unaware that it happened to be her sibling, helena laughed loudly. "sorry sorry!" the pup exclaimed, not taking much seriously. however, she did frown and tilt her head when nearlykit got all protective. "wasn't looking carefully enough. i get side-tracked sometimes," she shrugged. it was new, apologizing, as there wasn't really a need. it was weird coming out of her own lips, and it was almost foreign.
the cries ran throughout different sections of the wild, tangled mess of the forest; and it rang throughout the floppy ears of helena. she scrambled to find the source; crying was the one sound she despised. it was weird, but it was such a disgusting sound that she couldn't help but try to calm whoever it was down.
it happened to be coming from the kitsune, who she quickly recognized as her sister. "near, are you okay?" obviously not. stupid question. the curious pup took cautious steps forward, unsure how she would react.
a flood of relief seemed to poor over helena, and she audibly sighed. "i thought you were pissed for a second!" she exclaimed, now laughing it off. lately it felt as if the whole coan was somewhat worried about nossy's whole attitude change and his drinking habits. she got so side tracked on making her some-what emotionless father proud, that it was hard to even focus on walking normally or dodging people.
"even if we're sisters, it sure hasn't felt like it," helena sighed, shrugging her shoulders. they almost felt like strangers. obviously they'd see each other once in a while, but it was with that woth all the other clanmates.
harming herself wasn't something she was really interested in doing; but her need to help and at least be a good younger sister drove her to do it anyways. being large enough even as a pup, a little blood loss couldn't hurt. "i can give her some of mine, or someone could go catch something." helena offered.
approaching both of the felines, the wolf-pup noticed wes's irritated expression. "you look cute," she commented, knowing there were no feelings.
//mobile
"nope, because i am just full of joy knowing that my biological sister is practically a stranger to me," helena remarked sarcastically. what was there to tell her? it seemed awkward to talk about her problems, even though they probably did share a few common ones. "well, i guess i'll start."
"i'm helena alastor. my dads are william graham and nossy, duh. i love to eat ice and sit on couches. they're really comfy - you should sleep on one sometime. i don't particularly find boys or girls attractive in my eyes. mud and rain are disgusting, and honestly, crying hurts my ears. a lot. so i don't find myself doing it very often." it was one of her pet peeves, and her ears twitched when she talked about it. it was rude; everyone cried, and helena knew it was a natural thing, but the sobs and the wailing was just so damn annoying to her.
"hmm... what else," helena pondered for a moment. she didn't know what else to say. "now it's your turn! i'll be thinking of other stuff while you speak, too," she added, flicking her tail to and fro.
"power couple, honestly," helena wagged her tail, happy for the two of them. it was actually true love.
//where did the muse go
helena remembered the whole vampire incident. she felt really bad; there was only one other vampire she knew, and that was her half brother. "what powers do you have? i only have these stupid fangs that are loaded with venom. i can't even do anything because we can't hunt or fight," she complained. it would be amazing to learn soon, and put them to good use.
everlastingpaw... sounded familiar. oh! "is he that boy that stutters? he's a cute one." of course, being asexual and all, the comment was nothing to be taken seriously. she called everyone and everything 'cute.'
helena came over not too long after, and took a seat near them. "hey guys," she greeted simply, taking a look at all of them. the wolf-dog knew the majority of them, give or take one or two.
honestly, she doubted that they would even get along. their personalities would probably clash; being loud and outspoken would most likely terrify the poor thing. "lucky. i wish i could do more," helena replied rather glumly, and what seem liked jealousy screamed at her to say something. however, she managed to force it back. she would yell at a dead animal or something to get the anger out.
"i know this is random and all, but we should make something for dad," she barked. "he's definitely been getting better, but i still think he needs the support." she'd noticed that he wore a silver cross necklace; so maybe another necklace? the pup didn't really have anything in mind, but silently thanked dream who gave the idea.
"you kind of look like dad," helena noted as she wandered on over with the rest of them. was she suppose to be here? not really. but it wasn't too big of a problem. he was huge; compared to her, anyways.
"i hope he's okay," commented helena, unsure of what happened. the smell linngered of her brother and another clanner; but there was a slim chance that he'd live. the poor pup just mourned for a bit, because after all... it was her brother. she hadn't really known him too well, though, so it kind of felt like she was praying for a stranger.
although still being only a pup in thhe clan, she'd seen enough of this greeting crap to do this much. "hiiiiii." helena drawled, looking at the tom. "name and business?"
my thunderclanner is wandering around for a bit, so they could meet if you'd like.
it was simply against the exiles; because it was obvious from the leader's words that thunderclan was doing all it could to take them down. it was a simple idea, and many people probably already gave the idea. "hellloooooooo," helena slightly howled, looking for someone to talk anout it with. she didn't really know anybody who had an alliance woth the exiles; maybe that was their weakness.
//mobile
"it's regarding the exiles. i think i have an idea." helena stated. "the exiles don't really have 'allies' and i think it would be a good idea to get some of their enemies and work together. we did turn neutral to everyone, and i think different clans would be more than happy enough to lend a hand in taking them out." it honestly was more of a traditional tactic, but considering how their main enemy had no real back up, it would be easy taking them out with such a large number.
// just realized there's a private commitee meeting just about this dear loRD
"dad, you're like tiny now." helena noticed, liking the simple new form on her father. it reminded her roleplayer of sabrina the teenage witch. she had taken notice how most of the creatures here were always changing their look.
at four months old, the thunderclanner was surprised that she wasn't mauled by a dragon yet. this was her way of cooling off from the clan; wandering to the middle of nowhere. now, this scent was very interesting. she hadn't really smelled it until now; maybe their borders needed to be managed just a bit more. wagging her tail, helena decided now would be a good time to eat the small mouse that she managed to kill her with fangs. it was interesting, having this ability, and the only reason she was really able to catch it was by luring it into a hole and covering one end up. it took about an hour, but in the pup's mind, it was a big achievement.
now only partially full (which was good enough for her), she decided to stay close to the border, but decided to look around for a bit.
helena took a quick peek at her dragon form, which had turned into a domestic feline. "hmm. i guess i should tell you," she said reluctantly. "i'm helena. my business? i have no clue, to be honest," the wolf-dog shrugged. "to blow off some steam. even us thunderclanners have our problems." she yapped. the exiles were being a real pain in the ass lately; graffiti made of blood covered their borders and it was annoying as hell to deal with it. "now that i've said my part, what's your name? and what is this place, anyways? it doesn't smell like anything i've sniffed before."
