IT'LL NEVER END | meltdown.

[AMUNET]

— There was a tangible difference in Ament , without his sisters there. Without a pack to stabilize his softer side he was all anger , all wraith . His own time within under someone else's thumb , under someone else's control only made him more volatile. The raptor had never been ashamed of himself , his violence . a creature without conscious beside the note of absence ( the lack of pack, of true comfort ; no sanctuary , just moments of silence cut by the hollow static where someone else's mind carved his own- ) . oh , how the silence rang now , without the clatter of chains wrapped around his throat to keep him grounded- Ament was floating, floating high, like when he was but a hatching ; perched atop his mother's noes and watching the sun rise with his sisters .

Now, Ament knows truly that pack is not everything , without it - without his sisters he was still himself . Grief unmade you , but it defined you too . Without his sisters he was just as ruthless , as bloodthirsty . Just now he had nothing left to loose or fight for , no greater purpose beside his own survival and pleasure .

To hear the far off shouts of the clan members reached the predator ; cut through the silence like a knife and made him snarl in agitation alone ( never mind the relief at being brought to the present ; negate the gratitude for misaligned - the angry malevolent evergarden who was hurt , broken like him ) Ament stalked towards the group with a low purr rumble deep in his throat , the savage tacking note of the tension cut through the entire group - the raised voices , the anger , the hurt the pain laced words . H knew body language , he saw the signs . With a clear distinction the raptor prowled to step before the group - cutting off looks towards evergarden - glares and cutting words alike, and letting out another rumble towards the main coon ; a threatening step towards them

the question was - were they an ally , or were they foe ?

predator or prey ?

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