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Crash and BURN



Mercy I

Loner

age
5 Years
gender
Female
gems
0
size
Medium
build
Heavy
posts
452
player
Evelyn

Famous
08-19-2016, 04:33 PM




Okay, so maybe she was being a child. But truth be told, she was bored. She had had nothing to do lately, and she had wanted to see if what Lykos had said about his mother was right. The thought of joining another pack was painful, she was tired of feeling like she didn't have a purpose. Imperium had given her that, something to fight for and work towards. Borders to patrol and little shits to keep in line, not that she was any better. Intruders to chew the noses off of, just things to do and keep her mind occupied. But now... now she felt so utterly lost. She had nothing to do and no place to go, nothing to drive her to do something about it either. But out of all the packs she knew were out there, this one seemed to be the best option. That was, if Avalon wasn't as weak as she had pinned her out to be. So perhaps this was a test of sorts, dipping her toes in the water before she dove right in. Mercy had had, and still did, a lot of respect for Valentine. She would not follow someone that she didn't think were strong, she didn't want a leader she could walk all over. She hadn't really known what she had come here to do, but as time went on, it became more clear. She was about to snap at Avalon when another voice called out, someone... above her? Mercy's head whipped up, spotting the bird who had found her out. A deep laugh bubbled up from her throat, her purple gaze flitting between the two of them. "So, that's how you found me. Have a bird to do your dirty work for you, Avalon? Is keeping your borders clear really that hard of a task that you needed to assign someone to watch from above? That's pretty pitiful if you ask me," she ignored the raptors laugh, she didn't care about that thing. It might have sharp talons and beak, but she would tear it apart if it even thought about getting close to her. It didn't strike her as odd that the thing, probably a she she didn't really care, could talk. Mercy had seen other wolves with companions like that before, they seemed to be hidden everywhere around Ardent or something.

She had danced back from Avalon, and she calmly sat down, looking the older wolf up and down as she spoke. Her eyes rolled at her words of smelling, her shoulders just shrugging casually. "Even if I do smell, I did quite a few laps into your territory. If your wolves turn up their nose at that, what else are they overlooking, mm? You have young kids, right? What if they had been nearby and I wasn't such a nice intruder? I could have snatched one up and no one did a thing. If all I had to do was howl for you by name to turn them away, then what else could I get away with?" Quickly her silver tongue worked, even though she knew that there was no blame in her pack mates. Would their leader turn around and doubt her pack just from a few spun words from an almost stranger? Mercy was smart, sometimes, and she knew exactly what she was doing. This was a test, and so far Avalon had done nothing but get on her nerves, her and that dumb bird of hers.

Avalon spoke of having a pack, and Mercy visibly flinched like she had bitten into her flesh. A dangerous growl left her maw as her lips curled upwards, her eyes narrowing into fine slits. Avalon had been part of Imperium once as well, for whatever reason Valentine had seen some potental in her. She was thankful though, she would have never met Lykos otherwise. But if she was going to start plucking at her cords, she wasn't going to play so nicely anymore. "A pack of what, though? Anyone could run a pack, hell, Lykos could run this pack better than you. Protecting someone you hardly know, who was a traitor? Just how far do you think that is going to carry you, Avalon? Just how long before your pack crumbles to the ground? Do all your children need to oppose you before you realize that you are doing something wrong, that you aren't strong enough?" She spat, snarling while her head lowered to align with her spine, her lips folding back as her hackles rose. "Valentine is the strongest wolf I have ever known, and if his pack can fall, surly yours won't last a season longer." She was seething now, drool dripping from her bared fangs. Avalon asked her what she wanted, to which Mercy laughed darkly at. "I wanted to test you, to see just how strong you are. Looks like I came to the wrong place, you are nothing like your son." It took her all to reign herself in, but she didn't think that Lykos would much appreciate her tearing off his mothers face. Unable to just walk away, she squared off with the other female, unable to take a single step.

"SPEAK"



Mercy likes to swear and bite, and she can be unpredictable. She's not always nice, and is quick to jump into a fight. Thread at your own risk.
Mercy has a visible scar from her shoulders down to the middle of her back, in a v like shape. Not all of her art shows this.