[Pack claim]Can't break our spirit so easy

Silver island was relatively close. She'd heard about the downfall of Ashen. It was unfortunate that they hadn't been able to bounce back. The antlered woman knew that her father and the former king of Ashen were friends. She also knew that the man had been ill previously and that illness seemed to return. If you thought about it, dissolving the pack and joining another to protect ones family... it was a wise, albeit difficult choice.

Dusk hadn't initially planned on attending the claiming of the pack, but her paws had started moving in that direction so she went with it. Then her father's scent clung to the terrain and, before she knew it, she was there. So far, the gathering was small. Dusk had arrived just in time to hear a big, dark coated brute greet her father. The midnight woman came up beside Artorias and seated herself. Dusk's long, obsidian tail slithered across the earth with a dexterity unlike any other. Whisper was in its proper place, laying in wait.

Fire opal eyes scanned the faces of the crowd and landed upon Bellatrix. Dusk was surprised to see that the small girl was the one attempting to claim the remnants of Ashen. Still, she shot the multi-colored girl a reassuring smile before shifting back into her normal, stoic expression. Quietly, she continued to sit beside her father, the pair looking like two sentinels in their silent rigidity.

"Dusk Carpathius"