Preparing a Feast
04-14-2014, 10:26 AM
Walk | Talk | Think The grey wolf's head turned to take in Sarak as he finally piped up, commenting upon the elk herd that she had said they would go after. He had been keeping his eye on them too it seemed, and for that she was grateful. Already they had a target and they were not even out in the field stalking them yet. "I know the one," she spoke with a nod and grin, "He was there the last I saw them." Oh how eager she was to see them through their first hunt! Not only was it a wonderful way to finish the celebrations from their pack meeting, all the exciting new alliances that Erani had announced, and her own wedding, but it had been much too long since she had had them gathered like this, since they had successfully brought down something together. This was long overdue. To Ashtoreth's surprise, they were quickly joined by another grey-clad female, their Beta and Erani's daugther. Another friendly smile was turned in Surreal's direction, welcoming her to the slowly growing group, and she confirmed herself that the bull in question was with the herd and injured on his flank. "Perfect! Sounds like he'll be waiting for us when we get there." Everything seemed to be falling into place nicely, though as their Beta took stock of their present and available hunters she gave voice to what Ash had noticed as well. The bright expression upon her face fell slightly as Surreal spoke of it, her gold and purple eyes glancing toward her fellow Psi to catch his shrug and offering a rather apologetic smile in return upon finding out that it was going to be reported to their leader. Oh boy. Hopefully nothing too drastic would come of it. Just when she was ready to assume their group complete, or as complete as it was going to get this time around, another wolf padded into their midst leisurely yet purposefully. At a first glance, he reminded her strikingly of their own previous leader, Chrysanthe, with his facial marking though the russet shade of it seemed different, strangely brighter. But he was unknown to her otherwise, just a strange reminder of the Adravendi family that had ruled Valhalla for such a long time. Her gaze might have been curious but Ashtoreth smiled welcomingly just the same, a slow realization dawning over her as the young male introduced himself and stated his purpose there with them. Adravendi-Mathias! He was a part of the Adravendi line. But Mathias... Oh. She could see him now, a bright, russet wolf with dappled haunches. Maverick. "Glad to have you, Quintus," Ash welcomed as she realized this was one of Epiphron's children, previously of Seracia. What had happened to bring him this way? "I'm starting to think this is everyone," she added with a quiet chuckle, taking stock of their group one last time. They needed to get moving, before their window of opportunity closed on them. "If you guys are ready?" Ash's gold and purple eyes settled momentarily upon her fellow Psi, grateful to have someone else to help lead the hunting party, before she gave a quick nod and began to lead the way from the forested densite to the open plains where she knew the elk herd would be. "Let's find the herd and figure out how we should tackle this injured bull." |