A Chosen Daughter

Chapter 16*E

'So many have strayed off your path mother. So many to have lost their way!' Leah thinks to herself.  Her fingers play with the grass she sits on.  What she has played witness to these past few weeks; angers and disappoints her.  Yes of course it had, as it had with her pack mates and any on the Goddess' path.  However it also instills a great fear in the chosen daughters heart!  She just couldn't shake the feeling that they were missing something.  Something big!  Taking a deep breath in and slowly releasing it, Leah lowers her head to watch her fingers glide through the blades of grass.  Letting the world around her fall away she opens herself up to nature, hoping its calming steadiness will ease her nerves. 

Breathing in the scents of the air; pushing away from the sinful scents of the garden.  Welcoming the cleansing scents of the forest.  Pausing as the scent of rouges fill her nose.  Tilting her head slightly she listens intently.  Blocking out the sobs and muttered apologies that come from those in the garden, she pushes her senses outwards, to the forest, to the steady heartbeats of the four laid in hiding there.  As her hand flattens to the ground her minds eye fills with the image of the four scruffy men, lying naked hidden under some bushes and undergrowth within the forest.

Their hair is long and greasy, their teeth a yellow brown with the grey signs of decay, one in particular, his teeth were black and broken with rot.  Their nails are either jaggedly broken or long but all are caked in dirt, mud and Goddess knows what else.  With unkempt beards, a thick layer of dirt ingrained on their skin, and those dark deaden eyes, it was easy to see that they weren't just rouges but amongst those that have strayed away from the light that the mother Goddess provides and welcomed instead the evil darkness into their empty souls.

"Can't fucking stand those chosen daughters!  So fucking pompous!" One of them mutters
"Hm!  Not so righteous when they're squirming and screaming beneath you though are they?!" Another reply's; the malicious tone matching the cruel looking snarl on his face.  His companions chuckle quietly nodding in agreement.

Leah's eyes narrow glaring in the direction she knew they lay in.  Her nose screws up in disgust, and her throat tumbles out a quiet growl.  Four pair of eyes watch her curiously; silently questioning her quiet growl, concern growing with what caused it. 

"We'll be well rid of them soon!  We'll show them all!"
"Eh!  Tho ere hoping we don't kill them all .." he smirks at his companions shocked expressions ".. least not straight away!  Love breaking em!  Making em scream n beg!! Their pain tastes so much more delicious than regular women's"

Leah's lips curl into a snarl.  Chris shares a worried look with Aaron.  He glances at Matt before focusing on Marie whose studying Leah with intense concentration and questions in her eyes.

"Hell Yeah!" The other three agree.
"Can't wait to fill our days with the music of their screams!"
"Not long to wait!"
"Nah! It'll 'appen soon!"
"We'll show em we're not scared of them! We'll show the packs we're the bravest!  The most cunning!"
"Yeah!  We ain't scared!"

'Oh really?!' Leah thinks to herself 'Let's test that!'  Slowly raising to a knee, leaning her body forwards, glaring in their direction.  She takes in a deep breath, expanding her chest, before letting rip a loud ferocious growl!

All around Leah wolves tremble and submit.
Some look at her fearfully.  Four study her intently.  Others look at her confused; especially as the sounds of whimpers reach their ears.

In her minds eye she watches as the rouges quickly shift and flee.  Running for their lives.  A quick glance over her shoulder she mind links Marie "Laugh!  Loudly!  Project it, so those mutts heat it!  3 ... 2 ...1"
Leah and Marie throw their heads back and laugh loudly!  While everyone looks at them as if they are crazy.   "YOU SURE YOUR NOT SCARED OF US?!" Leah loudly mocks.  She smirks when she hears the rogues growl quietly in response. The reactions of the crowd are mixed.  Some smirk with her, some stare at her shocked.

The smirk drops to be replaced with a pensive expression as Leah stares at her hands.  Her mind whirls as thoughts fly, connections are made, puzzle pieces shuffle into new places, creating a new picture ... one of a future her sisters and herself had hoped to prevent.

So deep in thought Leah does not see the significant look shared between Chris and Daniel, or the slight nods from several of the men present, who silently slip away.