Brightly Wound
01-09-2014, 07:42 PM
(This post was last modified: 01-09-2014, 08:06 PM by Chrysanthe.)
ooc: this meeting is an activity check! Because of the new rules on how many members can be in a pack, i would like Valhalla to be a little more active - me included. a post a week will be required from members here, but it won't be a rule I enforce until after this meeting is over. If you don't post here, I will assume that your wolf has left the pack and they will be set as rogues. This will also be a rank shuffle! (: Valhalla was settling well - and of that Chrysanthe was thankful. The moment of peace was much appreciated, but the last thing that the woman wanted was for things to get stale. The pack was not one for war, but she wanted the wolves here to have a bit of fun as well. Because of their new location, this put them closer to their sister pack, Seracia, and she already had a trip planned to go and visit, it had been a while since she had checked in. It seemed the alpha would never run out of trips to make and things to do - but Chrysanthe was glad for it, it kept things interesting and her on her toes.
Hopefully she could do the same for her members.
There were changes that the alpha was set on implementing, and she hoped that the wolves of Valhalla would enjoy them. Quietly the woman would make her way toward the meeting place, the midday sun was bright and warm, but the weather wasn't too hot with it being the beginnings of spring. The jungle stood tall behind her, but there was more than enough space for the many wolves of Valhalla to gather on the soft grass that grew underfoot. They would meet beneath a particularly tall cluster of trees, the only ones that grew in the area - a landmark that would be hard to miss for nearly a couple of miles.
Hoping that Gideon would be close behind, or perhaps he had followed her from their shared den after she nudged him and told him it was time for a meeting - she would wait a couple of moments before lifting her head and howling for the pack. It was a gentle call, there was no bad news or particular urgency - but it was absolute. Any who wished to keep their place in this pack without seeking her out immediately afterward would not be considered Valhallan without some sort of re-acceptance.
After the call was made she would sit and wait for the rest of the pack to arrive. She had plenty to tell them - and hopefully they would like it because none of the news was really all that bad. It felt good to be able to have a positive meeting.
Hopefully she could do the same for her members.
There were changes that the alpha was set on implementing, and she hoped that the wolves of Valhalla would enjoy them. Quietly the woman would make her way toward the meeting place, the midday sun was bright and warm, but the weather wasn't too hot with it being the beginnings of spring. The jungle stood tall behind her, but there was more than enough space for the many wolves of Valhalla to gather on the soft grass that grew underfoot. They would meet beneath a particularly tall cluster of trees, the only ones that grew in the area - a landmark that would be hard to miss for nearly a couple of miles.
Hoping that Gideon would be close behind, or perhaps he had followed her from their shared den after she nudged him and told him it was time for a meeting - she would wait a couple of moments before lifting her head and howling for the pack. It was a gentle call, there was no bad news or particular urgency - but it was absolute. Any who wished to keep their place in this pack without seeking her out immediately afterward would not be considered Valhallan without some sort of re-acceptance.
After the call was made she would sit and wait for the rest of the pack to arrive. She had plenty to tell them - and hopefully they would like it because none of the news was really all that bad. It felt good to be able to have a positive meeting.
01-09-2014, 08:02 PM
Sephiroth |
Sephiroth had been sitting nearby, always close to the heart of the pack since the end of war. He had found a new thing to be protective of, and that was his Valhallan family. Granted, he still didn't know most of them personally, but that would not keep him from his duties of protecting each and every one of them. His Alphess, especially. They had fought together side by side against a Glaciem enemy and the opponent had eventually fallen. And though Sephiroth hadn't won his match against the other Glaciem, he had still given it his all in that battle and held no regrets since that last talk with his beloved Alphess. He always strived to do his best for the pack, the wolves in it, and the close knit community that they all shared together. Valhalla was truly something he loved being a part of, and although his skills were advanced in more military and war standards, he would use his skills to teach his pack to better protect themselves in the future. Dual toned figure stepped out of his chosen den. It was fairly close to where Chrysanthe held her meeting, on the other side of one of the large trees in fact. He came around the other side of the large trunk and aquamarine eyes stared at the Alphess as he approached, a dip of his head and a greeting to follow. "Good afternoon, Chrysanthe. How have you been?" He inquired politely as he took a seat some feet in front of her. He settled his haunches on the soft ground, tail curled around his paws as he sat erect and at attention. |
01-09-2014, 08:10 PM
(This post was last modified: 01-12-2014, 09:00 AM by Flamesong.)
here to relive your darkest moments Flamesong had been on the island for a few weeks now, and was settling in nicely. The man was well rested and completely prepared to take on whatever duties his alpha assigned to him. He had just been foraging the grounds for wild herbs when his alphess sounded a call for a meeting. With a bundle of berry branches hanging from his maw, he took off in the direction of the sound. His leader was standing pridefully in the center of a small clearing just large enough to seat the pack. It appeared that one other wolf had arrived before him, and he smiled in friendly greeting. Flamesong approached Chrysanthe with a dip of his head and dropped the berries in front of his paws. "Afternoon milady." After his greeting he picked up his bundle of herbs and sat a good number of feet away, allowing the other wolf some space but staying well near enough to hear his alphess. |
01-09-2014, 08:13 PM
He hadn't been socializing as much with the pack as he should've and for that he felt guilty as he slowly made his way towards the sound of his best friend's call. He hadn't seen Chrysanthe since the move to the island, or anyone for that matter. He had been keeping himself secluded around the island, trying to avoid others, even his own daughter, as he tried to repress the depression that had sunken in lately. It had taken a strangle hold on him and the aging white knight just couldn't find the strength to completely fight it off. It was easier to just let it take him than to fend it off.
Half blind bi-colored gaze of ruby and azure would fall across the gathered figures of his fellow packmates. He would first spot Chrysanthe, avoiding making eye contact with her as he situated himself towards the back of the group. As he continued looking around, he would spot Seraphine's figure, reading the annoyance across her shoulders. Did she hate him? He wouldn't know until he talked to her and at this point, he wasn't sure she would ever talk to him again.
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