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She shook her head. "No. I won't. I like you alive," She teased, bumping her shoulder against his. "Now....let me tell you everything that happened while you were paralyzed..."

After she explained everything to Loquie, she let him alone to process the information. She found her brother, Niko. She brushed her muzzle against his in greeting. He made a low sound in the back of his throat, and smiled. "I missed you, lil' sis," He murmured.
"So did I, big bro." She replied. "When did you leave the Hell?"
He shrugged. "After I heard you and dad died. Didn't want to be there, Bayia hated me, and I plain just didn't like it there. At it smells like rotting meat, and everyone has evil skeems."
Sitka laughed softly. "That's the Hell. Where does it smell like rotting meat?"
"Do you want to ask someone to clean up the meat pile?" He cocked an eyebrow at her. "Nope. They'd call you a p***y, then maul you. So, it smells like rotting meat at that corner."
Sitka smiled at her brother. "Niko...go home. Its been a long day. We'll catch up tomarrow. This day...this day has been so stupid, confusing, and stressful." She shook her head, laughing. "Go home, and go get some sleep. I'll come see you in the morning, 'k?"
He nodded, licked her muzzle, then left the clearing. She looked around. Holly was sticking to Bayia like glue. She stared at that for a second, then turned away. She saw Wolfgang, and moved over to him.
"You...please don't leave," She pleaded. "I love all of you. Please don't go."

Sitka smiled up at Wolfgang, and leaned against his side.

Ganla silently watched Achmad talk with the wolves. People didn't notice them, because he had masked their presence. Make it safer. There wasn't much in this world that could pose as a threat against them, but you never knew. And Ganla couldn't be too careful. ninja Ganla saw Holly. She was beside Bayia. On his blind side. He didn't even notice her. He chuckled slightly, his eyes still searching the area. Then the air felt funny. What the....

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Ganla jerked to his feet, and brushed a paw against Achmad, moving him away from the wolves, and towards the portal to the other world place. Someone should name it. Or, if someone did, they needed to inform Ganla. He knew that stirr in the air. He had felt it millions, apon millions of time's durring his life of a Guardian. You thought that Guardian's were there for the first wolves, just so they could make sure the mortal wolves didn't get a sprained ankle, or something? Wrong. They were there to protect them from the Demons. The Demons were beings that hunted and killed all supernatural things, to strengthen themselves. Death of beings as powerful, made them stronger. His head flew around, trying to locate them. Then, at the corner of his eye, he saw him.
Nearly shadowed completly by a tree's darkness, a wolf about the size of a normal wolf, if bigger, stood. His form was shifting, whisping at the edges, like he was made of smoke and shadows. His lava-red eyes burned and swam, the only real looking part of his from. His head was bowed slightly, staring at Ganla, stance threatening.
Ganla roared, and shoved Achmad into the portal, but the Demon cut them off at the last second. He cackled, throwing his head up to the sky. He turned his head to look at Ganla.
"Hello, my old friend. Long time, hasn't it? Finally chose to go back to charity, have you now?" He said. His voice was smooth, inviting, and silky. It wasn't hard to see why so many anichent wolves were so easily lured into the Demons' grasp. This Demon, however, was the worst. He used any method to get what he wanted, while the others simply lured away, then attacked. But no, not Salamatca (Sala, maut, ka). He was sick. Brutal.
"Salamatca." Ganla murmured. "Yes. I chose not to be damned for the last of my endless exsistance. You, however, chose the opposite."
Salamatca cocked his head curiously at Achmad. "Ah. So you've chosen the great Achmad. How..." He smiled softly. "Intriguing. Achmad...I've missed you so. Where are your other Guardian's? Ah, yes, they are with me." He laughed again. "I am especially fond of Konos. He amuses me so,"
Ganla positioned himself more firmly in front of Achmad. "Leave him. Now, you know that I will not let you harm him, much less kill him, I will have to ask you to leave. Without," He said in a low, growling voice, "Harming anyone."
Salamatca nodded slightly. "Oh, but I'm not harming anyone. I am harming Embress,"
Ganla's body froze up, going ridged with shock, and terror. "Embress is dead. I killed her, do you not remember?" His voice was still calm, if not a little annoyed.
Salamatca smiled a deadly smile. "Oh, contrare. I believe you know, that she is standing over there, next to the half blind mortal wolf over there. Now...who do you chose? Achmad....or Embress?"
Salamatca knew indefinetly that Achmad could use nothing against him. Ganla was alone.

Tallahassee sat down in the grass, tears brimming in his eyes. It seems to have been his fault Kodiak was nearly attacked. He was into much of a shock and metal trama, he couldn't even remember his lack of action. He had gone off on his alpha. Not even seeing the true side of the story. It was his fault. His. Not Rudi's. They only thing he saw was Kodiak. Not even reality or his actions, or lack of. Could he apoligise? No. Tallahassee couldn't. He may be lower, but he was not low enough. they only one he had to aplogise to was Kodiak. For many reasons.
Bayia straightened. And sat in the grass, looking at Ruid. "Yes, I know you are to punish you pack. But shouldn't I have the right to protect some thing. My pack, ah. Their fine. Scorn can handle them. And yes. Many deaths have come from he. It is my duty. I kill. I hate. I turn people agenst others. I steal pups. Is that so bad. Its call life." Bayia breathed in the scent of the meadow. It didn't smell like Rudi or the Blood. It smelled like Kodiak and Tallahassee. "No offense, but I do believe this meadow falls just off your terretory. Plus, my brother, the one you tryed to kill, him and Tallahassee have been coming here alot and you have not noticed or cared. It is a small meadow. Nothing really worth shedding blood over. If it not already claimed. This is the small bit of land seperating our two territories. Its a nomans land. Small but it would fit a few wolves. Ones on the run. Needing a place to stay, when alphas turn them down." Bayia on the other hand, would have let any weak weiry wolf into this pack. They where fun targets. It was like freshman. They never lasted more then a week. they mostly just ran off. "Truth?"

Tallahassee didn't know what to say. He stared at the ground, afriad to meet either wolves eyes. If he said no, the Rudi would chase Kodiak away. But if he said yes, then he would be stuck with that ungreatful b*****d.
"I-I-don-don't know." Tallahassee studdered. To much preasure. To many racing thoughts. He felt as if he was going to pass out.
Tallahassee got up and raced past Bayia and Rudi, and ran to the edge of the meadow. Rudi never said he had to be around. "Yes. He can stay." Tallahassee said quietly, but loud enough for his alpha to hear.
He didn't peal away from the meadow like he wanted to do. For some reason he just stood there. Most likely waiting for one of the strong alphas to tear his head off, for a reason non of them knew.