THIS POST MAKES ME FEELS EMOTIONS TO DEEP. SO DEEP I FEELS. D: POOR ELETTRA. WHY JAYSYEK? WHHHHYYYY!?!
Elettra listened, her body held high in her stance of absolute royal nobility. She knew herself to be the ruler, the founder, and the creator of this pack which all her wolves lived within now and knew that her word was law, none the less. Though this position of being an Advisor was just as this and Elettra felt as though getting the option of an older wolf, particularly one whom had ruled for years before her time, was not a bad idea. Skana was to put placed into this position for a reason and Elettra trusted her with it.
She listens, nodding deeply to the woman's words, thinking over each and every question for which Skana had. It became very obvious that if Skana is to offer her direct and honest opinion, then she would need to know all the details of this event, not just the vague bits Elettra had offered to begin with. Killing him had many a time crossed the thoughts of Elettra Archer, even so when he had just shown up at her doorstep not but hours ago. Surely, killing him would be the easy route, but not only did Elettra wish him to suffer, she did not wish for Jaysyek to see her as the murderous monster others within the pack had willed her to see for so long now.
"I cannot fathom any particular gain Willow Ridge may harbor in Kiche's stay, then perhaps letting off a bit of steam at the expense of his own torment." She speaks honestly, admitting she could not understand a way to which Kiche would ever be beneficial to the whole of the pack. It was her own selfish desires which had allowed him to stay. Her own needs to gain retribution for the crimes he had committed, which he would not find within the Hollow. Only a slap on the wrist quickly after a 'I forgive you' would be offered there. Sighing, the woman shifts in her placement, ears perking high on her skull to the muted sound of the river down hill. Her silvery attention drifts to the older, scarred woman painted in chocolate. She'd offer Skana all she knew.
"Kiche's first offense lies with the first time I had met him, hauled up in the heart of the pack's den. I offered my assistance with our current second, to drag him out for what I believe was to be punished for disobeying out leader, Jaysyek. He attacked both Vlarindara and I, before making a run for it from the Hollow, to which he was caught and punished. It is here, I learned that he could not be trusted as a loyal member, having assaulted his members." Back then, all the wolves he would encounter were 'heathens' and surely Jaysyek was the leader of the cult. "He and I never got along. I am certain he thinks I'm the very being of hell itself - he is quite the religious freak and any ounce of aggression is a 'heathens' bidding, you see...." The very thought sends a smirk upon her lips as she pauses. "Kiche had played desperately into the role of caring for the children, to which I did not trust in the paws of what was Grizzly Hollow's omega. But even he, amongst our male lead and countless overs, abandoned us..." She pauses, a bit tense to the memory. "It was I, my partnering second and Jaysyek to care for the child over the winter, where all else had left us. Two of the boys did not make it." She puts it simple, vague. For a man whom had cared so much about the children in the pack, Kiche (as even their father) had been quick to leave them behind. So desperately Elettra had tried to save Theodore, to all a lost cause. And it had been she, whom founded the stiffen body of Prosper, with the burden of carrying the corpse home to it's mother.
"Perhaps not a murderer, and far from the capabilities of disrupting power in the pack, but he had sought it easy to attack his members before. To curse them and turn against them, and in the end, to abandon his people as did it's leader. He is no calculating master-mind, though I feel he is a threat none the less, behind the mask of a sniveling, cowardly priest." Her lips twists up a moment before flatting, with the falling of her skull. " I had served Jaysyek for nearly a year and through the hardship we shared through the winter, we survived together and grew close in this, despite our ending fall-out. She is a good woman, a good leader, but far too kind for what is best for her. So I was her strength when she needed it. I was the cruel hand of justice when it needed to be given. I didn't care what the pack thought of me, for as long as Jaysyek trusted me, I would be the bad guy if it meant protecting her heart, so rested upon her sleeve..." Her teeth gritted, pale gaze trained upon the cool ground before her paws, her body tense and heavy with burden. She would never forget the expression upon Jaysyek's face last they had seen one another - the question in Jaysyek's eyes which had broken Elettra and had torn her away for good.
Elettra straightens then once more, a deep sigh filling the whole of her heavy chest. She pauses, looking outward at the lands of her territory, now her own - her pride and joy. It would have not become had not the events of her past played out the way they had and for that, she cannot allow herself to dwell on what was, but could never again be. "So you see, Grizzly Hollow cannot punish him for they do not hold the ability, in which I do."
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