As Devil‘s Angel was waiting for a reply from the new alpha she noticed a new arrival appear. He held a very, very faint scent of Munashii Gekko upon him, but he wasn‘t a member officially. She would of known if he was, and besides she was the only one left here that was previous as far as she’d knew. Obviously one of the members must of greeted him and told him to wait for the alpha to come back. Well, he must be here now to become a member by Red Star. However, he didn’t approach the alphess, instead he remained in the back, almost unseen. Her attention turned back to Red Star as she snorted, and gave a nod, giving her permission to fuck up the stupid brute. A smirk gave to her maw, as she gave a nod of thanks to the femme after she finished speaking. Most of her suggestions sounded nice, now if only the brute would fight so she could do just that. If he ran, she would be able to tear into him as good as she wanted. Without another thought, the warrior in herself became alive, and she went for the male. She made sure to chase him out, nipping and ripping at whatever she could, not giving him a chance to talk or nothing. If he fought back, he would surely die, and if he didn’t hurry, well he’d surely die then too. Let him fight back, he’d find hell then.
When she returned, she was in time to see the alpha glare at the male in the shadows, seemed she had spotted him after she went after the bastard. When a new scent came she sniffed the air, and looked to where the wolf would appear, this one Devil knew. The femme, Samira, a loner she had told to wait for the alpha’s return before acceptance. When she walked over to her, the black and white wolfess bared one of her fangs to let her know she was doing wrong. She was suppose to go submit to the new alpha first, even if she needed someone she knew already, and she really didn’t even know her or vice versa. The omega didn’t hide her fang from Samira’s until she addressed the head mistress of the pack and submitted somewhat. When the loner did, she simply gave a small smile before looking back to Red Star. It didn’t seem the queen was too mad about how Samira approached when she spoke, she simply asked why the loner wished to join this pack. Catching her words of how she wanted wolves to act, Devil’s Angel couldn’t help but think she could make it here. She felt, and always have felt, that her dirty work was hers’ alone. If she was given help in anything, she’d be more likely to rip something off you than thank you. That was just how she was raised and stayed. The omega didn’t like to feel weak or useless, that was other wolves job, not hers.
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