Vocations

*Erani* · (This post was last modified: 02-26-2014, 02:01 PM by Erani.)

Erani

Erani padded through the territory, surveying what was Valhalla?s. Today was a relaxed, late summer day, sunny, but with a welcome view of thunderclouds far off on the horizon. They would bring rain, welcome nourishment to the starving, parched land. It would hold off, however, long after she was done with her business of the day. She had Four Epsilons, young wolves who needed a vocation. Out of the four, Tyr and Lyric were the eldest. Guinevere and Odette were yearlings.

As she meandered through the forested area of the territory, making her way toward her den, she considered the for young wolves. Odette, she knew, was showing promise as a fighter, and according to Surreal, the blood descendant of Gargoyle and Ocena, and adoptive daughter of Chrysanthe, showed interest in the other two vocations as well. That would fit in well with what Erani had in mind for the pack. Guinevere, too, showed promise. The daughter of Collision and Soleil. She wondered, absently, where Solaine had gone, as well as the girls? parents themselves. With Soleil missing, they were down an Eta, and a very good one as well. Without Collision, they were without a fine warrior.

Her mind wandered as she scaled a small hill, returning to her business. Lyric? It was so good to have her youngest child back home. It filled a portion of the emptiness that she?d been trying to ignore for ages. If Lyric had come back, maybe the rest would follow. As for Lyric?s skills, Erani would have to talk to her daughter and see what she knew after being gone for so long. To reconnect. She smiled. Tyr, who was also a new member, was the only male of the Epsilons. He was also crippled, a fact she would have to accept that she would be unable to heal this pain, only give him plants to ease the pain, and add to his appetite. The two year old male was painfully thin, and needed to get a great deal of food in him to fill him out and add a layer of protective fat over his frame. She had a feeling that he might be a good healer.

Her tail flicked as she came to a stop in the Meeting clearing, settling on her haunches at the base of the large flat boulder that was the seat of the high ranking wolves during meetings. Today, she was taking the casual route. Her head tilted back, sending out a summons to the four wolves she would be meeting with today. Tyr, Lyric, Odette and Guinevere. She let the summons draw out, then lowered her head, ears perking slightly as she waited for them to come.

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