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Dances of Celebration, Joining Of Two Hearts



Alsander

Loner

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9 Years
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Male
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04-04-2014, 05:29 AM
Alsander

Alsander sat beside his father and watched the wolves arrive to the meeting, giving his brother an affectionate shove to the shoulder as Caerul came to sit with them. ?Hello, Brother.? He greeted Caerul with a grin, mismatched gold and green eyes twinkling merrily, before his eyes turned to Erani when she answered him. Could his female relatives be any more lovely than they were already? He didn?t think so.

His eyes roved across the gathered wolves, taking in the faces, new and familiar, and just before Erani began to speak, Seraphine arrived, emanating a cold disgust toward the Valhallans. He studied her. Her blue eye was now clouded, blinded from her fight with Isardis. So she had lost. She collected Sephiroth, and the two left. Alsander glanced at Erani, who allowed the departure, so he remained seated as she began speaking, though he noted the arrival of an obsidian female who carried the scent of the neighboring pack upon her.

She began, a soft smile upon her maw, by greeting them, and thanking them for joining her for the meeting. Then she went on to welcome the newer members to Valhalla. As she named them, he followed the flicking glance of her eyes to each wolf, smiled at each of them, giving a welcoming nod. He gave Vahva a warm smile of approval when Erani noted that she was caring for five pups until their mother could take them back. At the battlefield, he didn?t really blame her for exploding at Isardis. Valhalla all hated him. He was harassing them non-stop when he could have just let it go and had both packs live in peace. It was in the war he began that two wolves had been died, and by one of the wolves that had come to fight on his side that Rayne, previous Theta Secondary, had been raped and murdered, her body torn apart. No, he didn?t shun her at all for her actions. While a great deal more tact could have been used, there was a lot more than what she?d yelled at Isardis that he wanted to say himself.

Erani announced the return of none other than one of his lost cousins, Lyric. His eyes searched the crowd for the unique-eyed female, finding her and grinning at her. Another wolf, one he was less familiar with had come home as well. Ravine. To Ravine, another smile was given, before Erani went on. Yes indeed, his father was back. He glanced over at his sire, grinning faintly at his brother. Now if the rest of their family would come back, he?d be very happy. Erani announced the births of Friction and Eria?s litter, Erion and Isis, and Alsander watched the two pups, Erion seeming intent on being as grown up as possible. Alsander grinned. It?d be interesting to see how this set of pups filled out, especially with their beautiful coats.

Alsander looked up as his name was spoken, though he knew all about what Erani was speaking of now. When she went on to her related third subject, however, his ears perked. Not even home for an evening and already she had notched up so much. Olympus at their threshold with an offer of an alliance. His eyes flicked to the obsidian stranger. Natalya. He hoped this alliance would work out as well as the first two had. Erani was speaking again, announcing the Epsilons and Alsander listened intently as she listed their new ranks and whom would be mentoring them. Lo and behold, he was to be training Ravine to fight. His eyes went to the male, nodding to him. He would need to get on that soon enough.

The announcements of battle training sessions reached his ears, and he listened, making a mental note to meet up with Surreal and Sephiroth, if he stayed, and his brother to set the first session up. Through Erani?s continued announcements on the Hunting and Healing, Alsander listened, filing away the information and storing it. And then, Erani got to her final subject, calling Ashtoreth and Leon to the boulder. Alsander smiled, watching the two make their way to the rock and take their places. As the wedding got underway, he watched quietly, a slightly wistful smile on his muzzle.