Let's Call This My Homecoming
04-03-2013, 01:04 PM
~*~ (ooc: permission given by Dark to hop in) Champion was getting to know the lay of the land ? for a long time loner such as her, these things were easy. In her seasons alone she?d had to be adept at finding shelter and water sources, at locating hunting areas and knowing the signs of a predator?s haunts. She?d been in Lentajin only a few weeks and already she was getting to know the place quite well. She could be seen bathing in the shade of trees, surveying a great sweep of land ? or racing through one of the half dry creekbeds. It wasn?t imaginable that the same day she?d first entered the terra she?d done so with half her ribcage splintered and her tail bones broken. Champion seemed to have a knack for finding her feet quickly. Minutes after the elk had tried to flatten her, she?d been tracking it again. And here, within days of stepping within the boundaries, she was patrolling the borders like she?d been here all her life. Already thoughts buzzed in her head ? ideas of what she could help with to rebuild this splinter cell of a pack. She wasn?t going to let Newt down. The dire wolf with the grey and purple coat ? the Queen of the land ? had invested Champion with purpose?. And more than she knew. Champion didn?t just see a Queen when she looked at Newt. Of all the things she saw, ?Queen? was probably the last on the list. Firstly, she saw a warrior of build and size to rival her own, but secondly? secondly she saw a she-wolf who?s past had cut her deep. Newt had said things that day they?d met ? said things that she barely even recalled. But Champion had glimpsed at the pain within those violent, violet eyes. When Champion looked on Newt, didn?t just see an intimidating warrior, she saw someone to protect. From her past, from the traces of damage it had left in her mind, and from anyone who might dare to misuse her ? not to mention threaten the pups that were on the way. Champion had pledged herself Newt?s sister-in-arms and she meant it. She was no longer a rogue. She was Lentajin. And whoever this stranger on the borders was, Champion wanted to eat his ears. ?You aren?t the only wolf who can keep to the shadows when they wish,? said Champion, drawing herself up from where she?d been reclining among the bushes. She hadn?t intended on doing any spying today ? she?d been far away from the border ? this stranger had come to her. At first she?d been worried ? she knew the law about intruders and was almost tempted to step in and limit the rage Newt showed when she first appeared. But then the male had started talking. Champion didn?t know if he just always spoke like that or he was working an angle, but her intuition leaned towards the second. The hunch was increased the more the male prattled. And though Newt spun elegant threats, she had already decided to dismiss the usual punishments for trespassing. For some reason that put Champion on edge. Normally she?d be the one to treat for clemency? but not this cocky intruder with his silver tongue. He admitted it himself ? he was not a warrior! So what buisness did he have here. Despite the cold, calculating thoughts behind her devil?s heart eyes, Champion?s words followed one another swiftly. ?Nor are you the only one with mind enough to devise plans. Do you think our Queen unable of subtlety and plots?? Here Champion, glanced at her Queen. Newt had once warned her off against formalities, but the military born she-wolf couldn?t help a slight nod of the head. But just a heartbeat and then she was back after the dark newcomer. ?You talk a fine talk, stranger, but how smart can you be when you haven?t even had the good sense to teach yourself the arts of hunting and combat? What?s more, supposing you are as brilliant and cunning as you claim ? what reason have we to expect your loyalty? Lentajin is not a tool to suit your needs. You?ve done nothing here but cross lines and cut rules. You deserve punishment, not promotion.? Ambition was a two edged sword. In packs like her birthplace, rank was earned through training and long, long years of hardship, orders and determination. You didn?t reach the top until you?d been beaten down and built back up by your superiors. Obviously, these packs of the south often worked differently. Champion had been offered her place as Chavalier, the day she and Newt had met. But this only made her more thankful for it, more driven to prove herself worthy of it ? and more determined to guard Newt?s position and pack with her life. If she came off as blunt and protective: That?s because she was. ~*~ ~I?m now becoming my own S.e.l.f.-.f.u.l.f.i.l.l.e.d. Prophecy ~ |
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