Demons Never Die [Meeting]

The young lupine's breathing was deep, forced to be even as she watched wolves gather before her father. She was glad to be having another meeting - hopefully one with a better air about it than the last. The last had been so awful, and it was no one's fault it was simply the way that it had gone. It became too personal, for she and for all that were involved. Surely though, her father would not repeat Collision's mistakes. Not because he was at all better than the brute, but because after watching something be done incorrectly once, it was impossible not to learn from the experience and try to make the next better. Clearly Valhalla as a whole did not appreciate being talked down to or treated as if they were not smart enough to trifle with the affairs of their alpha. Something had to change, something had to give... she had assumed that Collision would step up and speak for himself - but it seemed that would not be the case.


Cairo's first words were the first of a downward spiral. Apparently this pack was not a home anymore. The girl's blue eyes widened... what... had he said? That this pack, this place, was not a home to the wolves here? There were two new litters born since the last meeting! Two couples striving to make this place as happy and healthy a place to be for their children as it could be - and her father had just said... and then he continued. It was all for Collision's sake, for the wounded pride of a man, no, a boy who hadn't even shown his face at this meeting at all. Her eyes cut slightly, but widened as he threw Fenrir into the spotlight. Chrysanthe was devestated - had her father just... insulted this man's mother? If he had done that to an Adravendi, he would have had his head? Hell SHE would have had his head if he dared insult her mother, be it the one who had passed or the one who was present here today.


And then, if that were not enough of an insult on its own, instead of congratulating Erani on a job well done, delivering her pups and creating a family that was pretty much his own, he brings up prior humiliation - she had already been stripped of her rank once before the entire pack! To act like a season had not gone by, to not let it go, she was disappointed and disgusted. Her lips curled into a frown. Her ears twitched as he then handed the throne to a man that no one here knew - a stranger, Icarus. She stared at the male for a moment, before closing her eyes, trying to silence her thoughts and still her quaking stomach. "No..." She muttered, her lips tightening. "No I can't let this..."


She couldn't, she couldn't sit and let this pass - it wasn't fair! First Collision and now Cairo, they were destroying what she thought that Valhalla was - and what she had presumed was her seeing the pack's true colors, she now saw that wasn't the case. "Valhalla is a home! It is a home, it is a family, we are accepting and loving and respectful." She spoke quietly, but there was emotion in her voice - sentiment, because she believed in her words wholeheartedly. "But what you just did to Fenrir was not respect!" She spoke evenly, but there was fire in her blue eyes. "To give respect gets you respect. How can you tell him not to mouth off and in the same breath insult his very upbringing?" She was appalled, devastated, but her feelings would not go out to him. Her voice had taken a steady tone, and she turned toward the male that had been called out so rudely.


"Fenrir please, please accept my most humble apology on my father's behalf. What you said to Collision at the last meeting was not acceptable - but neither was this. My father's words do not represent the feelings of Valhalla as a whole." She looked to Erani soon after, her mother knew how she felt about this. The girl would have loved to correct him on his feelings toward Valhalla in regards to his precious prodigal son, but that was a private conversation - one that would probably never be spoken. And in that, a rift was created between she and her father, her eldest brother, and with her leaving so soon it would probably never be completely repaired. "I want this pack to be your home, just as Cairo wants it to be Collision's. I hope that you can give us another chance."


She would try and be positive toward the lupine within Valhalla, because that is what they deserved. To live their lives the best they could, only to be dealt with harshly whenever they came together was... depressing. How were they to function as a pack, if they dreaded the days where they came together beneath their alpha? "My wedding will be coming up soon - it will be a happy occasion - but I will then leave you all and take my place in Seracia." As the wife to a prince that would never love her - but be haunted her beautiful sister at his every glance. "I want to leave, knowing that you all are happy, that your lives here are as lovely as you all deserve."


Slowly she turned toward Icarus, feelings strongly about how he was handed a position so important and all she knew about him was his name. And yet... "I don't know you Icarus, but I hope that you lead this pack well. We are an open group - an accepting one. I could judge you as an outsider because to many of us that is exactly what you are... but I would be foolish not to give you a fighting chance." Her stomach churned, her eyes were watering but she couldn't tell whether it was simply emotion or the bile burning in her stomach and trying to tear its way up her throat. "I wish you nothing but the best of luck." And if he should fail, no matter what pack she was in or what duty she was fulfilling she would take the throne from him and rule Valhalla herself.


She would not let this pack fall to shambles.