|Hush| Little Ones, Mommy's Okay. [Fate/Mephisto]

[Sheera]

The female was calm, even in these harsh lands. She tucked the little ones in a cool den underground, and found thorns to keep things out, and to keep them in. She whispered, "Goodnight, little ones." and then silented trotted away. She was about a quarter-mile away or less, laying down on the cool, night ground. She was calm, though she felt the suspense growing as well. It was welling, and it was about to overflow. He would come soon.
She sighed, and rolled onto her back, looking up at the stars. She admired each and everyone of them, and found each one full of meaning. She watched the stars, now, without really seeing them, she was thinking, and looking beyond the stars.

[.Rabid Lycan.]

((...ya know what? I'm gonna have a little fun and piss Mephisto off a little *throws another Cult-wolf into the thread*))

A dark shape weaved through the coarse grass, eyes dull even in the blazing starlight from the ink-blotted sky above. Ears twitching, the figure paused, scent whipping past its nostrils.
Fae. Nearby. Alone.
Lowering its tail, the figure crept forward, stepping carefully around gaps that washed its fur in moonshine. It was a russet male wolf...
And it seemed to be hungering.

A few miles away, Mephisto padded forward, ears back and eyes trained on the moon above. Tonight... tonight...

[Sheera]

((This should be fun fun ^^))

Fate's ears pricked, and she looked to her sides, while she lie on her back. She looked back to the skies, deciding it was probably Mephisto. She shook her head, and gazed at the stars.
Mephisto... you seem to walk a bit differently than before... she noticed and noted the difference in the footsteps. Thats odd...

[[short, ah well =p]]

[.Rabid Lycan.]

((yes it shall ;D))

Halting in step, the brute peered out from the brush. The femme had apparently not heard him or something, seeing as she was neither alert nor concerned with his approach. Licking his lips, he crouched, dark thoughts flooding his mind.
What a pretty fae... seems so vulnerable...
He leapt from his place in the bushes and lunged toward the fae, eyes wild and teeth flashing.

Mephisto was only a mile from Fate now, following the faint trail of her scent back towards their rendezvous site.

[Sheera]

"Wha--?!" she hadn't expected another male. She lept up as quickly as she could, jumping only two inches away from where the male had lunged. Her fur bristled angrily and she barked viciously and attacked, lunging at him back.
"You ruffled the wrong fur!" she threatened as she lunged at him, her jaws snapping.
Her ears pinned back, and she barked, snarling loudly. The fight could be heard from miles around. [hint. hint. x3]

[.Rabid Lycan.]

(lol *accepts hint*)

Mephisto stiffened against the cool breeze that caressed his fur and soothed his icy heart, ears rising up to full height. The sound was easily recognizable- it was undeniably the angry howls of a fae, and Fate no less. He was absolutely positive.
But why...?
Without another thought, the brute barreled forward in a dead sprint toward the source of the disturbance.

"Agh!"
Turpin jumped back, bleeding from a cut on his shoulder. Twisting his head around, snarling, he spat, "Why, you little bitch..." He lunged howling angrily- he might not be clever, but his size dwarfed even Mephisto's massive frame and had muscles to match. He was certainly a powerful opponent.

[Sheera]

"I"m purebred bitch! 100 percent bitch! Sick bastard!" she howled at him, as he lunged, she tried to leap out of the way, but he caught her hackles, she kicked, aiming for his face.
"Let me go! Get off!" she snarled angrily. She tried to turn and claw his face, but he was proven too heavy. She clawed the ground in front of her, still kicking, trying to pull away. "Get off bastard!" she growled angrily as she clawed the ground in front of her and kicked towards his face.

[[that may of been a bit on the powerplay-ish side.. sorry 'bout that =p]]

[.Rabid Lycan.]

((no worries))

Turpin lifted a leg, reaching forward and trying to pull the fae closer to him. "Nonsense, my dear- not after a have a little fun first-"

Mephisto skidded to a quick halt, ears perked. He padded forward a few steps, peering through the brush- and immediately feeling a wave of emotions crash into him at the sight.
He didn't even know what he was feeling... overall, he decided that he was sick with rage. That was enough to make him snap into fury.

"Now, let me-"

"She told you to GET OFF!!"[/i]

Taken by genuine surprise, Turpin was knocked from his position onto his side, Mephisto crashing on top of him and eagerly tearing up his spine in the direction of the throat.

"...Mephisto!?" Turpin yelped, managing to twist his jaws and deliver a very deep bite in Mephisto's shoulder.

The brute winced as teeth met flesh- Turpin's bite was by far one of the worst, which suited him well among the Cult's ranks. Unable to unlock Turpin's jaws from his side, Mephisto resorted to twisting about awkwardly and digging into Turpin's neck.
Thankfully, the would-be rapist released his hold.

"Y-you're not going to kill me," Turping managed, although his fearful eyes destroyed his confident facade.

"I'm not?"

"Or... or I'll tell Black Fury that you spared her- that you've turned soft!"

Mephisto curled his lip and narrowed his eyes. "All you need to know is this: if you come near her again, you're going to wish I'd killed you right here, right now, got it?"

Flinching under the intensity of Mephisto's gaze, Turpin pulled away from the other male. Mephisto's grip released, Turping scrambled to a stand and fled, muttering something as he made his departure.
Mephisto followed Turpin's movement with his eyes, standing straight and tall until the brute had disappeared in the distsance... and then uttering a painful gasp, slumping to one side where Turpin had bitten deep into his shoulder.
Without turning to face Fate and in a pained voice, he asked, "Are you alright?"

((holy shit- a soft side!
LOL XDXD))

[Sheera]

Fate gasped and broke away from Turpin, she lay still watching the two males with wide eyes. She didn't understand it when Turpin threatened he'd tell Black Fury if Mephisto killed him.. wouldn't he be dead? She shook that off quickly and watched as Turpin fled, ruffled and odd-emotioned.
She heard Mephisto's question, but she was still looking to where Turpin disappeared. She turned her head towards him, ears perked, eyes wide.
"Huh? Oh-- er yeah," she replied.

Three tiny shapes stumbled towards the two wolves, eyes wide. Thorns stabbed into their flesh. "Come on guys! I see her!" Perky called to them, she was way in front, proving she was faster, and she was alphess of this litter. She glided towards her mother and stared at her eyes wide. "I heard you barking, and snarling... they supposed Mephisto had said something smart again, but I thought you were in trouble. Guess they were right." she seemed oddly ruffled by the fact that her two brothers were right.
"Mephisto?! Are you alright?!" Orian gasped, running to the male's side.

((WTF?! WHATTHEBUCK?!))

[.Rabid Lycan.]

((what? X3))

Mephisto closed his eyes and replied through gritted fangs. "..never better..."
Then, sharply exhaling, he collapsed on his side, tiredly staring off past the pup in front of him and into the distance. He was old to still be fighting as he did- perhaps too old?
No... I fight until the end. Always have, always will.
Resting his head on the ground in front of him and feeling blood- his own blood, without a doubt- beneath his chin, Mephisto closed his eyes as if falling asleep.
"...he didn't get inside you, did he?"
It was all he could think about at the moment- after all, he hadn't been near the two for more than a few seconds before barging in.

[Sheera]

Fate almost leaped ontop of her pup's covering their ears, but she was pretty sure they wouldn't know what it meant. So she just shook her head.
"No." she said oddly. "No, I'm sure he would've tried though."
She scampered oddly towards Mephisto, a cracking noise sounding from her back legs each time she put weight on one. She winced, but ignored it. She sat down near Mephito's face, and groomed his ear.
"You need to calm your life down, or you're going to end up killing yourself." she warned.

Perky still seemed phased by her brother's being right, while they looked triumph.

A new femora was about, stalking the two wolves. She growled with pleasure at the fallen brute. Her red fur flamed, her eyes flaming as well.
"Take this Mephisto!" Ida howled and leaped out at the male, only to hit head-onto the side of a femora. Fate had stood protectively over the male, shielding the male from the fae.
"Who are you?" growled Ida. "And have you gone mad? This is Mephisto! See.." she gestured toward him.

[.Rabid Lycan.]

"..."
He shifted slightly when he felt something on his ear- something very unknown to him but not at all unpleasant- and muttered a soft, "Good."
He didn't answer to the words about his life- he knew very well that 'calming his life down' would be nearly impossible at this stage. He was pratically on the top of the 'Most Wanted' list in the packlands and feared by nearly every loner...
But not Fate- she's sitting beside me with her face very close to mine...
He became rigid at the thought, but didn't say anything.
And then the sound came- pawsteps. A familiar voice- Ida's voice he realized. Moving his head slightly, he braced himself- at least, to his ability- for an attack- and was thoroughly shocked (for one of the only times in his life) when Fate deflected the assault.
He stared at Fate.

[Sheera]

"Maybe I am crazy, but do you not see he is defenseless in many ways?" she asked, thoroughly believing this was a probable excuse. She slapped the female again, for she had launched another attack. "Leave. There is nothing here for you." she growled in warning. "Or I'll make you."

Ida wasn't going to be phased that easily. She was strong, just as Fate was. Her fur bristled and she barked, "Bring it on!" Leaping at her, her claws outstretched, she was surprised to feel the other femme meet her in mid-flight.

Fate crashed into the wolf, biting into her fur, and digging her claws into the femme's chest, She felt Ida snap onto her shoulder, and she slapped the fae away, slapping her to the ground. She backed back over Mephisto, and stood over him protectively.

Ida felt deep seers in her chest, and she whined painfully, legs buckling, and falling to the ground. She began to crawl away, that was a briefer fight than she had thought. She disppeared into the bushes. The thumping of paws could be heard as the femora fled.

[.Rabid Lycan.]

Mephisto's eyes were trained on Fate, awe mixed with... with whatever the hell else he was feeling. He couldn't decipher his complicated emotions and the moment, and instead silently closed his eyes and whispered toward Fate.
"...what are you doing?"
Basically, he was asking why are you protecting me of all wolves?

[Sheera]

"Uh-- er-- because there's good in everyone?" it was poor excuse for her sudden affection towards the male. She found his lust attractive, and she would protect him from all good and evil until he was dead. She barked defensively at a rustling branch, but it was proven to only have been the wind. She shrugged and stepped off of Mephisto. She sat by his hackles, and watched the surrounding area defensively, barking at any sign of movement. The pups had strayed away heading back to the den, and she was certain they would be fine. She heard them howling; this was their way of communicating and telling eachother they're okay.
She leaped to her feet at a large rustling sound, but it was proven to be only a bird. She sat down again, ears perked.