Styx

Lore —
Styx stood over the body of the previous leader, Aeolus, with a self-satisfied sneer, watching the blood ooze from the old wolf's throat as the life slowly drained out of his selenelion eyes. He giggled as he admired his work, his shoulders shaking. His laugh evolved from a slight chuckle to a cackle, and finally he roared in hysterical laughter, the horrified whispers of pack mates drowned out by his guffaw.
"Oh you silly, sentimental old fool," Styx snorted as his pressed his paw down onto the exposed throat of Aeolus, more blood oozing out of the wound and drenching his paws in his victory. He leaned down as if to whisper into the dead wolf's ear. "You were so naïve. You had so much faith in me, too. A pity."
"You fucking bastard!" A wolf screamed from the crowd that now surrounded him and Aeolus. Styx glanced up to see the snarling face of Juno, her hackles raised, looking much like a cougar does before they pounce. "You didn't have to kill him! It was just a battle, you coward!"
"Juno, Juno, Juno." The storm-eyed wolf tsked as if he were talking to a puppy, boldly approaching the herbalist and smirking down at her as he licked the wolf blood off his maw. "You truly don't get it, do you?"
"You-- You killed Aeolus! You killed him! You would've been leader either way!"
Styx nodded slowly, pacing around and keeping his gaze level on Juno, as if daring her to make a move. "Perhaps. But our interests... differed. He would've only served to get in my way were he alive. And now, I've quite earned my role, wouldn't you say?"
Juno snarled, her lips curled to reveal her canines. "He trusted you! We trusted you!" Her tail was raised high, ears drawn back. "I was starting to not mind your ass whenever you'd help me forage you sick bastard! What would Loki think of this?"
"Why would that matter?" He smiled, a smile he would give Juno whenever she would find a particularly nice herb and ramble about its properties without thinking.
That only served to make the herbalist angrier. "He's your literal pair bond! Unless even that was all fake just to get closer to his uncle, you twisted ingrate." He shook her head, unleashing another ferocious snarl. "You'll never be our leader!"
"J-Juno," Cerise, their oldest pack member, made her way beside Juno, looking into her eyes with a deep sorrow, "There's nothing to be done. They fought for the role. And Styx won, though the victory was unclean."
She whirled on Cerise. "But he killed Aeolus! A-Aeolus was meant to just... retire! It wasn't supposed to.. end like this. He took me in like I was his own..." Her voice became small and shaky as she looked over at the previous leader's corpse.
Styx looked on at the two, ear flicking as Juno howled in fury, bursting into tears and running towards Aeolus' body, weeping violently. Cerise followed her with worry, sitting beside her to calm her down.
He was the leader of the pack now. And there was no stopping him from there, that much everyone knew. The battle was a tradition kept since Nikolai first led the pack, after all. They wouldn't rid of their precious tradition. Was he truly in the wrong if a pack full of fools decided to trust him? An outsider? He smirked as he licked his bloody maw once again. The glares of pack mates were boring down on him, many were sobbing, pupsitters were trying to corral curious pups away from the scene. Orpheus dared to walk up and wrinkle his muzzle at him. "You are sick. You've killed before. I can tell." The scout said simply, before stalking away with his ears pinned down.
Styx scoffed and looked overhead to see ravens beginning to gather around. Juno was screaming, cursing them and cursing Styx as she and many others now wept over the husk of Aeolus. What a pitiful sight, he mused as he turned away to claim his den, the den of the leader. He was looking forward to making this pack the best it'll ever be. Under his rule.



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NBW! Befriended 12-24-24

Next Lead/Breeding Male!

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Lvl 10 - 362
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