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Anger and annoyance was still swimming in the female’s veins as she walked away from the border. Was this what this pack was going to be like? Run by a worthy leader but annoying wolves within that thought they could ignore rules that ran deeper than their cores? Was not every pack and pup taught to respect their alpha and higher ranked wolves? So why had this other male thought that he could ignore these rules and interrupt her meeting with the alpha and to step on both of their toes. But Sindicate had addressed the issue at least, even if he did seem to get distracted by the murder itself. And being called a “little lamb” on more than one occasion gave her reason to come back and to prove to the beast that there was no ounce of shy and skittish lamb within her body. Not anymore at least. Before she could have been called a kind wolf at times, but not since her pups had been taken from her and she had had her entire life taken away. Along with her sanity.
Large blonde paws carried the femme through the trees as she kept an ear out for what prey she would take down next. She didn’t want a deer or elk or anything like that. She wanted something different, something more unique. Sindicate had not been shy about his requirements to enter his pack, and the task was not something that one would just do if they were not serious about joining the ranks of the cannibalistic wolf. Cersei never thought that she would be here, looking for another predator to hunt for fun. Hunting was supposed to be for food. But that was not the only reason she was doing. She had a better purpose, to prove that she was indeed worthy of this pack and a rank within it. She knew that what she was targeting was dangerous, but she wanted a challenge. Mountain lions were a dangerous creature, but she knew that she could take down a young teen on her own. And that was exactly what she was looking for. She would have to be careful to make sure that an adult mother that might still be watching over her young, even though they would almost be at the age to separate, was not around to protect them. Otherwise it would be much more dangerous and Cersei may come away injured or unsuccessful.
After some time of silently stalking through the trees at the edge of some caves where she had scented the large cats, she saw what she was looking for. A lone young cat. The blonde femme put herself in position, on a rock ledge higher than the unsuspecting beast. It was too young to properly know how to be alert to all areas around it, and it was only focused on what was in front of it. Not imaging that there could be danger above it too. With a growl, the female launched herself at the beast, landing on it’s back and her fangs dug into it’s neck. The mountain lion let out a started noise of pain and surprise. She knew that she had to be quick, or they would be joined by another. The cat tried to get her off of him, a clawed paw trying to get her off, but she had already let go and slunk off the other side. She had slid off his back, but remained at his side, swiftly lunging at his throat, her experience at fighting giving her the advantage to she could get in a deadly blow before he had a chance to deal any damage to her. Had it been an adult she was sure that she would have come away with some injury, but this being had been too naïve and untrained to really know what to do. The warm blood rushed into her mouth and around her muzzle, and she let out a satisfied growl as she tasted it. The creature’s cries of pain and fear grew quieter and quieter as it bled out. Normally Cersei would have drawn it out more, enjoying a slower death, but with the risk of a larger and more dangerous cat being nearby, she took care of the brute quickly.
Once the beast was dead he dragged it back into the brush and out of site of others, though the scent of blood was strong. A contended sigh at the fresh kill escaped her throat as she got to work. She began where her teeth had already tore away at his nape, pulling the fur from flesh around the neck. She had never torn the skin off of anything before like this. But it was something that needed to be done. Slowly and carefully, the femme tore off the skin so that only muscle and vessels were visible. It was interesting to see something without its true face. Underneath they were all the same, but it was their outside that made them so different. But muscle was muscle, and it looked no different on this predator than it would on its prey. But it’s facial features were still discernable enough to tell that it was not some sort of deer or elk, but that it was a predator, even though it was a young one.
Picking up the now interesting looking carcass, Cersei began to head back in the direction of the pack lands. She was lucky that nothing had come to interrupt what she had been doing. Once she reached the border’s of the pack, she paused for a moment before she crossed in to find Sindicate. The male made it easier for her though, as his vocals calling out to the pack reached her audettes. She angled her form to head in his direction and answer the call, now with something to show that she was worthy to enter this territory. As she approached, she caught the scent of strangers, and she saw that she was not the only one to have answered Sindicate’s call. There was a male and a female, both with a skinned head, there to join. Emerald green orbs glancing to each stranger for a moment, but remaining silent, she approached the alpha. Letting her skinned sacrifice fall to the ground, she bowed her head to the brute, letting her gaze drop respectfully for a moment before looking back up to him, waiting for further instructions.
Picture credit to Osiris!
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**Cersei**Female Warrior**No Family**No Home**Adult **Violet
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