Selective Breeding | EDITING

Part 24

Ratok woke it was late night- no early morning. The night before had wrecked his sleeping pattern. He left the room and realized that this was the same for most everyone.

He went through the motions, not paying attention to anyone as he grabbed food and coffee. It was as he poured his cup and leaned back against the counter that he realised something was up.

The newbies quickly scattered the bugs from the room, and left was Beskra and Rolif. Ratok took a huge deep breath in, and released it out. He looked between the two. Their faces were low, they show fear and worry.

Ratok started talking by looking at Rolif and ended with looking at Beskra. "I don't like this silence, or that everyone just ran out this room in fear of me. I want to know what the hell and I want to know now."

Rolif stepped foward rubbing his neck. He had a electronic pad in his hand, he stretched out as far as he could reach to hand it to Ratok without having to get too close from him.

Ratok snatched the device angrily from Rolif, and looked it over. A low growl started and it rised into a full snarl.

He looked at the planner in front of him, it was clear as day. Vassenhilo had pulled Joseph so he could mate with Ruma. Then directly underneath there was an offical request for an onsite restraining order on Ratok, he wasn't allowed near Joseph.

Ratok blood boiled, and his anger snapped the pad in half. Rolif and Beskra jumped back.

"Hey, just calm down a moment. A few months ago, this wouldn't even have bothered you really. " Rolif tried to play it off, just to get a peice of the broken pad thrown at him.

Ratok's eyes almost looked black from rage. Beskra put his hands up as he moved foward. "Look Ratok, I know this pisses you off, it pisses me and Rolif off too. Raight-" he snapped his head back at Rolif who quickly nodded in agreement. "See, now you can't go after Joseph though we are possitive he set this all up. Go to Ruma. Go get your girl, we all know how she calm that beasty side of you. Okay?" Berska was trying to find a way to reduce the damage that was about to happen.

Ratok wasn't listening, not fully anyway. All he saw was red, and he wanted violence.

"Ratok. Go get Ruma, she is probably in her tower, go, please go." Beskra said again staying still at a safe-ish distance from him.

Ruma. That got Ratok to move, she stormed out of the building causing some of the newbies who wasn't far enough away to jump and scatter more in fear.

He headed up to the tower door. It was the way the moon hit somthing above his head making it nearly shine that could his attention. His head lifted and saw a small arm dangling over the edge of a balcony.

"Ruma?" Ratok hollered up towards the arm. There was no movement, Ratok feared the worse and rushed. Getting to that balcony as quickly as he could. He spent a couple tries to get the right door. Once he found it, he flung the door open.

He saw her acrossed the threashold. Even from here he could smell Joseph's scent wafting off of her. Ratok was enraged again, but he pulled it back to get to her.

"Ruma?" he moved slow not to startle her. She let out a small hmm? She turned.

She sat up weakily with a bittered smile, she started crying. Heavily with her arms stretched out to him.

He swooped in and picked her up, quickly getting her out of the cold, and away from the balcony.

Ruma weeped while Ratok carried her up to her room. Once he was in the elavator he could see her state as the lights flashed.

He growled at the sight. Ruma flenched. Causing Ratok to quickly hush.

"Ruma, I am so sorry." he pulled her head to his chest. The elevator clicked open, and he walked her to her room.

He sat her down in a chair. He got down to her level, "What would you like?"

Ruma shrugged she was weak.

"Bath? Clean clothes?"

She sat staring then slowly nodded yes.

"Help or no?"

She signed, "From Deon" Ratok nodded and understandment.

"I'll be back, I promise." he stood up and headed out.