Doused (Natasha)

[Dakota King]

Dakota usually didn't like going the passive aggressive route, but there was something about Natasha that just... irked her. Dakota couldn't put her finger on it, but she was leaning towards the way that girl smelled. It was just.... dog-like and smelled like rotting meat whenever she was around in the cabins. Apparently, their little incident by the stables didn't teach Natasha to constantly shower. Well.. Dakota wasn't ending her little battle with her sister.

That was why there was about twenty perfume bottles all over Natasha's stuff. They ranged from various sizes and smells. In Dakota's mind, Natasha would get the hint and pick one that smelled good and always wear it. Always. So Dakota waited for her sister to come home. She made sure that the door to her Leader room was open and she was sitting at the edge of her bed with her arms crossed. She smirked as she saw the door open, hoping it was her sister.

(Tag: Natasha Lannister)

[Natasha Lannister]

Human life sucked. Apparently this had been Natasha's life before her five years spent as a wolf and honestly, she didn't understand how she ever did this. People were strange but now she knew what had happened to her and she wanted revenge. She felt the five crisp lines that she had inked into her arm to remind her of this everyday. She was slowly learning though, behaviors, language, walking on two feet rather than four. She spent most days in the big house with chiron or other campers helping to 'rehabilitate' her, but all she wanted was to be a wolf again. 

It didn't help that her supposed cabin pretty much hated her. Apparently she didn't fit the mold and they wanted her out. Didn't bother her though, she didn't want to be there. She wanted to be in the woods again.  As she walked back from her lesson for the day she noticed a horrible smell a even while she was far from her cabin. Her years as a wolf had affected her human senses as well and now her nose was going insane. It grew more and more as she made it back to her cabin and was to the point that she had to cover her nose before she could even walk it.

Her things, all her things were coated in the foul scent and even going near her bed sent her senses into chaos. "DAKOTA"  No one else could  have done this, ever sense they met she has had a problem with her. It wasn't her fault that she wasn't able to shower for 5 years! Well.. Regardless this was too far. The door to the cabin leaders room was open and in sat the devil herself. "What is wrong with you! I can't go within twenty feet of my things because of that crap!" her anger was getting the best of her and oh was dakota in for sheer wrath.

[Dakota King]

Dakota's smirk got bigger as she saw Natasha walk into the door and screamed out her name. Her smirk went away and her face went serious as Natasha walked into her room. Dakota sighed as she rolled her eyes. "Don't be such a drama queen," she snapped back. "They're in bottles. You can just pick them up your stuff and you're fine."

She stood up and looked at her sister as she crossed her arms. "I don't know what your problem is. If you just showered we wouldn't have to come to this. And all of those perfume bottles will at least help you where the showering failed." She tilted her head to the side as she smirked a bit. "You can thank me later."

[Natasha Lannister]

If this was the wild Natasha would already have her teeth around Dakota's neck. She would have done that to anyone who dared mess with her sent. This wasn't the wild though, it was wilder.  She glared at Dakota as she spoke, trying her best not to lung at her apparent alpha. Yeah right. She'd rather be a omega again. "Don't be such a bitch then." she said glaring at her. "I'm not like you, that stuff messes with my head, even when in a bottle." she knew Chiron told her about her issues still, yet she didn't care. She was determined to make her life a living hell. 

"I do shower!" Okay, not as often as most people but it was more than enough for her. She didn't like water, it was annoying. It took was strange. "Get rid of them" she growled at her, before walking over to her bed and grabbing one of the bottle "Or else I will. And more."

[Dakota King]

Dakota rolled her eyes as she looked at Natasha? "Don't be such a bitch?" she laughed shortly before she narrowed her eyes. "Then walk around smelling like a trash can. You reek and you know it, but yet you never do anything about it. I highly doubt you shower." She readjusted her crossed arms as she pushed past her sister into the main room of the cabin.

She stood in front of Natasha's bed as she raised her eyebrows. "Wow, Gnat, wow..." she muttered as she used her nickname for her annoying sister. "You need to stop being such a drama queen. I know it's our cabin reputation, but you're overdoing." She grabbed a singular bottle of perfume off the bed and tossed it into the trashcan. "Better, gnat?"

[Natasha Lannister]

Everything about Dakota made Natasha go animal inside. "I do shower I'm just not a priss and showing in fake flower crap" she glared at her sister as she took a bottle and threw it away. Dakota had a way to make everything look like her fault. Her fault that she  had no idea how to be a human being. Like it was her fault her wolf scent followed her when her five year prison was lifted.  

Her temper was rising as her sister spoke and in her head, her revenge was playing out simply and surely. Dakota will wished she had never made a enemy out of Natasha. She may not remember who she was, but the old Natasha still lives inside parts of her and one thing was sure. She knew the warfare now. She wasn't going to take her sisters crap and like hell would she take her names and her cocky attitude. A pure evil smirk played across Tasha's face, her lions heart full of pride. "Much better." she said taking one of the smell bombs and picking it up, her nose growing use to the poisonous smell. Oh hell was about to become a real place. "I'll keep this one. The rest are yours, who knows what use youll have for them." she said, tossing the bottle like a base ball, before walking towards the door. She turned around for a moment to her sister.  Her eyes shift colors at her before she turned and left, still tossing the small bottle. Time to watch the kingdom crumble