Do not go gentle into that good night - ABAVEN PACK MEETING

*Arpeggio* · (This post was last modified: 10-12-2018, 04:41 PM by Tealah.)

All through the Abraxas occupation, Peggy had secretly yearned to be like the fiery, prickly Caelestis, so when she leaned against Peggy's leg to accept the comfort of her presence, Arpeggio was startled and pleased. Corvus came up on the other side of to sit with her as well, and leaned over to ask her a question. Under other circumstances, Peggy might well have beamed. She'd always been a bit of a marshmallow towards younger wolves, and Corvus' sister had been the first Abaven wolf other than Sparrow that she'd met, so she was pleased that the yearling cousin had made any sort of overture. And speaking of Rhea, there she was, coming up to place her chin on Corvus' shoulder. "I'm not sure," Peggy returned in a whisper to match his. "But it can't possibly be any worse than it was with the Abraxas, can it? Things will be better, I promise." I'll make sure of it. She blew out a sigh, eyeing the three strangers, then twisting to sweep her gaze over the few familiar faces that remained. Just Cael, her three youngest cousins, and their mother, who seemed to be concerningly ill. Lark was gone, and both of Cael's parents - which might explain her state - and Kassander, and Sparrow. Only a remnant of Abaven clung stubbornly to their lives here.

Peggy firmed her jaw, straightened her shoulders and lifted her head high, staring defiantly at Shaye, rejecting the pity she saw in the stranger's eyes. We're still here, she thought fiercely towards the new alpha. We survived just fine before. Don't treat us like pups. You don't know us.

The new alpha introduced herself, trying to explain why she had taken control of the pack. Peggy studied her, trying to decide which one of her aunts or uncles this Shaye descended from. Chord? Rhythm? Motif? Not having met any of them to know by sight, Arpeggio couldn't be sure. She vaguely thought her mother might have spoken of this particular wolf but she wasn't quite certain. Harmony's stories had mostly featured her siblings when they were young and when Bass had first made his pack - she'd been nostalgic for those times, before she'd gotten sick, and she'd only made passing mention of the nieces and nephews that had been absent when she'd last been in Abaven.

Shaye spoke very shortly, and ended in a way that seemed to be dismissing them. "Now just hold on," Peggy protested, loud enough this time for the rest of the pack to hear as well. Arpeggio wasn't ready to be dismissed. She wasn't entirely satisfied with the meager and vague information they'd been given, and she didn't want to ask questions in private where no one else would get to hear the answer. "We aren't children, we don't need someone to come in and take care of us. We need someone who is going to actually lead us. Neither Sparrow or the Abraxas were interested in actually leading us. Sparrow mistook being social for leading and Archon wasn't even really interested in that much, he was just a placeholder for a brother who never even tried to interact with anyone except Archon and Sparrow." She sent Shaye a fierce, searching stare. "A whole year I was here and not once were we given any real direction. No training, no orders. Sparrow called a meeting once in a while for birthdays or to complain that we weren't doing anything for the pack but we were never actually given direction to act. I joined as a yearling and other than the healing training my mother gave me as a child I have never had training. I'd never even been part of a pack! So without actual leadership, what could we be expected to do?" The frustrated, bitter explosion of speech slowed, and she took a deep breath to settle herself before she continued.

"So since you say you're alpha now, what are you going to actually do to lead us? Not feed us or fight FOR us but to actually LEAD? What direction are you taking Abaven? Because that's something neither Sparrow or Archon was willing to share with us, and look where it got us. You haven't told us anything but your name."

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