Tanelan

Wounds had been treated. Despite their failure Tanelan thought many of their member could agree they had defended for all that they were worth. Perhaps they should speak to Beau about some joint training and ask Ethne for a few paws to help. They couldn’t deny feeling… vulnerable. Especially with their young litter, after the raid. Yet as the sun rose and the healing wolves readjusted to their lives they decided to touch base.

Tanelans call was not urgent, but more inviting than anything. Even their young ones would be welcome. They wanted to lift spirits and maybe self defense even for their non fighters would be a good idea. So he waited in the clearing by the dam to see who would show up. Hopefully they would get a decent turn around.

Bellatrix Ravenwood

It never took Trixy long to bounce back, despite having lost her fight and the pack having lost the raid, she was already back to herself. Perhaps it was part of being young but she couldn't deny it was just a part of her being her. She wasn't so stupid or naive to the fact that it could happen again, but if she held onto the upset of having lost, how would she ever make friends with anyone of that pack? She wouldn't that was just the facts of it, and Beau had said friends were important especially since she was a princess of Norad.

She had been out, looking for more stuff to replace what had been taken so Beau might not have to. Though she wasn't really sure what all they might need. She knew the other pack had taken alot but she just hoped that she could just help replace it quickly so no one would stay mad at the other pack. Her head turned at the sound of Tan's call though and she, with a mouthful of probably useless garbage made for where the sound came from. She was quick to arrive and dropped the junk near Tan with a grin. Her paws were full of mud and gunk, telling all she had been near the river that ran through their territory.

"Got some stuff to help out Daddy Tanelan." She was grinning ear to ear proudly at her successful haul. She moved keeping the positive energy in her steps into a place now to face Tanelan. Excitement was bubbling from her as she waited to see what they were doing today.

"Talk"
Say come on and show the world who you really are

Beauregard had refused to allow his wounds to be tended until he was sure all of his wolves had been seen first. Defenders… his family… Each member of Norad was an extension of the family he was building, and the more he came to realize that, the more he realized what Bellamy had meant to create when she formed Ethne. Their kingdom, an ally to that pack, might have been new, they may have lost supplies in winter, but Beauregard couldn’t help but feel a swell of pride for those who stood with them. Even knowing they were outnumbered, with wolves who had been more skilled than they were… They had all stood without hesitation for their home. Small, young, old, handicapped… each of them had fought regardless. And as Beauregard woke the next morning he swore he would strive to get even stronger, to continue to protect Norad as its Artifex and make sure that next time, they would be better prepared to face a threat. The man heard the call of his mate and turned from the borders to answer. He wanted to check on each of their members… and reach out to their youngest. Seeing their loved ones injured would be confusing, possibly frightening for them… or worse yet might make them angry and want to go punish the bullies. He needed to be firm that they weren’t to go off on their own, lest they get hurt or snatched up by another predator. He would arrive to find Tanelan and Bellatrix present, a sigh leaving his lips. He approached his eldest and nuzzled her cheek. “You shouldn’t have come out to the battlefield, Trixy.” His words were soft, eyes glazed over with the worry he had for her. He wasn’t looking directly at the yearling… not yet. “...if you’re going to insist on getting in such situations… at least let us train you first, okay?” There would be no stopping the pixie from defending her home, he realized. So he at least wanted her to have the skills to keep herself safe. He looked to Bellatrix now, his blue gaze fixed on her. “Promise me?” "Speech," 'Thought.'