open enrollment - pack meeting, land change, new ranks
Fertile
12-05-2021, 11:20 AM
(This post was last modified: 12-05-2021, 11:20 AM by Theory. Edited 1 time in total.)
The disease that had plagued the land had stolen so much from her. When the endless darkness finally parted and the sun shone anew, stripping the sickness away from the land much more quickly than it had ever arrived... it had felt like a cruel joke. She was well again, but Rhyme had perished. Thalia had left - or rather, been banished. By her own making. Theory felt rubbed raw by all of the change. She had chosen to sequester herself for the last few days, requesting that Corvus and Poem take up a temporary cooperative team to take care of the other wolves who were recovering. She needed time to think. When the answer finally came, she almost chuckled. It had staring at her all this time, disguised as something else. What had she cared about so fiercely for all this time? The children. Their future. That they would enter this world on the other side of adolescence as well-rounded young adults, prepared to take on anything that life might throw at them. To give them every opportunity that she had been denied when she was thrust into leadership at such a young age. To give them what every young creature needed: time to grow. Time to learn. Once the ooze had dried and she had taken a bracingly cold dip in the shallows of the rapids to clean herself as best as she could, Theory spent some time by the gravesites of her family. A few had freshly overturned soil. They were the most painful to look at. After a moment, she took a deep breath to center herself and called for the rest of the pack. They stood gathered before her, some battered and worse for wear. There was a curtain of uncertainty that was thrown over them all - and could she blame them? It was partially her fault. She had been terribly sick, unavailable, and the worst crime of all - unreliable. Never again, if she could help it. "I have called you all here to introduce my dream for Abaven going forward. You are free, as you always are, to join me in making this a reality, or you have my blessing to leave and seek your own fortune," Theory smiled, trying to exude an aura of confidence that she hadn't yet earned back after her sickness. But she needed to recapture it. It would be utterly necessary for the next step. "We have always been a place for families to grow and thrive. My dream is for Abaven to open its doors completely and become an institution for all of the children of Boreas. I want to reorganize our ranks so that we can best serve the young, the disadvantaged, or anyone who wishes to better themselves. We would turn away no one, and in turn, it is my hope that we would become a place of neutrality and a beacon of knowledge for all. We will retain Monument Rapids and the Thicket, but we will trade Serpent Plains for the nearby Crystallum Cliffs. With help from our allies, we can excavate a warren of dens and classrooms to create living quarters for all." She took a deep breath, then explained how she had reimagined their ranks, along with some new rules that she hoped to institute. Theory tried to gauge a reaction, but it was difficult to tell. Now it was time to turn it over to the pack and hear them out. Theo hoped most would join her, but so many had already come and gone. This change would be orchestrated with or without the ones she loved; after all, Rhyme no longer looked back at her from the crowd. Thalia was gone. Shaye was long buried. In her heart, she knew this was her calling. "That's what I've gathered you here for. Does anyone have any questions?" |
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