Wango Tango

There was a stranger in his home, someone who he didn't know and he certainly didn't like strangers that well. Sure, he figured that his brother, @Madmortigan knew that he was here and had a good reason for bringing someone home, but that didn't meat Melchior had to like it. So, he started searching for @Daighre, having caught his scent from an earlier patrol around. For now, he would be cautious and figure out the situation, but he was normally a short fuse, not having nearly as much self control and patience as his brother. But, he would at least try it for a second or two....

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Technically, the brother she was coming towards was her litter-mate. Had been, anyway, in her previous life. Was, technically, in this life but she knew him as the same age, small and round and growing. Not grown. Yet he was grown and despite not understanding how this was okay, she saw him and she grinned toothily as she trailed him.

Nymeria would trail him, knowing him as family but not knowing really how. Her young body would bounce after her brother, pale gaze glinting as she moved. She had torn apart one of the carcasses that @Madmortigan had brought her, crimson coating her cheeks as she held a favourite bone within her grip, her obsession growing even now. ^^

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And like a trapped and cornered dog—

He rankled, at their approach.

His ears pressed back. His hackles stood on edge.

Awkward.

He licked his lips.

“What.” He grunted. His voice low.

He watched them, the both of them, him and the runt.

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 Ever the watchful guardian of his claim, Madmortigan came upon his siblings and their guest. 

 “Brother, sister.” He took his place to the side, between Daighre and his curious companions, fashioning the Marsyas brood into a trio of mismatched chess pieces. 

 “Forgive my lapse in communication. This is our honored guest - he is welcome within the Roots for as long as he wishes. He's recovering from the poisoned water.”

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Someone began to trail after him, though he didn't need to glance behind him to know it was his sister, someone who he loved but someone wondered why he kept her around. However, he would glance behind, raising an eyebrow at her tiny form. "Why are you a child?" He asked simply, not seeming to be very concerned about it. In his mind, their older brother hadn't made a commotion about it, and she certainly looked and acted like his littermate. A sly grin spread to his face as he walked, glancing over at her. This meant now that he was older than her, and he could push her around more easily. 

For now though, he wouldn't, though he thought about taking the bone away from her. Instead though, he finally caught the scent of the man, finding him not too far away. Hearing the man's rather rude question, the man would start a low growl, only stopping when his brother appeared. Always the white knight here to save the day. 

As his brother talked about him being an 'honored guest', the man would huff slightly before sniffing the air around the man, grunting slightly before speaking. "Why is he still smell of rogue? We're not running a day care." He would glance over at his brother, clearly disliking the man. His trust was very low in other that weren't family and, since this man didn't smell like his pack, in Melchior's mind, he wasn't apart of it.

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he had known she was there, his question making the little girl pause. She frowned into the bone and made a show of dropping it from her mouth, clattering to the ground. "Why are you big?" Nymeria returned childishly, huffing at Melly with a lift of her chin. "Stupid question, Melly," the girl scolded as she waddled forward, giving a pause at the two new additions.

One was her Morty and one was the odd one of the bunch, golden and red eyed. "Morty!" She slapped her paws on the ground as she prances forward, waving her tail in the air. She wanted closer to the guest, so closer she attempted to walk. "Special guest," she lifted her chin, "I'm Nymeria." The little witch declared, uncaring to the scents of stranger or pack. Melly seemed bothered, though. She seemed to back track as she realised what Morty had said, poisoned water? "Poisoned water," she murmured, intrigued. She was always interested in poison and here someone stood, recovering from one!^^

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‘Brother, sister.’

He looked over, when he came.

He wanted to hide behind him.

He wanted to hide beneath him, below him, with his back against his chest, with his back against his stomach, blond against black and blond against dark grey.



He didn’t.



He stood, awkward and weary, stiff-legged. His ears pressed back against his head. His hackles stood on edge.

He licked his lips.

Stared, at those who stared at him.

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 He dipped his head, giving Nymeria a vigorous lick to the side of her cheek as she toddled past.

 “He has not told me he wishes to stay. If he does, he is more than welcome, and Labyrinthian will add another to its ranks. Until then, he can convalesce in peace.” He stepped further between the pair and the Daighre, feeling the other's stiffness.

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The man rolled his eyes at his sister, shaking his head though his lips turned slightly with a smile. "Why haven't I dropped you in the river yet?" Of course, he was joking... mostly.

Glancing over at his brother, he would listen closely, still not liking this whole situation but accepting it nonetheless. Still, he would turn to look at the male, hating how silent he was. "Can you not speak?" He asked, though would back up, not for the rogues comfort but for his brother's. 

Though he wouldn't start anything today and had no intentions of antagonizing him, the man made a mental note to likely track him down later, wanting to know more about him.

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In a river? She scoffed at Melly, jutting her chin out, "'cause Melly would miss," she declared smugly, waving her short tail. She had went to move again, closer to the poison-boy but the kiss across her cheek stopped her, the girl leaning into the affection from Morty and she giggled, humming happily. She would turn her head to nibble at his leg with a wrinkled nose, gnawing at him for but a moment before she remembered what she was doing.

Nymeria scampered past Madmortigan, if he didn't lean down to stop her, and waddled purposefully towards the unknown man. Melly seemed unhappy, desiring him to speak but Nymeria didn't mind. Sometimes someone spoke loud enough with their bodies! Or well, she thought so anyway. "Hello," Nymeria cooed airily up to him, stopping just a short distance from the stiff man.

She watched him, curious, blinking slowly as she devoured his face with her silver gaze. She gave a short nod, "okay," she hummed, "enjoy time with Lab-Laby-... Labrinth." Okay, so she couldn't say their name yet. That was fine, it was close enough. ^^

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‘Can you not speak?’

“Fuck off, Sparky.” He sneered.

A half step forward.

Stopped by the brush of his shoulder, his chest, against black and white fur in his way. The old man in his fucking way. Stopped by the puppy at his feet.

He wasn’t some dumb fucking mute.

No, he just fucking hated them all.

He wanted to leave.

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 He swung his head back to his brother. “Melchior, please take Nym and go through a hunting lesson. I'm sure she'd enjoy finding something to pluck.” Offering the idea of the ever-plentiful fowl around the ruins. 

 “Daighre.” The name whispered, but a command nevertheless. 

 Stepping between them all once more, he brushed his body across the blonde male's, beckoning him to leave the tense moment behind.

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He would roll his eyes slightly at his sister, a soft smile on his lips. "Yeah, you're right." He would miss her if she vanished, which was why, though he never stated it, he was happy that The Wolf had brought her back from death. 

However, all smiles and love towards his siblings switched to anger at the rogue male like a light switch. As soon as he called him 'sparky' the man would start to lunge at him, ears pinned and teeth bared ready to take a chunk of flesh. "You little sh-" However he quickly had to put on the breaks as his brother stepped between them. Why he was protecting this loner, Mel didn't understand. But, he would listen to his brother. Not because he was the leader, but because he respected his brothers wishes. 

Still, he would snarl and growl, both at his brother and the loner, most annoyed at his brother than pissed at him, but very much willing to rip into the other one. "Fine." He growled before turning to look at his sister, forcing himself to take a deep breath and relax. "Come on little one, let's find something to bleed out." If he wasn't a pure psychopath, he probably would have felt bad for whatever poor creature they found as he fully prepared to take all his anger out on them, preferably while they were still alive.

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