The Good Die Young (open)

[Zirena]

Zirena was out searching for her mother for the umpteenth day. It was getting late and she was loosing the day light. She looked up to the sky and the cool fall wind breezed through her thickening fur. Her golden eyes scanned the area and her nose was searching for anything that resembled her mother but by now any scent that may have been around had long gone cold. Zirena couldn't give up. That was not in her nature. She was stubborn and couldn't stop until her mother had been found. She had been searching for what seemed like forever. She missed her mother's warm fur laying next to her at night and her words of encouragement. Her mother had always believed in her and if she was in danger somewhere and Zirena didn't at least try to help her, she would never forgive herself. If she didn't find her tonight, she would begin her search outside of the territory. She didn't want to believe that Shayde left them. She couldn't believe it. She knew that if she wasn't here tonight that she must have been dragged out by some monster. Shayde would have never let herself succumb to another female so it must have been a male, if anything. She still held out hope that she was around. She had called for her the night before in hopes she would come home. If she had heard her, she would be around.

Just then, a foul scent entered her nose. It smelled like rancid meat. She decided to take a break from searching to investigate the smell. She wrinkled her nose as the scent became stronger. As the carcass came into view, Zirena noticed how disgusting it was. It was covered in bugs and it was half-eaten. But something about it looked familiar. She approached the dead body and gasped. She stumbled backwards and landed on her bum. Her golden eyes were wide and her ears fell back onto her head. The dead wolf was her mother. She wanted to puke. She didn't know if she wanted to run away or not. The horrible sight and smell of her once beautiful mother made the young princess sick. Who had done this? Why couldn't she find her before? She had looked through these woods at least a hundred times. Had she been here this whole time and she just missed her? Maybe she would have lived had she been a better huntress and found her sooner. Zirena's heart fell as her eyes began to fill with tears. She had caused her mother's death. She collapsed on the ground and sobbed. Her mother was gone. Someone had killed her and then she had been eaten. It was all her fault. She hid her face. Tears rolled down her cheeks.

She heard a rustling in the fallen leaves and she filled with rage. "Get away from here!!" She screamed. "Get out!" Her voice strained through her tears. Her body fell back on the ground. "She's dead.....she's dead......she's dead...." She said in a much quieter voice and more to herself than whoever was around. She cried quietly. She was angry at herself and angry at whoever did this to her Mommy. She was at a lost as to what to do. All she wanted to do was lay here and cry but she knew she had to let Daddy know. But he didn't need to know right now. She would tell him later. She also needed to tell her brothers. She really wished Sypher were here. He would know what to do. He always did.

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Notes: feel free to drop anyone in, she won't bite (too hard XD )
Muse: a lot worse than I thought it would be....  

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A tiny, ten-month-old stomach grumbled and rumbled inside of Aurelia as she padded her way through Descai territory, searching for a snack. Her wonderful mother, Angel, had begun teaching her and her brothers how to hunt during the past month or so, and the underdeveloped femme was catching on quite quickly. Mommy hadn't taught her sickly sister, Kaala, how to hunt. Honestly, Aurelia didn't even consider her a sister; she was more of an annoyance. Ever since the birthing of Angel's puppies, the dark-furred girl puppy had complained, whined, and overall irked the heck out of the smaller female. She would whine in the middle of the night, explaining how she couldn't find sleep or how her tummy ached, and temporarily forgetting about her three healthy pups, Angel would tend to her every need with gentleness and extreme care. 'Attention hog,' Aurelia thought to herself, always wanting to be in the spotlight.

Sometimes she would try to have a conversation with her bigger sister when she was sick of her brothers, but Kaala usually ignored her or fell asleep in the middle of a sentence. She was no fun at all. In fact, Aurelia hadn't seen her sister in at least two weeks. She didn't think much of it, though, because the larger pup usually spent most of her time in the family's den - that was one place that she definitely tried to avoid.

The growing puppy's tail began to wag excitedly - causing her whole body to wiggle too - as the scent of a squirrel entered her nose. She bounded off in the direction of the animal, leaping over tree roots and weaving through the foliage of the woods. As the scent became stronger, indicating that the brownish pup was getting close, she slowed down and lowered her body to the ground. Finally, she spotted the bushy-tailed rodent sitting atop a large rock grasping an acorn with his minuscule paws. With her belly fur brushing against the ground and her sky blue oculars locked in on her prey, she stalked the animal. Silent paw steps lead the almost-yearling towards the jittery furball. She had made sure that she was positioned downwind of the squirrel. Mommy would be proud. Just as she had tensed her fragile muscles in preparation to pounce on top of her prey, an unthinkably foul scent burst into her nostrils. The toxic-smelling odor caused the small wolf to cough and cough violently which sent her snack flying up a nearby tree. "Shoot," she mumbled disappointedly through her coughing attack.

When Aurelia's hacking had finally ceased, the horrid scent still lingering in the autumn air, curiosity got the better of her yet again. She tracked the smell to a nearby bush where she was able to peak through and see an old, half-eaten animal carcass sprawled out on the ground. The sight was horrifying. Just as the puppy started to creep through the brush and fallen leaves to get a closer look at the body, a sharp rage-filled shout startled her enough to jump backwards at least three feet. It was Zirena, the daughter of mighty Alpha. Because the smell of death and rotten meat was so strong, the blue-eyed femme hadn't even noticed her scent. The older puppy's voice was straining through tears and was clearly trying to get rid of Aurelia.

Slightly annoyed by the princess's hostility, the Tundra/Appenine canine entered the area by crawling through the bush that she had originally been peeking through. What she found on the other side was life changing. The carcass that lay rotting on the grass was a wolf, and it was recognizable as Descai's Beta, Shayde. Zirena, clearly heartbroken, was lying beside the body and sobbing quietly. Her appetite had vanished. She took a step closer to the young wolf, unsure of what to say. "Zirena.. I.. Th-- I'm so sorry," she sputtered out in the most comforting way possible. Tears began streaming down her snout, the sight was overwhelming to the little puppy. "I can't even imagine. I... Do y-you need me to do anything?" she offered through tears. She was on the verge of crying, but she wouldn't allow that to happen for Zirena's sake. Normally, Aurelia did not exactly enjoy the Alpha's children's company, but right now was different. Shayde was dead. Plus, Zirena was nice enough and probably the femme's favorite of the 'royal' puppies. She only hoped that the older, brightly colored wolf did not shut her out completely. Aurelia wanted to help.

words :: 789
tags :: Zirena
muse :: Overflowing.

[Valeria]

The large black and golden femme stalked angrily over the terrain, irritated that her personal time was interrupted time and time again by everyone in this crazy pack. Make no mistakes. Valeria loved her family and a select few of the other non-related wolves in the pack. She had adored Rovan for what it was worth before the male disappeared. It just seemed like someone always managed to put her in a bad mood, and how could she function to her highest potential if they were always prodding her in the direction of her darkest mindset?

As Valeria ambled across the plains of Kamari, she found herself back in the comfort of Lleingas Woods. Something about the safety and shelter of the trees always brought peace to the female. She could navigate them gracefully, but to an outsider they were a web of tricks and lies. It was one of the things Val loved most about her father's territory; there was always something new right around the corner. No matter the shady dealings of the trees, it was always a sanctuary to the large femme. With time, she had grown to rival Ryker and even surpass him in size. Nothing here was a true threat to her, and she would make that well known to anyone who dared to cross her. However, Valeria found herself at a loss when the sound of tortured sobs echoing through the forest. She knew that voice. And there was only one thing that could ever make one of her siblings act out in such a way. Who's hurt? she thought frantically, bolting toward Zirena and her screams.

Val could never have prepared herself for what she would find. The tattered, rotting body of Zirena's mother laid plain as day out in the sun. Valeria's golden eyes bulged dangerously, the overwhelming panic forcing all the air from her lungs. Someone came into their home and did this. They had taken Descai's beta away from the pack. Descai lost the most motherly figure it had ever known because some dimwit decided they were higher than the laws of nature. A strangled snarl ripped from Valeria's muzzle as her eyes flashed red. "Zirena... I swear on my blood I will find who did this to your mother," she bit out, anger rolling from her coat with no hope for calm. She was much like her father in that sense; she definitely inherited his temper and resolve to see a problem out. "We need to go Zi. Please," she asked her sister, taking a much softer tone as she nudged her muzzle against the small female. It may not have looked like it to any outsider, but Valeria was blood related to the tiny wolf. She took care of her family first, and everyone else could be damned. Hell, she had not even acknowledged that Aurelia was there. She did not deserve to be here. This was a situation for family to handle, and yet she was intruding.

Unfortunately, Val had never suffered the loss that death brings about. She did not know how to handle with the situation. Anger and bewilderment were the two emotions that reigned most prevalent, and she could not find a way to sooth the beast inside her. She knew this was no accident. Someone had maliciously targeted Descai, and she would be sure that he, she, or they paid the blood price for their sins. No one came after Val's family and lived to tell the tale...

Word Count: 585 words
Muse: Surprisingly good
Tags: Zirena & @aurelia
Notes: I hope you don't mind that I tossed her in here.

[Zirena]

When Aurelia came out of the foliage that surrounded where Zirena was laying, she listened to the female from Angel's litter sputter out speech. Zirena couldn't respond. Her throat was choked with tears and sadness. All she could do was look at the blue eyed female with tears in her own golden eyes that signified her heritage. She knew that the other female was at a lost just as she was. Should she burry the body? She wanted to. She didn't want anyone else to see her mother in her current condition. It had still not sunk in yet that she was actually dead. She feared telling her oldest half-brother, Ryker. His temper was worse than her own and she feared his reaction. Although fear was never something that Zirena allowed others to see. She had to work her tail off just so others didn't see her as the "weakest link" or one to be messed with. Zirena had a temper of her own, no doubt. When it came out, it was nasty but she hadn't met many wolves that had made her so angry that she would lash out. The only wolf to ever to that was Rurik. Just the thought of his name sent a sour taste on her tongue. How she hated that bastard. Zirena was not one who forgave quickly. She had inherited that from her father. She held grudges and it was difficult for her to accept apologies. Aurelia, on the other hand, wasn't so bad. At least the female refrained from calling her names and taunting her. She wished that Rurik would just drop dead. She wished that he could have been the one who had gotten his life taken away and not her mother. Some may say that her view on the light coated male was extreme and they would be underestimating it.

She didn't speak to Aurelia. She didn't know what to say. Should she ask her for help? As if she had any idea about how to handle a situation like this any better than she did. She did acknowledge her however by keeping eye-contact with her the best that she could through her burning eyes. She heard another wolf approaching. she knew it was Valeria by her smell but if she hadn't, she could have easily mistaken her for her father. It was a bit scary how alike the two were not only in physical appearance but also, in personality. Zirena was pretty observant when it came to others. She naturally felt when a wolf wasn't being genuine with her and she could easily see differences that went up like red flags in her mind.

Valeria was probably her favorite sister. She was the one that Zirena knew the best and was the closest to. Her sister's words were angry when she spoke. "I'm going to help you." It wasn't a question, it was a statement. She wasn't going to allow this monster to win. No. A life for a life. However, the life of her mother was much more valuable than the life of whatever scum had done this to her family. Whether she had to search the whole island or whether the pack was going to launch an attack on the attacker, Zirena would be a part of the destruction of the monster. This was her mother. She would avenge her death.

Zirena nodded as Valeria suggested that they leave. Valeria was more of a leader than Zirena was but again, nothing she would ever admit. Zirena trusted her younger, larger, half-sister. She seemed like she had a plan and that she always knew what she was doing all the time. It was something that Zirena envied. She wished she would have been better at handling tough situations. But there were also things that Zirena did better and she tried to remember those things. The last thing she wanted was to resent her sister for things that she was not at fault for. Zirena was an excellent tracker. Her hunting training had come to a stop since Shayde disappeared but she was bound and determined to continue. She would need those skills to hunt down her mother's killer. She was also going to need someone with more mass than she had, like Valeria. She was assuming that this was a larger wolf and although Zirena was a decent fighter for her size, she was no match for a wolf Valeria or Ryker's size.

She rose herself from the ground and shook the dirt from her pelt. She dried the tears from her eyes. She wasn't done mourning yet but she couldn't just lay there with a murderer on the loose. That was one thing about Zirena. She was determined and stubborn and she got things done. Her black paws trotted along the ground. Mission accepted.

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@aurelia and Valeria
Notes: welp..I guess Zirena is going after Yahvi at some point x.x
Muse: ehh...it's alright for writing it at 10 o'clock at night.  

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Sadness and grief continued to creep into the little wolfess's heart, and Shayde wasn't even her mother. Aurelia couldn't even imagine how Zirena must've been feeling when she had discovered the smelly, rotting carcass that used to be her mother. That body, although it used to have a spirit inside of it, used to comfort Zirena and make her feel safe, and now it was doing the exact opposite. She yearned to approach the clearly heartbroken femme that couldn't even utter out a word through her own sadness and comfort her like her mother would have done if she was still alive. However, the young canine wouldn't dare do so. The news of Shayde's passing was still raw in Zirena's brain; it hadn't yet been allowed to heal properly. Plus, Aurelia just wasn't the kind of pup who would comfort every living creature in need. Sure, she might aid one of her brothers if they were upset, but even this was rare. The large amount of pure cruelty in which her litter was treated had caused her to feel little empathy for those who were not blood related to her. When she did, she wasn't sure how to react.

Instead of physically comforting Zirena, the blue eyed pup decided that the next best thing would be to silently mouth the words, "I'm here for you," clearly enough so the older puppy could understand. During devastating situations such as this one, Aurelia assumed that this was what should be said. If the princess wanted physical comfort, she wouldn't think twice about helping in any way possible. She just wasn't one to offer this up on her own. The reason she had said these four words without a sound was because she could smell - and hear - the approach of Valeria and she didn't want these words to be heard by that monster. Angel's daughter had a strong disliking for the ginormous female. She had disrespected the underdeveloped wolf and her family on several occasions and never seemed to have a single word of kindness for anyone other than her family. Although a wave of annoyance and anger had begun to settle over her at the appearance of Vor's other daughter, she wouldn't let it show. This was no time to begin a debate about pack politics and whose family was more deserving than whose. Shayde was dead.

The way that Valeria ignored her like she was nothing but a speck of dust irked the little female greatly, but she tried to pretend like nothing was bothering her. The large black wolf was quick to decide that she would hunt down whoever had committed this crime, and Zirena had quickly agreed to help. Knowing that the female with the golden muzzle probably didn't want her company on this important mission, Aurelia considered the idea of slipping away from the clearing at that very moment. She could continue her life of being looked down upon, though ignoring this, and remain with her mother, Rurik, and Daeron. However, the small female's adventurous mind thought otherwise. Quickly, she replied in a confident voice, "I'll help as well." Anyone who knew anything about Aurelia would know that she was stubborn as hell. Even if Valeria didn't wish for the "useless," "weak" mutt to tag along on her mission to avenge the death of Descai's beta, she would still go with her.

When Valeria suggested that the two half sisters would leave, she followed them. Her mind wandered to what the next few months would be like. Clearly, although Aurelia would love to, fighting in battle with the murderers of Shayde would not suit her tiny structure and weak bones. On the flip side, her minuscule body was quiet and quick when the young wolf moved. She was rather skilled with picking up scent trails, too. She could easily be some sort of spy! The growing canine reminisced about the times of pup hood when she and her brothers would pretend to be spies. But this coming ordeal would be nothing like that. She would need to be stealthy enough to retrieve inside information about whatever group was killing Descai wolves and report back to Valeria, Zirena, and whoever else wanted to destroy those evil wolves. Aurelia would certainly bring up this spy idea to Valeria at some point. The blue eyed femme needed to prove to her that she wasn't worthless anymore.

tags :: Zirena Valeria
notes :: sorry this is sucky. my first version was wiped out when my laptop went crazy, so I had to restart. <3