A new Empire

[Introductory thread for Judas, Ellery & Ramiel. Seeking to accomplish the seasonal prompt- Navigation. Word count: 528.]

The Archers came, ready to roam and plunder, to stir up something new and explore what the Mother Moon had newly handed them. A new land and with time and seeing how very different these lands were, it would seem like a whole new world for the Archer brothers. Further and further the reaches of the brothers' travels stretched, alas this time with the Amazon in tow. Judas and Ramiel would have certainly rather go off on this little mission to their own selves though Judas had only expected the Amazon had been made to come in order to keep the brothers in check. Despite her being younger, Ellery was far more responsible and prompt and when it came to her mother's will, did her best at her work. If they had any chance at all in rounding up and bringing back those that had wandered off, Nineva knew best to bring along someone who would make sure not to dilly-dally.

One would wander why the men would have been chosen to do a task, granted their (mostly so Judas) flighty, lazy and pompous nature. Simply the brothers Archer had traveled by far and time and time again, with a certain ascent of navigation that would ensure they would not be lost by those who counted on them. They would make it back one way or another, eventually...

So alas they strode, having woken early that morning and came to here by afternoon. The air was still as chilled and crisp even as the sun rose high in the sky. A clear day, a good autumn day. While the worry of winter to come and finding the pups quickly was a thought, Judas felt this autumn season thus far was not so bitter, so cold. Maybe this winter would not be so harsh after all, especially in this land, it seemed. Boreas outstretched before them, the scent of wolves heavy in the area. Unknowingly, three packs lie around them in territories not far off. There was a good chance the pups would have been distracted by this, could have settled there to expand their knowledge of other packs in lands beyond the Devilsbite Dell. Yet the woods directly ahead was at the forefront of Judas thoughts and he pauses, jutting his muzzle forward to his comrades, a smile on his inky mug.

"Well will ya look at that." The willows brought out a memory of a land far, far from here, tugging at him with nostalgia that stilled him as he drank in the view of the lands around him. It was a quaint little grove, with plenty of little creeks and streams slowly moving throughout suggesting a larger source of water beyond. The willows hung bold, large, their branches stretching down to the grasses below to make veils of little curtains to hide from under. The majority of the trees were yellow, vibrant whilst a few were a mix of green and darker golden.

The black Archer takes a few paces closer, standing to a small stream and drinking, the water cold and refreshing. He laughs a bit, tail saying behind him. "Just like old times, hu?"