I watch in silence as the meeting starts to get active with new members lashing out at each other almost without consequence. I quirk a brow at the threats and flash of fangs that continues to go on, wondering when they'll shut their blabbering mouths. Don't they know that speaking when not spoken to is like a crime at a pack meeting? Especially when you're not even officially in the pack! Where are their minds at? I'm just a pup and I know that! My tail twitches in irritation, only to watch with interest as the black male next to Queens moves like a shadow. He's between the siblings before I know it, spitting out words of his own like poisoned honey before he slides back gracefully to Queens' side. I can see the protectivness in his glance and I understand then that he may not seem the type, but he has feelings for my mother. How touching, I wonder if she has any clue. She then lashes out right after as the siblings go right back to squabbling.

She goes a step further even, pinning one of the males down like a helpless pup. I feel my skin tingling in a good way as I watch, a flash in my eyes to show the strange affection I already have for violence and possible bloodshed. Oh, but how I crave the warm life liquid even as it courses through my own veins! I curse Sidorio's DNA for this of course, knowing that he was Demonican and they crave blood as I now do. Finally she releases the male though and my face falls just a little, the only hint of disappointment that nothing happened. Oh well. I brush it off as she moves back to the black male, her body passing ever so close to his own. I then note his slight leaning as if he depends on touching her flesh. How odd. She doesn't move away though so that tells me something. Maybe she does know of his affection. And here I was thinking evil wolves couldn't show emotion.




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Nikandros:the birth certificate says
male:the space between the hind legs reveal
pup:height and weight requirement
scarlet, white, black, and brown:the painting on the fur
blue:the gaze that pierces you
quiet, calculating, solitary:the agenda for the day
QueensxXxArcadianxXxSidorio:the family tree
DarQ:the puppeteer