The scent path that she found was rather alarming, and she had to follow it. Being her season, Ekko had no lingered in her pack land much. There was one scent trail that she found that was rather disturbing to her. Both Crucifix's and Sibelle's scent mingled with that of blood led from this way, and being curious at this time of year she just had to investigate. Being bold was apparently a new thing for her, and most likely would only happen during winter. Nostrils flared she took careful steps, aware that she was along the border of a strange pack. The scent of both wolves that she knew was strong, and as she looked at the ground she could see that it was still tainted with the blood that had been spilled. Tilting her head to the side, she wondered why. She had not been around to know that Sibelle had been kidnapped, or that her mate had to save her. This would all be news to her. Sniffing around a bit more, she was careful not to trespass into this strange land, but couldn't help but try to discover what had gone down here. And who was the one who had made the other bleed? So many questions, and no real answer to anything.

The woman had been watching from afar, though Meinx couldn't be sure if she could keep her temper in check. The loss of her father was beginning to sink in, and though he was never around for much of her upbringing, she had still grown to love him like any daughter would. And what was she to do now? He was gone, his sisters also, was she alone? The thoughts would slip her mind as she would keep her attention upon the stranger, dangerously close to the Arcanum borders. Meinx would slink forwards into the opening light, taking in the scent. Ah, another solstice member! She would quicken her pace to close the distance, until hopefully stopping only a foot away, lips peeling back to show her ivory teeth. Her hackles would raise, alert. " What do you want, stranger, your dangerously close to the arcanum borders and im all to eager to snap."

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Massive beast was never far from the boarders, constantly moving and patrolling. He was feeling restless, feeling uneasy. Falk had been here how long now? Why had no one come for him? Was he unimportant? Had Kylar underestimated his worth? He was beginning to consider forcing his presence on the Solstice wolves when he caught a familiar scent. Well not familiar in the sense that he knew the particular creature but a familiar pack scent. It wasn't Sibelle or her husband. It wasn't anyone her knew. Who would venture this close to the boarder? Expression was stony, emotionless as he turned, cutting a quick path towards the scent only to arrive just in time to hear silken words slither from familiar lips. Menix. Kylar had been toying with his particular emotions of her, unsure yet if he wanted to pin her up with the rest of her family or bypass her due to her unfailing loyalties to Cataleya. She had been with Cat through everything, had been a part of this pack for a long time. But would her loyalties be unfaltering when Kylar went after her family? Kylar would study her for a moment before turning his attention to her prey. A tiny thing, no one he had met before. Gaze was hard, typical sneer not finding it's place on his lips as he looked to the tiny woman. "Well you're here I hope you know that you're not leaving?" His words were clear cut, to the point as acidic gaze burned into her flesh. Despite his relaxed and languid posture he was ready to run, muscles of his haunches coiling beneath his flesh and ready to spring if need be. She would not be escaping. WORDS HERE

Two beings came at her, the first a bright red one and the other a darker male. The first asked what she was doing, and the second telling her that she was not leaving her now. But, no! She had just come here to see why Sibelle's scent led this way! Ekko let out a whine, tail tucking between her legs and she started to back up slowly. She shouldn't have come out this way, and she just wanted to turn and run away now. Her pale blue eyes fell away from both the pack wolves, fear making her heart clench in her chest. Her heat scent was wafting around her, mingled with her fear to make a bitter-sweet like smell. She took a few more shaky steps back, wondering if it was too late to run. She was a lot smaller than both wolves here, and most likely would not be able to out run them. Another pitiful whine left her lips, her whole coppery body shaking. Her head shook back and forth in quick motions, trying to back away even further. She would taste the bitter tears that were coming down her face, not even realizing that she was crying. She didn't want to be here, she didn't want to stay with this pack. She wanted to go back to Sibelle now, go and be with her again.

It was a curious scene she had stumbled upon. After she watched from a distance, curious to know what would become of the stranger. But then she watched as the tiny woman shriveled up, looking absolutely terrified. She would chuckle, but approached. She would slink up behind her husband, her coral resting on the woman, watching as tears poured down her cheeks. Moving past Kylar she would come to stand before the tiny woman, peering down at her curiously. Nostrils quivered, inhaling the scent of Solstice. A grin would lift her lips, fangs slipping into view. "Kylar you're scaring her." She would lightly scold him, though she didn't mean it, not one bit. Her heat raged, clouding her mind as thoughts of her husband occupied her attention. "Now, what is a pretty woman like yourself doing out here all alone?" Her crown would tip to the side as she towered over the cowering woman. She found her to be rather peculiar. Her crown would lower to come down to the woman's level, to take a better look at her. A jagged scar ran down the side of her that held such wide blue eyes. Her husband was right though. This woman would not be leaving. "Speech"

He would stand languidly, watching her with mild curiosity as she decided to shiver and shake rather then flee or fight. This was rather odd… He would regard her as she would slowly step back but still not flee, whole frame trembling violently beneath acidic gaze as tears began streaming from her eyes. Damn. Half of him felt bad for scaring her so badly the other half felt like a bad ass for having such an imposing form. He would toss a glance at Menix, curious before looking back to the woman. He was about to move towards her to round her up when he wife stepped out of the woods. Immediately gaze would narrow, turning acidic as she playfully scolded him for terrifying the older yet smaller woman. Dear god he had enough to deal with with one woman reeking of her heat and how he had to deal with this? Her sweet perfume immediately clouding his mind in a way that no other woman's scent could effect him. Cataleya would ask the woman what she was doing here and Kylar would move forward, attempting to slither his way between Cat and the russet woman. Such a lovely scar… He would attempt to weave around her and pin her from the front and back between himself and Cataleya. "She came to move in obviously…" He would drawl, all tension and aggression fading from his body as he came to terms with the fact that she would be fighting no one for her freedom. "Come dear. You will be a slave here now. The only way you will be leaving is to fight for your freedom. Do you understand?" Gaze would harden, once again tone leaving no room for argument as his form loomed over her. Ah how perfect. Another spineless Solstice member to add to his growing collection. WORDS HERE

                                   

Meinx would hungrily stare at the girl, feeling half the need to chew upon her bones or something- the other looking at her half in mock at the thought of her crying. The woman would see Cataleya sliding into view, and Meinx would let her observe and give a judgement, though she already knew this victim wouldn't be leaving. Of course, she could come in willingly, or it would be against tooth and claw. Her defenses would remain set, aware if everything turns south, the Beta was willing to fight if kylar or Cat didn't feel up to it. But she was sure they where both just as eager to sink there teeth into the solstice wench. Meinx would take a slight step forward, almost challenging the stranger, wishing for her to make her decision fast. Was it submission, or fight?

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Her fear was grand as all three wolves came closer and closer to her. Another whine slipped from her mouth as she was blocked in, the gray female at her front and the black male behind her. Fear coursed off her body, and she knew that there was no escape unless she fought. She was no fighter, not a single bone in her body was made for fighting. She knew that she belonged to them now. It was a mistake for her to come here, she just wanted to know why Sibelle's scent led this way. Thoughts of her old sweet master came to mind as she cowered there, not moving or saying anything. Her head hung in defeat,  she would not move a muscle. She was asked directly was she was doing here, and she knew that she had to answer. Shying away from the woman her pale blue eyes remained on the ground. "Sibelle's scent." She whispered, not knowing what else to say. That is what led her here, so she wasn't really lying. She wasn't a big talker though, never had been. So she didn't know what else  to do, other than flip herself and go belly up. Maybe that would show them. She was no threat, and the aging woman wouldn't dare to lift a paw. She knew that running would be futile, she had been claimed. Ekko no longer belonged to her sweet Sibelle, but to the demons who stole her in the first place.

Kylar would slither between them, moving to circle the woman before pinning the tiny woman between them. He would comment nonchalantly. A smirk would lift her lips, even as the woman spoke. Sibelle. Ah so this was a friend of the russet whore. "Well dear, you won't be seeing her anytime soon." She would coo softly, aware that Meinx's imposing form was stepping closer. "Come now, so we can get your situated." She would smile before pivoting away from the tiny woman, her crown lifting to its normal position. She would not wait to see if she would follow, for Kylar stood behind her and there was no hope for escape, especially with Meinx lurking within just a few feet. The tiny woman had no choice but to follow. -exit-  "Speech"