Posts by helena alastor ?!

helena came in with a track post.

it seemed simple, but she didn't really know how to properly stretch. but instead of asking for help, the stubborn little girl didn't bother to. helena stretched out her back, feeling a couple bones crack. damn, that felt better than expected.

everyone was so goddamn obnoxious. the american eskimo had just been freshly groomed; so her pelt was off limits. the young pup would even snap at her owners for daring to ruin her coat. it was white, making anything, even dirt, a living nightmare. her gucci dog collar with swarovski crystals sat nicely on her neck making it the perfect day. helena's eyes spotted the german shepard quickly enough, and padded near (carefully, of course) to her. "hello," she greeted simply. "how's your day been?"

it wasn't extremely clear about all the rivals and alliances crap, but honestly. helena couldn't really care. "well, thunderclan turned everyone into neutrals. our only enemy is the exiles, as of right now." unless more people ended up pissing them off. colouredclan? never heard of them, but then again, she didn't really know anything about the other clans.

although she was from thunderclan, wandering seemed to be a consistent thing. however, the wolf-dog mix knew where she was. kind of. noticing the feline, the curious pup wandered closer. "hi! who are you?" hopefully helena didn't stink too bad; thunderclan did have a sort of odd smell, but so did this place.

well, he was certainly polite. wagging her tail gleefully, helena replied without hesitation. "helena alastor. it's nice to meet you! i've never really been around here before." she'd been wandering for a while, with a help from a few allies, of course. drama with the exiles (and the smell of rotting corpses) didn't really motivate her to stay for too long. she also noticed his collar, but made no mention of it. for christ's sake; thunderclean were dealing with dragons, demons, and a shit ton of exorcisms.

if helena was useful at anything with the fighting between the exiles and them, it was to fetch people some damn water. conveniently, she was getting water for some of the elders to have. noticing that flowercrown looked tired and parched, she decided to help out. "here, have some water. and a lot of rest. you look like a living zombie," helena frowned.

"my dad is in thunderclan. my other dad was in bloodclan, but i have no idea where he is now. they're busy, so they don't really mind what i do. as long as i don't get killed." at only four months old, she was surprised herself that she hadn't gotten mauled or something. "what about you, mister? do you live in any clan?"

helena shrugged, not really knowing what to say. she didn't want to be entirely rude, because being rude to strangers led to some bad things. "oh well. it's not as if i could shift into a dinosaur and ruin this whole clan. i wish i could. the shapeshifting part - not the clan thing." she rambled, confusing herself in the end. "aaaaanyways. basically, yeah, if you put it in a blunt way. i call it 'figuring out the world on my own'." it sounded much nicer.

"does he need some water?" helena asked genuinely. obviously she wasn't going to do anything about the broken leg or all the other injuries, but she was good with water. unless he had some sort of elemental manipulation shit. the pup looked at the leopard oddly. "your clan acts like a bunch of dicks, who think they're hilarious."

helena actually burst out laughing at the giant, snarling beast. of course, she was pissing herself on the inside, but his demand was just too ridiculous. "why would anyone release you? i swear to god the exilers treat us like we're idiots, but listen to him!" jesus christ. she'd never been this rude, but a lot of pent up annoyance caused her to be like this. it wasn't even that bad, compared to the anger issues some other people had.

helena listened to dream, and fetched some water. in the back of her mind, she'd probably drown him, but it quickly disappeared when she poured it into some moss and nudged it closer to him. the pup stepped back extremely quickly, though.

ugh. those bratty people. helena felt sympathy; at least she had a family. this is why her hatred towards any sort of human still lingered; they broke down her home, and didn't know what loyalty was. or their own boundaries. "you should join our clan!" she squeaked, liking him already. he'd probably decline, yes, but it wasn't going to hurt to ask. "humans are scary creatures. i've only seen a few, but they've already made my clan a living hell. that's why i don't like them. although, you seem to have a more legitimate reason."

ooh! so he had thought about the offer. "i have no clue. i come and go as a please. however, i should be departing in around a week or two, depending on how i enjoy this area." she noticed another feline and waged her tail excited as oliver had introduced her. "nice to meet you!"

it was interesting how different their lives were compared to her. yes, they still had to look for food, deal with the weather, etc, but thunderclan provided a safe haven for her everyday. the warriors and lionguards kept everything secure, no matter what was going on. "what in the heck is a convienence store?" all this lingo got really complicated.

"okay, i guess." helena wasn't really the type to tell a stranger her life problems, but they knew each others' names, so why not? "thunderclan's in deep shit and stuff. i mean; that's probably great for you guys." she shrugged. "how's your life so far?"

at first, there wasn't much to say. instinctively, the bulky wolf-dog sauntered forward and would take the corpse silently, and continue to make the hole that deutschland had gotten somewhat done. in the inside, she was freaking out. was he a murderer? no, she convinced herself, it was self defense. helena forced herself to think that thought over and over again, like a song repeated on a radio.

although she hadn't heard the whole story, there was no need to. it's not as if confessing the truth would help the scenario.