'TIL DEATH DO US PART

It was eerie just how silent the fight was. Deteste could hear cries from Medusa's fight but they were muffled by the wind and it was as if they were far from the ring before him. There was no conversation between Jupiter and Kaios. Only the sound of their bodies colliding and thrashing against the compacted snow beneath their feet. The occasional cry or snarl would pierce the thick silence only to be killed by the neutrality of nature. In all the violence and blood Deteste retained a stoic expression though his heart pumped violently within his chest. He could not help the completely bias hate he had for Jupiter's opponent. However with the speech the man had made Deteste's dislike was not completely misplaced.


As much as Deteste did not want to stray from his observation of the fight he reassured himself that Jupiter was doing well and took a quick moment to survey the other attendees and the progress of Medusa's battle in the distance. He though it important to know who was present and what their intentions were. In the event that an angry attendee were to attack Jupiter or Medusa, in the event that they would win, Deteste would be prepared to defend the victor. The only body that Deteste recognized other than Jupiter or Medusa was the Valhalla queen, Chrysanthe. He would approach her later and speak his appreciation for her support and presence. He had not yet met the woman but was aware of the new alliance between the packs. As Deteste began to refocus his attention on Jupiter's fight, he noticed a cease in movement between Medusa and the woman she fought. Observing the body language between the two Deteste judged that Medusa had won and it lightened his heart for this was the outcome that Jupiter would have wanted.


Once again, Deteste returned his attention to Jupiter but it was broken by the flight of a dark body that thudded beside him. Deteste looked up as Kaios screamed his words of fury and realized his limp leg. Deteste resisted the smile that desperately desired to curl on his maw and he instead focused on the creature that had landed beside him who could be nothing other than the tasmanian devil whom served Jupiter. Taking advantage of the first stunning moments of his violent landing, Deteste neared the creature and prodded him gently with his nose and tongue in the search of any broken bones. Mercury's breathlessness would only last a moment and Deteste forgivingly anticipated any lashing that might come as a result of his prodding. He understood Mercury to be moody and only comfortable in the Sol's presence. It was not likely that the tempermental creature would take well to a stranger's touch. Deteste did not wish to disgrace him but only to care for him in the event of injury for he was a friend to the sol and a member of the Ludicael.

"speech"