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Post by Drakov on May 4, 2015 0:24:53 GMT
(Possibly Misdated)
Cinnema had given birth a couple of days ago to six mysterious little balls of fur that cried and ate a lot, and while she knew absolutely nothing about the things or what exactly she was supposed to be doing, protective instincts kept mommy very close. In fact she had hardly left the back of the den where they were stashed except to drag herself up and lick dew from the grass in the mornings and afternoons to keep herself somewhat hydrated. Not that. It was much effective. But she didn't like the thought of them being alone and unprotected. Surely they wouldn't be, secluded as they were over in the absolute corner of the den, but don't try to tell her that. Cin gazed at little babies curled up and sleeping for now. Geez this was not something she had foreseen happening. Shaking her head softly she somewhat carefully moved away from them to get up and wander to the entrance to the den, ignoring a whimper of protest from one of the creatures. With a much aggrieved sigh she'd sit in the light, tilting head back to just soak up the sun. Kids are annoying.
Zodiak let out a soft sigh as he slowly made his way back to the den. He'd been away for what seemed like a month since he'd fought drakov. It wasn't out of fear but just to heal. He knew with drak being a little unpredictable the chances of his wounds being made worse would be higher. The kid looked rough, fur had lost it's gleam and the edges of ribs could be seen along his side. He hadn't been eating during the time of his absence; a combination of loss of appetite and the injury to his jawline making him a little fearful to try. That was all said and done now but the boy lacked the energy to try and catch anything for the moment. Head was hung low and dull amber eyes gazed forward as he lumbered on. The newly healed marks that streaked across his face seemed to age the pup; giving him a less friendly appearence. That and the fact that the ear the marks led to was no longer existant. Now it was just a fur-edged hole in the side of his head. That was sure to throw his hearing off a bit. As he neared the den he noticed the lighter female posted at the entrance. Something seemed off about her--maybe it was just him. He slowly padded up to her, extending his nose to take in her scent. Something strange lingered on her fur, a scent he was unfamiliar with. Eyes gazed up at her in question, a slight wag of his tail being offered, "you ok..?"
Drakov: Pale marhmellow had taken to the mountains as of late. A mix of pure enjoyment, what with the snow and cool breeze that flushed down the slopes. It was quit the journey, but. Damn was it worth it. Plus, he was oh to curious what prey it had to offer. The herds were in sight, but that was purely due to there high vantage point. And dragging a kill up hill was a lot harder than .. well throwing one down it! Anywho. Trip was quite successful in terms of information, but actually catching something?? Jeez, when was the last time he'd done anything in snow terrain.. A couple years! He'd completely forgot just how hard it was to maneuver through the terrain, and thus his travels ended with only a few hares in tow. Blood masked the scent of newborn child for a time, but once sights had settled on the expecting woman from a distance, the smell plagued his senses. It made his nose scrunch up, and a feint growl echo out around his full mouth. Not that either of the two present would know from this distance.. Male snorted and pressed forward, hares dropped a few feet off so that he might inspect the two. They'd both been unseen for awhile. Though Cin was likely just bad timing. Nose poked and proded the young male first. Trailing along his body and ending at his decently healed wound. Hrm. Shocker he hadn't died. "You 'ave taken poor care of yourself. You must eat." Head would tilt to jesture towards the stack of hares, before sights shifted to the woman. Disgruntled look ever present. He'd stiff about the woman as well, though eyes found themselves drawn to the dens entrance. Staring, locked, hard and cold for a reason he didn't even know exactly.But atleast by the end of his inspection he took the time to give a almost loving lick to the top of her head before rump settled to the ground. "So?" Like this was some kind of business get together.. Like she was sent to infultrate a company and steal something for him, for him to do with as he pleased. Rather than.. You know.. Bringing life into the world! Regardless of her words, he'd turn in place and motion her towards the food as well. Lip curling to address Zod, assuming he was near the pile, he'd nose a hare Cin's way and flop onto the other two. "Where 'ave you two been, by ze way?"
Cinnema just sat there for a quiet minute, basking in the sun, letting peace wash over her for a moment. Of course she didn't expect it to last. It never did around these parts, not with these wolves and now not remotely likely with a litter thrown into the mix. But a moment was nice. Short reverie was broken by the sound of approach, eyes opening and pushing herself up to look taller before she even realized that it was only Zodiak approaching. Not that she relaxed, but nor did she start snarling either. Cin's eyes widened, taking in the appearance of his face and lack-of-ear, for once not snapping even as he gave her a sniff. As long as he didn't come closer, that was. Brow would have been raised at his question, as it seemed she should've been the one asking him such a thing. "Did Drakov get to you, boy?" she'd ask, just curious and not spiteful in the least. Surprisingly. Gaze shifted to Drak's approach, ears pressing forward a little. It was probably painfully obvious her protective instinct was into overdrive as she didn't make any movement away from the spot where she stood, almost guarding. Cin quickly looked to the food, however. Food was always good.. She tilted her head ever so slightly at his one word question. So, what, exactly? "They're fine. All six." Slightly squinty look came across her face; she was still much uncertain about them..and they were so little and frail. She didn't know what to think, but that she wished to protect them so that was about it. Jaws snapped toward offered food as it was pushed near her, dragging it close and laying down upon her stomach to eat. Hungry momma, mm.
Drakov: Despite giving dual attention to both, his focus was clearly more so on Cin. For.. obvious reasons. Zod's health was in concern, but it didn't compare in the slightest to what lay within the dark corners of the den. Suddenly there home felt less relaxing and more.. More.... Well honestly he didnt know. It was unsettling. Though, to be frank, that was probubly solely due to his lack of certainty on what he felt to do about it. Not so much the pups themselves. He'd never really though into something, never really cared. He simply did what he deemed fit and handled whatever backlashing came with it with an iron fist. But this? This was different. Cin's tense protective demeanor being duely noted, it braught confrontation into his mix of thoughts. Hrm. "Six?" Gaze blunk a time or two, brows furrowing in thought. For whatever reason he hadn't thought about there being... so many... All he ever knew was him and his brother. So when it came to thinking about the little shits, he couldn't picture more than two. But six?? Male snorted, dismissing the idea. Paws seperated the two remaining hares, pulling one into his chest to chow down himself as they talked. Though.. it was likely just him wanting to talk. Odd as that was, he didn't usually care to talk. "What do you vant to do with zem?" Awkward question.. but he was curious. He was content to just kill them off, and frankly that was still a possibility. But, he'd never had or seen babies apart from his puppy life. To which.. They were nothing but rivals and food. Honestly these were no different. They would be the futures rebels, someone else he'd have to knock in the face and keep in check. Or he'd just eat them now and get his fill. But apparently the brothers didn't have usual logic. So he was curious as to what everyone else usually did with these... things..
Cinnema tilted her head slightly in a half response to his repetition of the number. Yup. That was how many little things she'd had to give attention to over the past few days. They didn't do much honestly but they were annoying and exhausting. Making sure they were all perfect etc, it apparently took work. Who would've guessed? How nice it would've been for there to be someone else to at least say hey this is how it is. Pfft. Cin would make quick work of the yummy insides of the kill she was given, the best parts swallowed first then on to the rest. Not that it would last long honestly, and she could probably eat so much more too after this. Again, took effort! She'd lick her bloodied muzzle and look back up again. All dem questions geez. And answers she didn't know. Pondering, she turned her eyes to look into the den, quick sniff if only to assure herself they were okay. Pale lady turned her head back again to Drakov. "What do you mean, what do I want to do with them?" It was a strange question that frankly ruffled her fur. Getting rid of them hadn't even crossed her mind. "They're here now. It's not like I'm going to abandon them," she said with a slight snort as if the answer was obvious. Yeah she realized that the boys didn't think exactly the same way as she did, but. None of them had hardly a clue about kids, either. So how could she guess that they'd be perfectly fine with eating the helpless furballs?
Zodiak was still a tad puzzled at the numerous scents that wafted from not only cin, but the den as well. The scents sseemed familiar yet unique and the pup couldn't help but twitch his nose quickly, taking in all the scents. He'd give a slight smirk at cin's question, "Yea, that was fun..." his sarcasm lingered with a hint of the anxiety that still clouded his thoughts about that day; how horribly he'd lost that battle. It'd changed him as a wolf, however. That day he was forced to grow up; no longer a child at mind but instead a more mature version of himself. Surviving ear flicked at Draks approach. His body tensing as his nose thoroughly inspected him. Gaze directed to him as he spoke and zodi let out a nauseating sigh, clenching his teeth together. He hadn't eaten much more than a few bugs and some berries since the fight. The thought of food seemed to make him feel sick but he had a feeling it was due to the fact he'd been neglecting his stomach. His gaze shifted to the hares and as the smell wafted through his nostrils he thought he'd be sick. Head lowered and a heavy, hacking cough was expeled at the dirt, fangs baring partly as he licked at his lips. Zodi sighed and slowly moved towards the food, knowing the only way he'd feel better is if he forced himself to eat something. He'd grab a smaller one and lay close by with it between his forelegs. He stared at the blank gaze of the animal, wanting to tear into it but having difficulty as if he were grossing himself out. Zodi's gaze shifted to drak for a moment as he was questioned. He averted his gaze before answering, "Resting..." he said quietly, "not far from here.." he turned his attention back on the rabbit and with much effort, tore into its gut. He figured eating the softer insides would be easier. After a few bites he paused, listening to the conversation between cin and drak. They're fine? Six? what to do with them? THEM??? what the hell were they talking about? Was this maybe the smell that lingered so tightly to Cin? Did she have babies?? Damn he really had been gone long, and his thoughts of her previously had also been correct. Zodi wasn't really sure about pups, he had been one not long ago, true, but without a mother figure he really didnt know what to expect. All he could picture was miniture versions of cinnema. His stomach had settled with the small amount of food he'd eaten and he was wretching at the idea of eating anymore for now. This would be a gradual process for him--getting back to eating. So for now he'd reach down and grab what remained of the hare up in his jaws and rise to move toward cin. He lowered his head and dropped it at her paws "er.. for--kids" he said akwardly before moving to a spot on the rocks nearby to lay.
Drakov: Zod's words caused ear tuft to twitch, not that it could be seen but.. It was another of those scenarios he hadn't contemplated being... a deal.. So as far as why Zod needed time away, or why he w as so off welp. He hadn't the slightest clue. Far as he was concerned they'd left on good standings. Gaze lingered over the male for a momment, following him as he motioned towards Cin and offered up his meal. Out of curiosity for one, and of course out of claim. Cin was his, and while he hadn't realized the intensity of his own guard over her just yet, it was still there. If only the poor babies had such a thing going for them. BAHA. No the only other one in that catagory was Vadimir, brother dearest was at the absolute top of it all, no less. Speaking of.. Where was that crazy bastard? Head tilted to peer out across the horizon, though Cin's response braught him back to the topic at hand.Tongue flicked across bloodied lips, hind feet shifting to poke out at his side. "No, not abandon. Kill zem. What use are zey? Are zey not small and helpless?" He and his brother were a sight to behold when they were young, but not many were so lucky. So capable. And that was once they were older. He didn't know a lot about newborns but he knew enough to know they were just begging for a preditor to get them for the next two months. "Besides, iz just more mouths to feed. Do you honestly think zey can survive?" Bah. Nothing but a burden.
Cinnema turned her gaze to acknowledge Zodiak and his comment about the incident in which he'd evidently got his face torn up. Well, geez, if he was going to act dismissive like that, he would probably get some more beatings before he learned a bit more. Hell, far as she was concerned, she didn't much care what happened to him, not hardly knowing anything about him whatsoever. Of course she wasn't trying to, but. Not long and Cin's rabbit was torn to pieces and the pile of fur lay discarded at her paws. Not without obvious movement did she flinch slightly as Zodi approached her with his offering, lip curling a little instinctively. Too close, boy, watch it or she'd give you something to sulk about too. Assuming he backed up a bit, and noticing that Drak moved closer to, she managed to relax a bit. A snort made itself known. "They won't eat this yet.." Nope, the shits were content to tug and abuse her teats until they were satisfied. Instead, if Drakov didn't attempt to take it, she'd start on eating that too. Her ears pressed up and forward at the Russian male's response. "Kill them?" she stared. Nonono. "Maybe they'll survive, maybe not. But you'll never know if they'll be any use later if you end them now." She ducked her head to lick the side of the kill, green eyes peering up at him from the corners of her eyes. "You forget I carried those things that you made. What's the point if you just kill them?" Tone dripping near-sarcasm but a hint of warning. And yet she was looking up at him, no hint of tension, just..attempting to trust. Not that she necessarily realized that. If he made no further move toward the den she'd nom on the bunny more, but if he did she'd likely stand and attempt to guard once more. Zodi was pretty much a non-threat in her eyes honestly so long as he kept distance.
Zodiak turned his gaze back to cin at her comment about the pups not eating the meat. Shrug. Whatever he wasn't gonna eat the damned thing either way. "Then you eat it." he said rather cooly before slumping onto his side with a huff. He was rather grumpy today, not like himself at all. Most likely from the lack of food, his brain seemed to be functioning at half mast. On top of it all, in his absence he'd missed out on seeing Nida. He was really hoping she'd be around right now but her not being here didn't help. He was downright depressed. Ear twitched at drak's comment and zodi quickly rolled back onto his belly. A low growl rose in his throat, inaudible to the others. Zodi wasn't all that concerned about children fathered by the two crazies but he'd never wish death on them. Besides, what if him and nida had babies? would they be in danger too if this was to persist? Zodi knew in that case he'd risk his life for them and he pondered what he'd do for cin's pups. Would he sit by and watch if drak so decided to attempt on their lives? or would he try to step in? Ha! what would he do to defend those pups? Drak just got done kicking his arse and his missing ear was proof. Still, he felt he should do something and at least try to spare his ears the mournfull howls of a mother who's lost her children. "you know drak..." he spoke up "They could be usefull to you, alive" maybe turning the convorsation away from their immediate death would spare the kids.
Drakov: Remains of his own hare were nudged to the side, not particularly concerned with food at the momment. "I don't care if zey are of use later, right now zey are nossing but a burden. I do not give freely. If zey live, zey 'ave to earn it like everyone else." Live wasn't free. Food and protection wasn't free. You had to take it, to earn it. To fight for it. How could something so small and pathetic do any of those things? Bah. And if he let them live until they were old enough to do so, then what? Hng. "Atleast wit' zem dead we 'ave more to eat." brows furrowed, shifting to Zod as he tried to defend the situation. Though he didn't give an sort of dark glare or hostile look. Frankly, despite his words, SO FAR he was being really relaxed about the entire conversation.
Cinnema too paused with her meal to focus on the discussion of whether the pups lived or didn't live. Hm. Her eyes narrowed a little bit as topic was further laid out. "They haven't done anything to cause us any trouble so far, and as far as I know there aren't many who come near this place, so they aren't causing problems. I'm the only one who needs to give them attention at the moment," she attempted to point out. Keep it or leave it. She rolled her shoulders in a soft shrug, really only keeping the argument because she thought it pointless for her to have the burden of carrying those shits and being fat just for them to be killed not long after birth. "Let them push one another to live, then." Natural selection, the stronger of the kids would survive. Duh. Cin's attention swung briefly to Zodiak, but for the most part he was ignored. Frankly his opinion wasn't welcome in the matter, they weren't his kids and she didn't trust him anyway. A pointed look was given to Drak. "They wouldn't eat meat, yet?, and when they do they could earn it." She was being rather laid back about it. As long as no one attempted to physically harm them..then she was fine. Not that she really thought she could convince Drakov to let them be, but if it took a little bit of bargaining then cool.
Zodiak huffed and half rolled his eyes at drak's comment, plopping his head down on the rock between his paws. He couldn't understand what was so wrong with pups. Once they were old enough he could teach them to hunt or something and then more food for everyone. Whatever. eyes shifted from the convorsation to scan the surrounding area. He wasn't really interested in these two, not at the moment anyways. Ear flicked occationally listening to their back n forth about the life of the pups. Zodi still felt he may try to help if he had to but at the same time Cin had given him no real reason to. Random twitch had him sit up rather quickly, hind leg furiously scratching at the spot where his ear used to be. Damnit. When he was through his eyes would momentarily shift to drak in a sort of ~your fault~ sort of gaze before looking away.
Drakov: Front paws crossed, head craning back in contemplation. A trial of sorts? Jostle it out amongst themselves, just as the brothers had to. Perhapes not the way Cin was thinking... BUT. Still. Being there spawn , at the very least if they did this the survives would clearly be far more like him and Vadimir than anyone else. "Fine. I will let zem live for now, but once zey are big enough to start proving zemselves, I expect you to inforce it aswell. Understood?" There'd be no leeway given by mother, nono. He'd kill them right there. Body then arched up, stretching him before sights settled on the last of the hares. He'd nose it over to piggy who clearly seemed as though her stomuch had suddenly turned into a bottomless pit. "I expect to see zeem soon." When? He didn't know?? He didn't know how they aged, when he'd be capable. When they'd be capable. But he still wanted to see. Attention then shifted to Zod, judgemental look washing over him. "Und you.. You faught well, Zod. So why do you neglect yourself so? Pick up your balls and get your shit together, or you'll become as useless to me as zey puppies." Afterall, what good was a boney corpse who could barely keep on it's own feet and did nothing but sulk. "I intended to teach you a 'sing or two, how to fight. But zere is no way you will last in zat condition." Snap to it boy! So much for his calm laid back attitude. Not that he was being aggressive, or anything. But casual conversation(well casual for him) had ceased, and now he was getting strict and serious.
Cinnema probably wasn't thinking the way he was, but as far as she knew it was acceptable. "Alright," she'd respond, stretching front legs in front of her briefly. At next statement and offering of another rabbit she would stand and very briefly wander- what, a few steps?- to Drak's side and brush side of her face against his head before turning to collect foods and make her way back into the den to waiting children. "Soon," was her only response before wandering to tend to children who would seem to have gotten to keep their lives for now.
Nida came from her cover at long last. Since the .. oh so wonderful gift bestowed upon her by a gracious - and certain .. sigh!- someone, she was permanently sneering to the world. The wound healed with time and meticulous care; not that she would be negilent as to let bacteria and the nasty to get in the open wound, no, bring on an infection. A canine juts out from where flesh ought to cover it, and the injury reached the moist flesh of her nose, quivering at the scent of blood and other smells. She caught a chunk of the converstion affirming what she suspected from the very beginning. She sits down and eyes the boys remaining. " How many?" was her first question, after proffering a look to both
Zodiak gazed off across the territory, not really focused on anything, his own mind drifting away and back as the lack of nutrients was begining to take it's toll. A series of words that at first seemed a dull humm finally focused as his mind came to. Zodi sharply turned his gaze to drak who'd been lecturing him. It took a moment but the words soon registered and zod wrinkled his nose and huffed through his nostrils. He rose to all fours and gave a solid, full-body shake, leaving a small cloud of dust to drift in the air around him. "I'm fine." the hint of a growl on his tongue "i'm just not hungry." the topline of his muzzle started to wrinkle but movement caught his eye and he quickly turned to see Nida approaching. Oh thank god. He rushed to her side and pressed his forehead into her cheek rubbing for a moment before excitedly licking at the side of her muzzle. "six, i think.." he'd say before proceding to sniff at her. It'd been what seemed like ages since he'd seen her. Then something caught his attention as he moved to her other side. Zodi eyed her muzzle for a moment then shifted his gaze to her own, question lingering heavily between them. "nida..." he whinned and if she'd allow it he'd lick at her maw in an attempt to comfort.
Drakov: Cin's departing affections were met with a single stiff lick across her features, before he directed his attention back to Zod. Hrm. This boy.. Nub of a tail flicked, lip curling though no sound came forth. It was mostly a gesture to himself, displeased with his own thoughts. Though. Nida's presence broke him free of all that. Gaze settled on the female, head tilting mildly to the side to take in the skeptical, her torn up muzzle and Zod's sudden change in demeanor. Single brow rose curiously, a blank look on his mug until finally a smirk replaced it. "Is zat is boy? Nida?" A light laugh followed his words, body shifting to stand and offer a shake before he pushed into the duos space to inspect the woman he'd seen so little of since her wounding. "Atleast you know how to 'ake a beating. Far better zan zis boy, da?" Her physical state had dwindled in the slightest. Her wounds had healed over nicely, and she didn't.. so far.. seem to much different than normal! "Where'you been anyvay eh girl? Cin 'as--.. " Oh right. Realization sinking in again. Humored attitude went stiff for a momment, eyes settling on the dark entrance of the den. It didn't last, pushed away by a shake of hed and a snort. "Cin 'as had six, da." Why so fucking many?? Was it because both brothers had gone at it? ..... Oh.. Wait he hadn't thought of that either!? Whose were they? Were they his, Vadimir's, or both? Was that possible? Jesus fuck.. Why was this shit so complicating.
Nida folded her haunches to a tentative squat, her eyes on the flagrant white there for a space of moments, but nothing serious to note. Okay, sit up, speak up. " I ..." then she falls silent, gawking at the worse for wear Zodi; his ear was gone, and on top of that, he no longer looked to be in his prime state. He looked sick. Drak's comment was lost on her, as she fought to climb out the remnant of disorientation. The ghoulish groan parting her jaws chased the effects of a sleep from her person as she fluffed her dark fur and eyed approaching Zod, frowning. Her ears folded back, and moderately dipped her head in a terribly small bow to his nuzzling. But as he spoke of her wound she grew self conscious, if for a moment, " I will live." It was all she could supply in the moment. Nida nipped his nose playfully -- he was a quirky fellow. " Shouldn't you be taking care of yourself, silly?" The light humor escapes her for but a nanosecond, as Drak spoke with accosting words, " thanks." ... guess. " Hunting and marking the territory," and maybe thinking about pina colada and getting caught in the rain. Her focus flops to the other, brushing her face into his throat.
Zodiak was lost in his little slice of heaven, feeling half better since nida arrived. Perhaps it also had to do with the partial rabbit he ate. Nida's words had him feeling a tad guilty. He really shouldn't have allowed himself to get to this point, especially having to be around drak again, who knows when the next scuffle will be. He smiled at her and elevated his posture so he didnt look so... well rough. "i'll be alright" he said returning the nip to her nose. Moment was abruptly cut short as drak pushed his way between them. RUDE! Zodi felt himself tense and a growl seeped between clenched teeth. Unable to fight it off zodi forced a sneeze and averted his gaze. It seemed Drak knew just how to push every button he had, which wasn't good considering he had a lot over zod. His comment had zodi's nose wrinkling and unbeknownst to him, the tips of his fangs flashed. Perhaps it was his head not being in the right place that he wasn't fully aware of his posture; tail slightly arched and eyes locked on the male. Or maybe it was something else (like plain stupidity). With everything going on in his head at the moment, it was no surprise that nida's touch shocked him. He dropped all posture and nuzzled her, eyes still watching the white male that lingered close by. Hopefully he hadn't noticed.
Drakov: Nub of a tail swayed mildly behind him, almost enjoying the humorous conversing to be had. Maybe it was just because it kept his mind off Cin and the little shits. Yes that was probubly it, considering how quick he'd taken to it all. Like what happend prior hadn't at all. And ohlook. Zod decided to be a doll and make it even better! Why thank you Zod. Attitude was immediately noted, and caused brow to quirk and grin to spread wide. Swaying tail lifted but kept at it's even flow, teeth baring themselves in his smile. Not the same dominant attitude he often portrayed, for good reason. Gaze flicked to Nida for a second before shifting back to the lad. 'What's zey matter boy?" Oh what better a time to dangle temptation and realization infront of someones face then right now? Little growl echoed out as paws carried him circular around the duo, staring down Zod like he were prey focused more on digging at snow in attempts to find grasses that didn't exist. Oblivious as ever to him lerking in the shadows preped and ready to slaughter him where he stood. But instead.. Instead of attacking him, poor little Nida was taken advantage of. As he veered back around, 'marshmellow' of a male reared up to hook paws around the girls hips and yanked her into his frame. Not at all attempting to actually .. ya know. Do anything.. No no he wanted to piss this little boy off. Jaws would snap out at any protesting Nida had to offer, but unless she did his attention was focused on the lad. Not that she could do much anyway. Had he managed to get a hold, she'd be pretty locked in place. And boy did his look say everything on his mind. Fucking pussy. What you gonna do about it?!
Nida gave Zod the look every man know to fear. " Uh huh, " was the response to his dismissal. He can say and assure her all he likes, Nida wasn't having none of that. Oh no, nope. His strained posture warranted a nip at his ear but stayed wordless. It wasn't a good idea, not in the shape he was in, as Drak was no longer emaciated nor weak as before. The dominance display he demonstrated didn't help either! Ears lean back flat against her head and tail took to a spastic spasm to his nuzzle, tongue flaccid on the side of ajar mouth. Not for long, though; because quickly the calm was disturbed as Drak took distracted Nida by surprise! Her brows raise, tail and ears tucked, but teeth bared as she curled her torso so as to look at Drakov hanging up there .. on her back. " Get off," she pinned that austere stare upon him. Nida did not like him, she preferred Vad to Drak out of the twins, if only because he's a ghost and never bothered her. Go ahead, her body is ready.
Zodiak's eyes remained ever-focused on drak. In his position of having nida nuzzled into him, it gave him the feeling of -mine- and it burned in his eyes like wildfire. Drak's change in demenor was enough for zodi to know he noticed. Shiiit. He tensed a little, preparing himself for the worse. Ears would shift back, or to say his one ear did, and he felt his fur prickle at drak's question. You know damn well...He glared, eyes following him as he circled. Strange.. zodi swore he'd try and attack him. It was then he was able to once again surprise zod, and in the worst way possible. He was on her, his girl. Lips peeled to expose awaiting fangs and tail lifted, this time intentionally. There was no way he was going to let him get away with this--not nida. She'd done nothing wrong. Heavy growl poured from his jaws as he cut to the left to circle 'round where drak was. Jaw parted slighly and it seemed they were in the same position as they were in the last fight (that is if this was really a fight). Zodi's eyes flighted up and down drak, seeking weakpoints, and considering his position, he had quite a few. Several options played out but one kept coming back--payback. Now would be the perfect time, it'd also be asking for a deathwish. Zodi never wanted to be above drak, but he also wanted him to know that he was no pushover. Head would give a shake leading down the fur that linned his spine. He paced slowly around behind the 'pair' to the other side, eyeing drak with a hateful glare before veering back to to give him a peice of his own. Teeth bared, zodi shifted his weight behind drak, pressing his chin against his spine as he hoisted himself up into a wolfy 3-way, hooking him the same way he'd hooked nida. Jaw parted and he let out a loud snarl as if 'get off' wasn't enough. This may not have been what drak was expecting, but maybe thats just what he expected him to do.
-Could not complete. Decided on an assumptive finish.
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