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</div></div>Koko Leotie, Alpha of the Northern tribes, heart broken female with no mate. Many had tried to comfort the young female after her mate, her alpha, Sitka, had fallen to an ambush with vampires. However Koko had found Sitka's own pack involved. His pack though small, had been close and a small number of them had been extremely upset with the union between Sitka and Koko. However for them to be so upset that they murder their Alpha was beyond what Koko had ever expected. So, she slaughtered them all. Vampires and traitorous wolves alike fell to the beautiful woman. She saw nothing but the need to kill them all. Nothing like this would ever be tolerated.  Each involved perished at her teeth. Silver fur became red, from head to toe drenched in blood, nothing silver shown as she snarled. The madness is what she became known as and the night became known as the stain moon.<br/><br/>Koko became closed off even to those she once saw as friends. She ruled them as a cold hearted alpha and her pack the once ran out of respect, now ran out of fear. Koko though not much was a feirce warrior, both in her fur and out of it. Many came looking to be her mate, or to take the title of Alpha, however Koko would hear none of it. Many died trying to push her from her spot and other became wary of even trying to seduce the demon wolf. Koko had somehow isolated herself from her own pack, eyes cold and unloving as if Sitka had taken her heart when he died. Alone in this world Koko ruled with an iron fist making her pack one of the most feared and harsh groups, though she never expanded her borders those who tried to take hers met a fate that some could only describe as a crimson bath.<br/><br/>Ten months had passed since Sitka's death. Koko sat in her tent, staring into the fire. Stone faced, no expression as she stared into the dancing flames.  As always her heart hurt, her chest filled with sorrow she hid from her pack. Sitka had become so important to her. He was the only man who could dominate her and yet show her such great respect. Their union, though arranged had become one of the best things Koko had done for herself that helped her pack, as well as herself.  Now with him gone, there was a hole. A hole that seemed to grow and eat all the kindness she once had. Months had passed and still every time she was alone she could feel the emptiness, the loss. She was alone in this world and no man would ever be able to take Sitka's place, no matter how many tried. At least that wad how she saw it. Dark eyes finally blinked as she lifted her head to the tent flaps. Not even seconds later her Beta entered. Zack was a loyal and close friend, even though his Alpha had become so cold. Zack pushed to bring her back to her old self but a broken heart was not something he, himself could fix for Koko. "The scouts are switching shifts and the hunters are almost done preping the elk. Also..." he paused bringing Koko's eyes to narrow.  "And?" Came her low, seductive purr, beautiful yet cold. Her voice had always had an alluring tone, even now it still held such grace. "You have a visitor." He was quick to get to the last part. He knew of her distaste for any pack since what happened. Her eyes had partial narrowed but she nodded. "See him in then. "Her voice had grown harsh, but the sweet sound was still there, like a sweet bite. She waited quietly for the man to enter and when he did, she couldn't help but look him over from head to toe until her eyes became fixated on his. "What is your name?" Came her cool and collected voice, echoing in the tent.