you don't even run shit // capture

Alcibiades had been napping in the corner amongst a small pile of furs that he had collected. The hard floors of the store didn't provide much comfort after all, and considering that this place had been pretty much looted of such comforts(all the had was useless human shit like Hexer's stamps but that's okay because Alcibiades was a borderline packrat), the furs were all he had. He was having a pleasant dream of some hot as fuck black leopard in some weird ass desert paradise. Damn, it was steamy as fuck. However, the dream of his was cucked when he heard their alpha's voice. Something about it alerted his ass every time. Sleepily raising his head from the pile of furs, the pale wolf's head shifted to get a better view of what was going on.

→ tags Unlike the two before her, both pale in color, Regina's fur was as black as night. Her deep amber eyes pressed into the gaze of the first canine who had addressed her. She refused to show her fear, she would not let them know that she was intimidated by them. Her mind was a jumble of thoughts. It had all happened so fast, and suddenly, she was standing before an audience, being asked for her name. She had become their captive in a matter of minutes and now she didn't know what would happen to her. Her hackles raised, dark eyes boring deep into those questioning her. She fought the urge to curl her lip and shoot out a sarcastic remark because she knew she was severely outnumbered and the wrong thing said could result in her death.

"My name is Regina," she answered steadily, her eyes never wavering from Zedekiah unless she was stealing a glance at Alcibiades just to keep an eye on him. There was no way in hell she was letting her guard down now.

Yet another kid to add to the pack, although this one did seem older than some of the others. Staking forward the tawny furred doberman remained silent for the most part, coming to a quiet halt at Zedekiah's side and humming quietly to herself she shifted her pink eyes over the strange black figure. Huh, another canine then? That'd be interesting to see how she played into the pack if she had any semblance of canine instinct. Not many did these days though she humored, it seemed they drifted further from their roots more and more every day.

▼ BENJI| BEN| OAKLEY ▼

FEELING YOUR COLD DEAD EYES, STEALING THE LIFE OF MINE

The male slithered over and offered an amused hiss. Another one. That was always good. "Where did you get it?" He inquired as he looked over the captured.

Regina. It meant queen right? By the time he caught a glimpse of Duchess, he was going to fall back asleep. His eyelids dropped shut once more as he was content on listening to the soft sounds of conversation while resting his eyes. Maybe he'll knock out again, that was fine. It wasn't like Zed was gonna smack him for it. "Hmm, Benji, get the fuck out, we claimed this place first," the blonde canine would mumble sleepily as soon as he heard the telltale sounds of scales scraping the smooth floor, "Muji belongs to us." Though most signs of the stores were ruined or hard to read, the Muji sign was rather intact so the snake had to be illiterate or something to miss it.

→ tags The young she-wolf watched as Zedekiah settled himself on the ground before her. It was clear that he wasn't intimidated by her in the slightest. However, she still felt uneasy, especially when Duchess stepped up beside him. Three against one. Regina was too inexperienced to fight her way out of this, and much too outnumbered. She hated being helpless in a situation, yet here she was - kidnapped, confused, and scared, though she tried her absolute hardest not to show it.

Her stomach twisted when the white wolf said her name and she tightened her jaw, eyes narrowing. "Yes," she answered coolly in response to his question, her eyes flickering over to the wolf dozing on the ground as he told a snake to scram, the same scaly creature who had just asked where they had gotten it. She curled her lip, disapproving of being talked about like some mindless beast. "What is the meaning of this? Why am I here?" she demanded, focusing on Zedekiah once again.

→ tags Regina tipped her head, wondering what Zedekiah could possibly mean by a newer, freer lifestyle. "As far as I am concerned, you kidnapped me and brought me here. I'm your prisoner. That doesn't make me free," she said, lashing her tail, ears flattening against her skull. Was this wolf so delusional that he actually thought he was saving her? From what, exactly? She had been content with her life in the Clans. She'd felt free to do what she pleased, unlike now.

→ tags Within a matter of seconds, Regina was on the ground, the older male's paws on her to hold her down, flashes of teeth close to her face. The young she-wolf curled her lip, struggling beneath the other wolf as he kept her pinned. Anger bubbled up inside of her, hot and wild. The spark had been ignited into a burning flame. Her caution had been thrown to the wind, leaving behind the rashness that often accompanied her anger. It was one of many traits that got her into trouble and when accompanied by her big mouth, well, things got ugly. In this case, things would probably get ugly for her.

Let them attack me, filthy fleabitten inbreds, she thought, a growl escaping her lips. Where she had come from, she had to submit to a leader, yes, but not in the way a wolf normally would, so she had no idea what Zedekiah was trying to make her do. There's not much honor in killing a pup. And that's what I am.

"Why should I respect you?" she snarled, ignoring that bit of instinct that told her to shut her mouth and realize she was outnumbered in this situation. "You bring me here against my will, push me around even though I'm younger and smaller than you, and demand my respect? I don't think so. You want me to respect you… you're going to have to earn it," she scoffed through her bared teeth.

Duchess was stone-faced as she observed the scene quietly, this one wasn't as clever as the last few, they had not a shred of canine instinct in their body. This wasn't about honor or morality, this was pack mentality. Zedekiah was the alpha, she was hardly an omega, a mere pup. Zed didn't care about semantics, this was about falling into her place. She didn't so much as move to help her as he slammed her into the ground, in fact the doberman hummed softly instead, tilting her head to the side. "You misunderstand pendejo." The paragon rumbled calmly, "This isn't about semantics, have you not a shred of natural instincts left in your body?" Pathetic, how did their species plan on surviving if all of them abandoned what had kept them alive for so long? No matter, she could ignore it, it wasn't her concern who did and didn't get themselves killed.

Typically when a larger, stronger, older wolf snapped their teeth inches from your face you learned to get a little fucking humility, nothing feral, just internalized common sense really.

→ tags Regina scrambled to her feet the second the larger wolf had gotten off of her, hackles raised, ears pressing forward. She felt humiliated and wanted to crawl away on her belly with her tail between her legs but she refused to do so. She was afraid of looking weak, so she stood her ground, glaring Zedekiah down. "What do you have against the Clans anyways?"

Surprisingly, the pale wolf had dozed off once more, even with the situation getting a little physical. It was only after it ended that the canine remembered he was in the middle of watching something and he should wake the fuck up. Light blue eyes snapping open, the blonde canine would lightly shake his head as if trying to keep the sleepiness from taking over again before tuning into the conversation. "Hey, Regina," Alcibiades finally spoke again, raising his head, "tell me, what did you have in the clans? Did you have family? Did you have friends? Did you have anything?"