I have her

@Phineas . Others may join, though Beelzebub is calling out for him specifically.

He had her. She was right where he wanted her, far from the clutches of Magnolia Glen wolves. He had crossed the distance from one forest to another and out the other end until once more he was reaching the edges of the home land for which he had been turned away from. For which he had been rejected. At another time, perhaps Hypatia's faith in him would have been well off. Perhaps he could have been her guide, her guardian. Now, even without her knowledge, he was her captor. Locked away within the Umbra Corpse, sealed off in a small hollow, he would insure that her family and pack would never see the likes of her daughter again should they note adhere to his terms. Now again he toes on the borders of the Glen, dangerously close this time, with his body held high and arrogant promise, though his tail a delicate and comfortable stay at his backside as it slumped. He called out for one wolf and one wolf only - Phineas, who had rejected him some time ago.

(This post was last modified: Feb 12, 2014, 02:33 AM by Beelzebub.)

The pack – primarily its leads – had been taken with worry the moment he had return without the young princess. Scouting missions were common already as they sought food, yet now their purpose had shifted, and each day, as the members of the Glen would return home with no news of his tawny daughter, Phineas could feel more and more of his rage and despair grow.The call for him did nothing more than wrap ice around his heart. He recognized the oily voice, craving his attention.. how stupid was the wolf to come to his borders? Phineas was nimble now – quick, as his paws traced across the snow and to the mutt’s location. He came upon him then, and as tall as the ebony wolf held himself, Phineas held himself even more so by sheer size alone. His pelt bristled as his fangs flashed in the light of the sun, and as he trailed closer, his eyes fell to one spot alone: his opponent’s throat.

Yet he knew he could not attack. The stranger before him was not stupid and likely had formulated a plan to torment the Glen pack further, rather than simply walking to his death. Upon the news of his daughter’s survival, the demands were made: Magnolia Glen was to provide the fool with food in exchange for Hypatia’s location.

Phineas himself, was no fool either. The simple acceptance would be that the rogue had already killed her, and after they met his demands and given him what he so craved, he would steal away while they went in search for her. He desired nothing more than to call bullshit, and tear the asshole to shreds and feed him to his pack.. but that one small flicker of hope kept him from doing so.

Ordering the pack to gather as much as they could (which was not much), the trade was made. No time was wasted in tracking his only daughter down, and with the promise he would rip the other wolf to shreds once he was found (after he was hunted down), he would need to begin the chase as quickly as possible.

Yet the reunion held a different significance. The tawny beauty was alive – albeit not well, given the conditions of winter. Relief broke way through the ravaged mind of vengeance, and only when Hypatia was home, safe and with her family, did Phineas gather a few others to seek out Beelzebub.

But he was long gone.