What's the point anymore?, Blood, blood, gallons of the stuff

[Crys]

Ooc// Feel free to join, anyone. Btw, like my new table? *grins* (Song lyrics in the following post Copywrite to My Chemical Romance)

[How can I love you] "Well they encourage all complete cooperation, Send you roses when they think you need to smile. I can't control myself because I don't know how, And they love me for it honestly, I'll be here for a while." Sound echoed out over the meadow. It was actually quite an interesting sound. The barky yip, mixed in with a bit of howl every once in a while. What was this noise? Zoom in closer, only to find... You guessed it. Taye, singing her heart out, skipping through the meadow, a large and silly grin plastered to her alabaster faceade. She stepped in perfect harmony with the tune. Quite an interesting one, as well... "So give them blood, blood, gallons of the stuff! Give them all that they can drink and it will never be enough. So give them blood, blood, blood. Grab a glass because there's going to be a flood!" And indeed, all around her was scattered the many carcasses of squirrels, rabbits, and even the occasional sparrow. Taye loved slaughtering sparrows, for some unknown reason. It was so her, though. What had this she-wolf been doing? Hunting, apparently. Enough to probably feed the whole pack, with some extra. And she was most likely just gonna let it sit and rot under the sun. Sure, she'd eaten a little bit. But the blood bath was mostly to vent her stress. Apparently, she was no longer angry. Giddy as a school girl, actually, since she now had almost perfect mobility in all legs. She should probably thank Chidd. Naw. He was an idiot. Though he did clean wounds well. They were healed after all. "A celebrated man amongst the gurneys. They can fix me proper with a bit of luck. The doctors and the nurses they adore me so, But it's really quite alarming cause I'm such an awful fuck." She giggled at the last word, rolling over on the ground. Her recently groomed fur was beginning to become tangled and matted with blood again. The way she liked it. Much more comfortable than having clean fur. It was just so stupid. Plus, messy fur made her look bigger. And that was always a plus. Damn her unusual small size. But whatever. That wasn't the topic at hand right now. It was the pile of friends gathered around her. It was time for the tea party soon. But she wanted one more guest. These ones were all so... Quiet. She wondered why. "I gave you blood, blood, gallons of the stuff, I gave you all that you can drink and it has never been enough. I gave you blood, blood, blood, I'm the kind of wolfish wreckage that you love." Love love love. Love is such a stupid word. But it makes me giggle. And giggleing is fun. Don't you think so, mister floppy ears. Answer my thoughts, you fool! Ah whatever. My, did you dye your fur, mister acorn? I love that shade of red. I've done my fur in it, too. But we can't have the same color fur! Oh no no no! So I'll just have to rip you to smaller pieces. And thus, Taye picked up "Mister Acorn" in her mouth, and continued to tear the poor dead creature into mauled bits of carnage. Lovely carnage. That word is much better. Yup. Carnage will be my new favorite word. Other than fuck. That one's nice, too. She grinned. [When I can't even love myself?]

[Rhys]

Grey green eyes watched the little wolf dance among the little bodies of numerous dead animals. They narrowed, frowning.

She sung a little song about blood at the top of her lungs, dropping down occasionally to roll amongst the carnage. The sight was disturbing.

"Now when did this happen?" Melandru whispered quietly to himself. He sat quietly on a small rise leading up to the woods, unnoticed by the frolicking mad wolf below. You could understand his worry as Taye, grinning, picked up another dead sparrow and began to gnaw it to bits. She did not do this because she was hungry. He knew why.

Taye was going mad.

His fluffy tail twitched as he watched. He had been watching for some time. Insane. Sure, she had been saucy before, back-talking, sarcastic, but never like this. Never mad. Now, Melandru feared he would have to slaughter her and get a new Lead Scout. But mostly he thought, How did this happen? Where did the madness start? Why is she being pushed off the edge?

Or had it been there all along, hidden in that brain that never ceased to calculate? Apparently it was doing more than calculating these days.

Maybe he was mistaken. Maybe this was just a phase. But as he watched her down below, it was becoming more and more obvious.

Had the start been Nysk's arrival? Or that deeper secret, the one told to him by Volz, had it planted the seeds long ago?

[Crys]

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[How can I love you] "Now when did this happen?" A faint voice that barely even sunk into Taye's mind. She paused, and swiveled her head to view a figure she knew quite well. The great king Melandru, lord of the world. Lovely! Was Melly going to come and have a teaparty? Or bloodparty. Either way. It was wonderful! She and him could have a little get-together, and be all happy and whatnot... Yeah.... Happy. happy happy happy. Lovely happy. Everyone is just so damn happy! "Melandru! Deary deary dear. How nice of you to come! Do you like my decorating job? Lovely, no? And my singing?" She chimed, grinning over at him. Live and die. Present, past, future all rolled into one. Though technicall it was all past, since with the reflection of light and the time it took for sound and whatnot to travel to your brain... It's already happened a few fractions of a second ago. No present and future then. All past. Well, there goes 'A christmas Carol.' Sorry Charles Dickens. She giggled lightly. [When I can't even love myself?]

[Rhys]

Melandru got up and started down the slope. He had decided to test his theory about her 'phase'.

The alpha reached his lead scoutess as she giggled at him, and raised his paw swiftly. Well, like Cerberus says-
SMACK!

'A blow to the head solves all problems.'

He landed a blow right on her nose actualy, the force enough to send her stumbling back a few steps. "Snap out of it, dolt. Look at yourself."

He glared coolly at her and waited for her to get her senses back in order, so he could ask her what was wrong.

[Crys]

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[How can I love you] Taye took a few astonished steps back, eyes wide. She blinked a few times, her nose stinging something feirce. She looked around. Look at yourself? What? So he didn't like her party? Well fuck him then. It wasn't his party. It was hers. All hers. He didn't have to like it. She snarled at him, narrowing her eyes into a leering stare. "Dolt am I? Well mister prissy pants, I didn't ask you to come along shouting names." She sneered. Look at yourself... Look at what? I'm a stranger. I don't know myself. Who am I? Why am I? Look at yourself. What have I become...? Her fit was starting to fade, but she kept her feirce glare. What did he know? How could he understand any of it? Damn alpha. Thought he was all that, when he was really just a.... A... What was he? She didn't even have a word for what he was. That's how bad he was. So bad there wasn't even a name for it. [When I can't even love myself?]

[Rhys]

She looked startled for a moment, backing up a few steps, as he had expected. For a moment the madness was still there, then it was replaced by anger. He watched, relieved, as sanity began to creep back into her hurt face.

For a second there, he'd thought he was going to have to slaughter her. And -surprise breifly flickered on his face before it was squashed, too- he found that he hadn't wanted to do it. Somehow, somewhere, he'd actualy become fond of her.

He blinked twice, and then narrowed his eyes swiftly into a more busnesslike aditude.

"Taye, what's wrong? I knew you were obnoxious, but not insain."

[Crys]

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[How can I love you] Taye was surprisingly silent for a very long time. It wasn't like the loudmouthed to hold her tounge so long. In fact, one might think she had gone deaf, if it wasn't for the expression that was plastered on her features. Something strange... Something not often seen upon the she-wolf's face. A face she hid from the world, behind her own invisible mask. Worry, and parhapse even sadness was now ladled across her features. "You don't know anything about me. Don't even pretend to know anything about me..." She paused, glaring at him. "You speak of insanity? You know nothing. Nothing. NOTHING!" [When I can't even love myself?]

[Rhys]

"I only know what I know about you from what you've showed me, Taye. How do you expect anyone to get close to you IF YOU SHOW THEM NOTHING."

Melandru, for some unknown reason, had found himself shouting. He didn't care. He went on anyways with his triad, determined to help her.

"Knowing is the key to understanding, understanding is the key to acceptance."

He paused.

"Acceptance must be had before the occurrence of love."

The alpha was silent for a moment, a long moment. He slowly lowered his haunches to the blood-splattered ground. His tail curled around him paws, like a cat. From his Anubis pose, he said, quietly, "You've been with a male. This is the new male I met at the borders. His scent is fresh on you."

He looked at her, the alpha scanning her eyes.

"Taye, please tell me what happened. What is wrong?"

[Crys]

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[How can I love you] "You see nothing because there is nothing! I am nothing! NOOOOOthing! I'm just a walking shell. I have no purpose. Why am I here? WHY WHY WHY!?!" She shreiked, jumping around wildy. "I have no purpose! None! None! Nothing! I'm a walking shadow! And you.... What do you have, alpha deary? Melly Melly Melandru? What do you have? Do you have a purpose?" She threw herself to the ground, rolling over onto her back. "Without purpose I am nothing. Nothing. Nothing. Nothing. NOTHING!" She whimpered. "I have no purpose. I have no excuse to live. I should be dead. But I'm not. Why.....?" [When I can't even love myself?]

[Rhys]

"My purpose is exactly what I choose! And I choose to protect this pack- that is my purpose. Which leads me to your purpose."

He knelt down next to her keeping them level, and continued to lecture her unmercifully. He hated to do this, to give her such a gruesome charge, but it was the only one he could think of that she might understand.

"In this pack, your purpose is to protect, too. Protect against Nysk. You know what you live for. It's what you lived for from the first, what made you set that trap in the first place."

Grey green eyes narrowed.

"To kill Nysk."

[Crys]

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[How can I love you] "If.... If I live only to kill Nysk, then why couldn't I do it?" She whispered, letting the real question out. Sure, she hadn't been about to kill Nysk herself... But Melandru had been. And she had stepped in the way. Basically, she had saved Nysk's life. If given the chance, would she be able to take it away? She told herself yes. Over and over she did... But could she really? "If I live for a quest uncertain, does that mean I'm not fit to live at all? Once my quest is over and done with, by me or not... Does that leave me worthless? Answer me these questions, dear Melly." [When I can't even love myself?]

[Rhys]

"You're only wolven, Taye. He was your brother."

(Sorry for the shortness. He's trying to make a point.)

[Crys]

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[How can I love you] "Wolven or not, I was weak. Why am I so weak? I'm weak minded. That's what it is. I'll never accomplish anything... She glared at him, like it was all his fault. "I'll bet it's the packlife, isn't it? You're trying to make a weakling packmember out of me. Is that it? Why? And to think you were the one wolf that I almost trusted..." She spat at his feet. Alpha. He was no leader. Trying to trick her into being some sort of a slave for him. She would have none of it. "Trust is for fools, Melandru. And a fool I am not." [When I can't even love myself?]

[Rhys]

Melandru glared, and lifted his paws from the spot where she had spat. "If you were weak, Taye, I would have gotten rid of you. I do not accept weak, useless wolves. You should know that."

He was displaying enormous tolerance for her, and wondering still why he bothered. Well, that was why he'd let her in, really. He had an ego problem, and she was cure for it. That- and she was a natural leader.

"He cracked one of my ribs, Taye. Me! It sounds pompous, Scoutess, but... incidentally, I've never been injured by anything before." He gave her a meaningful look, and then looked off into the distance. There was a glimmer of fear in his eyes before cold anger repressed it. In truth, though, Melandru was afraid- the first time he's ever been so in his life. Nysk was the only opponent he'd ever allowed to injure him- and the Tormentor was still out there. Suddenly he was more than afraid for himself- he was afraid for Taye. And he was afraid for Whysper, and Beaflure, and Cerberus and every other wolf in his pack. He was afraid for the pack most of all.

In months, maybe weeks, there would be war. His wolves might die. He was sworn to protect them, and he feared the fact that they might die. But he would never show that fear to anyone. Alphas do not fear. It is part of what they are.

But war.....

He had a pack meeting to call. He could not waste time here with one Lead Scoutess with problems with fear. He was having his own. The alpha looked down at his Scoutess.

"Well Taye, are you ok now? Or do you think you are so low that you must leave my pack? I won’t have it. War is coming soon. Whether you like it or not, I need you here."

[Blaqwynter]

Hearing afar, the conversation that held between the two wolven, caught the interest of Whysper. The ghostly silloutte, padded forth, toward the sounds of Melandru's vocals, and the sound of Taye. She didn't like Taye all that well, ever since she pointed out that she was ''nothing to the pack''. Those words stung her like a bee sting, and stuck to her like glue. A loathsome snarl emitted her chords, as hues sought for the femme , and soon spotted her. The snarl was only audible for herself to hear, but she ceased her growls as she approached Melandru.

Several feet away, she held her banner high as well as her crown. Since she was Melandru's new mate and all, and soon to be Alphess. She would show Taye who was worthless, and who was worthy. Infact they both were worthy. It was Nysk's pack who were worthless, and she wished Taye would see through her hues in the likes of that.

A smile caressed across her swarthy lippens, as she looked to Melandru, and padded up to him, and rubbed her cranium under his chin. This was a sign of greeting and respect, as well as a thrown in nuzzle of affection for her mate. Hues danced upon Taye and forced herself to smile at her but really she had burning desire to rip her apart.

Greetings love.... Taye.....

Her voice was sweet and humble like, until her last word. ''Taye''. It was soft, cold, and slightly distant sounding as she spoke her name. She wanted to like Taye, but Taye was a hard one to figure out. Soon enough Whysper had to get used to her. She had too. There was no choice. Despite the fact that Whysper had been all over the territory, doing other things like Chasing Gorgon off and what not. She hadn't seen Taye in a few moons.