Curled beneath the shade of a small pine, Narsha dozed happily. Though that was perhaps only because of her dream, in which she was whipping that smug grin off of Renesme?s muzzle. A quiet growl escaped her lips, tail wagging slightly. In her dream she was beating all kinds of ass, fangs dripping, and the metallic taste of blood filling her throat. Then the snowy female was calling out, a howl for help. Lids would fly open to reveal deep amber eyes as the howl tore her into reality. Groggily raising to her paws, Narsha shook herself out. Then with paws outstretched she stretched, her back cracking some and a yawn forcing mandible down. Ears perked she trotted towards the caller, it didn?t take long for her to arrive. Standing before the woman was another female, one she hardly truly knew, only that she was above herself. With a respectful dip of her head she slipped towards her, stopping a few paw lengths away.
Narsha yawned again, sleep holding onto the last vestiges of her exhaustion. Amber orbs scanned around her, she it seemed had been the first to respond. Settling in for a wait she sat, head cocked to the right, curious what this summon could have been about.
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The trip to Valhalla that his father had made left the young man feeling uneasy with a million unanswered questions. Isardis had promised to reunite with the Valhallan queen in the battlefield in order to properly challenge for whoever that woman that his father wanted was. But who was that woman? And what exactly had she done to the pale ghost to tempt him so much and drive him insane enough with want that he would challenge her pack for her? Surely the dame knew what she had been getting into. Or perhaps she was just foolish. Regardless, the trip there had brought back an uneasiness with Taurig and with the rest of Glaciem, or with Argent at least. They were both warriors, she herself more experienced than him of course given her age and he could feel something brewing from her beneath the surface. Her unease was palpable and he figured it was only a matter of time before she acted on it. But just what she would do was the question.
He'd been out patrolling that afternoon, as he had begun to do since his arrival, when Argent's familiar voice rang out, summoning Glaciems's to her side, the reason behind it being a training session. The young Blood had trained as a warrior back in his birth pack, but his mother had always told him that one never stopped learning and if Argent was willing share her knowledge of war, then he would be willing to learn. So with haste, the young man made his way to the Overseer's location, presenting her with a deep bow of acknowledgement as he came into view, halting just short of her left shoulder, icy gaze intent on her figure, wondering what she had in store for them.
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She had been sitting in her normal resting spot, a patch of thick grass near the northern boarders. Her emerald green eye just staring off infront of her, not truely seeing anything. She knew her heating cycle would begin soon and end by the end of this season. So the question was, would Isardis choose to mate with her? Surely he would after all they had talked about right? But did he know she would near her cycle? Or did she need to call for him? For now she would let her King come to her.
A howl broke her silence making her head snap to the side. It sounded like Argent. At once the white ghost would stand and move off in an easy floating like trot. It did not take her long to reach the Overseer, coming from behind. She was not alone, a female of browns and a blueish grey male were the first to answer. She stopped at Argent's side, her friend, head lowered slightly in respect."It must not be good if the Overseer calls us all to her..aye?" She whispered in her irish accent. She took a few steps to the side and sat down, still facing the same way as Argent.
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tawny paws carried her meager frame, as she moved nearly silently through the thick forest, a call rang up, a voice that was familiar to her ears. Argent, her first friend and Over-Seer of Glaciem. She would pause, mid-step and think for a moment, wondering why Argent was calling the brood. Turning, her bodice would flex, and she'd move again, her legs eating the ground beneath her towards the source of the sound.
arriving at the small gathering, she would walk towards the over-seer. well, i'll be damned, she thought with a wry smile. Argent was pregnant, and it was no question as to who the father was. She would pad towards her, and sit beside her, her head inclining softly. She wasn't here to train, or whatever the warriors were doing, no, she was here to observe and make sure Argent didn't do anything she shouldn't be doing in her.. state.
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They would come to her calls, not all of them but a decent enough sum, a fact which pleased the silver knight greatly. Crimson eyes observed each frame as it approached, taking pride in being able to recognize most of their names.Taurig, Keita, and Eris. The first to answer was unknown to Argent, but she supposed it was only a matter of time before she made her introductions. ?Thank you all for coming,? she said, smile crossing her face as she looked at each of them. ?For those of you who don?t know me, my name is Argent Zaldun, and I am an Overseer. I have called you all here for a reason,? she said, inhaling deeply. She didn?t want to stress herself, nor the life in her womb, and so she was thankful there were even numbers.
?A war may soon be coming, and with myself likely expecting, I find it necessary to train all members of Glaciem in battle,? she announced, giving a moment to let that sink in before she continued. ?You will all learn self-defense today. You do not have to be warriors if you do not wish to, but everyone should know basic fighting skills,? she announced. ?Please, partner up,? she requested.
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Narsha listened with titled head as the overseer spoke. The vixen stored her name away in the back of her mind. Much of what the grey woman spoke of was things that Narsha had suspected, had known were bound to happen. This was training. After all what type of empire would they be if they couldn?t defend themselves? Luckily Narsha was decent at it already. ?Please partner up.? Rising gracefully to her paws, she scanned the other who had arrived, small as the group was they were an even number. Approaching an ivory woman Narsha ran her amber eyes over her.
?Do you want to?? She trailed off, flicking her gaze sideways at the overseer. The ivory woman seemed to be about the same size as Narsha and so would prove a challenging enough partner without straining the earthy vixen too much, all fighting history aside.
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