With certain ambitions implanted within the confines of her ever-churning mind, the adolescent hellion had made it a duty to brand her given moniker with notoriety, obtainable only through the means of pledging her allegiance to an unknown sovereign and ascending the chain of command with stubborn determination, ceasing at no obstacle that may barricade her path to fame and glory. Time would stop for no one and as the babe neared the end of her first year of existence, the realization had been breached and lifetime goals had been secured in her mind, passing days urging the militant to begin her journey to victory and self-satisfaction. The news of a recent swap of authority in a foreign establishment had reached welcomed ears and the phantom child had placed meeting the rising sovereign as one of her top priorities, aware to the fact that integration into a new pack would be swift and that the queen would be more willing to permit it as she desperately attempted to rally a competent army that would bend beneath her command. Despite her age, the viper would play the role of a loyal lackey so long as this new queen?s capabilities were prominent, and if not, the babe would be left with no other option than to wait for one who could earn her loyalty. Waiting, however, would be a final resort, and the babe could only hope that the newfound imperial would live up to her high expectations and not disappoint. Mother had pinpointed Amenti?s domain once before to the child, and the gargantuan foliage that enclosed the territory served as a key factor in locating where she could only assume the pack lurked for the distinguishable vegetation only flourished in that singular area. She maneuvered swiftly and with the immaculate poise she had adopted from her mentor, failing to inform the woman and her siblings of her impending endeavor in hopes that she could gift them with whatever information she was provided with upon her conference with the queen upon her return. As she approached the borderline of the territory, intoxicating scents conflicted with one another to indicate the recent shift in leadership, alerting the babe to the fact that she had succeeded on her mission in locating the pack?s empire, causing satisfaction to fluctuate within her as she halted meters away from the frontier. Heterochromatic eyes trailed up the faces of the giant redwoods as she scrutinized her surroundings, impressed with the overall landscape that enunciated power and divinity, beautiful and intimidating all the same. After she had received her fill of the view, the babe tilted back her skull some, velveteen lips pursing to form a small ?O? that served as the exit for a howl of beckoning to the new queen, maintaining a vague tone to it that suggested she was neither friend nor foe.

This was now their home, their rule. She had never believed she would be in such a position, not until she met Canttina. Canttina was the love of her life, her sole protector. The two fit together perfectly, not counting Kai her demon who walked beside her. Now she was patrolling the borders of the newly found kingdom when a call for her mate arose. Though the lady herself had such as much authority to accept members as her mate. So Ozz, along with Kai passed by the girl who had shown herself at the borders. Ozz knew if Canttina had a problem with the members she accepted she could kick them out. The lady wouldn't do anything to hurt her though, she may have been a little bit mentally unstable but, now she was even more fit for what she was doing. As soon as she rose to the white lady her green eyes looked her over. Kai hissed and gave a giggle walking to her side the giant beast that no one could see or her besides herself. He was five foot tall and with every single shard of tooth, sharp as diamonds. A true demon she had been contracted with when she got her scars from her father. "Hello deary, my name is Ozz Lady and mate to the empress of these lands. What brings you to the borders?" She smiled oddly with a tilt of her head. Maybe her mind had twisted a slightly bit more but she was still smart and nice when she wished to be. Kai gave a chuckle with a flick of his black tail. Pressing against Ozz, though knowing only she could feel the pressure from his body that wasn't there. Ozz waited for the ladies answer. She was simply lucky, not to be a man. OZZ SPEECH KAI SPEECH

An eerie silence consumed her surroundings at the conclusion of her bellowing summon, pupils tracing the thick tendrils of the gargantuan redwoods that towered far beyond her average apex of thirty-four inches as she attempted to pinpoint the shushed birds that had been fluttering about prior to her disturbance. The crowd appeared to have dispersed from their aviary and the phantom child allowed her mismatched gaze to travel down to the bases of the foliage as she awaited the demanded approach of the rising sovereign, mercury and amethyst depths locating the first mobile object in view not long after the beckon had been issued. Curious pupils briefly swept over the physique of the canine that had presented itself, embedding the image of the hazel and robust wench within her mind to store for future reference should the circumstances warrant it. Once the pallid hellion was certain her eyes had devoured every inch of the unknown woman, her gaze darted to the vibrant reptilian hue of her eyes that appeared to be scrutinizing her own form, any and all emotion draining from her visage to leave complete vagueness in its wake as she patiently waited for a greeting and the opportunity to explain herself. The banshee did not keep her waiting long, and the babe soon found her triangular ears tipping forward to register the vocalizations that spewed from the other?s slackened jaws. Disdainfully, her brows furrowed slightly as the woman granted her with an unwelcomed pet-name and confirmed that she was not the new empress that the babe had sought, but her consort, causing the phantom?s discontented expression to intensify upon her countenance and linger for a fraction of a second before she retorted. ?It?s Artemis,? she corrected the Lady pointedly, former stoic expression settling across her features once more before she proceeded. ?I wished to meet with the Empress,? the phantom admitted, peering around the hazel woman as if she expected the true sovereign to manifest upon her wishes. Alas, she did not, and the babe?s pupils were forced to greet the verdant of Ozz?s, curious as to whether or not the woman would go and fetch her mate for the purpose of conference.

The woman heard the call of a female upon her borders. Chills of heated excitment flowed through her body. The woman was currently limping about the borders before she trotted off into the distance. She was determined to meet this woman and she WAS going to join the Empire they called Amenti. She loved the influx of woman they were having. It was lovely and she knew there were more to come. It was a good two days after the challenge so her body was still damaged and covered in caked blood. She limped closer and closer before the scent of the stranger and her mate filled her nose. Canttina heard some words and the daemon frowned as she slithered in with her awkward shuffle. "Now now, Miss Artemis. This woman here will be your Alpha. She is equal to me, the Lady of Amenti. You respect her or your tail will be seen moving away from my border in seconds." She giggled and grew closer, she planted a kiss upon Ozz's cheek. "You speak to Canttina Cael, Empress of Amenti." She stared the white fae down with a sick smile under her masked brow. "State your purpose to my mate, I shall observe, I need to sit down. Play nice or be gone my little Artemis."


"Talk!"

Triangular ears swiveled like minuscule satellites atop her crown as the familiar sound of paws beating the earth writhed through her auditory system, causing her eager pupils to navigate from the verdant gaze of Ozz and in the direction of the noise's origin. Mismatched gaze greeted the robust physique of a wounded and foreign wench maneuvering towards them with great complication, staggering forward upon an obviously injured appendage but maintaining regal poise nonetheless. The faintest trace of a smirk manifested upon the viper's porcelain countenance as her pupils digested the exterior of the creature, lingering a fraction of a second longer upon the visage of the woman that was obscured beneath what appeared to be the skinned skull of a canine. Intrigue abruptly struck the adolescent and she felt inclined to question as to how the bitch came into possession of such an object, but before she was given the opportunity to voice her curiosities, the woman spoke in patronizing tones, causing irritation to flood the babe's interior. Facial expressions dissipated from her countenance as the imperial informed her of the hazel woman's status, causing her gaze to flicker from the golden of the Empress' and back to the apparent "Lady," judgment evident in her eyes. Attention diverted back towards the manic sovereign as she registered the clear threat that spewed from her lips, upper lip just barely twitching as the woman leaned towards the other, offering her her affection before addressing the hopeful once more, demanding she relay her purpose to the Lady. The hellion's gaze remained unwavering from the queen's out of distaste, loathing the tone of voice the woman adopted as she spoke to her, looking down upon her as if she were still a mere child. The adolescent's posture straightened as if attempting to prove she was rather developed despite her youthful age, and any trace of emotion that had manifested upon her countenance vanished as she abided to the queen's command reluctantly, gaze finally trailing to greet Ozz's before monotonous vocalizations graced the silent atmosphere. "I seek knowledge regarding your pack; that is all." The babe refrained from displaying her interest in joining, for she was still undecided and didn't wish to leave these women with unreal expectations; they still needed to impress her before she finalized her decision. Thus far, she was leaning against offering the new sovereign her allegiance.

Canttina moved her slightly injured right leg up to scratch her right ear. Canttina grinned lightly in delight, she loved the feeling. She shook out her fur as she watched Ozz completely space out. The mahogany daemon sneered slightly before she let forth annoyed words. "I guess my lady went null." She licked her lips, those torn lips as Artemis was heard. Knowledge of her pack? The woman rolled those injured shoulders as she giggled softly. "Of course. Well, my matriarchy is about power. Women. And Power. Only women can gain rank. You can only gain rank by working for it. We are here to make a statement. We will control and conquor. We are workin towards plenty of soldiers and slaves. We are growing very powerful. The women of my pack are strong and harsh, Amenti is not for the weak of heart." She spoke the complete truth, another giggle was heard.


"Talk!"

A singular brow ascended upon her features, creasing her forehead accordingly as her mismatched gaze bore into the vacant verdant of the Empress' consort who had apparently fled reality in favor of the realm of wonderland, leaving the youthful hellion with no other option than to divert her attention back towards the rising sovereign. Dilated pupils witnessed as the earthen-toned wench utilized her injured appendage to sate an itch to her ear, perplexed as to why the woman insisted upon incessantly using the wounded limb, imagining the pain it might generate within her. She refrained from verbalizing her curiosities, however, for it was then that the Empress cracked a crooked grin, hinting to the insanity that Artemis could only assume plagued her, providing her with the answer she sought. As if the devious expression was an epidemic, the viper's own features contorted to match the woman's, rigid even as the Empress began her explanation in the place of the daydreaming Lady. It intrigued the pallid babe to learn that this establishment totally contrasted the types of packs that she was familiar with, appeased by the fact that women reigned superior here and that advancement would come swiftly to those that yearned for it. The last sentiment drawn out from the queen, however, caused the fiend's violet and mercury gaze to narrow, the yellowed bone of her gluttonous teeth flashing in a savage smirk as she dared to breach beyond the Empress' borders, encroaching upon her domain with an aura of raw confidence. "Not for the weak at heart, hm?" the adolescent inquired with a trace of feigned innocence, batting her eyelashes for effect while she invaded the other's personal space, muzzle drawing mere inches away from the bitch's own. "Are we assuming that I have no backbone, madame?" the juvenile suggested with a brief chuckle, gaze darting back to the Lady as she pondered her course of action. "Or must I prove to you that I fear naught but fear itself?"

Canttina was indeed one to play games but she was not amused. Her women had just froZe on her at such a random time. Was is smart to give Ozz power? She questioned herself for the first time in forever. This little bitch seemed capable at such a young age. Canttina eyed the body of the young one, a possible council member? The mahogany daemon let forth a little giggle as words were emitted from the pristine bitch. Witty remarks made Canttina tingle in delight. "I believe you are capable my Artemis. You would thrive within my ranks. A possible council member." She bribed shamelessly with rank. But there was truth behind her words. "What do you say? Do you wish to join as a soldier of Amenti?"


"Talk!"

The brash decision to invade the new sovereign's personal space worked in the adolescent fiend's favor, pupils devouring the pleasure that radiated from the masked queen in the form of her partially obscured facial expression. Overwhelming confidence fluctuated within the phantom child as the queen fueled her ego with boastful words and compliments, but she was far too intelligent to fall for the appealing sentiments -- no matter how sincere they sounded. Spewing forth compliments was a deceitful tactic to earn the favor and loyalty of others and the babe would refrain from their persuasion, allowing the words to fall upon deaf ears although she had already breached her decision in regards to the Empress' pack due to naught but mere ambition and the urge to appease her family. Canttina was correct in her assumption; the babe would ascend the chain of command swiftly, even if she had to force her way to the top. The Empress would question her motives but the hellion would relent momentarily, the arrogant smirk vanishing from her pristine countenance as she backpedaled a few steps in order to regain her personal space and grant the beast the same. "For now," the juvenile informed the woman as she pivoted away from the leading pair, glancing over her shoulder to keep the both of them within her line of vision. "Should you call upon me, I will obey, my queen," she practically hissed, tipping her muzzle in a brief farewell before elongated limbs propelled her from the premises of the forest and out of sight, destined for conference with her mother to relay the new plots that had formulated in her twisted mind as well as the new bit of information that had fallen upon her attentive ears. exeunt artemis unless stopped.