Aminita

Not wanting to join the hunt, mainly because her ex-pack was leading it, Aminita volunteered herself to scout around the pack's borders while everyone else was gone. After all, it was one of her designated duties. She already screwed up in the pup-sitting department, so she knew it would be doubly bad if an intruder got in on her watch.

Legosa

The massive canine was returning to the packland, thinking things over in his whirling mind. Revenge. The scent of Torture and Torment were permenantly lodged in his memory, as were the words of his sister. Now he had to figure out which one was Torture, and which was Torment, in order for Traitor's information to be of any use.

Legosa stopped suddenly, spotting Aminita as she made her rounds along the back border. He knew that the rest of the pack was out hunting with the Lurkers, and suddenly, a dark thing entered his already sinister mind. Something that would show just how low he could really stoop. The idea nearly made him shudder, and yet just as he was about to dismiss it, a reality hit him. For the first time in a long time, he struggled with an old demon that had not bothered him since before he had met Mitya, let alone Aaka. Reputation.

Instinct, desire, arrogance, and many things more melded into his head until the raw emotions took him over. He was blinded by them all until every ounce of restraint broke down and all he could feel were the bare pangs of ferocity eating at the black pit that was his soul. There was little warning of what he was about to do, except a subtle change in his eyes. He rushed Aminita, ears up and fangs bared, warning her not to run as he attempted to grab her scruff...

Aminita

She hadn't noticed him until she heard the heavy plodding of paws rushing her way. Startled, she turned with bristled fur as her eyes locked briefly with her alpha's. Not sure what she had done to make him so upset, though suspecting it was just Legosa venting steam for what had recently happened, Aminita didn't run. With a submissive yelp, she pinned her ears back and hunched down. Knowing not to fight against her alpha, she didn't struggle when he grabbed her scruff.

Legosa

He did not speak; he didn't need to. His dark facade spoke clearer than any words could. His intentions were vile and remorseless, and he didn't bother to think of an excuse for it. Gripping her nape tightly, he glared hatefully into her eyes when she looked at him...

When he finally spoke, cold and sinister, "If you tell anyone... you will die. If you ever come back here, you will die!" That was all the warning he gave her. With a snarl, he turned and sprinted away.