set immediately after the dm. cerb and vic didn't attend the dm so novo can play it like he already knows. shitty starter but im gonna try to get my muse back :c

Despite recent events, the banshee glided to her mother?s former haven with ample grace, utmost sorrow laden in her porcelain features as she contemplated what had occurred merely hours prior. Her father had been slain at the capable paws of her mother only to have the ice queen be put to rest by the treachery of her own sibling merely seconds afterward. It was a complicated concept to grasp, and yet, the wraith understood quite vividly that her family had been reduced to anything but the divine power they were destined to be all in a short period of time ? all thanks to the influence of Devya upon her ?brother.? No matter ? Ares and his conniving bitch would face dire consequences all in a matter of time; Artemis was certain of it. A howl shattered the silence encumbering the forest as the banshee emitted a summon for her younger and oblivious siblings, dread flooding the pit of her stomach as she pondered over how she would break the life-altering news to children so youthful. She knew not how strong a bond they had developed towards their mother, but if they had been raised in a similar fashion to her and her littermates, she knew that the ice queen would have required every ounce of their devotion and that their misery would be equally as intense as her own at the loss of such an influential figure.

He is ignorant of the happening, having been asleep throughout the entire occurrence. His breathing is steady, peaceful, his lips painted upwards in a smile. Vicodin seems innocent and happy for once, although this is about to be altered. A noise pierces his white-covered ears, head lifting drowsily as he recognizes the call belonging to his elder half-sister. Rising, he takes his dear time in stretching each individual muscle out, before he heads for the source. Legs pull him closer and closer, until his red eyes fall upon the visage of Artemis.
?Whatcha whinin? for?? he asked, annoyed that his nap had been interrupted. He is completely ignorant of the fate of his mother, although perhaps if he knew he might have been even more bratty, due to the misery he would feel. Alas, it would not be long for the boy. He would hear the news soon enough, and then his world would fall to pieces.

The poor boy was still very shell-shocked, his whole world had come crashing down at the paws of a single male. From here on out things were going to get quite a bit more difficult. His mother had not been a constant figure in his life but he had always been content in the knowledge that she would be there? a small comfort that had just been wrenched from his grasp and left him scrambling for answers where there were none. A howl pierced the quiet of the forest and the boy slowly opened his eyes, he was not with his siblings, he had made his way back from the blood stained field in a daze but when he had reached the forest he had found he could not return to the den that had not that long ago been the resting place of his mother. Instead he had veered away, laying himself down at the roots of a tree. He had not intended to fall asleep but the darkness had been supressing and he had slipped off. Now he stared straight ahead, unable to will himself to get up. He could feel the sadness filling him up but he fought back the tears that once more threatened to spill forth, instead allowing the anger to replace the sadness. Finally finding that he could move his limbs he slowly rose to his paws and turned in the direction of the call. The boy looked like shit, not that he cared much, he felt much the same way. He plodded off towards the call, emerging from the trees to see his half-sister. He gazed up at her, his gaze hard but allowing for a glimpse of the broken empty shell he had become. Talk like this

	The white youth had kept himself busy, exploring, leaving the den for long stretches of time, his mind-carefree. At the moment, he had been exploring a particularly shadowy bush, when a semi-recognizable call rang through the forest, calling him and his siblings, a disgusted snarl left his jaws as he reluctantly left the bush he had been sniffing, deciding to let the toad he had been following live to see what in the hell was going on. He stomped loudly through the brush, arrogant and brashly approached the caller, and of course he was the last to arrive. Brushing past his brothers he approached the white woman, his ruby eyes narrowed, recognizing her as his half-sister, Artemis. Why was she calling them? Forcing his snarled jaws into a petulant sneer he would speak, "What do you, want?" He would ask in a scathing tone, standing away from her, but he would stand, he was proud of himself. Though he wondered why it was she that would call and not their mother.

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