The pack was a hustle bustle of movement around them. Sirius stood in front of the largest wagon, the best wolf in the pack to pull its bulk. For the moment, there was quiet around them as everyone attended to their appointed jobs. Just him, Zee, and the wagon. the wagon and Zee. Oh yes, this was going to go over well. He had pulled his wife over to it, and she looked at him now, expectantly, and he looked back at her, and shifted his weight, before stopping himself. no he had to come off from an area of authority. She had to know this was a line in the sand. “Zee, since your pregnant - which is amazing timing, since we can have you well settled in the den before you give birth - it still means you have to make the journey with nausea.” he was sleeping beside her, he knew about the sensation. He took a breath, paused, and then spat it out. “Your riding in the wagon.” "Speech"

They were watching the pack wolves prepare for the journey, and Zee was impatiently awaiting the moment they could head out. Sirius had pulled her over to the wagons and she'd hoped that meant they were ready to go, but then the direwolf seemed unsure with himself, and Zee arched a brow towards him in question. She listened calmly to his demand, and with all the coolness she could muster gave him her firm reply. "No, I'm not." Her voice was level, calm and quiet as to not alert any of the nearby pack members. Her gaze touched the wagon, then moved back at him, and then the horned queen turned from him dismissively to attempt to walk away as if the conversation was over. -attempted exit ;)- "Speech"

Surely a little bit of exercise now would save her a great deal of pain her pride would force upon her later? It seemed so for Sirius, well enough for him to believe in what he was doing. For the good of his Wife, and for the pups inside of her that he was anxious already to meet. No, she would not be walking, she would be riding like the regal Queen she was. Looking down upon those that walked beside the wagon. He already had it all planned out. His big buffalo coat, which needed to be transported regardless, would be piled under her. Heck, every coat and bedding that needed to move could be padded around her. She would have the most lush and comfortable ride in existence, and with the Warlord himself pulling it, he could ensure they took the least bumpy road. “You will ride that wagon” he promised, and attacked. He launched himself at the woman, aiming for a quick beat down as he tried to get his claws about her throat. If he was successful he would drive her to the ground and get his weight over her. He wanted to do this fast, to trap her and ensure she knew who was boss. He would make her submit, his beautiful queen, and then give her all the luxuries she deserved. Sirius Vs Zee for forced wagon ride Round one of two Size: Dire Wolf Build: Medium Companion One: Extra large companion, Battle Vulture (plus 10%) Companion Two: Snow Leopard (plus 10%) Battle Accessory (Offensive): Bracers Battle Accessory (Defensive): Bracers Mutation 1: Fangs Mutation 2: Claws Fight Skill Level: Master Specialty: Weaponsmaster "Speech"

Zee felt it coming, knew what the warlord's response would be to her blatant disregard to his command. She heard his heavy paws as they barreled towards her, then the absence of them as he leaped for her from behind. Zee dug her paws in hard and reeled backwards so he'd miss his target, counting on her smaller stature and heightened agility to see her through the movement cleanly. Once he'd landed away from her, she struck with her own jaws parted and aimed to grab him by his right-rear thigh, far enough away from his fangs and keeping aware of any potential kicks that may fly in response. If she knew the warlord well enough however, she expected he'd hesitate in a blind strike that could very well land upon her swollen belly. Regardless, the horned queen was prepared to fight dirty to get what she wanted. Zeitgeist vs Sirius for Sirius rides the wagon while Zee pulls. Round 1/2 Age: 3 Size: Small Build: Light Offensive Accessory: Thorn Wrappings Companion 1: Rough scaled bush viper (Battle) Mutation: Kudu Horns Fight Skill Level: Master Specialty: Weaponsmaster. USING +5% FIGHT SCORE PASS "Speech"

Dammit, why couldn’t she just take the easy path for once? All he wanted was for her to ride in comfort, to be the royalty she was, and take the easy way to their new home. She didn’t have to walk beside them on her queasy stomach, and push herself. They had slaves and the like for that. “Your handmaiden can sit beside you, tell you stories and see to your needs. It would be fun Zee” the Warlord growled, having essentially no concept on the idea of what fun meant.

Her jaws grabbed him at his thigh, and he grunted more deeply, before shoving himself forward, leaning into her bite in an attempt to shove her to the ground. His head whipped around, his front paws scrambling to reach her side - and keep far from her belly. “You would get to sit behind where I pulled, and I would look out for flowers to pluck for you, my Queen” he panted. He could feel where she had drawn his blood. No doubt it was now going to chafe when he pulled the wagon.

Sirius Vs Zee for forced wagon ride
Round two of two
Size: Dire Wolf
Build: Medium
Companion One: Extra large companion, Battle Vulture (plus 10%)
Companion Two: Snow Leopard (plus 10%)
Battle Accessory (Offensive): Bracers
Battle Accessory (Defensive): Bracers
Mutation 1: Fangs
Mutation 2: Claws
Fight Skill Level: Master
Specialty: Weaponsmaster

She had to admit, it did sound like a decent time to be pulled by her husband with her handmaiden beside her gossiping and telling stories and enjoying the ride... but the queen's pride was one of her driving forces, and the forceful way he'd thrown this decision on her without asking drove her forward to continue the battle. Perhaps if he'd have asked instead of demanding her to ride like a child, she might have relented to his wishes and enjoyed the experience. He leaned forward as she bit, and as he spoke her heart clenched hard enough that her weight went with him. She landed on the ground and looked up at him with horribly sad eyes. "Flowers?" Zee whispered, heartbroken. He wanted to pick her flowers? She did not stand from where she fell, instead lowering her head and her ears flattening against her skull in despair. All of a sudden her eyes began to water and she didn't understand why his sweetness affected her so strongly. One tan paw lifted to swipe at her face pathetically, her want to cry becoming stronger as she realized she and Sirius were not alone in the Oasis and others could see her breaking. "Iolaire!" She choked out, lip trembling. Too ashamed to face the giant who'd cowed her, but wanting someone to pick her off the floor and take her away from prying eyes. Fucking hormones. "Speech"

He scrambled against her side, and suddenly the fight fell out of her. She landed on the ground and he froze, worried about both her and the babies. What had happened, had he hurt her too much? He crouched beside her, peering worriedly at her. Her posture seemed so, heartbrokenly sad this wasn’t like Zee at all. Where was her fire? Where was her heat? He started at her in open mouthed surprise and concern.

When she called for Io, Sirius realised that was a fucking good idea. Io would fix this. “IOLAIRE” he bellowed so loud that it felt like every single worker froze for a second. Of course, he didn’t hesitate to knock them over with a hard glare as he stood to his full height and waited for his sister to come and save the day.

The small, dark wolf had been making adjustments to her cart when the call from Zee rang out. "Just a minute," was her reply. If she stopped in the middle of this process, she'd have to start all over later. Deft paws stretched the skin. sliding the catch over top of one protruding pole. When the loud bellow of Sirius rang out, also calling her name, the woman's concentration slipped. The taut skin jerked her forward, slicing open her soft paw pad on the wooden pole. Iolaire inhaled with a sharp hiss. What was so fucking important?

Her current project a failure, Iolaire stalked in the direction of the calls. Blood stained the ground with every step. The woman's eyes blazed fire as she came upon the pair. Anger at her injury brought out a growled, "What?" That was before it registered that Zee was on the ground crying. The healers head have a tilt and she limped forward. "What's going on, Zee?"

As Io attempted to get the woman to her feet, she shot a look at Sirius. "What happened?" Of course she'd heard them bickering. Who hadn't? She didn't know what it was about, however. All she needed to know was what was wrong so she could fix it.

Sirius repeated her call of desperation and she didn't even have the fire in her heart to glare up at the idiot, her sniffling only continued louder and her tears became harder still to hold back. She appeared quickly, though with an edge to her tone that spoke of frustration. Zee's ears pressed harder against her skull, her hormones making her feel worse for upsetting her sister-in-law. Regardless, she did her best to explain in a reasonable, adult-like, queenly manner. She rose with Iolaire's prompting and moved to bury her face in her neck, her paw lifting to jab accusingly in Sirius' direction. "He wants me to ride in the wagon like an invalid just because I'm pregnant!" She began, sounding utterly betrayed. "Except he doesn't - he actually loves me and wants me to have flowers!" Her tears spilled over with the admittance, and she did her best to try and hide them in the healer's pelt. "Speech"

Sirius looked up helplessly at the healer, and then down the sprawling mess of Zee at his feet, and then back again. His eyes were deer-in-headlights as he asked for her help. Her limp, and the fresh scent of blood didn’t pass his notice, and he frowned at sister, wondering what had happened to her. Surely they had a healer lying around that could bandage up his sisters foot…

When Zee spoke, Sirius said nothing, only looked even more pointedly between the two female wolves, and did the equivalent of throwing his hands in the air, as he flicked his tail and ears up. “I have no words. I broke her.” he growled. Casting his eyes about as he spoke to ensure no one lingered their attention on the to rules. he was already geared up for a fight as it was. if someone spoke up, he was about ready to tear their tail off and stuff it in their mouths. the only input he wanted and needed right now was his sister. Surely she would be the voice of calm sanity

Zee pressed herself into Io and the small woman instinctively wrapped a foreleg around her, drawing her close. She made sure to keep the bloodied paw on the ground. The cut was deep and was still seeping blood into the sand. Io made small, soothing noises to the horned woman and groomed the top of her head gently. Zee's words were comical, but she didn't react to them as though they were funny. Instead, she cast a side eye towards Sirius as he said that he broke her.

"She's going through a lot, Sirius. She's not going to be able to do the things that she's used to doing for a while. Things are going to change drastically for her. Let her walk, though I will insist upon frequent rest." She nuzzled into Zee's cheek and spoke softly. "The pregnancy is still so early. We have to take precautions to make sure that you and my nieces and nephews are safe, right?" Io gave her sister a squeeze. "I won't be walking all that way with this injury, so you can take breaks in the cart with me."

Io shot another look at Sirius, daring him to say anything about the compromise that she'd set up, but she continued speaking to Zee. "I'll need the company. Plus, with our svelte frames, we'll be like pulling a pair of good looking clouds, won't we, Sirius?"