#Shadow alpha moon base

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Can you create chapter titles based off werewolf packs?? Please?

Werewolf Packs Chapter Titles

-> feel free to edit as you see fit.

The Howl of the Alpha

Moonlit Oaths

Packbound

Tides of the Blood Moon

The Mark of Loyalty

Fangs and Fury

Silent Paws

Culling the Weak

The Hunt Begins

Alpha's Reign

The Shadow of the Pack

Blood and Fur

Rite of Passage

Beneath the Full Moon

Betrayal in the Pack

Feral Heart

Lunar Wrath

The Call of the Wild

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SKZ War Chapter 7

Trigger Warnings: None

The tension in the pack was palpable. The haunted house had become the focal point of everyone’s worry, especially for the head alpha. For two weeks, Chan, Jeongin, Changbin, and Seungmin patrolled the area relentlessly, keeping an eye on the foggy barrier and any signs of Hongjoong. Yet, the house stood silent, its dark aura unnervingly still. Lucas and Moon, meanwhile, were trapped within the confines of their home. Grounded and under constant supervision, they could do little but stew in their own guilt and frustration.

“Nothing again,” Changbin muttered as he emerged from the tree line, his sharp eyes scanning the clearing. Chan, standing a few feet away, nodded grimly. “It’s been the same every night. No sign of Hongjoong, no sign of activity. It’s like he’s disappeared.” Jeongin, crouched near the base of a tree, spoke without looking up. “Or he’s waiting. He knows we’re watching.” Seungmin crossed his arms, his expression as cold and calculating as ever. “It doesn’t matter how long he waits. We’ll keep patrolling. If he shows himself, we’ll handle it.” Jeongin finally stood, brushing dirt off his hands. “We need to be careful. The boys said Hongjoong asked for help, but if he’s free now, he might be plotting something. We can’t underestimate him.” Chan sighed, running a hand through his disheveled hair. “Do you think the pack is safe? Or should we start warning the others?” Jeongin shook his head. “Not yet. If word gets out, it could lead to panic—or worse, other packs thinking we’ve sided with Hongjoong. We keep this contained.” Seungmin nodded in agreement. “And we keep watching.”

Back at the house, Lucas sat on his bed, staring at the ceiling. Moon was slumped in the chair by the desk, his arms crossed and his expression sour. “This sucks,” Moon muttered. “Tell me about it,” Lucas replied. “I get why they’re mad,” Moon continued. “But it’s not like we wanted to cause trouble. We were trying to help.” Lucas sat up, his frustration bubbling to the surface. “Exactly! But no one cares about that. They’re just treating us like kids.” “Maybe because we are kids,” Moon pointed out. Lucas glared at him. “Not helping.” The door opened, and their mother, Y/N, stepped in. Her usually warm expression was shadowed with worry. “Boys,” she said, her tone firm but gentle. “We need to talk.” They both straightened, bracing themselves for another lecture. “I know you think we’re being harsh,” Y/N began, sitting on the edge of Lucas’s bed. “But this isn’t just about you. What you did put the entire pack at risk. You might not understand that now, but one day, you will.” Lucas looked down, guilt twisting in his stomach. “We were just trying to help,” he said quietly. “I know,” Y/N said, her voice softening. “But some problems are bigger than us. That’s why we have the alphas and betas to handle things like this. You need to trust them.”

Moon nodded reluctantly, but Lucas stayed silent. “I’m worried about both of you,” Y/N continued. “This isn’t something you should be involved in. That’s why we’re making a plan to keep you safe.” Lucas frowned. “What kind of plan?” Y/N smiled faintly. “You’ll find out soon enough.”

Later that evening, Y/N met with Felix and Minho in the kitchen. The boys were asleep, and the house was quiet, save for the soft murmur of their voices. “They’re restless,” Y/N said, leaning against the counter. “Especially Lucas. He feels like we’re not listening to him.” Minho sipped his tea, his expression thoughtful. “Lucas has always been headstrong. He’s like you in that way—he doesn’t back down easily.” Felix nodded. “But he’s also smart. If we give him something to focus on, something to make him feel useful, it might keep him out of trouble.” “What do you suggest?” Y/N asked. Felix hesitated, then said, “We could involve him in the patrols—not directly, of course, but maybe give him small tasks. Something to keep his mind busy.” Minho shook his head. “That’s too risky. The last thing we need is for Lucas to think he’s part of this fight.” Y/N sighed. “I just want to protect them. Both of them. But I know Lucas. If we keep shutting him out, he’s only going to push harder.” Minho set down his cup, his gaze serious. “Then we need to be honest with him. Not about everything, but enough to make him understand why this is so dangerous.” Felix nodded in agreement. “And we need to keep a closer eye on the house. If Hongjoong really is gone, we need to know where he went—and why.” Y/N nodded, her resolve strengthening. “Then we’ll do whatever it takes. For the pack—and for our boys.”

The next morning, Jeongin called a meeting with the pack’s alphas to discuss their next steps. “The patrols haven’t found anything,” Jeongin said, addressing the group. “But that doesn’t mean we’re in the clear. We need to stay vigilant.” Chan leaned back in his chair, his arms crossed. “And the boys? What do we do about them?” “They’re grounded,” Minho said. “But Lucas especially is struggling. He feels responsible for Hongjoong.” “He’s just a kid,” Changbin said, his voice filled with concern. “He shouldn’t have to deal with this.” “I agree,” Jeongin said. “But we also can’t ignore what happened. Lucas and Moon need to understand the gravity of this situation.” Y/N spoke up, her voice steady. “Felix and I have been talking. We think it might help to give Lucas some responsibilities—something to make him feel like he’s contributing without putting him in harm’s way.” Jeongin considered this for a moment, then nodded. “Fine. But it needs to be closely monitored. No more surprises.” The alphas agreed, and the meeting adjourned, leaving the pack with a renewed sense of purpose—and a lingering sense of unease.

For the next few days, the patrols continued, but the house remained silent. Lucas and Moon, though still grounded, found small ways to keep themselves busy. Lucas, in particular, threw himself into his studies, trying to distract himself from the lingering guilt But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t shake the feeling that something was coming. Something bigger than any of them could anticipate.

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Shadow Lover

Was not expecting to write this but here we are. Thank you @sihtricfedaraaahvicius for the name and convincing me to post, cause I almost didn’t.

Summary: just a daydream I turned fic, enjoy

Pairing: Werewolf!Sihtric Kjartansson x Corvina

Word Count: 1160

Rating: 18+, MDNI

TW: Smut, monsterfucking

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from The Last Kingdom nor do I own any of the images used.

Dividers by @arcielee

He shouldn’t crave her as much as he does, but he can’t help himself. It didn’t matter that she was a vampire, his sworn enemy, because he did love her just as she loved him. He loved how she felt against him and she loved the way she didn’t have to hold back when things got rough during their intimate moments.

The illicit affair started back after Uhtred was banished from Wessex, when they had moved to Dunholm for a time. The Saxons were on edge, now that Alfreds dog was unleashed and roaming free, but Uhtred packed up the Coocham pack and didn’t look back. It was on a rare solo hunt when Sihtric first met Corvina, her pale skin and red eyes ensnaring him rather than putting him on edge. She claimed she was hunting some human criminal, but Sihtric found he didn’t actually care. He just wanted her and she wanted him. Naturally, that first meeting ended with Sihtric pinning Corvina to a tree as he ravaged her, the image of her crying out his name burned into his memories.

They continued to meet in secret for years, whispering promises and declarations of love with only the moon as witness. Uhtred never learned why Sihtric started doing hunts alone or why he always found excuses to go on long trips, or if he did, he never said. Now, Uhtred sat as lord of Bebbanburg and head of the Northumbria wolves, while Sihtric was the Lord of Dunholm and the alpha of his own pack. His favorite perk was that didn’t have to sneak away to have a moment with his lady love. He could have her in his home, beneath the furs on his bed without a care in the world if anyone heard them. The pack didn’t particularly care for Corvina, but she never bothered them so they simply turned a blind eye to the goings on.

It was late one night when Sihtric retired to his chambers after several days of dealing with a border dispute. Now that Danes, Saxons and wolves could live in Northumbria together, it was an adjustment for everyone and problems arose constantly. He was tired and frustrated, just wanting to collapse on his bed and sleep to hopefully forget about the events of the last few days. It was a petty dispute that ended in the Saxon farmer getting attacked by the wolf he accused of poaching his livestock. It was brutal, the farmer permanently scarred for the rest of his life and the wolf being escorted to Bebbanburg to answer to Uhtred. What he wasn’t expecting, was to walk in and see Corvina laid up in his bed, her smile making his heart race as he hurried to her side.

”I did not think I would see you for a few more days, my love,” he said as he kicked off his boots and crawled over her, kissing up her neck and along her jawline. Even after all this time, he couldn’t help but marvel at the smoothness of her skin.

Corvina chuckled, running her hand through the curls at the base of his neck. “I finished my duties a little earlier than expected, so I thought I would come to you. I can tell by your face that it has been a long few days. Do you wish to talk about it?” She asked in a concerned tone as Sihtric wrapped her in his arms and buried his face in her neck.

”No, I just want to forget. Corvina, make me forget,” he pleaded as he pulled back to look into her eyes, wanting to lose himself in her before having to face tomorrow.

She complied without hesitation, their lips meeting in a desperate kiss as hands explored the other with the certainty of long time lovers. Clothes were removed and discarded on the floor haphazardly, breathy moans filling the air alongside the crackling of the hearth. Sihtric kissed down her body, the warmth of his lips contrasting with the coolness of her skin as he positioned himself between her legs. He licked a stripe up her folds, growling lowly at the salty taste before devouring her. He could feel the beast within jump to the surface, wanting nothing more than to give into his primal instincts and claim her like he had a thousand times before. And she let him, just as she had before.

He brought her to her peak with his tongue and fingers before pulling away to flip her over, swatting her rear playfully as she arched her back and gave him a cheeky grin over her shoulder. Sihtric lined himself up and thrusted into Corvina with a grunt, his claws digging into the pale flesh of her waist while she moaned, adjusting to his length for a moment before he set a slow, torturous pace. His hand traced up her spine slowly, one clawed hand wrapping around her throat and pulling her up until his chest pressed against her back. The angle gave him the opportunity to see her pleasure drunk face, her red eyes hooded and fangs on display as the most sinful sounds fell from her ruby lips. It took everything in Sihtric not to bite down on her shoulder and mark her as his mate, but he didn’t need some mark to know she was his just as he was hers.

Yellow eyes held red ones, her hand reaching back and tangling in his hair once more as her nails scratched at his forearm and left red lines in their wake. Their combined groans and the creaking of the bed would tell anyone passing by what they were doing, but neither was concerned, too lost in the other to care for the opinions of others. His free hand snaked down her body, fingers rubbing circles around her sensitive nub as she trembled in his arms, her walls clamping down on him while she cried out his name. No matter how many times he had her, the sight of her climaxing was one he would love forever. It didn’t take him long to follow after her, the two collapsing on the bed as they rode out their highs together.

When he finally pulled out to lay beside her, their shaky breaths turned into laughter as they looked at the other, a comfortable familiarity settling over them as Sihtric pulled Corvina into his side with a series of quick pecks all over her face. They laid there tangled together under the furs, gently caressing scarred bodies and breathing each other in. They talked for hours, and made love when talking wasn’t enough, Corvina successfully making him forget about the world outside his chambers even if for a little while.

No, Sihtric shouldn’t crave her as much as he does, but if you asked him who his greatest love was, he would simply smile and say his heart belonged to his shadow lover.

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[vivianbernadetteaurora]

Emily and Katie fitch

Birth chart

Sun 🌞 ♋️ cancer

These two guys are very different, obviously, share the same birth chart but have different aspects coming out to play, now with twins in astrology they say that one twin is more outgoing while the other is a bit more introverted which is definitely the case of these two. you get two types of cancers you get the outgoing sex pot type j Katie, and the introverted shy type like Emily whs kind of scared of her own shadow, they definitely have a gemini aspect to them as well.

Moon 🌙

Leo, the moons in there because they’re both very, but they’re also can be self-centredness, especially with Katie, but with Leo, it’s really insecurities that come out, also their mum is an,, quite you know a bit of a bitch, and quite bossy with the dad, definitely an alpha female, which is powerful. This is a powerful chart being ruled by two luminary instead of planets. Leo moons are often not as extroverted as Leo suns .

Rising ⏏️ Taurus

Taurus rising’s are one of the most beautiful rising signs ever seen, they have quite cherub faces, and quite juicy features, it also rules and neck, and the glands around the neck but they also ruled by Venus and, and they’ve got a very beautiful looks to them very feminine, but juicy is the way I always describe Taurus risings, Their clothes and fashion, especially Katie,. Just ultra ultra feminine. this will make Venus ruling planet so they’ve been a sign will be very prominent in their

Mercury✨ cancer

Mercury and cancer because, they are very, into injustice in different ways and cancel rules mother but also motherhood, and Katie has the issue where she can’t have children in the second season, Emily however has different issues when it comes to the talking front, this is to do with LGBT stuff, that or it could be race but cancer rules over things like that,.

Venus 🌷

Taurus, because of their interest in fashion clothes, the job that Katie does in the second season with her, is wedding and part, which would be very Venus based, in planet is Venus because of the rising, Emily because, relationship with Naomi, and her love for her in the deepest and darkest of mom, isn’t afraid to get close to her, when she gets pissed away, a Taurus loves very deeply when it comes to people close to them, and they don’t often have many friends I’ve noticed. when it comes to come in close to people they find it hard with people like I say who aren’t his, Katie has loads of boyfriends during the seasons, where is it Emily sticks with Naomi because she’s always felt that way for and advice.

Mars 🧨🔥

Boss bitches, get shit done, and don’t take any talk from anybody, Mars Sagittarius

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Find the answer below after answering the question!

The answer is......

Alfie

Also...

Pew pew pew pew pew!

[thunderbirds-showdown]

Which Thunderbirds Are Go episode is better?

Vote on which episode you think is better. Episode synopses below the cut.

The Long Reach Part 2: Havoc and Fuse attempt to cause chaos on Tracy Island, leading to Kayo, Grandma Tracy and the Mechanic working together to thwart their schemes. Meanwhile, with Jeff Tracy recovered, the rest of International Rescue find themselves dealing with one more problem - the sudden attempt by the Hood to steal the Zero-XL, having stowed away on it.

Relic: When a meteor shower is projected to hit the decommissioned Shadow Alpha One Moon base, concern arises with the discovery the base is still inhabited by a lone crew member - Captain Lee Taylor, an old friend of Jeff Tracy. Scott and Alan take Thunderbird 3 on a rescue mission after attempts to warn him fail, but when Scott boards the base, he's surprised to find Taylor attempting to maintain its defence system against meteors. After initial attempts to defend the base against continuing waves of meteors start to fail, both Scott and Taylor are forced to abandon the base to meet Thunderbird 3 at a rendezvous on the moon's surface that is itself threatened by the meteor shower.

[heranubis]

monster cod (dullahans version) ft. 141, kate laswell, alex keller, farah karim, alejandro vargas, rodolfo parra, philip graves

John "Bravo 0-6" Price

where many people mistake mactavish as a werewolf, it's actually price. he has excellent control of his wolf, and is capable of shifting at will rather than relying on the moon cycle.

all of his senses are heightened and his strength far surpasses a regular human. anyone who tries to call him "alpha" gets a growl and eye roll - he find's it annoying and only the rest of the 141 (& kate) can get away with the joke.

is capable of masking his identity of a werewolf, except his eyes will sometimes flash a circle of amber around the pupil - a sign his instincts have been triggered and his wolf is present.

his teeth are incredibly sharp, even in human form. he's not a fan of dentists nor are they a fan of him.

his wolf form more closely resembles a grizzly than an actual wolf - and he definitely uses this as an intimidation factor.

Simon "Ghost" Riley

was actually human, once upon a time. it was a mission gone wrong, a desperate deal made and soul taken away. his body was transformed into a hellhound - think of the ones from chronicles of riddick.

he actually prefers his new hellhound form to his human one! will only be human when absolutely necessary - otherwise you can often spot him prowling around in the shadows, dew claws clicking as he stalks and observes.

his neutral scale color is a faded, smokey gray. when he is content, his scales flush to a lighter, not-quite-white. it's when he's hunting that his scales take on that signature black color - though his face still retains the skull markings similar to the mask he wears as a human.

capable of canid vocalizations in either form, and capable of human speech - he just prefers remaining silent. he also rattles his scales to announce his presence around those he respects or considers pack. everyone else get's a jumpscare when they turn around and there he suddenly is.

will only tolerate pets (read: hard shoulder smacks) from johnny or price. kyle tries, but he doesn't pat hard enough for simon to register through the scales. the effort is appreciated, though.

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick

a seraphim - or the closest anyone will get to one. four sets of wings, all made of a metal not found on earth. he prefers folding them tightly to his back to avoid accidentally slicing someone.

please don't talk christianity or catholicism with him - he will bolt. he has no issue with religion or anyone being open about it, he just (quite frankly) get's tired of answering the same questions repeatedly.

actually grooms his feathers regularly! though made of metal, they can be very pliant and soft when his body feels like it isn't under active threat. nobody is allowed to sit within his wingspan on horror movie nights unless it's simon, whose scales can't be sliced by the feathers.

if you ask him why he left the clouds - his answer is always the same. his sense of justice was too strong - he wanted to make a change in the world, and he wouldn't wait to do it.

does not have an eternal lifespan and can be killed, but it's incredibly hard to do so. he still hates helicopters and thinks they're pointless (salty that he fell out of one twice).

John "Soap" Mactavish

a kelpie! actually a hybrid between two different species of faer, kelpie is the easiest to identify with. unlike the typical three forms, john only has two: human and horse.

his horse form is a large dark bay, almost impossible to identify it's breed at first glance. the most you'll ever see are those blue eyes and his suspiciously sharp teeth before he pulls you beneath the murky waters.

has a very strong affinity for water, and despite his love for demolitions he will take any chance possible to be submerged. not as big of a fan of salt water than he is fresh or brackish, but he'll take whatever he can get (except chlorine. that is hell and he hates it).

doesn't use his horse form on base - it has a subtle air of influence that tends to draw people in. after a few unfortunate incidences, it's more of an unspoken rule that he can only shift on leave or on field but never on base.

kyle is the only one who has ever been able to sit on his back and his skin not trap him - something about the heavenly blessings? john was a little too stunned to truly pay attention

Kate "Watcher" Laswell

a proper dragon - half of her heart, soul, and lifespan split with her wife. golden scales that grow in patches (like alex, found below) - more like snake skin than harder scales like a crocodiles.

her pupils are slit and while she does have horns, she keeps them short at her wifes request (hard to bonk foreheads comfortably if they get in the way xoxo). her tail isn't super long but that makes it easier for her to keep close and out of the way.

both wings are in tact and she is Not a fan of anyone touching them outside of her wife (and maybe kyle, since she see's him as a good friend and he knows the struggle of cleaning wings).

can absolutely breathe fire, and will do so as a warning.

Alex "Echo 3-1" Keller

a snake hybrid of some sort, specifically a king cobra. patches of scales, fangs that are capable of tucking into his gums, spectacled eyes. he can see in infrared and often finds it annoying when in cold enviornments.

has a forked tongue and absolutely uses it to mess with people. his tattoos and preference for long sleeves actually mask his scales pretty well, so it's easy to mistake him for a human at first glance. he's been known to trick people in the past by randomly flicking his tongue or even unhinging his jaw.

yes, he knows hes larger than a mongoose. yes, they still unsettle him. claims it's natural instinct (he thinks they just look... really weird). hisses as a defense when startled or annoyed, no he will not acknowledge it.

big on seeking others out and sticking close for body heat. farah, price, and kyle are his favorites because of their higher body temps.

has never elaborated on what exactly he is - will give a different answer every time you ask.

Farah Karim

suggested by my beloved noji @blighted-lights, farah would be a harpy or otherwise bird adjacent! i personally see her as some sort of falcon - small and mighty and underestimating her is your very last mistake.

she doesn't bond easily but when she does? she will do absolutely anything for you. she especially loves when you help her preen, it's something she only allows when she feels utterly safe with you.

chirps and coo's when she feels particularly emotional (positive).

she has one of alex's scales and he has one of her feathers. it's a sign of their deep devotion to each other. regardless of romantic or platonic, they are incredibly important to each other and an equal exchange of something so important cannot be ignored.

if you manage to be farah's favorite person? it would melt her heart if you fashioned her feathers into jewelry and even made matching pieces.

Alejandro Vargas

hear me out, but i think he would be a cadejo! a dog shaped creature whose eyes change color depending on it's mood - often seen as either protectors and bringers of good will or the incarnation of the devil.

he stands around the height of a cow, and though his fur is black - alejandro is only a protector of his community. rodolfo often jokingly teases him that he smells like a goat so he very much invests in colognes.

though he doesn't have any visible chains, the sound of them dragging behind him can be heard on especially quiet nights. alongside the sound of his hooves - these are the sounds of safety to the people of las almas.

very much prefers his human form and can mask himself incredibly well.

the most you'll ever see that tells against him being human are his sharp teeth and the subtle color shift in his eyes.

Rodolfo "Rudy" Parra

another shifter, like price! his canid form is actually a Xoloitzcuintli. not a lot of hair and more on the 'traditional' side of hairless. his skin in this form is as dark as his hair as a human, which allows him to blend into shadows better.

much like price, all of his senses are heightened, though he has to be more careful due to little to no fur protecting his skin in altercations (plenty of small scars from chasing after suspects and not being super careful in avoiding obstacles)

yes, he can stand as a traditional werewolf. no, he doesn't do it often - it scares the shit out of ajelandro and while it can be funny, he'd really rather not deal with it.

has exceptional control over his shifting and honestly doesn't have a preference over what form he uses most - just whatevers convenient at the time.

has absolutely pretended to be a regular dog for the sake of an op - has since learned he's a bigger fan of belly rubs than previously thought.

Philip Graves

somewhere between undead and genuine zombie. no he doesn't know how it happened, no he doesn't want to figure it out. no he doesn't want your brains, yes he will bite if you keep bothering him.

constantly smells like rot and sulfur, and his eyes are always just a bit cloudy. his body doesn't fall apart nor does he suffer from rigor mortis, but the cold does not mesh well with him.

incapable of permanently dying - yes he can be put down, but bury him shallow; he Will come back.

please don't call him a zombie, it'll just aggravate him and that's not a fight you want to pick. shadow company is protective of him and vice versa.

has complete cognotive functions alongside physical functions - can very easily pass as a regular person if you look past the more... obvious signs pointing otherwise.

[buckybarnesss]

so. motel california. do you have thoughts?

I know the doylist explanation is just that jeff wanted to do a fun spooky episode and didn't give a fuck whether it made sense, but from a watsonian perspective?

did jennifer crash the truck that causes the traffic jam? did she cause the tornado? if she didn't cause the tornado, what was her plan? if she did cause it what was her plan?! why are none of the humans affected by the wolfsbane? why did she just give up after the werewolves had emotional breakthroughs, was this some kind of deeply unethical therapy? why does teen wolf take place in the same universe as psycho?!

i really like the horror-lite aesthetic, it's a fun episode, but it makes so little sense, and it's driving me crazy!

my apologies that this took me so long to answer but it took me a while to gather my thoughts. as with a lot of things in teen wolf it's hard to give a straight answer without breaking down some things first.

the simple answer is: jennifer is good but she's not that good and teen wolf wanted a halloween episode despite airing in july.

but i can never just give a simple answer.

i'm just gonna read more this now because like always i get long goddamn winded about what was going on in 3A.

the thing about 3A i think that is sort of missed is that it's the closing moves of a chess match that began long before wolf moon. the chess metaphor is deep this season, okay. there's a reason derek is the king on stiles's chess board and it's not just because stiles is unhinged about derek.

in 3A there's plot threads that happen in the background that are easy to miss because it's never outright stated and one of those things is that both jennifer and duecalion scoped beacon hills out long before they showed up.

marin morrell shows up for the first time in abomination. much like jennifer she's presented at first as benign and largely unthreatening. we learn later morrell is anything but.

while we don't know if morrell was already working for the school when we meet her it does make her a direct parallel to jennifer.

duecalion's interest was piqued by what happened in season 1. with laura hale's murder, peter's revenge spree ending with the death of kate argent and than derek subsequently becoming the alpha duecalion sees an opportunity.

people have asked what was duecalion's motivation initially and my answer is that it was simple.

duecalion is a collector and he wanted to collect the last hale into his pack.

the events of season 2 only served to interest him more due to the kanima but likely also because of gerard argent's involvement. duecalion and gerard are set up as a lot like kate and peter were in season 1.

they're different sides of the same coin. duecalion and gerard are shadow actors for much of the series both before and after their appearances.

we have to remember that marin morrell is there before peter's resurrection and before the alphas got ahold of erica, boyd and cora.

i fully believe that derek was not only aware that there'd be more hunters coming to beacon hills but also he may have guessed the alpha pack would come too.

derek's desperation for a pack throughout season 2 isn't just because of the kanima it's because he knows he needs a power base and he needs one fast. i don't think he would've pressed scott as hard as he did otherwise.

it should also be noted that deaton (and morrell) were keeping scott's potential of being a true alpha on the down low. deaton tells scott in currents he believed scott would be a true alpha when he learned he was bitten.

i have a whole theory about deaton and morrell having their own conspiracy surrounding scott becoming a true alpha. they definitely kept it as an ace in the hole.

derek was also trying to keep scott away from everything relating to the alphas but his motivation was straight forward. derek wants scott to be a normal teenager.

this is all but said in tattoo.

scott: hey, are you gonna tell me who that was back there? that alpha? derek: a rival pack. it's my problem. i know you wanna help, and you did-- i owe you one. now, go home. go back to being a teenager.

we know deaton was aware of duecalion and his pack coming at least by raving due to the conversation he and morrell have after derek brings scott to him after victoria tries to kill him.

marin: i can't decide if i admire your sentimentality or despise it... deaton: if i want your opinion, i'll make an appointment with the guidance office. marin: from the state of things, i think you could use a little guidance. are you really going to leave all of this up to a couple of kids? deaton: they're more capable than you think. marin: and, are you going to tell them what's coming? deaton: they've got enough to worry about...

there's also an argument to be made that victoria argent was bitten by one of the alphas and not derek like we are led to believe.

duecalion doesn't really change focus off derek until he meets scott and realizes what scott can become. again, he's a collector and a true alpha is rare.

jennifer in turn is also focused on derek. he is central to her plan.

there are two things at play with jennifer being that she is obsessed with derek and she does the absolute most to get under his defenses.

jennifer is obsessed with derek because she views him as her savior.

jennifer: you didn't know what you were doing back then, but killing paige in the root cellar-- sacrificing her there-- gave power to the nemeton. you gave it power again. you gave me power. Just enough to hold onto life a little longer. long enough to be found.

she uses her ill begotten power from virgin sacrifices to assist in her seduction of him and her glamour as jennifer is visually similar to both pagie and stiles. there's even moments where she seems to purposefully emulate stiles's more endearing, curious and less threatening behavior to lure derek into a false sense of security.

derek was supposed to be the guardian. jennifer says as much in lunar eclipse

jennifer: i need a guardian... and that's a role that can either be filled by the three parents i was forced to take, or by you.

derek was always jennifer's first choice but poisoning cora and jennifer taking melissa, the sheriff and chris was insurance not just for cooperation but just in case she needed them for the guardian sacrifice.

what she didn't count on was her magic not being enough against the tears of stiles stilinski.

so how does any of this answer your question about what the fuck jennifer's plan was?

let's just say teen wolf played fast and loose with this because it doesn't make a lot of sense when you examine it too closely but i shall try.

i think it's far too easy to say she was going to sacrifice the werewolves but if stiles's theory is true she planned on removing scott, isaac and boyd off the board so she could have free access to derek.

however i wonder if jennifer was planning on sacrificing them in a three fold death than what was she looking to gain from it? possibly their advanced healing as the next episode is when she does the one for healers but i think there was more than one thing at play in motel califnornia.

there's jennifer's plan of completing her seduction of derek and than there's lydia's banshee abilities.

jennifer's surprise when derek turned up at the school parking lot in frayed is genuine. fortuitous for her but unplanned as getting derek alone to complete her seduction was her plan which is where the cross country meet comes in.

as a teacher she would know about the cross country meet and have access to finstock's whistle. there obviously wasn't enough to really affect the humans in the group as the wolfsbane wasn't ingested like at lydia's party but rather inhaled randomly when the whistle was blown which really just makes it less reliable.

so her targets seem to be scott, boyd and isaac over ethan. she wants them out of the way and distracted and them thinking derek is dead is a bonus for her.

jennifer didn't know about the mall rumble nor could she have known they'd stop at the motel glen capri.

i mean, sure maybe she did cause the torndao warning and than also caused the traffic jam to slow them up but that seems like way too many variables for her to control in my opinion.

glen capri seems to have it's own weird magic that the wolfsbane in the werewolf's systems was exacerbated by.

she also didn't know lydia and allison were following them and she definitely didn't know lydia was a banshee yet.

lydia's banshee abilities is what allowed them to figure out what was going on with the motel and prevent deaths.

so to me the whole plan was to get derek alone and scott, isaac and boyd away from him.

[gal1antry]

Fanfic idea I never got off the ground

Name: In The Grid

Cypher discovers a similarity in all the medical documents of the radiant agents in Valorant.

For context: The First Light happened when all of them were young, some of the younger agents being literal children at the time. When the radiant scare started governments began to medically assess every individual for signs. The thing is, looking at the documents, Cypher finds that almost all the radiant agents with legal medical documents are diagnosed and marked with a certain symbol. A segmented globe and the symbol of shining light. None of the ‘human’ agents have this.

Cypher, the curious, nosy, bastard he is, does some digging, meets up with an informant at a café, seeks out some ‘doctors’, hacks into the greatest firewall of code he’s ever seen, and gets a whole lot more than he bargained.

Because, he unintentionally uncovers one of the greatest secrets of Alpha Earth.

Because, isn’t it strange how one earth can have so much of this vital material, while the other, mirrored in every way, scrapes by for scraps and jumps dimensions to take it for themselves?

Cypher discovers that Alpha Earth is also in a radianite crisis, but unlike Omega Earth, came up with a solution. A sickening, inhumane, insane solution, but one that has kept this Earth more than functioning, but thriving in overabundance.

It’s called The Grid. A catalogue of every single radiant on the planet, listing information from their names to jobs, to homes and day to day activities, to the measurement of the Radianite in each of their bodies and how it has grown as they’ve aged.

To an in depth procedure of how much can be optimally harvested when needed.

Harvested.

What follows is Cypher going on a rampage to try and understand where The Grid originated. Suddenly, deaths he’s seen on the news don’t seem too random anymore. The discrimination and hate crimes against radiants don’t feel like once-in-a-blue-moon events. He finds videos of children sitting in white rooms, crayons, paper, and candy sprawled before them, their parents just a room away, while a smiling unidentified individual asks them questions with a strange device gripped in their hand.

At first, he assumes Kingdom is the one at play, but Kingdom turns out to be equally a pawn in this system. They are being supplied radianite from The Grid, sure, but it’s all under more ethical pretense. Cypher points a gun at a CEO of Kingdom and gets full honesty and nothing at all about The Grid. Kingdom doesn’t know anything.

Eventually, he’s forced to reveal his hand. Valorant is becoming suspicious of his disappearances and confront him on the matter, and Cypher, reeling from revelations and coming to the conclusion that dealing with the people effected by it the most is the best choice, explains what little he knows about The Grid.

There’s distress, horror, and anger from the radiant agents. Reyna seems to be the most bloodthirsty about the revelation, knowing her sister is among those listed in The Grid. Other radiants end up sharing their experiences in the ‘white room’ and Cypher is finally given a lead based on their collective information.

This lead points him to a woman, and then a job, and then an operation working in its shadow, and then a harvest in progress.

Cypher tries to save a child who reminds him too much of his own as they’re ripped apart and turned into an ingot of commercial radianite.

This is Cypher’s final straw.

He kills everyone. He burns the warehouse to the ground. He attempts to release The Grid into the public internet space, but is apprehended and captured.

By the government, consisting of both Alpha and Omega individuals.

“Don’t tamper with our system.” They say.

“Fuck you.” Cypher bites back, and fights with tooth and nail to get the word out there, to Valorant on both sides.

But here comes the kicker. A moral dilemma. Radianite is needed. Both sides agree that The Grid isn’t the way to go about it, but if The Grid we’re to stop on Alpha, what would that cause? Alpha would collapse, of course, this sustainability is only a farce held up by murder, after all, but then what would happen to Omega who is already on the decline?

You can see, that it is here that I, the author, got horribly stuck. There is no way to make a happy ending out of this. Stop child murder, cause the collapse of worlds. Keep child murder, everyone lives with bountiful radianite and a horrid understanding of where it comes from.

This concept was going to end in tragedy no matter what side they, or I, chose, and I couldn’t follow through.

[autisticrobotguy]

All characters in Tf severed

autobots

optimus prime♂️, bumblebee♂️, prowl/baracade♂️, wheel jack♂️, ratchet♂️, iron hide♂️, mirage♂️, fire storm♀️, arcee♀️, elita one♀️, wind blade♀️, chromya♀️, hot spot♂️, alpha trion♂️, auto troopers♀️♂️, auto bot hatchlings/eggs♀️♂️, magnus♂️, moon racer♀️, override♀️, road rage♀️,Read alert♀️, nautica♀️, metroplex♂️, cog♂️, Jet fire♂️.

Mercenaries

Dubble dealer♂️, lock down♂️, flame war♀️, dead end♀️, drag strip♀️, motor master♀️, break down♂️, knock out♂️, sound blaster♂️, toxitron♂️, nemesis♂️, Scorpinoc♀️, FastTrack♂️, bug bite♂️, shard♀️,

Decepticons

Megatron♂️, sound wave♂️, shock wave♂️, starscream♂️, thunder cracker♂️, sky warp♀️, bludgeon♂️, tarn♂️, night bird♀️, shadow striker♀️, slipstream♀️, crasher♀️, tread shift♂️, arcnid♀️, frenzy♀️, rumble♂️, laser beak, ravage, brawl♂️, prowl/baracade♂️, bone crusher♀️, black out♂️, nitro Zeus♂️, transit♂️, mix master♂️, scavenger♀️, overload♂️, long haul♂️, skip jack♂️, hook♀️, scrap metal♀️, shatter♀️, drop kick♂️, 6 shot♂️, over lord♂️, zate prime♂️, mega empress♀️, demolisher♀️, Devastor, swindle♂️, gridor♂️, onslaught♂️ Decepticon troopers♂️♀️, Decepticon eggs/hatchlings♀️♂️ triptcon♀️, Brunt♂️

Unaligned

Nova prime♂️(space pope), gaxis♂️ optimus primal♂️(the only sentient mechanimal), primus♀️, unicron♂️.

Humans

DJ♂️(based on my best friend), angel♂️ (based on my other best friend), president Michael ♀️ Duke♂️, snake eyes♂️, Lennox♂️, noha Diaz♂️, Sam♂️, exler♂️(action man)

[jjungkooksthighs]

Her voice fractures under the pressure he stares heavily down on her with.

She’d had to pull what few words she could from the depths of her base being.

Momentarily, his expression softens at her desperation. At the way she blinks innocently up at him despite her promiscuous position between his legs.

Had she been this willing before, he may have considered it. But she had been too late. And this was not the first time she’d said those words.

Her question brings with it the memory of her only fifteen moons ago. She’d been sat astride him, her cunt completely filled with his cock while she’d rocked back and forth with her head back while he’d laid, with his hands behind his head, and simply watched her take her pleasure from him while she pled for the very same thing.

In the same tone.

With the same indecent hooded look in her eyes.

So, he works himself faster in his hand, his irises darkening as the shadows threaten to take them over yet again.

“If you wanted to have me that badly, you wouldn’t have any fucking need to take yourself with your own fingers.” He lets his head fall back again, his eyes closing as he moans and imagines it is her mouth that is wrapped around him. “You wouldn’t have gotten those insipid little toys.” He spits the word like it is poison. “You wouldn’t have acted like a little fucking bitch in front of all my alphas.”

She nods her head, agreeing, timid in her actions, mindful of her tone and words. "Y-yes, alpha.." All she wants now is to please him. To earn his forgiveness. While that is the case,.. she can't help but feel flustered by the low growl that leaves him however, and the way he stares down at her in the sexiest way possible makes her face turning red and warm. She shuffles back on her knees, intimidated by his stare, her eyes nervously flitting between his impressively sized cock and his deep set eyes, lust pooling in the heat of her loins in the process. He tugs at his cock a bit harder this one particular time, and it earns a small whimper from her, and an equally hot moan from him, loud and clear to get her to understand just what it was that she was missing out on. He knew exactly how much she wanted to be the one bringing him to that close finish which is no doubt a few seconds away. But he's not going to give it to her. Not this time. Not after she'd done the exact same thing to him. She'd have to learn how it felt to be in the position she'd put him in. And if that means providing no mercy, he was fine with it for now. He'd let her disobedience get this far. It was time he'd brought a stop to it.

“Please…”

The word is so wanton, so breathy, that even he slows stroking his cock.

He hadn’t heard her that desperate since…

Suddenly, he works his hand fast around his cock, the slicked sounds making her sex sob.

He growls low, his eyes scintillating. “Desperate, are you? Good. You’re just as wet for me as you were that night that I almost gave you some fucking pups.”

[morninkim]

Rise of the Mighty Morphin Power Rangers - Evil Empire Aliens

After 10,000 years... It’s free.

(Story-relevant info and context under the cut)

Dr. Finster has been hearing whispers in his head for the past 50 years, roughly since he acquired this strange artifact found on the Moon. It started sparingly at first, once or twice a year at most, however in the past few months - since the appearance of Goldar and the Power Rangers - they’ve become more frequent. Louder. It says it can help Promethea defeat these invaders, help the Power Rangers, help the Earth.

It just needs energy.

An alert comes in on the base’ security systems, Goldar has appeared just outside the perimeter. The voice beckons Finster to go.

“The Power Rangers will come. I just need the energy from their transformation. Take me to them.”

Finster resists at first, but is compelled, sneaking himself and the artifact out in the panic as Goldar makes his approach to Promethea base. Of course, he’s intercepted by the Power Rangers, their teleportation scrambling Promethea’s video relays. No one in the base sees what happens next. But they feel it.

The Rangers - too occupied with their battle to notice Dr. Finster hiding nearby in the desert brush with the artifact - call their Dinosaur powers and transform, releasing a pulse of multicolored energy.

And the artifact opens.

Everything is swallowed in darkness in an instant as a shape begins to form between the two factions. Piercing red eyes. Gold markings. And sharp claws.

The shadow wastes no time in attacking the Rangers, taunting them. It calls them “incomplete”, “weak” and “lacking”. Questions where their sixth is.

Beaten down and near defeat, the Rangers make a stand. They refuse to give up, combining their attacks to deal a solid strike to the shadow.

It shudders from the damage, weakened.

And retreats.

Goldar withdraws as well. There is no honor in taking another’s kill. He must go find where the shadow went, and leaves the Rangers to lick their wounds.

Following their defeat, Alpha V alerts the Rangers to something new he’s detected. Something that may lend them the help they desperately need.

Or rather, someone...

Meanwhile, the shadow streaks across the desert to the city, finding a lone girl in a green hoodie in an alleyway. It senses... Insecurities. Loneliness. Strife. Exactly what it can take advantage of. It draws itself over the girl, taking root in her mind and controlling her body.

Later, in the body of the girl (or Tommy Oliver, as it had found in her head) and having created its own garments with its magic, the shadow finds Finster at his small apartment downtown. It thanks him for freeing it. But she requires more from him.

“What was it you called my urn? Rita Repulsa? Yes... yes, I like that name.”

[buffyfan145]

I was thinking about Sauron being able to shape-shift into a giant wolf and being known as "The Father of Werewolves." Obviously, Tolkien was drawing inspiration from the Norse myth of Fenir (son of Loki), the Giant Ragnarok Wolf that's destined to kill Odin. Hence, why he made Werewolf Sauron such a terror. But, I wonder did he ever consider the more positive aspects of Sauron's wolfish nature? Wolves are highly social creatures that have strong family packs. They usually mate for life; males help rear the cubs; they are fiercely protective, loving, and will grieve for pack members. The idea of the 'Lone Wolf' without a pack fits Sauron and explains what he's missing. Plus, Galadriel and him fighting together gave me all kinds of Alpha Female Wolf and Alpha Male Wolf vibes. It should also be noted alpha pairs pick each other based on mutual strength. They want the strongest possible mate to produce the strongest cubs and carry on the pack. Sounds like Sauron wanting to make Galadriel a queen "As fair and the sea and sun, and mightier than the foundations of the earth." 🐺 👑 She-Wolf Queen Galadriel!

I love this!!! :D I've wondered about this too as werewolves are some of my favorite paranormal creatures and it's all thanks to my Dad introducing me to the classic Universal Monster movies when I was little as they're some of his favorite movies. So I grew up knowing The Wolf Man, Dracula, Frankenstein, The Creature from the Black Lagoon, The Mummy, The Bride of Frankenstein, The Phantom of the Opera, and all the other smaller ones. However I always had a sympathetic POV to all those "monsters" which my parents were always fascinated by, especially to Lon Chaney, Jr.'s The Wolf Man/Larry Talbot. He couldn't help being cursed and turning into this creature during the full moon and he lost the love of his life because of it and it was just so sad. I always thought of the werewolves as more sympathetic since they're normal humans the rest of the month compared to the other "monsters" (besides Frankenstein) that fully changed into those creatures and lost all their humanity.

Weirdly those movies came out while Tolkien was writing all these books in the 1930s, 40s, and 50s, so it's possible they could've been influences too besides just the Norse mythology and other myths and legends we know that also influenced him. But for me that also turned into watching and reading paranormal/sci-fi/fantasy and how I also watched "Buffy", the original "Dark Shadows" show, "Being Human", "Penny Dreadful", "The Shape of Water", Maggie Steifvater's books especially "The Wolves of Mercy Falls", and so many more that also deal with these types of stories and then Loki being my favorite Norse god thanks to the Marvel movies and Tom Hiddleston's performance.

So knowing about how Sauron could shapeshift into a wolf/werewolf, as well as also be a vampire, I do see everything you mentioned too. And you're totally right about wolves and being the alpha male and alpha female of their pack and how Sauron sees them ruling their kingdom together. Also again I don't think Sauron fully lost his Mairon self till he created the One Ring or maybe even after when he got rid of his "fair form" so during what we're seeing on the show Mairon's still in there.

[thetruearson]

World of Wolves

Here I am, following my mother into war. The power-crazy wolves on the other side wanted bloodshed, and they will get it. Hi, I’m Lunar. You have to know the story behind this before I go any further. Don't worry, it won't be boring. 

“I'm a werewolf,” I said in front of the mirror, trying to find the best way to say it without sounding crazy. “It's nothing much, I can turn into a wolf sometimes. I'm not even that strong!” 

“Oh yes, you are! You are the Alpha's firstborn child! You are going to lead this pack one day!” Said my brother, Zack, as he strolled into my room as if he owned it. We werewolves live in a forest, so there is plenty of room for each section of the pack to have their cave. The sections are the different classes of wolves, such as warriors, healers, pups, mothers, and elders, and each Royal wolf gets their cave. 

“How many times do I have to tell you to stay out of my room!?” I said, “I don't go striding into your room as if it's mine!”

“You are my sister, I can be in your room all I want!” He declared. 

“What is going on here? Lunar! You're supposed to be at the bus stop in 7 minutes!” my mother exclaimed. She was wearing a camo T-shirt, and a pair of matching shorts. She had a moonstone necklaces on, all royal wolves get them when they turn 18. Sadly, I was only 16. 

“I'm going!” I said back in a small smirky voice. “Sheesh, I don't even want to go to a mortal academy, why do I have to?” 

“Because if you ever want to fit in with mortals, you must act like them.” She  responded with one of her “Queenly” voices, “It is for your protection.”

“I don't want to be like mortals! They are frail and are the most selfish, heartless, careless, cruel creatures on the planet!” I pleaded, but mymother just gave me one of those “don't make me come over there” looks. I groaned as I quickly grabbed my bag, said my goodbyes, and headed for the bus stop. I was the first there, so I just hung out and enjoyed it. This was one of the few times I have been in human territory. As I waited, more people walked up to the bus stop. The bus soon arrived, and I sat at the back of the bus. After I sat down, a strange boy asked to sit beside me. I agreed, thinking there was no problem with sitting with a human, but to my surprise, he asked me this: “During the night, what is your favorite source of light?”

For a second, I froze. This was the little riddle to see if you're a werewolf.

“The moon,” I said. Every wolf pack had their code to see which pack you were in. “how about you?”

“In the darkest of times, we must make our own light.” He said.

Oh god, that's not good. He’s in the Shadow Wolf Pack, and they're everyone’s enemy. 

“My name is Felix, what's yours?”

“My name is Lunar.” I said as I extended a hand slowly to shake his, trying to be polite. He could probably tell that I didn't trust him when he looked at the ground nervously. A few minutes later, the bus was on its way to Maple Bridge High School. 

You are probably wondering a lot of things right now, so let me explain before I get to school. There are a few wolves that live in the mortal world, and they usually make alot money. That way, if one of the pack members needs to do something in the human world, there is no need to worry about money, or other stupid human rules. People don't know about us, because if humans were to ever come near one of our bases, we would turn into a wolf, and scare them off. There are four packs, Moon Wolf Pack, Thorn Wolf Pack, Sky Wolf Pack, and Shadow Wolf Pack. 

The Moon Wolf Pack represents the moon and stars. We believe that werewolves created the moon, to give us something to remember who we are. We can also breathe with less oxygen, or hold our breaths for longer than others. There are even some Moon wolves that can read the stars, and can predict the future. The Thorn Wolf pack is a pack brought together by loyalty and family. They would die for each other and not trust others easily. They are really big with arranged mates, which is one of the oldest traditions in werewolf packs. They also have tough skin, and are larger than the other wolves, making them more durable and better for fights. The Sky Wolves live in trees, not caves. They are fantastic climbers, and are a bit smaller than other wolves with bigger paws and sharper claws, making it easier for them to maneuver and climb. They have white fur, making them blend in with the clouds if anyone looked up at them in the trees. The Shadow wolves on the other hand think that one wolf should rule them all. They fear their Alpha, but stay because he can protect them from anything. Shadow Wolves have pitch-black fur, making it nearly impossible to see them in the dark, or darker places. Rumor has it that the Shadow wolves sacrifice one of their own every month to become more powerful.

The bus pulled up to the school. When I say there were a lot of humans, I mean, there were like hundreds of humans. I walked out of the bus with my bag, already hating the fact I was close to these disgusting downgrades. No matter how hard I tried, Felix, the Shadow Wolf wouldn't stop following me. I mean, I guess I would do the same if I knew another werewolf was here with me. It did seem a bit strange that he was in almost every class, even on my PE soccer team. The hallways smelled like teenagers dreams… being destroyed. The boring tan walls were lined with blue metal lockers. The first few classes were simple, History, English, and Science. Humans have gotten so much wrong about nature, and it became more apparent when we started doing Biology. Lunch was a typical part of human school rituals. I was hoping to sit alone, but even after I got my lunch, went outside, and to a place that i'm pretty sure was off school bounds, Felix followed me. I guess he really wanted to hang out…? After I sat down, he sat a few feet away from me. We were just quietly eating our lunches before he spoke up. 

“Does every wolf in the Moon Wolf Pack think all shadow wolves are evil?” He seemed so innocent when he asked, I felt a little bad.

“I mean, not everyone. I don’t think all shadow wolves are evil.” I answer, trying to make him feel a little better. It's the stereotype that shadow wolves just want war. “Thanks, it's nice to know we're not hated everywhere.” 

Soon after our little chat, the bell rang. For the rest of the day, everything seemed normal. At least as normal as things can go for a first day of school. 

 The forest is such a relaxing place to walk. Just listening to the crickets, the birds, the leaves in the trees as the wind lightly flows through. The fallen leaves crunching underneath my feet, hearing distant chatter among animals of the forest, and the slight bustle of the town far from our own. I walked into my home, feeling on top of the world, like nothing could go wrong as long as I'm with the forest. My peace was soon destroyed by the fact my brother wastangoing very… passionately with the nurse's daughter, Clover, in my room. I know I'm the only one with a radio, but still, not cool. 

“Hey Zack, I thought I told you to stay out of my room,” I say as I lean against the wall next to the radio, clicking it off.

“I know,” He whined “but you have a radio, and I want to take Clover to the dance at my school”

“You're not even in high school. You don't have dances.” I tell him, not believing a word he's saying. Even though I didn't have to go to grade school, my parents thought it would be best to prepare Zack.

“Okay fine. It's a human party, but I really want to go! All the other humans are going, and I heard parties are fun!” He said quickly, trying to convince me not to tell Mom and Dad that he was lying. “Welcome home by the way”

“Thank you, now out of my room,” I said, pointing to the exit.

“But-” He tried to protest.

“Out!” I said, pointing towards the exit. He sulked out of my room, trying to make me feel guilty, sniffling fakely as he walked out.  

After I got home, I immediately left to go walk through the forest as my wolf self. There's a river not too far away from our den, and it's quite a destination for humans. Some of which go floating down to the park just outside the forest. Without fail, people always went down the river whenever it was over a hundred degrees. Weekday or weekend. Non. Stop. Most of them are loud and obnoxious. I usually howl or run around the river when those people pass by, it's really fun to freak them out.  There are a few people that go on these black rubber tubes and dont have music blaring out of some speakers. Anyways, I went down to the river and watched some fish swim by. It's really peaceful and it's nice to go there to reconnect to the forest. 

The next morning, I walked to the bus stop. Obviously, I was first there as usual. Only about ten minutes later, Filex walked out of the forest. He gave me one of those awkward half smiles that you give to people you don't really know but you had like, one conversation with. As we stood there, we both tried to make small talk, but failed miserably. I'm pretty sure babies were born and the same babies grew up, got a job, lived their life, then died before the other kids got to the bus stop. Once the bus arrived, we all piled on it like a barrel of monkeys. As the teens in the bus got off at the school, they all parted to go meet up with their friends. Me on the other hand? Straight to class. I sure didn't want to get stuck in another situation with Felix again. At lunch, I went to the same spot I did yesterday. 

The next few days continued the same. Go to school, avoid all human contact, have some strange interactions with Felix, and go home. At least until Friday. It started normal, but then another girl from around the corner. She had a white t-shirt with black vinyl claw marks, black ripped jeans, jade teardrop earrings, and black sneakers with white pinstripes. Her hair was brown and curly with blond highlights. She. Was. GORGEOUS. I was so flabbergasted at her outfit that I barely heard her say hello! She waved her hand in front of my eyes.

“Sorry! Hi.” I say as I shake my head violently, snapping back into reality.

“All good. The name Sage, how about you?” She said with one of the coolest “cool girl” smiles I have ever seen.

“ I’m Lunar. It's nice to meet you, Sage!” I said with one of the coolest smiles I could wear. 

“So uh… do you like stars?” She asked, glancing at me from the corner of her eye.

“Yeah, but I prefer the moon,” I said, it was every bit as true as the ground we were standing on.

“Ah, Moon Wolf then?” She asked as if it was not at all dangerous to ask that to a complete stranger.

“You know, you're not really just supposed to ask that to someone you don't know.” I reminded her, turing to face her and looking her straight in the eyes

“But I’m right, am I not?” Her voice was dripping with confidence. I would be lying if I said I wasn't even a little bit jealous of how she could just talk to complete strangers with such swag. 

“I mean, you're not wrong. But still! What if I was a human?” I protested, still thinking she should be just a tad bit more careful. 

“I guess we will never know, because you're not.” She said, still confident. A few seconds later, Felix came out of the forest. He had a few twigs in his hair. I held my hands over my mouth and looked away for a second, to try not to laugh. 

“Hey Lunar! And who may you be?” Felix asked, trying to be polite. 

“This is Sage. Sage, this is Felix.” I said as I introduced them to each other. 

“Shadow wolf, right?” Sage asked

“Y-yea, how did you know?” Felix asked, astounded by the fact she knew. 

“Pitch black hair, a little scroungy, semi-formal clothes, all that jazz.” Without skipping a beat, she added “Thorn wolves are supposed to be able to identify their opponents, so it helps to identify possible friends too.”

Inside, there were rainbow bunnies dancing around in my stomach. Someone was thinking of being friends with me! More kids arrived soon, so we just went into a corner and talked amongst ourselves. The main topics of our conversations were cool places we like in the forest, places we want to go, and pack traditions. The bus soon arrived, picking up all the kids. When we got to school, things were a bit different. Me, Sage, and Felix were hanging out in our own little group. The day continued, just a little bit stranger than I thought. At lunch, we found a new place to eat together. It was a tall bush that was bent over a little bit, giving us all enough shade to sit in. It was close to the school air conditioning unit, so not many people sat there. Before we knew it, the school day was over. Just before we were about to walk back into the forest, Sage asked us something. 

“Do you guys want to hang out or something this weekend…? I mean, if you want. If you're not busy or anything.” 

“I'm down for it! Not like anyone will care if I'm gone for a few hours or something.” Felix said, getting really excited about the idea of hanging out with us.

“Sure! I'll have to check with my parents first, but I'm sure they will say yes. Where do you want to meet up?” I say, feeling good that I won't just sit around all weekend and wait for time to pass.

“How about… The Paw Mark?” Sage suggested. The Paw Mark is the place where the first four packs became who they are now. It's also a big area shaped like a wolf paw. It's said that it's the paw mark of a god wolf, leaving it there to mark the beginning of werewolf kind.

“Works for me! I have to get back home, but I'll see you there tomorrow!” I said just before running back home. As I returned home, my mother walked up to me.

“You're late. Ten minutes late.” She said, clearly crossed.

“I was hanging out with some friends, sorry.” I said as I kept walking straight to my room. “We were planning on hanging out this weekend. Is that okay with you?”

“Who are these people you are calling friends? Are they humans?” I could tell she was not in the mood to hear one of my many smart-alec responses, so I just told her the truth. Well, most of it anyway.

“They're werewolves from other packs. We're going to The Paw Mark tomorrow to hang out”

“What packs are they from? How well do you know them? Have they shown any form of aggression towards you? Do they know you're a royal?” She asked, clearly assessing every possible threat. 

“Mom, chill. They're good wolves, and they don't know I'm a royal yet.” I said, trying to calm her down.

“Good, and they never will know. I just don't want you to get hurt, okay?”She said as she laid a gentle kiss on my forehead before she walked out. She stopped just short of the exit. “I just need to know… are any of them Shadow wolves?”

“No, they are not Shadow Wolves,” I said, not wanting to set her off. Once she finally left, I sat on the floor and started doing my homework. I know that if I said that I was friends with a Shadow wolf, my mom would never let me go have fun on the weekends. As much as I love my mom, I want to live my life as normally as possible.

The next morning, I woke up early. I was extremely excited about going to hang out with Sage and Felix. I started looking for an outfit, then just decided to go with a classic black T-shirt and shorts. I didn't make much of a deal to tell my dad I was leaving. I ate some boiled eggs and some fruits and I was on my way to The Paw Mark. As usual, I was the first one there, so I found a nice rock to sit on and hung out for a bit. As I waited, I thought about how nice it would be to have some friends to go hang out with every weekend. Maybe go to the rainbow falls? That would be so cool, and not just a “going to see the falls” cool, like a “I'm going to the falls with others who are not family” kind of cool. I was brought back to earth after I heard a rustle in the bushes. I looked over to see another girl with orange hair and bright blue eyes. She walked up to me, seeming strangely calm to see some stranger in the forest. She spoke with an Australian accent. 

“Hey! You must be Lunar! Nice to meet you, mate!” She said as she sat next to me and gave me a side hug like we were old buddies. She had this ora of kindness, yet… something seemed off.

“Not to be rude, but who are you?” I asked, trying to be nice about it. She seemed nice enough, but my father always made a point to never trust strangers in the forest. He always told me “Strangers like to kidnap little kids and eat them”. I was little when he told me that, and he was joking… I think.

“My mistake. I’m Crimson, I’m a close friend of Felix.” Just as she said this, Felix and Sage walked up behind Crimson. She could probably tell by the look on my face that said nothing but confusion because of what she said next “Bet you didn't expect the Shadow Wolf’s Alpha’s son to hang out with a werefox, now didja?”

“Alpha’s son!? Werefox!?” I repeated, making sure I heard right. So that’s what's wrong with her… she's a werefox! They can't be trusted, even to keep a rock safe.

“Did he not-? Was I not supposed to say that..?” She asked with a little worry in her tone. Felix walked up behind her.

“No, you were not supposed to say that, Crim.” He said with a serious look in his eyes that I couldn't quite decipher. 

“Oh well, gotta jet!” She said as she turned her heel and started walking the other way. 

“Look, I was going to tell you, both of you… I just didn't want you guys to think I was like a bad guy or something. You said you didn't think all shadow wolves are bad, but I was afraid of what you might think of a royal.” He said to me, his voice was truthful. 

“I guess it's okay, I don’t think all Shadow wolves are evil, either.” Sage said, not really minding the fact he's a Shadow wolf Royal. Me on the other hand? It was killing me. He seemed like a nice guy, but I couldn't trust him. He's a Shadow Wolf Royal! But to be fair, I didn't tell him I was a Moon Wolf Royal either. But that was different. He was on the bad guy's side. I couldn't trust him, what if he told his dad? Or anyone for that matter? Could I really trust him? Would he just be friends with me from that point on to get to my pack…? Oh god, I'm starting to sound like my mom. 

“I guess I don't mind. Besides, we're friends with you, not your dad.” I said, still slightly worried, but still feeling better than he told us. 

“Also, sorry about Crim. She's been my best friend from the forest ever since my dad let me leave the den. Shes the leader of the Stray pack.” He exclaimed as he sits down on a large rock. The stray pack was known for being a mix of different animals that wanted a family of their own.

“That's all right, she seems cool.” Sage comments. I didn't say anything, I just smiled and nodded. As we hung out, I began to feel a little bit safer, being reminded of why I started really hanging out with him. He's cool, kind, funny, and really polite. I guess you can never judge a book by its color, or its name, or back story, or the other books in the series. 

As Sage, Felix, and I were hanging out at The Paw Mark, a few patrol wolves ran back to the Moon Wolf den, reporting humans in the area, looking for a deer. My father gathered a few other wolves, thinking it would be like a regular scare-off mission. He was never one to stand by and let others take care of his business, so he always went with them. My father and a few others turned into wolves, walking closer to the humans. They started off with a few scare tactics, like howling and running around them. These humans were different from others though, they had guns and were not afraid of a fight. My father went in for the first close encounter to scare them off, running right next to them and nipping at them. He ran right past them, but one of the humans took a shot with their hunting rifles, Injuring my father! The other wolves took no time to attack the humans, injuring them back. The man who shot my father went down first, getting tackled and bit on the arm. The other man fired shots at the wolves and shot one. Soon, the men fled the forest, leaving my father and one of his comrades injured. The other wolves that were not injured helped them back. They were laid in the infirmary as quickly as possible. The nurses got to work quickly. Clover tended to the other wolf that was shot, while her mother was tending to my father. Only minutes later, the other wolf that fought alongside my father had lost too much blood… and didn't make it. My father was disheartened, knowing that his comrade didn't make it out of a simple scare mission. Soon, my mother howled into the forest, calling me. I parted with my friends and ran back to the den as fast as possible. Once I got there, I saw my father on the bed of grass. I ran over to him and sat next to him holding his hand. As he told me what happened, I didn't cry, trying to be strong for him. I stayed with him all day and night until he fell asleep. The Nurse said he was going to be fine, and gosh did I hope she was right. 

The next morning my mother woke me up early. Due to my father being unable to leave the infirmary, I was going to go to the pack meeting with her. The packs hold a meeting every Sunday, to talk about important things. Kids usually never go, but today was an important day. As we greeted each other, I was glad Felix wasn't there. I sat next to my mother in my wolf form, as we were all in our wolf form. My mother brought up the fact that my father was shot by humans. 

“My husband, the Alpha of the Moon Wolf Pack, was shot last night by a human. And so was one of his comrades. His comrade died. These humans are becoming braver, stronger, and stronger. We need to do something. I suggest we attack a few humans, sending a message to stay away from our forest. They don't want to come back for a while if humans get hurt or die here.” My mother said, trying to hide any fear or anger in her voice.

“We need to fight back. If they even step into our territory, they must know they are not safe.” Said the leader of the Sky Wolf Pack. He was always showing no fear.

“Why can't we find peace with humans? Maybe if they knew, we could stop hiding! We don't have to live in fear.” Said the Alpha of the Thorn Wolf Pack. They never liked war, so it was no surprise they didn't want to fight.

“Why don't we just bring the fight to them? They will never have peace with us, we need to attack while we're ahead. They will never expect it.” Said the Alpha of the Shadow Wolf Pack. It was no surprise he wanted to fight, I mean the Shadow Wolf pack is the classic evil pack. 

“We will never win that fight, and you know it. We have to find some way we can keep our pack safe.” My mother responded. This cycle of argument went on for about an hour. My mom wants a guard patrol to attack humans that enter, but never kill them. The Sky Wolf Alpha wanting to kill any human who enters, the Thorn Wolf Alpha wanting peace, and the Shadow Wolf Alpha wanting to start the war. Soon, the meeting let out, freeing me from what felt like a time loop. The Shadow Wolf Alpha walked up to us and started talking to us about what my mother said. No matter how hard my mother tried to get out of the conversation, he kept talking. Great, another time loop I  got stuck in. Soon, my mother snaked her way out of the conversation, and we started walking home. Once we got home, we immediately went to check on my dad. As we walked into the infirmary, we saw a shadowy figure in the corner of  the room, holding what looked like a knife! Me and my mom ran in to protect my dad. We called for help, but by the time anyone else got there, the shadowy figure got away, sneaking back into the forest, never to be seen again. No matter how hard anyone looked, we couldn't find them. The only thing me or my mother could think that was going on was that someone was trying to kill our Alpha! And this wasn't just any wolf, it was a Shadow Wolf.

“We need to increase our defenses now. Our pack is in danger, so we must protect it.” My mother said to the other wolves in the den. This was more than just a coincidence, the Shadow Wolf Pack wanted war. They are trying to become the most powerful pack, by taking the other packs down. This was one of the many things the Shadow Wolves wanted to do for a long time. “Alright, what can we do? We can ask the other packs for support, or maybe just some medical supplies. I know the Thorn wolf pack has a large variety of healing herbs.” My mother paced around the room, thinking of what to do. “Your father was always better at planning for battle than I ever have been.” 

“You're doing great, mom.” Me and Zack comforted our mother as she struggled to find a solution. I felt bad that I couldn't help anymore then I already was. 

“Lunar, please come with me. We can go to the other packs together.” She told me.

“W-what? Why do I have to come? Why can't Zack go with you?” I protested. I really didn't want to go, because I didn't want Sage seeing me as a royal. If I saw her, I would have to tell her I am the Alphas daughter, and that wasn't going to be fun.

“Because you are the next in line. You have to come with me. Please? I don't think I can do this on my own.” She pleaded. I can't be selfish about this, my mom needs my help. I will be by her side whenever she needs me.

“Okay, fine. I'll come.” I say as I step next to her. We walked over to the Thorn Wolf Pack first, thinking they would be the most understanding. Once we got over to their den, we told them our situation. No matter how much pleading we did, the Thorn Wolf Pack Alpha didn't budge. He wanted no part of this war, in any way, which is understandable. I looked around nervously as I searched the den for Sage, but couldn't see her anywhere. I was glad I didn't have to explain everything, but I kind of wanted to see her, to tell her what was going on.  My mom was really disappointed that the Thorn Pack didn't want to help. After we said our goodbyes, we walked over to the Sky Wolf Pack. My mom was worried the Sky Wolves wouldn't help either. We walked over, hearing rustling in the trees above. The Sky Wolf Alpha jumped down from a tree, greeting us. We told them the same thing we told the Thorn Wolves, and they too asked to not be a part of this war. We were on our own. We walked back to the Moon Wolf den in defeat. 

The Shadow Wolf Alpha walked over to our den only seconds after we got back. He asked to speak to my mother alone. After what felt like ten trillion years, she walked back over to me as the Shadow Wolves left.

“Prepare the troops. We are now at war.” She said with a dark tone. She walked past me, going into her den. As the wolf troops prepared for battle, I was panicking in my room. Was war really necessary? Yes, we have to settle this, even if it comes to bloodshed. About an hour later, my mother walked out of her den. She led me and my brother in front of the hundreds of wolves  behind us. As we stepped onto the battlefield, I could feel cold air in my hair. As the Shadow Wolves stepped onto the battlefield, my worries grew. There were so many more of them then there are of us. 

Now, this is about the place where we began a while ago, so I hope you're all caught up. As I walked a few steps forward alongside my Mother and brother, I took a final deep breath. We all went full wolf form as did the Shadow Wolves. My mother howled, starting the battle. We ran into war, preparing for the worst. One by one, we fought every wolf. The battle continued for what felt like forever. With the Shadow wolves sheer numbers, they were beginning to over power us. I was separated from my mother and brother in the heat of the fight, soon being knocked down by a Shadow Wolf. I tried to get back on my feet, but he pinned me to the ground. My life flashed before my eyes, as I feared this was the last breath I was going to take. Before the wolf could bite my neck, finishing me off, a strange orange figure jumped on the Shadow wolf, knocking them unconscious. When I looked up, I saw a… fox? And just like that, it clicked. Just like I said before, you can never judge a book by its cover.

“You weren't expecting a werefox to help out, now where ya?” A familiar Australian voice said the fox walked closer to me. It was Crimson! And she wasn't alone. Sage, Felix, and a bunch of other animals like a bear, racoon, mountain lion, and other foxes behind her. Crimson walked over to me, helping me stand.

“What are you doing here?” I asked as I stood up, gaining my balance once more. “You shouldn't be here. It's dangerous!”

“I can't stand by and let you or your back suffer because my father is an incompetent buttmunch.” Felix says as he walks next to me, preparing to fight alongside me. “None of us can”

“You're not very good at hiding that you're a royal, you know.” Sage commented, standing on my other side. “We got your back, Lunar.” 

“Thank you guys, you might have just given us the advantage to win this fight!” I said, feeling a new wave of confidence as we charged into battle. With a new team of brute strength and loyalty, no one could stop us. Soon, I found The Shadow Wolf Alpha. The second I had a chance, I went for him. I pounced on his back, knocking him to the ground. 

“You did this! You put your own wolves in a battle to die, just so you can feel better about yourself. You made wolves die, because you felt like you were the rightful king on all werewolves. What, did you pick up a thing or two about Manifest Destiny from the humans?” I yell as I walk towards him, wanting to do nothing more than kill him right then and there. But, Felix ran next to me.

“Don't. This is my fight, not yours. Go help your family, I'll deal with him.” Felix said, glaring at his father. 

“Okay, but be careful.” I say as I run back into the battle, looking for my mother and brother. By what I was told after the fact, Felix challenged his father to a duel. Whoever won, would have soul control over the Shadow Wolf Pack, and would from then on be the Alpha. The battle was quick, with Felix's father getting the first hit. After a few hits were exchanged, and many scratches were made, Felix pinned his father to the ground, making him surender. As his father surrendered, he called off his troops, ending the war. I finally found my family, but seeing my brother on the ground, not moving. I ran over as quickly as I could, making sure he was at least breathing. His chest raised and fell, telling me he is okay. Some nurse wolves came over, helping Zack. Now, I have to make sure Felix is okay. I found my way back to him. 

“Hey, you okay?” I ask him, seeing many cuts and injuries.

“I'm fine. I defeated my father, now I am the Alpha of the Shadow Wolf Pack.” He says, with a little bit of a huff. “It's kind of a lot to take in…”

“Yeah, I would think so.” I said with a little bit of a chuckleA few days later, his father was sentenced to death. He was held in a cell, prepared to be executed in front of all four pack Alphas. As the guards went to retrieve him for his execution, he was gone. He had broken out of the holding cell, and escaped. The guards looked everywhere, but could find any sign of him. A few weeks later, me, Felix, and Sage all went to the Rainbow falls. If the sun hits the waterfall just right, the water will become a rainbow. As we sat, watching the waterfall, I was satisfied. Every pack was safe. I had friends, my father and brother were making a steady recovery, and nothing was wrong anymore. Or… should I be worried about the evil Shadow wolf on the loose? Nah, that's for another story. See you next time, and if you ever see anything in the forest like a wolf in a tree, or a wolf with fur as black as night, or maybe even a group of stray animals being led by a fox. Just know, you're not alone anymore.

[melissalencioni]

As the moonlight filtered through the dense canopy, casting ethereal patterns on the forest floor, a solitary wolf moved with silent grace. His silver-grey fur blended seamlessly with the shadows, and his amber eyes gleamed with intelligence. With each step, he sent out silent messages, a telepathic symphony that resonated through the woods, calling his pack to gather. The air hummed with anticipation as the pack responded, their presence felt rather than seen, a unified force bound by instinct and kinship. Together, they navigated the labyrinth of trees, their connection unbroken even in the depths of the silent night.

Gathered in a secluded clearing, the wolves formed a tight circle, their minds intertwining in a silent exchange. Images of prey darted through their collective consciousness, visions of swift deer and elusive rabbits dancing in their minds. Each member of the pack contributed their insights, sharing strategies honed through generations of instinctual knowledge.

The alpha, a towering presence at the center of the circle, projected a sense of purpose and authority. His thoughts resonated with confidence as he outlined the plan, assigning roles to each member based on their strengths and experience. Younger wolves eagerly absorbed the wisdom of their elders, their minds buzzing with excitement at the prospect of the upcoming hunt.

As the discussion reached its climax, a wave of determination washed over the pack, binding them together in a silent oath. With a final telepathic exchange, they broke the circle, their unity unshakable as they ventured forth into the moonlit wilderness, ready to pursue their quarry with relentless determination.

The moon hung low in the sky, casting a silvery glow over the forest as the pack of wolves prowled through the underbrush, their senses sharp and alert. Their telepathic connection hummed with anticipation, each member synchronized in their pursuit of the elusive prey.

Among the trees, a herd of deer grazed peacefully, their movements graceful yet guarded. The alpha wolf signaled to his pack, a silent command rippling through their minds as they spread out, encircling their quarry with a calculated precision.

As the hunt commenced, the wolves moved with a coordinated fluidity, their steps silent and purposeful. Through their telepathic link, they communicated their positions and intentions with seamless efficiency, orchestrating the chase with a silent symphony of thought.

The deer sensed the impending danger, their ears twitching nervously as they caught the faintest hint of the wolves' presence. With a sudden burst of speed, they bolted through the trees, their hooves pounding against the forest floor in a frantic attempt to escape.

The wolves gave chase, their muscles coiled with energy as they pursued their quarry with relentless determination. Through their telepathic connection, they communicated with one another, strategizing and adapting to the shifting dynamics of the hunt.

But the deer were swift and agile, weaving through the dense undergrowth with a grace that tested the wolves' resolve. Branches snapped and leaves rustled as the chase led deeper into the heart of the forest, the wolves refusing to relent in their pursuit.

With each passing moment, the tension mounted, the telepathic bond between the wolves strengthening as they closed in on their prey. Finally, with a coordinated effort, they cornered the lead deer, their telepathic cries echoing through the night as they launched their final assault.

The struggle was brief but intense, the wolves' primal instincts driving them forward as they closed in for the kill. In a flurry of motion, the alpha delivered the decisive blow, his jaws locking onto the deer's throat as the rest of the pack converged, their telepathic bond pulsing with triumph and satisfaction.

As the hunt drew to a close, the wolves gathered around their fallen prey, their telepathic connection buzzing with a sense of unity and accomplishment. With the taste of victory lingering on their tongues, they feasted beneath the moonlit canopy, their bond stronger than ever as they reveled in the spoils of their hard-won hunt.

As the victorious pack of wolves feasted on the spoils of their hunt beneath the moonlit canopy, a tense silence settled over the forest. Unbeknownst to them, their telepathic connection had attracted the attention of a rival pack, drawn by the scent of fresh blood and the promise of an easy meal.

Emerging from the shadows with a menacing growl, the rival alpha led his pack into the clearing, their eyes glinting with hunger and aggression. The air crackled with tension as the two packs faced off, their telepathic communication bristling with hostility and territoriality.

The alpha of the victorious pack stood tall, his fur bristling with defiance as he issued a silent challenge to the intruders. Through their telepathic link, his packmates echoed his resolve, their minds united in a silent declaration of loyalty and determination.

But the rival alpha was undeterred, his telepathic snarl reverberating through the clearing as he asserted his dominance. With a sudden lunge, he launched himself at the carcass, his packmates following suit as they attempted to claim the spoils for themselves.

A fierce battle erupted between the two packs, the clash of fur and fang accompanied by a symphony of telepathic cries and growls. Each wolf fought with a primal ferocity, their telepathic connection amplifying their instincts and sharpening their focus as they vied for control of the precious meal.

But despite their best efforts, the rival pack was outnumbered and outmatched. With a final surge of telepathic unity, the victorious pack rallied together, driving their adversaries back with a display of coordinated strength and determination.

Defeated and humbled, the rival pack retreated into the shadows, their telepathic communication filled with a mixture of frustration and resignation. Left alone once more, the victorious pack resumed their feast, their telepathic bond stronger than ever as they savored the taste of victory amidst the moonlit forest.

As the victorious pack continued to feast on their hard-won meal, a subtle tension simmered beneath the surface, imperceptible to all but the keenest observers. Among them, a lone wolf harbored ambitions that burned brighter than the moon above, his telepathic thoughts pulsing with a desire for power and dominance.

With a silent determination, the ambitious wolf approached the alpha, his gaze steely and unwavering as he projected his thoughts with calculated precision. Through their telepathic connection, he conveyed his challenge, a daring bid to usurp the alpha and claim leadership for himself.

The alpha's response was swift and decisive, a telepathic display of authority that reverberated through the pack. His eyes narrowed with suspicion as he faced his would-be challenger, his telepathic thoughts a silent warning against the folly of defiance.

But the ambitious wolf was undeterred, his telepathic resolve burning like a flame in the darkness. With a silent snarl, he launched himself at the alpha, his packmates watching in stunned silence as the two wolves clashed in a whirlwind of fur and fang.

Through their telepathic connection, the pack felt the tension mounting, their loyalties torn between their alpha and the challenger. Whispers of dissent rippled through their minds as they watched the struggle unfold, their telepathic bond strained by the weight of uncertainty and conflict.

In the end, it was the alpha who emerged victorious, his strength and experience proving too formidable for the ambitious challenger to overcome. With a final telepathic snarl, he asserted his dominance, sending the defeated wolf skulking back into the shadows with his tail between his legs.

As the tension dissipated and the pack returned to their feast, a sense of unease lingered in the air, their telepathic connection tinged with the knowledge that the seeds of dissent had been sown. In the silent depths of the forest, the struggle for power continued to simmer, a shadowy undercurrent that threatened to fracture the unity of the pack once and for all.

With the challenger defeated and the pack returning to their meal, the alpha's presence loomed large over the clearing, his telepathic aura pulsing with authority and command. As the tension lingered in the air, he projected his thoughts with a steely determination, his telepathic voice echoing through the minds of his packmates with unwavering clarity.

"No dissent," his telepathic command rang out, cutting through the silence like a blade. "We are one pack, united under my leadership. Any who dare to challenge that authority will face the consequences."

His words carried the weight of centuries of tradition and instinct, a reminder of the hierarchy that governed their existence and ensured their survival. Through their telepathic connection, the pack felt the weight of his words, their minds bowing to the unspoken law of the wild.

As the alpha's telepathic gaze swept over his pack, his message was clear: unity was paramount, dissent would not be tolerated. With a final telepathic flourish, he reaffirmed his dominance, his telepathic presence a silent reminder of the consequences that awaited any who dared to defy him.

In the wake of his command, a sense of submission washed over the pack, their telepathic bond solidifying once more as they returned to their meal with a renewed sense of unity and purpose. In the silent depths of the forest, the alpha's authority remained unchallenged, his telepathic rule absolute as they continued to navigate the complexities of life in the wild.

Alone and embittered, the ousted wolf prowled through the dense undergrowth, his telepathic thoughts a whirlwind of resentment and longing. Drawn by the distant echoes of his former pack's telepathic communication, he ventured deeper into the forest, his senses heightened by the promise of a newfound purpose.

As he traversed the familiar terrain of the pack's old territory, a scent caught his attention, delicate and alluring amidst the earthy musk of the forest. Following his instincts, he traced the scent to its source, his heart quickening with anticipation as he discovered a lone she-wolf standing at the edge of the clearing.

Her fur was a rich shade of chestnut, her amber eyes reflecting the dappled light filtering through the trees. With a telepathic grace that mirrored his own, she turned to meet his gaze, her thoughts a silent invitation that sparked a flicker of hope within his weary soul.

Through their telepathic connection, they exchanged greetings, their minds intertwining in a delicate dance of curiosity and attraction. In her presence, the ousted wolf felt a sense of belonging that he had thought long lost, a connection that transcended the boundaries of pack and territory.

Driven by a newfound sense of purpose, the lone wolf ventured forth into the night, his heart set ablaze by the possibility of a future filled with companionship and love. With the she-wolf by his side, he embarked on a hunt of his own, their telepathic bond strengthening with each step as they forged a path of their own amidst the tangled wilderness of the forest.

As the moon cast its silver glow over the forest, the newfound pair of wolves bounded through the underbrush, their telepathic bond buzzing with excitement and affection. With each step, they reveled in the freedom of their newfound companionship, their minds entwined in a symphony of shared thoughts and emotions.

But as they raced through the dense foliage, disaster struck in the form of a hidden obstacle. With a yelp of pain, the she-wolf stumbled, her leg caught in a tangle of roots. Panic surged through their telepathic connection as the ousted wolf rushed to her side, his heart pounding with fear and concern.

With gentle telepathic reassurances, he worked quickly to free her from the trap, his movements fueled by a fierce determination to keep her safe. With each telepathic touch, their bond deepened, their minds merging in a primal dance of survival and protection.

Finally freed from the snare, the she-wolf limped into the clearing, her amber eyes filled with gratitude and admiration as she gazed upon her rescuer. In that moment, their telepathic connection flared with an intensity unlike anything they had experienced before, a telepathic imprinting that bound them together in a bond that transcended mere physicality.

With a silent understanding, they embraced beneath the moonlit canopy, their bodies pressed together in a telepathic union that echoed the ancient rhythms of the wild. As their telepathic thoughts merged and mingled, they surrendered to the primal instinct that pulsed through their veins, their bodies entwined in a passionate display of telepathic intimacy.

In the silent depths of the forest, their telepathic union echoed through the night, a testament to the power of love and telepathic connection in a world where survival and instinct reigned supreme. As they lay together beneath the stars, their telepathic bond stronger than ever, they knew that they had found in each other a love that would endure for all time.

With their telepathic bond solidified through love and shared experiences, the newfound pair of wolves ventured forth into the wilderness, forging a path of their own amidst the tangled undergrowth. United in their telepathic connection and bound by a love that knew no bounds, they embarked on a journey of discovery and adventure, their hearts filled with hope and determination.

As they roamed the vast expanse of the forest, they encountered other lone wolves and kindred spirits, welcoming them into their telepathic fold with open hearts and minds. Together, they formed a new pack, a diverse and resilient community bound by a telepathic bond that transcended the boundaries of territory and tradition.

With each passing day, the ousted wolf felt the bitterness of his banishment fade into distant memory, replaced by a sense of purpose and belonging that he had never known before. In the company of his beloved and their newfound packmates, he found solace and redemption, his telepathic connection with them a constant source of strength and support.

And so, under the watchful gaze of the moon and the stars, the newly formed pack roamed the wilderness as one, their telepathic bond stronger than ever as they embraced the endless possibilities of their shared journey. In their unity, they found freedom, in their love, they found peace, and in their telepathic connection, they found the true essence of what it meant to be a pack. And so, their story continued, a testament to the enduring power of love, telepathic connection, and the resilience of the wild.

[thunderbirds-showdown]

Which Thunderbirds Are Go episode is better?

Vote on which episode you think is better. Episode synopses below the cut.

Relic: When a meteor shower is projected to hit the decommissioned Shadow Alpha One Moon base, concern arises with the discovery the base is still inhabited by a lone crew member - Captain Lee Taylor, an old friend of Jeff Tracy. Scott and Alan take Thunderbird 3 on a rescue mission after attempts to warn him fail, but when Scott boards the base, he's surprised to find Taylor attempting to maintain its defence system against meteors. After initial attempts to defend the base against continuing waves of meteors start to fail, both Scott and Taylor are forced to abandon the base to meet Thunderbird 3 at a rendezvous on the moon's surface that is itself threatened by the meteor shower.

High Strung: John detects a high altitude balloon heading straight for the Southern Alps in New Zealand and is unable to contact the pilot. At first everyone suspects that Francois Lemaire is the pilot but when Scott boards the craft he discovers that the pilot is a teenager named Brandon Berrenger, who works for Lemaire. When the balloon crashes on top of a mountain Scott and Brandon have to use Brains' new invention, RAD, to get down.