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Rogue had much to wander and think about. She wanted a new position within the pack, it required her to face down a little scrap boy. That was just mean, Rogue figured the pup wouldn�t stand a chance, even more, her mind went back to the very first creature she had met on Moladion, Argent. She was pretty sure she wouldn�t be able to run into her again. Not with the incidents of Andromeda and Sinopa. Diveen was probably trying to stay as far away as they could from Iromar wolves. Well it was too bad, the fem wanted what she wanted and she wanted to see Argent again. Sadly though, marching her demon marked pelt straight to Diveen to visit sounded like a poor idea, and something told her she wouldn�t be greeted as kindly the next they meet. Rogue kept reminding herself though, Argent was no angel, she was mostly black. Perhaps she was just raised by them, brought up with their ways. She could be converted, brought to Iromar. Rogue would not force her to fight her kin, but perhaps she would come to Iromar, see they are not all bad with her own eyes, perhaps even sympathize with the cause the Demons fought for, maybe even understand.

She wouldn�t hold her breath though. The fem�s hackles were in their normal raised stance as they normally were when her brother was not about. This was not a time to have her brother about sadly, this was her business and she needed to take care of it. Surely he had his own duties to complete as Baphomet�s advisor. So much to do, and Rogue knew she couldn�t search all that long for Argent. She probably wasn�t even out here. Nose to the ground the wolfess smelled about now and then, attempting to see if the wolfess had been about. She started near the area of Diveen and had only gotten lucky to smell her scent leading to this end of the crater. She wasn�t alone; she was with another female it smelled. Well that would be a drag, and Rogue was feeling a bit angry that even if she did find her she was not alone. Probably another Diveen measure to make sure no more of their members were taken. Damn.

Still she couldn�t help but continue tailing her, something strange was going on, they had a clear destination, but where? Soon she could hear voices, one was unmistakably Argent�s. Rogue moved lightly on her long legs, head low to the ground, eyes set forward. She moved slowly, black banner flicking out behind her as she stared at the wolfess standing outside of the cavern. The other, her gaze narrowed on the fem, red ears set forward listening to the bit of old language that moved from Argent�s maw. Rogue smelled the stench, it made her think of Andras at first he probably would have loved it, but it was horrid. Old blood, rotting, disgusting. Fresh blood was one story, but the dingy brown of dried blood was awful and it was sticky to add to it. Nothing like the sweet elixir of normal blood. Well, she would push that aside. No blood could be drawn with Argent here and pack politics being as they were.

She had imprest her time to Argent now and she wasn�t about to waste any of it she had. �Now what could you be looking for there?� The wolfess spoke in her smooth alto tones, �Days to get that stench off, you sure that is wise to be about in that? You may turn red, not that it would look bad on you. She stood a fair distance away, her tail swaying at her heels, head still low as if she were ready to bolt at any second. She would like to see their reaction, the wolfess she already knew, she figured would not make a move to harm her, the other, well she wasn�t so sure of. She was wounded; the black and crimson fem could see that, and with it she could never catch Rogue. Nothing to fear then, Rogue loved to dance around. Let�s not be wasting anytime though.

Drain it Dry so You will Die
xX Destroy Your Soul xX Loyal Only To Andras Xx Demon of Iromar xX

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