Thicket of Secrets Sundown in the Paris of the prairies

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Their mission was simple. They were to go to where everything started for mother and father and get an unclean pup and sacrifice it. Then the curse that had descended upon the home pack when Wendigo had been spared would be lifted. Rhamnus was in a right foul mood ever since they left Alaska and had wanted to stop multiple times and just pick up a pup somewhere else. As tempting as it was to end the tedious march across North America Wendigo knew that wouldn't do. Rhamnus' protests were cut short as soon as Wendigo agreed and cited the curse would no longer be his fault but hers.

In the dark his coat blended in much better than hers, but his size and muscular physique was still more intimidating. Which didn't make for good pup-napping but they were going to do their best anyways. Or, well they weren't going to try they were going to do or else there was no point showing up back in Alaska. They moved through the thickets silently, the smell of a pup thick in their nostrils. Somebody was out of bed and all alone, hadn't anybody warned them about the boogeyman?

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He shouldn't of wandered. Not since Bero disappeared, Adimar couldn't leave his mother or father. It hurt knowing his brother was out there, somewhere all alone. But, he was a coward. The twin didn't go look for his lost brother. Well he did, but he didn't stray far from the borders after his dark looming father snapped at him to stay near the den. His father's voice had been so angry, so hurt, and so scared. He never thought he could see his father scared, just as scared as Adimar was.

Meir was no longer scared. That was a month or so ago since his twin disappeared. Though the depressing blanket over the thicket still lingered, suffocating the young Athesila slowly.

Wandering from the borders that morning, Adimar never could of dreamt of what was going to happen to him that day. Though perhaps it would be the nightmare that haunted him for the rest of his life.

"Hello?" He called out curiously though the thicket.

 

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Until the snow fell her brother would be better concealed in these forests (much to her dismay) and so she hung back, allowing the evening fog to swallow up her pristine coat, burning blood orange eyes focused on where she placed her paws to minimise the racket they could be making with so much leaf litter lining the thicket floor. Rhamnus had an inkling that they might have been getting close. The musty damp stench of mushrooms and moss filling her nose. What she hadn't expected was for a woodlands pup to fall straight into their lap. The broken voice cut through the fog, causing Rhamnus to speed up so that she would be seen before Wendigo. After all he could be quite intimidating despite his less than stellar lineage.

She put a gentle smile on her face, honeyed tone cutting through the failing light like a beacon of hope (or a wisp to lead the travelling child to their doom). "Hello dear? I can't quite see you through the fog, are you alright? Don't mind my little brother, he's not much of a talker." Of course he was probably going to prove her wrong just because he could.

It was a good thing that the kid couldn't see Wendigo yet because at Rhamnus' greeting he rolled his eyes dramatically. He might have been raised to be an assassin but he was still a teenager and this was his sister after all. Not much of a talker his bottom, but he remained silent for now letting the pure blooded wolf take the lead. She brushed past him and her voice was as sweet as wildflowers on a lazy summer day, not even a hint of malice hiding despite the fangs that had spoken. She might have seemed nice but Wendigo knew what she was capable of, and what she had already done.

Not the brute though. This was to be his first killing, and oh what a spectacle it would be. Find a pup, kill it and bring back its pelt as a souvenir to show that the curse was lifted from the Alaskan pack. Rhamnus pushed through the fog ahead of him, Wendigo a silent shadow behind her until both of them could see the pup that had fallen so easily into their laps. Kids were big by this time of year, almost indistinguishable from the yearlings if not for their childish innocence and awkwardly lanky bodies, large paws and stupid rabbit ears. Before Rhamnus could say anything else Wendigo gave his best smile, the one that charmed the ladies brave enough to meet his eyes back home despite the curse he carried. He carried himself as small as possible given his large frame and his tail wagged lazily behind him, "You from around here? We seem to have gotten turned around in the fog." Translation: How far away are you parents? Can we kill you here or do we need to get you a little farther away from your bodyguards?

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The distrust he should have towards these two strangers was not present when it really should have been. He didn't feel threatened by these two as they seemed rather nice with the way they spoke to him. The alabaster woman gave him a gentle smile and spoke with likeness to his mother's kind words, pulling him closer to her as she already had him hooked. Next was the sinker.

The dark man was friendly enough giving him a smile and a wag of his tail that Adimar mocked as he drew closer to them out of the fog that hung around them. "Yeah, I live just over there behind us with my parents." He said innocently as he gestured his head back towards the heart of the Secret Woodlands. His peach gaze turning back to the pair as he asked them, "Are you guys lost?" The dark stranger had mentioned they got turned around in the fog, so perhaps the Athesila twin could help them on their way. He knew this forest like the back of his paw anyway.

 

(This post was last modified: Nov 11, 2017, 02:32 AM by Adimar.)

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Just over there, she wouldn't have to voice her concerns to Wendigo, knowing he was smart enough to echo her though of too close. Her smile didn't falter, it rarely did, her honeyed tongue hiding poison as her look changed to one of concern. "I'm afraid we are, we were looking for the cedarwood forest." If they were where she thought they might be, then it should be just south of here, and their prize would hold a hint of extra mile when they presented it to their father. She looked almost complacent in the ease with which she stood despite the adrenalin that had begun to seep into her blood. Too easy, so close. What was the catch?

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Wendigo's smile grew larger at his sister's words, he was genuinely happy that they were already on the same page. Just over behind us was way too close for either of them to be comfortable with, and frankly they would be stupid to do the take down here. Besides, the kid was supposed to die on the mountain, they could knock him out here and cart him all the way over their but his parents would track his blood down. If they got him to walk most of the way their on his own accord it would be much harder for them all to be found and by the time the Woodlands wolves made it onto the mountain where their son had died the siblings would have taken his body way up north.

But they were trying to look lost. So he painted a concerned look across his face and a meekly whine slithered from his throat, "Do you think you could take us there?" Surely a kid who was wandering around by himself at night, happily greeting strangers had not been warned about the dangers this posed. If all worked out according to plan he would walk right out from under his parents' noses none the wiser and this whole thing would be so easy. Easy enough that they would be home before the major winter storms began to hit, their home would already be covered by snow now but the blizzards wouldn't begin for another moon or two.

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Aw dang, these guys were lost. The white lady mentioned they were trying to find the cedar forest south of the thickets, a place he's been a few times on his own when he let himself wander. Adimar knew the way there quite easily and would be back in time before his parents would notice he was gone. Though his peach eyes turned to look back into the dark shadows of the thickets, to where his parents slept peacefully, unaware of the terrible danger their son was in. His mother would want him to be polite and guide these adults to the forest. He knew the way, he could do it. They wouldn't be mad at him for it, he was being a good son.

Smiling briefly then, "Sure, I know the way!" He pipped as he pranced out across the borders with his chest puffed out like he knew he was their savior. Oh, how wrong he was.

 

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Sure! The response was so chipper and certain. Rhamnus might have felt sorry for the child if his coat was white and his blood unsullied but that wasn't what stood before her so her smile just widened in a relieved fashion, her tail waving limply at her back, "We'd sure be grateful if you could!" She knew that Wendigo would hear the silent and internal eye roll, as she stepped forward beaming a bright smile. "It's this way right?" She deliberately turned towards the east on the off chance the child really had no clue, but she would quickly correct her course with what would pass as an embarrassed smile when he corrected her. She had already said the fog had them turned around.