Nightclaw: Rampage

We last read Chapter 32, in which the werewolf villainess Carla Rosenblood a.k.a. Nightclaw gets to know her new minions from the Death Riders more, starting with Eviscerator before moving on to Goretooth, Gray Maw, and Scrapper, in that order. However, despite getting to know most of their pasts and how they came to respect her—Nightclaw—more than Remus, she finds a remarkable hatred for Scrapper within her, particularly due to his overall obnoxious behavior, him constantly pestering her with unrelated questions, grossly invading her personal space, and butting in on conversations not meant for him. Once she's been introduced to all four, Eviscerator reemphasizes that although they all came to start respecting Nightclaw over Remus at different times, they still all respect her over Remus now, and that's the common thread that binds them. After officially proclaiming himself—and the rest of the Death Riders—to be Nightclaw's greatest weapons, a now-satisfied Nightclaw declares that it's time for them to get down to business.

Meanwhile, some distance outside the Death Riders' Den, the bumbling werewolf guards Left and Right are leading the rest of the Death Riders werewolves—loyalists who follow Nightclaw and not Remus—to the Den for the rendezvous, but after Left double-checks with Right to ensure that everybody is there, Left instead decides to enter the Den through a subtle side entrance rather than going in through the front like he did with Nightclaw earlier; Nightclaw assumes that Left must be preparing a surprise for him, and takes solace in the knowledge that they'll arrive just in time to listen to her grand plan, which is currently unexplained at the moment. The chapter ended with Nightclaw ruminating over her scheme, deciding that it's time for her to start elaborating on her aspirations to her newfound minions.

This time, Nightclaw makes her ambitions fully realized to the Death Riders in a rather horrifying and nightmarish musical number indeed.....

-Death Riders' Den, Darkveil, Romania-

Inside the Death Riders' Den, I'm still in my werewolf form, lying on my chest and stomach on top of the towering stone pillar near the back of the cavern that's entirely jutting out from the very back wall, with my arms bent in front of me and both of my paws idly hanging off of the front edge. I'm continuing to gaze down at my new minions and hold conversations with them, though it's been difficult with Scrapper around.

After all, just like I said before.....if I'm going to be working with them, I should know them as best as possible.

So.....are there any other female members of the Order of Blood where you come from, or.....? the mangy werewolf Scrapper dares to ask me. 'Cause it genuinely seemed like you were the only one at the time.

Okay, look..... I respond matter-of-factly. You're not here to ask questions, okay? You're here to follow me as your new alpha, and nothing else.

Scrapper shrinks back. Sorry.....

But I suppose your question was somewhat related to our situation, so I'll humor you, I say. There was at least one other female member that I know of. She was named Pluto, and she was.....the Order's archivist? I don't know.....something like that. She was pretty insane, though. A total nut job. Hope she gets the help she needs in the future, though.

Phew! Scrapper comments. Am I glad I'm not like her!

You're a freak no matter which side you're on, I snark bluntly, a statement which even catches my other new minions off-guard and elicits laughs from them. So I don't know what you're talking about.