Monster Among Us

Oh yes, I will. Dotty didn't care if Scruffy was the superior fighter, didn't care that she was clearly the weaker party, didn't care that history had taught her that Scruffy would beat her into the dust time and time again. No, Dotty's mind was not her own at that moment, overtaken by fury and the desire for reckoning. She didn't care about Zira, the other murderer of her cubs, sitting above them all. She didn't care about a single thing other than making her daughter's murderer pay for every drop of Nia's blood that had been spilt. She'd go down herself if needs be.

Then, unexpectedly, Bellatrix stepped out and placed herself between Dotty and her target. 

Dotty growled, her grey fur bristling up and her lips pulling back to reveal her own sharp canines. Any shock at Bellatrix's sudden appearance was shoved aside by her need for blood. She would go through the silver lioness too if she needed too. Her amber eyes locked with Bellatrix's crystal blue as she made to move forwards once more.

"Nadra..."

No one had bothered to call her by her real name since her mother had perished in the fires of Priderock. The whisper caught her off guard and like a bolt of lightning, Dotty's senses returned. The madness in her eyes faded back and she was herself once more. She stopped, staring at her former friend as if she had only just realised her presence. How long had she been there? Why had she come?

"What about Kuzimu, Nadra? You want revenge? Fine. You go get revenge. You ignore me, you go over there, and you go take it up with that thing. But you take it up with that thing, and you don't come back. You go take it up with her, and Kuzimu doesn't have a mother anymore."

A choked sob ripped from Dotty's throat at her words, harsh as they were, they were the truth. Dotty couldn't win, not now. She was what Scruffy had always told her she was: weak. Her will to fight had left her. Kuzimu...she hadn't even thought of her cub, her last remaining child, when she had been so eager to throw her own life away in revenge. She let Bellatrix drive her back, away from Scruffy and her daughter's lifeless body.

"She...Nia...She--she--" Dotty couldn't get her words out, grief had won out "Nia...why? Why? She only came to get me...she wasn't supposed to..."

Boo hoo.

That's what Dotty got for banging Nuka and bringing those little abominations to the earth. And poking a stick at the monster and not expecting her to poke back. It was a brutal poke. Zira's mouth tugged back slightly as Bella rushed by. She was terribly intrigued now, lost in the drama as if it was a heavy soap opera. Her claws dug at the termite dirt beneath her feet. She was itching to get involved. But she watched as Bella dragged Dotty away. Such a sobbing pathetic excuse for a lion.

Oh...wonder how Nuka would take it?

Zira was full of giddy bubbles. The most exciting thing had happened today. She grinned wildly, unable to contain her excitement. She still stayed back however, for fear or caution of getting the left over fury and brutality of Scruffy. She looked down at the dead body of the cub. She felt absolutely nothing for the ripped apart girl covered in her own blood. What about Kuzimu? Zira was itching to say it.

"She'd always have dear old granny..." Her words were soft enough that if Dotty didn't hear it wouldn't be too much of a suprise. Here they were, the two murderers of her children. What a delightful little gathering this had turned out to be.

There she was. Bellatrix managed to bring her back, and soon as she did Scruffy seemed to lose her interest. With a snort, the massive brute wrinkled her nose and straightened up her neck. Her work was done here. Though a familiar voice entered behind her that she hadn't been expecting at the moment. Zira. Cold female, about the same as she was that way, showing great distaste for her own grandchildren. She didn't even care that Scruffy had killed their kin in cold blood.

It hadn't honestly been a concern.

"Flesh bag..." she grunted in regards to the child to Zira. The first words she'd spoken to her former trainer since being believed dead. It really shouldn't come as a surprise that she wasn't. Without a word, the brute reached forth with her maw, ivories closing around the cubs lifeless form and lifted it by its' mid. She turned, angling around Zira and heading further into the Outlands.

Scruffy's business was done here. She'd seen Dotty cry before. It was the same.

Bellatrix was concentrating on keeping Dotty straight though. If she was going to get the foolish girl out of here, she was going to have to keep her attention from Zira's poisonous comments, and now that she was sobbing that might have just become a bit easier to do.

"I know..." she cooed, and continued to usher Dotty forth with her movements. She pressed her neck against Dotty, and used her own cheek to push her and force her to turn away. Then, leaning heavily into the darker female she'd usher her away.

"Lovely darling," she hushed. Before she had taken the harsh truth, now was time to heal and recover for it. Now she must sooth. "Come away- I'll take you to the waters edge where you can get cool and think..." she promised. A careful glance was thrown back to Zira, no expression of any sorts, just a glance. Bellatrix's experience with Zira was limited although the pale female wasn't scared of the queen by any means, she was certainly wary. Especially after watching that beast effortlessly take a life.

"Don't you look back." she spoke firmly. If Dotty looked back, she'd never get over this.