Wheeling Gull Isle Roll out the drums of war

Please allow Lecter, Kaname, Cara, Mordecai, Sitri, and Vectra to reply before joining. WGI members may post after all STM wolves have posted, or may begin posting on July 8th if anyone still hasn't joined by then. Rounds will last 4 days each, with no post order (but only 1 post per round please). If anyone fails to post it will be assumed your character took no action that round. This thread will eventually split off into smaller confrontation threads. Finally, just a reminder that the WF living on WGI are not permitted to join.

Silvertip Mountain came to the isle that evening in the form of a band of seven wolves, including the Alpha female and the Beta male. They moved across the flatlands, through Ravensblood Forest, and out onto the coast as one unified front, and their swim across the narrow stretch of sea separating them from the island was silent. They emerged on Majesty's turf and collected themselves into a tight group, which would seek to penetrate the heart of the island and take back what was rightfully theirs.

Jinx's eyes reflected the bleeding red and orange of the evening sky as she shook salt water from her coat. She glanced quietly at each of the wolves assembled, exchanging her serious expression for a sinister grin. They would bulldoze this island with the force of their mountain in their paws, or at least they would try their damnedest. All of the wolves had been instructed to return to the pack if things went rough—there was no honour in dying on enemy soil, at least not to her.

“Let's go,” she said, making no effort to conceal her voice as she began to pick her way toward the island's interior.

He felt like the salt water had clung to him when they had first hit the shoreline. There hadn't been enough shaking to loosen it all in Mordecai's head, so he didn't fathom the swim back they would be making in time. But they were there now, standing literally at the front door to the pack that Majesty had founded on an island. He didn't recall the name of the place, but it was larger than he had anticipated. There was little time to look it over though, as he tore his eyes from the silhouetted grounds ahead of him to Jinx and the others.

Catching her grin, he gave her one of his own before letting it bounce to the others. They had all made it across the small channel, and now they were standing at the forefront of what would be quite a gatecrashing party. While there were a couple of faces that he did no recognize in their group, Mordecai made note of them all the same; if things got thorny, he knew to help them out just as much as the rest of their merry band. And then they were off, crossing the damp, loose sands with a fervor not unlike a pilgrimage to a holy site.

Personally Kaname hated swimming, but it was a means to an end in order to reach Wheeling Gull Isle. Swimming in saltwater was worse than in most rivers or lakes, because the sea was always moving, with currents and deadly riptides. But the invaders made it to the Isle alright it seemed. As the Gamma pulled himself onto the sand, he coughed up some water that reached his throat and shook himself vigourously.

He smirked maliciously back at Jinx when she smiled at them all. Pathetic fools. He would enjoy drowning them in their own blood. Or in the ocean, if it came to that. The orange-eyed alpha beckoned them into the interior of the island, and he followed without hesitation. This is what he lived for.

Seven strong. As seven was a sacred number in the eyes of the gods, Lecter had deemed this conflict auspicious. The badger skin from the sow he and Kaname had killed had been stretched with stones and salted, and carried a dark, musky odor from its days in the sun. He had flung it across his withers, and after a careful rite of bathing in the nearest waterbody, flakes of long-dried blood floating from his ragged pelt.

Emerging from the waters, he had killed again, and drenched every reachable inch of his body in the gore dripping from the rabbit's torn throat. His muzzle, his cheeks, his ears — all were painted messily with his god's chosen wine.

And so he accompanied Jinx to the river, and with a power that surged through his veins almost drunkenly, he strode alongside her into the heart of the Wheeling Gull territory, a cold smile curving his lips and a maddened light heating the ice of his glare.

A wicked smile smile planted itself on the yearlings lips, she had been looking forward to this moment for a long time now. Ever since Majesty had turned his back on them, and the ugly scarred bitch followed she had dreamt about their vengeance. Their crimes would not go by unpunished. Even if she hadn't been more than an acquaintance to the brown brute and the dark bitch that had followed him,Majesty's betrayal felt like something personal.

She emerged from the water with a renewed energy, now that the sea's perfume was clinging to their pelt the isle wolves would never see them coming. She stepped next to Kaname finding comfort in his presence, after all they were the pack's Gamma and Delta, the next high ranked wolves after the leading couple. She shot a glance at Lecter whose pelt was now painted a bright red, he was the oldest but certainly one of the most savage.

Finally Jinx gave them the green light, now the fun started. Cara gave a low growl and began to prowl into the heart of the isle, feeling her paws tingle at the thought of the upcoming battle.

Vectra followed her new alpha to the island, she had heard there was some drama gonna happen where they were headed, what better way to assist them and prove her worth then to join her new leader in whatever she may need help with. The brown ghost joined up quickly with the group, keeping her head low and herself silent. She knew that if the lady wanted her here she would not mind her presence. And if she did not, Vectra would soon know.


Firey eyes gazed out from the white mask that surrounded them, wondering what the group would soon have to face, she was curious as to what would dare come against a war party this strong, even if it was another pack. She may have been new, but she was aware that with a party of this many members heading into another's land.... or even out of their own with intents like this, something serious must have occurred.


when the alpha beckoned them to the interior of the island she did as was commanded, heading inward, though because she had no clue what she was looking for she thought she would stay in sight of the other wolves of her pack, it seemed better that way, as it seemed they were searching for someone. Everyone here had the look of feeling betrayed, Vectra felt for them. They seemed so angry, this person, Vectra felt, deserved no pity. As whoever had betrayed them had hurt Vectra's packmates, and that in itself, was a crime.


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Sitri himself wore the dyes of of other's life blood as always before he went to kill, it added a look of terror to his already scary countenance and it also allowed him to hide any remorse he may feel, it wasn't often, but ever so often he would feel it. He followed behind his leaders and the other wolves, his red eyes gleaming with an otherworldly light. He slid into the water and followed in their wake, paddling to the shores of sandy beach beyond. They were here to get Erika and what they did to her he was not yet sure.

He was hoping to save face with this battle, as he traveled down the ranks of their pack. He was soon going to be a lowly servant again, and he fought against that title with all his worth. He would do his best to at least keep his current spot, if not rise above.

@Naya @Erika @Malcom @Eddie @Shanti



Every wolf had to make themselves the most fierce and the strongest to encounter. That was not Ypres, or so she used to be like that. Ypres in her younger days would often try to intimidate any other just by making herself appear bigger and better than everyone else; not any more. She used logic to lead, not strength and stark naked fierceness. The air didn't feel right, and the ground seemed to tremble with ill meaning, as Ypres stood up and stretched after a long tiresome day of duties. She instructed all of her members to stay close by, as they were not the biggest or strongest pack, but a tight knit family unit. With Erika expecting puppies soon, it would make a great addition to the pack numbers. She trotted briskly towards the scent of the invaders soon spotting them. It was a pack raid. Ypres could feel her heart pounding as she used to love war, but now having the responsibility of the lives of others at her hand, she now detested war. She felt her throat have an acidic taste in the back the back of it, as her pounding heart probably could be heard from a mile away. Bone dryness of her throat followed suit as she tried to swallow, and her body almost did not want to work for her. Fear. Fear crept up on her like Cancer. Ypres only knew this feeling from a few times before, and it was probably an Alpha's worst fear and nightmare to see such a calling happening on their lands. Could anyone blame her for feeling this way?

Ypres had no choice but to face these demons as they approached swiftly and silently; despite the tingling fear of her entire body. She stood at the hilltop slowly making her way boldly toward the band of angry wolves. She recognized Lecter, Kaname, and Cara, but said nothing. She knew Cara must have been up to no good when she visited Silvermane when he was part of the pack, but he too left. Would she have fought against a friend if he were still there? Oh probably. Ypres trusted no one outside of her pack. She soon found herself barking from afar and safe distance where she halted her action and observed with a question. Any wolf would wonder the same if their lands were being invaded.

What is that forces you to war against me? Have I done you wrong ma'am?

She was curious, as she had never met the female before. Was it because she quested upon Heartwood that morning with Beric? Beric was no longer part of the pack.

Ypres wanted to see if she could reason with these wolves instead of fighting. She wanted no bloodshed, but to keep the skins of her members unscathed. It was a risky business, but Ypres knew she had no choice. Despite having seen their numbers, and then hers, she knew some of her wolves were to weak to fight anyway, and therefore it would be a losing battle, and Ypres knew it all too well.

If it is land that you seek, then you can take it. Its not worth keeping really

She assumed it was what they were after. The beautiful isle. Or where they after someone? Ypres would soon find out once her pack has been gathered together and faced the other pack.

The scent of intruders flooded the island and fear took over Naya's body for a moment, without thinking it twice she came after Ypres, who so bravely ran towards the scent, to protect her pack, to do her duty. Naya wouldn't leave her alone in this. If she died there in the hands of the seven raging wolves that emerged from the seawater onto the island she wouldn't care, but she was gonna back up her alpha no matter the outcome.

"Ypres.." Naya called softly when she caught up with her friend. Ypres was talking to the enemy's leader, she was trying to manage things speaking rather than fighting back, a brave decision, but Naya wasn't so sure the mountain wolves would be so responsive at Ypres' attempt to cool things down, so she stood ready for action, head low, ears perked. A growl almost escaped her mouth but she resisted, she didn't want to make things worse.

He knew the day would come, it was only a matter of time for the islanders' enemies to come for them, and they had it easy, the island gave no chance to escape, they were surrounded.

"Naya!" Malcom Shouted at her, furious, when his sister took off after the Alpha. He followed too, full of fear, for what he knew the mountain wolves could rip their heads off with no effort, they were a weak group, an easy target.

He reached the two females who were standing in front of the intruders, and he recognized a few faces, the pretty faced bitch that got him into trouble a while ago in the Neverwinter Forest, the earth coated Jerk that backed her up, and their violent boss -Fuck..- he said inside, if they recognized him they'd kill him for sure. He would've spoken and used his charisma to try and help to cool things down, but he'd leave it to Ypres this time, the mountain wolves wouldn't like if he even made a sound.

Malcom made his way to his sister's side, he'd protect her under any circumstances, even the ones that would most probably cost him a lot. He was a survivor, and he'd hold his ground.

@Malcom Kaname has dark-brown fur, not black. XD

Erika stayed in the back of the contingent of her pack. She knew they were looking for her, to kill her. And if not kill her, then her pups. A strong instinct in her told her not to go, but to hide and protect her pups. To flee somewhere safe and hide until this fight was over. But what if her pack lost? What if Silvertip Mountain overtook the Isle? Then she wouldn't be safe at all.

The black furred wolf was still able to fight, but she would do as much as possible not to get hit. If she did, she wanted it on her face, her legs, but not her stomach and back. She saw Naya push forward and stand by Ypres, but she stayed towards the back. She could not jeopardize her children. Even if it meant giving up the chance to be Beta.

Eddie trotted up beside Erika, keeping at the edge of the pack. She would not fight, not ever, not now. Even so she rather shouldered the damage a bloodthirsty wolf would shove on her rather than let someone attack a pregnant female. Even if she was a distrusted member of the pack. Even if she was probably the cause of Majesty's disappearance. Still, Eddie would protect Erika. She will not fight back, but that doesn't mean she cannot defend. Most wolves tended to react positively toward wolves who don't fight back.

Until that moment which will hopefully not arrive, Eddie gave off her best impression of a tough wolf. She looked the part at least - big even for a Mackenzie, large and black and mean and ugly with a few scars on her face. Hopefully an unsuspecting wolf will steer clear and never learn of her soft nature.

Was waiting for Shanti's post but... Oh well! Next round will start Monday July 14! No post order, but try to keep things easy to follow, e.g. don't post an attack before Ypres gets a chance to reply, and stuff like that. Anyone who doesn't post, we will assume did nothing that round to keep this moving.

The band moved inward, and were quickly intercepted by a few wolves from the island. Jinx recognized only two of them: their target, and that little shit who had turned up on her borders and dared to threaten her wolves on their own turf. She stared heavily at him, almost silently promising to feed him his own heart if he did a damn thing, but then her eyes were levelled onto a blonde female that stepped forward and addressed them, concerned.

The Alpha female's response to this was a callously put, “shut the fuck up.” She glanced between them all, raising her head and bristling her challenge to every one of these wolves. They had all followed Majesty, and they all protected Erika, and so they were all enemies as far as she was concerned. Trusting that her wolves would back her up if needed, Jinx took a step forward, pulled back her lips, and snarled.

“Your land is nothing but a rock for peasants to squat on,” she declared, dismissing any belief that she had come to conquer the pack at all. “We are here for Erika. Hand her over, and none of you will come to harm. You can have your damned island, and your dog of a leader, but she will be coming with us. Get in our way and you will all die.” She would have asked for Majesty too, but she would rather see that cur die on the rocks. He was not worth the effort to Jinx... And he wasn't here any longer anyhow, unbeknownst to her.

Vectra stood just a few feet behind jinx and lecter, as being behind the leader was her best bet to understanding this confusion. When her alpha spoke her firey eyes closed in on this so called Erika. Her lips pulled back as she realized that this was the female that had caused her pack its suffering, lowering her head she mumbled to herself "so she is the traitor..." as she waited for how the much smaller pack would reply. Not even bothered by the grizzled looking wolf, its size showing it too was a Mackenzie valley wolf like her.

Vectra held herself ready to kill at her alpha's command, as the other pack was small, and from their actions.. in her eyes they had already shown themselves to be no warriors. Vectra felt this would be very easy if a fight should ensue.


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Shortly after their departure from the shore, they met resistance in the form of those that had come wheedling out of the woodwork. Bristling at their interception, Mordecai spied Erika midst their band, hanging back. Perhaps if not for the scarring that etched half of her face, he would have overlooked her shadowy spot. While there was a part of him that had wished they had met before her seemingly inevitable departure, it was a thing of the past. Instead he drew his gold eyes away from her and the others to the wolf who stepped forward to address Jinx. It wasn't Majesty.

Again, he scanned through the crowd as she spoke. None of the others remotely looked like leaders in the pack, which could have only meant one or another thing. Majesty was hiding, or he simply wasn't there at all. Perhaps he had left them to their own fate when he had seen the Silvertip wolves coming. Jinx's terse response drew his attention back to the conversation though, and it was then that he drew up a small growl to punctuate the energy buzzing between there band.

OOC: My computer crashed in the middle of my reply. I wasn`t being lazy :(
Shanti was wandering through the forest, alone. Has the Pack abandoned me? he thought in terror. But then a strange scent wafted through on the breeze. The wolves from...was it Mount Silversnow or something? Shanti ran towards the smell, puzzled. Silver...of course! Silvertip Mountain! If it weren`t for those any fleabags he wouldn`t have almost drowned; but neither would he have found Wheeling Gull Isle, and Ypres. Anyway, what were they doi-
Shanti gasped. He was a sitting duck for a Silvertip Mountain Battalion!
He had emerged onto the battefield at the front of the Pack, and heard the rival Pack Wolf`s request; well, demand. Why did they want Erika?
OOC: Shanti knows nothing about Erika`s past. Muhahahaha! *cough* Sorry lol
Whatever the reason... Erika was pregnant, for goodness` sake! Shanti was furious.
"I`ve got to say, Silvertippers, I`m impressed. Picking on a small, new Pack and demanding they give up a pregnant female." His lips turned up in a smirk. "How brave. I`m sure your own mothers would be proud."
BAM. Smoke. Hazy wisps, floating along.
BAM. Stupid Silvertippers.
"You mangy little piles of..."
BAM.
Smoke. Everywhere now. A burning branch, crashing down to the forest floor.
BAM. More angry every second, snarling and growling and waiting for a command.
BAM. Blazing fire, beasts of flame dotting his vision.
"Dorian, I have to save Shanti!"
"Madal, don`t!"
"I`m going to save our pup and you can`t stop me."
"Then I`m going with you."
BAM. Howling, in despair for his lost parents, in rage at the rival Pack, in love for Ypres, in his loyalty to his own Pack, but most of all in defiance of fear and pain and love and hurt and rage...
BAM.Mother and Father. A wall of fire. Screaming howls. Thundering rain. Silence.
BAM. The real world. Not memories. Still silence.

He glared at Ypres who backed by the pack of fools that Majesty gathered. What did she say? War against me? Wasn't Majesty the pack leader? Where was he? He growled, ears pressed forward. No matter, another fool would just further their destruction.

He looked at the idiots gathered behind the "alpha". One had the nerve to run forward and insult them. Really? "If you must know, this pregnant female was one of us once, and so was your leader, Majesty." He glared at the male. "Or should I say, former leader? Where is the bastard anyway? Hiding behind his fat whore?"

The bitch who had sought to impress him with her empty words now stepped forward with concern, and Lecter curled his lip in open derision. The strength of Silvertip roiled behind him, and though the wench had called her own wolves, the savagery of Jinx's followers, their aggression, the tensed muscles needing only a word from the sylph — these things, in the end, would prevail.

The ugly collection of stringy muscles who piped a hopefully cheeky rebuttal was given a cold glare, but the thing was engaged by Kaname. The bloodstained Beta remained alongside Jinx, ready to lash out into combat with her if things came to such.

Erika flattened her ears and slunk back, hoping to run and hide before the Silvertip wolves attacked and one found her. Already her pack was defending her, but she knew that they wouldn't be much of a match for the Silvertip pack. They had Sitri, Jinx, Kaname, Lecter. What do we have? Barely enough to meet that: only five small wolves to match their seven, large strong wolves.

Ypres flicked an ear as Shanti growled. Eyes staring at each wolf of the Silvertip. She flicked her tail in irritation and offered a snarl as Jinx told her to shut the fuck up.

" whoa now hold on there just a minute; now you're really beginning to fuckin piss me off... "

She snapped turning into a different wolf now as she glared back..

" Who the hell do you think you are to be cussing me on MY lands. Majesty is gone, don't know what happened to him, sure your boys here didn't already claim his soul?"

Eyes looked to Erika as Jinx mentioned that was who they came for. Eyes narrowed.
Then Shanti spoke up. She did agree it was cowardly that they all needed to band together for one wolf.

" So all of you for her?"

She tipped her muzzle in Erika's direction. Ypres was disgusted in the actions made ny these wolves.

"And what is the crime she committed to have all of you on her for? "

Ypres was curious. She assumed it was because she fell in love with Majesty. So what.. that's a crime?! And by leaving to be with him?! Not like she murdered or stole a mate.. or had she... eyes slowly looked uneasily towards Erika as she questioned.

" why are they so angry with you? "

Ypres looked back to Silvertip as they stated that they'd all die if Erika wasn't handed over. it was pathetic really... Damn cowards!
She flicked her tail once more with a snort. She refused to fight such weak minded morons. Without real justification. She looked back to Erika. It was her fault that these wolves barged in with a rude awakening on her turf. . Ypres however wasn't willing to engage into battle and lose all her wolves from the strongest ruling pack; so she faced no choice but to hand over this outlaw.. She signaled for the rest of the pack to leave it was pointless to fight really. She knew her wolves were also not interested in fighting either. They were a peaceful band, and got along well in life without battle. Why did wolves crave so much power? Who where they looking to impress? What was there to prove? Pupils wide, and her heart pounding, she looked over to the pregnant female.

"You brought this hell on my lands, and for all of us to pay for it."

She started with a growl.

" I was beginning to trust you... Why.."

Her chords lowered into a soft whisper of defeat and sorrow. She frowned as tears formed into her eyes seeing that she had no choice but to hand her over.
She figured her pack would hate her for it, but it was either just the one wolf gone, or all of them. Ypres had to do the logical thing here, or lose her entire pack. Eyes looked to Jinx as if to ask do you really have too?
Ypres moved out of the way to expose Erika an open invite for the demons to come in.

"Don't touch anyone else! "

She barked then looked over to the rest of her pack with a look of apology. She would explain later why, but really hoped that they'd understand why she did what she just did. She scanned over to Erika.

" Please forgive me, but I cannot have this on my lands. Everyone's life depends on my choice here. I don't know what they are going to do and I don't even want to think about it... please forgive me Erika..."

She lowered her head in sorrow as tears fell from her eyes. She waited for them to come get her.

Shanti was speechless. He respected Erika for leaving her Pack for her mate, but he loved Ypres. To choose...he strode up to Ypres sternly, shaking and stuttering inside, but stay calm on the outside.

"Ypres, I respect your commands as Alpha, but this...this is cowardice as bad as a Silvertipper`s. Every wolf who joined this Pack did so with a heart willing to kill and die for any of their Packmates. It may not be the most logical option, but Erika literally stripped away her own life to join Wheeling Gull Isle, and now...that debt has to be repaid."

Shanti could hardly believe what he was saying and his brain was a bit like this;

shitshitfuckingshitshe`llhatemenowohgodwhattheheckdidIjustdoErikahadbetterbefuckinggratefulforthisohmygodfreakinggod...and so on.

As he respectfully (well, perhaps a bit more than respectfully) bowed his head, waiting for her verdict, Shanti inwardly shivered.
OOC: Dun dun dun!

Okay I kinda got lost, but i'll try and keep straight here.

Sitri stood with the others a growl deep in his throat. There were more wolves than the other pack and stronger too. Yrpres the leader now, wherever Majesty may have gone stepped aside offering Erika up like a proverbial lamb to slaughter and his respect for the leader fell a notch, not that he had much to begin with. Though he understood you were to protect the entire pack, but was Erika not a part of that, though he knew the other would sign a death warrant if she showed resistance. He shook his head and the voices snarled at him See Sitri this is why you don't think, don't think don't think.

he stepped head and shoulders forward holding back as hard as he could he wanted to tear into someone, their useless words and petty excuses and apologies meant nothing to the brown brute. He was an enforcer so that was what he was here for.

catching up

From the second the wolves had set foot on the isle they had been prepared for bloodshed. There was no other option in Cara's mind, they would fukc them over in return to what Majesty and Erika had done; even if the rest of the isle pack hadn't played a part in the treason they had still choson to follow Majesty. They had seen him as their leader, that alone deserved to be punished didn't it?

Truthfully the insolent yearling didn't bother to sort out who was innocent and who wasn't in her mind they would all have to suffer their wrath. They brought it onto themselves, she thought as she slinked from Kaname's side and began to take slow steps towards the enemy band. Her pale eyes scanned every one of her opponents and as if they were pieces of meat at the butcher shop she tried to chose which one she'd go after once the fight broke out.

If it were up to her, she'd go for Erika herself, but she knew the pleasure to end the marred wolf's life was not hers but Jinx's. Her eyes lingered on a young female, maybe a little older than her, that stepped besides Ypres --the bitch that had interrupted her chat with Silvermane the stoner. Where was he now? Didn't matter, he was better off getting high somewhere else where furious blows could not reach him. Though if he were there, she'd have no choice but to fight him.

She was still deciding between Naya and Eddie, either would do, she'd just have to wait for Jinx to let them go. A growl rose in the yearling's chest when the odious blonde female spoke to Jinx; a growl that was replaced with a scoff when her queen told the bitch to shut her mouth. Cara longed for the battle to start, her paws tingled and her pulse accelerated as the seconds passed by. The request had been given: turn her in or die. Now waiting was all they had left, would the isle pack risk their own lives for the traitor, even knowing they were outnumbered?, she didn't know.

What she did know was that Ypres was somehow Majesty's replacement. Had the brown bastard ditched his own pack and pregnant mate? How glorious! He had caused all this mayhem and condemmed Erika to later vanish into thin air, wasn't he a charm? Disgusting, thought the yearling as a frown took over her face --almost as disgusting as what the new leader said next.

They couldn't have chosen a worse leader, even if her decision was of their benefit it was like a stab in the back for the wolf in question. Ypres had thrown Erika at the non-existent mercy of their feet. Or in other words, she had signed her death sentence. Cara's eyes searched the marred wolf's face to see how she'd take betrayal. A taste of her own medicine; or poison.

Only one wolf rose to Erika's aid, a wolf with morals. Still whether they chose to willingly turn her in or not they would get her. A malicious smile planted itself over her lips as she emitted another growl this time mixed with a mocking laughter. It wasn't necessary for an external influence to threaten them, the isle pack was already crumbling from the inside and it was a hell of a show.

OOC: short but frickin` effective.
Listening to the jeers of the bastardian Silvertip yearlings was too much for Shanti. He stepped forward, torso shaking and eyes blazing.

This is still for Ypres. By disobeying her, I`m showing her how much I care for her and the Pack. He drew in a breath.

"Take me instead."

opps im getting all confused XD

Vectra saw the small wolf offer himself instead, she growled and took a step forward "we don't need you... we came for the traitor, now step out of the way like your leader said less ours commands we take your life and the traitor's." she warned the small male. Not really wanting to kill a another, but if he got in the way, she would rip him limb from limb at the command.

She let loose a savage snarl as if to prove her point, but it was more to intimidate the male into listening to her. And not getting himself killed in the process. It was not needed they shed his blood, better she scare him shitless them tear the life from him.

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