Moonlit Madness

Innocence was at times complete and utter bliss. Ekko was deaf to the world around her as the sound of the flowing waters soothed her to the very core. It was easy for her to drone out all other noises to focus on the one she cared for, the one sound that eased her haunting memories. She was completely unaware of what was about to unfold before her, the girl simply kept plotting along the edge of the river. The ground rose and fell, only the sound of the river comforting her. It wasn't until a growl reached her one working ear did the dame spin around, looking on with wide eyes as a ebony stranger rushed in front of her, a similar coloured pup then biting into his shoulder. Ekko froze in place, a paw frozen in mid-air as she was caught in the middle of walking. She was completely shocked at to what was happening, as well as blind to the events that had happened mere moments ago. She had no idea that the little pup had aimed that blow at her.

The stranger smelled of the old Arcanium, not yet had he met Sibelle and claimed her scent and his new rank. There was little time to dwell on this however, because it seemed that there was a full out war about to unfold. Another stranger with the same Arcanium scent soon followed, although instead of jumping in front of Ekko she went straight for the pup. Fear pounded in her heart, not only for the pup but for the sheer mass of wolves who seemed to be appearing. Before long yet another female pounded down towards them, snatching the pup from the assaulting wolves jaws. The red and white female had yet to move from her position, just looked on with startled blue eyes. What the heck was happening? Was Ekko at fault for this unruly battle?

The appearance of Sibelle eased the girls mind, her raised paw finally lay flat on the earth. The Queen looked around, asking what was happening. "I honestly have no idea Miss Sibelle." She said, her accent standing out among the voice of the two females. It was obvious that this strange looking wolf was not from this land, and had not been here long enough to adapt. Still wide-eyed, Ekko looked at the sea of faces before her, unsure of what to even do. It had all happened so fast, and three wolves had jumped in front of her to protect her. Did she truly mean that much to these wolves, to these two strangers? Sibelle was before her now and she touched her damp nose to her russet flank, thanking her silently for coming. She was the only one she knew in this mass of strange wolves, the very one that had claimed her as her own.