SHE'S A KILLER QUEEN
The journey is exhausting, her sides swollen beyond ease. Virgil feels uncomfortable; she is a warrioress and yet she finds even walking difficult these days. Alas, there is nothing to be done. All she can do is let her feet carry her forth, determined to at least visit one other pack. Pregnant or not, she is the Empress, and she needs to at least make her name known. She stops outside of the first pack border she finds, reclining onto her haunches so as to give her weary legs a rest. She pauses for a moment, catching her breath and making certain that she looks composed before she dares to announce herself. Her muzzle turns upwards to the sky, a summons parting from her ebony lips as the goddess awaits the arrival of others .Virgil hopes they won?t make her wait long; she is pregnant and hormonal and irritable, and she does not want for this trip to be entirely in vain. Alas, there is little to be done but wait and see for now. Then, she would make her judgment about what she desires from this pack. |
Though her body was not laden with the forms of her children any longer her stomach still boasted the signs of recent birth. Her teats were still quite full of milk and her body had yet to return to its normally thin existence. With only the slightest bit of labor the she wolf would pull herself from the water, curious of the Wolf's intentions at her border. She wondered if Cherokee would be there, his protective form seemed to always be patrolling their borders. Her trot would bring her quickly to the presence of a woman, her sides swollen with pups of her own. Song's gaze was one of kindness as she brought herself within talking distance. A smile played on her lips as she nodded her head respectfully to her company, "Greetings Stranger, Song Destruction The Oracle of Ludicael, what brings you to my borders today?" her haunches would fold beneath her as she let herself sit before the queen. Her attention fully focused on the stranger and her business within the pack.?
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As an apprentice, Novella of course held no real power within the pack. It wasn't something that bothered her in the slightest really, she was rather happy with the way her life currently was, there were a few little things she wouldn't have minded changing, though her rank wasn't exactly one of them. She knew she had plenty to learn, and even once she had gained some sort of expertise within the different areas, well Novella still had no real desire to usurp anyone within Ludicael. All the same, knowing that her sister still wasn't quite back to her usual self and that Cherokee had also been rather scarce lately, the young Destruction girl took it upon herself to head to the borders upon hearing the sound of a howl. It wasn't anyone she recognised and perhaps that was the main thing that had her a little concerned and wishing to look out for her sister. She was hardly the greatest person to rely on in any sort of back-up, not yet anyway, though something was definitely better than nothing. Song had beaten her to the call and stood there greeting the stranger, a female that Novella could safely say she had never seen before. The pair were not alone though, Anthem it seemed had apparently also decided to join them. It wasn't rare for him to act a little nervous around strangers, though the young girl frowned as she watched his current reaction to their visitor. |
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Satu |
The call had nothing to do with Satu, who had no rank in the pack nor any desire for such, and generally speaking a call from the border was looking for ranking wolves. Still, it meant that something interesting was actually happening. It didn't take longer than the space of that thought for Satu to abandon her fruitless hunt and make her way to the call. She slowed when she came upon a group clustered there - Song, Anthem, Novella, and a gravid stranger. Why was it that all pregnant wolves seemed to eventually find their way to Ludicael? Satu shook off the thought. Though normally her natural exuberance would lead her to bound up to her cousins and greet them with enthusiasm, she knew that it would likely leave a bad impression on the empirical-looking stranger and make Song look bad. So she tamped down her first impulse, much as she'd had long experience doing in the pack she'd grown up in, and walked up with as much seriousness as she could muster. It had always made her miserable then, to always need to be dutifully calm, but the chance to be part of whatever was going on would be worth it right now. She dipped her head to Song with an assumed regal air that was no doubt comical to anyone that actually knew her. "Oracle," she greeted slowly, nearly bursting with holding in the urge to wriggle or grin or bounce at least a little bit. "Cousins," she nodded as well to Anthem and Novella, glancing quickly away from Novella lest her cousin do something to make her burst out laughing. She moved to take a position to obviously support Song, then plopped her butt down on the ground and glanced between Song and The Stranger with wide-eyed curiosity. |
She is greeted by a white woman who announces herself an Oracle, and Virgil cannot help the brief tensing of her body at the arrogance of this heretic. In her current state, it is enough to start to put her on edge. ?My name is Virgil Olympus, daughter of the true gods and Empress of Olympus,? she tells the woman. However, she does not get far into her introduction before another, unfortunately familiar frame shows his face. Immediately upon his arrival, her assaulter has her full attention. Virgil?s posture drops from diplomatic and firm to flat out aggressive in an instance; her legs spread equally apart, weight evenly distributing, toes spreading, claws biting into the soil, knees bending, tail curling up to protect her unborn children, hackles raising, shoulders rolling, head lowering to align with her spine, neck scrunching, chin tucking, eyes narrowing and ears pinning back. She does not notice any others that approach; he has all of her attention. ?You bastard,? she snaps, and it is the only warning he gets. She rushes forth, attempting to tilt her head to the right and lower it, hoping to bite into the top of the smaller man?s throat, hopefully where his jaws meet his throat. She wants to crush, to dig her teeth into his windpipe, to smother the life out of him. At the same time her chest hopes to collide with his, her left foot raising (her weight redistributing amongst three grounded limbs) and seeking to slam down upon his right foot. Virgil doesn?t fuck around; she intends to bleed him dry. 1/??? OOC: This probably won?t result in a full fledged fight if people intervene, as Virgil is pretty heavily pregnant xD |
Hermes raced along the border, zeroing in on the scent of Virgil, his cousin and his queen. He'd learned that she had become pregnant and while he didn't know the full story he could only guess as she'd returned to Olympus alone and she had also left to Ludicael. He picked up her scent on the outskirts of the Sunset Falls and quickly tracked her to a gathering of wolves. As far as he could tell he was the only other Olympian there. The rest were of Ludicael. Steeling himsef, hackles raised and shoulders rolled forward he struted ahead to fall beside his cousin. His red eyes glowed in the sunlight, athletic frame expanding with every exhale of breath. He was a fighter but no massive knucklehead. Hermes was a creature of both grace and power.
Glancing to Virgil he waited, praying it would not come down to battle. They were sorely outnumbered but hopefully the Queen of Ludicael would not let it come to that. For while Olympus was small it had allies.
Hermes gaze shot forward at Virgil's sudden show of aggression. His own bloody gaze lingered on the brute. He still did not know what the full story was but if his cousin commanded him so he would attempt to rip the throat from that brute before he was felled by the bastards pack mates. However, it seemed it was not to be his fight as Virgil dove in for the brute. He stared in shock, it was dangerous being as pregnant as she was.
"VIRGIL STOP! You are in no shape for this. If there is too be blood then let me be the one to draw it but please let us try and negotiate first." His limbs were shivering with anger he would not allow to claim his mind. There were two options. Either it was a bitter one night stand or she'd been taken against her will and he shuddered to guess at the second.
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Satu |
The stranger turned aggressive very suddenly, attacking poor Anthem without warning. Satu's cousins rushed to protect him, even the ones who hadn't been there previously, and Satu found herself shoved to the side. She stood aside from the tumult and confusion, frozen in uncertainty. There wasn't really anything she could do, as Song, Howl, and Canta had taken on the stranger and Anthem had retreated with Novella. The younger stranger who had appeared had shouted for her - Virgil appeared to be the aggressive female's name - and called for a diplomatic solution. Diplomatic solutions sounded like a good thing, but how diplomatic would this wolf feel to see his pregnant friend? packmate? fighting by herself against three Ludicael wolves? Satu was sure that Song wouldn't let the wolf get hurt too bad, even if she had attacked Anthem, but this guy didn't know that. So Satu squared off with the younger wolf, pelt bristling more out of alarm than anger, her gaze anxious and confused. She couldn't imagine why anyone would attack Anthem. Was she rabid? Would she infect Song and Howl and Canta? Was this wolf rabid too? If he attacked her what would she do? She'd only had one self-defense lesson! Another voice, commanding and female, snapped through the chaos, and Satu flinched, though she kept her position. Novella's voice rose too, and Satu nodded along with what she was saying. "He wasn't even doing anything," she added, though in an anxious mutter that was very unlikely to reach the completely black wolf that was approaching. "He wasn't," she insisted again to the red-eyed wolf she was facing down, probably the one who had been referred to as Hermes, trying very, very hard to resist the urge to stick her tongue out at him. He wasn't the mean one who'd attacked Anthem, after all, and it would probably make things worse... She still really, really wanted to. |
They jump in front of his way, and she halts her forward attempt. The infuriated Empress halts, if only to rethink strategy for the moment, before the voices of her family cut in. Her attacker cowers and she wants nothing more than to rip his balls from his body, to free him of his male burden so that he will never inflict such a horror on another woman again. There is no sign of calming down in the Empress, not even with the arrival of her Aunt, who assumed control of the situation for now. Virgil cared not for diplomacy anymore; she had little respect for a pack of heretics who housed a rapist. They had no idea, did they? Her gaze falls into the ruler?s once more. ?Wasn?t doing anything wrong? He raped me,? she snaps. Her body tenses again, as if she might lunge. ?Get the fuck out of the way,? she tells all those who stand before the coward. Her defenses stand maintained, but for now she does not calm down. She wants to punish, to destroy, to inflict the wrath of the heavens above upon her attacker. She knows not the reason why those surrounding her desire to defend the wretched soul, but if they do not she will break them. Her swollen stomach should tell the deeper parts of the story, the unfortunate union of the currently feuding families, the souvenir that Virgil never wanted. Not like this. |
It was madness! Wolves sprang in front of the bastard to protect him. Hermes fur and hackles rose, ears pinned back, shoulders rolled forward and neck scrunched as he prepared to enter the fray. But all to soon his mother was there. Hermes almost breathed a sigh of relief at her presence. She would sort this out but unfortunately he did not have an answer for her, all he could do was shake his head. Suddenly there was a young female infront of him. Her stance begged for a fight and he snarled at her as she spoke. "Clearly he has done something, now get out of my way before I soil the earth with your blood." She didn't strike him as a warrior, her body language clearly anxious. If Virgil called for the attack, if the battle did not stop then he would not hesitate to view the girl as an enemy and bring her to her knees.
He saw Virgil pull back and he glared again at the femme who blocked his way. "We have drawn back, now move" Hermes did not wait for an answer as he made to push roughly past her to stand with his family. He wanted to know what was going on as well but as soon as Virgil spoke he wish she hadn't. She was raped. Hermes surprise was replaced with wrath as blood red eyes sought for the form of her rapist. That fucking scum had the gall to violate his cousin and then cower when his punishment was at hand. Hermes growled, muscles tensing, limbs bent. "Base criminal? Olympus demands restitution for this heinous act! I say we snip off his seed and trowel, sedate him first if you like. That would be a reasonable price?" He glanced to his mother and Virgil. They had to leave with something for the sufferings of their Queen after all. Ruby gaze fell again on the Ludicael wolves.
He was proud of his wife, she had stuck beside their young niece even when he hadn?t been there to support her. She had earned her promotion, and while he had his own ambitions he did not begrudge her, her rise in rank, he could not been unhappy with his wife being successful. He was just happy to be accompanying her as she went to aid their now clearly pregnant niece. He did not question either of the women, if Natalya knew who the father was the she would not divulge and he trusted Virgil to let them all know when she was ready.
He walked with the Centurion occasionally gently nudging her affectionately. They drew closer to the border of a neighbor pack, the golden form of Virgil rising up on the horizon. The sounds of aggression reached him and suddenly he and Natalya were rushing forwards, his fur bristling and fangs barring as he approached ready to defend his niece. Nat stopped but he moved forwards a bit more, ready to jump in to block any attacks upon the vulnerable girl. But his wife?s command stopped him and he moved off to step in front of his niece and glanced her over as she spat venom at the family before them.
He cast a quick glance at his wife as Virgil mentioned that the male the other family was so eager to protect was her rapist. He remained where he was, despite his niece's commands. Full of righteous anger or not he would not allow her to risk herself in this venture. Helios felt an anger grow inside him, his family defiled by that coward before him and yet it was his own son he snapped at next. ?Hermes control yourself!? He commanded, snapping his gaze towards his son. ?Lest I remind you all that we are on their territory, mighty we may be but we are at a distinct disadvantage! He looked back at the cowering fool, the one that did all this, eyes narrowing. ?We will have our price but I suggest you not be so eager for a fight.?
Novella certainly lacked any fighting experience, she'd had a few self defence lessons though knew she still wasn't quite sure what she was doing and the idea of having to use any of the things she'd learnt was rather terrifying. All the same she still stood there over Anthem, ready to protect her brother like a seasoned fighter. It was likely down to the adrenaline coursing through her, the urge to protect her brother and the support her family members around her. And confirming that support, at her side Satu chimed in with similar words of defence for poor Anthem.
Together it seemed that she and Satu had prompted some sort of explanation from the golden empress before them. The words shocked her and certainly helped her to realise just why Virgil was so annoyed right now. The words couldn't possibly be true though, not in their entirety; Anthem couldn't be the culprit. So used to the way her elder brother was she had never questioned why he was different, never bothered to explain it to anyone else. The words to try and describe his condition were lost in her mind, though she certainly didn't move away from his terrified form.
Fortunately Song managed to find the words and Novella relaxed her mind a little more, letting the topic drop for now. She still stood over her brother though, refusing to leave him now until all of this had been resolved in a more civil manner. Her mismatched eyes were far more attentive to Virgil and Hermes, the two who seemed far more likely to try and attack any of her family. She wasn't sure she liked these wolves and their pack all that much, though at least the two elder wolves present were willing to speak for now, Natalya in particular.
Natalya seemed reasonable though ready to forget any fighting, though Novella wouldn't relax until the other Olympus wolves stood down. However the black woman went on to explain that there had been no attack, that at least made sense, there was no way Anthem could attack another wolf though it still seemed utterly ridiculous to her for anyone to think that any one of the Destruction wolves, especially childlike Anthem could be capable of rape.
Gaze now dropped once again to the terrified form of Anthem.
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