When A Tornado Meets A Volcano [Sarin]

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[atrb=background,http://tinyurl.com/96z8tro] A deep sigh escaped the maw of the red femme lounging just out of sight of the Descai dens. Moving around was becoming exhausting for the beta, and she tried to do as little as possible while still performing her duties as ordered. Vorilye had yet to discover that she was carrying his pups, and if she kept it going as she had, he never would. At least not until the little furballs were born. Which, sadly, would be soon. Shayde could tell from the way the pups jostled around in her stomach. Half the time, they moved so much it actually caused her physical pain. She would have to stop whatever she was doing to get them to calm down. They weren’t even part of the world yet, and Shayde knew they were going to be the death of her. With how active they were in utero, they probably wouldn’t be able to remain still for long periods of time. It almost made her decision to have a separate den almost illogical. But she didn’t want Vorilye to know. Not right away. She would birth the pups in the Lleingas Woods, in the den she’d been digging out for weeks. Once the pups were old enough to follow her... Only then would she let Vorilye know. A shudder ran down Shayde’s spine, having nothing to do with the chill of the air. Vorilye wasn’t a stupid brute. Far from it. Knowing him, he probably already knew that she was keeping something important from him. He was probably just waiting for her to step up and tell him. She was his beta; he obviously trusted her enough to tell him important things. But this... After the conversation with Tike, she just...couldn’t. It was because she was his beta that she couldn’t tell him. This was her problem. His fault, but her problem. She could handle it alone. Just as she did everything else. The sun was attempting to beat down on the den—Shayde could see small streaks here and there—but the heavy fog made it nearly impossible. Thus, the air was colder than it had been since the new year began. A cushion of snow covered the territory, but there hadn’t been new snow for a week now. Shayde was grateful for that; she would have to dig out her separate den again if it got buried. But it also meant her tracks around the tree would be easy to distinguish. She’d spent so much time at that spot that she was mildly surprised none of the others had picked up on what was going on. It didn’t take a genius. Perhaps she was thinking too much on it. She hoped that was all it was. Shayde grimaced as one of the pups turned within her, kicking her side violently. “You don’t need to kick me so hard,” she grumbled, shifting her position slightly. Red-brown eyes settled on the expanse of her stomach, sighing deeply when the pup settled back down again. How was it the others hadn’t noticed her weight-gain? She shook her head, trying to focus on something else. Anything else. The more she dwelled upon the obvious, the more obvious it was to become. That was the last thing the beta femme wanted. words:: Five-Hundred and Sixty-Four muse:: Good tags:: Sarin ooc:: So I had a great title, yet no awesome intro post XD Whether Sarin has put the pieces together about Shayde's pregnancy is up to you, but I just kind of wrote...stuff XD

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The snow didn't bother the Mackenzie Valley femme too much, after all her thick fur had prepared her for the wintry weather. Since her arrival within Descai little seemed to have happened. It seemed that all the canines here had their own issues to deal with or would simply disappear. The red femme she had been introduced to the same day as her acceptance, Naomi was her name if Sarin recalled correctly, seems to have vanished. The pup she was supposed to be training seemed far more concerned with his father and trotting around after him and Sarin was not one to force another into much. Well, not in this case anyway. She had been granted no permission in forcing the pup to train nor in bossing him around, it seemed life here was becoming stagnant. Her mind was occupied with its own thoughts however, it never could stop twisting at the conquest of personal gain. With the extra time she had, the femme had been hunting as well as training her skills. 'At least something good is coming from this.' Irritation was prickling underneath her skin, it seemed this land was littered with wolves that came and went faster than a summer breeze. The femme was beginning to doubt the power and supreme authority of this pack; yet, she was not one to run from a problem. The answer was simple and lain right before their very eyes, more members were needed. Some permanent ones.

An annoyed growl emitted the mottled femme's maw as she lurked throughout the lands. By now they had become quite familiar to her, most of her time was spent in complete isolation. There was little use socializing with these canines, the alpha seemed to be the only one of any real quality. Not as if Sarin had given herself much of an opportunity to meet or get inside any of the other's heads. The one femme was mute, the other had vanished into thin air. The only remaining member she had come across was the Alpha, his son and the beta. A slight laugh stung the bitter air surrounding her, was this really all there was to pack life? Her claws dug themselves into the partially frozen terrain, enjoying the ability to rip up the ground as she stalked through the mines. There was no particular reason for her to have wandered down here, nothing more than nosiness and boredom. By now Sarin did not expect to find much entertainment.

The sound of another female's voice sliced at her ever listening audits, almost eagerly Sarin whipped her crania in the direction from which it came. A grin that glittered with malice crossed her maw as she casually paced herself towards the other canine. Perhaps this evening would not be such an absolute waste. Even the narcissistic bitch needed socialization sometimes. It ensured that she was constantly on her toes and ready to face whatever situation was thrown at her. A gentle pace was set into her tail, which was held much higher than it should have been for a subordinate. It had been two months now and little had come of her being here. The thought brought rage to the boiling surface of her heart.

Vibrant orbs raped the area around her, searching continuously until her silhouette turned itself around a bend. Now, the image before her was of the pregnant beta, one that had not looked in such a way last time Sarin had seen her. A smirk became an ever growing feature to the Mackenzie Valley femme, as she could not help that it grew wider with every passing moment that Shayde lay before her. For a few moments, the deep hued canine stood and observed the other femme from afar. She could not help but think the female's choice to become a mother was absolutely stupid. Why would a useful female wish to disable herself in such a way? There was no rational answer in Sarin's mind. It simply was something that she could not fathom.

"Is this where you've been hiding?" the snide smile remained upon her lips and the femme spoke as if the words tasted absolutely delicious. It seems that at least some members of Descai had remained, and she certainly was going to be helping their diminishing populace by bleeding some more out. Sarin went off a wild assumption that the female before her was carrying the Alpha's children, as he was the only brute the Mackenzie Valley female had encountered on these lands. 'Unless of course she has a secret lover,' that thought genuinely intrigued the subordinate. It would mean that at least someone within this pack had something exciting going on, minus being fat and carrying parasites inside you. Some would call that exhilarating.

Casually the femme moved herself a few feet closer to the red female. She ensured that her distance was not of the hovering sort, not yet anyway. If needed Sarin was certain intimidation would work on this pregnant beast, even though she could not think of a reason to be hostile. Sarin never needed a reason to be cruel to those she found to be her competition, especially those that seemed to despise her. Truthfully, Sarin was hardly after Shayde's Beta rank. Right now the female merely wanted a purpose, something to work towards other than performing aimless tasks for the pack. Most of her time was spent doing other things; yet, a purpose would be useful. At least a means to prove that she was truly a part of some supposedly great pack.

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[atrb=background,http://tinyurl.com/96z8tro] The dens were quiet, which was rare considering the fact that the pack was slowly growing in number. Angel and Noe must have been out hunting, and Tike was likely following in his father’s pawprints. Literally. And that new femme... What was her name again? Hard as she tried, the name just wouldn’t surface to her mind. Well no matter. The new femme was likely stalking the shadows somewhere. Shayde got the sense that the femme was quite anti-social, or just better off alone. It made her wonder why such a femme would join a pack in the first place. A soft, curt laugh escaped the beta’s lips. Hadn’t she been the same way prior to her joining? The days wandering Anikira with Amos seemed like a dream, a distant memory. If only he could see her now. Shayde laughed again, casting her gaze to the sun-streaked sky. Not only was she the beta in a pack, she was heavy with the alpha’s pups. Oh Amos would have gotten a kick out of that. While lost in her memories of the late brute, Shayde felt as if she were being watched. Acerbus had that effect on its inhabitants at times, so she merely swiveled her ears around, listening for the sound of approaching footsteps or the light breathing of someone approaching. Nothing. Only silence. Yet Shayde couldn’t relax. She turned her head to one side, as if to look out into the distance, while her near-eye scanned the inside of the mines. The contrast between the light of the world outside and the dark within was too great, and all she saw was growing blackness. None are foolish enough to sneak up on you, she reasoned with herself, flicking her gaze outside once again. She was a scrapper in her own right, and though she was heavy with pups, she wouldn’t allow any of the others to believe she was anything short of deserving of her rank. Shayde was almost expecting a voice to come filtering in from the darkness. She didn’t jump in fright, or spin around to see the approaching wolf, but neither did she act completely calm. It was the new femme, the one she had been avoiding as much as she had Vorilye. There was just something about her that rubbed Shayde the wrong way. A wry smirk appeared on Shayde’s maw. “Looks like you found me,” she said, ignoring the snide look on the femme’s face as she finally appeared from in the darkness. “It’s your turn to hide, femme.” Any indication of friendliness that may have been on Shayde’s face was completely gone. “So why don’t you disappear from my sight and make us both happy?” Had Vorilye been present, she would have likely gotten her head bitten off for the manner at which she spoke to the newest member of the pack. The femme had said nothing provoking, though her stance was a little more dominant than Shayde would have liked. But there was a certain friction in the air. Perhaps it was all in Shayde’s head, a result of the hormones waging war within her small frame. It just felt like the tiniest spark would cause conflict between herself and the femme standing a few feet away. She didn’t feel this way around Angel or Noe, despite the fact that they both annoyed her greatly. Maybe it was the idea of this new femme. The ambitious glint in her eyes. It made Shayde a smidge nervous. Vorilye had only appointed her as his beta because he needed someone who would listen to his conquest plans, and Shayde had been the only sane one present. But with her current condition, perhaps the alpha brute would seek a replacement. And this new femme seemed a perfect fit, as much as the beta femme hated to admit it. words:: Six-Hundred and Sixty-One muse:: It got better tags:: Sarin ooc:: She's being all instigatey XD

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Those shiny emerald globes placed within the female's skull absolutely glistened, it was as if she had discovered some dark hidden secret. Whether she had or had not was irrelevant to the Mackenzie Valley female, the mere possibility was enough for her. After all, the Beta had disappeared for quite some time - or Sarin had simply avoided the pack. It was difficult to say when the female hardly knew any of the members, 'there seem to be quite few here.' The thought burdened her mind lightly, but she always had the opportunity to leave. No one was keeping her chained here, she had ties to absolutely no soul. The subordinate liked it that way, it was easier to leave when life got boring. The same routine always became lackluster, it drew onward into nothing. There would be no pot of gold at the end of the rainbow and no treat for being good. Life simply would end.

One day darkness would settle over all of them. The flow of life throughout their body would grow still and dry, membranes collapsing onto themselves. New life would press the old souls into the ground, maggots gently nibbling bits of flesh away. Eventually even the sweetness of their marrow would become dry, if they were lucky it would be turned into a delicious snack before the opportunity for decay set in. Flesh long since it had peeled back would now be trampled upon by those that currently held energy and warmth. Sarin dreamed of death sometimes, not her own but others. When something was so present within a canine's life it proved to be difficult to push it away. Disguising the secret love was one thing; lately Sarin hadn't been able to indulge upon it. Perhaps the idle behavior she was suffering from had caused the thought to rattle around her skull more frequently, the subordinate did not care to know the reason.

The female longed to stretch her back, but she could not resist standing still. Sarin was unaware herself how she could master such stillness, especially when her mind constantly raced at a mile a second. In fact, the thought left her head as soon as it entered - simply flew into one audit and out the other. For now, her attention lay upon the future mother. It was natural for her to pity the red female, after all that canine appeared to have such potential within the pack. 'She sure had what the Alpha wanted,' a laugh rang out through her mind, however her lips held themselves together. Children were never very pleasing to the mottled femme, they simply were a hassle. That and no canine truly cared for her children, it was all fake. The parents simply wished their pups to grow up and follow in their fucked up footsteps, nothing more. When the children disobeyed, then punishment would rain down alongside the hatred. All who had children would soon despise them, even if they could not admit it.

The absolute loathing of another was a natural feeling. It occurred from the repeated wrong doings that another intentionally inflicted. Whelps were exactly that. Their ignorance made them repeat the same action until severe pain cracked their spinal column. 'Stupid wastes,' the femme did not realize the extreme silence surrounding her nor the time she had been in such a mannerism. Once more her mind had flipped the switch to become a vacuum. It sucked her inside of itself and began dissecting her gently. A brutal struggle broke loose before the ropes were severed and the female was allowed to dance her mental state back to the plane of reality. "I don't believe we are playing hide and go seek, bitch," her words were dry. The smirk that had been placed upon her features before had drifted away into nothingness.

The absolute blankness consumed her features, all sign of expression must have been left within the black hole of her soul. Or whatever you wanted to call what lived within the deranged female. There was no threat here, why would she wander off. Mommy wouldn't want to risk her puppies, and quite frankly with her divine power there wouldn't be much of a fight. The entire film had already rolled, Sarin knew the simple ending it would have. 'Poor femme must be stupid,' her head shook towards Shayde in obvious pity. Her flawless grace could easily be overlooked by those without eyes, 'and hers must not work.' Emerald orbs rolled towards the sky for a moment and then lurked around the terrain, she half expected that Tike would appear. The whelp seemed to constantly be trotting around somewhere, attempting to sneak up on the elders. He was lucky that he hadn't managed to surprise one, then he might get a claw to the face on accident.

"Don't think I wish to harm you or," the female paused and her orbs narrowed upon the female's slightly grown belly, "them." Sarin was a bit psychotic and quite narcissistic, but typically she did not use excessive force to get her point across. "You can be spared today," the smirk resumed its place upon her muzzle, but the spheres remained blank. Apparently the subordinate wished not to have her soul examined for she attempted to hide it quite well. Auds stood firm upon her skull, awaiting what the red female would say next.

OoC| I feel like if they didn't instantly hate each other they could almost be friends :P