard." She shouted ignoring the fact that this brute was about twice her size and skills. If he got ahold of her he would punish her for her words, but again Clarissa didn't care. She simply kept on yelling insult which only made him try to dig faster to get to her. Now and then she would try to get her fangs on him, but he seemed to have learnt that lesson. Clarissa had a fiery temper, and at times like this she wasn't afraid to show it. Aushwitz's snarl only became louder as he began to dig quickly, being careful not to be caught by her fangs again. His anger driving him on, he didn't think of whether or not he would be punished for hurting the teenager.

S.aydin

She moved so quietly, that it was as though she were a mere ghost. She came from behind Aushwitz, and without warning, she snapped at him aiming for his rib cage. A dangerous game she was playing considering the male was so engrossed in his tearing at the tree that he could turn and strike without looking without thinking. But Saydin was in the mood to play, and she knew that if Aushwitz hurt her, she would have Valian merely punish him. Valian didn't mind punishing others. She braced herself, waiting for Aushwitz's attack, or any other reaction he may have her eyes turning that fever pitch bright yellow.

Clarrisa

Clarrisa felt like she was going to be in a pretty bad fight/beating when she smelled and saw Saydin. Her eyes watched the two, and she hoped Aushwitz was about to get punished again. Aushwitz so busy upon his getting Clarrisa a beating she would remember, though that the attack had come from Shena. A rabid snarl came from him as the pitbull spun his head around, jaws agape as a snap was aimed at Saydin's face. The attack might of made it before he realized who she was, for his jaws had snapped closed when he realized just who the small fea was infront of him. Immediately the brute lowered himself to the ground infront of his alphess, his sound box opening to protest about what Clarrisa had done, but he closed his box soon realizing that it would be hopeless. The ebony wolfess slowly came out of her hiding place, shooting a haughty glare at the brujo who tried to harm her. Auds went in Saydin's direction wondering what she would do. Even though she wouldn't admit it, Clarrisa just had the worst scare of her life then. Sighing a relief she began to lick the blood off her haunch, the only biting wound that had hit her when Aushwitz had chased her here. It wasn't a major one, and it would heal in a few days tops, but infection was something she wans't taking a chance upon. When she got most of it she turned back around, taking pride in glancing at his paw where her fangs, hers, had brought blood up. That was pretty good for her, when Aushwitz was a seasoned fighter. Clarrisa's orbs went to Saydin wondering if Aushwitz snap had landed upon the alphess of these lands. This shadow colored teen wouldn't feel one bit sorry if he was punished either. His fucking lazy, pigeon headed self deserved it she thought.

Saydin

Saydins eyes flickered became a deadly dangerous yellow, narrowing ever so slightly. Aushwitz’s snap had brushed the fur upon her face. When she spoke, her voice was deadly calm and ice cold. It was the tone that you knew you were in trouble. What seems to be the problem here, you two? She wasn’t happy with Aushwitz, and it could easily be seen in every word she made and in the tone she was using. She held her tail up high and over her back, establishing her dominance over the two. Clarissa was her prisoner, whether she liked it or not. She noted the skinny teen, then looked at Aushwitz. Have you not been taking care of the prisoners, Aush? That’s part of your job. Taking care of them… At least taking care of her. Why is she so thin, puppy? When he didn’t speak she snapped. Answer me! She hissed. Her hackles were raised, her teeth bared. Yes, Saydin was cruel. But she didn’t starve her prisoners unless she thought it could get her somewhere. And it couldn’t. Not right now. Her eyes flickered to Clarissa. She wasn’t happy with the puppy either, and that was easy to see. She growled lightly then turned her gaze back to the pitbull.

Valian

His approach was silent; straight and true like a poisoned arrow. His sinew and power meant his paws barely touched the ground, kissing his beloved packland as he tore over the newly grown grass. He had just returned from the Soporvestus Basin after securing them some new allies. On his return, however, that comparitively menial achivement was wrenched from his warped mind.

Someone had attacked Saydin.

With a roar so terrifying and gutteral, raw with infinate rage, Valian flew at Aushwitz, aiming to ram the male hard into the ground and stand over him with bared teeth. No one attacked his Saydin and escaped unscathed. His saving grace was that he was a part of the pack. Had he not been, his head would have been a good few hundred feet from his body by now.

Clarissa

Saydin scared Clarissa, but she wouldn't admit it. Oh no, especially not to the big bad wolfess in front of her. Clarissa's spirit wouldn't allow it either. Being quite daring she looked right up at Saydin with her silvery orbs. It might of been a stupid thing to do, but she did it when the alphess was too busy looking at Aushwitz, hoping to not get caught. In truth she was bracing herself, knowing that Aushwitz wasn't the only one in danger of Saydin's wrath. She knew this simply by the way Saydin was acting in her direction. Aushwitz flinched at her tone knowing danger was heading toward him. His female alpha's lyrics hit his auds hard, knowing that she was displeased with him. He remained crounched to the ground as he replied once she demanded it of him. "I do feed Clarissa, lady Saydin." He continued on doing his best not to glare at the teenage vampress a few feet from Saydin. "I fear that a attack could happen in my absense, which is why I don't go far from the borders. The prey there is scarce, but sometimes rabbits are stupid enough to be there, so I catch and give her them. Today I caught a rabbit for myself, and Clarissa already had one before she came and tried to steal some of mine. I have been trying to take care of the her, lady Saydin." Whether or not they were fat enough was another matter. He himself was lean, but all of his ribs weren't showing like Clarissa's. He spoke every word being true and honest. Clarissa ebony haunches sat down upon the ground, not speaking as she waited for Saydin's reaction. The only reason she had tired to steal some of his food was so she wouldn't go hungy for another day or two. Most of the food caught by Aushwitz that he gave her went to her mother and siblings. Nobody fed them, so Clarissa made it her duty to give them her food, while she scavenged from the other members. Usually Aushwitz was her target, since he was the easiest to steal from. The next thing Aushwtiz knew was that he was seeing stars, as the pain from being slammed fully upon the ground by a surprise attack was taken in by the pitbull. The smell of the brujo let him knew that it was Valian, and he lay still barely breathing, as he layed upon the ground still in a submitting posture. A low whine was given in apology toward his alphas as he waited for his punishment. He was actually preparing for the worst. Clarissa just watched, acting as if she was unfazed by the appearance of Valian, even though he scared her too. Just not as much as Saydin, way way not as much. The teenager wondered if she would be punished now. She wasn't going to rat on herself that she was giving the food to her family. Even though some of the other packmembers might now since she wasn't exactly hidden when she gives the food to Kobalt, who would take it to Shena and their other siblings. For a moment fear coursed through her just a little as she wondered if anyone would come up and say anything. Aushwitz wouldn't know, he was never around the prisoners other then to make sure they didn't try to escape. Or give Clarissa the prey for that matter. Clarissa looked to Saydin to see if the wolfess anger would be directed toward her now. The ebony teen didn't care what repimend she would get, so long as her family wasn't harmed. That was the only thing that would scar Clarissa other then wounds, the sight of her friends and family in pain. The ebony huntress spirit would be hard to destroy, espeically as she grew in age, and she welcome the challenge for someone to try.

Saydin

Saydin herself was a bit on the lean side, but it didn't detract from her beauty. Nay, it merely made her look all the more fierce. Her yellow eyes weren't as insane anymore, and she looked towards Valian and Aushwitz for a moment. Enough. She said softly to her mate. Her eyes then went to Clarrissa. Where's your family? Something was going on in the quick mind of hers, a sort of idea. Saydin was cruel, not heartless. Her pack needed to eat, and she had neglected to take them out on a hunt. Her mind worked up a plan, divided things out, and when she saw Shena and her family, she would know. Clarissa didn't answer right away so she gave a bark. Tsunami came up and nuzzled his mother. Find the prisoners. Bring them to me. No one would know of her plan, as she hadn't spoken. Clarissa could only assume the worst from her "alphess's" voice. Saydin's tail was held high above her back as she looked to her mate and Aush. You're an idiot. She hissed softly to the pitbull. If he had wanted more food, he should have found someone else to babysit for awhile. Giving a soft growl she began to pace, waiting for Tsunami to return.

Clarissa

Clarissa watched as the fea spoke to her, asking where her family was. Of course Clarissa was hesitant to answer, and she didn't bother to. Not when the alphess called for her son, and sent him to go find them. A glare was given to the brute, as if blaming him for the punishment that her mother was probably about to get. At least that's what she thought it was. Her coldless silver lampages zeroed back upon Saydin, not trying to hide the fact that she was upset. Her ebony fur rose ever so slightly as thoughts ran through her head. She was wondering if she could possibly stand up to this evil huntress, the one who used to fill her head with nightmares as a pup. What do you want with my family? She asked trying to keep her voice brave, even though it quavered ever so slightly at the begining. It could of been mistaken for her voice changing at her age, but that wasn't the case this time. Aushwitz remained cowering on the ground before his alphas. A quick glance was given to Saydin when she called him a idiot. A bow of his head was given as if agreeing with her. When in truth his mind wondered. So he was an idiot for worrying about his home in case it came under attack? Sure, he could of left some other wolf to do the job, but to him it wasn't the same.

Shena was with her other teenager children, or at least she thought so. For she had been resting to reserve energy. She and Kodiak weren't as skinny as Clarissa, but they were near that. Clarissa had been given them most of their meals. At Tsunami's appearance to take them to Saydin they stood. Kodiak eyeing the other male wondering slightly what was up. What does the alphess want with her prisoners? He questioned softly as he followed after the brujo with his mother at his side. The fea's ears were against her head as she mentally prepared herself for whatever Saydin had to say. There was nothing physically that she could do to make herself prepared. What did the physco bitch want now? She couldn't remeber the last time she saw her family, and she couldn't help but let her mind wonder upon how Plague, Razorblade, and even more importantly her blind son Vagabond were doing. Around this time he should be almost full size. She was just glad that he was well. Sighing she wondered when she would see all of those she cared for again. Raising her head she looked to Saydin's son wondering if he would answer them before they made it to the devil in a form of a wolf. Her oddly colored orange orbs looking dull, all of her usual happy light out of them.

VALIAN and KARITANIA

With Aushwitz pinned, Valian's jaws parted, releasing the most gutteral of growls, as haunting as that of Cerberus himself. Razor yellow eyes pierced into the male beneath him, as those jaws reached to deal a swift punishment to him. Yet, his mates sweet voice caught his attention before he could savage Aushwitz's face. It was only she who could control him, the devil who controlled the beast of the underworld, and what a pretty little devil she was. Only for her; anything for her. His growl was silenced, yet that did not mean he was caged. Far from it. The only thing that stood between him and Aushwitz was that one word from Saydin, 'Enough'. He stepped back, turning to walk towards Saydin, gently and tenderly nuzzling her neck before circling her to stand behind her shoulder, watching Aushwitz like a hunter does his prey.

"We have some new allies, my dear," Valian whispered quietly to his mate, but his eyes never left Aush, "The Nuova Alba of the Suporvestus Basin. They share many of our ideals, they are the perfect group to aid us. In recognition of our friendship, I traded our daughter Kinshasa for one of their females. Morrigan and Jackal are...welcoming her as we speak." Even in the foul mood he was in, he could not help but let the corner of his mouth turn up at that thought. "Do you approve, my love?"

From the shadows of the nearby trees materialised a tri-tone vision, the picture of power and passion and fire, Saydin's sane other half, but by no means less threatening. Karitania and Diseased had moved their pack back into Sedge Creek, but had remained as the alpha pair to their own group. They still recognised their loyalty to Saydin and Valian, and responded as the Beta pair would, yet their ideals were just different enough to keep the two packs as seperate entities. She approached her fellow alphas with a guenuine smile on her pretty face, moving to stand on Saydin's other side to Valian. "I have some of my pack standing-by to leave for the Basin, if you would still like me to send them Valian? Saydin?" She asked, but Valian would wait for Saydin's reaction to the alliance, before sending some of his allies troops to help their new friends.

Cortinarri

Not many would dare venture into the land of Saydin and Valian so calmly and assuredly as Cortinarri was doing now. Especially not a wolfess who was at the ripe old age of eleven, a grand feat for an wild wolf to be living at, but an age which saw a marked decline in her agility, strength, and stamina. The limp she had gotten years ago from a fight with Bullet had grown more prominent, robbing her of a graceful stride and making her steps noisy and a little sluggish, while her regal, finely blended coat of various shades had began to go drab, and was grayed significantly around the muzzle. In short, Cortinarri was far from the strong, capable ruler she had once been, and only entered these lands so calmly because her son was one of the alphas, and that, she hoped, would buy her a free pass to cross into these lands without harassment.

Her ears and nose remained two of her stronger senses, taking up the slack for a withering vision. With her hearing to guide her, and her nose to further pinpoint things, Cortinarri ambled on through the land, brazenly approaching the sounds of a scuffle until she'd come across the area where the two alphas were congregated with a few of their pack members. Rather than stepping right over to them, Cortinarri respectfully stood a few safe yards away and lowered her head, waiting for her son to finish his conversation with Saydin.

.saydin.

Tsunami glanced to the brujo behind him, his eyes calm, cold, and heartless. Saydin's in a mood. She wants to see the prisoners. There's talk of a hunt. The way Tsunami said it... It almost sounded like they were to be hunting the prisoners themselves. A scary thought indeed.

The way Tsunami carried himself was quite strange indeed. He stood proud like an alpha, with his tail just barely below his parents' and he boldy stared into the eyes of everyone that had congregated here, besides Saydin and Valian. He knew better then to challenge the two of them, but the male had a God complex. He felt that he was invincible, as though nothing in this world could touch him. And maybe, just maybe, he was right.

Saydin nuzzled her mate, gently biting his neck in a playful manner. Saydin's affections bordered on the edge of pain, but she was always careful with her mate. Her delicate auds caught the sound of Tsunami and the prisoners and her head swivled to find her son. Eyes narrowed slightly at his stance, she glanced to her mate then back to her son. Somebody's going to need to bring him down a notch or two. She said it loud enough that both her mate and her sister could hear. She glanced to Karitania then nodded at Tsunami to make sure she wasn't crazy and that he really was walking around the terrain as if he owned the place. A soft growl erupted from her black throat, the sound of death that no one wants to hear. However, there was a more pressing matter that she needed to deal with. She took a step forward, and began circling Shena and her little family carefully examining them. Saydin is heartless, not cruel. Eyes narrowed, she said softly Valian. Karitania. Send out two seperate hunting groups. One of you in each group. I'll remain here to watch the packlands. Take the prisoners with you, but divide them up and keep an eye on them. Besides Shena. Shena remains with me. She knew better then to let Shena wander from the territory. To many wanted her back, and she knew they would fight to the death to get her. With the hunting group split up, the chances of catching something were greater. Plus, there were many youngsters within the pack that needed to be taught how to hunt. Saydin almost wished she could go, but after Aushwitz's little display she hardly trusted anyone to remain here with the pack.

Hello Cortinarri. the voice came from behind the aged ex alphess, a large male that was very well known here. Diseased was a brute that many wouldn't want to mess with, weighing roughly 145 pounds. His green eyes watched the female quietly, black and white fur ruffling in the wind. He hadn't seen the alphess for a few years now, and time had taken its toll on both of them. The male glanced to his mate and gave a faint smile before sitting next to Cortinarri. This could be quite entertaining...

VALIAN and KARITANIA

Karitania's smile became more or a snigger as Saydin glowered at her son. It was true, Tsunami needed to learn his place, but that kind of spirit reminded her very much of Saydin, so she couldn't help but smile. Saydin's growl did not shake her, she loved her sister, and felt so comfortable dancing with the devil, she need not fear the small black alphess beside her. Instead, she watching Saydin, taking in her fellow alpha's idea. "Everyone split yourselves into two groups. Quickly."

Valian's eyes also narrowed at Tsunami. Unfortunately, he did not have the blood ties to the boy that Saydin did as his mother. Yes, he'd do anything for his mate, but as she rightfully said, the runt needed to be put in his place. As Saydin's growl tore though the air, Valian added his own snarl, a warning to Tsunami that neither of the alpha pair were happy with his behaviour. Still, he could always discipline him on the hunt that Saydin announced. As Karitania organised the two groups, Valian caught a very familiar scent. A slow smile spread over his jaws, and he approached his mother as gracefully and powerfully as the snake he was, but with a warmth only a son could have for his mom. "Mother," he purred like a cat, "to what do I owe this pleasure?"

Whilst the pack organised themselves, Karitania called to her pack to draw them to the hunt. She seperated four of them, however, for they were to head to the Nuova Alba in case of an attack. Kirrick, Harlan, Sxythe and Jaeger were directed to the Suporvestus Basin, while the others gathered with Saydin and Valian's pack. Then, the group began to split into two groups: Jackal and Niea headed up one group, and were joined by Nero, Vayelle, Domnio, Acheron, Rydon, Luca and Santiago. The other group, headed by Morrigan, comprised of Rune, Sienna, Xina, Vandras, Sarai, Nox and Varran. As Morrigan and Jackal took their places, between them could be seen the timid, slightly roughed up looking Assari, who joined Morrigan in group 2.

Cortinarri

Though her body was growing old and her sight not what it use to be, her mind was sharp as it ever was, and it didn't take more than a sniff and a glance to recall the name of the brujo who came up beside her. She tensed at first, before calmly settled back on her haunches and flicking her tail to her side, to cover up her bad ankle and mask the fact that she was crippled, even though it was an affliction that most knew about. "Diseased." Her words were as casual as she could muster them, trying not to be riled by old memories of him or the others; after all, if she was accepted into this pack as she would soon seek to do, she had to play nice with everyone. "You live here, do you?"

Valian was approaching as she spoke, drawing her gaze his way and softening her eyes with a fondness for seeing her son; unlike the other three, she hadn't seen him in some time, though she had certainly heard much about him. "You've grown..." Her worn, yellowed teeth shown faintly in the smile she returned to him, "Valian- can I speak with you privately for a moment? Unless this is a bad time?" A glance was thrown to the rest of her son's pack, noting how they were gathering up into two groups now.

VALIAN

His mothers smile drew a rare hint of warmth to his murky yellow eyes, and a low chuckle, "That tends to happen over time, Mother," he purred gently, "and I see you are still as radiant as ever." He followed Cortinarri's gaze to the pack as they began to move, and instantly his face wiped all emotion, becoming the cold hunter he truly was. "Prisoners! Into two groups, now." His voice was hard and cruel, with the lingering promise of punishment for disobedience.

Her request received a brief nod from Valian, and he indicated they should wander over towards a small thicket, not too far from their current position. There, he could keep an eye on the pack, but mother and son could also have their privacy. Once he reached the thicket, he turned to face his mother, but was at an angle so that he could perfectly see the pack. It had been a long time since he had seen his mother. He did not want to associate himself with his siblings, so had not been to Aspen Grove to visit his family. He had been busy securing his place in Valley History. "What do you wish to speak about?"

Clarissa

Clarissa watched as Aushwitz remained pinned down, his whole body in a submissive posture under the titan Valian. Wow such a scary wolf, but compared to Saydin he looked like a pup, she couldn’t help but think. She watched as the male stopped himself from punishing the pit bull by one command from Saydin. Even he is dominated by the small wolfess. What was it about her that brought such fear the teenager wondered. When Valian backed off, Aush slowly got to his feet remaining in a submissive posture. At the first chance he got, he melted into the backgrounds, doing his best to stay out of everyone’s way as the order for a hunt began. Clarissa lost track of the pack member when she caught sight of a unknown fea in the terra. She looked away, realizing that she was here for her alpha, not to mention other figures had caught her attention. The figure was Tsunami, Shena, and her siblings. Rising to her paws she came forth to meeting, noting the way Saydin's son carried himself. She had caught the alpha's snarl as she passed Saydin's son. Her words were soft meant for his ears only, they were poisonously sweet and held slight warning. Her silvery orbs met his, not looking away or blinking. Perhaps she was being an ass, but she couldn't help herself in her rotten mood.

"Better lower yourself, Tsunami, your mommy's not happy with you." Her words were for his ears alone.

Perhaps she was causing trouble with the male she had played with as a pup, but when nervous, Clarissa didn't know when to hold her bitter tongue. However she did smile, simply to take the sting out of her words, after all she wasn't pissed off at him. The only problem with him was that he thought he owned the place. If he came back to the ground, perhaps then Clarissa would actually think about making friends with the brujo. Her eyes turned to Saydin once she reached her family, the big scary wolfess was circling them as if trying to decide the best way to attack. Her words caused Shena's eyes to look to her, as if she was to protest, but she stopped herself from doing so. Clarissa watched as her brother Kobalt went to group two. Clarissa moved to group one, ears pricked as she waited for the hunt to begin. The thought of blood in her mouth almost made her spine shiver with pleasure. One of her lupine brows rose as she opened her eye barely wider at Valian's words. She resisted the urge to sneer, they were already separated she thought looking to her other siblings. What a stupid, arrogant bastard she thought to herself, a fine brute for the evil wolfess she thought. Her head turned to see Aushwitz eyes looking around, as if not sure whether he should leave the clearing or join in with the hunt. It seemed he was going to stay if Saydin didn’t say anything. Good she thought not wanting him in her group, he made her mad. With a low impatient sound, that no one would hear unless you were by her, came from the shadow coated fea.

.diseased

The black and white male moved silently throughout the groups, picking out pups and putting them back in line. He nodded to his mate, then turned to the first group. Group one is with me. We will head to Tall Grass Prarie. Group two, wait for further instructions. He glanced to his mate and gave a nod, uncertain if she was going to lead group two, and be with Valian, or come with him and let Valian take the group alone. He had put many of the inexperienced onces in group two, figuring that they could head to the Ranch for an easy meal. The male started off, giving a nod to his two alpha's. He gave a soft growl to Tsunami, who had joined his group with Clarissa. A volatile pair, Clarissa and Tsunami were. He knew that if one little thing went wrong and it sent one or the other off, all hell would break loose.

Tsunami gave a sneer to Clarissa. Watch your tongue. He hissed. He gave a glance to his mother, noting her disapproving look. Another sneer was given to her as well and he watched as her lip curled up in a silent snarl. The little black wolfess stood up and whispered softly into the ear of Hostile. Hostile, the son of Valian and Sasha, gave a nod to his... "other mother", and followed group one. Saydin's words echoed in his ears. He was an oddball in the pack. He felt tied to Saydin but wasn't her son. He had hardly ever spoken to his father. His siblings. He was just.... There. Maybe on this hunt, he would prove himself.

Cortinarri

Cortinarri followed after her son to a slightly more secluded area, at least one far enough away where she could speak softly and be heard only by him. Her eyes flashed for a moment to the other pack members as the continued to gather into their groups, and since she had it in mind to seek a home here, she did her best to make quick judgments of the various members before her. Most importantly, which ones seemed to be the most aggressive and sure of their selves. "I need to speak to you about your brother. Whether you know now or not, he's paired up with the flea-bitten wench Nachi." The name was spoken in a disdainful sneer to let Valian know how very little she thought of the half-crazy wolfess. "He's recently moved with her back into Sylar's lands. As my son, I will not come between him and his apparent happiness... but I refuse to live on the same land as her. That's why I am here, to ask a favor of you; two favors, if it would be too much trouble." She hadn't yet given the reason why she hated Nachi, or what the favors were, but she didn't want to say too much too soon, especially since it looked like Valian had other things to contend with right now.

VALIAN

After dealing with the two groups and sending her four soldiers to the Basin, Karitania and the remainder of group One, headed out after Diseased.

Valians attention was very much on his mother. As Cortinarri spoke, Valian seated himself on the grass, intently listening. Nachi’s name did not really register with him or bring any information to mind, he had no knowledge of her, yet the distain his mother felt for her brought a flash of rage into his already cold, chilling eyes. Sylar and Starscream, the two he had never seen eye to eye with. Isias was a subordinate in his view, she was never a trouble to him, so he tolerated her, yet the other two...Scream was always Valian’s inferior, and Sylar; her very presence repulsed him. The fear he could sense in his sister did not please him, it angered him, and framed her as weak. He felt sorry for his mother, to have to look upon her children and see only disappointments.

Nevertheless, he could help her now, and her request was accepted almost instantly. “You do not need to inquire, whatever you want shall be done; you are my mother,” he replied, his voice full of gravity and sincerity, “What favours do you seek?” An order was barked to Hunting Group Two. They were to head out with Sienna at the lead, to the Ranch. He would catch up with them later.

Sienna indicated for Group Two to head out, and began her way to the Ranch.

Cortinarri

Treachery lingered in the back of her amber gaze, and a cold determinations thrummed strongly in her heart. There would be vengeance for her mate's death, and she didn't want it to be quick... no, she wanted Cavan to feel as she had, and as she still did. At her age however, she couldn't hold her own against Nachi, and though she greatly disapproved of her son's choice in mates and her daughters' blind acceptance of the mongrel, she herself couldn't bear to be the one who tore apart the little family. "My first request is to join with you and your pack. It's impressive Valian, you've done more than I ever could." A note of pride carried in her statement, only to be lost shortly thereafter as she got to the second line of business. Again, she got quieter, and the bitterness returned, "You were not yet born when it happened, but your father was killed by that mongrel's brother. Cavan. I can't bear to be near her, or to think that she's spawning my grandchildren... I want her gone."

VALIAN ,P> Her first request was accepted with a small smile curling her sons ashen lips, his head dipping once in a single nod. He would never turn away his mother; it would be an honour to have her stay with him. The rush of pride he felt was quickly supressed, though, as she continued to speak with her second request. His father had died before he had been born, and Valian had always suspected there was some kind of foul-play involved in his suspitious demise, yet only now did he hear how Vestige truly left them, and it was at the jaws of Cavan. A low hissing growl crept from between Valian's teeth, not at his mother, but at those foolish siblings of his. They had let in the sister of their fathers murderer. Scream had even spawned the bitch's children; his children the nieces and nephews of Valian, but also Cavan!

"If you wish it, it shall be done, mother," Valian drawled, promise lingering in his firey yellow eyes, "and it shall not be swift. I will see to it myself. I have half a mind to see to her whelps as well. Having her blood mixing with ours is the ultimate treachery to your mates memory..." Valian had no qualms about 'dealing with' Scream's offspring, but Cortinarri obviously did not want to get in the way of her childrens happiness. If she wished, Valian would leave the pups alone, but if she did not tell him otherwise...

Cortinarri

She didn't have any doubt that her son would grant her asylum here, but she felt all the better to get his agreement on it. At her age, she knew that she wouldn't be the most beneficial to the pack, at least as far as defense and hunting went, yet she was still a source of vast knowledge and, if anything, could be utilized as a pup-sitter. Cortinarri didn't dwell too much on those thoughts just yet, or how she would fit in amongst the rest of the crowd here; there were more vital things to discuss at the moment. An appreciative look was her way of thanking her son before she turned back to the talk of Nachi and Cavan, "I knew I could count on you. If you should need it, Namir can assist in any way." The cougar had never been a permanent fixture of the Aspen Grove when Valian and the others were young, but he'd stopped in enough to see Cortinarri that he was at least a recognizable figure, and was loyal enough to his aging friend that he would aid her and her children if asked. As for the pups... Cortinarri's gaze shifted away from her son and stared towards the distant trees, and there they remained as she began to speak again. "I want none of her vile blood associated with ours." Without directly saying it, she had given her son permission to kill the adolescents as well. A cruel and unjust order, but in her mind, it was deemed necessary.

VALIAN

Namir. The name brought a vague image with it, a friend of his mothers, so by extension, a friend of his. He nodded but once, briefly noting the cougar's assistance to memory. But his eyes lit with frightening glee as she indirectly granted him permission to not only wipe out the virus that had infected their blood, but her spawn as well. "I think it is time I payed my brother a visit, then." He stood, moving forward to nuzzle Cortinarri in farewell, "I'll be back before nightfall. If you need anything, Saydin will surely make you feel most welcome."

With that, he began padding for the border, to meet up with Group 2 at the Ranch. Then, he would split a few select members from the group, and head for Aspen Grove. A low howl rang across the surrounding area as far as he could send it, asking Namir to meet them on the borders of Aspen Grove to plan their mission.