Silveris was unable to sleep, something bothering her, so she pulled herself from the small ball she was curled into and walked towards where her old pack had been. She closed her mismatched eyes once she got there, and let everything wash over her. This had been her home, and, if she ever started a family with Emery, maybe it would be again. The moonlight cast a strange light on everything, nothing she had ever seen before, and she watched as it cast the light over her paws. She shook her head, still not able to get rid of whatever was bothering her so bad, and growled in irritation. She stared at the moon, her mismatched gaze shining, as she let out a loud howl, hopefully one that her mate would hear, so he could come to her. She had a feeling that Emery would help her, with whatever was bothering her. But.....what if he couldn't help her? What if he had no idea what was wrong with her, like the brown woman herself. He might, but, if he even came, Silveris would not be able to find herself to say anything. Silveris rose to her paws, her tail held behind her as she showed no fear, not towards anything. She knew this place, and had lived here for almost the first year of her short life. She was impatient for Emery to come to her, and paced around, little irritated growls escaping her jaws. She glanced up at the moon, her mismatched eyes narrowed. Her lips curled back in a snarl, although she had no idea why she was so angry at this time. It had began at the beginning of this month, and she was still short tempered. She didn't want to be, but she was being strange. "Speech"

The behemoth demon is on a man hunt for his only remaining sibling, Cascade. Her scent trail is faint, and he has traveled in all directions by following the dim path. It seems like she had no where to go when he had vanished, so she had stalked randomly around Alacritis before stopping wherever she was now. If only she had stayed with him and Nausica, he wouldn't be wandering around and searching for her like he was now. He would not stop until he found her, as he was determined to keep his family together at all costs, even if it meant forfeiting his life in the name of the Saxe family. He has just crossed into the range when the overpowering scent of a female in heat engulfs the beasts lungs, stopping him directly in his tracks. Mevia's beady red eyes shift toward her master, a devilish smirk creasing her lips as she can smell it too. It was time to start polluting these lands with the Saxe genes, and what better way to start than raping an innocent girl? He does not think much more into this before he turns from his sister's scent path, his nostrils quivering as he pinpoints the trail that will lead him to his victim. He wastes no time approaching her, his long limbs carrying him effortlessly across the domain. Her small form comes into his view shortly, and he does not aim to stop and approach her slowly- but instead, he aims to ram directly into the girl, hoping to use his larger size, weight, and forward momentum to push her completely over. Mevia rushes in beside him, waiting for her opportunity to spill blood on her white paws. "Speech"

While she was sitting there, Silveris wondered if things would be different if Bekkia had lived, if she had came with Biull. Probably, as her brother had came after she found her mate, even if he didn't know about her clouded blue eye. The scent of a male made her glance up and over her shoulder, as a male ran forwards; assuming he only wanted company, Silveris ignored him for the time being. She had not noticed the albino wolverine running by his side, or else she would have been ready to defend herself against whatever he wanted to do to her. After all, if the male wanted company, he could just speak to the wolverine at his side. The brown and white female relaxed for a moment, until his paws landed on her back, pushing her into action as she snarled at him. Whipping around, even as he shoved her to the ground, Silveris attempted to sink her fangs into anything she could get a grip on, twisting and turning to try and escape him. But she cannot, and as she notices the wolverine, she lunges at the creature, attempting to bite her instead of the male pinning her down. Even if she doesn't bite the wolverine, she will try and use the distraction to claw out of the man's grip. "Speech"