On Earth as it is in Heaven [CHALLENGE]
However, it was impossible for her attention to remain on the wolves when the scent of something heavebnly arose near her, with a thunk. Her head whipped around to stare at Aerndis, who approached the group with an easy familiarity - and oh, she was colored similarly to her and Ares! And had the Imperialis eyedots! Inquisitive, she scooted closer to other brightly-colored wolf, unabashadly eyeing the "snack". "I don't suppose I get to share in the snack too, eh?" she chirruped cheerfully, a gleam of hope in her eyes. Oh man, that'd be perfect, gnawing on a bone and watching the drama. She had know idea who this chick was, but she had food, and seemed to know her father and grandfather, and maybe more, and she had eyedots. She knew there was no way she was Lyra's sibling, but man, imperialis and star, it was like her parents all over again. "Oh yeah, I'm Lyra, should probably tell ya that if I'm gonna ask for some of the snack. Who're you? Didn't expect to see other brightly colored Imperialis or Saxes besides my siblings."
She barely paused for an answer before her attention was riveted back on the scene unfolding before her: it seemed that scabby guy was pissed. Dissing his alpha, with disdain dripping rom every word. My, my. He was a pleasant man. And, simultaneously, it seemed two more battles were about to break out. Her eyes widened as she realized when she realized who started them: Abaven wolves, against the Ero wolves. Interesting. Perhaps Abaven had grown a pair since her father last saw them and discussed them? After all, all her knowledge about them was from him, and he did not hold a very high opinion about them at all.
Oh. Wait. Guess not. She eyed the blue female who entered, and... thoroughly admonished, lectured, and publicly embarrassed her pack wolves for daring to try to claim wolves. She couldn't help the snort as the other blue wolf slunked off to his alpha. Okay, nevermind, maybe Abaven hadn't changed from what she'd been taught by her father. It seemed the other wolf didn't back down, though, so that was something. She curiously wondered what the consequence would be, but then her attention was riveted by one detail of conversation:
"What's up with Shaye and Rhyme?"
She glanced at the one who spoke. She knew Shaye - and she recognized Rhyme's name. Rhythm's child with Valentine. Her uncle. That would explain the other blue wolf, and knowing her family, it was easily to see the resemblance between Valentine and Rhythm.
“They’re fucking, now be quiet it’s getting interesting.”
Wait. What? Her head whipped around to stare at Valentine, but he could hardly care less, so engrossed was he. In fact, the statement was said so nonchalantly that Lyra's mind was working overtime to try to catch what seemed to off about that: Wait. Shaye was a Destruction. Rhythm was a Destruction. Rhyme's a Destruction by blood, and Imperialis by name. That meant... "Ew," she exclaimed in utter disgust, horror and revulsion crossing her face. "Thanks, Grandpaw. Definitely needed to know there was incest in our family." Truthfully, she doubted he'd even hear her words.
Thankfully, she didn't have to dwell on that long: something else captured her attention, something almost as revolting and aversive as the thought of incest. It was... a wolf covered in blood and core, reeking of bile and blood. Instantly, her whole face scrunched up as she studied the man... who suddenly beamed out words. Demon.... of... lightning? Her eyes only grew more wide as he spoke, and she glanced at the one closest to her: Aerndis. "What kind of drugs is he on?" she wondered. "Actually, nevermind, I don't want to know. I have no interest in acting like that." She jabbed a paw in the general vicinity of the now less-bloody wolf, for he'd flung blood all over those closest to him. Ew.
She watched curiously as he prowled close to the woman who'd surrendered to the Abaven wolf. Oh, great, he was still speaking stupidly. Was that this guy's normal voice? It was preeeeeetty fucking dumb. It just sounded like he was on drugs and trying to scare people. It wasn't working. With anyone. In fact, everyone else looked just about as disdainful as her, including his own pack: especially Hannibal, who flat out dismissed Tyranis the second she appeared. Well. At least it was proving interesting.
Ignis
Hellhound
Master Fighter (635)
Master Hunter (240)
Juggernaut
Mangler
9 Years
Male
30
Dragon Mod
"Talk" Walk So much was going on! More wolves showed up, including Tyranis all covered in blood and gore. Ignis wrinkled his nose at the display, mostly because of the strong smell of blood that he was unused to. For once, he felt unnerved. Only because he sort of knew what the demons were capable of, or at least...based on what his father had told him. Ruina's teaching had revolved around them, and although he didn't learn everything about them, he remembered the bits and pieces he did learn. The things his father said before he abandoned them. Ignis would supposedly be closest to them because of his red fur and eyes, and his heart pounded against his chest at the prospect of him suddenly becoming like Tyranis or Elias. He didn't want to hurt anyone the way his father did...the way Tyranis might do. He didn't know what Tyranis was going to do if anything at all. And he was left feeling a little on edge.
Luckily, there were so many voices speaking at once that he was able to distract himself. There were so many interesting conversations and of course, he wanted to be nosy. But even though he tried to abandon that and focus on his uncle and the fights at hand, he just couldn't. His uncle was going after a small silver woman, Rhyme was going after a girl around his age, but before either of them could start anything else, Shaye appeared. He watched with excitement and interest as she yelled at them, and while Rhyme had backed down, his uncle did not. Ha! He knew his uncle well enough to know that he probably wouldn't, though Shaye's threat sounded pretty serious. Still, he didn't think his uncle cared enough or not. But of course, he wasn't sure exactly what his uncle would do. He had never seen him in this sort of situation, and while he knew Ace was a pretty reasonable guy, it was hard to tell how much he was willing to reason right now. Before he knew it, other wolves he didn't know were yelling out things that confused Ignis for a second. It took him a moment to process it, and then...wait...Shaye and Rhyme?! WHAT!? He shot a horrified look in Rhyme's direction but quickly turned away. What...did he just hear that? Taking a peek at the older wolves who said it, he noticed they had eye markings similar to Rhyme's and he slowly pieced together that they must be his family. He shuddered. Shaye and Rhyme were cousins and they...he felt himself wanting to wretch, but he swallowed it back.
Among the throng of bodies around him, Ignis soon felt Corvus' presence near him. Thank god! Corvus could distract him from this! But...did he know? He had to right? He was like...a Destruction and stuff, surely their family didn't keep secrets from each other. His shocked look slowly settled and Ignis shot him a mischievous smirk. He supposed he'd just have to catch Corvus up to speed. "Well, that big guy in the middle challenged the albino guy to a fight...for his freedom. I don't know why, but from what I've gathered it's 'cause I guess pinky's alpha like, disrespected him or something and didn't show up or somethin'. So big guy is takin' it out on the littler guy." He turned his gaze over to his uncle then, "Then my uncle and Rhyme challenged for a couple of their members, but Shaye showed up and yelled at them about it. Rhyme backed off, but I dunno if my uncle will...I've never seen him like this before, to be honest. But...the woman he challenged submitted instead, so." He shrugged, unsure what to make of it all. He didn't know what his uncle was planning, or if he really would get kicked out for going through with the challenge, but the woman submitted so he supposed they'd just have to find out when they got back to Abaven.
He took a deep breath and sighed, wondering if he should mention that the pack's alpha was his older half-brother. Honestly, he didn't know what Corvus would think about it. He didn't want to really be associated with him, so he kept his mouth shut about it for now. It wasn't until Tyranis spoke again that Ignis' ears flattened and his lips instinctively lifted in a snarl, his teeth bared as he jumped to his feet. Before he could say anything though, Actaea had come out of nowhere, standing on his other side. He stood between her and Corvus, chest heaving with every breath he took and his heart pounding so hard against his chest he could swear that the other two would be able to feel it. For once, Ignis felt like the wolverine companion that stood in front of him, its teeth bared as well. Actaea spoke out against Tyranis, and Ignis agreed with her but kept his eyes trained on the bloody alpha. "You're a liar! Just like that lying scumbag we called father! You're no better than he is! You're sure as hell no brother of mine anymore!" He shouted, the youth feeling heated and angry and scared and all sorts of unnamed emotions battling inside of him. If Tyranis decided to attack his sister, then Ignis would protect her! Though he knew Ty wouldn't be given the chance as long as his uncle was around. |
Ignis is unpredictable and may become violent with little or no provocation due to his "demon"
*Ignis' tail is docked, and his left ear has been torn away and now resembles a Battle crop style.
Cloudburst
Beta
Expert Fighter (205)
Expert Hunter (180)
11 Years
Male
5
Dragon Mod
Cloud had been out hunting when the initial call came, but he hadn't really thought about going because he figured that his brother would ignore it. On top of that, he didn't want to lose the elk he had been tracking. The pack needed all the food they could get during the Winter, after all. It didn't take him terribly long to bring down his prey, and as he was starting to drag it back to the pack, a prickling, nagging feeling started tugging at his mind. He was almost at the border when his Osprey companion came flying towards him. Cloud looked up as his companion told him what was going, and when he mentioned that Thora was being challenged for, Cloud's heart dropped. He abandoned his kill and raced towards the battlefield with all the speed he could muster. He leaped over logs and charged through bushes, not caring for any scratches or cuts he acquired along the way. What the hell was Thora doing there and why the hell was someone trying to challenge for her!? Nobody cared for Thora the way he did, and he was kicking himself now for failing to keep his promise to his mother. Teeth bared, he burst onto the scene and pushed through the crowd, gaze frantically searching for his little sister. By the time he saw her, however, it seemed the challenger had decided to back off. Why he wasn't sure. Perhaps he had changed his mind while his companion went to find him.
Bi-colored gaze turned to Tyranis then as his brother spoke, his ears flattening as he listened. His brother seemed focused on the large white male that stood before a member of Erovrare, but Cloud didn't know her as anything more than the mother of his brother's children. He recognized the male, and if he recalled, the male was an uncle of his but he had never really spoken to him. He had been in Ty's first pack, then again in Ruina, and now he smelled like Abaven. All around him wolves were talking, and then he saw and heard Elias's youngest litter speak up. His gaze shifted between his brother, the two yearlings, and his uncle for a moment. He knew Tyranis well enough to know that his brother would likely do something rash. Maybe even enough to throw his life away for something that Cloud didn't think was worth it. He studied his blood-soaked brother for a moment, witnessing for the first time, what plagued him. Cloud hadn't been aware that his brother might be inflicted by the same curse that he had, but he hoped that maybe he could be the voice of reason much like Ty unknowingly was for him. When Cloud fell into the pits of hell, his brother's mere presence was usually enough to keep him sane and whole.
Would he be able to do the same for his brother? If only just enough to keep him from killing himself? He had to try. Tyranis was the closest thing he had, asides from Thora. They had been through hell and back together, always there for each other and supporting one another. Even though Cloud had mixed feelings about keeping slaves and the way Erovrare was, he still stood by his brother. His loyalty to him was absolute, but there hadn't been anything to test those bonds enough to see just how far his loyalty would go. He pushed through the crowd until he brushed alongside his brother's left. He didn't care if some of the blood rubbed off on him, he needed to be there for him. Tyranis, it's not worth it." He whispered to him.
He shifted his gaze to Acere who stood tall, staring down his brother. "Please, brother. Don't do anything rash...I know he declared you and our father enemies, but you don't have to die today. I don't know what I'd do if I lost you." He didn't know if his words were falling on deaf ears. Didn't even know if his brother was going to go as far as to start a fight to the death, but he had that gut feeling and knew his brother way too well. Attention turned to Actaea and Ignis then, a near pleading look in his eyes. If the situation was turned around, and your brother was in his place, what would you do, hm? You hate Tyranis and you hate Elias, I know. But we're all from the same blood, and that's something you can't escape from."
Granted, Cloudburst still kept the Wreckage name instead of Praetor, but they were still connected. Turning his attention back to Ty, he pressed his shoulder to his. "You know I support you in whatever you choose to do. If they get what they want today, then that just means you live another day to take back what's rightfully yours. You're strong, Ty. You're a fighter, a survivor. And you're smart, I know you can come up with a plan. Don't make a rash decision today when you can think about a solid plan tomorrow. We have time. There's always time." Well...for most things. He knew there was time for almost anything...except for his mother. He was glad she wasn't here to watch all of this, because he knew that if she wasn't dead yet, she would certainly have a heart attack or something with everything happening here.
Words, they circled around the wolves like needless thing. What was set to occur would come to pass with or without anyone’s blessing. The bronze Goddess had allowed Leera and Hannibal to sooth her rage. Take time to think things threw but she had promised to come for Ra for what he had done and she had meant it. She head Tyranis, she heard Leera but she could not concentrate because loo and behold, the man happened to waltz like he belonged. She was surprised yet her exterior features displayed only ice. Her deranged Father appeared before her, like a pheonix from tha ashes, and the damned bastard refused to die. He always seemed to appear and dissapear at will and the autumn babe could not hide but be curious of his wonderings. How many more, how many more half siblings did she had out there that she knew nothing about and did he ever stood with them more than a few seasons? There where so many what if’s to think of and still she and Hannibal had a life to build. They had plans. Her pups were still too young to lose her and she had too much to fight for to let this man in their lives, to let him live.
The rotten creature will not leave this place without a scratch. She knew Hannibal was attacked but he also had faith in him and she had to carry her own weight. She had been at the ready the moment the bastard scent hit her nostrils. Her body tensed, her legs evenly spread to distribute her weight evenly. Her toes were spread and claws gripping the ground. Her tail was low and tucked in to protect her vulnerable areas. Her lips were pulled back, exposing her canines as a thunderous snarl escaped the pit of her throat. Her ears were pinned to her skull the moment her fiery orange lenses landed on the sand man in the crowd, her head lowered and bent to protect her throat, and her eyes squinted.
Round 0/?
Height 36"
Build Light
Paradise
Beginner Intellectual (0)
Advanced Navigator (80)
12 Years
Female
47
Dragon Mod
Of course, she would follow him, slower than her king but always on his trail. She stalked behind him, she would remain silent, hovering at the edges of the gathering as she recognized the freak that Ra had claimed as his own. It let loose a threat towards the sun king and Amunet rleased a venomous laugh. Her king returned with poison of his own and finally, Amunet pulled herself up beside him.
"It cannot do you any harm." She purred as she moved up beside him, cooing in his ear. "If I was able to over power your little mistake over there, you should have no problem." Then she slid away, walking back into the crowd to watch her king carefully.
She hoped he'd understood the veiled threat in her words, he had displeased her many more times than she cared to count now. He had denied her one too many times, if his freak of a bastard was capable of tearing him down what use would she have for him anymore? He'd be an impotent old man, instead of the king of the realm. If he failed she would be the hidden queen no more, she'd take what was hers and he would be left at the mercy of a base born mutant.
"Sweet little lies"
Her lithe body trembles with tension, bowed down in submission to the Abaven male. She reminds herself over and over that this is for her children's protection, for their safety, for their survival. What should come of them if she fights? Acere promises her that she will be safe, that her children will be safe, and she looks at him hard in the eye, wondering if this promise is just a bluff or if she can truly trust him -- but can she even trust Tyranis now? On the day of her children's birth he had threatened to kill her... perhaps trusting Acere will be her best choice.
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Boris the Boar and Lorenzo the opossum are assumed to be with her at all times.
Note: I do not have a reference of her scars yet, please refer to her appearance section of profile to read about them
Round 1/3
Height 36"
Build Light