Let's Start A Riot! [Raid meeting]
06-28-2017, 01:11 AM
Sterling sat quietly and listened as the meeting commenced, finally getting the chance to catch her breath. As Dragon mentioned the lack of drinking water and herbs,
she found herself nodding in agreement. After spending just a short time in Boreas, traipsing through the snow and enduring the cold, she'd forgotten how hot and dry it was here. It was the complete opposite, and the packs of the other continent certainly had resources that they could use. Her throat was dry from her run here, and it was apparent by Dragon's tone that it wouldn't be easy to just find a drink and continue on with the day. They were reaching a point of desperation in Talis. Thus came talk of the raid that was imminent, and the scouting missions that had proceeded since the last meeting.
That was when Sterling really perked up and paid attention. She had literally just arrived back, and she had things to share with Dragon. She wished she'd been back a little sooner - was she going to have to talk in front of all these wolves? - but she supposed she'd have to just deal with the situation as it was, as the Alpha was wasting no time. Ears flicking as she listened in, she was surprised to hear that Armai had been met with hostility as she'd scouted the other pack in the west. She herself had met someone from that pack, and he'd actually taught her a small bit about herbs, well, more than she had known before anyways, which was nothing. She wondered who Armai had come across. Perhaps that pack was very protective of their borders. It made Sterling wonder if it would be a good idea to face a pack that was so strongly protective. But then again, was a raid of any sort going to to be without risk? She shook her head to her own question, letting any doubts be replaced by ambition - this raid was going to offer so many possibilities. The risk would be worth it.
As Armai finished speaking, Sterling realized it would be her turn to speak next, and she felt the spotlight as Dragon turned his attention to her. Suddenly overly aware of her youth and inexperience, she felt nervous to give forth any information that may influence the decision of the pack. She swallowed with some difficulty as she stood and looked to Dragon. "I came across Lirim in the west also," she said, trying to keep her voice smooth and stop herself from stammering,
"They didn't seem overly hostile, and... I could smell water, so much water. There were so many trees and other plants. I bet there's so much prey there. Maybe herbs as well. They don't seem to be lacking anything." She took a deep breath as she finished speaking, blinking emerald eyes as she took a step back and seated herself, not allowing herself to look around. Had she brought back enough information, or were they expecting more?
Luckily, Dragon took over the meeting once more before her mind could go racing. He addressed the pack, asking the other wolves if they had any information on the other packs, so they would have options to choose from. It was up to the rest of Talis now to decide upon what they wanted to do,
with the information they had so far. Sterling would remain silent, waiting to hear the comments and opinions from the rest of the wolves.
she found herself nodding in agreement. After spending just a short time in Boreas, traipsing through the snow and enduring the cold, she'd forgotten how hot and dry it was here. It was the complete opposite, and the packs of the other continent certainly had resources that they could use. Her throat was dry from her run here, and it was apparent by Dragon's tone that it wouldn't be easy to just find a drink and continue on with the day. They were reaching a point of desperation in Talis. Thus came talk of the raid that was imminent, and the scouting missions that had proceeded since the last meeting.
That was when Sterling really perked up and paid attention. She had literally just arrived back, and she had things to share with Dragon. She wished she'd been back a little sooner - was she going to have to talk in front of all these wolves? - but she supposed she'd have to just deal with the situation as it was, as the Alpha was wasting no time. Ears flicking as she listened in, she was surprised to hear that Armai had been met with hostility as she'd scouted the other pack in the west. She herself had met someone from that pack, and he'd actually taught her a small bit about herbs, well, more than she had known before anyways, which was nothing. She wondered who Armai had come across. Perhaps that pack was very protective of their borders. It made Sterling wonder if it would be a good idea to face a pack that was so strongly protective. But then again, was a raid of any sort going to to be without risk? She shook her head to her own question, letting any doubts be replaced by ambition - this raid was going to offer so many possibilities. The risk would be worth it.
As Armai finished speaking, Sterling realized it would be her turn to speak next, and she felt the spotlight as Dragon turned his attention to her. Suddenly overly aware of her youth and inexperience, she felt nervous to give forth any information that may influence the decision of the pack. She swallowed with some difficulty as she stood and looked to Dragon. "I came across Lirim in the west also," she said, trying to keep her voice smooth and stop herself from stammering,
"They didn't seem overly hostile, and... I could smell water, so much water. There were so many trees and other plants. I bet there's so much prey there. Maybe herbs as well. They don't seem to be lacking anything." She took a deep breath as she finished speaking, blinking emerald eyes as she took a step back and seated herself, not allowing herself to look around. Had she brought back enough information, or were they expecting more?
Luckily, Dragon took over the meeting once more before her mind could go racing. He addressed the pack, asking the other wolves if they had any information on the other packs, so they would have options to choose from. It was up to the rest of Talis now to decide upon what they wanted to do,
with the information they had so far. Sterling would remain silent, waiting to hear the comments and opinions from the rest of the wolves.
06-28-2017, 02:07 AM
(This post was last modified: 06-28-2017, 02:16 AM by Tealah.)
Dragon and Avalon seemed to be pretending that the meeting with Lykos had never happened - or at least, neither his brother nor his mother seemed to be acting as though anything had changed between then. Strange... to Gryphon, it seemed as though everything had changed. He eyed them both impassively a moment before turning his attention to the rest of the pack. Several were strangers, including one strangely-colored and -marked male that drew his curious attention. They all seemed to be anticipating something with various degrees of excitement or dread, and Gryphon felt a shiver of apprehension. What did they know that he didn't? What had he missed at the last meeting?
It seemed to take entirely too long to find out, as the pack trickled in so, so slowly to take their seats. But finally the meeting began, and Gryphon found himself staring at Dragon with an expression gone completely neutral with incredulity. He held his peace through the presentations of the two apparent scouts, though, turning that same impassive gaze to both a stranger and one of Esa's pups in turn as they spoke, but finally Sterling concluded and he could stay silent no longer.
"Let me see if I have this right," he began with only a dry tone to his voice. "We live on a continent with more plant life than the northern continent will ever see and multiple forests and water sources much nearer to us than the western packs, and you want everyone to risk their lives raiding packs in Boreas for herbs and water?" Towards the end the neutrality cracked and his incredulity snapped through his voice. "Its the middle of winter up there. They will have less herbs than we do! At least we still have herbs in the forests, they don't even have that. And their water is going to be as hard to find up there as it is here if not more so. Everything is frozen. There's snow everywhere. The pack is already going to be tired from a long journey anyway but trudging through snow the whole way is going to be even worse, and then you want them to fight after that? So you will drag the pack up there only to not find the resources you claim we need. We'll be dead tired, fighting in cold weather aren't used to against fresh wolves who are used to the cold. Wolves will get hurt, maybe maimed, maybe killed, fighting another pack for nothing. Are we going to climb down into their dens to take their stored herbs? Because that would be suicide," he added. "Neither of these packs has done anything to us, have they? except one who chose to defend themselves from our trespassing. And as soon as we raid one of them we make a possibly dangerous enemy. Hell can you really honestly claim that someone would have gotten off easier trespassing here? They would be chased off with tooth and claw, or captured, not just shown hosility. Trespassing, Dragon! You sent an untrained yearling and a blind woman to antagonize other packs to see what would happen and you are surprised when one doesn't send you flowers? Someone could have been killed." Incredulity, and now a healthy dose of disappointment in tone and expression.
This was what had changed in him that day, when he had challenged to take control of the family from Avalon. No more was he willing to sit back and accept things just because a family member said that was the way it would be. He would work to protect them from a continuation of the bad decisions and unsound thinking that had plagued their leadership since they had left Imperium. This was a bad idea, wolves he cared about would be hurt, and he wasn't going to just sit there like a good little child and hope someone else had the courage to say something. Yes, Dragon was alpha, but Gryphon would be damned if he didn't call him out on one of his idiot schemes. He'd be damned if he would sit there without questioning an obviously flawed decision just because Avalon had decided the pack should be run by an irresponsible boy without experience. If no one attempted to rein him in now who knew what would happen once Dragon got the bit in his teeth? Yeah, maybe Dragon would be embarrassed and pissed that he would call him out in front of the rest of the pack, but he kept his black-and-golden head high, meeting Dragon's gaze challengingly. Obviously someone in their family needed to.
It seemed to take entirely too long to find out, as the pack trickled in so, so slowly to take their seats. But finally the meeting began, and Gryphon found himself staring at Dragon with an expression gone completely neutral with incredulity. He held his peace through the presentations of the two apparent scouts, though, turning that same impassive gaze to both a stranger and one of Esa's pups in turn as they spoke, but finally Sterling concluded and he could stay silent no longer.
"Let me see if I have this right," he began with only a dry tone to his voice. "We live on a continent with more plant life than the northern continent will ever see and multiple forests and water sources much nearer to us than the western packs, and you want everyone to risk their lives raiding packs in Boreas for herbs and water?" Towards the end the neutrality cracked and his incredulity snapped through his voice. "Its the middle of winter up there. They will have less herbs than we do! At least we still have herbs in the forests, they don't even have that. And their water is going to be as hard to find up there as it is here if not more so. Everything is frozen. There's snow everywhere. The pack is already going to be tired from a long journey anyway but trudging through snow the whole way is going to be even worse, and then you want them to fight after that? So you will drag the pack up there only to not find the resources you claim we need. We'll be dead tired, fighting in cold weather aren't used to against fresh wolves who are used to the cold. Wolves will get hurt, maybe maimed, maybe killed, fighting another pack for nothing. Are we going to climb down into their dens to take their stored herbs? Because that would be suicide," he added. "Neither of these packs has done anything to us, have they? except one who chose to defend themselves from our trespassing. And as soon as we raid one of them we make a possibly dangerous enemy. Hell can you really honestly claim that someone would have gotten off easier trespassing here? They would be chased off with tooth and claw, or captured, not just shown hosility. Trespassing, Dragon! You sent an untrained yearling and a blind woman to antagonize other packs to see what would happen and you are surprised when one doesn't send you flowers? Someone could have been killed." Incredulity, and now a healthy dose of disappointment in tone and expression.
This was what had changed in him that day, when he had challenged to take control of the family from Avalon. No more was he willing to sit back and accept things just because a family member said that was the way it would be. He would work to protect them from a continuation of the bad decisions and unsound thinking that had plagued their leadership since they had left Imperium. This was a bad idea, wolves he cared about would be hurt, and he wasn't going to just sit there like a good little child and hope someone else had the courage to say something. Yes, Dragon was alpha, but Gryphon would be damned if he didn't call him out on one of his idiot schemes. He'd be damned if he would sit there without questioning an obviously flawed decision just because Avalon had decided the pack should be run by an irresponsible boy without experience. If no one attempted to rein him in now who knew what would happen once Dragon got the bit in his teeth? Yeah, maybe Dragon would be embarrassed and pissed that he would call him out in front of the rest of the pack, but he kept his black-and-golden head high, meeting Dragon's gaze challengingly. Obviously someone in their family needed to.
06-28-2017, 03:05 AM
(This post was last modified: 06-28-2017, 03:14 AM by Shrapnel.)
Rated M for lots of cussing
Kharn sat quietly until Dragon started the meeting. Naturally it was about the raid and he listened as his sibling spoke. Eyes gazed briefly over the blind healer Dragon had accompanied to one of the packs as he told the pack of how they'd threatened her. Kharn wasn't even that much of a dick to beat up somebody that couldn't see, but she had trespassed so he shrugged it off. She wasn't harmed, she looked perfectly fine, and that was the end of that. The only useful information she provided was that they had herbs and it sounded like the pack, except for the one rude ass kid, was just a bunch of lazy fucks who couldn't be bothered to deal with a trespasser. Sounded pretty easy to him. The male's ears then flicked towards Sterling as she added in the details from her part of the scouting mission. Their pack had plenty of food, herbs, and water and wasn't overly hostile. She'd been met by multiple wolves and just because they hadn't been hostile didn't mean they were lazy like the other pack. They'd at least made the effort to show up and Sterling hadn't even crossed their borders. So which pack to vote for? Lirim sounded like it had more than enough to share, but the other pack sounded easy. His thoughts were interrupted as the last wolf he expected to speak broke the silence. The dry tone to his voice wasn't a good indicator and his muzzle wrinkled in distaste as he waited to see where his other sibling was headed. He never knew how to feel about Gryphon. The most time they'd ever spent together was when they were both sick and he didn't call that brotherly bonding at all. Then Gryphon had always appeared to be all buddy buddy with Lykos which didn't help his case at all so Kharn had never much tried to fill the distance. Either way he suspected whatever the other male had to say wouldn't help their relationship any. And he was right. As Gryphon finished his little seen a loud growl rumbled from his chest and escaped into the air. Brother or not Kharnage didn't right much care. It was one thing to get his point across but being an insufferable, know-it-all, prick about it wasn't helping get his point across at all. He hadn't even shown up at the last meeting! "You know, maybe if you'd fucking shown up to the meeting previous to this one you'd be less out of the loop but let me just go right ahead and educate you." He growled. "For one that blind woman" he pointed to Armai for emphasis "volunteered to go. She knew what she was signing up for and she had plenty of times to back out. She has a fucking leopard as a friend for fucks sake. I'm sure she can handle herself just fine and Dragon went with her. I'm convinced she has more balls than you at this point." He paused for only a second to let the insult sink in. "Second, if you've ever been in the western part of that continent, not all the water sources are frozen, dumbass. There's these magical things called rivers and then there's a whole fucking desert next to their nice and pretty little territories so it's not as cold as where we used to live. So sorry you took after our piece of shit father, obviously, in the fur department but I highly doubt everyone is gonna fucking freeze to death over a couple inches of damn snow." He wasn't sitting any more as he stared his sibling down with a challenging glare. "And on that topic, spring is right around the damn corner. It's obvious snow would be fucking awful to fight in so we just leave then. We wait in a loner territory while everyone recuperates, and then attack once everyone is well rested. And it's not like were fucking taking their homeland from them in a damn siege, we're just raiding them for supplies." He was determined to poke holes in every one if Gryphon's pansy little issues. "And are you really just fucking content sitting here getting fat and lazy and just doing nothing down here? You know what's gonna happen. We're gonna get lazy and comfortable, we're gonna get fat and expect no one to bother us, but the world isn't like that Gryphon. Eventually someone is gonna come along to fuck that all up, so you know what? I think the raid is a good thing. It keeps us fit and on our toes and it's a good pack exercise. I highly doubt one of the squishy little packs in the north is gonna straight up kill any one of us and if anybody can't take a few fucking cuts and bruises then they can go cry about it in some place other than Talis cause this isn't a freeloader pack. So yeah I say we take what we want and you can go be the damn coward that you are and scout Auster's loner territories for herbs while we go take what we want. And if you don't like the way Dragon leads or the ideas he proposes then you can fuck off with wherever Lykos' fucking ass disappeared to and just stay fucking gone cause I think it's about time wolves around here stop thinking they can just say and do whatever the fucking hell they want. Both you and Lykos talk to Dragon like he's some fucking little kid and not an alpha of a pack and then you sit here and undermine him in front of an entire pack. An entire pack.. If I was in charge I'd have your tongue ripped from your fucking skull and chased from the pack territory, family or not." He paused to then look at Dragon. He was probably about to be that devil on Dragon's shoulder than pushed him to be far harsher than he was originally, but Kharnage didn't care. He was on a roll now. "That's the second family member that has just straight up just barreled over you like you're not an alpha of a pack, Dragon. How many more family members talking to you like you're shit is it gonna take the rest of the pack members think your incompetent or just think they can talk to you like that? Fuck if he's family or not, it's about time someone is made an example of before you look like a goddamned pushover." It was about time everybody started learning their place. No one else had spoken to Dragon like Gryphon just had yet, but if Gryphon got away with it how long before other wolves thought they could as well? Walk, "Talk" Think |
06-28-2017, 03:47 AM
Well, it seemed like Dragon was pleased to at least see her around, which was nice if she had to be honest with herself. After their short greeting she made note of who would follow after her suit. That brightly colored brute, a brown male she had never seen before, and a few wolves she had seen at the first Talis meeting that she had joined. After them, a familiar face came up to her and she smiled as he sat next to her. Flicking her tail slightly to show that she was happy to see him, “Hey Kharnage,” she said, “I’m doing pretty good,” she said, and she would have asked how he was doing as well but she felt like it wasn’t quite time to start a conversation now. This was just before a meeting and though small talk would be nice right now, she didn’t want to be disruptive or anything either. She could tell that Dragon wanted to speak about something important, so any conversation she wished for would have to be afterwards. Which of course, she didn’t mind because part of her was a bit eager to know what was going to go down. Dragon first greeted the entirety of the pack and then first began his message, noting that herbs were dried up and water sources were disturbingly low. That she could agree with, as all the valuable herbs in the plains were pretty much dry and dead. There was no nearby water in the castle nor the plains and so Talis wolves would have to travel if they wanted a nice cool drink to try and defeat the rising temperatures of the weather here in Auster. He also went on to explain how the scouting had gone, how he had gone with a woman by the name of Armai and how Kharnage had gone with a youngster by the name of Sterling. She had meant to ask the ashen brute about how the scouting went but had never really gotten the chance. The alpha noted that the pack they had visited had threatened a blind healer, ah, so Armai was blind. Even Faine herself got a little irritated by that, and she was not one to get too angry about things. Dragon continued to allow Armai say anything else she wanted and then asked Sterling about their mission. He then explained how the pack was now going to vote on who to raid. For now, Faine kept quiet because if she had to be honest with herself, she didn’t know too much about raiding or in fact any packs in the Boreas region. She listened as Armai noted that whoever had threatened her was not the Alpha, which Faine thought confusing as though she was still new to the pack aspect, she would think that it would be the Alpha’s duty to at least deal with trespassers. Sterling reported her trip, Faine took note that they were not hostile and it seemed as if they had many resources. However, Faine found herself being a bit apprehensive due to the fact that the female spoke as if she was not incredibly sure there was more resources there, the use of the words “I bet” and “maybe” didn’t reassure the ruby sylph too much. Not that she held anything against the younger wolf though, maybe she would just have to check in with Kharnage about it later. Suddenly though, the brown brute spoke up and he ears pricked. She knew that he wasn’t at the meeting last time, so she was unsure if he even had any authority at all. Then again, she had no authority but Dragon did ask for the pack’s opinion. Perhaps she should just keep her mouth shut and listen, and so she did. A few points he made, she could sort of see were slightly true perhaps. The fact that these packs had not outwardly done anything and making an enemy out of them, when perhaps maybe they just needed to take a closer look at the lands before them first… It made sense, but she didn’t want to say anything because what if he was just sorely wrong? But then suddenly she could hear a growl erupt from the brute next to her. Yes, Kharnage just growled. Her carmine gaze snapped onto his form and she took a deep breath. A mixture of emotions rushed through her veins as she heard Kharnage snap back at the brown brute. Well, there were a few things she could now make note of him. He sure knew how to make use of the word fuck a lot. He definitely sided with Dragon and definitely wanted the raid to go through and to fight, yes he thought it was a good idea. Then there was something about Lykos whom she didn’t really know, and that brutes name was Gryphon… And Kharnage definitely did not like Gryphon, no, he was telling Gryphon to go and to go join wherever Lykos was. The fae had never really seen anybody that angry before, in fact Kharn wasn’t even sitting next to her but was standing now. As if he was going to do something. She quickly took another deep breath and tried to process what was happening right beside her. She was honestly just very confused at this point because Kharnage just seemed really nice and pleasant around her, how he just changed in mere seconds. She didn’t know how to feel about it but she too stood up and looked at Dragon almost helplessly, she felt like she needed to say something. “If anything, Kharnage and I can go around Auster to see if we can scout out any resources to see if this raid is even worth it.” she finally said, “There would be no promises, but I agree with Kharnage that if spring is approaching in Boreas that we would have more of a chance finding resources than during this season. There would probably be more resources if we went during the spring than the winter, and they’d be much more valuable too. Herb wise, the plants will be newly grown so they’d be stronger and more potent, better than harvested in any other season.” she explained, “If we go through with this raid, I’d gladly be able to help. I’m just a healer, but I can heal the wounded and help look for the best possible medicines. And I can navigate around pretty well too. As for which pack to raid… Perhaps the pack who didn’t have an Alpha answering to a trespasser and then a member threatening a blind woman would be a better shot.” she said, she looked at Kharnage. She didn’t want to barge in no, she just hoped that she could possibly try and somewhat diffuse whatever anger he was feeling. She did just kill two birds with one stone because hopefully, he still wished to go on that trip with her to go scouting and exploring. She just hoped that maybe with her input she would be somewhat useful, but at the same time not seem as if she wanted to become too controlling. If she had to be honest with herself, she was having a hard time even dealing with whatever had just happened, but she was determined to work around it and help out. Walk, "Talk" Think |
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