I've Gotta Kill Two People Again

Thick gray clouds hung in the sky as Karabela began her climb up Fenrir's Maw. She'd been traveling lands to the south and exploring the hunting in the Redbud Nook and scouting out it's boundaries. It was her desire to claim the land at some point though as of yet the pack was too small to be able to effectively patrol such a land though the good hunting would be easier on her budding pack. They were still getting used to the rocky and dangerous terrain and winter was fast approaching. A cool breeze blew through and she sighed. How the hell was it autumn already? Time was moving faster than she could keep up.

Sure-footed and quick Karabela continued her climb, pausing for a moment to lap at one of the small streams that wound it's way down the mountain from last nights rain. Soon everything would start to freeze. She hoped that she could find enough quick moving streams that her pack would have good sources of fresh water. Raba enjoyed the mineral taste of the streams here and she licked her lips for a moment. Time to get going. There was so much to do and only so much time in the day. If she worked hard in her evaluation of the territories she could perhaps claim a lowland territory by winter.

Karabela turned the corner of a particularly sharp path when she caught the sound of a howl at her border. Oh? A potential member? She certainly hoped so. They needed to continue to grow their numbers in order for the pack to grow in strength. Of course, that didn't mean she'd accept just anyone. She had a particular set of criteria now and reason to be selective. As she neared the source of the call she caught a familiar scent in the wind though she was unable to place it. It wasn't until she neared the young male that she recognized him from the victory feast after the siege. He was impossible to forget with his unique markings, gorgeous eyes and saber-fangs. She also remembered that he addressed Valentine as his father and his mother was Cascade. She ached a little for the fall of Imperium. When she'd learned the news she'd been stunned into silence and disbelief that such a thing could happen and she wondered how everyone was getting along.

Well, she could say one thing for the boy, he'd certainly grown well into his frame. "You rang? Hello there, it's good to see you're well though I'm afraid I don't remember your name. I'm Karabela Thyre, Chieftan of Ivory Ridge." She debating asking more about his family and how they were doing as well but she didn't want to overwhelm him with questions. "How's the fox terrorizing going?"


"Speech"