Krister Lenton. A man of five foot 9 inches. Slender and nearly stick-like. He looked almost like he lacked protein in his frail pale body. Wiry looking shoulder-length black hair hung straight, making his sharp thin face look like a Disney villains face. The streaks of grey hair didn’t help, nor did the eager hungry look for a hunt.
The queen was informing him of everything she knew, the king left to silence. Kris turned his head to him and smirked assumed,” Do you have anything to put in? Did you know about this?” The king gulped, shaking his head slowly. He would rather not speak so his wife didn’t yell over him.
“Why would he know anything!? He is always doing something else when anything happens. Always in his own little world. We all know that is where our daughter got it. Airheads.”
Kris narrowed his eyes, looming at the king’s shaking figure. Then he stood up.
“I will start now. But as for our deal of the job,” Kris gave a gut turning smile, masked with innocence,” I want your daughter’s hand.”
He knew that this marriage would be no sided. An arranged marriage meant that he would get rule over the cat territory. All of it. And once that happened, bye-bye Princess of the StarDust clan and hello new territory.
The queen smiled and nodded,” Deal. She could use a mate. Being so anti-social and rejecting all the ones that have asked for her hand.” Kris smirked.
After the troublesome man left, the king exhaled, looking at his wife,” Honey, I feel like this is a bad idea. At least giving him our daughter’s hand. Something doesn’t feel right.”
“Shut your mouth. It is the least she can do for running away from here! Disrespectful Brat!”
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Diamond sneezed, rubbing her nose looking around,” Is someone talking about me?”
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Kris stormed through the brush and branches that had fallen on the ground. Winter was just around the counter and it was a perfect time for this hunt to come into play. His greyish fur coat rustled as the wind whipped past him in his darting race with his pack right behind him. His first location was his brothers. His old home.
His huffs and growls showed in the frozen air. Soon he was at the arched way gate, smirking in a threatening hunger and he stalked forward, pushing the gates open with his muzzle, startling some nearby pups into a cry and running off.
“I’m home~!” His growled bellowing howl shook the area around, heads of people and other wolves popping out. Silence and fear were covering this clan’s land. Their homes are tightly closed. A door from a shop flew open and Erien stepped out. Shooting a side looking glare at the giant grey beast in his view. He snorted, closed the shop door and moved forward. Kris gave no hesitation and lunged at Erien. Erien ducked down only to shoot back up and knock his new furry face into his brother’s throat, whipping him weightless down to the leaf coated ground and snarled at the grey wolf below.
Erien’s large black furry mass was keeping every inch of his being from attacking this one. From attacking the beast that threatened the home around him.
“What the hell do you want now,” he thundered low. Kris was back to normal, his pale features and hollow eyes smirking at his angered little sibling. It made him excited.
“Let’s have a meeting. I need to ask a few questions for a job I have. Help your dear old big brother out~?”
Erien backed up, shaking his head and folding his ears back ignoring the artificial plea of his brother. “Get lost, Krister. I refuse. I would rather not die or allow you to use any of my friends in your aid. It’s not worth it.”
Kris stood up, brushing his naked body clean from the semi-wet dirt, “Not even if it means getting a reward from the StarDust clan? Their daughter is missing.”
Erien froze in the archway of the gate. He wanted to go for a run, meet up with an old friend he hadn’t seen in a few months. His ears twitched, he knew who Kris was talking about. And the gut feeling he was gaining, oh no, this was nothing good.
“The cats? Why in Abnoba’s hunt would that happen with you.”
“I happened to be talking to the king when the queen came running screaming her head off about it,” Kris shrugged his shoulders, scanning his tensed brother up and down. No matter how thick and large his canine body was, he was still able to be read so easily. Kris knew that his little brother knew something. That made him want to push more,” The queen’s voice was rather annoying. So loud. So violent in words. How annoying and crude.”
Erien snorted, holding back a laugh. Kris isn’t one to talk. Nor was he either. Or their baby brother.
“Erien,” Kris was now next to Erien, smirking devilishly,” I know you know something. You can’t keep secrets. So come on, tell me. I want my reward, and if anything, I can get you one as well. Only clans and packs will fear you, worship you. You hate being so small and looked down at just because of it. So come on, tell me.”
Erien growled, raising his paw and slapped Kris dead to the growl. Pinning him under his crushing weight, blood trickling from the cuts on Kris’s cheek.
“Never talk to me like that. You once thrived in the light of peace and nostalgia. The harmony of everything and basking in the loving of the quiet and fearless. No get lost. You traitor. Take your schemes and hell spawns away from my home. If I see you on my grounds without notice first, I will kill you myself.” With that, Erien stalked off out the gates, leaving Kris to be walked out by the Selsa’s of the pack and seen off the land with the rest.
Kris wasn’t happy. His younger brother was threatening his job being done, his reward being given, and his greed being destroyed. It was time to begin something new. Talk to someone who couldn’t lie or hold anything from him.
Kris turned his head, seeing the young woman with her spiked white hair. He smirked, opening his mouth and cooed,” Lia, my love~”
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Erien was sitting on a large flat rock by the pond side, a few birds above him looping and playing with one another. Small chirps and coos echoing in his thoughts, relaxing his tense body. Then a thud in the water snapped him awake.
A young girl with a pixie cut blonde hair and icy froze sea-green eyes peered at him. Her gaze was mischievous. And he rose. Erien knew where this was going, his body arching a bit as he backed away. Then a high howl from the girl followed and she ran at him, how body soaking wet as he yelled out and raced off.
“Get back here you dumbass!”
“You are soaking wet! I don’t need to go back drenched!”
Soon the girl tackled the male over and shook, covering him in water droplets and laughter,” Suffer!”
Rayna Vega. The Princess of the Indigo bunting flock. She was Erien’s best friend since she came around. She was also his eyes from above for anything. Her partner, Leon, was not too fond of Erien, nor was Erien of him, but that got along enough to at least enjoy a small conversation.
“So, what’s been going on with you,” Rayna helped her annoyed best friend from the ground. “Your pouting boyish face was saying it all. So start spilling boy-o!”
“Kris came by. He is on a hunt. A job deal with the StarDust clan. I don’t know what deal he has with them, but it doesn’t seem good. For the princess, or the clan.”
Rayna was seeing the distraught on her friend's face. She saw him the other day with the girl. She wasn’t going to tell him, but she knew he gained a friend at the moment. Rayna knew that Erien had watched the stray cat princess dance with his pack that night and saw light in it.
“Do you need me to keep an eye on him? I can call Benji, she can help too.”
Erien nodded, thanking her for the quick offer and relaxed some. It’ll be hell, especially with winter coming.
“We will be short in wings though, many are going vacationing now for it being colder by the day. But we will try.”
“I will have Duncan and the Delta’s help you out. I’ll ask Lia as well. You will need her help.”
Rayna smiled and nodded, patting her friends back and hugging him tightly. She knew better than anyone where this was going to lead to now. She was his best friend, after all, she knew him better than anyone right now.
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