The weather was beginning to get colder and colder with each passing day. The nights grew longer and the days grew colder as some beasts began to hibernate while others knew that they would need to fight to survive the harsh terrain of winter. But this was not the first winter for the demoness, and she knew how to survive. The red wolf actually enjoyed the cold months of winter. It was a time to see who was a fighter and would survive, and who would give up and show that they were weak. Valkyrie did not have time for those that were weak, and she never had. Even when she had had pups, the runts that would have needed extra time, care, and extra to keep alive she did not help. To her, those that needed to be taken care of were not important and didn’t deserve a spot in this world.

As the russet female thought of her pups the familiar feeling of anger began to course through her. There was one pup from het litter that had shown strength and fighting spirit, and that was the one that Valkyrie had ensured lived, the rest were nothing to her. And Apollonia had survived and seemed to be growing to be the perfect offspring. Until her fool of a mate had lost her. She had left the male in charge of watching their daughter, but for whatever reason he had let her go swimming on her own, and before either of them could do anything, Apollonia had been lost to the currents. She had taken her rage out on her mate, one of the only other beings in this world that she actually enjoyed spending time with. The pair had split up for a while after that, but came together again to find a way to find their daughter. The pair had been successful, but had not been able to get Apollonia to return home with them. Once more, her mate was the target of her rage and she no longer had any interest in him, so she left him for good.

Valkyrie’s thoughts to the past were interrupted when she heard a howl ring loudly and proudly through the trees. Her ears perked at the sound, and her paws stopped in their tracks. She had not been paying any attention to where she was going, but she had apparently followed the familiar scents of Carnival, Devil, and Vingi to Malignant Felicity. Valkyrie had had no plans to join a pack, though Carnival and Devil May Cry both made good cases for why she would fit in perfectly with the pack, but clearly her subconscious had a different idea. But the call was not from Carnival or Devil, but from a stranger that she did not know. Did she really want to join a pack where the leader could not hold their position? Really she didn’t care about who was leading, as long as the wolves within were as Carnival and Devil had described, the kind that she would get along with.

Before Valkyrie realized it, she was crossing the border and heading to where this new leader had called. As she approached she saw a male, covered in blood and gore and the scent of Carnival upon his pelt. It was clear that this was the new king of these lands. Her browns orbs scanned around to see a lightly colored female with a small pup in her jaws. Valkyrie ignored them for now, they clearly were not the ones that she needed to speak with, and her paws continued to approach the male. Her plume showed she was submissive to him, but not frightened, falling limply behind her as she kept a neutral stance. ”My name is Valkyrie, and I was previously invited here by Carnival and Devil May Cry. I can see that you are neither of them, but are clearly the new leader here. If my invitation is still open under your rule I would like to join. I know I can be a valuable asset to your pack.” When she finished her speech she waited to hear what he would say before either leaving or sitting down for the meeting to continue.

Table and Picture Credit to Mimi <3