Sweet Sacrifice, [AW]

[Crystal]

All Welcome! The Spine. Such a wonderful place. Plenty of prey and space for exploring. All the alabaster female could want right now. Ivory paws touched the ground with barely a sound as she moved with the elegant grace of one trained to kill. Golden hued orbs flashed briefly in a shaft of sunlight. Momentraily reflecting the image of what she was moving toward. Her prey. She felt her stomach growl quietly as she stalked the small deer, she hadn't eaten for quite a while now and she wanted this hunt to be sucessful. Her slender form was kept low to the ground as she tried to get as close to her meal as she could before moving. The deer that lived in the forest could move fast and were well suited for moving rapidly through the trees and disappearing with ease. She needed to keep her advantages high. A silent snarl formed on her lips as she felt the muscles in her legs tighten in preparation for the chase. She inched forward again, soft, white tail held low as she crouched, tensing. The deer that had been happily munching and a leafy bush suddenly lifted it's head, scenting the air and the female felt her breath catch in her throat. Don't smell me. She thought, willing the deer to look down again. But it didn't, it was too wary. Oh well, now or never. She grimaced slightly, she wasn't as close as she would like to be but her advantage was quickly slipping and she didn't want to be left with nothing at all. So, leaping forward in a powerful spring the female launched herself into the air, landing with the softest ofthuds upon the ground again as she set off at full pelt towards the startled deer. It turned in one fluid motion and ran through the trees, darting every direction possible in an attempt to lose the predator. But the white pelted female wasn't going to give up so easilly and she sped up, her light frame was also well suited to speed and agility and she could move fast. Soon she was close to the deer, the distance between them gradually becoming less and less. Yet still they weaved through the trees and she couldn't get a clear aim to leap at her prey. Suddenly on an impulsive thought, large, white feathered wings started to grow from the female's back, quickly sprouting out to their full height. Then, with another powerful leap she launched herself at the deer that was still fleeing, pushing down with her wings to give her extra height and distance. Then, with a grunt, she landed on the small deer's back and with the sudden impact the deer was sent sprawling to the ground, tangled up in vegetation and the like. With a satisfied smile, Crystal lowered her head and killed the struggling deer, finally bending down to satisfy her hunger.

[Armageddon]

OOC; =3 IC; It was too alive. The Spine was just too alive and bright and kind. He hated it, almost as he hated the wolves who thought they could been him and his king. Ha! He would laugh the day he held down the leader of the resistances, and bit out their throats as they drowned in their own blood. As a Snatcher he would, of course, take their souls first, but it wouldn't take away from the pleasure of killing them. That was one joy that brought life back to his eyes. But, even as a snatcher [and the commander, none the less], Armageddon was not here on that kind of buisness today. Today he was here for the purpose of finding the thing he had suddenly the urge to find; a female. The females of his pack were too bitter and annoying. The black brute wanted an innocent, yet not too innocent. He wanted one who had spice to her, yet was as soft as a butterfly's wings. The thoughts had never crossed him mind before, except for when he had been perhaps a yearling, but he had been too young. Now he was five years of age, and he was lusting for the thing he had never had any intrest in. Armageddon thought it best to drop his identity for the time being, and had left the normal string and tube of his brothers soul in a safe hiding place until he returned to it. He would be the perfect gentleman to the female he chose, and would, when the time was right, take her soul and wisk her off to the Skull Lands, and keep her as his personal....neutral. To him, it should have been an honor to be able to serve as his personal neutral, but not so many saw it that way, irritateing enough. The black and brown wolf came upon the vision of a female. He knew it was female because of it's thin and small figure, one of only a female could have. About her pretty white back were feathery white wings, the vision of an angel. Another thing he had always lusted for: wings. His painted green eyes grew brighter by this vision, and he stumbled from the brush to face this pretty white figure. He was massive, probably, before her, and he spoke quietly before she could think to run or flee from him. He dropped his normal monotone for a more rich and kind one; the one of a gentleman and the one he had had before he had joined his king as a Snatcher. "Dear feathery queen, do not fear. I come upon you in peace." The statement was only halfway true. She was a feathery queen, but he was not really there for peace. He needed to gain her trust, and take her with him. A beast was in his chest, clawing at his insides in this lust, but he kept a calm smile towards her. "I am...Geddon." Surely he was pushing it with the fake name, only being the last part of his name. If she hadn't made the connection from that, she hopefully wouldn't. At least, not until he wanted her to. He wanted to see the fear in her lovely eyes before her soul was taken.

[Crystal]

She didn't notice the presence of the male whom was approaching her. On normal occasions she probably would for her senses were highly tuned and she was cautious on most occasions. Her father had drilled that into her brain plenty of times. Never let another sneak up on you, it might be the last thing you do. But, in her hunger she forgot to look out for any such dangers. Most of her senses were flooded with the scent of her catch. As she took the first few bites all she could smell was the blood. She ate quickly, not stopping until her hunger was abated, and as she moves away from the still meaty carcass she suddenly sensed another presence for the first time. Licking her maw to clear the blood from it she bristled slightly. Almost not daring to move, for she knew there was a large being nearby yet she wasn't looking at it. She was in a position of mercy upon whomever was standing before her. "Dear feathery queen, do not fear. I come upon you in peace." Auds swivelled round toward the male as he spoke, for she could tell of his gender by the tone of his voice, deeper than any female's. His words struck her slightly, for they were different to what she might have expected yet she felt a little jump in her at the compliment. Finally she turned to let her sparkling gaze meet his and she blinked as she did so. "I am...Geddon." He was a large brute, tall and muscular and, if she had to say so, handsome. She took a long look at him, delibertaley letting her orbs roam slowly over his form. She dipped her head slightly in acknowledgement of his greeting and parted her lips to speak, "Nice to meet you Geddon, I'm Crystal." she said with a smile, her voice soft and musical. She dared to take a step closer to him, looking up at her for a moment, stretching her wings and folding them in at her sides. She didn't recognise this male, but then she didn't recognise most of the wolves here, she was afterall new. She sat back on her haunches, deciding not to turn on her charm quite yet incase she offended him in some way or put him off, instead she struck up a converstaion. Hopefully leading him in, "So, what brings you here?" she asked casually.

[Armageddon]

OOC; Teehee. >_> IC; "Nice to meet you Geddon, I'm Crystal." Armageddon dipped his head royaly, grimicing where she could not see, at the ground. He should never be foreced to sink this low. The bow to such a....disgrace. But, alas, for this to work, Armageddon must be the perfect gentle male, and thus smiled her way as his head rose again. "A deep honor, I am sure, Crystal. A lovely name, to be sure. It fits you dearly so." Perhaps he was laying it on thick, but he did not care much. If she shunned him off he could easily take her soul or just go on and find another female. Surely she was nothing to worry himself over? "So, what brings you here?" Armageddon calmly leaned back onto his haunches, tilting his black head, painted jade eyes glittering towards her as he grinned calmly. "My paws. They tend to get carried away, but I'm quite glad they did so this time." It was good to know that he still had some charm left in him, the black brute supposed. He would not get foolish over a female, as he had seen many males do before. This was just a hobbie of his now, and he cared not about a real relationship. No such thing as real love could exsist in Armageddon's heart, and he was unaffected by the normal tugs of the heart, as he figgured his heart had long since gone and turned to stone. His hues flittered briefly over the females body in return, as she looked over his. His dark tail swayed evenly behind him, and came to rest about his paws. His king would not care of him doing this, at least not as long as something would come from it. Armageddon found himself pondering. Well, if everythign went correctly, he would have himself a neutral, and the king would have himself a soul. Wasn't that good enough? And not just any soul, mind you. A soul of the beautiful, taken in a game of deciet. He found his eyes danceing now, flowing over her wings, and politely closed his eyes. He had to keep his cover and cool. "Please excuse me. My eyes tend to wander, almost as bad as my paws." He chuckled, and opened his eyes again, gazing at her.

[Crystal]

hehe. Turns notch on Crystal's flirtation level. "A deep honor, I am sure, Crystal. A lovely name, to be sure. It fits you dearly so." She smiled. Wow, he knew how to throw out compliments. She wouldn't, perhaps of expected it from one of his apperance, and perhaps he wasn't really like this normally. If so why to act like this before her puzzled Crystal, yet she wasn't going to complain. He was hitting on her, that was clear enough and so what if she turned up the level of things? What could possibly go wrong? So, seeing no harm in having a bit of fun she let her gaze become more intense, letting previousy unseen emotions into them. Lust being one of the more dominant. But no love. Well, she hardly knew him and she rarely believed in love at first sight. "My paws. They tend to get carried away, but I'm quite glad they did so this time." She supressed a small smile, more? Not that she minded them, compliments were always good and made her all the more willing. She found his gaze roaming her form, running over her wings. This time a smile did tug at her lips, devious, flirty. The gesture made her golden eyes light up. "Please excuse me. My eyes tend to wander, almost as bad as my paws." She laughed softly, meeting his gaze for a moment as he opened his eyes. "It's no matter." she murmered, stepping forward again until she was right up close to him, muzzle running past his own. Warm, sweet breath tickling at the fur on his neck. She moved down to his side, letting her slender frame rest against his, draping her left wing over his back as she did so. Their close proximity was sudden and their scents mingled as she leant lightly against him, her form touching his in an almost teasing gesture. But she stayed this way for only a short time before drawing herself away, leaving air where her body had been. She wasn't going to give him quite as much satisfaction as he might want. She'd play with him for a little while first, see if he caught the bait and responded. She walked back round to his front, moving close once more but not touching him. No more words were uttered from her lips as she watched him for a moment, looking for a reaction.

[Armageddon]

OOC; =D IC; "It's no matter." "Ah, but it is a matter. It was quite rude." Ha! everything he'd ever done in his life had been rude. Or vile. Or crule. Or just a mixture of the three. Either way, the fibbing would not stop anytime soon. Crystal moved towards him, touched him, and recoiled. The might it took for him not to shudder! He hated the touching, the feeling. Hated the intamacy, and hated the affection. He hated the good and the kind. He hated it all, and he would rather die than to be so close to another again. Yet, Armageddon kept an unusually calm face, seemingly unfazed by the closeness there had been. The black brute smiled helplessly towards her, and dipped his head again. Females, to him, did not deserve this. They were lowers and impossibles. They were subordinates, and nothing more. "And what do I owe the honor to? Certainly I am nothing to swoon over." His grin flashed wider, showing his oppertunity for another compliment. "If anyone deserved to be swooned over, it should be the feathery white queen." He was playing her and he loved every moment of it. He would wrap her around him, and she would be his for the taking. The thought never crossed his mind that, perhaps, he was the one being played. Even if it was so, he could end it soon enough. "Dear Crsyal, are you part of a pack? I've heard they are much safer than being any loner. I've taken my chances with the loner life." He smiled politely, his tail swaying again. Loners were easy to take. They weren't missed. Resistance members, however, they would be thought of. Then again, he had lied again. Resistances were not the safest place to be. The safest place was to turn and be a servant of the rightful king. ONly then would they be spared from the slaughter that would soon happen.

[Crystal]

hehe he's got her alright "Ah, but it is a matter. It was quite rude." She gave a small shrug, orbs sparkling for a moment, "Sometimes being rude isn't a bad thing." she said simply, with a tilt of her radiant cranium. She sat back on her haunches once more when he seemed unaffected by what she had just done. It puzzled her a little, for normally, whenever she did such a thing it left males drooling and begging for more. Yet he still seemed so calm. Maybe that wasn't what floated his boat then. But if it wasn't that, then what was it? Maybe he preferred to make the moves, or perhaps he was still warming up to things. Maybe he'd take a little more coaxing. "And what do I owe the honor to? Certainly I am nothing to swoon over. If anyone deserved to be swooned over, it should be the feathery white queen." She laughed again, more compliments! She was liking this, could perhaps get used to it. She could feel herself becoming entangled in his web of niceties, compliments and good looks. But any warning that might have flashed through her mind didn't come. Her guard was down, for he had pushed it so with his words and she was too busy trying to flirt with him than to bother to throw up her defences again. She pushed herself up again and moved up to him once more, not quite touching him though she was millimetres or less from being able to. She'd let him close that gap, for that was the game that was to be played, as it was always to be with flirting. She breathed in deeply, taking in his thick scent with a flash of her pearly white canines. "Don't pretend you don't know your a fine brute, Geddon." she said, orbs flashing with another smile, "I'm sure you've had plenty to swoon for you, as I do now. What female could resist you? Your handsome and charming." Her voice was low, almost a whisper yet she knew he could hear her perfectly well for she was so close to him. So could see her breath parting and ruffling his fur in front of her as she spoke. "Dear Crystal, are you part of a pack? I've heard they are much safer than being any loner. I've taken my chances with the loner life." She nodded, "So have I, but I grew tired of being alone quickly. I am part of a pack, the resistance, having just recently joined." She had barely met any of the wolves, if not none at all.

[Armageddon]

OOC; Hehe. IC; "Sometimes being rude isn't a bad thing." Armageddon chuckled lightly, as though what she said were funny. How very untrue it would become if she knew whom she was talking to. "But dredfully impolite." Her persisted, knowing he was playing the perfect role of his old self. Well, the wolf who would have risen if the current one hadn't. He was happy he wasn't this nice all the time. It was killing him inside. "Don't pretend you don't know your a fine brute, Geddon." she said, orbs flashing with another smile, "I'm sure you've had plenty to swoon for you, as I do now. What female could resist you? Your handsome and charming." At this, Armageddon really did laugh, clear and deep. It was always a turn off when he said 'Oh, and by the way. I'm the lead snatcher and would like to take your soul now.' The brute shook his head, grin planted on his face, hurting him even to grin. He hadn't done it in such a long time, his face stuck in the straight face he most often kept on his face. "Plenty, to be sure. My empire is nothing that intrests them." Surely the thought of an empire would strike her curiosity? "So have I, but I grew tired of being alone quickly. I am part of a pack, the resistance, having just recently joined." This, for a moment, sent a spark of hate into his eyes, but it was gone quickly as it had come. He closed the space between them, shivering inwardly a bit, his fur contrasted hers dramatcially, and he turned his maw towards her. "Good. I'd hate to see a pretty face like yours go to waste as a Neutral. I've heard those Snatchers are brutal." And there was a hint of laugher on his voice, but he regained what he could or normalcy, and the laughter dropped quickly. He shouldn't let his cover slip like that. Cautiously and carefully, his maw met her neck in an awkward nuzzle. He knew it was obvious he had never done such things before. This whoel thing was new to him; trying to impress another, of course. All he needed was her agreement to follow him to his home, and she would be his for the keeping.

[Trigger]

OOC: Grr IC: The ground crunched under Trigger's large white paws, it was quiet and lonely. Trigger had come to the Spine for a time to relax, all the drama was driving him crazy. He hadn't eaten in days due to keeping the pack together and the snatchers away. The smell of a dear hit him like a bullet, he turned and followed the sent not knowing what he was getting himself into. In the distance he could hear voices, they sounded fimilliar one from his pack, but he couldn't make out the other. As he came closer he could make out a white wolf, he could tell she was from her pack, but who was the other creature. Trigger went low to the ground and crawled to a tree only yeards from the two wolfs, here he had a perfect vision. Now he could see who the other wolf was, it was a snatcher, the commander of the snatchers, Armageddon. "Armageddon," he said in a low voice so they wouldn't hear. As he rubbed against the white wolf, who know Trigger knew to be Crystal, he growled and stood up, but behind the tree so that he was invisable. "Ha Ha Ha!" Trigger said in a low voice. he now stepped away from the tree and slowly made his was over to the two wolves. His orbs keeping a close eye on Armageddon. "Well, old friend, it sure is nice to see you again." he said sarcasticly. Suddenly his attention turned to Crystal, and he gave her a veru disgusted look. "What are you doing here?" Trigger then turned back to Armageddon.

[Crystal]

OOHH ER its getting dramatic Poop Crystal's confused XD "Plenty, to be sure. My empire is nothing that intrests them." "Empire?" she asked, orbs sparking with curiosity. He had an empire? This was getting better by the second. She looked up at him, cranium tilting with her question. She wanted to know more about this. Where was it? She hadn't heard of any empires around really... She along with everything else he was a wolf of power. Things were starting to seem impossible, too good to be true. She didn't see the hate in his eyes when she spoke of her pack, to tell the truth she was too busy savouring his touch and, without much though she realised he didn't do this kind of this too often. "Good. I'd hate to see a pretty face like yours go to waste as a Neutral. I've heard those Snatchers are brutal." She nodded slightly, "Thats why I'm part of the resistance, so I can kill every snatcher I meet." She wondered whether he'd find this amusing. She didn't really look like one whom was able to fight. Yet, her father's long hard years of training her had worked well and she was an almost expert warrior. She lifted her head as he nuzzled her neck and even though it was a bit awkward she smiled, even if it was new to him it didn't matter. Theres always a first time. Infact, yet again she didn't notice the presence of another approaching. Yet again she was not paying the necessary attention she should be to her surroundings. She couldn't help it. She was too caught up in...other things. "Well, old friend, it sure is nice to see you again." She jumped uqite violently as her commander, her alpha spoke and she moved quickly away from Armageddon when she sat Trigger. Not because she was guilty of her actions, but because she sensed something was amis. Trigger didn't sound happy to see Geddon, for some unknown reason. She looked from the two brutes, one black, one white, wondering what was wrong. As he turned his gaze on her she dipped her frame respectfully, looking up to see his disgusted look. A look of confusement filled her expression. What had she done? She couldn't think of any wrong doings. Geddon was simply a charming male in her eyes, there didn't seem anything bad about him. "What are you doing here?" She frowned at his words. "I was hunting. Then I met Geddon." she said simply, tilting her maw over to the black brute a couple of paces away from her, "Have I done something unsavoury?" she asked with another confused expression, "You sound angered."

[Armageddon]

OOC; I love it! So very tense! Short. D: IC; "Thats why I'm part of the resistance, so I can kill every snatcher I meet." "Oh, yes, dear Crystal, an Empire. With many wolves under my command. " His eyes, green and painted on, danced dimly as she commented on what he was [though she knew it not]. "Very bold of you, feathered queen, but I fear that they are rising." Of this he was sure, and it was mainly an opinion. They would rise to great numbers, he knew, and strike. "Well, old friend, it sure is nice to see you again." His previously warm green eys returned to cold as the figure of the white brute came. He spoke to Crystal, who scampered to get behind him, and Armageddon's whole bodys grew tense. He was on his feet now, glareing knives at Trigger. His voice still held that oddly pleasant voice, though bitterness broke through it often. "It's not often I get that greeting. How thoughtful." His voice was sticky sweet with scarcastic notes. "I think Crystal has every right to be here. With me. She's quite an adult, and can make her own choices." He knew his cover would be broken soon, and Trigger had done it! He had ruined his fun! Armageddon was still tense, tiny black hairs sticking up from all over his body, upper lip quivering on the verge of a grown. The resistances were bad enough, but the commanders were by far some of the worst. He did not want to be the one who told Crystal; didn't really care, really. Hell, if Trigger told her, he'd find another. A loner this time, probably, would wouldn't have soem idiotic father-figure stepping in and blowing his damn cover.

[Trigger]

OOC: Woo hoo bars! it's short sorry. IC: "Angered? Me angered, no, im furious!" he explained louder than he would ususaly talk. It's not often I get that greeting. How thoughtful. Trigger gave an annoyed Grin before speaking. His orbs met Armageddons. "Crystal, his name is not Geddon, close, it's Armageddon. And he is the commander of the Sntachers." he took a step closer to Armageddon because of his comment. "You, she has no right to be with you! You are disgusting!" Trigger was now baring his teeth and growling loudly. He was not happy with this not one bit. His teeth were still baring and he now started to circle Aramageddon, if he had to he would fight, but Trigger was in no conditition to fight, he was still tierd and weak. He tried not to show it. "You're a very luck being Arageddon. Be greatfull, or is happy not your thing?" he said eyeing Arageddon.

[Crystal]

I be back! "Oh, yes, dear Crystal, an Empire. With many wolves under my command." She raised an interested eyebrow at his words though didn't ask more. Right now she was ok with not knowing more. She could always push him for descriptions later, maybe she'd even get the chance to see what he was talking about. "Very bold of you, feathered queen, but I fear that they are rising." Those words let loose an almost rude snort from her raven black nares. And if they are rising, they will be crushed back down again. The thought grimly with a little satisfaction of the thought of Snatchers perishing, either at her hands or at others, she wasn't bothered. Though, personally she'd like to have the chance to take down at least a few. "It's not often I get that greeting. How thoughtful. I think Crystal has every right to be here. With me. She's quite an adult, and can make her own choices." She smiled a little at his words though attempted at the least to look more or less neutral to the argument she knew would soon come judging by the way the two treated each other. Right now she wasn't sure whose side she'd take. Her pack, or this charming male whom she'd come upon. A large part of her called to her loyalties, for that was one of the strongest aspects of her character. Loyalty. But then, a smaller part, (not very much smaller) cried out against it. Lust. And so consequently her mind was still struggling between the two of the wolves, each, in part, representing what her mind fought over. "Angered? Me angered, no, im furious!" She winced a little at Trigger's words. She hadn't seen him angry before, though that was hardly surprising, she'd only seen him the once before. "Crystal, his name is not Geddon, close, it's Armageddon. And he is the commander of the Sntachers." Her delicate auds perked at this piece of information and she quickly looked at Trigger, whom had adressed her whilst looking at Armageddon. But, in a fraction of a second her gaze ripped towards the brute whome, until then she had known as Geddon. What a fool she was. Her feminine features hardened to an icy look as her golden orbs held his. "You, she has no right to be with you! You are disgusting!" She stood where she was, looking at each of them in turn. She suddenly felt incredibly stupid and...dirty. She'd touched a snatcher. The lead snatcher in a way she shouldn't have done, ina way he didn't deserve. She felt immediatley guilty yet still another part of her screamed it's protest at what was racing through her mind, so still she stood still, still unsure (despite of course the fact she was still throwing Armageddon dirty looks, orbs flaming with anger). She didn't say anything though. Perhaps her voice would betray her hesitation. She stood, mutley watching, feeling the emotions and tension in the immediate area rising dramatically. It was an uncomfortable situation to be in. She was almost the neutral party present, though she was leaning slightly towards where her loyalties lay. She blinked trying to clear the confused buzz of thoughts hurtling through her mind. Why was this happening?

[Armageddon]

OOC; I'm going to tweak Armies history a bit. Yay! Crystal is back! =D IC; Armageddons handsome black brow bent downwards, and he closed his eyes calmly as Triiger revealed who he really was to Crystal. He was sitting, still, smiling wickedly at them both. He could feel Crystal's hate as she stared fire at him. He'd felt that stare many times before, and it had yet to effect him. Thus, he shook his coat tiredly, as if this was no big deal. "You, she has no right to be with you! You are disgusting!" Emotion broke free, and his upper lips rose hungrily, a growl being freed from his chest, which rubled it's ending note. "Disgusting, you say? You want to know what is disgusting?" He rose to his feet, green fire for eyes. "What would have happened if I had not come to my senses and joined my King? As a normal wolf, I was useless. I had no purpose, nor a meaning. I was rubish to my parents, and something to be bullied by my siblings. That is what is disgusting. That some will never come to their senses and see that they can be something better than what everyone thought." His cheast was heaving with numbed anger. How dare he talk to him in such a way! Armageddon swore under his breath. "You're a very luck being Arageddon. Be greatfull, or is happy not your thing?" "Grateful for what? I have everything I have ever wanted, right at my call. Happieness is a fake emotion; one of which is weak and will only tear you down." True, Armageddon had never felt happieness. Life had been a horror for him, until he had joined his King, that is. After that he rose to the top, and he had all the authority of the King himself, but with little of the responsiblitys. Trigger could know nothing of the life Armageddon had had before he joined the Snatchers. No one could understand the physical and meantal pain he had endured. Pain, he had come to realise, was his deepest friend now. It would be his bittersweet happieness, and in the end no soft death would be asked from the one who finally did overpower him. He would ask for brutality.

[Crystal]

Well, here be my reply ^^ I'll just put that the argument escalated or something and then we can get on with it. "Disgusting, you say? You want to know what is disgusting? What would have happened if I had not come to my senses and joined my King? As a normal wolf, I was useless. I had no purpose, nor a meaning. I was rubish to my parents, and something to be bullied by my siblings. That is what is disgusting. That some will never come to their senses and see that they can be something better than what everyone thought. Grateful for what? I have everything I have ever wanted, right at my call. Happieness is a fake emotion; one of which is weak and will only tear you down." Crystal watched as the argument escalated. Still the two of them argued, voices raising, body language becoming agressive and angry. You could have cut the tense atmosphere with a knife. Her hackles slowly rose with the emotions that buzzed through the air like angry bees. She didn't like the look of any of this. Infact, she'd be suprised if a fight didn't break out soon. She edged back a few invisible steps, worry creasing her brow as she watched the two of them. She still wasn't entirley sure which side she was on. Different parts of her pulled in different directions. Her anger at Armageddon was gone, whispering away on the cool breeze that even now tugged at her soft pelt. But it didn't do anything to calm the heat of anger that came off in waves from both Armageddon and Trigger. Her gaze darted to each of them, lingering a little longer on the Snatcher before she tugged it away and to the ground again. She didn't know what to do, to say the least.