Lost in the wind

@Kadence
[size=x-small]Yay killee![/size]

Something had snapped within the fae. The normally fearless young girl had wandered farther and farther away from the pack that had taken her in, grotesque images flashing through her mind. No one beside the fae knew the reason for her emptiness, her loss of faith. She was, in all senses, a zombie.

She tripped and stumbled through the snow, wandering along a scent line that reeked of hatred. In her maw, she carried a gooey piece of something, covered in teeth marks and slobber and therefore unrecognizable. The fearless girl had broken.

@Crescendo

The dark girl had wandered out of the dark woods for the first time in what seemed like ages. At first, she missed the shelter of the thick canopy, keeping almost all types of weather from even reaching the ground, but she padded further and further away, the light rain started to feel good on her pelt. The further she got from the dark woods, the more new scents she started to notice. Other wolves, different packs she had not even heard of.

She was following the scent of one particular animal, one she could not identify, when she came across a fresh one. That of a wolf. It was, just like most others out her, of a pack she had never met before and immediately, her interest peaked. She quickly began tracking the scent, padding along until a shape up ahead was visible.

The shape of the wolf suggested it was a female, and it seemed to be carrying something in it's mouth, something she couldn't make out. She stayed a ways back, studying the fae's movements for a bit, watching as she walked in a zombie like trance.

His eyes tracked the staggering figure, hard silver turning to mirth. This could spell out lots of fun for a certain dark male. A second flicker of movement caught his eye, and his eyes picked out the dark figure of Kadence. Yay! Someone to share the drunken wolf with. He began toward her silently, not wanting to alert the figure.

[Feel free to skip Seronda until she is needed]


He swiftly moved into position at her side, a grin on his face. "Want to play with it?" he asked as casually as if he were suggesting it was a stick or toy.

Even though she partook in the torturing of Star and the beating of the creek wolves, Kadence was not one for cruelty. She was an assassin. Her job was to kill fast and get the hell out, all the while being as quiet as a mouse. Most of the wolves in Blackfeather enjoyed the aspect of torture and slow, painful death, but that was one thing she actually hated. Sure, she didn't mind the actual killing, just as long as it wasn't painful. She preferred to slit throats and slip away, leaving her victims to never know what happened to them. So when Crescendo suggested playing with it. She simply turned and gave him a look of pure disgust.

While many didn't know that Kadence didn't like suffering, she somehow expected them to sense it somehow, and try to lay back on it. That day in the woods when Bane had made that poor girl run like a rabbit before finally ripping her throat out had made Kadence sick. But of course she didn't show it, no she actually participated. That was the part that made her most likely to vomit, that she had helped cause it.

So this time, she would stand up for herself. There would be no playing. If this wolf was in need of death, it would be fast.

"No, I do not want to play with it." she spoke, a snarl creeping into her voice as she rounded on Crescendo, who had suddenly appeared out of thin air, like he always seemed to do.

Crescendo was shocked at the rage in her tone, rage that made him lower his tail somewhat in submission. He looked over at her angry expression, the fierceness of her actions quieting him somewhat. He himself enjoyed the long slow death, but realized that the one tottering in front of them now had done nothing wrong. "I'm taking you want to kill it, then?" he asked as he watched the figure stumble and fall, this time staying on the ground. His silver eyes, almost shamed, looked back to hers docile.

Those that had crossed them, he would not give them the present of a quick death. They didn't deserve it. But he was beginning to see what he thought was Kadences point. Sure, torture was fun when you had inspiration, but this was just an unknown wolf, no a zombie. If Kadence wanted to kill it, he would comply.

She watched with slight satisfaction as he sunk back, his tail lowering ever so slightly. Sure, he was currently a higher rank then her, but the saying always went, 'happy wife, happy life.' In this case, pissed girlfriend meant no bedroom time. She dropped her snarl and calmed herself. She started to tell herself that it wasn't his fault, but then stopped when she realized it actually was his fault. At least a look of understanding passed through his silver orbs as he seemed to get where she was going with it.

Her yellow gaze turned back to the stumbling figure as it fell to the ground, not even making an attempt to get up again. A flash of pity streaked through her normally icy eyes. Clearly the poor thing was suffering beyond repair, maybe it would be better to just put it out of it's misery.

She turned back to Crescendo, her eyes somewhat sad. "I suppose, I mean, look at her, she is obviously in pain." she spoke softly, turning to glance back at the figure that still lay motionless on the ground.

The dark titan gave a curt nod before setting off toward the female soundlessly. She needed to be taken care of, and quickly. He slowed as he approached, then stopped. He waited for Kadence to arrive at his side, eyes evaluating this crippled girl. In her weakened state, she wouldn't fight back, would she?