Since the sudden change in Seracia's leadership he had yet to speak to the new alpha, and he figured now would be a good time, especially since his loyalties were wavering. He liked to believe he would stay in Seracia forever, but with his family members gone, and with his second cousin leaving the pack too, what was left here for him? His family had been the whole reason why he had come to Alacritis and joined Seracia. Now that they were gone, he was starting to see no reason in staying. Besides, he barley interacted with the members anyways, since the pack was generally healthy most of the time. Occasionally he would assist in births, but now that only tier one and two could breed litters weren't being born- what was he to do? He was restless, he was bored, and Twig and Chrysanthe were always his preferred distractions. Twig was a rouge, and Chrysanthe always tempted him to join Valhalla. He was five years old, had no mate, no family, and needed to get his life going before it was too late. Time was running out for the healer. He would throw his head back, lips creasing as he called for lady Destruction. He had a lot on his mind, but before he would make any permanent decisions, he would speak to her first. Besides, maybe she needed him to stay, after all, he seemed to be the most capable healer in Seracia. He would fall back onto his haunches before the mouth of his den, toungue rolling within his mouth as he chewed on a fresh bud from one of his plants. He sighed happily, stress rolling off him in waves as he waited for her to arrive, his medication taking effect. "Speech"

ooc; permission from ais to pop in to spree this

Loccian wasn't really one for change, the lands around her she could understand, but the people within the kingdom... The woman would give a heavy sigh as she pulled her head away from the lake's surface, havinh left her den to grab a drink. She had noticed recently that Maverick and Epiphron had been out of sight, their scents beginning to fade, along with their children. Did she really make the place that uncomfortable that they needed to get out of here? She didn't mean to do sucha thing and had been trying to keep the Kingdom as Gerhardt had it, just changed ranks so skills could be identified, put a lock down so her members would be safe, dismissed members that held no loyalty to the pack and put others before it which was against an obvious law told to each wolf... Luckily a call would break the ill woann's thoughts, sounding familiar, a amle... Themisto, another one of the members who were barely around. The woman would give a small shake of ehr head before turning away from the lake, paws carrying her in the direction his howl came from. "Themisto." A small dip of her head would be given to the man, attempting to put on a small smile for him. She had grown much thinner since the last time she spoke to somebody while ill, and it was probably due to te absence of ehr mate, Gerhardt. Ribs protruding from her sides, fur dull, face thin, body overall sickly. "normal. talk. think. you"

He had called for Destruction, but Loccian would be the one who came to his call. She would approach him slowly, and immediately his gaze would roll over her infected body. She was very sick, that much was obvious, and the sight of her bones brought a frown to his lips. Though she was an admirable healer and surly knew her illnesses, he couldn't help but have the desire to tend to her. He hated seeing one of his pack mates in pain, especially a former alpha. His mind would momentarily wander as he questioned where Gerhardt may be if Loccian was still here. "Miss Loccian." He would greet her, his head bowing as he addressed her the way he would should she still be queen. "I called for Miss Destruction, but I suppose it would be best to speak with you about the matter." He would continue, trying to make this as painless as possible on them both. He would pause though, giving her enough time to properly respond before he would completely spill his intentions. Audits would fall forward, his tail wiggling impatiently behind him as this moment seemed to drag by. "Speech"

OOC: omg worst spree post with themy ever lmao

The woman couldn't help but smirk as the man bowed to her like he did back when she was Queen, but now, there really was no need for it. An ear would flick to the side, coming to a stop before the man, her tail giving a sweep before hanging limp behind her. Head would give a slight tilt when he spoke of calling for Destruction, she kind of figured that but she had been nearby and was still of a high rank in the Kingdom so she saw no harm in stepping forward to assist the man. He thought it would be best to speak to her about the ?matter? which would instantly make the woman curious. What kind of matter did he need to talk about? I'm all ears.? She would speak softly, backlegs folding to bring her into a sitting position. She would listen to what he had to say, then pass it onto Destruction. "normal. talk. think. you"

A smirk would play across the queens lips, and he would wonder why. Of course he was going to treat her with respect, she should have expected that much. When she would fall onto her haunches he would do the same, and he would clear his throat thoroughly before speaking. "Well, to put it simply, I wish to take a temporary leave from Seracia." There were so many other things he could say, and he could go on and on with an explanation, but if she truly wished to know these things she would ask, so he would leave her with that. Anxiously he would seem to lean forward, his audits perked forward as he waited for a response. A few members had taken temporary and permanent leaves as well, so hopefully the queen would understand why he wanted to leave too. He wanted this to be as painless as possible. Speech,

emotional loccian... >.< age and illness is getting to her lol

What the man would say would bring a heavy sigh from the woman, a paw lifting from the ground to rub the side of her head. Another one. They were dropping like flies, and it was further confirming the thought she had been wondering earlier. Loccian was a poor leader, and was driving away members. She should have known, it wasn't in her blood to lead a pack. She couldn't protect them should a fight be at her paws, and she couldn't keep the members content and wanting to remain within the Kingdom... Eyes would slowly close, paw being set back on the ground while she took in a slow breath. ?I'd really appreciate you not lying.? She spoke gently, a hint of hurt in her tone. Eyes would reopen, looking off to the side. ?Your heart lays someplace else, just wish you wouldn't have pretended to wanna be here like others.? Gaze would harden as she looked back to Themisto, she recalled he was related to Gerhardt and his brother Gideon, but the man hardly seemed to be part of Seracia for some time now. She should have seen this coming. Just as quickly as she sat down the woman would push herself back up, clearing her throat before speaking. ?Go, I will inform Destruction.? Perhaps she should just gather her children and leave this place, not like anyone appreciated her anyway. She had always been an outcast in this place she had foolishly called home. "normal. talk. think. you"

His words would bring a heavy sigh to Loccian's lips, and when she would speak his audits would fall flat against his skull. What in the world was she talking about? Lying? Not wanting to be here? His lips would crease as he went to correct her, to say something to reassure her that this hopefully was not permanent, but she would speak again. She would inform Destruction, and perhaps that was the best way to handle this. Sure, he could sit here and give her further explanations but what use would it do? And she was sick, so surly this was the last thing she wished to be doing right now. He would swallow hard to clear his throat and he would nod, thanking her for passing this information on. As he gazed upon her stricken features the guilt within him would amplify, and would almost become unbarable. He would turn his gaze away from hers, a somber frown enveloping his usually cheerful features. "Thank you, Loccian. If Seracia ever needs me I will be stationed in Valhalla until I decide to return home. Once again, I hope this is only temporary- should you allow me back in the future, that is." He would conclude their meeting with that statement, and he would begin to turn away from the beta. He would aim to exit, making his way toward his den so that he could pack his things and begin his journey to Valhalla. Of course his main goal was to take a few saplings of his precious herbs, since he most likely wouldn't be openly allowed in Seracia anymore. -ATTEMPTED EXIT- "Speech"

Loccian would listen to each word that left the man's mouth, but she couldn't help but feel annoyed by this information. Themisto would inform her that he would be remaining in Valhalla, till he returned, and that he hoped it would be temporary. She would give a small nod of her head upon the being allowed to return. And with that he would turn to leave, and so would she. A few coughs would rack her body as she turned away, taking a moment to catch her breath before moving on. The woman had some things to think about, ones that would most likely change her and her family's future. -exit loccian- "normal. talk. think. you"