stomach to the floor

*Ocena* · 06-21-2013, 07:24 PM

The summons came not for her, but for Gargoyle, for the true Chief of his pack. But Ocena stirred anyways, head tilting and a frown crossing her small features. What would a wolf want with challenging Gargoyle? She was sure that no challenger knew as much about him as she, but surely there were rumors, whispers of what her mate had done, what he could do again? He was a powerful wolf, larger than most, and he could certainly handle any challenge for his pack. Ocena had the utmost faith in him.

But she wasn't going to make him face this alone. The petite female slipped from Glaciem's territory, setting off in search of the Battlefield. Her paws carried her surely along, allowing her to swiftly leave behind the frozen expanses of the pack that she had come to love so dearly. Whatever happened next would define the path that Glaciem would follow. Would it continue on the path that Crusade and Gargoyle had chosen for it or would they follow the path chosen by a stranger? Ocena knew that if Gargoyle lost his challenge, the wolfess that won would be out of her league.

She would face a pack tied together by bonds of blood and love; a pack that was far different from other packs that ruled Alacritia's lands. Still, perhaps this female realized what she was doing. Or perhaps she did not.

Either way, it was happening regardless. As Ocena padded onto the sprawling plains that passed as the Battlefield, she came to a delicate stop not too far from Gargoyle. "You can do it, my love." She breathed, trying not to distract him too much from the fight. But Ocena knew he could do it. What she was less sure about was what would happen afterwards. She had caught glimpses of the violence that lurked inside his core, and as much as Ocena loved him, she was worried that perhaps this violence would escape.

After that, Ocena fell silent, content to watch in silence. She would not get involved in this fight. It was Gargoyle's fight, and she was far more likely to be a liability than anything else in a place like this, with her blind eye. Ocena could do nothing for him. But he could do it himself. Gargoyle didn't need her help. He would surely be able to defeat this challenger, who was a good amount smaller than he despite being far larger than her.

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