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The Father God was in an uproar, his rage echoing across the Other Place as far as Ariez's domain. The other Celestials had gathered, attempting to calm him and figure out what was happening. Eventually, he snapped from his beast-like form and spoke, saying the humans had entirely disappeared, and he knew not why. Upon inspection of the world, the Celestial Court found that the human race had simply vanished, the only thing left of them having been there was buildings. Yet, there was also evidence of disappearances while doing a task. Papers were scattered on floors, bicycles were toppled in the streets. Cars were driven haphazardly into other cars and traffic lights and buildings. To most of the Celestials, they thought that something of an opposition to their own Court had grown jealous and simply stolen the humans, which was later proven right by a message that was sent to Odirin, from an unknown celestial that claimed to have been thrown out of the Court.. He told only Traski and Okiri, as he did not trust the other Celestials. They whispered it in Ariez's ear, and he simply held it, afraid to pass it to Urdock. The Father God was enraged at the Twins and their creations, the Wendigos. He suspected them over another universal power. Exactly two days after his suspicion rose, he struck their land directly in the center during a gathering. He appeared in his physical form, and in his fury he cast the representatives of each tribe to the Earth, commanding them to find the humans they annihilated. Afterwards, he appeared to each race of beast, telling them that any of the supporters of the Wendigo tribes would be cast down with them, and many were. They found themselves in an empty city, the Wendigos and their supporters. The Desert Wendigo, named Rajek, stepped up and proclaimed it their mission to find the humans and return to their tribes. The Wendigos agreed quickly, each one eager to return to their people. The beasts that accompanied them were more than willing to help, the Minotaur individuals quickly attempting to sacrifice their blood for the Wendigos. When the Minotuars were halted from slicing themselves to ribbons, the group began to search for clues, for anything to give a hint to the human's captor.
The Father God was in an uproar, his rage echoing across the Other Place as far as Ariez's domain. The other Celestials had gathered, attempting to calm him and figure out what was happening. Eventually, he snapped from his beast-like form and spoke, saying the humans had entirely disappeared, and he knew not why. Upon inspection of the world, the Celestial Court found that the human race had simply vanished, the only thing left of them having been there was buildings. Yet, there was also evidence of disappearances while doing a task. Papers were scattered on floors, bicycles were toppled in the streets. Cars were driven haphazardly into other cars and traffic lights and buildings. To most of the Celestials, they thought that something of an opposition to their own Court had grown jealous and simply stolen the humans, which was later proven right by a message that was sent to Odirin, from an unknown celestial that claimed to have been thrown out of the Court.. He told only Traski and Okiri, as he did not trust the other Celestials. They whispered it in Ariez's ear, and he simply held it, afraid to pass it to Urdock. The Father God was enraged at the Twins and their creations, the Wendigos. He suspected them over another universal power. Exactly two days after his suspicion rose, he struck their land directly in the center during a gathering. He appeared in his physical form, and in his fury he cast the representatives of each tribe to the Earth, commanding them to find the humans they annihilated. Afterwards, he appeared to each race of beast, telling them that any of the supporters of the Wendigo tribes would be cast down with them, and many were. They found themselves in an empty city, the Wendigos and their supporters. The Desert Wendigo, named Rajek, stepped up and proclaimed it their mission to find the humans and return to their tribes. The Wendigos agreed quickly, each one eager to return to their people. The beasts that accompanied them were more than willing to help, the Minotaur individuals quickly attempting to sacrifice their blood for the Wendigos. When the Minotuars were halted from slicing themselves to ribbons, the group began to search for clues, for anything to give a hint to the human's captor.
The Wendigos and their Supporters have Fallen into the Human's realm. As of now, the Forest Wendigo sliced a portal for itself and abandoned the rest. Now, those remaining have sat in a council, deciding the jobs each one should take upon themselves.
Rajek sat with his long front limbs resting peacefully in front of him. He waited for a small dispute between a pair of Minotuars to cease, then spoke: "We need to establish duties for each of us, so that we may better complete our charge and return home." At this, he glared at a pile of threads from the Portal the Forest Wendigo had sliced, somewhat jealous that she had been able to slice a portal after being sapped of energy by the Fall. "I'll search the streets and small, squat buildings, as well as creating a map of the city for us."
A pair of burgundy ears flicked in annoyance as dyed hair shook itself out. Kuro's ears buzzed uncomfortably with the hoarse growl of Artix's voice. Having two pairs of ears was nice and all, especially when it came to protecting his pack, yet in situations like these where his borderline painfully sharp sense of hearing was more a hindrance, Kuro silently cursed the god that had bestowed upon him this burden. Sniffing, Kuro picked himself off the ground and stalked towards the city without another word. The sooner he could return, the better. Worry for the sister he had unintentionally left behind was eating him alive from the inside
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Cheshire stares at the Wendigo pack with a blank stare. She lays on a branch, careful to not move. The braches around her help camoflauge her body. Venomous droll drips down her muzzle as she glances at the smallest Wendigos. How long has it been since she had a decent meal? Once the humans disappeared, she was forced to take down other beasts. Taking down a creature like-.. for say a minotaur was much harder than a human. Her body still hurt from the recent beat down she received only days prior from an unsuccessful hunt. Maybe I can bite one... Just a taste she thinks to herself longingly. Starvation was certainly starting to take a toll on her. She shakes her head to clear it. Patience Cheshire... They'll practically be delivering the humans to me soon enough she thinks to herself with a chuckle.
Kuro has made his way down to the city while the rest of the group was sorting themselves out, standing in the center of one of the main streets. Dropping on all fours, he swiped a tongue over his lips, tasting the air as he prowled the streets. The stench of prey was faint, similar to that of a herd of elk that had recently milled around a clearing before trekking on. The idea of prey to hunt made his eyes spark and he slowly circled the major street, trying to find a stronger trail to follow.
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Cheshire yawns to herself, venom drips out of her mouth, forcing her to shake her head like a dog, causing venom to quickly drip out between her lips. This momentarily dries her mouth. She was starving. When would the Wendigos return? Could it be hours? Days? Weeks? The smart thing to do would be to wait, but she isn't sure if she can afford it. She raises herself up and takes a deep sniff. Her eyes suddenly light up. She caught a scent of what she calls a half-ling. Half beast half man. "A werewolf?" She asks outloud. "Sounds delicious..." She licks her lips and slivers down the tree, moving towards Kuro's location. She moves quickly, using her front legs to. She would be no match for him for a head-on fight, but maybe... Just maybe. She could somehow trick him into providing her with something to eat.
Kuro had prowled over to the edges of the city, nose twitching as he followed the scent of prey on the dying wind. Mounting an old rattling staircase, Kuro rattled the doorknob of one of the many apartments, twisting the handle open with a splinter of wood. "Comming in." He grumbled, opening the broken door as he stepped into the household. The House was empty, warm yet eerie as Kuro couldn't help the unease that rose within him. There was food out on the table, having long gone bad, but it was still someone's home.