Avalon

She had made her rounds across Sonticus territory, the femme seeing little to no sight of the pack members. Where were they all? It's like the pack was no more then a ghost town, she hadn't seen anyone since the meeting. How did the members expect to waltz into the pack, and not do anything? It confused her, though Arian seemed to be pretty lenient about it. And though it wasn't Avalon's place to judge those in the pack, she figured she'd bring it up to Arian next time she saw her. Or perhaps her mate, she had seen Cypress a couple of times already, mostly in gatherings, though she wanted to get to know him and hoped there wasn't any ill thoughts towards her at the same time. She walked along their borders, keeping an eye out for any who might come near. Her thoughts wandering towards the activity of the pack. She had thought about asking Kreft to show her how to spar, or perhaps even spar with him and see his own skills. But as it was, she saw little of the man. He seemed to keep to himself...most of the pack did.

Making his own rounds of the territory, trying to get to a feel for the lands, he saw no one from the pack. So far this was the least structured group he'd ever been a part of, and it was starting to gnaw at him. He craved order, but it was not to be found in Sonticus. Perhaps their Alphaess was in the process of making changes. Perhaps the others would come together soon. In the meantime, Xephyris desperately wanted to find his place in the pack, but he felt he couldn't if he didn't get to know a single soul first.

So it was with a thrill that he spotted a the dark form of a wolf in the pale distance. His pace increased as he set his sights on the wolf, and as he came closer he recognized the female as Avalon, who he had seen at the meeting but hadn't spoken to yet. He wasted no time in approaching her, his tail waving high above his back, his legs carrying him at an easy trot to come before her. His cold, silvery blue eyes met with her fiery gaze, his expression offering nothing as he was accustomed to suppressing all emotion. "Greetings... you must be Avalon," he began, his voice a low rumble, "I saw you at the meeting... you seem to know our President well. Have things in Sonticus always been so quiet?" He went silent then, awaiting some sort of response from the female, though he wasn't sure what he was going to get. These wolves were foreign to him yet, and only time would allow him to figure them out.

(This song is rated M for a few curse words) This pack as indeed a quiet one, if Amachi had known anything it was also irritating their lady as well. The most active members of the pack had been posted at the front, and with Arian starting a new family it was expected of them to pick up the pace. However, many members who hadn't picked up the pace before were remaining that way. That went to say, certain wolves would be finding themselves without a home soon. They needed these wolves to stick together and hold the reigns as a pack indefinitely. As her gray eyes smoothed over the male that had approached Avalon what he had said processed in her head. The behemoth would steady over to the group of wolves. Normally she would stay her respective distance, being much anti-social except she considered Avalon a friend. "The original wolves who started the pack are many among quiet. It's gotten on the presidents nerves as well, but if it's so quiet you should help do something about it." many of Amachi's duties were off pack grounds. Dirty work the others didn't want to do and didn't know of. She was also similar to a pack guard. Although with taking care of her new daughter the pack was growing and she had faith in it no doubt. "My name is Amachi, I'm a special forces wolf. Good morning Avalon." the lady would dip her head to the other. ""

Only seconds after he approached Avalon, they were approached by another. Amachi. He remembered seeing her impressive form at the meeting as well. His eyes narrowed as he watched her approach, her voice coming forth to speak in place of Avalon the moment she was close enough. Her words caused Xephyris to purse his lips, irritated but forcing his expression to remain as neutral as possible, curbing the urge to flash his teeth at her. Was she blaming him for the quietness he'd merely questioned? He remained silent as she introduced herself and her ranking as a special forces wolf.

The brute swallowed hard, trying to ignore how this wolf rubbed him the wrong way. "Greetings, Amachi," he said coolly, his voice evidently taut as he held his sharp temper, "I am Xephyris. Perhaps you would offer a suggestion as to where I might lend my paw in Sonticus... this pack is much different than where I was raised. I am accustomed to taking orders regularly, but have been given none since arriving here. Forgive me for feeling out of sorts..." He didn't know what to do with himself when his leader had no requests, and he didn't know anyone well enough to offer his cooperation in any endeavors. He hoped that if Amachi would nag him to do something about the quietness in Sonticus that she would at least offer further thoughts on this.

She turned to see another coming towards her, a male that she had seen at the meeting trying to make conversation with their healer. This had been the first time that another pack wolf had come to talk to her, not counting Amachi or Arian. She opened her mouth to speak and respond to him, but before she could Amachi had arrived and spoke before she could. She closed her mouth, looking from one to the other as they spoke back and forth. Sighing, she waited until they were done, one ear folding back at what Amachi had said, and then what the male had said. She knew the pack was quiet, everyone seemed to know that, yet she knew where the male was coming from too. That's how she was more or less, her home pack was that way. She was accustomed to listening to her father and her mother.

Clearing her throat to add in her own two scents, she greeted Amachi first with a dip of her head. "Good morning Amachi, it's nice to see you out here today." Her tail wagged at the sight of her new friend, and then her attention turned to the male. "You are correct. And I understand where you are coming from, my birth pack was similar in that manner." She glanced from one to the other, hoping that she wouldn't have to step in and interfere should a fight break out between the two others, though she would if she had to. "So you've noticed the pack has been quiet. That is good observation of you, Xephyris. And that is what I have come out to investigate today. I would like for our members to be more active before something...unfortunate happens. I wouldn't want our President to cast out those who deserve a place, and it seems you are interested in earning that place here." She chuckled a little, amber eyes bright for once in a long time. "I have a suggestion, perhaps we could go on a hunt? I don't know what kind of position you are looking for, but it would be a good chance to show one another our skills with a hunt first." She wouldn't be offended if they didn't want to, though this would be a good chance to bond with her pack mates and get to know them.

"Lately I can't recognize you, the doctors lied when they said they saved you." As she watched him, she soon realized that it had been a bad thing that she had said. Amachi's expression would change drastically. Her gray eyes would blink, and her jaw shut. As it held being slightly open before, her eyes seemed to hold a glossiness over them. The corners of tears she held back through the back of her thoughts. Anger made her cry but she refused to show that weakness at the moment. "Sorry, I'm not angry at you. It's most of the others." she whispered to him mildly. Hoping that he would accept the apology as she listened to Avalon speak. "I suppose we could, it'd be doing something." she pulled up her head a bit. Though attention turning to Xephyris. "What is your craft Xephyris sir?" Amachi hadn't known what he actually did yet and she was curious as to say herself. Amachi was a fighter, but she also in a retrospect could do a multitude of things. Probably why Arian had set her on the special forces. A born in rank as she had been told it would be. Amachi's children would be in high hopes of also being on the special forces. ""

Before Amachi could respond to him, Avalon's voice broke through the tense atmosphere, addressing them both without hostility. Xephyris let loose a breath he didn't know he was holding, and looked to Avalon as she spoke. Her words were of interest to him, and he perked curiously. So, she was trying to get to know her pack mates better as well, and in her own way was trying to help bring them together. He liked that. When he heard her say she wanted their pack to be more active before something unfortunate happened, his brow furrowed, wondering what she meant by that statement; his thoughts began to race with violent scenes, paralyzing him momentarily. Familiar faces with tortured expressions filled his vision; their eyes watching him helplessly as the life was stripped from them, while he could do nothing to save them... He shook his head, squeezing shut his eyes for a moment before casting his gaze upon Avalon, a determined look in his silver orbs.

"Yes, let's bring this pack closer!" he barked roughly, looking between the two ladies, his gaze then landing on Avalon, "We must become strong together. A hunt is surely a good place to start, to provide for the pack and learn to cooperate with one another." He nodded with certainty, his thought pattern clearly shifted from moments ago. Then his cold silver eyes would rest upon Amachi, hearing her soft whisper - such a delicate sound coming from such a massive form. Xephyris shook his head to her apology. "Nevermind that, it doesn't matter," he said, hoping she would understand that he was merely the touchy type, easily offended when he needn't be, "I have no rank yet, Amachi, but I hope to offer protection to this pack, in whatever form that may be. I'm not the fastest on my paws, so I'm not the best hunter... but I am always keenly aware of my surroundings and I keep an eye out for anything suspicious. I've also been trained in battle, and will fight to the death without fear if it is for my pack." That was all he could say for himself - he'd been trained, but he was still young and could do with more training and experience. He could always learn something from others. But regardless, he would always do his best. He hoped they could work together now and start doing something for the pack.

She listened to the pair as they talked, Amachi was on board with a hunt. Now for Xephyris' response. She listened with curiosity as Amachi had asked about his abilities, and he would respond with his enthusiasm and what he was best in. She could respect his attitude and the way he was more confident in his ability to fight, that was good. Sonticus needed more fighters, and it was a trait she wished she could be better at. As it stood, she wasn't entirely good at anything yet. But she would learn.

[b]"Great! Perhaps we should start by figuring out what we want to hunt, I scented a caribou trail not too long ago, we could start with that or find something else. It could be good practice for me too, I'm not great at anything I admit." She offered a rather embarrassed smile, admitting she wasn't good either wasn't probably the best thing, but having been deprived of learning when she was younger had the most fault. The only lesson she could remember in hunting was from her father, and she was but a child then.

Xephyris listened to Avalon speak, suggesting tracking down the caribou she had scented earlier. He cast his silver gaze between the two tall ladies, realizing that they probably had a good chance of taking down large prey. They'd just have to run a little harder than they were used to, but if they got the chance they could wrestle the beast down between them. "It will make for a generous meal," he said with a nod, "We just have to trap the animal... between the three of us it won't stand a chance when it comes down to a fight." He then glanced to Amachi - she was quiet, but she would join them, right? Her strength and size were a huge advantage. He looked back to Avalon.

"Lead the way, if you know where to find the scent," he said to Avalon, waiting for her to show them where she'd scented the beast earlier, "You and I can give chase if Amachi will take up position to intercept the caribou as it flees. Together we can fight it down to its death." He looked to the dire wolf again, awaiting the large woman's response. Would she agree to taking the most important role of intercepting the dangerous fleeing animal?