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Wake of Destruction



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12-09-2013, 12:45 AM


Chill regarded the pup the way she would regard a bug, insufficient and pathetic, something to be stomped on and squished with time. She should death match the child here for even daring to speak? Should she then proceed to death match that blood line in its entirety? Decimation was always a pretty thing to deal with, and as Chill looked around she was certain that others would be more than willing to help decimate this particular bloodline. Time to take out the trash before it bred and filled the world with filth.

Brace the storm. Chill curled her lips back in general distaste, this girl was treading on dangerous soil, she would poison her before she could do any damage that would hinder the rest of her performance in battle. Satis nose should have told her that much, so her threats where left with another purr as she rolled her shoulders back and laughed. "Here's the funny thing, he's been with me for weeks, if you cared in the least you would have tried to find him sooner. He left your pack, you have no claim on him, he's mine now." Chill's words where cold and clipped as she stepped forward, her tail swinging behind her but a blur of black flesh caught her attention. "And seeing that he wasn't a prisoner he was able to leave of his own free will. Rouge just like I, he is. And since I belong to Kus, and Rin belongs to me, he is also apart of our family." Stupid dog. Her thoughts echoed, she had to say, warriors were not clever at all, instead they did a lot of barking and not enough thinking. Go kill yourself. Jump off a cliff. Go poke a bear. Go play in the middle of a road. Chill didn't particular care. Just die.

But something flash into the edges of her vision. Eyes snapped over to the form and she noticed the figure of the black panther, her lips relaxed as she flicked her ears toward him as he laid his claim down to the younger female. Chill wanted to laugh in delight, she hasn't been happier to see this particular cat in her all her life. The battlefield just became level, emotions swirled in front of her, fondness was the first one and it shined the brightest. Was this what it was like to be in a family unit? Blah. They where the mafia, poison masters, gun totting warriors of this land.

And they, Glaciem was nothing, a crumbling pack made up of nothing but pups and a few others. "Oh, you can't get members so you try to get them on battlefields?" She mused at the other female, her tongue was sharp as she moved between Satis and Rin, her answer was very clear. Seeing that Satis just came of age to breed, and just reached sexual maturity, Chill was almost positive that realistically she would win this spat with the younger female.

Unless someone else stepped in to separate the two females, it would turn into a nasty maiming fight on Chill's part. She wanted to mark the other female as a fair warning what would happen when anyone decided to cross her. Lips would curl upward again, a growl vibrating her vocal cords, what type of maiming would she go for? She knew for sure if she won this she would shove a herb down her throat to make her infertile, then she would blind the female, for one that knew so little of the world did not deserve to look upon it. What would be next? Ears? One that listened so reverently to the bullshit of their father didn't deserve to hear the words of better wolves. After that? Her tongue, simply because her voice reminded her of her stool, shit, no one needed to hear it, so lets remove it all together. Torture would be divine.

The thing was, would the boss want her fighting here? But her eyes drifted to the pack that was present that was also leaving the battlefield. That seemed like a good idea, that moment when people didn't acknowledge your existence and left was like rubbing salt in a prideful wolfs wounds. And since Satis couldn't drag them off because of the poisons that coated their fur, Chill chuckled sadistically before she turned her head toward Kus, a small flicker of fondness in her eyes before she looked toward Rin. "Come along apprentice, since your ties have been broken when you disowned Isardis they cannot force you anywhere. Let us return to our den, seeing as there much you have to learn."

With that Chill stepped forward, rubbing her head against Kus's flank in an thankful manner before turned away, and nudged Rin to move in front of her as well, though she secretly wanted to let them grab Rin so they could ingest the poison and make maiming her five times easier than it should have been. Then on the flip side, Chill didn't want the pup harmed, she in her weeks spent with him grew fond of him, if she cared much for family ties she would have death matched Satis and Isardis for even existing as a threat to her adopted son. All creatures knew what would happen if Chill let Rin return to that pack, that thought made her pause, her ears turning back behind her as she stood flank to flank with Kus. Whispering so only he could hear what she was saying she stated, "Kusugra I'm not letting them have him. They are the trash upon this land, and we should...get rid of them."

The small white female finished her comment with a simmer of anger laying under her words, hatred was a natural emotion for Chill. Generally dislike for that bloodline was simmering as her paws moved forward and she nudged Rin again, they would also be leaving now as well, leaving the trash standing there in the cold with no answer to their questions. Tauriq walking off, his pack mates walking off, Chill walking off, nudging Rin with her, Kus she didn't know what he was going to do. But the fact everyone just made Glaciem's bitching invalided was...funny in the sense of the word to Chill.

So the white female moved on, following suit with the defending party and just leaving. Could not take, that which would not come.

-Chill and Rin exit.- (Exiting Rin with the permission of the Rper.)

[[OOC: Rin isn't apart of Glaciem since he was kidnapped/agreed to join Chill and disowned Isardis and his pack during that thread, making him a loner. Since he wasn't a prisoner there's nothing really stopping him from leaving. Your challenge should be a claim one, and if you would like I will start first in another thread. Just let me know.]]



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