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Alpha just stood there. He just stood there with the small child wrapped around him, large round onyx eyes peering up at him. He just stood there. Because he really didn't know what else to do. It was a child, probably the same age as Elliot, so he was not going to just shake them off and run away but also. You promised me dango... He could just vaguely remember that. The problem was, he couldn't remember who exactly the kid was, or even what dango was(some kind of food? A sweet?). So he scrunched up his face and scowled at the pain in his head. Before huffing and rolling his eyes. "Okay... Okay chibi... but uh, you might have to wait for tha

White walls. Faint beeping noises that sounded in the background. Wires and a mask that fit around his face. Small pads against his body, and the scent of chemicals. This wasn't the pack's cave. This wasn't the forest with the river just within hearing distance. This wasn't right! As he gained more clarity he also found that he could hear voices, and feel too many people and strangers around. Eyes blinked themselves open and darted around the room. Machines, with lines of numbers and lines that pulsed. Text that scrolled over the screens, but he couldn't... He wasn't going to stay there. Not with all the wires. Not with all the chemical scent

Zurasu rested in a tree, nir head against the trunk and nir eyes closed. Honestly ne was just pretending to sleep, because actually sleeping would be a bit tricky. Alpha, four days later was still unconscious. The pack leader had yet to wake, and it was a bit of a problem to put it lightly. And the lightly furred teen wanted nothing to do with the brewing storm that Elliot kept making worse by asking the same question over and over again. Ne didn't even open nir eyes when ne heard the small voice ask the question for the fifth time just that day. Would Alpha be awake in time for xir birthday. That birthday was only another four days away. It

He stiffened and fought the urge to simply bolt at the voice of the stranger. Slowly he turned back around to stare at the stranger. Who rested with a single hand on their cheek and a curious unfamiliar expression on their face. It made him feel something, but before he could focus on the feeling it was gone and he was back to feeling rather empty. He felt his stomach twist and he wanted to disappear. He wanted to sink into the ground and cease to be there. The stranger arched a brow and then stood up. He backed away, several steps. The man paused and tilted their head before walking forwards towards him. He backed away again, arms raised jus

Screaming echoes around him and he can barely see anything in front of him. He can't see anything. He can't see, nothing but a swirl of bright colours that make his head spin and his magic twist to try and follow. It hurts so much and he tugs at whatever is restraining him trying to break free. That mad man might be back soon. Of course, even if he is able to escape he probably won't be able to get far. It's a bit hard to really escape when you can't actually see what you're doing. Yet he still feels it the moment the restraints slip and then he's moving. Running down a path that he only knows is there because he hasn't hit any walls yet. And

They returned back to the cave covered in dirt and more than a smidge of blood. Some of it was actually their own, not that any of them would admit that but... it was invigorating really. A thrill each and every hunt. Something that just felt right to them and Alpha always found that he never felt happier than coming back after a hunt. To see Chinoke and Elliot right there waiting for them. To be surrounded by the rest of the pack with Erika spinning around happily, Rhyli carrying the prey that they had caught, Zurasu back to nir half-asleep state and Zucken walking along casually with hands behind her head. It was the best part of the day re

Alpha's eyes shot open and he launched upwards into a sitting position. His fists clenched and unclenched at his side as he stared blankly out into the rest of the cave. Into the empty air. His heartbeat pounded and he could feel the lingering pain from something on the top of his head. Black hair and eyes of steel. A whispering curtain, NO! He felt like screaming but it got caught somewhere in his throat and he only ended up choking and gasping desperately for more air. He curled into himself "no... NO. NO. No... SIRIUS! Sirius!" he choked over the name. And clutched at his chest a painful beat echoing in his head. Hate and rage, anger and s