Wolf RPG

@Majesty




Ypres had had enough. She was working on becoming Beta of the pack, but yet was sitting on the fence with staying or leaving. Maybe she would create a pack pf her own and remain here as well. It was tons of work, but Ypres knew she could manage. Her tribe or pack would consist of wild fauna and wolves mixed together to create a powerful alliance. Heaven Demons she would call it. She knew a band of wild fauna in her recent regions that would come together in her battle to keep this pack and her secret alliance pack strong and alive, no matter how big or small.

Ypres wasn't one to offer the start of war, but she was willing to hold her ground and keep her stance strong. She was a rebel at heart, and not one to be underestimated like most have already. She was a crafty little bitch who offered great rewards to those who were willing to do all of her dirty work; a ringleader in any organized crime. She may not be the toughest or strongest wolf of the pack, but she did offer a hidden talent of brains and blood lust.

She needed a meeting with Majesty and called for him specifically and only him. She was down right disappointed in his leadership and wanted to challenge his authority and call him out mono-e-mono. She raised her snout to the skies and cried out a calling to Majesty. She had much to discuss with him. Despite his foolishness, Ypres was faced with the hard choice of calling in her alliances from back home. She had sent a raven to seek out Hailstorm the Eagle and a Rocky the Cougar to join her in her mission to keep this pack safe. She had offered the raven a free meal in helping her retrieve her alliances since her mission failed so terribly in the black bear region.

She was disappointed with herself in that one, but she couldn't beat herself up too bad about it; after all, she still had a few fall backs. The Epsilon howled once more as she grew irritated fro waiting. Pacing back and forth, her body language said it all. She was not happy. She either spoke to him now, or bottled up her emotions. And bottling up her emotions poured out an ugly Ypres. No one ever wanted to see that side of her. EVER! Her enemies worked hard at it, but she offered sugar and spice in their direction, but not anymore. The Heaven's Demons were coming, and Majesty had better be prepared to deal with the ugliness that was about to unfold. The ugliness that would keep this pack alive!

Ypres paced with anticipation her body hunkered, skull pointed downward, and holding her posture in tense notion; she probably didn't have to say anything at all to anyone who dared approach. She halt her pacing as she looked up hearing footsteps approaching. Was it him?

Majesty heard Ypres' call and came to her, wondering what was wrong now. The last time they had spoken, she had warned him of a potential threat from Horizon Ridge. What was it this time? As he approached, he saw that she was pacing, and that worried him further. She looked - well - pissed. And that definitely wasn't good.

He came nearer to her, and she looked up. "Ypres," he said, nodding his head to her in greeting. "Do you have news? Troubles? What is wrong, friend?" He paused. "Is it Horizon Ridge?" He sat down in front of her, waiting to hear what news she had to tell him.

ooc: Not starting a pack for a long time yet if it does happen.. Just going to have a band of my own created wild fauna and Ypres call themselves the Heavens Demons. Not really a pack, but its what they call themselves as a group together.



Indeed it was Majesty who approached. Sonars flickered She studied his features carefully before speaking as he settled in close by.

Majesty, my friend. I am feeling disgruntled. We have enemies all around us..

She began with a concern in her chords as she spoke.

I have sent a raven for aid and protection of this pack.

She looked down at her paws then closed in the gap between them. She eyed him carefully as her eyes met with his then she offered a tight narrowed expression, almost a glare.

Bringing Erika here was a terrible mistake, you do know that right? I admire that you found a mate good sir, but we can't be sitting ducks.

She cleared her throat as she stepped back still locking her eyes upon him as if to challenge him.

So I sent a raven to collect my allies. Wolves are leaving this pack, and I therefore have thought about it myself. I went to the Bear country in hopes to seek allies with a bear out there, but my mission failed. Beric and I were attacked by Silvertip Mountain wolves. Lecter and Kaname. I assume Horizon Ridge and Silvertip Mountain is at the brink of attack.

Ypres wasn't sure if she felt the ground shaking or if it were her as she spoke of the two packs that were unleashing war between them.

Now I'm not sure what you have done to these two packs Majesty, but you better speak up now, because as part of this pack we all deserve to know what happened, and as a Warden of this pack, I definitely need feedback on it; because once my allies arrive here, its going to get quite ugly.

She swallowed her last words as she stood there looking him up and down.

It won't be ugly for you, but for our enemies. Together we are the Heavens Demons, and not to be toyed with or taken to lightly sir.

She gave a simple nod of her muzzle as she offered her Alpha a stiff upper lip as she stepped back observing him once more, knowing the pack was in grave turmoil ever since Erika shown up.

And I'm not sure if I can trust your French mate..

Ypres's father was French, and she knew that the French wolves could be bastards, and she detested the fact that she had French blood running through the coarse of her veins.