Qanik

in defense of the innocent

Qanik was worried.

The political situation outside Tortuga was unstable, and Tortuga was not as united as it must be. They were not a family, merely a collection of individuals living in the same lands and that was not acceptable. With Roman pregnant and their newly promoted ranking wolves strangely scarce Qanik would take it upon herself to do something about it. She was, after all, an alpha.

Padding her way into the lake region where there was more open space than their other lands, the white elder sent out a call for the pack to join her there for training. Everyone was welcome, but if those who professed to be fighters - and hunters too, for this training would benefit them in their different form of battle almost as much as it did the fighters - did not appear, she was not inclined to be forgiving of it. A strange shifting moodiness was directing her these days, and she could not speak for what would happen if someone didn't show up or deliberately slacked on their training.

She paced restlessly as she waited, so different from her usual calm demeanor.




OOC: Same as Ebony... This is going to be a very fast thread - a deadline of three days for initial posts (due 2:00 PM on Thursday July 24st) and then once paired off three days to start the spars. If you miss a deadline there will be IC consequences. Once the spars start the defaults will apply and again there will be IC consequences for slacking off.

cowardice is the only sin

She would be in her pack lands again, her home. She knew her Queen Roman was to have pups soon, and Misha would have to be there to help with the newly added young to Tortuga. She remembered that in the pack meeting Qanik had been called off as Alphess of the Tortuga pack, mostly to take stress off of the pregnant Roman. She would hear a call in the distance, perking up her ears as she did so. Her legs quickly carried her to the giver of the call. It was her alpha- Qanik. "Qanik, milady," Misha would say in greeting as she noticed she was the first to appear. "Are you doing all right?" She would ask in a soft tone, melodic chords laced with worryment as she saw Qanik pacing- unlike her usual calm demeanor, she seemed tense. The brown woman would seat herself across from where Qanik was pacing, waiting for a reply from the white lady.

Elli had been careful to make sure to not miss pack things and so when there was a call out she was to respond. She rushed to the scene as curiosity struck her. What would they be doing today? She had just recently finished her own full recovery from the flu-like sickness just days prior. Although she had request the rank of Curi, or healer, she still held the idea that she would do everything equally. Just because she was a healer did not mean that she shouldn't fight for the pack and it didn't mean she shouldn't hunt for the pack either. She was eager to learn about whatever they might discuss. She arrived to find Misha and Qanik present. She sat down on her rump and waited.

A call rang across the lands, a sound so very familiar to russet marked audits, that he immediately gave a small smile, trekking toward the source of the call. Honey gaze would search the white terrain for the icy tempest, as he would approach, sensing a fight training in the making. With his arrival, his sight was greeted by two tempests whose pelts were familiar: Misha and Elli. Misha seemingly had become more aware of herself, and defiantly more active within the pack. A dip of his head of respect would be given to the icy queen, honey gaze glimmering. His voice would sound, possibly the first spoken. "I will take note of your methods of training, for when I host my own session." His inky lips would then become sealed tight, as he would give a small whisper. "Could I perhaps spar with you?" "Speech"

Sunlight failed but only for a while

In the moonlight pale someone made me smile

Gossamir trotted lazily back into the borders with a mouth full of lamb's ear and lavender. It was time to build her stock pile while the spring time plants were growing ravenously across the lands of Alacritis. Slipping quietly into her store den she set things aside, shuffling and rearranging until a call ran out. Shuffling backwards she paused, ears flicking forward. That was definitely Qanik's call. It was tinted with just a tinge of worry and Gossamir leapt to her feet in a run.


She frowned a bit that she was late but she shrugged it off quickly better late than never. Setting aside her herbs she licked her mouth a moment before her eyes fixated on Qanik and she stared? eyes drawn suddenly to the femmes belly. It was subtle so at first Gossamir thought nothing of it but there was a shift in Qanik's scent. Was she? PREGNANT?! Gossamir couldn't stop staring. There was no way. There was just no way?


"Uh... sorry I'm late. Qanik, can I erm... talk to you in private later?" She didn't want to bring it up in front of everyone but she was way to curious to just go about minding her own business.


"Speech"

The shining almost took me

but I made it through the night

Dayton was feeling a bit happier lately, what with the hopeful prospect of spring and a surprise visit from Pacifica... He was finally able to smile again and soak up the sunshine of each new day. He was optimistic again. So when the call met his ears, he was quick to respond. The boy hopped up and immediately ran off in the direction of the call. He knew the voice belonged to Qanik, but her tone sounded off somehow. Less patient. What she upset about something? Dayton told himself not to worry as he came onto the scene. They were meeting by the lake, as they usually did. But something still didn't feel right. Dayton forced himself to brush directly past Misha, his shoulder accidentally bumping hers. Not wanting to be rude, he spoke to her for the first time in ages. His smile didn't even waver. "Excuse me, miss." His apology was brief, and he quickly turned his eyes away after it had been delivered. The russet man came to sit near Qanik, concern lining his face. He vowed to himself that his activity would improve, and he would do whatever it took to ease the stress from her shoulders. Those blue eyes should not hold such a burden. He gave his alpha a weak smile. "I'm sorry for my tardiness, Miss Qanik. Is everything alright?" Walk."Talk."Think.

Chrono is no longer in Tortuga so you can just ignore his post here

The male had been about the lands of Tortuga, he spent most of his time in the Red Forest with his mate, Esperanza. But sometimes he would prowl the lands in an attempt to find food. Esper was well with fishing, and both had a knack for hunting so either one easily came back with dinner. When a call came to his ears, Chrono recognized the tone of calling for the pack. Though he was not familiar with the voice except for the fact that it was female. He took immediate action, but slowly tugged his way to Kennocha Lake. A few others had arrived, of course he had seen most at the pack meeting but he only knew of August and Misha. August was with Roman at the time of his approval, but he hadn't met up with him since then. But he was well acquainted with Misha, they had met a few times in-pack-territory. He would come to stand beside the brown fae, giving her an eye and a smile with the wag of his tail to say hello. But he would look to Qanik next, know she was secondary queen but nothing else. "Pleasure to meet you, Queen Qanik." He would tip his chin gently, eyes coming up and only scanning the area behind her majesty, Esper should be here soon. Walk "Talk" Think

He had neglected his duties, and there was, really, no excuse for that. But he had been so distracted by reuniting with Haruka, in making sure she was okay and she understood that he was not upset with her that he had pushed the pack to the wayside. But no longer... He had duties to fulfill and hoped, with Qanik?s permission, he might make an announcement of an upcoming hunt at this meeting. With spring, and new lives on the way, the pack needed meat, and he would ensure that got on task. A pack could not function properly without fresh meat after all.

Ritsuka would arrive, tipping his head towards Qanik. ?Qanik, good to see you. If I may I?d like to speak with you later on.? He would leave Roman be for now... Her children were a duty that was a high priority. Pups were the future of a pack after all. He would glance to Gossamir, and then around at some of the other friendly faces he knew. Misha, Elli, Dayton, August... Comrades indeed. Those that he needed to bond with more strongly.

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