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Arthur let the man snarl at him. Only watching with sad brown eyes. He flinched back slightly at the jab. Looking to the side and keeping his gaze on the sleeping Nathaira. His voice started quiet and uncertain. Shaking. "Sage. I don't think you understand how fucked up it made me." Arthur whispered and looked back at the demon. "I didn't know if my daughter was actually going to make it. I'd given her to people out of sheer desperation because I couldn't fix it. I can't fix this. Sage. I gave my baby to two strangers. Demons. Demons who brought her back to life and saved her. Sage I've been through this too and I won't stand to be shut down when this baby has a chance." Arthur's voice was so calm. Strained though. "I get it. Lying to everyone? It fucking hurts. But you got her back didn't you? You two found each other again and I'll be damned if you aren't over the moon about it."

Arthur held back a low growl of his own. A dangerous warning sound. The colouring of his pupils filtering into amber orbs. "I refused to let m baby die. To risk never seeing her again. I had to lie to you for your safety. And for hers. She had absolutely no idea who you were and I had no clue what demon they'd be making her into. She would have attacked you without hesitation had you come for her so blindly. I did it for you both. Don't say I didn't. Pull your head out of your ass and listen to what I'm trying to say." Arthur hissed and licked his lips. Rising to stand again. "I'm not going to force you into this, but I want you to think about the result. Nathaira never sees her baby again. He died in yours, or her arms. Died. I can't fix that. Or. You consider my offer. Nathaira has you Sage. She can't get away with anything endangering herself. You two will pick up the pieces and you knowing that this baby is alive will give her that strength to recover faster. And you'll have him back. It's either that miracle baby dies, or he lives and returns to you in time. One or the other. Fucked up or not Sage, She'd be more fucked up if he were really dead. Hell, Think about where you'd be right now had she really died. Still fucking whores. Maybe locked up. Executed. Think about that." He jabbed his own finger at Sage and bared his own teeth down at the other man.

Arthur let the male soak in the words. Eyes cold and distasteful. As the child was slowly handed his way Arthur took the baby with gentle hands. "Sage. Know that because of this decision your son survived." Arthur whispered and dug his phone out of his pocket. Humming to the whimpering baby and rocking. He scrolled down in contacts before holding the tele to his ear. The second it was replied to Arthur spoke. "Derrek, This is Arthur. I've a favor to cash in." The man spoke softly. It hurt to be handing his grandson over like this. "I have a newborn here. My... He's my Grandson. Yes, thank you Derrek," Arthur frowned at the buoyant congratulations. "Derrek slow down. I'm calling you because of something important. Listen would you? Thank you. Now. Terence... He's been infected through Debardur venom... I can't fix this..." The line on the other side was silent. "I need you to- to take him. You and Elliot and the only people who can help him through this."

Another man spoke on the other side of the line. A more feminine voice, but none the less male. "Arthur. You know how long it takes to do something like this correct?" The man sucked a deep breath in.

"Yes Elliot. Myself and his father are willing to go through with this."

"And the mother?"

Arthur grumbled. "Unless you want a ghoul up your asses you won't say anything to her."

Hums of aggreement were heard. "I need you here as soon as possible. The child staying any longer will be hard to see off."

"Of course Arthur. We'll see to it that we're both there as soon as we can be. See you then."

"Ditto." The man whispered and closed the phone. "They should be here in an hour or so. You sure you don't want to meet them? Put your mind at ease?"

Name:

Loki Bellamy Blake

Age:

18

Gender:

Male

Sexuality:

Homosexual

Rank:

Omega

Wanted Rank:

He doesn't believe he'd fit any ranks but the one he has now.

Short Personality:

With the rank of omega comes the judgment of insecurities. And by all means, are those correct. While Loki is definitely a ball of insecure gay adorable fluff, he is also a stubborn asshole. Bel hides his insecurities through being an absolute jerk to most anyone. The kid definitely tries to prove his worth, and usually only ends up causing more problems.

He was first orphaned by his parents. Those of which had both left the safety of clan and had him. Dying to the hands of hunters and leaving him to the wild. He was found by a hunter as well. He was used as a money bank. His feathers sold for high costs and even his left eye.

After about age sixteen, when he was found by the king and clan, he still moves with a heavy limp. A crooked, broken tail, and a blind right eye. With the loss of an eye comes heightened hearing. Yelling is something he tries to avoid at all times. Hearing it causes instant submission. Though he hates the weakness he shows through all this. He doesn't always want to be seen as the weak omega.

Loki will fight back. If he is pushed to the edge, there is no way that Bellamy wouldn't lash out. His tongue, while silver, is also sharp as the whip. Sometimes leaving more painful a lash then any attack would. Loki is known for fighting dirty. Using his whip of a tail as a sort of distraction. Trained at a young age by the hunter, to hunt his own kind, he knows his way around the fight, but this doesn't hide his weaknesses. Always worried of a lash. Something he wouldn't be able to get away from. The hatred of himself, for being such a coward.

Crush/Mate/Offspring:

None. He doesn't think he could really be worthy of one. It wouldn't be fair to them.

Plot Ideas:

Other:

Forgot to add images of his bedroom. So. To fit his odd standoff personality here's everything I cooked up for him.

Hearing Wyatt boost him up a bit on his whole honesty issue made a grin reach Arkham's face. Closing his eyes sweetly in a sort of adoration. "Thank you Wyatt. That really means a lot to me." He softened the smile and watched the puppy as he joyously chased after the cat. Soft mouth as he would gum on her tail, earning a swat of scolding. He'd yip at the molly and nip softly at her paws. "Don't be too rough Gotham. Please. You're two times her size." He smiled and leaned down to pick the puppy up, bumping their noses together and cuddling the little thing.

"It's nice to know that I don't have to be alone in the cell anymore." He smiled to himself and set the dog back down, watching him itch, then get up to scamper after the cat again. Arkham looked over to the other with soft eyes. "What next Boss? Over the moon? Under a rainbow? Preferably the opposite direction of Ashen. And Certainly the opposite direction of the Kingsmen. Believe me. I have no wish to die this young."

He'd lose SO much respect after everyone found out omg AH I LOVE THIS TENSION..

If you need anyone to play said possible future love child count me in.

Ooh, Just a thought. So. Even thought they happen to be shifters, they would carry the instinct of lions or birds. As said above by Dusty, the mother, or alpha, would kill the child. UNLESS. They held the rank of some sort of shaman or something. Like. Any of the offspring to show illness in which could not be healed, or bad omen, would be given to the shaman to take away. They wouldn't kill the child, but abandon it far off from the clan. To avoid kiling babbies LMAO. If we do get that rank. I've reserved it. Fair and square. No one can play the wacko lunatic but me.

Speaking of child. Oh yes. I'm making a ten year old heir. Hell yeah.

Name:

Dallas Reilly Strider

Age:

10

Gender:

Male

Sexuality:

He honestly isn't sure yet.

Rank:

Heir

Wanted Rank:

I mean. He doesn't care much right now, but a beta or something would be nice... Maybe alpha... MAybe.

Short Personality:

Dallas is nothing short of a big goof ball. Being the son of an alpha means nothing to him, rarely ever being able to take anything seriously. He likes to get himself into trouble. Causing fights between people at times makes the boy feel like he owns the place. He's not a liar, but you definitely have to keep an eye out on the real meaning of his words.

Crush/Mate/Offspring:

Plot Ideas:

MAYYYYBe he wants to start some problems and brings in the wrong company at some point?

Other:

Lol Yaaaaaaaaassss Pleaseeeeeeeee. I love it. The best gayness. Casphian

Arhur watched with sad brown eyes after he hung the phne up. Putting it into his pocket and taking a seat beside Sage. The baby had fussed a bit before coming to terms with sleep and falling back into its abyss. Arthur hummed softly to keep the baby well relaxed. Looking at his father with worried eyes. "Sage. You've saved your son's life. It may not seem to be your smartest decision now, but you wait. When you see this baby boy again you're going to bebeyond thrilled that you did this. That you saved your baby..." Arthur whispered and gave a sad smile. "The lies... I wish I didn't have to put you through any of this Sage. Both of you deserve the world. You've earned that much..." The man whispered and leaned back. "I'll be in the other room. Preparing a few things for the child. Arthur smiled and stod carefully, padding into another room a few yards away.

Arthur found himself holding the sleeping baby on his right side as he fished a bright opal from a drawer. Setting the baby in his swaddled blankets onto the wide desk with the hghest care, and taking a few pieces of metals, and even some odd magics. By the time he had finished, the two had arived, the door bell ringing softly, though only into the lab.

Arthur took the little object quietly. Holding it in soft hands. A sort of rattle. A keepsake. This baby would cherrish this for yeas to come. He [icked the baby bak up and moved to leave the room. Patting Sage on the shoulder on his way out. Then up the steps into the main home to greet the angelic fallen.

When Arthur opened the door, he was met with two men. One was much shorter then the other. Arthur greeted them with sad smiles. The shortest of the two gave a sad frown. "Oh Arthur..." The man looked at Arthr and held his arms out for the baby. Nodding as Arthur muttered a soft "Be Careful" and let him hold the infant. "His name is Terence I believe. He's.... He's a miracle to have been alive to begin with but He wouldn't live without help..." Elliot nodded. "Of course Arthur. Where is his father?"

Arthur shook his head. "They're both territorial. It was hard for him to make this decision. He didn't want to put you two in any danger." The two nodded. The one who had seemed joyous over the phone looked at the man with worry. "You're asking us to take a territorial cannibal mix? Arthur this is dangerous..." The man mumbled but took the baby into his arms softly.

"I know Derrek. But you have to understand that you two are the only people who can help him. You're his only chance. Please.' The two nodded to silence him and Elliot glanced back at the man once again.

"You can count on us Arthur. What do you want us to do about the parental iews?" Arthur smiled. "Tell him everything you can. When he's old enough. Only then. But Tell him he had parents who cared. Please. They love him. They fought so very hardfor this baby's life. I don't want him to every think differently."

"f course Arthur. Is that all then?" Arthur nodded and he two bid farewell. hiding the baby from the cold and moving back towards their car. Arthur found himself stiffen. Watching th child leave. It was like losing Nathaira all over again... He knew he knew she would. She'd be lost to everyone. He sat back into the sofa chair after shutting the door, face in his hands. He hadn't cried in years. Didn't think he could. But this was definately the ice breaker. He knew those two men like family yet seeing off his only grandson was killing him. Killing him beause he was absolutely useless. He couldn't do anything and he fucking hated himself for it.

Arthur found himself coughing out a soft cry. Running a hand through his hair. "Dammit.... DAMMIT. I'm such... I'm fucking pathetic..." The man snarled to himself. Jumping at the collie dog who shoved its head under his arms, nudging at him in worry.

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It wasn't much more then an hour and a half later that she awoke. Pain ripping through her body, though not nearly anything she would have felt without Arthur's Aid. Fear coursed tthrough her and she felt herself jolt up into a sit. Crying out desperately. The woman felt around her stomach. Memories returning before she felt herself sob out a scream. Her baby. Her baby wasn't here. No. No. God no. Sage... "Sage!" She coughed out another desperate pleading Sob and searched for him. The feeling of need. "Sage where is he? Please." She was panting, weezing in her fear and pain.

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Eliza felt herself jerk up. The scream alerting every alarm system she had. Her back popped in a few places but she only winced. Feeling around to be sure Sam was with her. Worry creasing her face until she found him. Pulling her lip through her teeth. The home reeked of fear and loss. The smell of a newborn child, stale. Replaced with endless guilt and sorrow. She felt tears in her eyes. Shaking her head to clear it. Kelpies were rather vulnerable to emotions. Depression often effected them the worst. Soaking it in like a sponge to water. Empathy. The sadness that absolutely drowned them, soon took her with it. She felt her stomach ache with the [ain of the household. Eyes burning with the tears most of them had shed. She closed her eyes and held back a sob. Shaking her head again.

With a soft whine she rolled back over and searched her mate out once more. Burrowing into him. Head placed between his shoulder and neck. Desperate pants leaving her lip as she used this as a way of comfort to calm her down. She needed to sleep. Needed to relax. She was doing what she could, slowly falling into the abyss of sleep as well. Heart pounding wildly. Tears dryin in tracks down her face.

tracking

Perhaps after the secret affair is discovered it could create a major divide in the pride. Like. They become so focused on the issues in the pride involving honesty of their King AND Beta, they lose sight of the looming threat of the hunter. Therefore causing the king to lose his guard and get him attacked, putting Victoria in charge, Where as people within the pride maybe begin planning a way to keep her in charge as stop Strider from becoming king once more, until he finds a way to earn their trust again? I dunno.

Then Again the King and Beta female we'd trusted to lead and protect us went behind our backs and had themselves a good ol time.. Cheatng on His Luna, lying. And therefore losing the trust of mahority of the pride. See where I'm coming from? Omg I love this plot. So much.

Loki's already goin for Apollo lmao

hnggggg. Yes. This will be the best. Kind of like a forbidden love? Sor of? I mean. In the days of old It woould have been extremely tabboo to even communicate with the omega but. OMG I love it.

Jay. My Love. When will the RP be starting I need it lmao

I'm wasting my time on OHU cause Cas' little clicker dog got me hooked omg.

It was funny lmao. I was just like "Omg. Pupper!" And clicked it and now I can't stop. Omg.

And Jay if it's easier on you Love, then you can make the thread and link it to us here. You don't need to sy anything in RP right away, just mention you've made it by popular demand, but cannot play IC currently due it mobile, and declare that the alimighty Jay will reply in due time. If you would like. I do that sometimes when I've got eager players but I'm on mobile. Lol. ^.^