{OOC: Aww ;) I'm glad you're enjoying this rp because I love it! And your post was fine! I was able to work with it quite nicely. Sorry it's not quite as long as I'd have liked it to be though lol}<br/><br/>The amber eyes of the Alpha female watched the strangers closely. â€œWell fed?â€ She snorted, â€œHoney, we havenâ€™t been eating well for a long time, and the smell of blood from your wounded fried here is driving my boys and I wild.â€ As if to prove her point, the wolves that circled the pack snorted and growled. Their Alpha silenced that immediately. Beyt found it sad that these wolves were resorting to cannibalism to survive; now she truly understood why Simon was saying that this city was dying. Not just the people, but the wolves hidden amongst the shadows of the streets were all suffering. Animals were moving on to better places and food was becoming scarce especially if you lived in the city. It was indeed depressing but she tried not to let it get to her too much. This was not the time for sadness; they had to focus on the wolves before them.<br/><br/>Gimmel merely chuckled at the situation, but left Drake and Fatal to speak. Gimmel was a smooth talker but he knew it was not his time to talk. He always waited for the right moment before he pounced so to speak. He remained where he was, eyes watching the wolves, ready to strike if he needed to. One would think he was letting his emotions get the best of him right now but that was all a part of the guise. He was no idiot, especially when it came to a fight, and though he may not be street smart like these city wolves he knew a thing or two about how that fought. And they fought dirty, a lot dirtier than most wolves he knew. That was what worried him the most when Fatal said they could have her and Drake if they lost.<br/><br/>The Alpha wolf eyed the pack again, smirking at them sinisterly, â€œMaybe youâ€™re right. Perhaps my boys and I arenâ€™t in top shape, but I can guarantee that Iâ€™m not one to back out of a fight. I have to feed my pack somehow, and since youâ€™re just â€˜passing throughâ€™ you will do just nicelâ€”â€œ her eyes fell upon the necklace around Fatalâ€™s neck suddenly. A growl escaped her as she leaped for the wolf, biting her neck and throwing her to the ground. She stood over her and growled in her ear, â€œWhere did you get that necklace!?â€ Her tone was dark, filled with rage. â€œEvery wolf in the city knows about that sacred necklace, the ones that were leftâ€¦ How did some strays get their paws on it? If you hurt himâ€¦â€ her words trailed off and the she wolf growled again â€œYou had better start talking or I swear Iâ€™ll rip you to shreds.â€<br/><br/>â€œLady Annabelle! Thereâ€™s a human patrolling this way!â€ One of the wolves in the pack barked, whimpering nervously. â€œWe should forget about the strays and take our leave.â€<br/><br/>Annabelle looked away from Fatal and to the guards closing in on them. She flattened her ears and growled. Luckily they were behind a structure so as long as they remained still the humans would pass by them. The last thing she needed was humans ruining this moment for her, assuming she was about to avenge a death. It took a good ten minutes or so for the human to pass before everything livened up again. However, by the looks of things Beyt and Gimmel could tell that the humans would be back soon enough. They had to get out of there now.