The fresh aroma left by one of the two alphas of Munashii was truly heavenly to the ebonite brujo's nares. It seems Angel was back in town, and though, the demon had yet to see the ivory hunter, it was understandable. He had well understood the call that echoed throughout the pack lands about a week or so ago. It was a challenger, and common sense told him that Angel had gone straight to Quarrels Clearing to meet the stranger head on. Just the thought made his blood sizzle, thinking that a stranger who knew nothing of this pack thought he could swoop in and steal what was not rightfully his own. Angel would leave the titan in his own puddle of blood, no doubt. Kong paused at the borders after catching his alpha's scent to reminesce a little before his gazers swept the landscape bordering his home land. Thinking on things of bloodshed and torture were not usually his style, at least recently. He had decided to turn over a new leaf upon finding this dark paradise. His unstable days were over, he declared, and done with.
He wanted to be the wolf he had been before his whole world crumbled into ashes. The day that he had lost his pack and found his supposed loyal mate wrapping her paws, and the rest of her body, around a strange vampire in the midst of a pathetic looking pack who used to send their allegiance to him. Kong had been a kind alpha, known for defending his packlands viciously against intruders, but the moment the fight was done, he would invite them to join his pack as a loyal soldier. It was thought to be his strength, but on second thought, it could very well have been his downfall. His members were loyal to him for life, for the most part, and his chosen soul mate was the apple of everyone's eye, most of all himself. She was gorgeous in all her godly beauty, a mixed pelt of browns and silvers with the whitest face. He was in love. They were planning for their first litter together in the coming spring when the tragic day arrived. It started out in a usual way, the call of a challenger on the borders.
Kong went out to meet the challenger and they started their battle the usual way. Little did the jetty stud know that this challenge was only a distraction to the real threat to his way of life; for while they fought, the challenger's brother slipped into the pack lands and made his way to calling Kong's pack. He gained their loyalty within minutes and even Kong's mate seemed to like the new virile on the throne. She had been meeting secretly with the sahib for months behind her mate's back and planning their take over of the pack. Meanwhile, Kong beat the challenger fair and square and headed back to his pack the back way so he could better enjoy the beauty of his homeland. As he came over the rise before his usual meeting place, the vampire came upon a both surprising and upsetting sight. His pack were rallying around this strange warrior while his mate rubbed her scent on him and purred in his audits. No one seemed to notice her treachery. Their trick had worked.
Kong could have marched down the hill and chased away the strange boy who had come to steal his home. He could have killed both the male and his traitorous mate then easily gained back the loyalty and order of his pack. He could have, but he didn't. Instead, the gladiator let his heart break silently yet no tears stained his dark facades. He looked away from the sight with disgust before turning and walking away. He had no destination, no thoughts of what to do next. What he ended up doing was, at first, the last thing on his mind, at all. In fact, the midnight brute slowly lost what mind he had over the next few months. He tortured and killed innocent wolves, anyone who got his path. Gender and age didn't matter, you get the picture. He wanted to get out of his hell so bad, but it took over like a drug every time he let himself relax. Only when he saw the promising beauty of Munahii Gekko did he overcome the evil and work on starting something new.
The scent that tickled the boy's nostrils as he remembered everything was new and not familiar to Munahii. Ah, a new comer. His lobes flicked forward as he moved forward into a jog around the border, alert sunkist mirrors looking for the course of the cologne. He finally saw the czar he was looking for and slowed to a walk, pausing once he got within a few feet of the mascu. Tipping his dial in hello, a friendly smile lit up the xavier's covers as he wagged his flag at the other. "Hello, I am King Kong, but you may call me Kong. Tell me, who are you and what brings you to this pack?"
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KING KONG_WOLF_ADULT_BLACK_GRAY WOLF_ OMEGA OF MUNASHII GEKKO_FATHER OF NONE
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