<u><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(209, 72, 65)"><span style="font-size: 26px"><span style="font-family: 'Bad Script', 'cursive'">Unknown</span></span></span></u><br/><br/>It watched, pleased, as Mika's attacks on the guards took them down in seconds. It showed exactly how unprepared the Blue Moon pack was for such an attack. Destroying them would be far easier than anticipated.  As Mika found the Luna and made her first attack, it watched. Each bite, snap or scratch was noticed....and remembered. An unending memory bank would capture this moment and save it... Use it, when the time was right.<br/><br/>The Luna played dirty. It could see that right away. While it became clear that this wolf did not belong to this pack<i>originally</i>, he knew that she had been marked. Like all the others, their time had come and soon...<i>soon</i>it would be done.<br/><br/>The Beta showing up was not entirely a surprise. What came as a surprise was that even though this wolf had the scent of the Blue Moon pack, he was<i>not marked.</i>While this pack would soon be destroyed, this wolf in particular would not be touched.<br/><br/><i>'Pet.'  </i>The voice carried through the wind to reach the ears of Mika and Mika alone. '<i>Play as you like with that one, but do not kill him. Return to me when you have had your fun.'</i><br/><br/><u><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(97, 189, 109)"><span style="font-size: 26px"><span style="font-family: 'Bad Script', 'cursive'">Jaymus</span></span></span></u><br/><br/>He had not had so much fun in any time he could remember. Years of training, of being focused on one goal alone, had left him without a childhood. Without friends and fun, or time to disappear and just act his age. By this point, the entire pack had thought of him as 'the kid with a stick up his ass' who never did anything but train. He hated that.  True, his one desire was to prove himself to this pack. Becoming the Gamma, protecting the Luna and training their soldiers was the way to do it. He could not be Beta...he knew that much. Cyrus held a grudge against him that Jaymus returned equally, but he had<i>earned</i>his role. It was time to relax and enjoy himself now.<br/><br/>And he had a<i>blast</i>. His hair was still wet and he and the others sat along the water's edge, eating leftover burgers they had saved and basking in the sun. He laughed at all the jokes, and even told a few of his own. It had been the perfect day....until something shifted.<br/><br/>Within himself, the relaxed warmth in his chest turned to ice. Shock ran through him, and pain.<i>Luna.</i>Jaymus jumped to his feet and looked almost a little scared himself. Turning to Alex, he tried to think of what to say but there was no time. "I have to go."<br/><br/>And with that, he was off. He was a small wolf - a fact he desperately hated - but he moved quickly because of it. Small paws dug into the earth as he moved through the forest, avoiding the roads and ran toward the call in his chest. Over fallen trees and nearly running into a few of them on the way, he weaved through the trees until he reached their territory. Jaymus paused for only a second before he felt the tug back towards the main house and ran. Through doors, hallways and stairs before he skidded to a stop in front of the Alpha and Luna.<br/><br/>She seemed fine enough but he knew better. With a whimper, he went over and brushed his muzzle against her hand. He wasn't here when it happened and his tail was between his legs. He knew better. Still, he was here now and he'd stay in this form until he knew that they threat was neutralized. His men knew what to do and once it was done, they would report to him.