Welcome To The Murder Party

The fact some wolves actually came to Medusa wanting to join her pack proved how many idiots there were in the world.  She may have won her freedom and leadership of the pack but as far as Misery saw her she would never be anything more than a slave.  She was a poorly behaving, idiotic, foul, inept slave that deserved to be nothing more than some lab experiment.  That didn’t say much about those who chose to follow her.  Her kids were born of a slave and were surely just as worthless.

The sorry existence of life that was Medusa looked at Misery and he offered a thin smile back at her greeting.  Misery would love to make her just quickly trust him but if he tried to just play cheery and close it would be the most obvious lie ever made.  Being obedient and submitting would have to do for now.  Misery was right where he wanted to be.  There were games to be played.

Games played in tar pits?  Ohhh, games were gonna be nasty.  Misery would make sure Medusa suffered.  Whether directly or indirectly through her kids.  She’d pay for making Misery stay in there.  Well, they’d see how long until he could win his way out.

Eraithus showed up next.  Misery looked at the man, remembering when he’d first met the wolf during the big snowfall as a young pup.  Eraithus had fallen into Misery’s first trap.  The guy cared about kids and his mom.  Misery didn’t voice an opinion for or against the plans but stayed neutral, looking to Medusa as she responded.  Honestly, she was an idiot but even idiocy can accidentally do something Misery would agree with.  If Eraithus lost he’d have to bring one of the hidden children to Medusa.  So, he could either not fight and try to keep the children hidden and safe or fight to make them officially free with the curse of being bound to bring the child to Medusa if he lost.  Then again, he could agree and if he lied just not keep his word but some wolves weren’t keen on breaking their word.

It was a good noble deed of Eraithus but really, most of his siblings weren’t worth it.  Let the little idiots die out and hope mom made better ones.  Unfortunately, mom loved the little idiots so it was actually necessary they be saved if possible.  That thought addressed his gaze turned to where Widow dropped her pup over to where Medusa’s kid was, noting how the two were playing together.  Interesting.

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