Psychopath

The odd colored fae moved swiftly and silently to the silver glades. She was covered in wounds but none were to serious. She gazed about her searching for pups. She saw one and her dark eyes gleamed maliciously. She went for Lost, the kind one of the bunch.

Lost was hiding for she had not heard the call but her hiding spot had not been good enough. She saw Psychopath and said "Are you someone else from the pack?" She saw the females fangs bare at her and fear radiated through her. She screamed and tried to run but was caught by Psychopaths jaws. Psychopath hurriedly carried the screaming lost to the eskers where she could use her as bait.

Atticus, Phelan, & Laporta

Atticus heard his sister's screams and came curiously in her direction. But much to his bewilderment, Lost was no where to be seen when he arrived at the scene. Frowning, the pup layed down and sighed heavily, exclaiming his boredom.

Laporta had seen some stranger stealing through the woods, but all the branches had obscured her vision. At first, she thought nothing of it until Lost's screams came to her ears. Instantly, the pup stood; which was a big mistake. Her balance was quickly displaced, sending her tumbling from the branch. She yelped shrilly aftering hitting the hard serface of the ice. Picking herself up, her hind limbs suddenly broke through the ice and into the freezing waters. The swift current threatened to suck her under the ice and she howled out in alarm.

Phelan blinked in horror at his sister, torn between Lost and Laporta. He was too frightened to help, however, and just sat there staring at the frantic Laporta.

It was Atticus who came clattering over the ice, slipping about but never once falling. His snatched a holf of Laporta by her scruff and yanked back hard, scrabbling for traction on the slippery serface of the frozen stream. The ice quaked and cracked beneath him, but he at last managed to pull his sister from the deadly clutches of the water. Both made a hasty run back to the safety of the bank, where Laporta sat is shock, trembling with cold.

Phelan inched over to her, licking his sister to comfort her. "That was scary! I'm glad you're ok though."

Suddenly the runt found the side of his neck caught fast in Atticus's jaws. A bit of blood oozed from the brother's teeth as he bit down hard and shook the halpless Phelan. Then he let go and glared at the whimpering runt, "Stupid cur! You put our parent's good name to shame!" Then he whirled his hasty anger at Laporta, "I should have left you to the stream!" He was still angered by his loss with Faute, and took it out on the others.

Faute*Sang

He watched the angry Atticus with amusement for a moment then an idea struck him. "Stay here all of you." He whirled suddenly and raced out of the packlands and to the alleys where Bullet and Sasha were staying. Maybe one of them could go get Lost back since he knew that it would be hard for them to do so.

Sang noddded but as she watched her brother charge away she stood and began to pace the black fae unsure what to do. She knew she would keep Atticus here for if Faute could beat him then she could. Right?

Aminita

Aminita had been dozing a little bit away from the pups when a familiar voice reached her ears. Jolting awake, the hybrid listened carefully to the howl of her uncle. Bring the pups to the Alleys. Two are here already. She didn't want to go there, for she was in exile from her former pack. But if she trusted anybody, it was her uncle Bullet.

"We need to go to a safer place, little ones. Follow me." Aminita picked up Phelan, for he was the smallest. Then she trotted to the Aegis Den with a cloud of doubt looming in her mind.

Mitya

The white fae watched from the shadows as an unknown came and stole one of the pups, this had been her home along time ago and she knew all the hiding places. As Aminita began to trot to the Den, Mitya came out of her hiding place raceing towards the pups, she eyed Phelan as he licked the other. Fangs bared she threw herself at him, trying to grab hold of his nape.
If she did get hold, she skidded to a hault, and turing she ran straight threw to the forest, jumping over logs and crawling over others. She suddenly stopped in a dark area covered by branches and twigs, it was a small den like place she had found when she was a pup. Mitya stopped and rested there to see if any had followed after her.
If she didnt get ahold of him, she skidded to a halt, turned, and went back towards the pups, trying to grab any one of them.