Bloody Ransom

Rumors had spread that Kaino had kidnapped a child, not just any child. But the child of pack leaders. To help secure a pack for sephrian and the family. It hadn’t been rumor long when Sephiran had confirmed it for the band and ordered them to “escort” the child home. But she knew better. This was to be a show of force, a declaration of intention. She had been ready the moment the orders had left her cousin’s mouth. Sporting her new leather armor, one a color of leather and metal spikes, the other a leather bodice that covered her spine, connecting to her collar and secured to her back legs and underbelly, she was the epitome of a warrior.


Taking her place with her family, she made the trek to Norad’s borders. The child in tow, babysat by a Sidi she didn’t recognize. Not once did she speak as they walked, her mind focused on the battle that was sure to follow once they arrived. Focused. That was all she could be. Obediently she followed Sephrian’s silent directions.


As Sephiran stopped she took her place beside her uncle Rhazien. Casting her brother Ezekiel a comforting glance that told him that they were prepared for this. And then she turned her gaze to her uncle offering him a sly smile and wink before turning back to the task at hand. Steeling her features into one of cold unfiltered indifference. Her muscles tensed as she could do nothing but wait now.

"Ely & Ezekiel"