The Betrayal Knows My Name

Destruction's greeting of them both was downtrodden truth be told, and her appearance was far altered from what he'd last seen on the riverbank during his exile. The pelt that was once comforting in it's touch was disheveled, her left eye gone and there seemed to be a side she favored to put weight on where she sat. And her words. There were many of them for Tahlia and Bane to hear. For the most part the male listened quietly as he took it all in. Seracia was gone, cast into the breeze like many leaves as Loccian left to a wolf who he knew wasn't meant to lead. "Seracia was doomed to fail the moment that uncouth and conniving bitch left it to you and well... pack break up all the time when something such as this happens." Bane mumbled with an uncertain amount of humor. An alpha challenge as she sent out a few of her friends to look for him? The pale wolf gave a yawn and wag of his tail. That fact that she was alive was all that mattered to Bane at this point in knowing her. Right. Rather silly to ask for forgiveness in past matters. And such minor ones too. His family was safe. That's all that mattered to Bane.

"Des, I want you to know..." Bane began. Tahlia starting to speak. Now, the elder knew his mate was prideful. Wanting respect for her family and status within a group of individuals. But that was not to say that what came out of her muzzle shocked him. It was mortifying the words Tahlia whipped Destruction's ears with, a confused daze creasing his brow as his attention turned from one to the other.

"Tahlia wait, it wouldn't, have made a difference?" Bane weakly interjected with uncertainty. "Would you really have wanted to go back to the pack made up of snooty self centered nose-raising pricks that couldn't bother with the struggles a lost Blood Moon tribes-wolf dealing with culture shock amidst them?" Incredulous and out of breath, his lone sapphire looking at Tahlia and the way she now stood. Tense. Anger and loathing. At least that's what he saw. And yet the whitening male was at a loss at how unreasonable and unfair Tahlia was jumping upon Destruction. "How do you think the others would've reacted to banished wolves being brought back by a known friend? A god mother no less?" His mate's words replayed over in his head in the span of a few seconds. And Bane closed his eye with a tensed up breath when his mate stared at him in what he took was definence.

He looked at the departing she-wolf. He looked back at Destruction and gave a shaky sigh. A fire lite within his lone eye. Tahlia was leaving, but he wasn't having that. As he hurriedly went after her a few words came to mind. Assuming. Unjust. Unfair. Prideful. He felt the tip of her tail brush up against his chin, muzzle reaching forward with regret in his actions. But Tahlia had spoken unjustly, and as he grabbed ahold of her tail he knew a line was being crossed somewhere. Perhaps even more so then the tongue-lashing Tahlia gave Destruction. His paws roughly grabbed up her sides as Bane brought his full weight atop her back and drove the unprepared she-wolf into the ground.

A paw came up and stepped onto her muzzle, his belly fur mixing with hers back. He reached his head forward with a warning growl and bared a canine fang next to her one good eye. Tahlia had crossed the line with Destruction. His words came out quick, and he began with a snarl. "Do you realize what your words just did!? I may have just struck you Tahlia but what do you think you just did to her!? My paw was yours against her muzzle! A slap to the face! Don't you ever. Ever. Ever! Judge my friend again! She is like us in our sight! Her body taken by the bleeding eyes and I noticed that she's gimping on one side! Her pelt disheveled and yet, in that state she is in, she still comes to us begging to be forgiven for something she hardly had control over and that happened seasons ago. We've moved on! Seracia was gone the moment Loccian left it to her! I can't believe you even jumped to stripping her title of godparent. I gave it to her!" Bane roared, his tirade certainly audible to Destruction.

"I've been in her place! When I came to Seracia I was broken, misunderstood, asking for a second chance at life and to just be as I wandered about in a daze doing whatever I wanted to try and spur a calling to my life! To just exist. I was the only one of my kind Tahlia! You will never treat Des with such blatant contempt and bitterness for the bullshit reasons you just gave her! She looks like shit and went through the sickness alone! Has no friends with her as far as I know!" Bane tossed his head back and shifted atop his mate. He lashed his tail and pinned his ears back at the growl he gave right next to her neck. "Whatever pride and satisfaction you have about treating her this way. I will hit you again as many times as I have to until you drop the pathetic reasons for disowning her! I will take you so many times how you are I wont need you by the end of this day! I will beat the thoughts from your mind! It's not about you! It's about that sad and broken wolf that came to us for a forgotten and forgiven bygone gods damnit!" Rage. Confusion. Shock. And above all burning and confused fury as he looked down at Tahlia. "So, do all of us the favor and stop this 'hey, lets just fuck common sense attitude' and go apologize!" Bane growled through clenched fangs as he lifted his paw off Tahlia's muzzle.