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(Okay run through for me please I went to a breaking benjamin, 3 days grace concert lst night so I couldn't get on)

Svetlana looked up at the sky and yawned in boredom, more prone to that ailment than tiredness. Another day.

She picked up her own tiny wieght, and began to walk to the market. Her own stall never opened up until SHE got there.

Of course though, it really didn't matter. Nothing did. And besides, she only sold all that kinky clothing that her brother made. None of her own goods. If she sold anything else, she would have to worry about the fluctuations in the market. And if she was related to anyone else, then she might have to worry about stolen goods. But she wasn't anyone else, and she didn't sell anything else, save maybe a couple of books that she was sick of, or maybe some cookies that she'd baked. And what was the use of stealing those?

When she arrived at the market, things were already underway, people bustling about and calling in thier voices. Like a herd of cattle. Or was it sheep? She mused, and settled down at her own stall, opening the place up, and arranging things on the table. Now, to just wait for business. It was everywhere, let it come to her. She wouldn't hoop and holler for these people - the very same people who couldn't care less if her brother fell off the face of the planet.

The smaller boy found himself smiling at his lover's words, unable to help that he melted when he heard such romanticisms. "Well, first things first, I suppose--you can wait a moment to talk," he said suggestively, his mismatched, dreamer's eyes looking right into the murderous red without a trace of fear or disdain. Really, he loved Alek's eyes--they were very... unique. "Though I know quite well of my father's disposition--he's a hair-trigger, at best."

Amidst the woodland and all its usual splendor, the animals in the trees seemed unusually quiet today; almost as though they knew of the conflict to come, and had felt it running through their veins--like the adrenaline in the elder cat's system as he espied the darkness hanging over the area and thought that this gloom was more welcome than the sun.

You see, not many creatures had the misfortune of being born an albino--but Shadow had been one of the rare few, and the sunlight pained him--but in the stormy grey of days like these, he could travel freely, and move where he pleased.

Heading directly for the council of the wolves, the large cat continued, his size a fair reason for his lack of fear--though he was always wary of an attack, even if he was well-apt to defend himself.

As the council began its arguments against the two, Adanna and Orpheus, for interfering in the orders of the council they seemed to be otherwise out of the area. The werewolves seeked retribution for the four or five of their kind that had been killed while the hydiskal spoke not for Orpheus but for Adanna. Adisa with his booming and demanding voice had chosen to end this conversation before they reached a point where he could do no more. The cloudy gray sky outside and the large gathering of the wolves had caused many of the wild life in the surrounding woods to slink away back into their dens and hide away. As the flaring tempers of the council of wolves began to take over their reason they all stopped and looked to the door of the council room sensing a new being in their presence.

With an incessant blush across his fair cheeks and a laugh in his throat, the smaller purred rather loudly. "Oh, come now! You flatter me too much," the smaller boy urged, clinging to the larger, if only for the contact. "Hm... but what was it that you wanted to tell me?" he asked, his voice a little more serious, though he did adore that smile.

As soon as the room had gone silent, the silver-eyed giant crept inward, completely at ease, even amongst all these predators who surely found his scent to be infuriating. Nevertheless, he walked with confidence--after all, if he got upon his hind legs, he reached well-over ten feet in height.

"Oh, come now, Adiza," the elder cat said to the head of the naturals with a wry sort of smile, his accent as thick as ever. "You voult sta't a meetingk vithout me?"

Adisa looks over to the beastly cat seemingly with ease. "Of course not but they would." Adisa looks back to the group. "Now shall we get this under way?" With the utmost respect for the leader of the naturals all the others keep their silence. "We are not here to decide punishment or retribution, we are here solely for the purpose of finding those who are to blame for the events that have occurred recently. You all may believe it to be myself or the hydiskal leader. This was a plan put into play by a rogue of the races." Adisa pauses and is reluctant to speak the name he knows needs to be said. "The rogue hydiskal Orpheus is the one who has put all of this into play. Please all of you speak now, those who believe that Orpheus is the one who should be held accountable for his actions." Many of the attendants speak for the acceptance of the action, few are against it. "And you?" Adisa looks to the monstrous cat.

Adisa looks at the elder cat with a small amount of hatred, making note of his response the elder seemed to know of the alliance between the hydiskal rogue and himself. "As I said before we are not here to decide punishment." He looks back to the rest of the wolves. "Your vote may change the result."