Rain fell from the sky like buckets of water. Tiny waterfalls all over the lands fell for what seemed like a whole week. Naomi lay nestled within her den, paws crossed and her chin resting on her legs. So many things had happened to her since joining Erenyx, and she knew more things would happen. She took a deep sigh, thinking back to everything that had happened. She had first met the Beta, known as Nyx, who did not like Naomi in the slightest. She had been larger than the Beta and showed her disdain for anyone higher than her. But Teren was a wolf to respect. He required it. And if you did not respect him, then you would pay dearly. Her tail curled around the backend of her body as she watched and continued to be in thought. In the next coming months, she kept to her own, training and bettering herself. One night she had accidentally slipped into a rapid stream with a chance of dying. When she was saved by a Warrior, she was shocked and disdain grew within her for him. He was cocky and rude, just like her. The two were completely alike, only he was a male and his body was far more enticing. Though Naomi could never actually take a liking to her own gender, even the thought of checking herself out made her sick. The large fae continued in thought to the night she met Raymond. Shortly after their spat, they were approached by a Puma. The feline was a vile creature and she knew it would like to eat either both of them or only the one. Raymond and Naomi were able to fight off the feline with little to few injuries to show for it. During that fight, Naomi knew he was something special. There was more to him than the rugged exterior he was showing off to her. She knew it was a common thing for males, especially in this pack. Every male was better than the one before it and so forth. Shortly after their meeting, the males were forced into a malicious trial. They were forced to face a real bear as a pack. One wolf had died and others wounded. But Raymond came back with a shiny new title, one he would surely hold over the fae's head. The thought of this sickened her. He was no better than her, no male was. But when the time came for the females to have their spars, Naomi bested her opponent and was granted the title of Lead Warrior as well. Now the battle field was evenly matched. During her spars, she had taken a lot of damage. A few broken ribs, some major bleeding in her shoulders and a strong limp in her legs made her feel weak and vulnerable. She requested the Healers' aid to get better, so that the day when she would face Raymond again, she would best him with ease.

Having been deep in thought, she did not notice the rain had came down even harder than before. The sweet sound of nature filled her ears and the smell of rain filled her den. Everything was peaceful, and then he challenged her from her den. Alert and ready, she knew she was not in her best shape to be fighting presently. Her tail curled from its position and hung over her spine protectively. She stood still on her large paws and waited for the right moment to come barreling out of her den. Emerald hues stared to the outside world, trying to see the large brute's form. Slowly she made her way from her den. There was no need to rush. She could tell her lack of speed was angering him. Through the pouring rain, he stood there, staring at her den. As she emerged, she stared right back to his green eyes. "What is it you require brute? If it is games you wish, I am not in the mood. I have far too much to be worried with than to be foolish with you." Her voice had a low sting to it. Her tail held itself arched above her spine and her eyes glared to him. "Next time you wish to see me, perhaps you should think of doing it in a more polite fashion. No longer am I just a Warrior you can push around. I am Lead Warrior, partner to your rank. Do I make myself clear?" she snarled as she bared her fangs to him. No male was just going to boss her around, unless he had a rank and purpose to do so.

In addition to the sound of the crashing rain, came the sound of cackling thunder. It rang around the territory, making the storm sound as if it were getting even worse than before. The female stood before the male, their scents drowned in the presence of the water. The bough above their heads was about to break, if it only would have more weight added to it, but Naomi did not care. Instead, she would watch and wait for Raymond to speak. He went on about how they were equals and all that, but in a pack dominated by males, it would not stop her from trying to dominant over the one wolf she cared about more than the rest. The others were useless to her. She did not have any friends or allies. The Healers had been gracious enough to aid her. But they were not friends, that was their job. They were supposed to do that for everyone. The coat of the fae clung to his body, showing off her winter coat which had been coming in already. Her body was naturally preparing for the winter months, the snow and ice. "You better get on with it brute.. There are a lot of other things I could be doing right now, better things which I could be doing. You are wasting my time." Naomi snarled as she held her same stance. There was no way she was going to submit to him, even if she had to fight him. No matter how hard or badass this male thought he was, she would be more stubborn. Her green eyes stared right into his as he spoke of the rumors floating around the pack. Of course they were. Naomi glared and in the crushing rain, she spoke loud enough for him to hear. "Yes, I bested my opponent, a Hunter by the name of Gemini. She was no match for me in the eyes of our Alpha, and I surpassed in rank. Though we are equals in title, it is my determination to be better, which makes me better than you. I do not have time for your silly games Raymond, and if it is a fight you are wanting, then it is one you shall get. I am recovered from my injuries of the spar and I even feel one hundred and fifty percent better." Her tone was ice cold as she stared back, glaring. Her tail did not flinch and her muscles tensed. It did not matter that the rain fell or the thunder rolled behind them. What mattered was this male had always been trying to control every situation they had been in together. The wind howled and she heard the snapping of the branch. Quickly she darted out from underneath it, missing it entirely. As she lunged to safety, she lowered her tail and pinned her ears to her head. She turned her body back to look to Raymond. In the darkness she could barely see if he had been hit or missed it as well. "Raymond... Are you alright?" she asked with a slight bit of worry in her voice. The once cold and bitter tone was starting to melt away, leaving a moderate tone in its wake. If the fool was going to wish for a fight, she wished he would not be so foolish as to do it right this second, especially if the branch had actually fallen onto his back. As she waited for the reply, she arched her tail over her spine once more, but her ears became even more alert than before.

"Honestly, I do not think she deserves the rank of an Omega. But what I do think is that Alpha Teren should have given me a real challenge. He should have put the two hunters together so they could actually show one was better than the other. With me, I was facing a wolf not used to fighting such a worthy opponent in such a manner. I should have faced Pandora, though I believe the outcomes would be the same." When she stood there, she waited to hear from him. In the darkness she could not see if it fell upon his back or had missed by just a hair. As she waited, a sense of worry fell over her. Why was he taking so long to respond? Why was he not speaking to her. But like a phoenix from the ashes, he had returned to her. As he appeared through the storm, she looked to him. Her stance did not change, whether from shock that he was alright or that she was shocked with herself. Was she really worried about him? Only a hair from him, he started to speak. His words flooded her ears, flowing through her mind and crashing along the walls of her skull. What was going on right now? Raymond was acting completely different than she had seen from him. She stood completely still. Was he really saying this to her, here and now? As she looked to him, she started to think of all the things she could say to him.

There was no way this was real. "Raymond..." she said as she stared at him. Her tone was dead, no feelings within it. There was no show of emotion. Naomi spoke softly enough for only him to hear. "What do you know about love? What do you even know about me? You know nothing about me. All you know is my name, my rank, and that I am not always the most careful. I have been in this pack for a long time, much longer than you, yet we only see each other in passing, since that night. If you really loved me, you would know my story, my life, my history. Have you ever once taken the time to discover these things from me?" She stared at him, waiting intently as she thought of more to ream him for. "Yes, I did worry about you, but only for the fact that if something did happen to you, you would easily be replaced by one of the asshole incompetent males around this pack. I can't have an 'equal' be any less than myself. That would be the worst of it. But I must know, what has possessed you to approach me in such a manner, surely a male in 'love' would come up with something more cleaver, or even with a gift..."

Water drops continued to pour down their backs, clinging to the fur and falling to the ground. The thunder cracked and crashed through the sky, while lightening flashed above their heads. She did not care for the storm or the rain it brought with it. Her world was changing so quickly right before her eyes. One moment she was alone, no love for her, no love for anyone. She was soaking wet and thought her ultimate rival had been taken out by a mere branch. And then everything switched up. He was alive and speaking about how much he loved her. What was going on in this world? Was it so cruel to do this to her? The Lead Warrior looked to her equal, hearing his words. Even with her rejection he was still trying. Was he insane? Did the branch hit him on the head? "Raymond. Love is not real. Love cannot be." She snarled as she spoke. Thinking of her past life was nothing so easily done. "I never had love growing up. Not from my father, not from other wolves in the pack. I was one litter out of my father's many that he fathered. He was the only one allowed to mate. He did and he did it often. My father made my mother an Omega once he found that we were all females in the litter. She could give him no males and therefore, he did not love us. My mother tried to love us, but it did not really show. She hated us for being female as well. If we had been males, maybe she would have been given a higher rank? We don't know. Because I was the spawn of an Omega, I was treated as one. I was not allowed to train, but my large form was enough to make it harder for males to take me down. I practiced what I saw but I never got to train with the others." Another crash of thunder struck the sky. She paused for a moment, allowing the noise to quiet down before she spoke once more. "When I was two years old, it was winter and I was in a deep sleep. I didn't even hear him come into my den. That year, only my father was allowed to mate again. But a male in the pack decided that he wanted his own fun. I awoke with him pressed on top of me. He was already locked and there was nothing I could do. When Spring came, my father called everyone for a pack meeting, but I did not go. I had birthed two beautiful little pups and though I did not get much time with them, nor want them originally, I loved them. When my father noticed my disappearance and that of a Caretaker, he came looking for me. He found me in my den and my pups suckling. He was so angry and..." she stammered as she tried to get the words out. Through her whole story, Naomi's voice had started to crack and break. Her walls were sliding down, like an avalanche. "He... killed them..." The pain was prevalent in her eyes, a look she had never showed anyone before. "If love was real, my father would have loved me, loved his grandpups, and adored the family I was building, although I didn't want it... You say you want to know me, well this is me. I am a broken fae, a female who is afraid to let herself go for the fact that pain could attack her again. I love Spring, the flowers blossom and the heat is low. Everything seems to come to life and be beautiful, as I wish I could be beautiful. Colors I do not care for. But my favorite meal is caribou. You want to know me, well this is it. The ugly and complete truth. You deserve a wolf who knows who she is, who knows her purpose. If it were my choice, I would be the Beta of this pack, and I would train all the time."