THE DARKNESS COMES

*Azalea* · 08-11-2014, 07:27 AM

Azalea slumbered peacefully outside of her den, awake enough to dream about the sounds of tiny breath coming from inside the den. Her children always slept like the dead after a long day of terrorizing the pack.

When a strangled cry for help tugged at every sense of dread and alarm in her body it was entirely unexpected of the usually peaceful night. Amber eyes flew up and legs unfolded to bring her to her paws, hackles raised as she looked about.

That was not a wolf and as she realized just who that sounded like her heart would plummet and her legs would start running.

She found herself at Roman's den, following the sounds and smells as she had never been directly to her Queen's personal den before. What she found there was panic. Roman was in her den and Elli was there too, speaking to Greek from inside the den. The Fossa ran off without a word but the silence was taken just as quickly by Drashiel. The slate and tan Armada wolf was in a panic over his sister and clearly upset by the fact that there was nothing to be done.

"Roman! Roman, I'm here if you need me. Elli, I'm willing to help in any way I can. It's going to be alright, Roman. You're going to be alright, right Elli?" She spoke from her distance. Azalea couldn't sit down, instead she found herself pacing. She was not stupid, she could smell the blood. The Armada woman inside the den was close to being due and besides that had a different smell that she knew too well.

The blood scent burned her nose as Azalea fret for Roman's will after what was occurring to her now. How did she deserve this? What had Roman done for this?

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