Take me There [Messoria/Joining]

[Trilogy]

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She was wet. It was all the large female could think about as her paws struck out beneath her at the liquid that surrounded her. How she had gotten into the water, she did not remember, but she knew that she was there now and needed to get back onto dry land. She had escaped the grip of the male that she unfortunately had to call father, but she could not bring herself to believe that she was truly ever free of him. Or his brother. In fact, she really had no idea which had actually sired her. It did not matter, and with any luck, her mother had taken her own life to prevent their disgusting spawn to stretch further than herself. She had been tainted, stained by both of them, but she had not allowed their offspring to survive. No, thankfully her mother was not related to the monsters, but they had pushed to further their genes through her, their own daughter. The memory of killing her pups left a sting in her chest as she pushed herself slowly towards the shore, and though she found it harder and harder to breathe as she thought about them, she was determined to move forward.

She could not let them destroy her, not completely, anyways. Finally, after what felt like hours and left her dripping wet and exhausted, she reached the dry shore. It took a great effort to heave herself up onto the dry land, and she could feel the extra weight of the water that clung to her coat as if another creature had draped themselves over her back. She panted heavily as she shook herself dry, tail swaying behind her for a moment before she lifted her head to look around. One quick inhale told her that she was on a claimed territory, and though she briefly thought about turning her back on the pack that she already knew was Kairos, she lowered her hind end to the ground and lifted her nose. A soft howl echoed around her for only a few moments before she stopped the sound, ears perked and brown eyes looking for any sign of another. If she had any hope of freeing herself from her fathers completely, Kairos would be the pack to help her. They would not dare enter the monstrous pack's territory, and she would be free of them within their borders.

But would they accept her? She was of pure Kenai lineage, but she could not bring herself to be proud of that fact. No, her heritage shamed her, but no one here needed to know that. Perhaps they would find out eventually, but for now there was no need to inform them of her past. She would focus on the future and take steps forward, not back. She would be of great use to this pack, for she not only could provide, but she could also fight and defend if necessary. She adored pups, even though she had been forced to kill her own, and she was no stranger to the beliefs of the pack she was stepping into. Then again, they had recently taken on new ownership. Perhaps there was a better chance of her improving herself and moving up in the world than ever before. If she was lucky, anyways.

Words: 554
Tags: Messoria
Muse: Low
Notes: n/a

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[Messoria]

A year ago, Messoria would not have dared venture from Ina’mos during the winter months. A year ago Messoria had been recently pregnant, greatly anticipating her first litter while lounging in the dens, awaiting each of Goliath’s visits with hope and longing. But now so much had changed. Her children were grown, her mate gone, her status higher than she’d ever dreamed. And that cold winter morning, she’d decided to swim from Ina’mos to Acerbus, plunging into the depths of the ocean without so much as a second thought. Now, as she rose from the water dripping and gasping, she stood upon the shores of Kairos territory – one she had not visited before. As Matriarch, her duties often did not call her from Ina’mos, for it was there that the mother’s resided until their pups were birthed and weaned. But there was only one pregnant she-wolf upon the island now, such a stark difference from the previous season. And the Matriarch had decided that it was high time she better acquaint herself with Acerbus.

Truly she knew that she had nothing to fear, for it was known that the new Emperor Typhon also had visited Acerbus as well; should she run into trouble – though she did not anticipate she would – she knew that he was near. And likewise, whispered rumor had reached her that residing in the territory bordering Acerbus was Ananke, lead by…her daughters. It had been so very startling to hear that Nimue and Morrigan had formed a pack of their own, and now to think that she was so near to where they resided…it made her heart ache in her chest. Perhaps she would visit them before returning to Ina’mos; it would be wonderful to see them again, though so much had changed.

Her pelt had just began to dry as Messoria strolled idly along the shore, lost in her thoughts, when a soft howl sounded from seemingly just around the bend of the beach. The Matriarch paused, velvety auds shifting atop her skull, her amber eyes flickering with curiosity as she instinctively moved towards the song. There was a chance Typhon had heard as well, and perhaps he would beat her there…but as she rounded the corner, tiny paws carrying her along, she noted that only a single form sat in the sand a short distance away. The wolf was large, like many in Kairos were, but entirely unfamiliar to Messoria, the scent upon the wind suggesting that she was female. And as the dark femme approached, she took note of the odd coloration of the other wolf, a patterning that was unique and lovely.

”Hello,” Messoria said, her voice high and elegant as she came to a halt, gazing up at the larger wolf. Once this might have bothered her, but she’d long ago grown accustomed to the art of tipping her head back just so that she could stare into the eyes of the Kairos giants. This femme, it seemed, would be no different. ”I am Messoria, Matriarch of Kairos. What is your name, and what brings you here to Acerbus?” Though her questions were direct and her tone firm, Messoria’s voice was not unkind; instead it was curious but serious, her ears eagerly awaiting whatever answer the she-wolf would offer.

Words : 547
Muse : Good!
Tags : Trilogy
Notes : xxx

[Trilogy]

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The ritual of joining a pack, although simple and fairly easy to comprehend, was foreign to her. She had never joined a pack before, nor did she know if everything she was doing was correct. But she could pretend she knew what she was doing. It did not take long for someone to respond to her howl, though the dark female that approached her was not what she expected. The creature in front of her was small, petite and minuscule, but there was a confidence in her that Trilogy almost envied. She seemed so sure of herself, even though she was a tiny wolf put up against a giant. Not that Trilogy was a threat to her in the slightest, but still. ”Hello, I am Messoria, Matriarch of Kairos. What is your name, and what brings you here to Acerbus?” A simple and obvious question that came along with an introduction. Although she wanted to stand and enter the territory further, she knew that there was a dance of acceptance that she would have to participate in before she would be allowed into their midst.

"It is a pleasure to meet you, Messoria. I am Trilogy and I seek acceptance into Kairos." She said, assuming it would be easier for her to get straight to the point instead of spinning around it and wasting time with idle chatter. She needed to get away from her fathers. She needed a new home, she needed a new life. The memory of her pups haunted her, but she would not let it end her. No, she would make a new life here, even if she had to join a pack and work her way up to a good rank. She knew that Kairos was strong and had many ranks, but she also knew what their idea of females had been. She would not be another thing to be used for offspring, not if she had anything to say about it. She was a warrior, and she would always be one, even if she was female. But for now, all she was looking for was a home. "I am a skilled fighter and hunter, and I will do everything in my power to protect this pack's border and it's future. But, is there a home in Kairos for me?" She asked, tilting her head slightly and looking down at the much smaller female. Matriarch was a higher rank here, she knew it. Messoria could accept her into their ranks if she wished it. But she doubted she would be assigned a warrior rank. No, like other females, she had no doubt that she would have to prove her worth. But, as she knew it would be, it was worth it.

Messoria - Sorry it's so short

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[Messoria]

Trilogy. It was a unique name, a pretty one, and Messoria appreciated how the larger she-wolf did not mince words or dance around the reason for her arrival. She wished to join Kairos, and Messoria was struck by the passing thought that through her size alone, she would fit in very well. She listened as Trilogy went on to high-light her strengths – namely hunting and fighting. When Messoria had first come to Kairos, enthralled by Goliath and finding her place, there had been no females with warrior positions. But slowly that had changed, first with Xena, and then with the legion of young pups who were born, several who were femmes that found they preferred blood and honor to whelping and motherhood. Now, with Typhon in charge, Messoria did not know for sure how things had changed, but the Matriarch had the sneaking suspicion that a she-wolf such as Trilogy might now have an easier time of achieving a desired warrior position, if she was skilled.

Still, it was not Messoria’s place to assign those roles to the femmes that she encountered; that would be left up to the discretion of the Emperor, or perhaps the General. ”Well then, Trilogy, I would be glad to welcome you into Kairos’s ranks,” Messoria said, a lovely smile gracing her muzzle. ”For now, you will be a huntress. However, Kairos can always use skilled fighters, and I daresay it would not be impossible for you to gain a rank upon the warriors should you truly desire one. But that will be something you must speak with Emperor Typhon about.” With a sweep of her muzzle she gestured to the ocean behind them, where Ina’mos resided in the distance. ”Though Kairos has laid claim to many territories, Ina’mos is primarily our home. You may reside in whichever of our territories you desire, but should you wish to take up with the masses, Ina’mos is a direct swim from here.”

Words : 325
Muse : Blah
Tags : Trilogy
Notes : Sorry, low muse We can end it here or do one more reply, up to you < 3

[Trilogy]

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She could see the lack of confidence in the other female's face for a brief moment as she waited for a response to her words. Kairos was known for promoting males to warrior positions and maintaining females as hunters and mothers. She did not come to this place seeking a quick rise to power or anything, but she knew that she was capable of much more than a simple mother or huntress role. But, as she had expected, Messoria did not name her a warrior. Instead, she was given a huntress rank and told she would have to take up warrior status with the pack leader or general. She nodded silently, slightly disappointed in the words, but understanding of their logic. This female, although Matriarch of Kairos, was in no position to give a female wolf a warrior ranking within their pack.

"I appreciate your time and consideration, Messoria. I do hope that we will have more time to get to know each other in the future." She knew there would be mothers within the pack this season, and though she was sure she would be capable of fighting alongside the males of the pack, she was sure she would be of more use on the island of Ina'mos. She would be excellent protection for the youth of their pack while they grew, and with her hunting and fighting skills put together, she could aid the mothers not only in protecting their helpless offspring, but also in feeding them and themselves. "It was a great pleasure and honor meeting you. I do hope that we meet again soon." She said softly, pushing herself up to her full height and nodding respectfully to the other female.

For now she would explore the territory, and perhaps find some way to be of use to the pack. Of course Typhon would not offer her a high rank or a warrior rank on her first day here, she would need to prove her worth to both the pack leader and the rest of the pack. Perhaps exploring and hunting would be a good start. She would not be of any use to anyone if she did not know the pack lands, but first she wanted to get to know the Ina'mos better. That would be the best place for her to start, and her best bet at starting the road to a warrior position within Kairos.

Words: 402
Tags: Messoria
Muse: low
Notes: <3 We can end it here ^.^

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