Devil’s Angel was still patrolling the border while Eric was gone. She trusted her alpha to make it back, obviously Line had lost, or else she’d be here to gloat about it. Besides, there was no way the brute who ruled here would lose to that vile thing. Her black and white feminine form could be seen making its way around the territory, constantly searching for loners wishing to join or intruders. Her pace was a fast one, she knew others were looking to join, and if no other made it to them, she would do it herself. Sniffing the air as she approached where a male loner was, she could smell blood upon him, as well as Samira nearby. Her curvy body easily filtered through the trees and vegetation life on the trail she was taking. Perhaps she was greeting the loner while she stayed upon that side of the border till Eric returned. After all, she had made it clear she couldn’t cross till the alpha of Munashii Gekko returned. Devil was getting closer when she was able to start making out voices, something about a fight between the two, and it didn’t take a rocket science to figure out these two had had a spat. The omega, lowest rank in the pack, had to force hackles down when she heard Samira talk about Eric getting here. Disrespect wasn’t something she liked, especially when it was her ruler, but perhaps the other femme meant no harm by it. The femora’s detector caught the scent of infection upon Samira, but she wouldn’t say nothing to the femme, surely she would know how to handle it herself. Besides, she wasn’t even a pack member yet. Catching sight upon the male by the border, she made out his grey form splattered with scarlet and scabs. His words of the pack dying off before he got back, caused her to think they would know who was worthy then. However his next words had her hackles bristling, and a fang out in warning.
You don’t disrespect the pack’s alpha, especially if your seeking an acceptance. Learn that, or leave now.
Her words held an sweet, rough edge tone to them, as she stood there waiting for a response from the male. However she had her attention on Samira too, her head and tail held in omega stance as she watched the two loners. The warrior was tense and ready for a battle, not sure how this encounter will turn out. Samira had seemed okay, smart even, as she tried to join, but disrespecting others wasn’t smart here. In fact the only reason Devil wasn’t saying anything to her, was because she thought the femme hadn’t meant harm, but obviously this brute had some manners to learn. Then, without waiting to see if he replied or not, she spoke again.
The only wuss I see, is the male in front of me seeking to join while dissing the alpha when he isn‘t around, who has a terra and pack to back him up, and you don’t. That, or your just stupid.
Now she waited for his response or action without doing anything. She would wait before she gave him directions, to see if he would still seek acceptance, or not disrespect Eric, the alpha here. It would have been so funny if the white titan had been the one to capture him. Devil didn’t know if the albino brute would chase him off, tear into him, or what, if he had been the one to find him, but this male wouldn’t of passed the border. That part she knew for sure. So with chocolate orbs watching them, she waited to see what would happen now.
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