Life was not meant to be fair for anyone or anything. Just because Life decided to bless you with the ability to breathe didn’t mean that she would guide you and keep you in such a safe condition. Just because one was born from a female and a male didn’t mean they would be motherly and fatherly to you. Tick Tock did not have parents and she did not have a pack. Rather she didn’t really have anyone. She learned on her own, she lived by herself, and she made do with what Life had given her. There were no siblings she had to squabble with. She had not experienced the travesty of having something so precious be violently taken away. She was a strong, capable, independent creature, and it was by this that caused her to not be tolerable of weakness – of any kind. Her very own counterpart believed in the same thing and the only way to get rid of weakness was to obliterate it. It was the most natural thing to do, it was instincts, and yet her own kind frowned upon such a thing. Life blessed her with life and gave her the ability to send those that deserved Death one step closer to their maker. What was wrong with that?

Pride was indeed a fickle thing. Pride can either sustain your very life or bring you to your knees as you die. It would be wise should one throw their pride away, every once in a while, at least to stay alive. Everyone was down on their luck. She had been down on her luck many times and no one had been around to help her. No one had been willing to ever lend a paw to her, and yet, for such a cold and harsh upbringing she was actually capable of showing kindness and extending generosity. Her half-torn ear twitched forward as she quietly watched not minding at all if he devoured her prey. She would get more for herself. After all she was carrying Tobias children inside her, even if she was not showing it at all, she would have to ensure their safety…as instincts demands. Cold, unblinking, sapphire eyes watched him until her entire focus on him was shattered. It was the sound of heavy breathing that caught her attention, puzzled she turned her head around to see a white and grey small wolf barreling towards her. Unable to move out of the way quick enough she held her ground and took the impact. It was the scent on her pelt that had caught her attention.

This was a very faint scent that had been within her lands, this wolf was one of hers, and they were all her possession. As they were Tobias’ possessions. They were her wolves and she would protect them, even if she didn’t know this one. A low growl began to rumble within her scarred chest as she began to actually step over the female in a protective manner, her head lowered as those cold eyes narrowed as she scanned the area. The obsidian fur was bristled on end as her black lips pulled back to reveal those sharp deadly teeth in warning as she turned in the direction the female had ran from, prepared to ward off any that had come to threaten Everlast. Her cold lyrics slipped out roughly to the girl as she remained in a protective position.

“Who are you running from?”