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[I L Y I C H]

Blood smeared through thickly ruffled fur, sticking it up in as many directions as was possibly physically possible. I stood still as I could, ears sharp atop my skull. Listening. Terrified and furious in one instant and not knowing how to deal with any of it. Ambush was such a clever thing. So hard to pull off but it worked so perfectly when it functioned properly. Four of them. There had been four of them. Trapped, violated and injured I had reacted in the only way I knew how. Violence. Furious violence. My claws were dug deep in fur, clawing into muscle tissue against the hint of rigor-mortis already pervading the flesh. They dared to come into my territory. My home. I would destroy them. This bob cat lay under my claws, destroyed, his throat removed and his blood pressed across the grass where I had knocked him aside to attack the others. They had lapsed in their judgment and I had taken advantage.

They would all pay for this. They would die horrible deaths and I would make them so. Tail lashing I stalked violently back the way I had run, having doubled back to make sure this idiot was dead. I knew what had happened of course. I wasn't in shock. I was furious. Every line of sight I could see was straight red. Disgust bubbled within me. Anger at myself for getting caught off guard. For relaxing. This entire world seemed terrified of us now a days. With the rain falling in torrents none dared to approach Ende, not even folami came into our lands any more. So I had relaxed for a moment. Let myself be calm and think over the children growing in camp and how Noelle was teaching them to call me Aunt. And I had been attacked. Raped yes, but that bothered me far less then the much smaller scratches cutting across the vicious scaring to my sides.

Bloody fucking idiots. I would end them. Every single one of them. Spitting furiously I stalked back through the rain puddles, letting the spikes wash slowly out of my fur and the smell of it all to be pressed into the dirt. It didn't matter. I knew what the looked like, and I didn't forget a face. One of them was dead, but my anger wouldn't be so easily satisfied. The other three, the serval most predominantly. They needed to pay, and they would. Teeth bared I moved shoulders rolling under my ruffled spotted pelt back towards the edge of our territory. I was a fucking ranking member of this pride and I wouldn't be brought down and humiliated without my vengeance. Lips pealed fully back I caterwauled my anger out roaring as I might their destruction. They would hear me, and tremble. How they had trembled when this 'pretty little girl' rent their friend apart in seconds. Cowards deserved a cowards death and I would give them nothing less if only because they had abandoned the bobcat to his fate.

[Bhu ♥ Irwin]

The nose was an amazing thing. It had been the blood that called me, beckoned me to the scene. I watched her kill the bobcat, witnessed the scavengers fleeing. I saw not what they had done, but my nose knew. Montego has had it shoved in her face that she was indeed a woman. The sadistic part of me was amused. Ah, but that was not my dominant trait anymore. My time in Ende has given me a family.

My sister has had her rights violated.

Moving forward with lethal speed, I approached the woman in silence. I forced myself to stand beside her, rather than shove my nose to the ground and track the sons of bitches that had done something to harm the serval. At one point in my not so distant past, I would have taken pleasure in mocking her for being weak. The tiny serval could not defend herself. Ah, but Noelle was a liger and she had been overpowered. Everyone has limits to their strength. I realized that now.

Besides, sometimes one is in too much shock to do a damn thing.

I knew the first course of action should be to run to Symphony and report this--to let him know his lands had been trespassed and his soldier...taken advantage of. The loyal warrior in me felt a push to do all this, but the woman in me was stronger. This was a...personal thing, was it not? I would let Montego make the call and I would respect her decision. If Symphony found out, odds are Ahote would, as well. A blind squirrel could see how obsessed the man was with Montego--well, everyone besides the two of them could see it. She may not want him to know--Ahote was sure to disappear and get himself killed tracking down her attackers. Though maybe he would react like me and just wait for an order from the victim. I didn’t know the man well enough--I just knew he would not rest until she was avenged.

“What is your course of action, Major Montego?” My tone was soft, and in it was the clear venom I would use should she give the demand that those assholes pay for their transgressions.

OOC//: Ah, give me some time and I will get back into the soldier-like conduct of Annora. For right now she is going to be a mess, haha.

[I L Y I C H]

Disgust and anger pooling in my cut I all but wrenched my head sideways and up to glare at whomever had turned up. Finding Annora under my venomous gaze I relaxed slightly. Half of me expected that fucking tiger to come tromping in as per usual. Not that I really hated his appearances as poorly timed as they usually were. They were just that. Poorly timed, or perfectly timed whichever you'd like. It was a relief to be faced with the calm if not cooly furious lioness. She would allow me the power to hunt down my own revenge, without fighting to be the one to complete it herself. I swallowed my rage and shame at having been caught by surprise and faced my superior properly.

Grinding my teeth together to avoid snapping my anger at the larger soldier I nodded my head thickly. Happy to have been given a choice in the matter. I understood in some part of me that perhaps my reaction was not a normal reaction per say, but I didn't really care very much. I was just straight pissed. Annora was giving me the chance to be upset, which I appreciated though I did not in fact need it. Just a little reminder. A mention of family. "We have to report the trespass to Symphony so he might act on it." I tipped my large ears backwards slightly bitterness pooling on my tongue with the taste of bile.

I did not look forward to having to spit out that I had been caught off guard. Then again I smelt of it, as much as the scent burned my nose. God damn little man whores. I would kill the rest of them just to prove a fucking point. It pissed me off to violent proportions that they had left the bobcat behind. It would have been simple for them to over power me even if they would all have been badly damaged in the fight. I was a well trained soldier but I was also scared and out numbered. Even with the pathetic skills they showed they could have all gotten out alive. I would destroy the fucking cowards.

Heaving a thick angry sigh I looked straight into my higher-ups gaze and frowned thickly. "Lead on?" I requested it in my gravely voice and hoped it didn't sound to furious. It didn't do to fling your anger about, though I found I couldn't help myself much of the time. We would have to go into camp, as I was sure Symphony had already finished his rounds and was there playing with the cubs and speaking with Noelle. It was where he could generally be found now a days. Oh Dio dammit.

[Bhu ♥ Irwin]

I dipped my head at her decision, approval in my gaze. I would not have argued hunting down the skum and killing them then and there, but I would still believe this course to be the proper way. Symphony would know how to handle the situation better than I. He would make the trespassers of land and body pay for their transgressions, why I would instinctively provide mercy by killing them instantly. It was my training, afterall. A soldier does not torture because the time it takes to torture, you could be killing several more enemies. The enemies numbers are limited in these parts. Symphony would know how to paint a clear message saying not to fuck with Ende.

I eyed her cautiously for a moment more, trying to decide if she was emotionally stressed or simply angry, but gave up and started walking towards camp. I was never one to see people on an emotional basis. Feeling protective was new to me, I best not push myself too far by trying to care how a situation affects someone. That would be a mountain for another day. For now I started forward, eyes narrowed against the rain, as I marched towards camp. What exactly would she tell Symphony when we got there? It was odd how okay I was with the fact that Symphony would surely be a hypocrite in this matter. He raped Noelle, but he will rain fire and brimstone on those who raped Montego. I typically hated hypocrites, but somehow it was okay when it was him.

We were not far from camp, which upset me. How could something so horrible happen to my sister with so little space between her and her family. We had failed to protect her, and we would be sure to make that up. I spotted Orenda dozing in the meager shelter of a large shrub. Her ears perked and she lifted her head, watching. She made no move to approach us, or even get up, but she flicked her ears, acknowledging us, before laying her head back down and going back to sleep. Odd. The woman used to stand and salute a superior. Shenandoah's death had changed her greatly, and I wasn't sure I liked that.

As we entered the camp, I did not call out to Symphony. I would stand by Montego for...emotional support? Hell if I knew. But this was her mission, and she had to take the next step.

[Kunabee]

Eisley

I knew automatically what had happened. I bounded out from my shelter from the rain and headed over to Annora and Montego, trying not to draw too much attention.
Camira had been trailing me as of late, but she had left the shelter and darted ahead to hiss, pacing around Montego almost... protectively, it seemed. Even the strange little house-cat knew what had happened, and she was fired up about it.
I myself tilted my head towards Montego, forcing back the words 'What happened' and 'Are you okay'. She was pissed, that much was obvious. Pissed, but okay. Montego was always okay... she'd always survive.
"What do you need me to do?" I asked instead, waiting to be told to 'back off' or some such thing. Though who knows? Montego was in a different 'tone' so to speak, and may request another action from me.
Camira settled, coming to sit beside Montego - ignoring the rain, of course. It was rather touching. The strange little critter was so stubborn, but she had her moments.
Poor Montego, she reeked of it. It'd be moments before everyone knew. I just knew the quickest, probably because I was paying attention to the entrance.
In that moment, I realized I had entirely ignored Annora. I quickly bobbed my head at her. "Sorry," I said, and then, "Hello."
There, that should spare my a**.

[Bhu ♥ Irwin]

OOC//: Sorry, out of order, but I want to do a brief reply with Annora here simply because it might help me wake up and get out of my lethargic state. Also, I am making it so only woman know the scent of rape instinctively. Males have to learn by experience. It is a human instinct (not by scent, but more by actions) that females just typically know when something terrible like that has happened.

I snared at the housecat, hissing as she circled the Major. Of course the annoying little flea would scent the intrusion--she was a female. I watched Camira hotly for a moment, before the tigress spoke to first Montego, and then to me. I flicked an ear in her direction, continuing my glare towards the housecat. "Dumme kleine Hauskatze." I mumbled it under my breath, all too eager to simply swoop down and eat the morsel for breakfast. My tail tip twitched as I ignored Eisley, considering why I hated Camira so fiercely. I had learned a fair bit of loyalty to the rest of Ende, and I would die to protect Camira because that is what Symphony would want. With narrowed eyes I came to a conclusion--I was jealous. She was a housecat--she could easily find a half decent home and not have to fight every second to survive. I wanted that choice, even if I wouldn't take it. It would be nice to wander into a Murder Ape pride and not be shot at. To not have a target on my back every second of my life. If the Murder Apes decided their little doggies were not doing a good enough job, they would come and massacre us all. They outnumbered us, and they had their metal bang weapons. But they wouldn't shoot Camira. I would watch every single one of my pridemates die, except her, and I wouldn't be able to do a damn thing to protect them. This did not sit well.

Not to mention the annoying way this woman was currently acting like a protective guardian. I was okay with cats being small, but they need to realize their size and do duties suitable for that size. She would have no power to protect Montego if someone did try and hurt her now. To me this was a form of arrogance--protection and a sense of duty where you had no power to succeed. I flicked my gaze away from her, abandoning my frustration with the motion. I was being rude just ignoring Eisley. Not to mention, there was little I could do in ways of shewing her away. She was a member of Ende, so I was expected to be somewhat tolerant.

I cleared my throat and made eye contact with the tigress, giving a subtle dip of my head in return. I realized she had asked Montego what she could do, but I would answer the question. Sometimes it was an option to use my rank, and I decided this was a time. "Hauptmann, please halten, uh, keep Ahote at bay if he wanders in. Montego has enough Probleme right now." My rough Germanic tongue worked with difficulty to put out the English words, knowing only Symphony could understand my German fluently. I was not asking she go and find the ginger man and keep him busy, I was simply ask that, should he appear, she keep him too busy to notice the congregation around Montego. "You may, uh, tell him that his Generalleutnant has seen, uh, cats on the border between here and Akando, and has asked that you both go to...investigate." Though my face was stern, I felt quite proud of that sentence. Though there were pauses and mispronunciations, I had managed to squeeze out a completely English chunk of words. I eyed the tigress skeptically, wondering if I was judging her correctly in thinking she would be grateful for something to do.

Montego needed Symphony right now, not a parade of obnoxious females. I was here only because I had first found her. I hated my gender--we are just an obnoxious breed. No wonder Montego's father was so quick to convince his daughter she was a man, and no wonder she was so eager to believe it.

OOC//: Translation://Dumb little housecat.