LIKE A HOUSE IN A HURRICANE

It was about time.

The pallid brute's attention was jerked from the beginning battle between the old bird and the russet bitch, when his sister moved. Crimson eyes followed her, and he shifted his body moving as well, as she began her own challenge- creating an area where blood would spill. His eyes then landed on the form of Novocaine, a brother he hadn't seen in a long time. The Elysius family were rising again, and it seemed everyone was coming home- or returning to the fold. Cerberus watches his sister, as her defenses set and his crimson eyes gleam with the prospect of the upcoming challenge. He calls through the crowd, his words for Artemis alone. "Make them break."

He cared little for the politics, rather he cared more for the forest that this bitch and her people had claimed. His forest. He wasn't ready to wage the war he intended on the land- to ravage it, and place his family at the thrones. Not yet.. All around him, the drums of war began to beat- the tensions in the air palpable, and thick. Today two kingdoms would either rise or fall- all at the hands of thus four wolves. The Elysuis wolves would return to their power, their glory at the paws of his sister. Of that he had little doubt. The russet bitch who claimed the throne of Arcanum- wouldn't know what hit her.

She would break.

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