DJ Turn It Up [MEETING]
02-25-2016, 02:45 PM
Valentine seemed preoccupied by something, and though he lit up when he saw Rhythm he seemed distracted as the rest of the pack appeared, and Cas eyed him quizzically. He wasn't letting his infatuation with Rhythm interfere with being alpha was he? That didn't seem particularly... Valen-like, she decided, remembering back to his righteous fury when she'd turned her back on him in favor of Sol. No, that's something she'd expect from someone like Bass or one of the other alphas, but not Valen. It was probably just her own moodiness coloring everything, dragging her into a downward whiny spiral. She gave herself a mental shake and bit down hard on her wayward emotions. She was supposed to be Valen's partner, his second, not the whiny lead weight dragging him down. So what if he was distracted by Rhythm? He was alpha and that was his choice, though she was fairly certain it was just in her head anyway he still wouldn't have appreciated her interference if it was true. But wouldn't it be her duty as friend and second to let him know? But it was still all in her head.
Her thoughts chased themselves in ever more irritatingly depressing circles, and she let her head drop to her paws and just hoped Valen would start the meeting soon so she could get out of her head. What the hell was wrong with her? Nothing had felt right since Chaos' birth - no, before that. The last time she could remember feeling like herself was when she'd lured Valen off for an adventure on Sonticus' ship. Was she sick?
Finally Valen began to address the pack, and she lifted her head with an attentive look. Apprenticeships, which was to be expected. She'd trained Chaos over the last year, but there was still the young Sonticus pups who hadn't had any real training. He assigned her one - though she blinked at the name, so close to Daegmar. She couldn't remember one of Avalon's pups bearing that name? Maybe it was another of Valen's strays. She hadn't done as well as she'd hoped to with Ashmedai's training, in part because of his own moodiness about Rhythm's litter and in part because of the distraction Chaos brought, so it would be good to get a second chance in training someone. Valen also assigned the yearlings to mentors to guide them into becoming full members, assigning Chaos to Birna. Cas' eyes traveled to the taller warrior, and she grinned. Birna had actually kept watch while she and Valen were off making Chaos; how did she feel to be training him now? Old, probably, if she was anything like how Cas was feeling.
But she perked up again, and sat up when Valentine began to speak about raids. Oh yes. She grinned gleefully. "You know I'm always good for a fight," she needled him, anticipation brightening her. Suggestions flew from some of the other wolves, as well as harsh words, though she was far too distracted to take much note of it. "We could always raid Abaven," she suggested with patently false innocence. Who cared if Bass was Rhythm's brother? Supposedly she was an Imperium wolf, not Abaven, so maybe it was time that was enforced. "Bass has gotten pretty complacent about how friendly we are, it wouldn't hurt to put a little fear in him."
Her thoughts chased themselves in ever more irritatingly depressing circles, and she let her head drop to her paws and just hoped Valen would start the meeting soon so she could get out of her head. What the hell was wrong with her? Nothing had felt right since Chaos' birth - no, before that. The last time she could remember feeling like herself was when she'd lured Valen off for an adventure on Sonticus' ship. Was she sick?
Finally Valen began to address the pack, and she lifted her head with an attentive look. Apprenticeships, which was to be expected. She'd trained Chaos over the last year, but there was still the young Sonticus pups who hadn't had any real training. He assigned her one - though she blinked at the name, so close to Daegmar. She couldn't remember one of Avalon's pups bearing that name? Maybe it was another of Valen's strays. She hadn't done as well as she'd hoped to with Ashmedai's training, in part because of his own moodiness about Rhythm's litter and in part because of the distraction Chaos brought, so it would be good to get a second chance in training someone. Valen also assigned the yearlings to mentors to guide them into becoming full members, assigning Chaos to Birna. Cas' eyes traveled to the taller warrior, and she grinned. Birna had actually kept watch while she and Valen were off making Chaos; how did she feel to be training him now? Old, probably, if she was anything like how Cas was feeling.
But she perked up again, and sat up when Valentine began to speak about raids. Oh yes. She grinned gleefully. "You know I'm always good for a fight," she needled him, anticipation brightening her. Suggestions flew from some of the other wolves, as well as harsh words, though she was far too distracted to take much note of it. "We could always raid Abaven," she suggested with patently false innocence. Who cared if Bass was Rhythm's brother? Supposedly she was an Imperium wolf, not Abaven, so maybe it was time that was enforced. "Bass has gotten pretty complacent about how friendly we are, it wouldn't hurt to put a little fear in him."
