SCREAMING OUT LOUD
Now that she had members, and now it was time for the Madame to take charge. Medusa would usually be content to leave Deteste with the issue of domestic politics, but their pack had just recently formed. Before the Madame could back off of that area of pack life, she wanted to establish herself, and to establish ranks. Spars were a good way to do that, but no everybody was a warrior. She needed a leader for the healers, a leader for the warriors, a leader for the hunters, and a leader for the scouts. This would be a good way to give out such ranks; with those assigned, her pack would inevitably become a bit more stable. Those who achieved ranks would have more reason to stay, and more reason to be loyal to her.
The hunters would go and see what prey they could find, the ones who showed the most skill would be the most successful. The warriors would spar, the most successful in battle becoming the ruler of those. The healers would gather herbs and heal the hunters and warriors, the ones who seemed most in control and knowledgeable being the ones who would be most likely to find success. Lastly, the scouts would share their intellect of other packs, and the one who knew the most would prove most useful. Scouts and spies were the same thing to Medusa; they were meant to gather information, to observe and report.
Lifting her muzzle to the sky, the midnight mistress would call forth her members. Come, my sweets, come and show me what you can do.
OOC: rank trials to be held for the lead hunter, warrior, healer, and scout c:
Being late a second time was not an option; her pride pleaded for her to redeem herself and prove her competence to the rising pack. Luckily for the ardent wench, she had established a little bunker in the northern region where she would soon permanently reside once her whelps were of the age to navigate on their own, but for the time being, it was a hideaway to pass the time in when she was granted a leeway from the grievous work of caring for demanding children ? thank God her ideal sire had little issues with keeping an eye on their demon spawn and actually wanted to spend time with them before their gentle demeanors shifted into something far more sinister. The time he?d spend with them was dwindling quickly, however, and soon enough it would be time to force them through their vigorous and unorthodox training ? their mother had not yet abandoned the idea of crafting the perfect combatants to establish a battalion of pure Elysius blood to take the island by force. Her ambitions were big, but in her own mind, they were anything but farfetched.
She slunk to the right of the dark temptress once she had breached the epicenter of the second meeting, a soft purr resonating from her inky lips as she addressed the snake: ?My queen.? She backpedaled a step, weight falling to her rump as she plopped it firmly to the earth, coiling her plush, tendril-like tail about her haunches as she settled into herself, confidence emanating from her very being. Her ears, however, flicked back against her crown, an obvious indicator to her inferior status in comparison to the queen. ?Quite an interesting bunch you have gathered; surely this will be entertaining,? she commented airily, vocals soft and meant only for the serpent?s ears as she awaited the flood of Amenti wolves opt to duke it out for higher titles. She wondered if she was exempt from battling against the others, meant only to observe the competition with judgmental eyes.
"speech"
Taska Takira Had heard the call of the Madam. She was not sure what she wanted to do in this pack, knowledge was her talent, and few packs used the skill to its full advantage, but hunting was something she could do. Her mother had told her many a stories, many of them on how to best catch pray with a pack, so to sum that up she was a good straightest, and was more then willing to put her skill to its best use, and that was to hunt for said pack. So with that in mind Kira moved to the meting spot in the wood and stood next to her friend, brushing her side alone the albino girls, telling without words that she was going to support her. Kira saw in her body that she was unsure of herself and that of where she stood within this upstart pack, and Kira could understand, she was also in that position, but she wanted it to work out for them both, Kira felt that Io needed the safety that pack could give and a sure meal; not that either of them went hungry, Kira made sure of that, but they both where still lean, wheres pack wolves where not. "Io, calm, everything will work out, trust me. If not, we can set out again, just me and you." She smiled at her white friend
She then turned to Medusa. Her amber eyes watching the Madam. She seemed like a flirt to Kira, very open about her sexuality, which intrigued the black girl. She had never meet anyone like it and neither have her mother, not that they where uncommon, just not seen before. Kira also pondered what she would do if said attention was directed at her, and felt that she would be at a lost for words, twasn't everyday Kira was flirted with. But the girl pushed the thought away, the dame had not payed more attention then was called for and worrying about events that had not happened was not wise and a waist of energy.
Back to why she was there to began with, as Kira said at the meeting, she was decent at hunting alone, but in a group setting she was sure that she was much better than she thought and with fishing she was great, seventy percent success rate, and with more wolves helping her she was sure that she could think of a way to feed a large pack with fishing alone let alone what she could hunt in big game. "Madam, I would like to show you my skill in hunting."