as we collide
09-12-2013, 01:02 AM
| Cormalin |
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The situation was falling apart. At first, he felt a spark of hope as Chrysanthe gave Argent the option of backing down from the challenge. Argent had raised Taurig to the rank of Overseer, which Cormalin supposed must be like Beta. Then she seemed to consider the words Chrysanthe spoke. And at the last second, when she began speaking, Gideon, the bloody fool, charged her, and she was forced to break off and fight back. ?Luna Damn it all! Control your mate, Chrysanthe! We might have just had a chance for no further bloodshed!? The command was bellowed at the young Alpha female. Gideon was ruining an already horrible situation. But it was already too late. Sapphire and Gold gems watched the events. Chrysanthe seemingly ignoring him, and taking on Sendoa. Taurig was speaking to him, and he forced himself to listen. ?Any ideas?? Then, her voice rapped out. Protocol. Cormalin?s face took on a look of what could have been terror, before his legs crumpled under him, belly flattening to the ground, tail pined beneath him. Erani was here, and she was beyond enraged. She came forward, and none of that icy fury or feral look in her eyes was held back. That look was one fit to cut the legs out from under even the bravest warrior, and right now, it didn?t look as though he was exempt from that anger. ?Lady.? Protocol. He?d seen his mother this furious before. When Blackmoon pack had taken a dear friend, and that friend had come back, mangled, and died later that night. Erani had inherited every bit of that trait. That terrifying fury. It had developed over time, as she had grown in Valhalla. Those eyes landed on him, and he felt his heart tremble. Oh gods? He?d never seen her this furious. |