ooc:; As per isar's orders, all broods and hunters are to participate. You have until February 3rd to post. Unless you've posted in the absence thread. Thus you risk demotion, or whatever Isar see's fit. Lova will be reporting those who don't show up. The herd had been located, fuzzy lumps of fur who had found their place here since the storms ended. A perfect time to hold a pack hunt, to feed, to bond all the same. The russian lady would lead it of course because it was important. She loved getting to know others as well anyway, even if they grew to hate her. Lova the loyal dog of Glaciem a dame raised her head in a howl to summon the hunters and broods towards her. Gray fur blending in with the white snow along with her white fur with that. Her black tail wouldn't blend in but the woman had been born of the north. She had hunted large game in a pack before, and she would obviously do it again. Lowering her head she carried herself with dignity. They would sense fear, if she were to have any, in which she didn't. With them downwind, it was easy to scent the prey the herd of caribou that was their target. It would feed the youths, the kings, the queens. Mainly their king and his children. As was their job, Lova also saw it as an opportunity to see those she had not met yet of the pack. Seeing as she was a dame she could not neglect them and abuse the position. She had seen her worth in the war, victory was sweet, as she would continue getting stronger. And she would support her pack to the end. Speech,

"She's an atomic bomb"


The woman heard the call of the dame. Six smirked, a hunt. She had to participate. She was going to be promoted, there wasn't a doubt. Though, she could not do much since her lungs were shot. They were horrible. With each movement she felt a sting from her chest. But, she knew her limits. The woman could help in her own way. Six was a warrior, a brute, a behemoth. She would never give up because of some random injury. Six was not weak. She would never be weak.

Six saw the woman, she prowled over to the lighter colored femme with silent paws. The behemoth smirked softly, holding back a cough. Those purple orbs slipped to the caribou down the way, she could barely make them out. The beast looked back to the other lady and rolled her shoulders. "I can go down there and help with the take down, I am not a runner due to a recent injury." Six was honest but her voice was quiet. One could hear the rasp from her sore throat. The ash had done a toll on her, but she was more worried about Ky then herself. The pup had been caught in the storm like herself and he had inhaled a horrible amount of hot ash like herself. The woman had developed an eye for the pup from that day, she felt as if it was her duty to keep him safe. Though, Six would never over step the mother pup boundaries that Sendoa had earned.

The charcoal siren would drag her feet within the lush snow as she slowly, but surly, made her way toward the gathering hunt. Lova, the dame she had challenged, was calling the hunters together for a hunt. A smirk pulled her lips back, a bemused chuckle slipping from cracked lips. It amused her how she had been the one hunting and maintaining the food supply within Glaciem, and Lova was the bitch Isardis had chosen to lead the hunts? Inner organs would coil bitterly beneath silken armor as the realization played over and over within the young gals mind. No matter how hard she worked she had not gone anywhere within the cherry king's ranks. Would she ever rise above the rest? Or would she be forced to abandon Glaciem all together in order to achieve greatness? By the time she had arrived she was so consumed in her thoughts that she barley cast the dolls a glance before gazing down at the heard below them. She had nothing to say, at least not yet. Speech,

The peppered woman had already been out and about when Lova's call rang through the air. A small growl escaped her, she hated being summoned at everyone's whim. The only one that didn't bother here was the king himself, everyone else could go to hell for all she cared. Yet she still found herself trotting up to the woman who had sent out the call. Liberty she knew...or rather had seen before as she two was originally from Valhalla. It was the other, injured she-wolf that she hadn't known the name of yet recognized her from the last pack meeting. Lova she had known only because she was a dame. She would nod to Lova and lower herself onto her haunches. Her tail would curl around her and her dual colored eyes would watch the dame as she waited to hear what she had to say. As far as she was concerned her breath would simply be wasted. Speech,Thought

Esperanza met among the other broods and hunters. Her emerald optics scanned the harem for any signs of week prey. She met among them and waited for what she was supposed to do. While she was alone, she was used to hunting prey by herself, even though it was smaller mammals. She, also, practiced in taking down larger prey, doing it quite a few times. "I could help with the take down," Esperanza spoke among the pack members. Since she was not sort of new, she would like to help the pack in any way she could. Her emerald eyes looked out among the pack members to see who would talk to her first. The sound of snorting and kicking from the harem kept on keeping the femme on her paws. Her tail swayed happily as she waited for the order for what they wished for her to do to take one of the beasts down.

As soon as the call rang out Drashiel sprang into action, heading straight for the source. A hunt? He knew it was primarily for the hunters and broods but he was still in a formative stage and trying to decide whether he wanted to be a hunter or a fighter. Drashiel was also nearing his 8th month of life and it was about time for him to participate in a hunt. Or at least he felt that way. He'd observed and learned from Roamer, Impra, Eulari and the rest of that group earlier in the season and was ready to put what he learned to the test. He came upon the group of wolves that would be participating in the hunt thus far. Dipping his head in greeting to Lova he spoke. "Morning, Lova. May I join you? I've attended previous hunts as a spectator and I feel I'm old enough to participate." His role would most likely be supportive but Drashiel was fine with that. He was just ready to make the next step.

Lova watched as they gathered. Giving her nods of greeting as they did, of course she was slightly sad with the amount that had shown up, but she expected as much since of the storm. The ones absent were probably injured, but she would be checking to make sure which really were and which were not. "That's fine, I'd assume those who aren't here are too injured to participate. Six right? Don't feel compelled to participate if you are hurt, but at least helping would be commendable." She gave her thanks to the woman as she then pulled herself up to the others. There were few, but enough to put in a good kill at least. The dame smiled sweetly at them, specially to liberty, whom she had grown to respect and become interested in after their little spar. Although it hadn't really come out with a winner, but she wanted to speak to possibly isar about moving the girl up the ranks even a bit. "Thank you all for coming, my name is Lova if you don't know from the meeting. I think I know your names I apologize if they have slipped my mind. Anywho, there's luckily a herd of caribou upwide from us. We're to work together to bring in a good kill for the pack. Six, Pepper and Esperanza will be separating their chosen target from the group. While I, Liberty and Drashiel will be taking it down. We'll take more if you are up to it, does everyone understand?" Lova waited for them to respond. Before giving them a nod to those who were chosing the target. For them to go ahead and the others to follow. Even if she was the leader, teamwork was key within this. HEr tail flicked. Speech,

"She's an atomic bomb"


The chaos that was Six had the taste of fresh flesh within her mouth already. She anticipated a nice meal. Though, the woman feared what may happen if her lungs decided to freak out. The woman listened to Lova quietly as the others piled in. Even a youngling decided to show, Six sort of hoped she would not be stuck with mentoring. Not after the crazy week she had. As Lova decided where everyone would go the brood took charge. She motioned for the respected ladies to follow the two toned bitch that was Six. She trotted softly away, hoping they would follow. The purple eyed girl continued on as her eyes feasted upon a herd of caribou. She licked those inky lips, searching for maybe an injured one or one that was separated from the herd. She searched and searched before the girl found her target. A slightly smaller, probably a teenager, caribou that was a bit away from the larger herd. Six looked to the two girls before letting forth gentle vocals, "I say we take down that one. Maybe one of you can scare away the herd and me and the other can chase the straggler in the opposite direction, towards the other group?" Six was always a leader and in that moment it showed. She would wait for the other girls to give their objections or agree.

The charcoal nymph would remain where she was, and as others arrived she would barley cast a glance toward them. Long lashes batted slowly as she scanned the horizon, figures of caribou dancing along the tree line causing her mouth to water. Lengthy toungue would slide across ebony lips, and as Lova began to speak she would swing her head toward the dame with audits perked forward. A sly smile would play across sharp features, a glimpse of sharp daggers visible. So, she would be assisting in the take down eh? She enjoyed getting her maw stained with blood. "As you wish." She would respond to her Dame, lyrics drenched in satisfaction and desire. Being around so many females was beginning to open new horizons for Liberty. Perhaps males weren't the only desirable sex after all? She would turn her gaze away from Lova and hungrily cast it toward the other ladies bounding off to initiate the hunt. All she could do now was wait. Speech,

The last to arrive were Esperanza and one of Isardis' sons, Drashiel. Shortly after the two showed themselves Lova began barking orders. She, Six, and Esperanza were to separate a decent sized caribou after it was on its own they were to leave the best part to Lova, Drashiel and Pepper's fellow Vallhallan traitor, Liberty. Six was the first to agree and the first to move away from the group. Pepper reluctantly followed, refraining from arguing. As the two walked away Liberty piped in her agreement. It wasn't long and the heard was within sight. Immediately Pepper began looking for her choice...but Six found hers first. Sapphire and crimson orbs moved to look at the young caribou that Six had single out. Not one pepper would have chosen, but she wasn't willing to argue with the onyx and ivory girl. She would simply track the heard down and pick out her choice on her own time. "Ill scare off the heard...saves me time tracking them after we return the young one to Isardis' whores." Pepper didn't bother to stay next to Six long enough to hear any objecitons...she simply moved into a good position to separate the young caribou from its heard. Speech,Thought