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/> London turned back into human form and stood behind Ira while she talked, making faces at everything she said. Quick and painless is what Ri would do as she looked back to Phoenix.
"He's not my friend by the way. And he has no use to us." She smiled, turned to wolf form and lunged at him. Killing him the same way she did to Silver. Quickly she buried him. She would have done this differently, but Ira said quietly. And for some reason she was listening. She gasped as she heard barks and howls. 'Better hurry' Ri thought as she bolted in the opposite direction of where Ira and her friends were going. It would stall the enemy pack, she went right through the crowd of wolves, clawing and attacking as they bit at her and ripped her skin and fur apart. Then she dashed away, hearing them coming after her. 'This will give them time to run back' Ri thought as she jumped off of trees and continued to flee. She could hear the growls and snarls, but she was too far away to locate it. Reluctantly, she continued on her way back to camp. Vera saw the patrol returning. "Whose this" she growled glaring at the young male. "Yo!" Xiomara swept an over dramatic bow then took Vera's hand a kissed it, "a pleasure to meet you properly of mightiest of female Alphas." Ira rolled her eyes.
"Vera," she took Xiomara by the scruff of his neck and dragged him back, "this is Xiomara, he's the Northern Alpha's son. He's got some valuable information and he's promised to help us."
Grinning, he nodded, "Yep! I know why the war started and everything."
Before anyone attacked him, he quickly told Vera what he had told Ira. About the Northern Packs real plans, the future attack from the Western Pack and the following betrayal.
"By the way," Ira turned to him, "how do you know all of this?"
Laughing, he waved his hand airily, "Isn't it obvious? I-" blinking, he frowned, "I- um. I... don't... remember. I think I..." His face clearing he nodded to himself, "I probably overheard my father plotting his evil schemes." Ira's brow furrowed; even though it seemed like he was satisfied with his answer, there was something troubling him. London snaps at Xiomara. "You fool! You can't even remember where you learned it from. How can we trust him?!" I growled at him loudly and got ready to pounce again. Ira held up her hand to stop London, "This could be a trick, I know, which is why I'm going to do this," she swung her hand into Xiomara's windpipe, knocking him out. "Now we can get Old miss creepy to have a look at him through hypnosis." Old miss creepy was the name most people used for the shriveled, ancient seer that lived at the top of the rocks. She was said to be able to peer into the future and she was adept at hypnosis. "The ALPHA'S son...." she thought for a moment. She pointed to Ira. "You me him my den meeting NOW" she growled. Wincing slightly, Ira pulled Xiomara's arm round her neck and dragged him to Vera's den. "Hey Jaz!" she called "Could'ya go and get Old miss creepy?" The little girl nodded and bounded up the rocks like a mountain goat. Probably not a good analogy in a den full of wolves. Curious faces looked down and observed the commotion, keen to find out what was going on. An older wolf with silver fur notice something particular and he enter his old friends den for first time in a long time. "Who is in charge here?" he asks say. Everyone seemed to ignore him. I followed Vera and Ira into the den and saw someone else there. "Do you not know anything?! Of course its Vera," I say and turn to Ira. "He may as well be dead. God, what a fiend I can't believe you let him live!"
"What did he do?" she stared at London. At that moment, Jaz came back with a hunched over, wrinkled old crone. Old miss creepy.
"Ira," O.M.C. stared at Ira with milk white eyes, "Ira."
"It's okay," Ira said gently taking her arm, "Vera will tell you what we need." With a forced grin, she propelled the mad old women in Vera's direction. The elder wolf appear to catch lady as she stumbles so quickly he was not noticed until he growled "I see circumstances must be dire if you guys need the "old lady". Now could someone tell me what is going on? and if it is bad do you need my assistance"
"Don't worry," she said brightly, "we're just interrogating someone! Hopefully, we'll get to find out about the Northern Pack."
O.M.C. slowly knelt down beside Xiomara and placed her hands on his head. Her eyes lit up blue as she entered his mind.
"Forget. Forget. We forget. Can't remember." She croaked, speaking Xiomara's central thoughts, "Sing sing sing. Singing. Song. Must remember. Sing a song toward the light." She sang a few bars from an old lullaby, "Father. Father. Secrets. Trapped. Lonely.." Her eyes took on a deeper glow as she skillfully, if oddly, accessed a recent memory, "Trapped. Trapped. Father! Why? Why? Help!" Then the old woman began screaming in her unearthly tones. Horrified, Ira grabbed the old lady by the shoulders and pulled her bodily from Xiomara.
"What the hell was that!?" Ira gasped. The elder wolf followed london and called after her and said "I need your help wait up."
London whip around and looked at the old man in front of her. "What do you want," London snapped. "I am 'The Grey One'. All know me and would be best to be patient with me I am a bit crazed" The Grey One lungeed at her close enough so they were now snout to snout, without even rustling the leaves. "And what I want is to help. But I can not do that until I make sure someone will grab my leash that has been put on by unbreakable spell. It is the only thing keeping me tamer... well not feral." and that is when he did backwards saumersault and landed on his feet in a jester pose. London just rolled her eyes and said, "Whatever."
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"He's not my friend by the way. And he has no use to us." She smiled, turned to wolf form and lunged at him. Killing him the same way she did to Silver. Quickly she buried him. She would have done this differently, but Ira said quietly. And for some reason she was listening. She gasped as she heard barks and howls. 'Better hurry' Ri thought as she bolted in the opposite direction of where Ira and her friends were going. It would stall the enemy pack, she went right through the crowd of wolves, clawing and attacking as they bit at her and ripped her skin and fur apart. Then she dashed away, hearing them coming after her. 'This will give them time to run back' Ri thought as she jumped off of trees and continued to flee. She could hear the growls and snarls, but she was too far away to locate it. Reluctantly, she continued on her way back to camp. Vera saw the patrol returning. "Whose this" she growled glaring at the young male. "Yo!" Xiomara swept an over dramatic bow then took Vera's hand a kissed it, "a pleasure to meet you properly of mightiest of female Alphas." Ira rolled her eyes.
"Vera," she took Xiomara by the scruff of his neck and dragged him back, "this is Xiomara, he's the Northern Alpha's son. He's got some valuable information and he's promised to help us."
Grinning, he nodded, "Yep! I know why the war started and everything."
Before anyone attacked him, he quickly told Vera what he had told Ira. About the Northern Packs real plans, the future attack from the Western Pack and the following betrayal.
"By the way," Ira turned to him, "how do you know all of this?"
Laughing, he waved his hand airily, "Isn't it obvious? I-" blinking, he frowned, "I- um. I... don't... remember. I think I..." His face clearing he nodded to himself, "I probably overheard my father plotting his evil schemes." Ira's brow furrowed; even though it seemed like he was satisfied with his answer, there was something troubling him. London snaps at Xiomara. "You fool! You can't even remember where you learned it from. How can we trust him?!" I growled at him loudly and got ready to pounce again. Ira held up her hand to stop London, "This could be a trick, I know, which is why I'm going to do this," she swung her hand into Xiomara's windpipe, knocking him out. "Now we can get Old miss creepy to have a look at him through hypnosis." Old miss creepy was the name most people used for the shriveled, ancient seer that lived at the top of the rocks. She was said to be able to peer into the future and she was adept at hypnosis. "The ALPHA'S son...." she thought for a moment. She pointed to Ira. "You me him my den meeting NOW" she growled. Wincing slightly, Ira pulled Xiomara's arm round her neck and dragged him to Vera's den. "Hey Jaz!" she called "Could'ya go and get Old miss creepy?" The little girl nodded and bounded up the rocks like a mountain goat. Probably not a good analogy in a den full of wolves. Curious faces looked down and observed the commotion, keen to find out what was going on. An older wolf with silver fur notice something particular and he enter his old friends den for first time in a long time. "Who is in charge here?" he asks say. Everyone seemed to ignore him. I followed Vera and Ira into the den and saw someone else there. "Do you not know anything?! Of course its Vera," I say and turn to Ira. "He may as well be dead. God, what a fiend I can't believe you let him live!"
"What did he do?" she stared at London. At that moment, Jaz came back with a hunched over, wrinkled old crone. Old miss creepy.
"Ira," O.M.C. stared at Ira with milk white eyes, "Ira."
"It's okay," Ira said gently taking her arm, "Vera will tell you what we need." With a forced grin, she propelled the mad old women in Vera's direction. The elder wolf appear to catch lady as she stumbles so quickly he was not noticed until he growled "I see circumstances must be dire if you guys need the "old lady". Now could someone tell me what is going on? and if it is bad do you need my assistance"
"Don't worry," she said brightly, "we're just interrogating someone! Hopefully, we'll get to find out about the Northern Pack."
O.M.C. slowly knelt down beside Xiomara and placed her hands on his head. Her eyes lit up blue as she entered his mind.
"Forget. Forget. We forget. Can't remember." She croaked, speaking Xiomara's central thoughts, "Sing sing sing. Singing. Song. Must remember. Sing a song toward the light." She sang a few bars from an old lullaby, "Father. Father. Secrets. Trapped. Lonely.." Her eyes took on a deeper glow as she skillfully, if oddly, accessed a recent memory, "Trapped. Trapped. Father! Why? Why? Help!" Then the old woman began screaming in her unearthly tones. Horrified, Ira grabbed the old lady by the shoulders and pulled her bodily from Xiomara.
"What the hell was that!?" Ira gasped. The elder wolf followed london and called after her and said "I need your help wait up."
London whip around and looked at the old man in front of her. "What do you want," London snapped. "I am 'The Grey One'. All know me and would be best to be patient with me I am a bit crazed" The Grey One lungeed at her close enough so they were now snout to snout, without even rustling the leaves. "And what I want is to help. But I can not do that until I make sure someone will grab my leash that has been put on by unbreakable spell. It is the only thing keeping me tamer... well not feral." and that is when he did backwards saumersault and landed on his feet in a jester pose. London just rolled her eyes and said, "Whatever."
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Publication Date: 06-14-2012
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Dedication:
Yuri played by moon.writer Ira and Xiomara played by darkfariy London, Silver and Sapphire played by Saphira The Grey One played by smokewriter
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