Oblitus

@Zenda_ The medallion remained cold for a few moments, and then it heated up again. It was picking up a sort of rhythmic pattern. As if it was trying to pull her attention. After that, it fell cold again, and this time remained cold. Perhaps the part of his metaphysical existence that was still with her, through the medallion, held more hope than Oblitus himself did, in his current situation.
          
          If followed, like how Oblitus had instructed her to do a while back, then she would be brought to the clearing in the forest where he was last seen.

@OblitusWolf
          That's a name I have not seen in quite awhile.

Oblitus no longer screamed, no longer pulled against his metaphorical chains, no longer sought to end the emotional torment of the situation he found himself in. No longer did he resist the reality of the situation around him. It took a year, but Oblitus had finally just broke down. He finally lost the will. He was stuck, and nobody was coming for him.
          
          Not even her.
          
          This was the deciding factor, something that not even Zwei would be able to console him about, to make his spirits remain high. Zwei hadn't quite given up, but he knew better than to bring up the name. In a manner of speaking, Zwei was just as hopeless about it, but where Oblitus' will had broken, Zwei still liked to believe that something would happen to help the both of them. 
          
          Oblitus was in his human appearance in the spiritual world, but because of that, he could not be seen by anybody on the physical world. Nor could he be sensed, as the was trapped far too deeply. Now, he just simply sat, no longer even counting the days to try to keep him same. He gave up. He was heartbroken, he was tired, he was lonely, and he was so very done with it all.

@TheAngelNamedDemon (you're welcome)

{Thank you for following back. ^_^}

Zenda, walked into the territory, in a hoodie and dark skinny jeans. She had her hands stuffed in her pockets, her thumbs sticking out. She was fairly muscular with broad shoulders, but yet still had a femine built. She had the hood up hiding her facial features, only her glowing gold eyes showing 

@Kori_Amaia @CurlyyFri @Angels_Demons_ Oblitus turned away from where Night walked off. "Show's over," he said flatly. He wondered briefly if they were questioning, mentally, where or how he could have gathered any ability to fight. 
          
          He must have good reason for choosing the rank he did.

"The pack is your family, Night." he mutters, though he said it loud enough so she could hear it. "The pack is your family."

@OblitusWolf 
          She got up. Her eyes narrow at him. "I have no family!!!. Don't you see that?!!? She growled at him. Then shifted to her wolf. She padded away from him and to the pack house.

@_Night_ "Do you see your helpless position? If I had the intentions of taking over and you were the last line of hope for the pack, you would have just lost the entire pack to me. If I was going to kill your family, you just lost your entire family to me. You're a warrior? Carry around the burden of losing to a strategist." He let go of her throat, backing away a few steps so she could get up.
          
          "You have a lot to learn, Night. You weren't just fighting me, this fight. You were fighting me, and the complaints of a few people. You were fighting me, and the disappointment people had for your disrespecting Blaze as head warrior. You were fighting the entire pack, through me. I am a strategist, and I should not be fighting. As a warrior, you should be better at combat than I. But yet I had you on the ground with only one real attack. My first attack was a feint."