They had tumbled together, but her teeth had managed to find purchase in his foreleg nonetheless. It was not in her to relish the taste of blood but the tang on her tongue - mostly hers, from her battered muzzle - and the adrenaline combined into an exhilaration beyond anything earthly. Freyja's hands were upon her, guiding her and strengthening her, and Katja would not fail her. Briefly as her jaws closed she wondered if Auora were watching her in approval.
The Olympian called out to submit to her, and her jaws immediately opened to release him once more. As he turned away from her she pushed her self back to her paws with grace despite the pain in her leg, and the bruising. She took a moment to lick the wound on her leg as she eyed the argument that had broken out among the members of Olympus. Members of a pack that was now hers. Helios gave the order for them to hold the gold-marked female, then whispered to the heavily pregnant Olympian. No, this would not do. Not at all.
"They do not take your orders now, Olympian," her voice cracked out over the chaos, sharp as a whip, and cold. "You seem to mistakenly believe that they are still yours, but you submitted to me and that makes your pack... all of your pack... mine."
She paused to allow her words to sink in a moment. "The woman and the child are members of my pack and therefore... as members of my pack... anyone laying hands upon them on the order of an outsider will be maimed." She cast a languid eye over the gathered Olympians. How would they take that? More, how would they take this? "The Olympus family is dismissed from the pack. Take your children and your supplicants and go..." Not unexpected, it seemed fairly traditional in these lands to release the old members when one won a challenge, but.. "...but... Virgil's children... all of Virgil's children... will remain with me - where they will be safe from Olympus' influence. Too, the Olympus slaves will be freed from slavery and made full members and gain the complete protection of the pack, which will no longer bear the Olympian name but will henceforth be known as Yfir." It was a good name, meaning "above" in the Old Norse language that she had shared with Auora even before she'd learned to speak Auora's Norwegian. "Any other wolf present is free to request asylum with Yfir if they submit themselves to my judgement."
She stepped forward, toward the Olympians, her cold, intent manner gone sharp with menace. "If any any former member of Olympus dares touch one who is now under Yfir's protection they will find themselves a useless cripple." A particularly cold smile graced her torn muzzle. "And we know how Olympus treats their less fortunate."
A long speech, for Katja an extraordinarily long one, but she had been thinking about it for quite some time and Helios - daring to give orders to the pack she had just won from him - had simply cemented her decision further. Virgil's children - the four Raisa had helped raise, and the new litter Virgil had abandoned - would remain in Yfir. Their property - in the form of the two slaves - would remain in Yfir, leaving the Olympians destitute as well as homeless, and a slap in the face by making them full members of the pack. They thought the challenge itself was her vengeance? They had been wrong. Thank you, Freyja, Odin, Thor, and mighty Tyr for giving me this victory.
One more blow to the esteem of the Olympians - she would allow no interference as the former slave sought to avenge herself and the crippled pup against the former alpha of Olympus. "Clear away and let them settle this honorably between themselves." Her tone left no doubt that she inferred Helios' interference to be the dishonorable action here.
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