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 Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2007 11:48 am
[ I never took the time to explain how/why Lilith formed the pack, or why she chose Tabansi, Edgar, and Sandrina to start off with. So here we are XD ]
No one knows what a mother will do to spare her children. What terrible things she must go through just to give them a chance to live. Lilith knew this better then anyone. Oh but she was a young mother, yes she was. Just past her teens and barely into adulthood she found herself with seed planted within her. But it wasn't her fault, of course not. She had to lift her tail because she was told to. In this pack the males were the ones that said what was to be done, and the females did it. Lilith wasn't even mated. She was just some vessel to bear pups to carry on with this sick twisted comradory of wicked wolves.
But, they didn't count on what a mother goes through to protect her offspring. When the time came for Lilith to bear her young she was given special attention and care like all the new mothers were. Plenty to eat and a very comfortable laying position in the den, surrounding by the onlooking males. She could pick out the b*****d that entered her among those wolven faces looking down at her, but it was not her place to say anything to him. Afterall, she was just a female, and females had no say here. So all she could do was clamp her maw down and open herself so that her pups may escape unscathed. Lilith had been chosen to be a birther because her pelt was 'acceptable', her hips were large, as was her body. She would make a fine mother. But once more, no one counted on what steps mothers would take to ensure their young was safe from harm.
The first puppy emerged from her womb. It was....well it was a perfect male pup. It's fur was a rich dark brown with only bits of white in his paws. He had Lilith's eyes and once he emerged completely there were approval mutterings from the surrounding male populace. Then the next puppy came to be and this one too was a sight to behold. A dainty female with motled fur. Acceptable and praised. Lilith was beginning to think some light may be shining down on her. With pups like this, perhaps she would be seen as more then just a vessel. But then....oh woe, and woe again. Then the third pup emerged.
Almost in unison a series of gasps escaped the gathered crowd. Just by that alone Lilith was quite afraid to look down. But look down she did. And when she saw what monstrosity escaped her, she knew, like they all knew, that she was doomed. This pup didn't even look like a wolf! It looked like a rat. There was no skin around it's ears and tail, its fur was course, its two front teeth bugged out, and it even had whiskers! The others wanted to kill him right on the spot. In fact they even tried. For Lilith's sake they would kill the digusting creature she had dubbed 'Edgar' the next morning. However...
No one knows what a mother will do to spare her children
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2007 12:31 pm
Edgar was too young to remember that day. Or maybe he just had a poor memory. When a body was on the run, one day began to bleed into the next. He remembered the blood though, and his sister's small yaps. And the shouts. The screams. Edgar also remembered his mother's face when she grabbed him by the scruff of his neck to drag him away. Her maw was caked with blood. It wasn't his blood, that much he knew. And he didn't think it was her blood either. So whose was it? That he wasn't so sure about. Who knew afterall. Not him. No, not him.
What he did remember was growing up on the run. Of putting one paw in front of the other with his mother constantly encouraging him on. Of course what she took to be 'encouragement', he took to be varied insults thrown at him to make him go faster. There was nothing encouraging about it. But all the same, Edgar continued on with sister and mother. Time went on and they became teens. It was then that their mother found them a place to stay. A nearby pack. But, this was a very superstitious pack. At the sight of Edgar they wanted nothing to do with the three travelers. But, Lilith had a way with words and despite how burly she was, she still looked appealing. The teen Edgar did not know what happened then, but his mother and their pack's alpha went a ways away. After a while they both returned and the three of them were allowed to stay.
Had he known what sacrifice his mother did that night then maybe he would have listened to her more. Further more, maybe he wouldn't have killed anyone.
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2007 1:32 pm
Sandrina thought dead things were really gross. But, her brother seemed to like them. He would often bring home dead rats, dead birds, dead squirrels, all kinds of gross and disgusting things. Their mother, Lilith, often warned them that this was uncalled for. Especially the dead rats. They carried disease their mother warned. But Edgar didn't listen. Out for revenge for those that bullied him he would set dead disgusting creatures near the sleeping wolves that picked on him. When they woke, oh what a fright it would be! Sandrina thought this was stupid. She knew that she was stupid, afterall her mother often told her she was, so did her brother at times, and the other wolves all the time. But she still knew this act was really dumb. Edgar was gross. So was his stupid dead rats.
But, one night one of the wolves died. It was something, a bad something. He spat out blood and had sores. All kinds of horrid things. Then another wolf died, and another. Sandrina didn't know what was going on. Or why. But someone had said it might be the dead rats. Then everyone said that. And then everyone was very very angry. At Edgar for one. But, especially at Lilith for 'bringing this plague upon them'. If that wasn't enough wolves were being awfully kind to Sandrina. She was becoming an adult now, and the males started to notice her. Sandrina thought this was nice. They even wanted to play games with her. She wanted to play. It seemed like fun. Like leap frog, only you didn't leap. You just kept jumping until...well she didn't know what the point in the game was, or why only females and males played together. But, it sure did look like fun.
In any case, Lilith did not want her to play. For reasons she did not explain to Lilith. But this did not make the wolves happy, especially one in particular that took a liking to Sandrina. This coupled with Edgar's rat plague, well they weren't too happy.
And Sadrina didn't like it when people weren't happy.
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Posted: Tue May 01, 2007 7:39 am
Tabansi missed the days when life was good. When it was easy. But now, he had lost everything. His status as second only to the alpha, he lost his mate. All was lost. He was old, getting older, and one day, maybe even soon he would be nothing but bone and ash. But life in the pack made age easier to handle. Now he was no longer in the pack. But who could blame him! He had a big appetite and the only thing that could fill it was those much, much younger them himself. But, as sad as that was he didn't expect to get caught. Especially not with the alpha's teen daughter. Ohhhh and how his ear still hurt from the incident. He could still fill the pull and tearing sensation of it being ripped off.
He was left out into the bitterness of the woods. He'd never been without a pack before. This was a troubling thing for him. He began to wonder whereever his paws took him, hoping upon hope that he would find kindship once more. That's when he met Lilith and the two strange wolves with her. The land he had found her in was rich and plentiful. He assumed this was a pack. But, he didn't see anyone else. And the boy looked like a rat, certainly not someone he would think to be in a pack, and the girl was dimwitted yet beautiful. There was a power about the older femme however and Tabansi asked her what this place was, and who they were.
The older female, Lilith, claimed to be the alpha and the two others the first wolves she had recruited. Tabansi sensed something was wrong. The land was beautiful, but why would she be an alpha alone. Especially without a mate or at least a male. And why would she recruit these wolves? The freak and the dumb as stone. He had more questions then she had answers and he was about to move on. But then she explained the pack she was starting, the ideals it held, and if he wasn't taken aback before, then he certainly was now. Why would anyone live in a cesspool like that? It was completely and utterly disgusting. Tabansi wanted a place where he could tell his stories, like his old home. Not reveal in his sins like this place offered.
Still, Tabansi had a appetite for the young and she tapped into that. She offered herself, but Tabansi wasn't interested. She offered the freak, but Tabansi was disgusted. Then she offered the molted female and Tabansi's spirits lifted. In more ways then one. How could an old male like himself refuse when a femme young enough to be his granddaughter was given to him to take as he pleased. Of course the condition was to join this pack, this new thing she was starting. He could take the femme, but only if he joined. Well take he did. The femme, Sandrina, seemed too stupid to even realize what was happening to her. It hurt, but her alpha explained that it was making Tabansi happy. This game. She seemed to enjoy making others happy, so the 'game' continued until he had his fill. In the morning he wished to inquire the name of this new pack he signed himself into.
Lilith had no answer at first, which made Tabansi once more reluctant, but then Lilith's maw turned into a cheshire smile, almost crazed as if her whole mind was gone, if only in a fleeting instant. She raised her head up and said very distinctly....
Gomorrah.
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