Don't get your hair caught in the propellor
10-29-2014, 01:23 PM
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It had been several months since she had called her entire pack together for a general meeting. Most of them had gathered when she offered them the chance to achieve a rank, but then there had been those who failed. And now her son had left to create his own empire. There were things they needed to know. She would traipse across the plains, silver paws pressing into the ground as she sought out a meeting place. Coral pools swept across her home, a smirk curling her lips. So much had happened. The russet queen had been sent home, but she was done with them, not yet. She had great plans for the little pack. Haunches would recline, her tail curling around her hips before she tossed her crown back. Her call would boom across the lands, summoning her entire pack to her. Those who failed would be punished severely. Ending her call, she would wait. Audits twitched back and forth, her gaze sweeping wide, they would all flock to her soon enough. Eery patience surrounded her as she waited to see who would be the first to arrive. "Burn Baby Burn" |
10-29-2014, 02:13 PM
The call would ring loudly, surrounding the Adravendi completely. How could she ignore? It had been a while since she had seen Cataleya, had anything changed? Perhaps Meinx needed to visit packs and seek alliances? She would raise to her feet quickly, large paws taking her closer and closer towards the destination. Meinx was already fairly close by, and it was to no surprise that she would arrive first. The woman would move swiftly, seating herself in front of Cat, nodding briefly. " Cataleya." Was there any news? Anything that would give them all something to talk about? She would wait patiently. Knowing many more where bound to show up or risk being severely punished by Cat or even Meinx. She was a beta afterall, she held enough power in Arcanum, though she was still loyal to cat, and could only go so far. OOC: Sorry its so short, i wanted to hop in quickly before leaving to get some food<3 |
Meinx has no nose and heavy scarring on the top of the muzzle. Some tables may not show this.
10-30-2014, 03:16 AM
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11-01-2014, 05:35 PM
She did not know of the time it had been since a meeting had been called, but nonetheless, the harlot would arrive, at a steady pace as soon as the call was instilled. There was much difference between the cry of challenge and that of summons. This was the dominant kind of summon. Mandatory to heed. The woman contemplated silently what her punishment could have been should she not had come to listen to whatever the sovereign had to speak of. Her pale gost slipped toward the queen, settling about seven feet away from her, amethysts filled with contempt as she sat, banner still as a stone, and her paws were firm on the ground. Her neck still burned from her battle with Valentine, but she had stopped passing out constantly. What was left, however, was a particularly nasty wound with blood caked on it, but it was a mark of battle. Perhaps the son of the queen still had his memories of what the bitch could do, even if she hadn't won their game. my actions | |
11-02-2014, 01:08 AM
Well, there was a train of children, a few more wolves, and the meeting started with the whole of Arcanum present. That must have been the pleasure of the sovereign's day. Amethysts observed with keen interest, features faded to a neutral expression by now. She had looked down numerous times to capture the faces and scents of the newer members of Arcanum. Maybe names would come soon, or maybe not. And so they would. The silver queen would begin to speak, announcing proudly of her son's claim. In the future, Imperium and Arcanum could be an unstoppable empire, that the white harlot knew. The mention of a festival of battle and union was an interesting fact, shifting to accomodate this boat of information riding on a flood of words. Next, the sound of Solstice's queen's return to her pack piqued her interest more so, but the silver woman would not go on in too much detail about such a thing, simply stating that Arcanum was not done with the pack yet. Prices were a debt owed. And from what she had heard, that price was a hefty one. Oh, what joy had come from joining Arcanum out of force. War was at every corner, and as far as she was concerned, blood was a welcome sight in battle. She loved duels. After such simple sound, she would begin upon the coming of Kylar's grandchildren. Empyrea hadn't known of any other children besides Basanti. Quietly, she would flick her ears, looking at the two children nearby. Colten and Amarant. Those names had a nice ring to them. The silver queen's next lyrics spoke of a new beginning for the harlot. She was a harlot no more. Now, she was a simple woman in the pack. Now she could prove who she really could be. The silver queen's stare harshened on her, singling out the white woman, but she would remain still, a respectful smile curling her features. Her lushly accented lyrics flitted from inky lips as she bowed her skull. my actions | |
11-04-2014, 09:12 PM
Ew. This was awful. Did he ever go to meetings in Secruta? He couldn't remember. Ear would prick to his name, but it was paired with Colten and didn't make too much interest to him. But then suddenly a word he had heard but never attended.
Festival.
He couldn't think one more second, he started to weave his way in between the wolves gathered, not even hearing the next grueling words from Cat and Empyerea. "Ky!" He would shout half-way across the field, but his shouting did not over power the woman's cries of revenge. He finally made it to the front, standing just before Kylar and looking up at him with excited puppy eyes and a slightly wagging tail.
"Ky, I wanna go to the festival!"
He did not shout, but his voice was loud enough for everyone to hear if no one was talking. Of course his movement through the crowd, possibly bumping into others most likely caught everyone's attention.
11-05-2014, 12:13 AM
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