It has been at least a few weeks since he has last seen his sister, and he is curious to know how she has been doing. Her scent is very strong in the battlefield as of late, and he wonders why she has been training so often lately. Had she made an enemy to fight off, or was she simply working on bettering her skills? Of course, the ever curious man wanted to find out. He would follow her scent trail into the blood stained battlefield, his large wolverine companion following at his right side. He paces past large boulders, and a decaying body which he pays no mind to, because his sister is far more important than some fallen scum. He knows she is here somewhere, but her exact location cannot be pinpointed... And so he calls out for her. "Caaaasssscaaaaaadddeeee... Where are you, pretty little gem..." His tone is boisterous and his voice booms like thunder rumbling in the heavens. He knows she can hear him, how could she not? She had to be around here somewhere.
Cascade had ventured out in the hopes of finding herself another fight - she really had quite enjoyed stretching herself physically the last few times she'd been here, and maybe young Warja was here again... she'd been fun. Valen would probably be greatly put out by it, especially now that it was clear that the slight bulge to her sides wasn't just from eating more now that she was a pack wolf - she was undoubtedly carrying his pups. He'd been really... sweet actually, and spoiled the hell out of her since he found out and though Cascade could tolerate that physically she was just the slightest bit restless. Pregnancy had given her an inordinate amount of energy and sitting around being stuffed to the gills with bunnies was making her feel... itchy. So she'd sneaked out of the pack lands while he was hunting food for her - again - and made her way here.
Well well well, it seems someone was hunting her as well. Her ears pricked toward the distinctive sound of her brother's voice as he stalked her. Briefly she considered ignoring him and returning to Imperium... she was after all still irritated that she'd been abandoned by both her siblings so soon after she'd managed to find them again, and a little rabbit wasn't going to mollify her. But despite her irritation, she was drawn to her family. It had become a psychological need for her during her isolation and even now with a pack and Valen and her upcoming pups she couldn't help herself - she had to see him.
Besides, she was in a good mood today.
Marching back the way she came she came face-to-face with her much taller ebony brother and squared off with him. Had she been human she'd have planted her hands on her hips - the way she held herself gave much the same impression, despite the smile that tilted her muzzle. "Well well well," she said, echoing her own thoughts from earlier. "Look who it is. Are you stalking me, dear brother?" Her voice was lightly bantering, the cheerful energy that had infused her as of late obvious in her tones.
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Cascade's "baby daddy" (Valentine) and her children (Angelus, Seraphim, Evangeline, and Chaos) are allowed in any of her threads, regardless of whether or not they are marked private. Because they are all special rays of sunshine.
It does not take long for his little (in stature) sister to arrive, and he can feel the corners of his inky lips curl into a devious smirk as her.. tempting.. bodice slips into his view. Ahh, so she was here in the battlefield. Mevia takes a daring step toward the woman, her little pink nostrils flaring as she inhales Cascades scent just to ensure this was the woman she had met so long ago- and it was. The monster can't help but chuckle as his sister makes her claim, his dark amethyst eyes rolling in amusement within their sockets. "Stalking you? Now, wouldn't that be something..." He says as his chuckle ends, his frigid gaze aiming to align with her own. He takes a daring step toward her, this is his first attempt at closing the distance between them. His gaze hungrily rolls over every inch of her body, and it isn't until his eyes land on her stomach that he realizes her condition. His eyes glaze over in disbelief, and his chin lifts upward as he looks down into her eyes. His eyebrows furrow above his eyes, and his lip curls into a scowl on one side of his mouth. How dare she... "Having a little too much fun lately, Cascade?" He can feel the anger within him multiply, he can only imagine what incompetent fool his sister had decided to mate with. She was supposed to have his children, she was supposed to carry on their superior Saxe genes by having his litter.. but now there was no going back. "Who is the father, hmm? I don't suppose it is another Saxe..." He knows it is not another Saxe, but he hits her with sarcasm anyways. He is doing his best not to unleash his wrath upon her, not because of the worthless life that fills her womb, but because of the love and passion he feels for his dear sister. If he killed her now he would have nothing left in this world that shared his own blood.
Cascade's ears flicked back dangerously at the obvious anger in her brother as he finally caught on to her... condition. "Oh yes, it turns out that sex is what causes babies. Who knew?" Her own sarcasm was biting despite the still light tone to her voice, and she didn't deign to reply to his question about who the father was... wary, she sought to change the subject to him instead of her, though she had the feeling it was not something he'd leave alone. Why was he so furious that she'd gotten pregnant? It wasn't like they were mates - they were siblings. It wasn't cheating if she'd slept with someone. "You smell like a pack, brother. Who'd you pick up with? I wouldn't have thought you'd consider anyone worth your time around here." Well there was Valen... as an alpha he was pretty good, and the potential there... but obviously she'd have known if he had joined Imperium.
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Cascade's "baby daddy" (Valentine) and her children (Angelus, Seraphim, Evangeline, and Chaos) are allowed in any of her threads, regardless of whether or not they are marked private. Because they are all special rays of sunshine.
He sees his sister's body language change as his anger seeps to the surface, and he takes a moment to internally calm himself. A hefty sigh slips from his lips, but the intense expression on his face does not fade as he glares at his sister. How could she taint their superior bloodline with worthless scum... he thought she knew better. "Better be more... careful... next time." He scolds his sister as he attempts to take another step toward her, hoping to make the distance between them a mere 3 feet. She speaks again, obviously trying to change the subject. A humorless chuckle vibrates from within his throat before he replies. "Arcanum, I know a few wolves there, and its queen..." A pause. "...is very fond of me." His lips morph from an angry sneer to a devilish smirk. How could the queen not fancy him? He is a tyrant, a god among mortals sent to heed hades' wishes! "And you, sister? What pack has taken you under its wing?" Yes, tell me dear sister. If Neios knew what pack she was in he would have an idea on who the father of her pups was. He didn't doubt that they shared a pack together, who else would have easy access to her while in heat?
