The big day. We all head over to the bar shortly after sunset. The bar is closed and everyone is gathering in a small concrete courtyard in the back. We are the only non-wolves there.
The contest starts with some growling and posturing, both trying to unnerve the other. It doesn't take long before the fur starts flying. Richard was damn strong and when he made contact it hurt. Kat was alot quicker though and dodged most of the blows. She was definitely tiring him out but her energy reserves were also waining. Time to bring out the big gun as she leaps through the air and transforming into her war form. This got Richard's attention (and mine, but in a different way). He also went into his war form and they really started hitting each other. Kat kept the upper hand though always staying out of reach and striking when it counts. It wasn't long before Richard ran out of essence and fell to the ground unconscious. With the contest over Kat lets out with a tremendous howl. The kind of howl that sends shivers down your spine. All of the other wolves shifted into their wolf forms and joined in. You could feel that they were shifting and joining in whether they wanted to or not. The howl was one of dominance. The little wolf inside of me wanted to do the same. I'm sure if I were a Master of Life I would have transformed myself and joined in. I wonder how the rest of Chicago felt with this loud and powerful howling going in the middle of a city. This would have been out of the ordinary even for Chicago. But then again it was filled with sleepers who would just pretend they didn't hear anything and go back to their boring lives. As soon as the howling died away Richard was carried gently inside so he could rest. Red took up bartending duties for the night while the rest of the wolves and us took up drinking and celebrating.
After the celebration I do a little tweaking of our search spider. I have it pay more attention to upstate new york and have it look a few months in the past for that area too.
Cygin
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Tonight was a roller coaster of emotions. Watching Kat fight tends to make my heart race a little. She is so graceful yet powerful. And when she does that leaping through the air and shifting move it gets me a bit excited. There is just something primal about it. It speaks to that little wolf that seems to reside in me. Just one of those things I can't quite explain. That little wolf did howl inside when Kat commanded it, I'm sure she could hear it if she was listening through our link. I like the little wolf. It keeps me centered. Keeps me focused on the fallen world. Then as they carried Richard away I couldn't help but feel a bit sad. I understand why he had to be replaced but I couldn't help but feel responsible for it. I knew he was going to be targeted by Donovan but I didn't do anything to stop it. I could have convinced him to leave town. I could have done something. Sure I finally acted at the end to at least keep him from dying but by then he was already wounded with Donovan's tainted silver. I guess there isn't a whole lot I can do about it now. At least he gets to be alive and still a part of his pack. My mood soon lifted when we got into the bar and Kat came over to lean on me. She was mustering all her energy just to stand up, can't be falling down in front of the pack. Especially after you just became Alpha. I used the dagger I got from Ohm to increase my own strength so I could hold her up without much struggle. Can't be looking weak myself. I have an ego to maintain.
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