Another Hero, Another Mindless Crime
Behind The Curtain, In The Pantomime
On And On, Does Anybody Know What We Are Living For?

Whatever Happens, We Leave It All To Chance
Another Heartache, Another Failed Romance
On And On, Does Anybody Know What We Are Living For?

The Show Must Go On!

He had lost. He had the will, but the strength had fled form him the moment the other man went to attack. He had been brutally battered, and from the den he had slipped away during the night. He felt awfully. He had let Avalon be taken. Let her children be taken. But... no. He couldn't give in yet. He would breathe in, the sound shaky through his missing and chipped teeth. Sonticus... there was little denying that it wasn't meant to be. The pack had the will, but not the strength to carry out what it desired. Time and time again it had been kicked around.

In the morning air she heard her call for him. His Arian calling for Sin. He knew what she was doing without even going there. She would not last in a fight with the man again. He would feel his heart clench. No, he would not weep. He would honor her wishes to die in battle, fighting with her last breath. He would do the same. He would breathe in. There was little time left.

He'd stumble, his leg having given him trouble. He'd barely been treated... and it had taken him most of the morning to get just this far. He'd come to a stop, breathing hard. He knew what he had to do... but... did he have the courage to do it?

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It was the scent of blood that drew her. She was looking for Kaitlyn, her little girl having wandered off from her dearest mother. Goodness these children were giving her a run for her money! She'd breathe in, worrying for a moment that it might have been her daughter that she was scenting. But, as she continued on, she'd realize that the scent of her daughter had gone cold. There was no one there but a male.... and when Marina saw him her eyes widened. He looked like a huge mess. His muzzle was a wreck, one leg favored above the others. The female would whine softly, approaching him slowly. "You really shouldn't be out in that condition." He smelled strongly of a pack too. The female would raise a brow, speaking softly once more. "You're not far from your pack lands. I could help you get back there..." "Talk" "You" Think

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A woman approached, and for a long moment Cypress couldn’t be sure if he was seeing things or if she truly had a raging Rainbow running across her back. He would lift his gaze to hers, seeing nothing but sincerity in her eyes. She was worried for him. Cypress would shake his head, pushing himself to do what he needed to do. Sometimes doing the right thing meant doing what you didn’t want to. You had to do what was best for everyone else.

Cypress would take a breathe, shaking his head. “I know... but I’m afraid I won’t be going back there.” The male would say softly. “Say, listen, it’s strange but... Would you like a pack?” The male would lift his gaze to the femme’s own, his voice and expression completely serious.

“Sonticus... Is not the pack that we hoped it would be. We keep getting pushed around.. Beaten down... Its time for someone else to take the mantle.” The man would offer a smile. “You’re... Welcome to take the pack... If you want it.”

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Marina would frown, listening to the man as he spoke. Offering her a pack. Marina would furrow her brow, feeling a knot in her stomach. It wasn’t like she hadn’t considered such an option. Hell, she had debated on it heavily when Ganja was still around. But now? She would close her eyes. It would give her children stability. Stability for herself and her brother. She would give a small nod, speaking up. “A pack huh...? I suppose it would be wrong to turn away such a... Generous offer.” From what it sounded like though the pack had been through some tough times. Could she handle that? “Though if you’re not returning to your pack, where will you go?” The femme asked, her voice curious. Was she supposed to just waltz in there, explaining that the pack was hers now? Would the pack believe her? Marina would breathe out slowly. The thought of Imperium came to mind. She had last seen them when they took down Lydovne... Not that there had been much of a scrable for it. She’d breathe out a soft sigh. "Talk" "You" Think

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The woman seemed to reluctantly agree to his offer, and for that Cypress was still grateful. He would turn his sights towards the battlefield, his ears flicking back. “My mate has just called her tormentor to a challenge to the death.” Say would say softly. “So its time for me to go support her. With what I have left and... Should she fall... Try to avenge her.” Cypress would start to press on. “Sonticus is yours. Do as you will.” His mind was set, and he was determined that, come what may, the show would go on.

--Exit.--

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A challenge to the death huh? Marina would look at the male with sympathy, but she'd speak no more on the matter. She'd watch the stubborn male set off, pushing himself to the limit to get to his beloved. Marina couldn't imagine what it would be like to have a mate in that situation. But... she knew one thing. She wouldn't allow anyone she loved to be in that situation. She'd tear apart anyone who dared try. The female would turn on her paws, feeling her mind take a turn. She would consider the options of this new pack... what she could potentially build. Something her parents could be proud of. The thought made her smile. Yes... there was definitely potential in all of this. --End Thread.-- "Talk" "You" Think

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