Peaceless }{ There's no peace for a liar.

[Bhu ♥ Irwin]

OOC//: I have to take advantage of the last few breaths of kindness in Bidziil, the puppy softness that is about to be snuffed out. So don't mind if I twist him to be uncharacteristly loving towards his family...though in a bipolar way, since he does agree with Alonda Oh, and Ayita is following obediently, oblivious to the fact that Carska knows so she is still hiding her obsessive interest in Paradox xD I don't feel like posting her

Bidziil
I saw my daughter nod in obedience, for once agreeing with my words fully. I knew she'd obey, for she never treated the lioness well to begin with. And then my son, my dear Mahal, spoke a voice of obedience, but his gaze told a different story. I almost smirked at this, but forced it hidden. My boy, my dear boy, was the only disgrace I could be proud of. I loved him and his neglegance towards my rules. I should hate him, I should be disgusted. In fact, I should even loath him to the point I'd want to throw him from my pack. But he was something special. He was my world.

Him and Carska were everything. The other three I loved by instinct, but Mahal and Carska were different. Those two let me remember that I am not a puppet.

My strings were broken.

I smile a guarded grin and shook my head appreciativly at how two of my children had eagerly responded. Then her scent came closer, the precious scent of my woman. "Mommy's home." I sang the words and broke out a grin before turning my head out of the den to wait for her to appear. Carska. My girl. My mate. My absolute adoration. Nothing could ever change how I felt for my pale furred beloved. Nothing, not even the humans I so worshipped.

[I L Y I C H]

Mahal--

My smile grew bigger with father's small smile. He didn't smile enough, at least around us. Alonda had that right, anyway. I wagged my tail now, glad he had favored me with that smile guarded or not. The singsong way he addressed Momma made my small tail beat all the harder.

Even if he couldn't show us that much emotion he proved he loved us, in those light brushes against our mother's cheek. He loved us by definition, and maybe a bit of true feeling. But that still meant he loved us, and I would love him for it all the more.

"Mommy?" The warm voice of Mommy brought me out of my thoughts, and I smiled quietly to myself in response to the false annoyance that barley hide the amusement. Momma slid forward, pressing her snout against Daddy's, sniffing deeply like she'd forgotten how he'd smelt. Or maybe she just wanted to smell him really bad.

I didn't understand the workings of their minds, so I just smiled and wagged my tail as Momma turned to nuzzle me, pressing me to the ground and licking my belly. Squealing I kicked out against her nose, and she pulled away giving Alonda a swift lick across the ears, before turning her wide golden eyes on Daddy once more. "Everyone still alive then?" she questioned playfully, I could hear her tail thumping outside as she fake counted us.

[Bhu ♥ Irwin]

Bidziil
I accepted her affection with grace, though I wanted to melt like a puppy fresh from the mother's womb. This woman made me soft, and I didn't care. All my trainings told me to eliminate my weakness', brutally if I need to, but I ignored the calls to do so. This was my life. I wasn't betraying the humans by loving my family, even if it did feel so wrong. It only felt that way because I had had it drilled in me that I couldn't balance both worlds--but I was Bidziil, damn it! The one who was created to master over the Folami--it was in my blood to play God and prove mightier than the rest! The cats would still pay the price for what the humans have said they've done. I wasn't being weak by letting Abeni live--I was proving Folami were bigger than simply murderous hate. Every killing had thought behind it because we weren't drones.

My family proved that.

The playful accusation in my wife's tone hit me and I turned to face my emerald eyes upon her. Hiding a smirk, I laid my eyes first on Mahal, and then back on Carska. Falling to my paws, I forced out a whimper. "Oh, I can't hide anything from you, mistress Carska! Mahal here, he is no Mahal. That little pup bent my last nerve--this puppy is a replacement for the child I have sinned against." I pulled away, chuckling to myself. "I am joking, of course...though that child will be the death of me, one of these days." I winked at my son, a wink that displayed my deepest emotions for my little boy. My son. "He walks on eggshells, that one."

"Bidziil! Carska! Oh gracious, come quick!"

A scream rang through the camp and I was quick to reconize it being Ayita. Something wwas spooking the submissive omega into using our names, rather than her normally polite terms of alpha and alphess. I couldn't be upset with her, for I knew the girl had to have good reason. And as alpha, I would have to push my personal affairs aside and run to her aid. To the aid of my pack, not to the aid of my family.

With lethal speed, my body lurched from the den, letting a stern look of pure aggression and dominance set in. I looked to the red haired girl, who's fur was sticking at odd angles, eyes set on the entrance to camp. Her nose sat firmly in the air, and for a second she was silent. Then her head dropped, fur lay flat, and her body lay down. She was giving submission, and it wasn't towards me.

Infuriated, I turned to the female and demanded why she show such loyalty to any besides myself and my wife. She was silent for a second, before whispering in a shaky voice, "They're here." I turned to challenge this group she spoke of, and then caught a familiar scent.

The humans.

OOC//: You can play the humans too, Ilyich They can be however you want--good, bad, doesn't matter These may not nessacarily be the cruel ones who'll retrain Bidziil, so they can be kind if you want <3

[I L Y I C H]

Im going to write this from Paradox's pov to give an outward appearance of Carska's reaction and then a short little rant in Carska's mind for the oh-shit thoughts.

Paraodx-

I stood still beside my little bird, watching her droop before the alpha. My own body remained poised frozen, with my jaws just parted enough to show my fangs. Such monsters, and they probably new everything. What would they do upon seeing me, and my great pale eyes locked on them in such fearful hatred.

Snapping my head sharply to the left, I stared through the air blankly only half aware of a very similar expression on Carska's face. The soft whisper brought me back to my senses. "Children, in the den." Then she crept towards me, so close her tail brushed my side. I didn't turn, and saw the black male retreat quickly the harsh fear in his mother's voice having invoked terror in him.

Carska stood silently, body stiff, poised to either bolt to her children or leap for their throats. How odd. My head registered it even in my own terror. Clicking my teeth together I lowered my body slowly, not in deference, but in clarity. I must hide my face, lest the see the blue eyes and know me to be the monster eating their monsters. Crouching and slowly laying myself on my belly I stretched beside Ayita. The ground was moving... No it wasn't I was just trembling.

Carska stood silently by her mates shoulder, tail hiked up over her back in agitation. I watched her quietly, seeing the human's plod into the confines, into the open I ducked my head hiding it by shoving it under my Little Bird's neck. I could only hear them coming now. It was their fault. That's what it was, why I was trembling. I was scared and angry. Terrified and furious. They let her die, they let this kill me to. And they did nothing.

How could a creature claim to be a man's God and leave his subjects to suffer? That, that is why there is no religion. That's why its all a pretty little lie. God is hope and there is no hope. Ayita was my hope, but she would die one day or I would, and then I would have no hope. I would die again. Over and Over. My skull jerked, teeth rubbing against the dirt, ears pressed forward's by Ayita's thick neck ruff.


Carska--

They've come. They found out. Their going to take my babies. Their going to kill my family, or do enough to break us. I remember training. My poor Babies. Cenzo can't handle that sort of emotional shattering. Alonda will be lost from me forever. Mahal will be the same poor little soldier boy his father once was. And Ekshen, my poor sweet Ekshen. I could do nothing but tremble as I stood beside him. Beside my lover. What would they do to us? I cared not for my own safety. Self obsession left me a long time ago. It was he, my man that I worried for, that my heart raced for. My man and my puppies.

Not them. Please don't take away my family. I just fucking found it. Please.

No I won't let them have them. I will take them by the throats and kill them, the humans. The monsters who abused my for so long. I am not your puppet, nor your child. You have no loyalty of mine. Don't come closer to me, I swear. The sharp snarl ruptured my bubble of panic. All at once utter fury was all the people saw. The monsters, faced with a monster that hated them so very much. They froze, raising their hands and pistols as one.

Not guns, I could smell the trank darts.

My snarl grew in pinch but lowered in octave, my eye lay set on the shining barrels poised for my face. "Weak monsters with nothing but a stick of metal to protect you." It came from me as a curse, and in anger I paced side ways a feathered dart lashed into the dust beside me and in hate I lunged in mock anger before doubling away and skulking through the crowed of worried and angry souls that my precious pack had become.

[Bhu ♥ Irwin]

Bidziil
A rollercoaster. My head was a damn rollercoaster.

The girl had sounded frightened as she doubled over in submission. Their name had come from her tongue like a curse. Not even their name. She had only referred to them, and trembled with the sound. My loyalties couldn't wrap my brain around this thought. How could a pack abiding Folami not worship them who created her? And that new dog tuckered down and burrowed into the omega. My mind was too hectic to realize what that action meant in a personal way. Instead, I only read it as fear, and I could smell the anger.

I took a step away from the trembling pair.

My woman's voice whispered to our children. She appeared at my side, body tense with hate. Again I was put into shock. The most important being in my life hated the ones I called God. Where was I? Had I died and fallen to Hell? My people, my pink skinned family, was despised by those of my kind. Was I the only one who could see straight? The insanity!

"I'm not hiding in some fucking den."

[/b]

A silver head poked from where my young family resided. My instinct yelled with pride for my girl's bravery. Loyalty to the humans demanded I shift the human's attention to young Alonda so that my children can be raised in the proper manner. Who was I to change tradition? A puppy was to be trained by the humans, for only they knew how to teach.

Eyes widening, Carska seemed to leap forward in slow motion. My heart pounded in panic, knowing the action could bring forth a war. Who's side would I take? Carska, my beloved above all things? Or my humans, the God and masters of my universe? It was with great relief I watched Carska stand down as a dart whizzed into the soil beside her. I then knew who's side I was on.

"Get your ass back in the den, Alonda." My voice was cold, ruthless, and I didn't turn my head in her direction. To the humans, the sound would be a series of agitated, deep throated barks. Perhaps they'd think I was talking to Carska, telling her to behave herself. Or maybe they'd read it as a threat towards them. Either way, they wouldn't turn their eyes to the small silver shedog that had frozen at my tone. I could feel the girl's hateful glare bore into my back, but heard her soft steps recide into the den. She had obeyed, and I felt pride for myself swell through me.

I had chosen Carska over my humans.

If the children had been taken, my girl would have been forever lost. Those young bloods were her oxygen, the very reason she lived with such passion. Life would never be the same for her or I if our family was taken now. Yes, even I would have to hold back hateful tears. I loved my children, maybe as much as my wife did. I just wouldn't say it. It was one thing to be weak, another thing to admit it.





Abeni
Something told me things were not normal.

My nap had ended as I leapt to my feet with a start. Eager for excitement, I came around to the active side of my boulder, out of the merciful shade it gave. My insides froze as I realized it was not the typical confrontation between Bidziil and an ambitious male that had made my leader speak so coldly to his daughter. I came in just as Alonda retreated angrily into the den, paws dragging with frustration.

Frozen, I saw Ayita push closer to the stranger that was burrowing into her neck. Dogs lay on their stomachs into submission all around the camp. Carska and Bidziil stood like the masters that they were, defiant and tense, at the head of the assembly. But they weren't face the pack of cowering canines--their backs were to me, their eyes set like stone on the strangest critters I'd ever seen.

Maybe not everyone had noticed, but I was not a smart feline. I was, however, instinctual enough to know danger was present. I wasn't sure what these tall creatures were, but the Folami's reactions said they were a force to be reconned with. Voice low, I fell to my stomach. It didn't come across my mind that I would be targeted here because of my breed. I was unaware that these creatures were the Murder Apes. But, instinct said to not attract attention. I slithered along the sandy earth, my entire form a mere golden bulge against orange clay. I creeped along slowly, eyes scanning for a particular pelt. "Daiade? Oh Daiade, I am so scared."

A tear fell from my search eyes, moistening the dust covered earth.[/blockquote][/size]

[I L Y I C H]

Carska--

Snarling quietly I slid back to Bidziil's side. Standing there I let my anger patter out. They had not gone to the cubs, or made any move towards my den. Muscles still tense, I banged my hip up against Bidziil's in worry, more professing I was fearful and not angry then anything else. Staring up at the shiny metal tubes that slowly took their gazes off my muzzle, I whined a small rather sarcastic welcome.

My tail did not wag.

The foremost man, the one who had let down his rifle first walked forward as if on cue, hand reaching out. My body tightened further, and as the hand neared my skull I flattened under it, snarl rising in octave. Refusing to lower myself any farther then slightly bent knees I growled and shuddered under the warm hand that rested on my head. Hands provided too much hurt for me to accept this silently, and so I snarled. The human seemed unperturbed by this fact.

Rolling my eyes to glare up at the Master beyond the down placed hand I blinked in shock. Familiar. Why was that face familiar. My eyes narrowed. Familiar... My muscles relaxed slightly, they had not seen my pups. All was safe from the humans for the time being. My ears arched atop my head after the hand as it retreated, and my snarl left me though I felt it hide away in my chest ready to explode again.

Looking at Bidziil I blinked apologetically. I knew how he loved his humans, and how he had forgiven them for his harsh treatment, but I hoped he knew I had not. I could not forgive such a vicious abuse of my absolute trust. The man had turned and was holding his hand out to Bidziil, not to pat in friendly knowledge as if he had known me as I had him, but in offering of knowledge and a sniff.


Paradox--

I remained under my Little Bird, nipping child like at her fur when my new alphess began and ended her rampage. I could hear the flattening of fur, but I would not budge. Even when one of the others came forward, his gait slightly uneven. "'Ello, W'as this?" Something cold and metal prodded me in the ribs, and a bark of shock gurgled out form under Ayita's chin. Whoever the human was had decided he wanted to see me properly. "Oi, new boy 'ome 'ere. Jus' want a look at ya" He did not have the accent my own creators had. It was close though, almost french Canadian but not quiet.

His hands gripped my fluffy but rather anorexic haunches and started to drag. "Boy is a lot lighter then 'e looks." Having succeed in dragging me out, he patted my ribs like that made it all better. I turned one angry blue eye up at him and he prodded my cheek with one chubby finger. "Where you been, boyo? 'Aven seen you 'round here before." No they didn't know me, didn't know what I did. My entire body relaxed in one fail swoop, almost melting into the dirt in relief. They wouldn't take me away from Ayita, or this new pack I had found.

Apparently the frenchy found this funny. "Turned in'o jello he did!" His next motion was to reach for Ayita, to pat her too and my reaction was to growl at him in warning. He could touch her but if he started to drag her about like he had me there would be problems. Apparently this was funny too. "This your girl, boy? I ain't gonna 'ake her from you!" he barked, rubbing at her ears. I watched from the ground, on my belly now, not so sure I believed him.


Babylon--

I remained on the ground, watching in awe. Creatures that could make the great Alphess duck under their touch. Such power! My magenta eyes where surly glittering. But I was not close enough to be noticed as I raised my head to watch Paradox's moment of acceptance from the masters. My ears arched forward in one sharp flick, though when the human spoke again. Ayita? Paradox's? Where had this arisen from! Now I knew I wasn't quiet that smart, but I was sure I would have noticed something. My ears flicked backwards. Why was he so good at finding the little sweethearts in every god damn place he went?

[Bhu ♥ Irwin]

Bidziil
The world was settling ever so slightly around me. The dogs were beginning to submiss to these gods of all creation--even Carska had calmed enough to tolerate their touch. Her eyes held a look of recognition for the man who patted her skull with gentle movements. I was not given a chance to burrow into the inner workings of my wife's frantic thoughts, for the human turned his eyes to me. Shifting his bulk, the hand was reached towards me, but in a more hesitant fashion. I was new to this man, which lead him to have caution. If I was new, that meant Carska was old. Was this her human?

My tongue dropped from my lips and I was quick to give a stiff wag. It thrilled me to have my master's, even if not my personal ones, visiting our family home. I often longed for them to come, to see the successes that we have had--that they have had. But, even with excitement for human contact bubbling into my eyes, I remained rigid, even in my tails slow movements. I was the alpha, not some puppy wanting to play. My experience said human's wanted obedience and submission, not a companion. I was to be a slave, not a friend.

I bowed my head.

The one swift movement was awkward for my form. Bidziil, the alpha of the second greatest creatures on earth, child to the human lords. I wasn't supposed to be grovel at the feet of others--but a human was not simply an "other". They were everything in this world, from the air to the soil. I could make an exception for them, bowing lower and wagging rigidly as the stranger's hand patted down on my head. Unlike a human's petdog, I had not sniffed the mighty creatures open paw to gather information. No, I was not a friend who needed to know this person by scent. I just needed to obey. No matter who it was, I would follow their command.

Then his hand lay softly on my head.

A snarl ripped through my muzzle and I snapped my neck straight, eyeing the creature with emerald eyes of agitation. I had expected his contact, wanted it even, but I proved to weak to simply forget what that gentle hand could do. The pain of past injuries shredded from my skull to my tail, and I stepped back to keep the human from touching again. I could keep myself from attacking him, for he was still my creator and my master, but I couldn't forgive and I couldn't forget. Those hands that wanted to pet me now, had tore my flesh years ago. They could do it again.

A voice, thick with an unfamiliar accent, rang through the camp. I twisted my head to eye the speaker, a human by the omega and newcomer pair. His words hit me at the end of his speal--the kindhearted woman was the mate of that newcomer. My brain wrapped around that and I realized what it meant--Paradox had not been a packmember when him and Ayita had first found each other a friended. Oh, I would make Ayita pay for her disloyalty. But, with the humans here, I'd only glare.

But Ayita wasn't facing me anymore.




Ayita
My man was dragged from the protection of my emerald fur. Something strange strangled through me at the human's action, and I let a hint of aggression slip with a puny snarl. He couldn't treat Paradox like that! My man was no toy to be handled. But Paradox was holding his own, tolerating the taunts. Then, when the human turned to me, I saw Paradox tense. I let the human touch me once before shrinking away with a yip of agitation. The human's were not my friend, nor were they friends of my friends.

Having been satisfied with the taunts of my male, the human averted his eyes to the twilight bulk of my alpha. The gaze was almost a disapointed one as it set on the muscled brute. I only watched the human, for I could feel fury rising from my alpha to me. He had heard the human's words; Bidziil knew I had done wrong. I would be punished once these tyrants had left the premise of the camp. For now, Bidziil would keep slobbering patheticly at the feet of these unworthy fools. And I'd watch with fear, knowing that I respected the ones who created me.

"Enough play, let's get this over with." The human closest to Bidziil was handed a cylinder of clear liquid. A pointed needle stuck from the cylinder, sending rays of sun towards my nervous eyes. In a single motion, the human had pierced the needle into the shoulder blade of a shocked Bidziil. I leapt to my paws in suprise, watching as the black alpha twisted his head to where the needle had just broken in. My lips pulled back in a defensive snarl, before I released a high pitched bark of disapproval. I couldn't attack without alpha or alphess' word, though.

My alpha stumbled a moment before lowering himself to the ground drowsily. His eyes were narrowed, lips twisted into a drugged stupor, almost a smile. His voice dribbled from his lips like a drunkard, "Don't attack, my dear Carska. The humans wouldn't mean any harm.

[/b] It was the drugs talking, obviously--and then the black alpha closed his eyes and his breathing leveled. I waited for Carska's signal to war, but then a human was facing a gun towards me. Some humans held sleep dart guns, and I could smell gunpowder in some. My tensed body dropped again, not wanting to learn which this human was holding. More people broke into the clearing, shoving their way to stand with the pack on side of the human wall, and Bidziil's body on the other. Pretty soon a small jeep had broken down the camp's simple barrier, a crate on it's back. With wide eyes, I could only watch as the human's worked in a fluid motion to lift Bidziil's slumbering form, shoving him into the steel crate. Then, the car was gone--our alpha dognapped in a matter of seconds.

The human wall remained, guns beyond the numbers of Folami. We couldn't do anything to stop the fleeing vehicle, we could only watch. I was not a big fan of Bidziil, but I closed my terrified eyes and prayed to Skoll for my alpha's soul.[/blockquote][/size]

[I L Y I C H]

Carska--

"My Master's Boy, Ekshen" And still my tail did not wag. A boy is a kind beast, one yet to be defiled by his hateful world, but this man was another. Now a yearling in the human world he was hurt, and I could smell his father's alcohol on him. Ekshen had changed, no mater how soft his touch. And with a sharp growl I slid away from him, sliding back up to Bidziil, fur lifted slightly.

My ears slid backward, eyes following Bidziil's gaze as his aura and scent changed to one of anger instead of anxiety. Yes, my dear you are far to thick skulled to notice such things. Ah and he was angry for not having seen this. No he was angry because Ayita had broken laws. "Darling do not be to hard on her, she must be punished yes, but she did not fall traitor and she has brought a powerful hunter to us."

I rolled my head only slightly, to look at him, pride in my eyes. Our pack was strong, despite its human warlords. We not only had powerful members, but powerful mates who would lead us into the future. My tail wagged slowly at the prospect, though my eyes remained on my old Ekshen. He was not to be trusted with my new Ekshen. And then then they moved, and everything broke in one infamtismal second.

Leaping back and lunging left in the same instant I made to pull my preciouse from their reach, but his was a useless battle. The drugs, powerful as ever, brought him down and wining I stood beside him, looking up and around in confusion. Anger bubbled again, but it was aa volitile confused anger. His words soothed me as they always did, but they did not check my fear. WHy would they put Bidziil to sleep. They never brought vets out here anymore.

And then my world shattered, little pieces of glass clattered to the ground as a rifle was pressed into my muzzle and my mate was lifted away. The anger pinching my insides broke and I snarled long loud and clear straight into the smell of iron and gun powder. Tawny eyes glowed like small super nova's, promise of unending destruction glowing in the depths. I was shoved back, old Ekshen, the traitor griped my jaws and held them shut, as if he could stop me.

No calm words spouting from his lips could stop me. Not when they had him, and in their might forded my camp and took him from my sights. Fury raged in me and blood spattered the ground as the god bled. Yes, my teeth had found ground and sweet edible flesh in the apendages of my master. With a cry he lept back and a resounding shot lashed out, stinginy biting metal tore through my fur, grinding past the bone of my leg nad cutting deep but clean through my flesh.

I would not stop, I raged at the end of the now hot line of guns, looking ever for an opening, until the voice rose. "Mommy! Daddy!" a voice of utter woe and terror. And he came, dear Mahal, his tail tucked tight agaisnt his body. "Mommy?Daddy...?" And I forze, just as the humans did as they looked upon him. Greed shown there, and I was forced into choosing. I had to pick. And I would be shamed and hurt either way. My baby, my poor confused hurt little child.

[Bhu ♥ Irwin]

ABENI
Daiade didn't come.

I was hurt having my pitiful pleads ignored. But self-pity was not in my nature, so my sad gaze turned to horror and woe as it layed upon the screaming Murder Ape standing by Carska. My alphess had torn the flesh of a Folami lord; but for what reason? Surely she'd tolerate the humans for the sake of her beloved? But no, Bidziil was gone. What had I missed in my pathetic attempts to find the lone shred of sanity in this world?

"Mommy? Daddy?"

[/b]

A voice of terror matching or surpassing my own broke through the thick silence that mingled with the screams of the injured human. My eyes shifted to see my black child that now held the attention of the disgraces this Folami worshipped. It didn't matter how slow my wheels turned, I knew what was going through the minds of the humans; puppy must return with them to train as the other Folami had trained.

Eyes narrowed, I lunged after the small dog and took his bulk into my jaws. I allowed a snarl of aggressive hate to rip through, muffled by the canine in my jaws. If the humans thought a cat had just stolen Mahal, maybe they'd believe the puppy to be dead and would not pursue. I ran as fast as my paws would carry me, breaking into the trees. Any dog that pursued would only do so to keep the trust of the human's; they'd know I was not a cat to be slaughtered and spit on. I was a member of the family--I hoped.
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OOC//: Sorry, braindead.[/size]

[I L Y I C H]

Daiade--

"Abeni!Abeni!" It was everywhere. Gun powder, metal, biting hateful smells that had me turning in fear and confusion. Blindness was a monster that contorted every emotion I felt, and now it sent me into the downward spiral of utter terror. My charge's name howled from my lips, and striking I forced past the balls of cowering fluff around me. I could hear her but the bedlam kept me from finding her."Abeni!Abeni!" I sobbed, turning in circles, furious activated circles.

Something touched me, something that smelt of a disturbing mix of iron and Ayita. The new comer's voice rang in my ears. "To your left, storm-eyes." I turned my face up to him, the silver cross at my throat bouncing with the motion. "Thank you" The word came out as an exaggerated groan to his ears, I was sure. I could smell shame and interest rolling off of him and I didn't understand why. I simply sprung in the direction of my heir apparent.

Carska distracted me. Gun shot. Blood. Bidziil. No, no. My mouth curved into a howl of grief and confusion. Something hit me hard in the ribs and bowled me over. "Stop that! Ya'd think we were killin' 'im" humans. Damn arrogant humans. I turned, fired and pained, tears in my blind eyes the wetness prickling at the silver expanses.

"Don't you understand! You are killing us! Your hurting us! Your hurting us you goddamn monsters! Your hurt us!You don't care about our emotions because you think we have none! But its you! You don't have emotion! Empathy! Its something even we posses! But not you! Never you!" But to him it would all be barks and howls, and he looked at me and I could smell the fear. He thought I was trying to attack him. Whining I launched sideways again, towards Carska and the sound of her terrified raging.

Everything was being taken away. Everything. And then so was Mahal. Abeni? I did not think I raced after her, tail stuck between my legs. A hard heavy pace and the sent of the new comer announced my company of Paradox. "Oi! Enfants! Ne laissez pas les humains vous voir lui faire du mal! Ils vont faire pire sur ce camp! Ils veulent chiots de former nom de Dieu! Que pensez-vous qu'ils peuvent vigueur Carska faire si ils pensent que vous l'avez tué?" he rattled off furiously in his foreign tongue and with a sharp huff repeated himself in English.

"Child! Don't let the humans see you hurt him! They'll make it worse on this camp! They want pups to train dammit! What do you think they may force Carska to do if they think you've killed him?"

[Bhu ♥ Irwin]

Abeni
I had never known such terror.

My mother had been killed before my very eyes. My father has not been seen since the day of my capture--I assume he is dead. My best friend had to tell me that my life was a lie, I had no living parents or family, that I had been raised by kind strangers. And then I watched that same friend die in the most painful fashion. I have been a punching bag and training toy to every young dog raised in the past year. My own kind has been dragged in half alive and yet half eaten, screaming for mercy from Dio, the god I know longer knew. And yet, I had never known this kind of fear.

Strange sounds followed behind me as I lugged the puppy roughly from the burning camp. Pawsteps were hidden by my raging blood, good sense blurred by my tears. And all this while piled on top of what already falty brain. My damn brain couldn't tell the scent of a tree from the scent of a tiger. Oh gracious, how I hated my brain. Why didn't those kind strangers just let me die with my family? That would have been the nicest thing they could do. Of course, if that had been the case, I could have never taught Evangeline about Dio. Maybe I didn't believe in Dio anymore, but the imagine of him is what made Evangeline my first savior.

And now I had Daiade.

I stopped without a sound, dropping Mahal to the ground and spinning. All the gibberish I had been hearing was my own name being shouted by my Daiade! And the pawsteps behind me were him and the new dog, Paradox. Putting one paw in front of Mahal, I prepared to defend him in the case of a human attack, but I kept my ears perked for Daiade's voice. Paradox's voice was carrying sounds I didn't reconize, and again I cursed my brain for it's insolence. And then some the voice continued, now with words I could read.

I waited for the two to find me, my mind racing for answers. I wanted to help the camp, of course, but I wouldn't let them take Mahal. The humans could have the whole god forsaken camp if it meant Mahal was safe. Well, Mahal and Daiade and Carska. "They can't have him! I won't let them take away my Mahal!" My voice was that of a child's, a scared little girl that was desperate for security. I didn't know how to handle this, this wasn't within my abilities to hold. "They can't have him!" Rage broke into my sobbing face, tail thrashing and claws coming from their sheiths. "I want to see them try to take away my Mahal!" A snarl ripped forth now, having gone from a terrified child to one of desperate fury--and I couldn't even see Daiade or Paradox yet.

[I L Y I C H]

Paradox--

I was not sure exactly what the woman's relationship with the alpha female and her brother was, but I could see instantly that it was a very tight bond. This lion had risked everything to run Mahal out of camp. The little black pup that meant the world to his pack. The prince among royalty. "Bien adoré, we are not going to take the child from you" Damn my accent was standing out. It took me forever to get rid of that damn french drawl and there it was butting its ugly awkward head into my voice in a dire emotional freak of a moment.

Daiade moved forward, not too quickly but enough to show that he was not worried about the lioness doing something... stupid. He moved to touch her with the end of his snout before shuffling closer. "Please, Uncle Daiade don't be sad with Abeni" the muffled voice of the child rose softly. Looking at him I was surprised to see he had pressed himself close to Abeni. "She loves us" he whimpered. And sadly I looked at the boy and understood fully the emotional turmoil that was going on in his mind.

He had no idea what was going on. He only knew his father was gone, his mother was bloody and full of fury and his pack was in a state of respectful terror. He hid behind his small false smile like snow hiding from the sun under a rock. He didn't want to melt.

I strode closer, black face ducking to look Abeni square in the eye. " I am on your side, little lion-heart. I will protect you and your charge with my life" unless Ayita is in danger. I would not promise her life in this deal. "All those who love you will be mine to guard." I cracked a weak smile. "I've always had a problem with wanting to be the protector." A pair of ocher eyes peered out from under the woman's pale belly.

"Alonda is stupid if she thinks your a bad dog." I blinked at him, pale blue eyes. But I am little boy, i'm a very bad dog. I'm a very bad dog with a small attachment problem.

[Bhu ♥ Irwin]

Abeni
The panic died not with the strangers words, but with Daiade's approach. Paradox was a nice man, one I could see myself coming to adore. But he wasn't my Daiade or my Mahal. These were the men in my life, even if Mahal was forced to show a hint of hesitant unkindness when his father approached. I couldn't blame the boy--I had done things I wasn't proud of all for the sake of appeasing my adoptive parents. It was just the way a child should act for their parents.

Now reasurred by Daiade's touch, my golden eyes drifted nervously onto Paradox, compassion thick in my gaze, spilling my gratitude onto the male. One didn't need to be in total control of their brain to be grateful of someone. Paradox would risk it all for a family he barely knew. And for a lion, no less. "Thank you, Sir. This family, it is all I have." A normal cat would not cling so hopelessly to the ones who stole her entire life, but I was not a normal feline. Even if my brain were the proper stage, I couldn't be sure it'd make a whole lot of difference. I was needy, and the Folami fed my need for a family as replacement for the family they stole.

The panic whispered back as I recalled the land back at the camp. Turning hectic eyes to my Daiade, I fell forward slightly to lean my eyes into his fur. My bulk sheltered and protected a small puppy, but I was just a child myself. I needed someone to lean on, too. "Oh, Daiade, what can we do?" The tears fell like rain from her golden cheeks, dripping onto the gray pelt I leaned my face against. "If we go back to the camp, Mahal will be taken and I know Carska will die trying to save him! But if we stay here, what is to happen to our family?" And then, like the child I was, I switched into a selfish survival mode. "And, oh! I will be killed! Daiade, daddy, I don't want to die!" The tears were like a storm now, my moans echoing through the silence of the trees. I had always considered myself unfortunate and worthy of death, but I now understood that I did not want to die.

I loved life too much.



Ayita
Carska was a bloody mess before my form. Paradox had run with Daiade to gather Abeni and the child, and I commended him for taking on that role. My man was a good man, despite his past of death. The plaything of this pack would not be a burden to him, he would care. That was just who he was.

I willed myself to follow, but I knew my place was here. Abeni was Daiade's girl, and Paradox would be there just to guide him. I would only cause the lioness to be even more stressed than she already was. The girl was already unstable, what with her brain issue and all. I didn't need to be there when she snapped and tried to overpower Daiade, the only one who truly loves her with every fiber of his being. Not that I thought she would ever do that...but she is a feline.

Eyes set on Carska, I approached with my body low to the ground. I was trembling before the power of man, terrified of their abilities and lust. But Carska was my alphess...and she was my friend and mentor. I couldn't let her sit in a bloody heap, full of such fury. That anger would make her blind, and I needed to keep her from doing anything more stupid than what has already been done. "Carska, madam, Paradox has gone alongside your brother to fetch the lioness and your son. He is a smart dog, from what I can tell. Him and Daiade will figure out how to protect your son, I can assure you. No one in this camp will let your children be raised in the manner we have all been raised. That is out of the question." My words were meant to calm her. And for her sake I hope they would.

For all of our sakes.

[I L Y I C H]

Daiade-

I pulled her against me, nipping reassuringly at her fur. I felt more then heard Paradox move closer, to sit beside my little girl. He seemed slightly uncomfortable, as if he wanted to speak but didn't know what to say. He cleared his throat and sighed before falling silent and watchful for any pursuers. But my dear child was started to cry. My poor sweat Abeni was starting to sob. And I felt the tears in my own body well up and spill their own turmoil "Its okay, baby. Its okay" The words repeated hard and cold and weak on my tongue.

It wasn't okay. Nothing was okay. Carska, my poor sister. My poor poor sister. My body trembled against Abeni's. Our grief was shared grief. Terror, and pain were equals. "Its okay, baby" I repeated, with more force this time. "I wont let them hurt you. None of you. Ill kill them first. They'll never touch my family." my voice curled, rising higher and turning into what had to be the only sound of fury Abeni had ever heard coming from my jaws. "Never!" The child still standing below my true daughter, whined.

"I wont let them either" Paradox spoke up in retaliation.

"That is no place for you to be placing your paws just yet, boy" Mahal puffed out his chest, voice twisted into fearful determination.

"But I will" Paradox sighed heavily, not returning any remark, just staying in his awkward position. Apparently his promise to Abeni had been as far as he could delve into others affairs. He sat silent, and Mahal waved his tail in triumph at having seemingly one the argument.


Carska-

I finally gave up, and slumped defeated to the ground. I could not chase Abeni and run my terror away. The humans had lost interest in the run away lion, and the hole they had not noticed. So I lay on my belly, sunken in self pity. My eyes turned up to Ayita. "Darling don't lie to me. 'From what I can tell" I huffed into the ground, dragging myself into a sitting position as the humans began to with drawl after my stolen mate. After my poor Bidziil. I groaned, and turned my head to the red hued child at my side.

The bloody iron filled wound in my leg hurt like hell, but I couldn't find it in me to care. From the day of our long elk hunt together Bidziil and I had rarely been apart, and never been forced in that way. I didn't know what to do, because suddenly it dawned on me. I was alone, alone to run a pack of animals divided by the harsh line of species hatred. My body shuddered. Ayita's words calmed me slightly, and I wagged my tail at the young girl. "... Thank you, Ayita." gratitude burnt in my words.

I felt dirty, though. And I could not voice that to Ayita, no more then I could tell her that I did think of Skoll. I would rather protect my children then save my mate. What was wrong with me? What was wrong with the world when it made me choose. I felt torn, shredded and beaten. Bloody and abused. My bullet wound ached. But I must take control. I must reign in the fears,and prove to them that I was still a queen that was worth their loyalty. "Listen! All of you!" my voice was high with my own emotional pain and I did not try to hide it. "No one is to leave this camp alone! I will not have anyone else stolen from their family. We do not know what our... masters wish to do with Bidziil but Im sure most of us can guess." My eyes rested on Babylon's face, and though he loved his humans he too flinched. He remembered the horrible pain.

My teeth ground together. "I wont let them do that to any of you again."