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It was fucking cold. The sun hadn't risen it days, not since it just disappearred from the sky, snow fell continuiously and the temperatures were nearly freezing. He could not wait for spring now. Shoulders hunched in a futile attempt to keep out the cold, the blistering wind whipping his dark coat ruthlessly. Legs disappeared in the deep snow, making walking anywhere a pain in the ass. Ebon kissers were now perpetually curled into a snarl and eyes blazed with thinly veiled fury. Who the fuck pissed off the gods?
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It was a bitch to follow any scent trail. He searched for his witch, moving through the forest with forced slowness. If they didn't scarve to death this winter, they would freeze. The prey had long fled, replaced instead by foreign roars the steadily got closer. Something was out there, lurking in the shadows. The lack of food was slowly but surely taking a toll. His priority now was finding his witch and ensuring that she remained healthy until spring. He didn't want to have to kill his entire first litter if they were weak from a weak mother.
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@Erzsébet
Warmth. She had found it in her den finally. Or more so in a new den. It had not gone unnoticed to the witch that though the sun was gone there was still some semblance of warmth to the lands and that warmth radiated from the trees. She had spent almost three days digging through frozen earth to get deep down below the earth, wrapped up and nestled tightly underground smugness the roots that also seemed to be giving off a feeling of heat. She was comfortable to say the least, hungry but she wasn't frozen and that was a start. Selfish she was in this comfort, for a time forgetting that maybe she should take a moment to share this speck of knowledge with her pack... Maybe tomorrow...

For the rest the darkness was taking some getting used to, they were bumbling fools even in the strange haze that apparently the trees were giving off. Her whole world was darkness. Though the howls and screams in the distance... Something in her twisted, concern? Fear? Probably not, just a sharp understanding that that was a cause for concern and caution. It would be dealt with accordingly if or when it arrived and until then she would just be hyper aware. Funny how she didn't even take her pregnancy into account in all of this, if they runt lived or died she did not care, there would be other times to fulfill deals when the world was not hell frozen over...

She would hear him before he would notice her and slowly jaws would part as she let out a low frequency to alert him to her presence within her den. Hips would flip and massive tail would coil around her body as she made some room for him to join her if he so wished. She had taken time to line the inside of her den floor with fur, twigs and other soft grasses to keep the chill of the earth from interrupting the warming of the roots. It had actually turned out quite nicely if she did say so herself... <I>'Any news?'</i> She would inquire, words soft and monotone as they slithered into his mind, where had he been and what had he been up to in the time since the sun had been swallowed.

@Odysseus
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Perhaps he could claim a fire user and force them to make him fires all winter. It was a plausible idea, plans were interrupted when a low frequency vibrated his ears. He would halt, looking around to find a den at the base of a tree. Her voice came next, inquiring about news. A few steps would bring him inside, finding the temperature to be much warmer. Muscles relaxed, no longer trying to find off the cold. Nothing yet. But there's something out there. He would comment, lowering his behemoth figure to the den floor. Looking around, she had been busy. The den was freshly dug beneath the tree and was lined with moss, fur and other insulation.
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[b]How are you?{/b] It was not a polite question or general curiosity. She was carrying his future, thus her wellbeing had temporarily become his top priority. Silver eyes rested on her features as legs stretched out as he imposed on her personal space, intentional or not, he took up a large portion of her den. Ears tipped forward in her direction, though it was unnecessary as her voice filtered straight to his mind and rarely ever left her lips.
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@Erzsébet
She would hear him halt, ears tipping forward as she considered his location. He seemed to take a moment before he would realize that she had made herself a den within the warmth of a trees roots before he would saunter over and slip inside. Dropping himself at her side he would comment that something was out there and slowly she would look towards the mouth of her den. <i>'I have not been deaf to the cries. I think it would be wise to travel in groups at this time...'</i> She would muse. She didn't want anyone hurt while they waited to see what happened. <i>'Perhaps we should journey to speak to the gods....'</i> She would suggest, looking back to Odysseus and tipping her head. Now that he was inside she would close her jaws, allowing his aura to bubble up along his flesh rather then tracking him through sonar. He would ask of her well being and she would blink a few times before looking away. <i>'I will do my best to keep your spawn alive, but if this winter proves too difficult...'</i> She would let the statement hang, though she would not look away.

@Odysseus
She had heard the cries, she was aware of them. Good. He would nod, knowing that she was right, no one should be out and about alone right now. He cared not for individual safety but the pack was small, they needed to keep their numbers up. His witch suggested a trip to visit the gods, he would lift his shoulders in a shrug. If you wish. He wasn't quite sold on the gods just yet, but if she was going to not only tresspass but make the long trek to the mountain top, she was not doing it alone. The moment she looked away a flicker of irritation hardened his gaze. Her next words came as no surprise. If it came down to her or their spawn, she would chose herself. Lips curled briefly, but he said nothing on the matter, knowing he would be helpless to stop her. Have you spoken with any of the other members? He had not gotten to meet much of the pack, nor did he really care to right now.
He would agree to a visit to the gods though she was sure that it was not due to his belief in their ability to help them and rather that he was protecting his most important asset. She didn't care as long as he came. Maybe another... Perhaps Persephone would join them. Maybe it would be a pack event, a larger group was better after all especially when traveling such distances. He would stay carefully silent as she told him that she would pick herself over their children, good at least he knew he had no choice in the matter. Though she did intend to see this through if she had any say in the matter. Next he would question if she had spoken to any of the other members and she would frown and look back to him carefully. <I>'I have considered sending Erish to our friend that settled in the south. Aside from that no. Not since the first day. I have been preoccupied here. Maybe we should call another meeting soon...'</I> She would muse idly. And even at their first meeting they and been missing two. Lux and Newt... Though a new one had joined them. <I>'Thoughts?'</I> She would inquire, head tipping slightly in consideration.

@Odysseus
Moving on to business, she would continue. She spoke of a girl, Erish, and sending her to the south. A brow would arch in question. Why her? He would inquire. What is her purpose? She clearly had some sort of plan and he wanted to know what it was. But aside from that, nothing, she had been preoccupied. A meeting was in order. I could call a meeting in a few days time. We need to figure out what our numbers still are, inform them all of this new hazard. Words fell smoothly from his lips, silver gaze resting easily on her dark features. What did she think?
He would ask of Erish, of her purpose and job and shoulders would rise and fall lazily. She had had plans but those had taken a quick turn when this had all happened. <I>'Originally I had claimed her as a contract. Since she had fallen for the beast that came to take our home. I am not so heartless. I told her that if she wanted her freedom she was to bring me another to replace her or give me a child from her first litter.'</I> She would explain the deal in bland words as if it was a typical deal she would offer anyone. <I>'Until she pays me either I will continue to allow her to visit our firend and then root around in her skull when she returns.'</I> She would say, looking to Odysseus again and tipping her head. He would offer to call a meeting, saying that they should inform the others of the most present threats and she would nod slowly. <I>'We should call them here, inform them that burrowing beneath the trees, thought hard work, provides amble warmth to survive as well...'</I> She would suggest idly.
Brows shot up in surprise. This girl had feelings for the ivory fool? Does he care for her? He would inquire, lips curling into a sneer. He still had yet to deal out retribution for the mans damn near fatal mistake. Excitement fluttered through his chest, inner demons stiring from their rest and tugging at their chains. Elongated canines peeked out from beneath his ebony kissers, poison lacing his salivia in response. I think Ill accompany her on her next visit. He would muse out loud. The man had tried to steal his forest, but he did not come across as callous, as being able to ignore a damsel in distress. If in turn, the man did indeed care for this wench, then all the better for his purpose.
He would asked if the man cared for her and she would frown in thought for a moment. <i>'It is a question I did not think to ask... I can only assume though...'</i> She would offer, tipping her head slightly in curious consideration, what was he going to do to ruin her plans this time... She was no idiot, she knew he had a thing against the man and though Erzs had no feelings about it there was that logical part of gwvrqib that told her that if he had tried once to take her home that he would probably try again. They needed to put the fear of the gods in him... He would speak of escorting her and lips would curl back in the smallest of snarls. <i>'Odysseus. Let me get my payment from her then you may slaughter her at his paws if you please. I care not for her other then for our numbers. Let her replace herself first.'</i> She would warn. She had her priorities straight, she had a purpose for Erish and once that was filled she cared not what happened to her.

@Odysseus
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