Post by Tundra ? on Aug 16, 2013 10:57:40 GMT -5
The hustle and bustle of the yards were getting crazier and crazier. There were many rumours about Ryland's death, killed by one of his followers, and then the killer had disappeared, some said he had died and others say he was getting stronger for revenge. The point was, that Hermeaous Mora needed to use this confused time to attack. The time was getting old, and the heir of Ryland were about; searching for a new leader or searching for something to do with themselves. Oh yes, Tara would give them something to do alright. Her full moon was almost here, and she knew it was destiny for Hermeaous Mora to take over the Saddle Creek land now. She was very impaitent as you could tell, but her body, her DNA was telling her now was the perfect time to strike. Unexpected, and unknown. For all Mafia knew, Hermeaous Mora was at its weakest because Tara and Blake had just returned. The truth was, Tara and Blake were here the whole time. Researching, planning, and using people. It was her skill, it was their place. No one would get in the way of these twins and their luck. They were dead set.
Without Blake at her side, this pack meeting was going to be frustrating to round up all the members. So like the last time, she refused to set herself just expecting. They would work for this spot. She hissed under her breath, devil eyes gleaming upon her mountains, they were all Tara's. And no one could take them away from her. They could ramble in and on, would Tara care? No. Her army of little monsters would just tear you to shreds. No one cared who you were or what you were doing. Just get out. As the final moments of the sunset went down, Tara marveled at how deathly the darkness could take over the sun in just a few moments time. Pretty or not pretty, it was just how Tara imagined herself. And as those demon eyes watched the darkness roll completely in, there was a devious howl let loose from the mountain tops. It was a beautiful song, yet something mysteriously faint about it gave a warning to those unwelcomed. It was threatening and calling, to all her little monsters.
Tara knew that Blake would be the first to show, or he'd better, because he was never too far behind his sister with stuff like this. If she was surprised with another visitor around kneeling before her before her brother; not that her brother should bow; Tara would take a moment of silence to pain him of that mistake. Mistakes were not granted here at Hermeaous Mora.
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Hermeaous Mora members only. If you'd like to join, PM me or post in the audition thread. Everyone must reply before I do. That will make you late- and tara does not approve of such.
