you become what you hate

A flutter of nerves and intrigue danced within Mariah as she arrived at the battlefield. The pack challenge between Kotori and Ghoul was a momentous event, drawing wolves from far and wide to witness the ultimate battle for dominance. As a member of Elysium staying as a guest in Valta, she felt a sense of obligation to bear witness to the challenge. Yet, her mind couldn't help but wander to her brother Malico, wondering if he was nearby, among those who had already gathered. Or if he even intended on coming.

The air was thick with tension and excitement, the scent of fur and sweat filling her nostrils. The sun beat down mercilessly on the field, casting harsh shadows and creating a hazy mirage in the distance. Mariah took a deep breath and steeled herself for what was to come. Mariah's gaze swept over the bustling crowd, her sharp eyes immediately catching sight of familiar faces from Elysium. Her sister Avacyn stood tall and regal in the midst of the chaos, her graceful form standing out among the sea of bodies. Beside her stood their uncle Deimos with a brood of pups- ones she didn’t recognize. Mariah's heart warmed at the sight of them, feeling grateful for their presence amidst the tension of the challenge ahead. She couldn't resist the urge to make her way towards them, carefully navigating through the mass of spectators and avoiding any potential conflicts between alphas. With each step, she could hear the cheering and growling emanating from the center of the crowd as the fierce battle for dominance raged on. But in this moment, all that mattered to Mariah was connecting with her loved ones.

"Mariah Mendacium"