The behemoth prowled through the snow covered ground with vicious lavender eyes. Her pelt flowed luxuriously with each stride. She enjoyed the brisk weather but hated the snow beneath her massive paws. The woman hated the numb feeling it gave the pads of her paws. It annoyed her. The woman was easily worked up but she was more intelligent then letting some snow get on her nerves to much. She had recently joined Glaciem and made her home within the mile-high woods. She enjoyed it within the harem but had yet to meet many of the harlots. Only Sen and she had seen a few others. Six was not the happy go lucky social butterfly type. She approached when she felt like it was needed or when she felt obligated to. The woman yearned to meet the pale King everyone spoke so highly of. She wished to know why all the ladies fawned over him. Six was not opposed to shamless pleasure but she would not be nothing but some brood. The black and white girl aimed to rank up. Family and blood came first in Glaciem but she would make her mark as an outsider. She wished no one ill will, nor did she wish to take over. Six set her goals low at first until she itched for more.


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Twilight encumbered the wintry scape of Glaciem?s domain, hazy moonlight filtering through the thick conifers looming overhead to cast a becoming silver glimmer across the trampled slush the phantom glided so elegantly upon. There was no set destination in mind and nothing of interest to pursue at this dark hour, and yet she pushed onward as if on an imperative mission appointed by her liege, willowy limbs propelling her through the labyrinth of compacted foliage with an aura of resolute confidence only befitting of a youthful juggernaut like herself. Although teeming with arrogance, the wraith understood her inferior status in relation to the reigning pair and beta and understood it well enough to contain the urge to flaunt her full potential, allowing her skull to remain aligned with the remainder of her spinal column and her tail to sway contentedly at knee-level as she stalked about the territory. The only indicator to her prestigious position within the pack was the way her paws seemed to fall so lightly?gracefully?upon the earth, metallic and amethyst gaze portraying a certain mischief only she seemed capable of possessing?and all for naught. Pupils darted through the dense vegetation in admiration of the scenery, flickering easily in every which direction until the behemoth form of another perturbed her surroundings, intriguing the banshee instantaneously. Robust body pivoted to change the direction of her path, now in pursuit of the unfamiliar canine whose aroma faintly resembled that of Glaciem, countenance set rigidly as she made her graceful approach. Mismatched gaze briefly surveyed what appeared to be an impressive woman?perhaps a new recruit?as she breached the other?s personal space, leaving a respectful distance between their bodies before she halted in her tracks, skull ascending slightly in greeting. ?You are unfamiliar, yet you appear to belong,? she spoke pointedly, a rare compliment spewing from her frayed lips. The first impression was positive, and yet she could not fully commit to believing the other possessed an iota of potential?not without proof.

Blood would stain the girls pretty little maw, the red substance dominating her clear white stubble of fur. A quick lick around her thin lips would do the job, before she took of at the sights of another pale maiden. There was no denying that she looked as though she had a superior title; and with each step she took S'alkrie would stalk in the shadows observing; while being seduced by the darkness. A sigh would part her lips; soon growing bored- but it didnt take long to be occupied once again. As she stands still within the darkness another would be caught on view, a shiver rolling down her spine at the sights of her, but there was no denying that she seemed determined. With a flick to the tail S'alkrie would step out into the day light to greet the two. " Hello, im S'alkrie! Who are you?" her soft gaze would shift between the two, unsure if they where having a formal conversation. Innocence wrapped the lone pup, her face remaining anything but cheeky. She just wanted to see every single member held within these borders. Wondering how each personality varied.

Six slunk onward with those lavender orbs dancing around. Her long, two-toned, tail slithered behind her with each step. A scent filled her nose but she ignored it until words were heard. The black and white woman stopped her tracks and turned slightly to see the other woman. Violet eyes stared into a white and a purple set. She smiled gently, "Thank you, darling." Six turned to face the white girl. The behemoth dipped her head into a slight bow. "I have just joined this glorious kingdom. My name is Six." The girl then heard another set of pawsteps. She looked to the side and saw an albino skittering their way. Six laughed softly at the excited words of the pale girl. "Greetings, S'alkrie. I am Six." The brute was slightly surprised about how friendly her fellow harlots were. But, the albino seemed to young. She rolled her jet black shoulders and put on that familiar happy face. Yet there was so much more behind the pretty face.


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The colorless Sentinel would round the snow banks, her long tail kissing the earth with every step she would place. Her usual form of high held crown would survey the territory as she perused the borders. Her alabaster ears would take in the feint sound of voices as she was carried back from her patrolling. She had minimal contact with the pack, most of them not as interesting as she hoped and so she would avoid them. For the most part at least, now she felt as though she needed social interaction. It would do the princess no good to keep herself hidden away from the Kingdom's many members. The peasants needed to meet royalty sometime. Majestic form would bring her forth to the little gathering, her cherry colored eye would take in the form of two pale forms that the darker one of a stranger. She would nod respectfully to Artemis, who she remembered from the siege as well as being only one rank beneath her. As well as S'alkrie the girl who had helped her and Roman with the hunt. She would arrive in time to hear the sable she wolf say her name, Six. "Artemis, S'alkrie, Six." she would nod to each of them as she said their names, but would continue to address the dark she wolf, "I am Impra Armada." giving an introduction herself. Speech,