[MS] "nWo Wolfpac" Travels (Day 1-)
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The lead of the scouts towards the temple was no other than Lupus. How she'd gained the privilege to lead a small force towards the main objective, she'd never really know. Hell, she hardly knew what a temple was in the first place. The best she could surmise from the explanation is that a temple usually refers to a holy place of worship. Lupus knew nothing about what sort of things people worshiped in this world, but then again, she didn't really know what people in her world worshiped on account of her missing experiences.
The scouts on the other hand were having a hard time dealing with who was chosen as their lieutenant. A few had already started making rumors about her.
"I can't believe we're lead by some kind of werewolf bastard child or something." One of the ruder ones of the group would say to the soldier next him. The other man would reciprocate the feeling.
"I'm pretty sure that she doesn't even know how to read or write, which means they have to send messengers with verbal messages for her. How can we rely on someone leading us when they can't even do simple tasks like read?" He asked, mostly meant to be taken rhetorically. However, their conversation would be cut somewhat short by one of the veterans of her squad of a hundred people.
"You dunces need to be quiet. If you had been paying attention to the signups you would know that you don't want to get on this woman's bad side. I watched what she could do first hand on Mesa Roja. She disappeared in an instant took only a few seconds to put her knife to the neck of a man that stood twice as high as herself. If you don't believe in your commander, how can you expect to come out of this alive? She didn't get the role of Lieutenant for free." He would explain to the two trying to spread conspiracies with in the squad. They had no witty return to his words, they simply remained quiet from thereon.
The first day was quite slow and uneventful for the scouts. They had made good distance, but they were still deep within their own territory. While this didn't give them the excuse to play it lax they certainly won't going to see much action for now.
The scouts on the other hand were having a hard time dealing with who was chosen as their lieutenant. A few had already started making rumors about her.
"I can't believe we're lead by some kind of werewolf bastard child or something." One of the ruder ones of the group would say to the soldier next him. The other man would reciprocate the feeling.
"I'm pretty sure that she doesn't even know how to read or write, which means they have to send messengers with verbal messages for her. How can we rely on someone leading us when they can't even do simple tasks like read?" He asked, mostly meant to be taken rhetorically. However, their conversation would be cut somewhat short by one of the veterans of her squad of a hundred people.
"You dunces need to be quiet. If you had been paying attention to the signups you would know that you don't want to get on this woman's bad side. I watched what she could do first hand on Mesa Roja. She disappeared in an instant took only a few seconds to put her knife to the neck of a man that stood twice as high as herself. If you don't believe in your commander, how can you expect to come out of this alive? She didn't get the role of Lieutenant for free." He would explain to the two trying to spread conspiracies with in the squad. They had no witty return to his words, they simply remained quiet from thereon.
The first day was quite slow and uneventful for the scouts. They had made good distance, but they were still deep within their own territory. While this didn't give them the excuse to play it lax they certainly won't going to see much action for now.
Face to Face
Assassination Attempt!
Assassination Attempt!
Rubra Lupus and her ‘pack’ had enjoyed a handful of quiet days. Their treks throughout the island had involved them tailing a variety of parties, but recently, they had been silent and camped out as they awaited instructions or envoys from the Commander.
Unfortunately for Lupus’ Pack, they had spent too long in the same region of the map, and in the dark of night, the lieutenant was woken up by the scream of her soldiers as they were mauled in their tents. “Shit!” Lupus growled as she grabbed for her daggers. She had barely closed her hands around one of the blades when she was speared through the wall of her tent, which seemed to almost disintegrate around her, by a crushing mass.
“Hrmmm,” a chilling voice remarked as Lupus, shaking aside the daze, looked up to see the hulking red dog monster about her. “The host could use someone with your talents.”
Red’s claws sank into Lupus’ chest, and suddenly, the werewolf felt a chill wash over her whole body. Her muscles seemed to sag as foreign thoughts started to flood into her brain. For a brief, fleeting moment, Lupus felt strangely at peace, but then the scream of someone being disemboweled a few yards away was enough to snap her back to reality.
“No!” The werewolf screamed as she willed herself to hoist the dagger and land a slashing blow on the side of Red Dog’s fearsome visage. The unmade canine let out a howl as his embedded claws tore out of Lupus’ chest.
“Impudent whelp” Despite its size, Red Dog was impossibly fast, and his jaws closed around the werewolf’s other hand, crushing through skin, muscle, and bone before the Miniskirt Armada lieutenant could land another stab and buy herself a chance to vanish into the surrounding woods with the remnants of her unit.
The sound of death filled the air along with the smell of blood. Another familiar smell to Lupus, although she was one the receiving end this time. The wolf hunter would quickly awake to her men dying, fighting off the Unmade that had assaulted them in the night. With nary any time to actually wake, she would burst from her makeshift tent and yell to her remaining troops. Though that would be cut short. One of the enemies she'd taken note of before had come for her, noting that she was the commanding officer of the group. She quickly reached for her dagger, with just time to grab it.
A claw would penetrate her chest. The pain was almost numbing. She wasn't able to take hits quite as easily as others with in the army, yet this damnable collar forced her to play 'fair'. On the ground with many dying left and right around her, Lupus was almost brought down the moment it made impact.
But no wolf kills the wolf hunter.
Her blade tore across Red's face, leaving a nice clean cut. Too bad, she was aiming for the neck. This retaliation would not be met without a price though - The price of Lupus's right hand. A scream of pain rang out against the others as her bones cracked under Red's jaw. Even through this pain, she wasn't keen on dying just yet. Reaching into her coat, she would pull out another knife and place it in her mouth, as well as one for her off hand. Her blade would sink deep for the flesh of Red to release her hand. The moment she was free, her adrenaline fueled agility would kick in. Despite his speed, the wolf hunter was confident that she could outrun him.
"Retreat!" The girl would yell to her remaining units. She knew that there were others in the area, ready to pounce if they overstayed their welcome and the soldiers that could make it out of her should surely live to fight a regrouped rebuttal.
A claw would penetrate her chest. The pain was almost numbing. She wasn't able to take hits quite as easily as others with in the army, yet this damnable collar forced her to play 'fair'. On the ground with many dying left and right around her, Lupus was almost brought down the moment it made impact.
But no wolf kills the wolf hunter.
Her blade tore across Red's face, leaving a nice clean cut. Too bad, she was aiming for the neck. This retaliation would not be met without a price though - The price of Lupus's right hand. A scream of pain rang out against the others as her bones cracked under Red's jaw. Even through this pain, she wasn't keen on dying just yet. Reaching into her coat, she would pull out another knife and place it in her mouth, as well as one for her off hand. Her blade would sink deep for the flesh of Red to release her hand. The moment she was free, her adrenaline fueled agility would kick in. Despite his speed, the wolf hunter was confident that she could outrun him.
"Retreat!" The girl would yell to her remaining units. She knew that there were others in the area, ready to pounce if they overstayed their welcome and the soldiers that could make it out of her should surely live to fight a regrouped rebuttal.