It Has Begun [Pack Hunt]
ooc: This hunt is mandatory for all Celestial wolves. First round is due one week from now, April 10th
It was time for Celestial's first pack hunt, and the Destruction, still trying to get around the pack's customs and laws, would be the one to lead. It was such an honour. New to the pack and she was already carrying such a responsibility upon her shoulders. But it wasn't a burden. It wasn't heavy at all. She carried it with pride. She carried it with her head held high and confidence in her step as she found an area of the plains just south of the special hunting grounds the Archangel had shown her. Without further ado, she tipped her head back and let out a graceful howl - a call for her pack mates. All of them were expected to attend, just like the alphess told her. They needed all the hunters, all the skills and smarts for this hunt. This was Celestial's first hunt. It had to be perfect.
"Speech"
Things had been awfully quiet lately. After the spars the pack had lulled into a stagnant tranquility, if it really could be called that, and everyone seemed to be keeping to themselves for the most part. For Creed, a wolf who thrived on community and interaction, it bothered him to an extent. He knew Celestial would never actually be a replacement for Glaciem, but it was home and he still wanted this to be a close knit family just as much as Surreal did. So when the howl came from their only hunter the fluffy wolf was quick to his paws. He fully believed a hunt would be good for them. So he raced from his den, paws thudding across the earth, as he headed towards where Varda had called from. Upon arriving he grinned at her before taking a seat to wait for anyone else who would show up. "Hello Varda." He greeted warmly. "Excited to be leading the first pack hunt?" It surely had to be an honor. He knew he'd be pretty excited if it was him. Walk, "Talk" Think |
Faite was feeling pretty good about herself. Ever since her mother had promoted Miksa and her she'd held an amount of pride within her that wouldn't go away. Granted she'd had her own negative feelings about sparring her own mother but she was more than glad she'd proven herself. She was aware her mother expected a lot out of the entire pack so she knew she'd have to involve herself in more spars than just the ones her mother had planned to prove her worth. In the mean time though it seemed there were other plans. A howl rang out from Varda and her ears flicked towards the sound with interest. Well a spar would have to wait. It didn't sound like missing out on a hunt was an option. So with a fair amount of glee she headed towards the hunting grounds as fast as her paws could carry her. Upon arrival she saw Varda and then Creed. She glanced around to see if anyone else had shown but it seemed like they were earlier than the rest of the pack. She turned her attention back to Creed and Varda and smiled at them both. "Dia duit Creed! Dia duit Varda!" She greeted them both excitedly before taking a seat. Walk, "Talk" Think |