Sew up my eyes [AW]

[I L Y I C H]

I moved slowly across camp, half shrouded in darkness. The world was only just waking up, and still drifting in its fog of night. Almost able to be glad, I could find myself cooling. Like lava dropped into the sea. I had become hard and then soft, forming land for my fellows to walk upon. I was a mother to this pack now, or at least the portion that would let me. Sighing softly int he early light I crept towards the trees.

Mahal was asleep in our nest, warm and cuddled amongst his loyal brothers. My single daughter slept where she would, and that was not often with us. Heart tweaking at the thought I came to paused, glancing towards the black shape huddled near the camp entrance. My poor darling brother. Daiade was awake,I could see the flash of silver from his eyes, but it was best to leave him be. The man was grieving. Abeni had vanished, and his heart had shattered into tiny pieces. Once log ago he had been such a happy soul. What had time done to us?

So much hurt had crumbled atop our souls. This entire pack's soul. The royal den, a mound of dirt that had once been mine, had been over run with Hati's children. Children raised like test subjects. Lucifer was asleep out front, only able to show some form of fatherly devotion through his protection. There was no love there. No family. I had only my loyal folami, my loyal hounds. My dear precious family. A family that had been shattered and picked apart by time and divergent forces.

Shacking off my thoughts I crept farther away, not too glad to have found the camp still and asleep. With dawn creeping towards us, I could rest without having to smile. Having to pretend I was glad. For I was not. I was mad. I was furious. Hope was not a thing left in the dust so easily, and I held it with an iron vice. Soon we would lead a revolution and thrown Lucifer from his throne. He had done little then torment his slaves sense he had claimed them. We had had enough.

But my heart was still crippled under even my inner most mask. Bidziil. My darling Bidziil. Where had he gone? The humans had stolen my second half from me, and now I had to live as if I had never had it. How had I ever survived my own mask of hatred before we had come together? It would seem I had been slowly shattering even then. My balm, my antidote had been stolen from me. There was no rest for the wicked, and now I must twitch and fret once more.

No more restful nights. No more soft caress' when I woke in terror. I had become the antidote, because for some reason others needed my poison. Tipping backwards to sit I couldn't help the heavy breath of air that heaved from my lungs. How often had I come out here to this far edge of home to think? To keen? To pray and silently mourn? There was no time for me to do any such thing during the day. Then I must keep up my facade.

Why couldn't we just be happy? Why did the humans have to take my dear precious alpha? Why must my children be raised to be monsters? Tell me why. It would seem Skoll could do nothing but look at me with pity. Not that I blamed him, I myself would avoid this cluster fuck at all costs if I could have, but I couldn't. This was my responsibility. And as the sun rose over the horizon I took a small breath and came to a certain realization.

Bidziil was never coming back.



ooc:// aw carska... you have just set yourself up for horrible things

[Bhu ♥ Irwin]

My tailtip flicked silently as my mother's face began it's search through the camp. It was a deeply despised instinct I held, tha joy upon my mom's image. She had never been bad to me, so that instinct was never beaten out of me. I hated it.

Oh, but I loved it too.

I now understood how it felt to be the Omega. My brain was that of the alpha, but my heart seemed to hold a weaker position out to me. Why did I long for a family that I was repulsed by? Alaois did not grieve for his sister. He did not wish to be beside Evangeline. I never once caught him glance towards her with a desire in his eyes. How come I was so much weaker?

Because I was not as pure.

It hit me then I was a disgrace among my kind. My parents had mated and created natural pups. I was not perfected in a lab like my counterparts were. I was prone to what nature deemed as neccesary instinct, but what I saw as weakness.

Oh, but I would give in. She was alone. No one would listen to her tell the story. No one would believe her.

Creeping forwards, I placed myself beside the beast, eyes flashing in every direction except towards her. "Hi." I sounded foolish, but it was all I could manage. My paws shuffled and I sat down on my rump, refusing to glance at her. My skin was heated under my fur and my posture was lose. I was not the confident young alphess that those around camp saw prance in the center. I was a child who had stolen herself from a neccessary ingredient; family. I was broken and I had refused to be fixed.

I needed my mommy.

[I L Y I C H]

My heart gave a little half skip of shock when the sound of paw steps came to my ears. Shifting and stiffening, I could not help the way my body tightened. These days I was expecting assassination every time anyone came near me. The scent drifting forward into my nostrils did nothing to alleviate my fears, and so much to twist my heart. My darling daughter. Ears flicking, I stared at her approaching form from the corner of my eye. It was odd for me, seeing her like this. Almost an adult, with an almost adult body. I felt as if I had missed part of her life, and it made my heart ache.

I had missed so much of her, because I had been a jaded fool and refused to speak to those disloyal to me. I had accidentally alienated my own daughter. The fact that she had left me meant nothing, it was my fault she had left. I had alienated her, become something she didn't want to look at. Trying to appear nonchalant I turned to her weak greeting. "Good morning" It took a fight not to tack a pet name onto the end of it. In these last few months I had become so warm towards others. I had become something I once would have destroyed. It hurt to be unable to call my daughter 'love' or 'child' as I so wanted to.

I doubt she would appreciate the title.

Turning back to the rising sun, I angled my ears towards her. Frankly I wanted to jump on her, wanted to snuggle and play with my only daughter as I had when she was younger. When she still loved me. Trying not to look nostalgic I twisted to glance at her, too proud to actually come out and say I missed her, but too hurt to pretend I didn't. So I stared at her, tawny eyes twitching. Honestly, I had no idea what to say, or if I should speak at all. So I stuck to staring. She was my child after all. Alonda had gotten her awkwardness from more then one source. "Have you been well, Alonda?"

Dear Skoll I am a horrible mother.

[Bhu ♥ Irwin]

I wasn't attacked by the shedog and this came as a strange reality. My brain was warped to think the kittenhuggers were also trained to be Folami haters. I came to think they would kill those of my kind, the true Folami. But, of course, there was also the reality that I was not a true Folami. A true Folami was made in a lab, not a womb. I seemed to be able to persuade myself into thinking that was the reason the woman did not attack at my awkward greeting.

But that wouldn't explain the odd little warmth she seemed to hold in her tone and expression.

Was I missed? Perhaps I shouldn't be surprised. She was soft, as her unblooded family displayed quite clearly with their warm antics. Of course her maternal instincts would be able to gain control to trick her into missing the enemy that I was. But then it hit me; I missed her too. I missed when she was so cold and when she was my unannounced idol. I had never admited to being a mommy's or a daddy's girl, but I had leaned towards mommy at first. We would wrestle because I knew I could learn great things from her.

Then Abeni wiggled her dumbass self into my world. She became a member of my mother's family, but not mine. My father did not agree, so I came to follow him instead. And then he began to soften too and I was left with no one. I felt hurt. I felt abandoned. My family had changed and their views had shifted, leaving me the monster lurking in their shadows. I began to quiver slightly as I let myself be angry.

I deserved to be fucking angry.

"Fine and dandy." I snapped rather childishly with a thick sarcasm on my tongue. I finally laid my eyes on her and the orbs showed this was not my usual hateful anger, but simply pain. She had left me. They had all left me. It was their damn fault that I had to not only be a monster, but a lonely one at that. Those were the worst kind because they harden into blocks of rage that won't let anyone close, thus they become a danger to everyone. It was her fault that I was so fucking miserable all the time.

"Why, oh fucking god, why?" I found myself standing, staring at her harshly with burning tears on the rims of my eyes. My voice was low, but not threatening. I didn't look like a Folami disgusted at a fellow Folami, I was simply a child who felt betrayed by her mother. Everything about me screamed that right now with my small little voice.

"I'm all alone over here because you decided that stupid Abeni and her feline friends were more worth your time than I was. Take a look around you, mom, Abeni abandoned us for Akando! She found herself loyal to other cats, not the ones who raised her! Why can't you learn something from that? Be loyal to your own fucking kind, mom. I am your child. I haven't changed, you have. You chose to go down a path that you knew I would never follow you on. You choose to leave me behind in the shadows." I sat back down and stared at my paws, the quivering ceasing.

"You decided I wasn't worth it anymore."

[I L Y I C H]

I shivered off the wince, refusing to show that weakness. So many things had broken me down, and now that I was crawling out of my pit I refused to let them pain me now. The past had to be the past, and it had to stay there. It had taken me my entire life to work that out, but by Skoll I was keeping to it now. Turning my head away, I stared off towards the wood. Alonda had never shown a fraction of pain, and I doubted she wished to see my own. Maybe I was placing the blame where it didn't belong. That girl had gotten her pride from somewhere. A low gust of air pressed out of me, and feeling very much like it had been smashed out by fists I spoke up again. "I'm very sorry"

It was pathetic, to have to speak to my own daughter like this. Depressing that I couldn't look at her because she would hate me for my softness. As if she didn't already hate me. Her outburst had me whipping around though; leaping to my paws as she had. A new realization hit me as I stood facing her pain, tears rimming her own eyes. Alonda was almost as tall as I was now. not quiet as filled in, but adult like in her yearling body. My poor baby had grown up away from me, because I couldn't fight for her. Because I was a weak pathetic monster. Teeth grinding, I arched my back; head tipping down to lean closer to her.

I could do little but stare at her as she yelled. Screamed. Alonda was screaming at me. Something had snapped in her heart, a petal of glass falling through the core. Her words stung; biting at every fiber of self loathing in my heart. Those fibers had become more and more frequent in my heart. Face falling into a conflicted expression, I pulled myself up; trying to draw closer without appearing to do so. "Then come talk to me more often" The words came out harsher then I meant them to, but the sound of grating metal continued to stream from my throat. "You are not the only bitter soul Alonda. You are not the only one constantly abandoned by the people who swore to never hurt you."

I drew up, closing my eyes and letting out a heavy breath. "Alonda, I never meant to abandon you, but I did. I am a horrible mother, I understand that." A small hysterical sound bubbled out of my chest. "Look what I've done to you. Look what I've let happen to our pack, and our family." I pealed my eyes back open, tawny stare almost frantic. "Baby I didn't want to loose anyone. I wanted to tie you all to me with my god damn arteries and I would have if I could have. But I couldn't. I lost you. We lost your father." Trying to calm myself I pulled backward, hunching slightly.

"You have always been worth it, but I can't get near you any longer. You seem to have realized it is no good staying near me. I am the one that isn't worth the effort my dear. I would take atlas' burden if it would help you, but baby I can't change what I am. How much it hurt me to see something tortured." My head snapped up, eyes staring off towards the sun and its gaining height. How horrid Abeni's life had been. How humanized we folami had become. He had lost our animal instincts. We had become man. The creature I hated and feared above all else. Tormentors, devils and hated monsters.

I couldn't let my children turn into that.

"I didn't want to hate myself anymore" I shivered as I admitted it. Told my child a thing I had never even spoke of to Bidziil. Oh we had skipped around the words, but never outright said them. I didn't even put in the effort to whisper. "I was a selfish hateful person. But I didn't want to hate me anymore. I never wanted any of my children to hate themselves either. I wanted... I just wanted everyone to be happy. To be fucking peaceful for once int heir god damn love forsaken lives." My head dropped farther, chin brushing my chest as I sank to my haunches in defeat. "I failed" As I always did. As I always would. Self loathing did not leave with the past, it built itself upon it. And now as I neared the future I could feel the weight of it pressing me back.

[Bhu ♥ Irwin]

Her apology brought me tumbling downward towards a hopelessness as I realized how kind she was. I sat here, her child, cursing her very being, and she apologized. As her words turned firmer, more venom filled, I had to fight off the smile that tried to carress my maw. She had a spine. She loved cats but she was still Folami, if only partially. She was still Carska. My mother.

Uncharacteristicly, I listened to all my mother had to say with patience. She had let me rant so I should let her. Oddly, I agreed with her. I wanted to smile but knew it would be wrong. I was a child of Lucifer and I had no right to mingle among the saints.

It hit me how lowly I felt beside this woman. I didn't feel like I was her daughter, but simply her inferior. I felt dirty and lost, unable to change my ways to suit hers. And yet she wasn't judging me. Maybe if was the family instinct I had drilled into me upon creation, but this woman mattered to me.

"I understand, Mother..." I paused, turning a sad expression away from her. "I mean, Carska." We would always be family by blood, but I had disowned her the day she said no to Master Lucifer. As kind as I turned towards her, I would stay loyal to my pack and starve her of that title rolling across my tongue. She was the enemy that I adored. The nightmare I loved to have. The curse that was blessed upon me.

"I suppose this is how it has to be, then, aye?" I chanced a playful smile of acceptance up towards her, peaking upward over the rims of my mental blinders. I knew this was so wrong, this show my loving kindness, but since when did I follow rules? I'm the princess. Was. Am. I didn't know, but my senses told me this was my pack. My parents had created it and lead it this far. They had gotten lost on the journey, but that could not rob me of my right.

Hell yeah, I'm the mother-fucking Princess.

I didn't know what more to say to her, so I fed her a smile that told what my words could not.

I loved her. I was her daughter. I was proud of it.

[I L Y I C H]

I listened quietly, waiting. When she spoke a warm title I couldn't help but perk up. I had not herd the word spoken by my precious daughter for months. It was a name that had died the first time she called me Carska before her new king. Soon it died once more, though in a less complete way. This time there was some semblance of it, hiding in her tone. Alonda hadn't wholly left me. She was still here in spirit, wanting entrance into my heart. A thing I had been denying her. I returned her look of sadness, though it crept away as I continued to watch her.

A small smile pulled up on my face as my eyes became a bit cheeky. How shrewd of her, my darling princess. Turning back to face the now risen sun I allowed my face to pull into a playfully serious expression. "Aye, my pirate queen. This is how we thrive in our worlds" My tail flicked behind me, giving away my glee. Perhaps this was not normal, but it was a relationship. A way to rebuild my lost relationship with my princess. My traitor who had only her heart to hold. How I loved her.

A heavy groan emanating from behind me brought me out of my bubble of pleasure. Head turning around sharply I found my eyes locked on a black figure. My body jerked slightly before Mahal opened his eyes and blinked blearily at me. The boy's looks were so close to his fathers... it was disconcerting at times. Mahal looked around, ocher eyes landing on Alonda, and proceeded to plod over to her.

"Hey Alonda. Waz up" He was either too tired to care about politics or too exhausted with them to care. The black boy looked sideways at his sister for a long moment before recognizing that he may not be wanted beside her. Not that he was about to move, that child had low blood pressure problems. He'd never been able to wake up fully in the morning. So he slumped slightly and stare blearily ahead. Huffing and rolling my eyes I stared sideways at my daughter and farther past to my son.

It was rather odd to see the two of them sitting this close once more.

[Bhu ♥ Irwin]

I couldn't break it up. A deep instinct said that my family had been broken for too long. Since my absense? I could not be sure, but I wouldn't couldn't break them apart. Back on my feet and I was already asking for a lashing. I was already displeasing my dear humans.

The scars on my body were still bloody scabs.

It had taken a great deal of effort on the human's part to force my heart to be shoved into submission to my brain. I was so selfish, denying the humans of their rights just because I had broken the law and loved another. They had been so kind, letting my children roam free of their reigns. They knew my pups existed, and they had not come and taken them away.

They should have.

It was clear Mahal was his typical follower of Carska self. And now Alonda was talking kindly with the traitors. I adored them all so much and yet I would only scowl as I appeared. That was all I could do, despite my wish to dash over to Carska and lick her passionatly. Passion was wrong. I was wrong for my pack if I could not realize that. If I was not right to be alpha, that meant the humans had made a mistake since I was created specifically for the purpose of alpha. The humans don't make mistakes. They never have.

I wouldn't be their first.

Mask in place, I stepped from the bush and heaved out a howl to my family pack. I had not given Alonda time enough to respond to her brother or mother because I hated to see a good Folami fall short of the human's glory. Even if all the others were lost, I needed one of my kin to take over the pack once I passed on. Alonda was my only heir left.

As the howl ended, I folded my head to sit firmly upon my neck, staring forward with expressionless eyes. I seemed to stare past what had once been the sun to my dark world. They sat heavily upon my mate and children as I waited for the pack's response, them included. Someone had to have stepped up in my absence, and now it was time to demand my seat to be returned, or to kill whomever got in my way.

Alonda's face snapped over to my eyes in surprise. Surprise was for the weak. I snared at her blank expression as she tried to get a hold of what was happened. Before too long past, she jumped to her feet eagerly and bounded over with a guarded expression of excitement.

"Fath--"

Her word of joyous greeting was cut short as I barked a snarl of warning. She froze midstep before stomping the paw to the ground and firming her posture to that of a salute. Whoever was in charge now had taught her well. She had reconized my snarl as one of domination; a warning against endarement such as pet names that symbolized family obligations. We were packmates, not family.

"Bidziil." Her voice and posture saluted my rank and my return, but her eyes held a hurt that nearly made my charade come crumbling. I pushed away the guilt and let the trainings take reign. I bestowed a nod of approval towards her before staring past and continuing to wait.

I may be an awful father and mate, but I would always be a damn good Folami.

[I L Y I C H]

The joy flew and euphoria took over. That sound was impossible to mistake, and my heart lept along with my heart. Bidziil! My Bidziil! Some sort of magic had happened. The humans had released my darling. Nothing was real, and my mind flew about in a tumelt of emotion. Anger and adoration pooling in my heart as I wrenched around. And with a single glance froze into a hunk of ice.

Mahal had jumped to his paws and ran after his sister, but for a very diffrent reason. The boy, now grown into a yearling stared up at his blood marked father with a bitter hatred. My body stiffened. Mahal was such a kind child, it took me by surprise to see him angry. Not that he didn't deserve it. But by the way Bidziil had reacted to Alonda I could not expect lenence with agression. Bidziil... what was going on?

I sprang in front of the heavily grimacing child, forcing my bulk before both of my children. They could not take a full attack by this male should he choose to do something. Not yet. I couldn't watch that. My brain was frying, sparks flicking off in every direction. The single thing I understood was the blankness on my mate's face. An expression I had last seen over a year before. An expression he had replaced with his half smile that seemed almost impossible now.

Heavy pawsteps announced new arrivals. My eyes did not turn from his red orbs, remaing threatening. My man was coated in bloody scabs, scars waiting to be flicked open once more. The humans had taken him... they had altered him. My eyes narrowed. Whomever this man they had lead back was... he was not to touch my children. Kamau twitched up towardws us, his head tilted oddly as he lurched. I could see him but barley, and shifted to guard Alonda and Mahal from the ill creature as well. Babylon whispered up beside the horrificly scared male, marron eyes round as moons. Neither said a word, though both held a fearful obediance in their tred.

This was Bidziil... the male that had made their lives good. He would rescue them from the tyranny. A sharp snarl rose from behind and this time my head lurched around and a sound of utter hatred tore from my throat. Lucifer glared at me, lips pealed from his fangs. The red mane along his back lifted and rumpled with agitation. Hati hovered behind him, her steel hued eyes narrowed and calculating. Her gray child mild about behind her, adn the woman stiffened taking a snap at the child's head. Cult lept backward snarling a childish growl before retreating.

I wrenched back to face my man. The termoil was begening to settle, horror begening to take over. What was that expression? A moment ago I had denounced his return, and yet here he stood. Ready to break me into pieces. Mahal slipped up to my side as I stood a gawked. The boy melded his body to mine, though his head hung lower. The prince had turned into a hunk of iron, and pressed to my side like a stiff burr. He slunk slightly lower as the two residing leaders skulked forward. The boy cast his ocher eyes about searching. Val walked slowly towards us, but fell back at the last moment; half grovling out of fear.

"What the hell is going on, woman?" My eyes rolled a little; lip pulling up slightly. Lucifer shoved up next to me, using his body to force me aside. Mahal stumbled on my otherside, sudden agression flailing up in his normally warm heart. The snarl that errupted towards our current Alpha came from more then one source. The dark arrogant man snarled back, snapping crossly at me a thing I returned. As Alpha he was too worried about the pack's political standings to actually react to my deffiance, and now was now diffrent. Lucy looked up at Bidziil, snarling softly.

"Whatever do you mean, Lucifer? I can see the massive blotch of black blood dead infront of me. You can't see it?" Lucifer growled, glaring sideways at me. My own eyes remained pined to Bidziil. To the scars across his body. Anxiouse worry made its way past the confusion induced agression into my eyes. Uncertainty pressed into me. I was being cruel, but he had snarled at my daughter... our daughter. "...Bidziil?"

[Bhu ♥ Irwin]

I didn't react to my son nor my wife, contining my blank, almost dumb stare. My eyes looked vacant, taking on that dehumanized look I had held before Carska had shown me what it felt like to feel. I missed her touch. I missed her smell. I missed her voice. This hurt almost as much as the lashings.

Perhaps even more.

Blinking as the pack began to form, my bloodshot eyes turned to gaze at the male that spoke so harshly to my mate and react so cruelly to my son. I breathed in heavily, urging myself not to care. I couldn't do it. I cared too much. But I locked my legs and masked my eyes with indifference.

I almost collasped at my Wife's final 'Bidziil'.

Snapping my neck to look at her, I hid my pain with fury. "I let my name slip past the yearlings lips because I figured she may know no better. But you, Alphess, should realize such is improper. Never say my name. We are not equals. I am your Alpha and soley such." Giving a final snarl of defiance, I shifted and stepped forward to hover my head above that of what seemed to be the current alpha. I did not lower my skull to sit evenly with his, but both head and tail were towered high, eyes angled downwards to focus on his. The scabs hurt, but I was prepared to take on more. I would kill this pup.

Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw Alaois join the outter rim of the crowd before turning his curious eyes to one of a sulking manner. The young dog would not get the throne as he so wished. I would kill him if he ever showed a sign of dominance, and he knew I would. Helsa and Allana inched in the shadows, Allana watching with anxious, untrusting eyes. Helsa seemed indifferent, perhaps even enjoying the drama unfolding.

The husky girl that I had never known the name of for lack of caring, trotted onto the scene defiantly, taking an aggressive posture beside Mahal. I almost broke my dominatering over the young Alpha when I saw this. The girl had little reason to show such hatred towards me, but she had given Mahal a single glance and quickly matched his mood. I watched to snarl and rip out her throat. How dear that impure puppy tail after my son! But I stayed tall and outwardly focused, not allowing the world to know I was watching everything around me.

The prisoner, Evangeline, slithered her way in beside Logan, eyes trying to hide the aggression she held. Logan seemed focused on me, but not bitter with rage as I would expect. Him and I were never ones to particularly get along...but that dog did follow in his father's earlier footsteps. He would never hate another, no matter their actions.

How I loathed him.

His father came in next, doing his very best to keep a distance from Logan. This surprised me, Jeremiah had always loved his son above all things. I noticed Jeremiah taking a loyal seat near the new alpha. It hit me how the gathering seemed so split. It was clear there was a dividing in the packs. At the front of one stood the new alpha. At the front of the other stood...

Carska.

Would I have to fight my Wife as well as this new alpha? That was a battle I could not be certain of. Would I be able to put forth my teachings and kill off the one I loved? I could hurt her emotionally and perhaps even physically, but to kill her?

It became clear that this would not be the case. Nimrod was quick to place himself a step beside Carska. The loyal dog would take any deadly blow I was forced to lay, for he was a true Folami and respected my mate choice, even if he disagreed with her teachings. For a moment my heart lurched, wondering if he had replaced me in Carska's life. I could not be with her anymore, but I was sure I wouldn't be able to watch Carska with another male. I realized that was all nonsense, for Nimrod was a good Folami, better than I. He would kill his own life before allowing his heart to wander. The humans were his only loves.

A young dog (Kadan) inched over to the new alpha and the female beside him. The dog was clearly their child, and I nervous one at that. He hid himself almost fully behind his mother's bulk, peaking around her cautiously.

Natural birth must always create weak children.

All this was noted without my scarlet eyes ever leaving the new alpha's orbs. My lips pulled back and I emmitted a low snarl. "There are two outcomes, Alpha. You step down and I let you live. Or we could battle, and you die. Either way works for me." My tone was low, barely a whisper and saturated with venom. This was my pack, and, though I could never verbally say it, they were my family. This beast of burden would not steal that away from me.

It hit me then that neither the lioness nor Daiade were in the gathering. Had this new alpha did something that I was too weak to do? One could only hope.

[I L Y I C H]

Mother almost had a heart attack right then and there. Utter hatred rolled into my being in one violent wave. She pulled back slightly, looking behind her towards her loyal folami before shuffling slightly. Mama was at a loss, and her newly repaired heart was starting to crumple again. Scar tissue it seemed was not enough to hold one together. Her tawny eyes fell shut, a smile pulling over her face. It was an almost hysterical expression but she pulled it together and held it there.

"Mama..." Head twisting to fix on Clarimonde I leaned sideways away from mother for a minute. I hadn't missed the look in those once well known red eyes when she'd come to our deffence. Pressing up against her with a deffiant expression on my face I turned to nudge her. "Thank you, Clari" It was a great strength to have my good friend at our side now. With everything shattering as it was. Father could go fuck himself. He hadn't been here to help us... to help me. Clarimonde had. Mother had. Bidziil could shove that down his rumpled trap.

Carska's head snapped up, lashing towards Lucifer with a violent bark of laughter. Lucifer jumped, so focused was he on Bidziil. "Lucy you have no hope in beeting him. Stand down you pathetic welp." My ears flicked backward, staring at mother in shock. Violence was written on her face, a stunning volitile hatred oozing through her eyes. Lucifer stared at her, eyes lashing between Mother and Bidziil. He slunk backward, arrogance faltering in the face of two great powers suddenly turned against him. Hati snarled, backing up and dragging both Kaiden and Cult with her.

Mother's head swung back around, chin sharply tipped up. Shock filled me, and terror. Her tail was arching to be higher then Fathers. "In all those years you never once managed to get more then a tie in a fight with me, Bidziil." Her eyes narrowed, lips pealing back. "You'd have to kill me... and then any loyal dog I have on my side. Fuck you, Id love to see you try" My head came up slowly, my body lifting to match Mother's stance. It was very odd, but I had come to relize slowly that I had aged into my body. I was almost an adult, and as such had gained a height almost equal to my mothers.

A height I would soon surpass.

A shape to the right caught my attention, a violently scared thing. I moved without thinking. Kamau came very close to biting me, saliva drooling from his fangs. Damn! Damn! I would not roll, I had lept before mother to save her from that disease, and now I kicked violently to keep it away from me as well. The half crazed creature stumbled away, body rocking awkwardly as he lurched too far forward. He stood there for a long second aparently having to forgotton what he had been doing.

The rush of black had me bracing once more. Had Bidziil attacked me for coming too close? No. It was Uncle. The silver cross hanging from his neck refracted the light. His huge frame smashed Kamau backwards, raming the gray thing towards Father. The pink eyed folami went without protest, eyes confused and legs limp as he fell sideways. Daiade's form stood tall, blind eyes murderouse. What shock mother's reaction had brought was nothing compared to Daiade's. The man looked ready to kill.

"I've brought a gift, sister" A form hurried forth, jet black front appearing to be surrounded by auburn flames in the light. My jaw dropped. Uncle had gone to fetch Paradox? The large carnivore moved in like a snake, his boyd twisting slightly as he swung forward. Mother turned her head, half watching Paradox and half watching Bidziil over my head. My own eyes were pitched in much the same way. Daiade was almost touching Bidziil, and Kamau was on his side just to the altered man's right. What the hell had just happened?

Paradox moved forward to stand slightly behind Clarimonde. "Carska? What's going on?" Mother glanced at him before locking her eyes back on Daiade, anxiouse for her brother's saftey.

"I have no idea"

[Bhu ♥ Irwin]

I was torn. So fucking torn. My trainings and beliefs screamed loyalty to Bidziil, but the fact that he had hand picked Carska played into affect too. They were no longer a team, so I could not have the easy path of saying loyalty to both.

The indecision didn't last long.

Pouncing forward, I placed myself between Carska and Bidziil. I showed no remorse or guilt on my face, for I had none. My genetics did not allow such things. It was simple. The human's had created Bidziil to be a perfect alpha. The humans don't make mistakes. Bidziil, however, was capable of certain mistakes; like his choice of alphess.

With a snarl, I flicked my tail towards Bidziil to let him know I would stand beside him in any war. The brute gave a growl of gratitude before looking to Lucifer. My own eyes laid focused on Carska, Daiade, and Mahal. My thoughts did not consider guarding against Alonda. She would side with her father, this I was sure of.

I was wrong.

The girl lunged forward and rammed a hard-headed skull into her unexpecting father's chest. The man stumbled backwards in a loss of air, before jumping forward with the heat of battle set in his eyes. I kept my own orbs locked on the girl's family, lashing out a paw as Clarimonde bounded to aid the girl unexpectedly. Throwing her to the ground, she rolled back towards Mahal pitifully, jumping by to her paws with a focused expression. It was clear she had let logic slip away for a split second, but her mind was rolling, eyes lurching around for a way to get to Alonda's side.

"I never liked you, anyway."

It was a calm statement that rang out as a scarlet pelt jump from behind Bidziil, doing a quick nip to the back of his neck to get his attention off Alonda, then shoving the girl to be guarded behind her mother. I reconized the woman to be the mate of Paradox, Ayita. She was quick to take a stand beside her inquiring mate, collected and esteemed, as if she had not just pissed off the rightful alpha.

I did not turn around, but simply used my knowledge of Bidziil to play out what was going on. He was surely standing, regaining his disposition, and then walsing back over to Lucifer. Sure enough, his voice came back firm, as if nothing out of sorts had happened. "Alpha, what do you say? I have no time to be squabbling with misfits. I have all the time in the world for you, though." I caught his smirk as his voice held threatening challenge. Carska was right, she may be equal matched with Bidziil, but Lucifer did not have the same original design.

It looked like he was designed to be pleasing to the eye, rather than build for battle.

[I L Y I C H]

I rushed forward after Clarimonde, almost tripping over her as she was knocked backward. Rushing a false snap at Nimrod I spun about to bring up Clari's right. We had to get to sister's side... Or not. Ayita came from no where, following her mate into the camp. Alonda was pressed to us, and mother shoved infront of us whispering a thanks to the scarlet woman. Her massive grey bulk didn't take up my vision as it once had, and I peered around her to stare at Bidziil.

He had ignored us totaly. As if we did not exist. As if mother had no voice with which to speak to him. As if our hate meant nothing to him. Because it didn't. Pain flared, and despite my age heat pricked at my eyes. He had never cared, and now the humans had just urged him into giving up his cherade. "B-Bastard..." Mother looked back to me, her own eyes flaring in their fight to bring back fury.

But she had never taken being ignored well.

Lucifer had lifted his head to stare at Bidziil, the yellow orbs flickering. A heavy smash of a blunt brown head bashed the man aside. paradox stood over Lucifer, sudden horrible blankness on his face. "Hello Lucy" The smile that stretched across that horrible expression made my very soul shutter. The black man sprawled under Paradox's unforgiving claws gave a horrified whimper squirming into the ground.

"I give! I give!" His tail was balled agaisnt his belly. That man seemed to know something about the monster towering over him that we didn't know. Lucifer hadn't even given the alpha his answer. He had given it to Bidziil. The lowly man wiggled terrified under Paradox, adn I could not help by gawk. Until a new face pressed its silver mug into Bidziil's face.

Mother looked like a warrior with a nasty scheme. A woman with something that could not be trumped. "It would seem that there are now two alphas, Bidziil" Something black pulled up on her face, and Daiade shifted to stand beside her. A formation was pulling together, loyal creatures pulling up behind Carska and the less loyal falling to stand by Bidziil. My body was pressed against Alonda on one side and Clarimonde on the other. My eyes lashed between them before I pulled forward trying to remain touching them as long as possible as I hurried to mother's side.

"Paradox, come off of him" The man listened to Carska and padded quietly over to Ayita, though that disturbing grin was still planted in place. Daiade shuffled forward slightly, silver eyes watching cautiously. Val had shifted sligthyl towards us, but int the end even that friendship crumbled. He turned away and hurried to Nimrod's side. My eyes turned towards my siblings and Clarimonde, pleading and scared. Mama let her bomb drop, and her smug hateful expression barley hid her pain.

"I am taking my pack away. Any Folami still loyal to our hearts may come with me. We will leave them to their misery"

[Bhu ♥ Irwin]

What was happening? My eyes danced around the gathering, watching as the dogs split once again. Loyalties were smudged as each dog took into account the new opportunities. Bidziil was not Lucifer so those loyal to Lucifer may or may not also side with my father. Nimrod was a perfect example of that and, in turn, Val.

My eyes turned to my brother at Val's betrayal. I couldn't say I was too surprised for Val had a deep loyalty to his mentor. But I loathed the boy for leaving my brother empty. Well, he was almost empty; he still had Clarimonde. That thought brought forward a deep fury. That dog was more husky than Folami, and this was a friendship I could not watch develop. I loved my brother dearly, but I hated his choice of Clarimonde.

Lurching forward, I shoved my way past my mother, eyes on the ground so as not to meet her's. I dared a look towards my father's face and caught a faint twitch on his lips, signalling his approval of my decision. I chanced a seat beside him and faced the dividing crowd. He did not push me away. I was the Princess. This was my throne beneath his.

Alaois slumped behind me and sat loosly a tail length behind my father and I. I glanced over my shoulder and scowled at the male. He had been my only friend, but had disowned me when I smiled at my family. I hated the man I had thought I had loved. It did me great joy when Bidziil, continuing to keep his face a mask, even at Carska's words, and whispered a demand in the yearlings ear.

"Take out The Blind Man."

Alaois was oblivious to the tone he used. To an outside dog, the tone seemed vacant, but when paired with the eye twitch he sent towards me, I knew what the plan was. Daiade was a tough dog, and now he had other's around me. Alaois was one of our strongest, but also one of our dumbest. The best proved this as he eagerly brightened up and dove towards my Uncle with jaws ajar.

OOC//: You may powerplay Alaois some while he's injuring Daiade and then having his wing torn off.

[I L Y I C H]

Carska did not respond to her daughters betrayal, though her head dipped slightly. Was that acceptance? It was an odd thing to see a mother accept such a choice, especially after all that had transpired. My eyes slid to Ayita, questioning. Was this normal canine behavior? Damn I dont like emotions, their so confusing.

This aside when Alois moved forward my body stiffened. That was not right. What was that winged bastard doing? How dare he come closer. My dominance over Lucifer had set an ember of anger in my gut, and now I stood and snarled at the creatures moving forward. Carska wrenched forward, trying to shove at her brother terror in her eyes. Not that it worked.

A blind man can only see so much. Daiade ripped his body aside enough to avoid the death blow, but his chest was ripped open from the shoulder down. That silver cross fell to the ground with a soft clink. My muscles clicked along with that noise, my frame leaving the ground in one giant heave of energy.

I had always been a horrible creature when it came to revenge, and this monster that I flew towards had hurt my Ayita. It did not matter that such events had led to good things. What mattered was this red winged thing had damaged her at the time. It was payback and nothing more.

A simpleton would expect me to simply land on him, but I was not stupid. His weight was more then mine, and his power was greater. I had always fought like a snake, and I would not give up that transition now. Paws made impact to his right so close he would not be able to bite me in time. He had no chance. A viciouse smile pealed onto my face, madness overtook my ice chip eyes. Jaws pealed apart and head lashing forward my fangs connected in leathery flesh.

No damn stick in the mud deserved wings.

And I tore. Oh god I tore. What a beautiful sound that was, the rending of tendons and bone. Slipping apart like metal cabels torn apart. I did not snarl, that would ruint he sounds. That beautiful sound. I wonder if it hurts? Oh it probably does. But it was the joy that had me in neer euphoria. If he pulled away he would dislocate the thing himself, and it would rend away from his body. If he stayed where he was then I would simply rip it off.

Either way he lost. Just the way I like it.