Aftermath
To say he was nervous was an understatement, Torin paced the place where meetings had been held before. He was doing his best to get his breathing under control. It was one of the few times his emotions were plain on his face, though that had been happening more as of lately. He cast a glance at Frostbite, the man was there to provide his emotional support and as Torin glanced at him he took another deep breath. Slowly he slid his eyes closed, pushing that breath back out; digging deep within himself to clutch at that part of him that was ecstatic to be finally doing what'd he'd always sought after, then he slowly opened his eyes. Giving Frostbite a nod Torin finally moved beside the older man. With all his courage summoned Torin tipped his head back and called for the pack, for everyone. With his voice echoing off into the pack lands he settled on his haunches. This had been a long time coming, his promotion in rank had yet to be made public though some of the pack knew now... His father chief among them. That was still a sore spot and in truth he had yet to really figure out how to handle being around his father now... and it seemed likely he'd be even less happy with some of the news that he had to present; though even he'd have to admit to hypocrisy if he was. And it wasn't as though he was singling his father out... he doubted Jewell would be too happy either. He'd also have the news of his nephew's return though and he hoped to help make thing lighter because of that. As it stood he knew he had much to be nervous about, though Frostbite's support and knowing that he had backup on these fronts had helped to ease him somewhat. In the end there wasn't anything he could do now. All that was left was to wait. "Silent treatment" & Deep thoughts |
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Frost was calm, keeping his casual face as he watched the younger male pace. Since the promotion of his rank Frost had been on a kick to get him out of his comfort zone and really test to see if this was something he wanted to continue. He knew Torin was more soft spoken, and most of the time didn't speak much at all. That could be a problem when he was seeking to be a leader. He could have let him slid, to let him simply sit at his side while Frost himself called the pack. He was teaching Torin just like he would if he had kids. Coaxing him to face his fears and being extremely patient with letting him compose himself. He could see the struggle Torin was having which made him feel more sympathetic to him. He had no problem letting Torin take the time he needed to gather his courage. Frost hoped his ambitions would overpower his fear and anxiety. Frost knew Torin could do it and he knew that they had to nip this in the butt as soon as possible, holding off could make it a longer and rougher process in the end. When Torin looked to him Frost gave him an encouraging smile still remaining relaxed where he sat. He could imagine how hard it was for the young male and part of him felt horrible for putting him through this, but Frost had to for Torin's sake. With Torin's nod, Frost knew he was ready and gently let out the small breath he had been holding. Tail wagged lightly glad that Torin was going to be able to do this. Torin this settled and called the pack. He smiled again his senses remaining alert as he waited for the pack to arrive. There was decent amount to go over today, good news and bad. It felt good that an Adravendi was holding the meeting again, that one of the siblings was willing to step up in Rory's absence. |
She had been cleaning up the den she had been living in, making it feel more comfortable and homey. She didn't have any items to put in there, because she had never gotten into the habit of collecting things. It was hard to collect things when you constantly traveled. Although looking at the empty den and realizing this is where she would be staying until spring. It felt horribly empty and it made her frown at the feeling. Shaking her head she finished up and exited her den, figuring she would find something productive to do today. Maybe she could do some hunting and bring some food in for the pack. Maybe she could even go out and get to know some of the other members of the pack.
All these thoughts ran through her mind, up until the howl rang out over the territory. She had only ever attended a couple of meetings in Abaven despite that she knew what the call had meant. Even though she wasn't a member per say, she still felt like she must attend. All other ideas for her day were pushed to the back burner as she headed off in the direction in a quick pace. The spot wasn't horribly far and her timing must have been good because she only spotted two forms. Her uncle and Torin sat waiting and as she approached she smiled at the both of them dipping her head to the both of them.
"Good Morning Gentleman," She said with a slight grin and wagging her tail.
She took a seat in front of them and quietly waited for the others, eager to see the other faces of the pack.
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With her two children returned to her she couldn't be happier, though the recent border incident was still a heavy burden to bear for her. She didn't know exactly where she stood now, if it was on good terms or not, with their leaders. She did know where she stood with Zell though, and it was not on good terms. She wanted him nowhere near her or her family, including Torin. She hated to say something was up with one of her children though. Blaise had barely spent time anywhere near his siblings or her lately. She had hoped he might be spending time with Torin or frostbite, at least then the bruises he came home with would make more sense but she wasn't even sure then. The bruises were oddly placed and not like nips or bruises from anyone else. How was she supposed to even help him though if he didn't talk to her though. He didn't even sleep in the pile his siblings and her made in her den anymore. If anything she was worried for him, and she knew if she was then her other children would be too if they even noticed the absence of his picking on them. The summons caught her attention. She had brought her family to the valley to allow Celestin and Bastyan to stretch their legs in a larger clearing where she could see them from all angles. No one would be breaking rules that way. Naeva had accompanied them and was busy with some wintered plants that crept along the roots of trees and such. She was Jewell's quietest child and most well behaved and mannered. She didn't even get bothered or upset when Blaise picked on her. Her head turned in the direction of her children and she gave them a bark to follow her. She didn't want to be late. With that she rose and trotted towards the meeting place, confident they would all follow. When she arrived there was no sign of Blaise yet, which caused her to only think he hadn't been spending time with those she had hoped he had then. The look of nervousness on Torins face made her sigh and move towards him. French passed between them easily. "Respirez profondément Torin. Vous ferez bien, vous êtes né pour cela." She smiled and took a seat in the front where her children could easily see and hear. She'd wait now. Walk, "Jewell "Alois" Think |
Faite as Jewell's guardian is allowed in any and all her threads regardless of the tag. She may enter as she see's fit.
All of Jewell's French will have a span title over it, hover for translations.