I Heard You Like Fire - So Do I ["Bashur"]

[Destiny]

In an almost anxious mannerism, paws dragged back and forth over the turf. Dark fur appeared to be several shades of black at the moment, as it was covered from nose to tail tip, head to toe, with soot and ash. In several places it was singed from the flames. For days he had danced around the fires edge, having long since lost track of Lust, and having nothing better to do. Now, he had finally slunk back towards the camp of Blood Mist, and though he had not yet entered, he lurked outside, pacing back and forth.

It was dangerous to enter there, knowing his beloved mate was inside, but it was just as bad that he had stayed away for so long, chasing after that damned Lust. Chances are Babylonia was going to kill him once he got in there.. If that was even possible, considering the whole Hellfirian thing. But then again, if he waited longer he risked her wrath increasing ever more, and Ashur knew all to well that it was like ripping off a band-aid when it came to his mate, or taking out stitches. She'd be vicious for a little while, but then she'd calm down. She usually did.

Finally, he took a deep breath, squared his shoulders, and marched straight into the center of the camp. After a few moments of looking around and sizing things up, he turned and headed in the direction of what could only be the den of the Alpha, his beloved, beautiful, bloodthirsty, devil of a mate. Ah, how he loved that bitch so.

[Sivoncé™]

Here, in the dark of her den -- the den that she rightly owned -- Babylonia looked so much weaker than she had ever showed herself before. Even to him, that bastard who'd had the audacity to leave her to be mutilated so. He wouldn't love her anymore, once he saw how her beauty had been tainted. But she had come such a long way over all of these years, that she thought, maybe, with her heart of stone, she wouldn't care what he thought of her. Maybe. She was invincible to everyone else. Why should he be so lucky to be unaffected by her ice? She was a queen, and deserved treatment as such. More than Ashur had given her.

But she was weak, here in the dark.
The wounds along her stomach would never fade. Never. They had healed enough to stop bleeding, but Babylonia feared to move for her own good, should she be so scarred that paralysis was her consequence. The only wolved she allowed to see her like this were her own children, and of course, Cora, the healer neophyte. Cora attempted to help her, but did not yet have a wolf to teach her, so she was really of little use. Other than the black scars the snaked across the white of her stomach, there were the burns and gashes that marred one side of her face. No, Ashur wouldn't love his beauty anymore.

Suddenly, the wounded she-devil stiffened in the dark. A single, accusing, hateful, sizzling word seared from her mouth.
"You."

[Destiny]

Awww, shit.

Ashur gulped, none to quietly, and gave his chest fur a quick lick, straightening it up. What it did in fact do was leave the taste of soot and fire on his tongue, and he coughed, blinking his eyes for a moment as soot fell into them. Puffing out his chest, and taking a deep breath, he dared to move forth into the entrance of the den. Not actually inside of it, of course. That was certainly a death wish should she not be pleased.

By the sound of her voice she wasn't.

That was bad. Quite bad.

"I'd say I can explain, but really I ca-" Abruptly, he cut himself off and stared at her. At the wounds. The scars. Or, at least, what he could see with those sharp eyes of his from where he stood. The fur seemed to rise up on his back, all nice and black looking, and claws scraped against the ground. Shoulders hunched, muscles bunching up, and lips drew back across his muzzle. "Who in the fuck did that to you."

[Sivoncé™]

Weakness.
It was rushing through her at his voice, at the pitiful, futile hope that maybe it was not a remark of her incomplete beauty, but rather a protective reaction. Everything strong about her was gone with Ashur there. She could've cried, simply sobbed for all the pain she had endured at the paws of that stupid bitch. She wanted to cry. It wasn't her children who had done this to her, or even Ashur, who had sired them. No, it was Siveria who had put the recurring cycle of pain and death in motion for Babylonia. She was wrecked beyond repair; she would never have children again.

"What is it, Ashur? Don't love me anymore that I'm not so damned perfect? You know who did this. You know she got away....not yet, though. I'm not done hurting her yet..." A cold, emotionless smile as she thought of the pregnant Annelise who she'd kidnapped and forced to feed her pups when she could not. Was that a crack in her voice? No, no it couldn't have been! Impossible.

But what is this weakness?
So long, Ashur had been gone. She'd forgotten, not entirely, but enough to be startled, the power her love for him wielded over her. It was an intense longing, to be held, to be assured, comforted. And Ashur was the only one ever able to satisfy her; if he was gone to her, then no other wolf would ever be able to tame her so.

[Destiny]

Disgusting. He turned and spat over the rock on the outside of the den. Some wolf below swore. Ashur snarled at him to shut up. He did.

Turning back into the den, though he looked no less outraged than he had a few moments before, he know stalked forwards to more properly inspect his mate. The closer he got, the angrier, the more vicious his expression seemed to become. The malice in his claws against the rock seemed to increase ten fold by the time he had gotten close enough to see her fully. There was heavy breathing, but it was through his nose. "You're absolutely. ."

. . Hideous. . . I'll fucking KILL THAT BITCH. .

He twitched, snarled something to himself, took a step back. Tail beat against a rock, hard enough that the sound echoed loudly for a few moments. "I'll shred her little face right off her fucking skull and stick her head on great fucking rock in that fucking clearing and burn her legs in that frigging fire, and throw the rest in that frigging lake."

Bitch.

[Sivoncé™]

The weakness was leaving her now.
Love it had been; she knew it well. But now, in the dark, she hated him. He was supposed to be different, the special one, the only one lucky enough to comfort the likes of her. But his actions contradicted all of this; a slow, steady boiling anger heated her words. And in the back of her mind, she began to plot his death. "You think I needed another person gawking? Go rip your own fucking face of for getting me pregnant and making this possible in the first place! If this is all you've become, Ashur, I most certainly don't need it. I've already made plans to take revenge myself."
Weakness.
I needed you there! You loved me, all those years, even when I was weak! You loved me and now don't you dare come near me you traitorous bastard! You were supposed to be there, to stay with me, you fucking asshole! Traitor. But please don't go, please stay, please hold me and tell me I'm beautiful...
"Is the love gone then, Ashur?" She murmured softly, faintly. "Have you come here to leave me?" She looked away from him as she spoke, the better portion of her face visible to him, but on the verge of being wet with tears.
Strange heat burned in her eyes; for the first time in her life, Babylonia feared she would cry.

[Destiny]

The snort was almost un-Ashur-like. It was not a snort of disbelieving. It was a sound that signaled he that he had almost expected her to react in such a way that she had. That was okay. She was Babylonia, she always reacted badly to just about everything. He knew she didn't entirely mean all of it on the inside. She was a terrible wolf. But she had a heart. Just like he did, somewhere, deep down, under there, under all that hatred and blood lust and craziness. They were both horrible, gruesome wolves - and even worse though so much better whilst together. It was a wonderfully great thing, himself and Babylonia.

You over-react, my love. I only want to protect you from further harm. But I suppose you do not yet see that. That is no matter, I'll be fine, and you'll 'live' in this Hellfirian state for a while longer still, oh yes you will, my love.

Ashur flexed his muscles underneath all that soot and ash, and gave his body a great shake before coming to sit fully on the floor, and then down onto his paws in a laying position. Without even stopping to think, to consider what she might do to him, as he simply didn't much care at this point, Ashur quickly leaned forward and let his tongue give her a quick lick on the muzzle. Should she not react fast enough to keep him from being able to do so. "Don't be foolish, my lovely, beloved Babylonia. The love is still there, here, in this cave, in this pack, in this pairing. Do not be so worried, though you hide it well."

[Sivoncé™]

Slowly, she nodded, and the threat of angry tears was put to rest. "Being ripped to pieces once makes you want revenge. The second time, you're just fucking sick of it," she murmured hoarsely, resting her head over his paws. He didn't quite understand yet; she could tell. Perhaps he thought it was a mere moment that she was not herself. It had been ages since she'd felt herself.
"The first thing I did was try to find a healer. Diablo's dead now....our attempt at taking the Siverian healer didn't work the first time around. We found one in time, but there wasn't much she could do by then. For some reason, the pups survived inside of me the first time....but the scars were still there. Dying the second time....it felt an awful lot like the first." She took a deep breath, staring blankly at the cave wall. She knew she had to tell him, but saying it out loud would just rip the wounds open once more.
"I'll never be able to have children again."

((One of the pups rpers is kinda inactive so I'll talk to them and ask them if they still want the pup ^^ If you want one, you could just make one up and say he/she was there the whole time too ^^ ))

[Destiny]

Ashur nodded a few times, looking over his mate again, though much more discretely this time around. He had always been the more. . Wicked of their pair, as of course he had been born and raised Blood Mist - but that didn't mean he didn't have a heart. It just didn't work exactly the same way as most normal wolves did. Mind you he could, and did, love Babylonia. He really did. An ear was flicked in the direction of the den entrance, where he thought he heard the little paws of a pup, but they faded quickly. Odd. Oh well, though. He ignored it. For now, at least.

"I know, my love, I know." He lay so that their bodies might have roughly made a right angle, his head near her head, but his dirty body off to the side. Perhaps out of simple courtesy, and to keep the dirt from her wounds. That would probably lead to a rather unpleasant infection, and she hardly needed that. And he hardly needed to deal with her with one. Love of Death, that would be quite bad, indeed.

This last bit of news, though, that came as a bit of a shock, and it showed on his features for a few moments. He did not hurry to compose himself, but allowed the shock to remain until he had actually downed this information. At which point he stared off at the wall for a bit, thinking, chewing this over. ". . .We have many pups as it is, anyway." He twitched slightly, and blew a breath through his nose before continuing. "Many more than most wolves get the chance to have."

[Sivoncé™]

Babylonia cracked a small smile at his comfort. She sighed heavily, relishing in having him here. He was the soothing she had needed all along; the soothing for so many wounds she'd lost count. So long as Ashur was there, she would persevere.

"I know, and I couldn't love them all more, even the ones who have been led astray. It's not so much that I wanted more, it's that the ability is gone without my choosing. Taken from me. And we will have our revenge, you and I. I have a plan." Her eyes flashed dangerously with venom and cunning. A very, very good plan.

Then, a wider smile with a lasting impact. "There names are Ishtar, Sargon, Uruk, and Phoenicia. They are the most beautiful things that have ever walked this earth."

(Sorry, shortish post. Had to go quickly)