Messengers

*Obsidian* · 10-01-2013, 04:31 PM

Obsidian

Hooves drummed in a quit two beat pattern as the inky form made it?s way across the landscape. Tireless, steadfast, determined, she led the trip toward the abandoned farmland with her fellow pack brother, carrying a message. Obsidian kept running the message through her mind, over and over. "Obsidian, Sephiroth, the two of you will go to Seracia. Tell them of Glaciem, that they have taken Gideon and tried to take Liberty. Tell them of the war - warn them to steer clear of the pack if they can. The further off of their radar they remain the better. My one request, is that should war arise in the near future, that they will take any mothers and children temporarily under their wing."

After Chrysanthe had said that, she had risen Syrinx to Second Alpha status. And Syrinx had practically declared war. Her ears pinned in annoyance. After Chrysanthe had won her place at their head, no she was putting the very wolf no one much trusted in a place of power. Her tail flicked as she slowed to a walk, head lowering to the ground. Nostrils flaring, she took in the multiple scents of wolves, including all those she?d encountered at the wedding. Epiphron was there, and her mate. Her head lifted. ?I?ll let you call, I?m not sure how they?d react to a call from me. Epiphron might know it, but that?s all.? She nodded to her fellow messenger, allowing him to do the honors.

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