Sacrement gave a dark, hidious growl. Her feline figure working it's way acroos the melting snow as if it were nothing. It was time to finnish this! Sixx had been running back and forth telling her howncrazy his brother had gone. They'd meet almost every day as the last remaining, founding members of their origonal home. Nex sacrementum. A pack, but also another word for death-oath. This was what that was, a death oath. Sixx's sudden disapearance could only mean one thing. He was dead.

Sacrement gave a low rumble in her barrel chest as she picked up a farmiliar scent. Prince Nexium himself. The killer of kings and the most feared. The kin-slayer. The prince of mayham, destroyer of hope, crusher of deams, death of the future, so many names to define one wolf. One wold who's unfortunate disapearance changed him for the better. Honnestly, sacrement had thought he was dead. She'd witnessed him burned alive. A burning tree-limb had fallen on him. How could any wolf survive that? Then a year later he's alive and is in a pack??

She came to the mouth of the cave, sighing. She could take many wolves but she only wanted one. Her rage bideing in her body, exploding with such force that would rock buildings. "Nexium, your time is up! Time to pay for killing your own damn brother!" She shouted, loud enough to almost shake the walls! This would surely be a fight to remember.

The sea cave shook with the sound of the tiger's call, and before the first syllable was out of her mouth, Gargoyle was on his paws. Those yellow eyes burned out of the darkness. Every hair stood on edge. His muzzle had drawn back and contorted into a hellish snarl. The shock and surprise at being awoken was enougth to rattle anyone's cage, add that to the fact that this beast was cornered with his family and anyone without a deathwish would be wise to back the h--- off. He'd tangled with feline's before. He'd had to fight a snowleopard for his dinner once, and it had accidently become a family tradition to claw an eye off a grown cougar. His size was a major advantage. Most grown cats - though long and wirey and thick with muscle, were not as tall as Gargoyle. Heck -there were bears and ponies that weren't as tall as Gargoyle. But this creature at the mouth of the cave? It could've been him in cat form. It was giant.

And before the words had even fully fallen on his ears, he realized what was going on. This was the beast that Awaken had dropped hints about. This was Sacrament.

A growl was dripped and spat from the giant's muzzle. It rebounded off the stone walls, doubling and trippling in size until it rivaled the sound of the waves. In it were two words for those of his family that had chosen to spend the night in this particular cave. "Stay back." And with that, the chief stalked to the edge of the cave, staying just within the shadows, where his yellow eyes continued to glow in the dark. He wasn't concerned with the idiotic fueds of the past. He was sick of them. Enough of his packmates had been endangered and hurt by Awaken's past and though, perhaps it wasn't fair of him to hold the rookie as responsible, he was still getting very annoyed. More than annoyed. Furious. "Prince Nexium has never resided here, cat," he rumbled, with tones devoid of anything but warning. "I suggest you leave."

[ooc: Excuse me for dropping in, I can always have this deleted if need be. Just felt like replying to something entertaining for once :3]

A monstrous roar rumbled through the cave causing blackened ears to flick backward in annoyance. With a growl the young male was up in a flash with teeth showing, eyes flashing dangerously and fur bristling. Head automatically lowered to protect his throat and his stance widened for balance. Already his stance was defensive as his tail was the last thing to position into place. For a gargantuan creature he sure could move quickly. All forty-two inches and two-hundred pounds of him. Steadily he'd grown in weight and muscle mass as spring overtook the place once more. They'd settled down for the time being and made themselves comfortable meaning he could eat all he wanted and train. Lots and lots of training. His bloodline wasn't one to sit still for long. That much was obvious. Someone had already beaten him to the punch though. He was ready to defend the place with tooth and nail but Gargoyle had gotten there quicker. Respect for the once Chief was the only thing that kept the brute in line. He didn't know many of the wolves he traveled with, but he liked Gargoyle and he had liked Asheni, therefore he had good opinions for the rest of them. Red and blue ringed eyes glared past Gargoyle and he took a threatening step forward. He'd never seen a tiger before, but this cat was intriguing. Bigger than any mountain lion he'd ever seen. One look at its claws got him wondering how big its teeth were and how dangerous it was. Already he was searching for weaknesses. He was bigger than Gargoyle but this creature was gigantic. If it didn't leave then perhaps he'd have permission to help kill it? He'd been itching for a fight of late. He wasn't one to indulge himself in life threatening situations all the time, but this time was an exception. He lingered behind only stalking forward a few more threatening paces. A low growl reverberated within his chest and teeth flashed as Gargoyle's threat rung through the air. He was making it obviously clear he would back the ex-Alpha in whatever the case may be. "He's right. No one by that name resides here. Leave before you find yourself tangling with things you won't like." He hissed menacingly at the cat. Eyes tore through the creature like daggers. Sizing it up, attempting to intimidate it. Anything to get it to leave. He was a close quarters fighter, but with three massive bodies right at the entrance of the cave, no one would have room to maneuver. It would not end well of any of them, but he sure as hell would take the challenge head on. Speech,

Awaken jumped, his heart pounding at the sound. She was here. He got up from his place on the cave ground, keeping his head low as he inched closer to Gargoyle. He was trying to cover for him. No way, a tiger would never back down when she knew her prey was here. He couldn't alow Gargoyle and Armageddon to risk their lives for him. They've done so much, the most he could do was try to clean up his own mess.

He gave a determined growl and lept around the two wolves infront of him and facing Sacrement head on. Time to end this. His ears pinned back as Sacrement roared at him, angry about Sixx's death. "Listen, before we fight. I just want to talk this out. " He swallowed thickly. They had numbers but there was no way they could fight such a big animal in such a closed in space. "Sixx cause his own death. He attacked pups and blinded a poor yearling, killed a pups mother and tormented our pack to the point I had no choice but to end him." Relief flooded over him. Atleast she was listening. If he was lucky he'd be able to talk his way out of this. ?

"Sacrement. I remember nothing of being a king at all. I don't remember anything. But, please don't try to take me back. I've got a family now. And pups on the way. I've got a family that needs me, ive already left one pack and it fell, i wont alow the same to happen to this one. " ?

Sacrement's claws unsheathed themselves. Her massive jaws open, showing the arsenal of teeth . "I have no intrest in any of you. I only want him." ?her insisors alone were about two inches long and the other jagged mess of teeth looked just as deadly. Her blue eyes sized each of the wolves up. They might have had height advantage but she had more length behind her and weight.?

Her eyes lifted to see the wolf she'd wanted. Nexium. She gave a ear-splitting roar, this fight would be private. "Nexium. You've killed so many. But never would i have thought you'd have killed your own brother for no reason." Anger washed over her once more. She'd loved sixx's antics. Crazy as he may be she'd sent him to gently retrive nexium and coax him to remember himself. Her ears perked as he spoke, the idea of Sixx attack pups honnestly didn't surprize her.

"So youve abandoned your own name?or did you forget it? You don't remember a thing do you? The forest caught on fire, you, Sixx and I were rushing the young and wounded out of the dens and on the last load of pups a treebranch fell on you. We didn't have time to come get you, we all assumed you were dead. All out members either died in that fire or roamed untill death. But when Sixx camd back to me, telling me you had survived and was alive. We all had hope. But, you didn't remember us at all." Emotions flushed her. She felt horrible for wanting to kill Awaken. He hadn't done anythong wrong. Sixx had been in the wrong the whole time.?

Gargoyle was aware of Armageddon coming quickly to his side. The male had a knack for putting in a paw right when he was needed most. Not a bad trait in a packmate. The chief's growl thickened until it sounded like the very blood in his viens was boiling out his mouth. Awaken made a quick pass by to stand at the mouth of the cave. He was certainly a cool one, considering what all was at stake. But to Gargoyle's surprise, the she-cat didn't attack. She waited, listening to what the green-eyed male had to say. And Awaken had plenty to tell. In the back of his mind the chief wondered what the other listening wolves would have to think about this glimspe of the complicated backstory that was Awaken, but then again, Gargoyle didn't have much more than a glimspe himself. And a glimspe was enough. The chief had heard from Awaken's own mouth a summary of the sins he had committed. Perhaps this was karma catching up.

Well then dash karma. Dash it all to h---. Awaken was one of Gargoyle's own, and he wasn't letting him go without a fight. The cat might look pretty threatening, but Gargoyle had taken some big fish in his day. And right now Miss Whiskers was staring down at not just one oversized, over-warred male, but three. If this party got rolling, it was only going to end bloody.

But at the end of Awaken's words, came a pause. And then a hurried explanation (the part of which about Sixx saving pups being a bit hard to swallow) and then just a questioning glance. Sacrement didn't look so gung ho anymore. Could it be that simple? Was the big bad pussy cat going to go quietly off into the night after all? It didn't seem possible. Why would she track him all the way here only to give up at the drop of a few words? No, Gargoyle was still on his guard. Cats could be such cunning bastards when they wanted to be. But he took a few bow legged steps up to Awaken's side. "So what of it she-cat? Still want to rumble for the sake of old scores and a dead murderer? Or are you willing to listen to reason?"