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I AM NOT A GOOD THING
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Malkyn is first drawn over by La'miyla's yelling for Beck, stomach lurching painfully as she gets up on shaky paws. She feels sick, gross knowing both Sola and Cain were back, knowing she's not completely safe as she wanted to be. The hound would've been okay not knowing they were both alive and together. Not that she's jealous or bitter over their relationship together she's just.. bitter and traumatized. The Alpha hellhound, however, moves quicker when the feral aggression rises between her bond with Talia, the twitchy feeling that if someone got too close it'd be all over.
The Alpha is there as a buffer, a guard, a wall to keep Talia from hurting anyone unintentionally. The partially paralyzed mutated hound pulls herself over to the ground, feeling her legs moving a little more smoothly than before, the buzz of feral energy crackling between the two hellhounds. "What happened to the 'I don't give a fuck vibe', you were trying to stick to." Her head turns in Malphas' general direction as she stands by Talia's side, seeing through the bond him trying desperately to backtrack, to pull Beck back from the Danger Zone of two very angry and opinionated women. "And you--" Her head turns to Beck, seeing him cowering and almost groveling on the ground.
The hound instincts in her riot at the sight, a growl in her throat, immediately sensing weakness. Alphas and omegas, survival of the fittest, and the hound raises her head slightly, the fur along her spine standing up, the aggression bouncing between the two of them not helping the situation but she has no intention of leaving. "Losing your backbone the minute a few upset members come to your doorstep over something reasonable." She knows he's a child, she knows, but so were those on the border.
"Good person doesn't mean a good medic, Beck." She pauses, a buzzing in the back of her head momentarily distracting her before she's refocusing. "At the moment, he's neither." She continues talking as if Malphas hadn't just been talking right before her. Though she's quickly cut off by Miyla, but the hound really doesn't complain, the three of them seem to share the same general mindset at the moment. Once the tigress is done speaking, Mal pipes up after her before she can be drowned out. "Beck kept you in the position, did he not? A leader is responsible for what happens with it's high positions, regardless of whether you don't want him dragged into it."
[ fUCK SPRINGS U POSTED BEFORE I COULD jdshfjdgf this is a mess ]
The Alpha is there as a buffer, a guard, a wall to keep Talia from hurting anyone unintentionally. The partially paralyzed mutated hound pulls herself over to the ground, feeling her legs moving a little more smoothly than before, the buzz of feral energy crackling between the two hellhounds. "What happened to the 'I don't give a fuck vibe', you were trying to stick to." Her head turns in Malphas' general direction as she stands by Talia's side, seeing through the bond him trying desperately to backtrack, to pull Beck back from the Danger Zone of two very angry and opinionated women. "And you--" Her head turns to Beck, seeing him cowering and almost groveling on the ground.
The hound instincts in her riot at the sight, a growl in her throat, immediately sensing weakness. Alphas and omegas, survival of the fittest, and the hound raises her head slightly, the fur along her spine standing up, the aggression bouncing between the two of them not helping the situation but she has no intention of leaving. "Losing your backbone the minute a few upset members come to your doorstep over something reasonable." She knows he's a child, she knows, but so were those on the border.
"Good person doesn't mean a good medic, Beck." She pauses, a buzzing in the back of her head momentarily distracting her before she's refocusing. "At the moment, he's neither." She continues talking as if Malphas hadn't just been talking right before her. Though she's quickly cut off by Miyla, but the hound really doesn't complain, the three of them seem to share the same general mindset at the moment. Once the tigress is done speaking, Mal pipes up after her before she can be drowned out. "Beck kept you in the position, did he not? A leader is responsible for what happens with it's high positions, regardless of whether you don't want him dragged into it."
[ fUCK SPRINGS U POSTED BEFORE I COULD jdshfjdgf this is a mess ]
MALKYN RHODES — ALPHA HELLHOUND — TANGLEWOOD CHASER — TAGS
& YOU'RE ALL BRONZE AND BITE, ALL VENOM AND FISTFIGHT. YOU'RE THE DAWN THAT RISES BLOODY AND WRECKS SHIPS IN ITS WAKE, BUT YOU'RE A SIREN TOO, SOMEWHERE DEEP IN THE ACHING HEART OF YOU. [b][sup]▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃[/sup][/b]