Thoughts Give Form To Words

The woman trusted Ellis, Birch, and her children more so than any other wolves she had to meet. She had something constantly plaguing her mind and she wanted to bring it up with Ellis before presenting it to Birch himself. "Ellis, I don't think we have the member count to start a pack from scratch. I wanted to run something by you before I share it with Birch, to see if I should actually go through with it." She confessed as her rump settled down and she sat up with a strong yet regal appearance. Her tail slowly swept over the dirt as he waved back and forth with a small amount of happiness. She intended on waiting until Ellis was ready in order to share her plan.


?owyn had been scouting around the other territories as she could wander farther when her children were off with Ellis or Birch. It was then that she had found it, she had found something special, a pack that she felt she could rule if she were to challenge and win it for her own rule. Ludicael. She held her breathe as she rose and headed towards the den, staring at the back wall rather dramatically before turning to face Ellis, anticipation welling up as she walked across the coarse dirt, her dry pads practically scraping across it. She felt the pain but she endured it, she was strong. She could do it, but she wanted to opinions of her trusted guide and her mate. Both Ellis and Birch were like family. Well, Birch was actually her family but Ellis not officially.


The sun was high up in the sky, her eyes soft with her gaze as her muscles tensed slightly at the noise of a bird outside. Laria... Sequoyah. She thought but she knew they would be safe with Ian watching at a distance as she had commanded. She appreciated the guardian being there for her children. Her shoulders flex slightly, she was very restless. She hadn't been sleeping well because Laria had the habit to kick her mother while she was asleep. The woman had a kind smile on her muzzle, eager to tell Ellis her plan.