Where the dogs of society howl
ARMADA PACK MEETING
Sirius
High Councilor
Master Fighter (240)
Master Hunter (275)
Bloodletter
age
11 Years
11 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
51
51
player
Seadragoness
Seadragoness
01-02-2020, 08:52 PM
Marshal came, heralding news of the volcano. The morning has risen, clear and crisp and bright. The wings of his bird companion had been black on an ocean of blue behind him. He could feel the change of season in the wind, and a slow smile spread across his lips. He nudged Zee, who slept beside him - a privilege he was still adjusting to - to awaken her. He looked down at his wife with an unmatchable fondness, eyes drifting to the light bulge in her belly. All his dreams were coming true. He kissed the skin above her stomach as he waited for to awaken, and when her snapped upon him, he grinned. “The ash has cleared, today we move the pack, Zee” This home had always been temporary, and he had packed lightly in this land. Most of what he had built already lay in the Plains they would be moving to. The carts Io had build were already in the Oasis, stored for this very day. He knew the move for the Armada would be an easy one. It was the Ashen wolves, more greatly settled in, that would likely take more moving. And, no doubt, Sirius was going to have a fight on his hands when he told Zee she was riding shotgun in the cars not walking with his unborn babies. With Zee beside him, the two Alphas made their way to the Oasis, finding a spot big enough to house their small pack, as Sirius nudged Zee, tilting his head upwards, and waiting for her to follow before he raised his voice, so that they might entwine together as they called for the wolves that they had made their own. |
