Black sheep in the crowd [pack meeting]
04-22-2014, 10:38 PM
The femme had been feeling rather ill lately, out of sorts and in mild pain. Her very bones ached at times, but it was nothing a good run couldn't fix. Long legs arced across the terra as she made her rounds, checking the borders and occasionally stopping to scent mark. A strong howl rang out in the middle of the territory, far from the edges of the Rock Garden where she was investigating an unfamiliar scent. She did not recognize this call immediately, and was quite skeptical. With a sigh of resignation shuddering through her flanks, powerful paws would once more pound over the dirt as she followed the summons. Eventually she came through to the edges of a lake, small enough to be considered an oversized pond, really. The pack was assembled there, a few faces that did not she did not recall having seen before making her chest swell with pride. Crown would remain held high, the masked soldier regarding the ranks with intrigue. Her eerie optics of liquid magma and ghostly blue scanned them over, noting who showed promise of being warriors in the future, who would serve better elsewhere. Muscles rippled beneath her thick ebony pelt, a lattice work of scars visible across her powerful frame as she moved. A cursory nod was given to the High Lord, Vaughan, out of nothing other than respect. Tall audits would flick atop her head as she sought her Queen. It was unusual for a regent to be absent from a pack meeting, especially with their youngsters present. Brow would quirk curiously as she skimmed over the heads of the rest of the group, finding no sign of the soot furred leader. Now, where could she be? Was the great leader of the Ebony pack ill? Had she decided ruling did not suit her? Many options presented themselves, but none seemed altogether plausible as they might be. Something was amiss, that was definite. The small stub of her tail would twitch, the only sign, however minute, that she was uneasy. Thick cords of muscle would quiver as her haunches were slowly lowered to the ground amid the assembled, watching everything around her with no signs of emotion on her severe features. When the meeting began, maybe there would be answers. SOLDIERS FOLLOW MY LEAD, REPEAT AFTER ME -PLATINUM- |
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