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    ✦ ✧ ✦ Why. The. FUCK was she here again?! First she was here, and then she told Brande to go and repopulate, but nope. That fucking failed. Groaning, the female found her way back to a tiger body, nice and orange with bright green eyes. She liked the color purple, so she'd have to change something, but that was nothin' for her. Having arrived on these islands, her ears pinned back as she walked. She didn't want to be back. Yawning, she found a rock to lay on, letting her body rest, closing her green eyes.


    Rosa Athena Cronus was this female's name, though she went by Athena. Her birth name was Selene, but as a young child, she preferred Rosa, then she became Athena. Ah, how things come full circle. She had missed her old home, and missed her family. They were special to her. But, she missed him the most. Wait, no she didn't. She definitely did not. But, she did. Her first love, Deathstroke , she had missed. Athena knew him first with his undercover alias, but then the truth came out. But, nonetheless, she loved him, even when she loved another.


    The tiger doubted he was still alive, and if he was, he could be anywhere as anyone as anything. Who the fuck knows these days. Opening her eyes, her head lifted, and she looked around the area. She stood up and jumped off the rock, but took a little tumble since when she landed, there was another rock that she had landed on with her left front paw, making her in quite a bit of pain. "Fuck!" Athena swore out loud, and sat down, picking up her paw and looked at her paw pad, studying it to see if there was any terrible damage.


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    DEATH WOULD BE A RELEASE

    The ageing assassin had been taking a nap during that portion of the day, sticking to the gloom and shadows as he did his damnedest to avoid the glare of the midday sun. This had brought him to a crevice under some large rocks, just wide enough for the slender wolf to slide in and out through, and roomy enough for him to lie down inside. Deathstroke might had slumbered for some time, but his day held a surprise interruption as something... or rather someone plopped down just outside where he was lurking.


    The first thought that sprang to his groggy mind was that another Iron Hull member had decided to drop in on his small patch of turf, but this time he would be proved wrong. But that possibility did not stop him from bristling with frustration as he was forced to stray out into the open air.

    "Can't an old wolf get any fucking sleep around here?"

    Deathstroke growled as he locked his single eye on the tiger. His lips coiled back as he flashed his teeth in warning, though at that moment he was all display and no action.


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    ✦ ✧ ✦ The tiger groaned, hearing the male, not recognizing his voice at first. Turning around, it hit her. It was him. "First off, if you wanted to sleep, go in a cave or some shit. And secondly, why the fuck are you still alive?" she asked. This couldn't be fucking real. But then, she realized he might not recognize her in this body. "Oh, it's Athena, by the way, if you couldn't remember. I'm fucking back, much to my dismay."


    /this was so rushed my bad


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    DEATH WOULD BE A RELEASE

    The wolf honestly looked rather baffled to begin with, mostly on account of the length of time since their previous encounter and partly due to him not being fully awake yet. Deathstroke blinked his single eye before it suddenly shone with life as old memories came drifting back to him.

    "Athena... my little apprentice? Not so 'little' anymore it seems."

    A light chuckle broke from the old assassin as he looked the tigress up and down.

    "So you've been ripped from the peace of death? Guess you're stuck here in the realm of the living with me. Nice body, though I miss your old maned wolf form."

    He recalled how they had matched for a time during their shared past. He had been born in a maned wolf body, but these days he was trapped in the single form of a grey wolf.


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    ✦ ✧ ✦ Ah yes, her old maned wolf body. That time of her life had... interesting memories, to say the least. "I've never been little, thank you very much. Yeah, I'm fucking pissed that I'm back," Athena responded, and looked at his wolf body. She remembered him in his old body, but yet still recognized him in this wolf body he had been in. Hearing his last comment, the tiger would respond with, "And the same to you."


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    "You were little to me."

    Deathstroke snorted a chuckle before he paused to lick the fur of his chest to help flatten it all down. Once he was a little more presentable he then returned his focus to the female tiger and he heaved a long sigh.

    "Is being alive just that bad? Well, I suppose it would be considering that this is not the world we met in. This is a bad world we live in, it's taken so much. I lost my powers, my bodies, my hideouts, the graves of my children... if hell exists then I found it here. But since you're here, what are your plans now?"


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    ✦ ✧ ✦ Ah, her as being little. Athena missed those days, to be honest, but did like her life as an adult. She actually kind of liked this new world that had been created, and it was something new from what she was used to before. "Well, life does charge a pretty penny, but I'm sorry to here that. I'm probably going to join a clan or two, I don't know yet," Athena answered, and now had taken a seat, her tail gently laying across her front paws.


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    "You at least have a fair few clans to pick from. Some familiar, some not. I can't tell ya much about them though, I haven't been keen on interacting much with folks these days. Well, except with my mate and sons... when I get the opportunity to see them anyway."

    Deathstroke replied with a minor shrug of his shoulders.

    "But do me a favour, don't go joining the Exiles. They've been causing my mate trouble, and it pains me knowing that my son Cody is among their ranks. Such a sweet boy... it's like I've lost him."


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