PLAYING DRUMS WITH A BLEACHED BONE

*Alena* · (This post was last modified: 07-02-2013, 11:43 AM by Alena.)

The winds of change had not gone unnoticed by the pale hued fea. There had been whispers among her fellow loners that one of the nearby packs had been challenged for and won. Not that any of this particularly mattered to her, but she wasn't above partaking in the local gossip. She stalked her way through the lands, quietly padding across the forest floor while her violet eyes took in the world around her. Suddenly the silence was broken by a howl piercing the air. Her ears twitched at the sound and she lifted her head in the direction from which it came. If she was a betting wolf, and at times she was, she would bet that howl was a call from the new leader of the rumored pack. Now, she had never been one for packs. They usually frowned on her line of "work". But then again, it was hard to find work when there was no one to give it to you. Her shoulders rolled in a shrug and she set off in a slow trot toward the call. At the very least the trip was worth the gossip she could gather.

Alena slowed to a halt just at the edge of the clearing, hiding herself in the shadows and assessing the small company that had already gathered. She was the fourth to answer the call, one being of similar coloring to herself and one a darker multi-hued wolf with two-toned eyes. She assumed by her place in the group that the third wolf, with dark colored fur and blue-silver eyes, was the new Alpha of this pack. Deciding that it was worth hearing the new wolf out at least, Alena stepped out of the shadows and padded over to the little band, her naturally graceful gate making her paw steps almost silent. She stopped and sat down in one smooth motion, her tail curling over her paws. She gave a silent nod to the new leader and waited for her to state her case.

"Speech."

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