SCREAMING OUT LOUD

The first to arrive was Morphine, her Captain for however long she wished to have the position. Medusa would dip her head to the woman, a subtle display of respect for her angel. At Morphine?s words the serpent would chuckle. ?Interesting to say the least, but certainly not as interesting as you my dear,? she hummed, observing the members as they came to answer their Madame?s call. The first to arrive was Alena, a woman whom Medusa remembered from the meeting, who came forth with great ambition. ?I do not doubt you are a skilled Scout, my dear, but today we will see just how skilled. I admire your ambition, however. Feel free to call yourself a Scout now, instead of a Denizen,? she noted.
Next to come was the healer, Io, and the black-pelted girl named Taska who wished to try for hunting. The pack males would then come in, the last to answer the woman?s summons. Her eyes narrowed for a moment, knowing there were more, but not really caring if they had come. If they wished to advance further than Denizen, they would all have to start coming to her calls. ?I have called you all here today to see if we can get some organization in our ranks,? she announced. What better way to pull a pack together than by encouraging friendly competition? ?I do not know which ranks all of you wish to go for, but here are your respective tasks. All hunters will go and see what prey they can track down for our pack, and from the group I will select the Lieutenant. All scouts will come forth and tell my dear Morphine what it is they know about the lands of Alacritis. Warriors will have to spar, and as for the healers?? she paused, considering what she was about to do.

Bending her head to her left front leg, she bit into it rather savagely. Not enough to produce life-threatening bleeding, but enough so that medical attention was necessary. ?Heal me,? she ordered. ?Those who are interested may begin,? she announced, trying to seem strong despite the pain that pulsed along her leg.