Sun is Setting in the West
11-29-2013, 12:06 AM
Quote:The day was slowly creeping into dawn, and yet there was still some light being shed over the territory. The alpha rose to her feet, ignoring the weariness that her body responded with - Erani would have her hide for not resting after fainting on the battlefield. Instead she had made her rounds to Seracia and Glaciem before returning home, with no more than a day of rest in between. And yet she could not properly rest, not with Glaciem's scent plaguing the territory, not with blood covering her borders and her people injured and in danger of being attacked while they were down. She would not rest until she felt they were safer, until she had seen them all for herself. It was time for a meeting - those that were in Seracia should have returned now, and those that were injured need not travel far just yet to hear her.
She was physically tired, but sleep was far from the alpha's mind. Her people were healing, piecing themselves back together after a lost siege. If only they had a true general to lead them, perhaps the loss would not have been so great - but she had done her best, and fought until she couldn't any longer. Regardless, her people were a peaceful lupine, they were not warriors, they were not soldiers no matter how hard they trained. They fought for themselves, their pride and happiness, not the permanent injury of others. Yet the pack that had marched to their borders for no reason whatsoever, had taken everything they could, tried to destroy them from the inside out - but no matter the injuries given and the prisoners taken, life would go on for Valhalla. She might have failed them once, but she would not remain in her slump and continue to do so. For this pack to rise, she would have to better herself, and despite that being a slow process, she refused to do anything but persevere.
It was soon after returning from Glaciem that she would call to the pack. Her howl was not somber, not sad, but a simple howl for Valhalla to assemble. The news she had for them was various in terms of good and bad, but it all needed to be said. At the heart of the territory, where the damage from their war was less present, she would call to the wolves of Valhalla. She wanted to see them all, despite their group not being one of victory, they were no less great in her eyes. Her members had not failed her, they had fought tooth and nail when they could have run, could have high tailed it to Seracia or Ludicael while the war was ongoing. They were courageous, even if they had not won as many battles.
11-29-2013, 01:14 AM
It was finally over. The turmoil that Drake had witnessed from afar had ceased and come to an end. He had seen his brother arrive in the fray with his bastard alpha and the other lowlifes. He couldn't believe what he was seeing, though it came as no surprise. The Northern pack was very hostile, that much he knew. Especially if his brother had joined, then it must have been a degrading and low pack. After all, his brother was a murderer. A cold blooded killer. And he was after Drake, but so far his brother had not come after him. Drake had seen what the North pack had done to this one. First taking Liberty, and then waging war for no reason other then a pink toned mans pride. Pathetic... He thought as he marched towards the Valhallan territory. He had stopped on the borders, but it seemed like it would be too early for someone to be out at this time, and as soon as he had tilted his head back to make the call, he heard one. He had heard this particular howl a a couple times before, the voice familiar from his first encounter with the pink man and the dual toned alphess. He decided then that he might as well go in on friendly turns, to become an ally and meet the Alphess.
It did not take him long to arrive. The scent of Valhalla strong in the air, an air of depression and loss heavy around him. He spotted the Alphess, and carefully he approached, making his presence known as he came in directly from her left. He had seen her fall in the field of battle along with many of her other pack mates. But he had also witnessed her fighting her heart out to protect her home and her family. That was admirable, and honestly, he thought that a leader who willing to selflessly sacrifice herself like that was a leader worth following. He stopped about 2 yards away, slowing his approach until he came to a standstill slightly to her left. "Good mornin' Noble Alphess. I'm not sure if you remember me, but I was there the day Lady Liberty was taken. My name is Drake Aquarion." He paused for a moment, observing her with care before continuing. "I witnessed the war that went on recently, and I am sorry for the losses that your pack has suffered. However, you fought hard for your pack. That is very admirable, Miss. I know few pack leaders who would selflessly put their lives on the line for their pack members. I am sure Alpha Pinkie Pie in the North are one of those leaders who wouldn't even consider putting himself before his pack mates unless it benefited him."
He offered a small smile at the end. He had taken a liking to this Alphess, he could see that she was strong. Willing to selflessly do what she could for the safety of her pack. He had witnessed it in the battle field, and he had witnessed before then during the ordeal with Liberty. Although Liberty had been taken, Drake had somehow managed to force himself to forget. He had fallen for the young girl, promised to remain by her side when she needed him. And though she had accepted, and even went as far as asked him to remain by her side, it seemed that promises were nothing more then trash to be swept under the rug. He had made himself vulnerable, and the girl he fell for tore his heart. She probably forgot about me...she seems to be having a helluva time in Glaciem anyhow...I put my hopes too high and got shot down. I shouldn't be so trustin' anymore.. Taking a deep breath he looked at Chrysanthe, remaining on his feet until he was given permission to stay or go. The hurt in his eyes apparent, as he was sure that she would remember how he, a stranger, had reacted that day when Liberty was taken.
11-29-2013, 01:46 PM
Guinevere |
They call had awoken her from her deep slumber, it was far from displeasing- if anything she was excited to see her aunt. Picking herself up guinevere would shift her muscles to move along to the heart of valhalla, half expecting for bad news. It was strange being back in her true home, having been away in seracia for so long. If anything it was a relief to go back to normal and resume their day to day lives. The honey orbs would catch the large queen and withought thinking she'd bound forward, racing towards her in a happy parade. " Chrysanthe your back!" The youth would squeel, before halting inches away from her face, but then the beaming smile would fade ever so slightly, observing what glaciem had done to her eye. Guinevere knew not to say anything, afterall she may have self confidant issues. In the youths mind the alphess was still beautiful. Shifting back the adravendi would go into a sit, not sure whether to tell Chrys about the news of Azalea, especially in front of all these people who where about to arrive, how would father take the news?. Within a moment the girls face was filled with worry, even at the attempt of masking it over. It was true, her sister was pregnant. How could the king be so cruel? So twisted to do such a thing, Guin could only hope justice will be served. |
12-01-2013, 11:46 PM
The call of his cousin roused him into action. He had been nearby, waiting for the time when a meeting would be called. Waiting for the time when he could announce to the pack his new relationship with Ashtoreth. And so it was with eager steps he raised himself from his position, nosing Ash's cheek and giving her a tender lick. "It's time to rise, love. A meeting has been called." he whispered. He would then lead the way from the den, moving outside swiftly to attend the gathering. He greeted Chrysanthe, nodding as well before taking a seat somewhere in front of her, saving a spot for Ash beside him.
12-04-2013, 11:49 PM
Walk | Talk | Think
Only slightly did Ashtoreth move as Leon rose, still caught beneath the veil of slumber. Truth be told, it had been some time since she had been able to rest so soundly and peacefully, her mind preoccupied with worries and fears about the future. Between the pack going to war and her own conflicting feelings regarding her den-mate at the time, she had been only keeping sane by distracting herself with her job as lead hunter, working with meeting all of those under her direction and trying to evaluate their skills before she set them out on a group hunt. And then she had been worrying about Leon after he had confessed to her and she had left with the refugees, seeking shelter in Seracia and waiting out the war. Their home was still in tatters and not everyone had returned yet, but having a moment to simply rest beside the wolf who had been on her mind for the past couple years was enough to satisfy her for the time being.
A little groan was given as her cheek was nudged and then licked, fighting against waking until she caught Leon's voice and felt it pull her like a lifeline into wakefulness, blinking her bleary gold and purple eyes open to peer upward into his face as she lifted her head and yawned. A meeting? That seemed appropriate. A lot had happened since their last, and with many of them still trying to regroup and the whole back just trying to get their paws back under them again it seemed necessary. They had a lot of catching up to do, and the sooner they started on it the better of they would be.
She stayed close on Leon's heels as he led the way to the meeting, glancing absently at the faces that she passed on their way to find a seat. It was not until her two-toned gaze alighted upon Chrysanthe that she felt herself and tense with surprise. Twice now she had seen her leader after the effects of a battle, each time scarred and battle weary. It was not a look she was accustomed to seeing her in, nor one that she hoped to see her in often. Suddenly afraid of seeing more scarred faces amongst her pack mates Ashtoreth lowered her eyes as she traveled the last few steps to where Leon sat, moving to position herself beside him and settle upon her haunches with her side brushing his to listen for what the meeting would reveal of their fates.