The basic necessities
09-18-2014, 10:32 PM
(This post was last modified: 09-18-2014, 10:33 PM by Motif I.)
The never ending torrent of rain made the Alpha girl worry, she knew Abaven territory had already started to flood, with the rivers already burst this water was simply adding to the problem and until it died down and the sun soaked up as much as it could, they would be stuck here. At least they didn't have to worry about dehydration.. but food was another matter. They already had a bunch of injured and exhausted wolves amongst them and soon food would become a problem. With this in mind the girl would make her way over to Bass and stop at his side. She smiled at her brother, a gentle and soothing movement in the hopes of reassuring him - they where in this together after all, all of them, as a family, that had to count for something didn't it?
?Brother mine... I can gather the strongest of us and go out there in search of prey?? she offered him softly, they would need the strongest to brave the weather and still be effective in hunting. She didn't know how bad it might be out there, but she was certain the buffeting wind spoke of at least a small hurricane out there somewhere.
"Speech"
09-18-2014, 10:48 PM
Bass let out a sigh, he had just gotten away from being hurt and now here he was again. The whole front of his chest was bruised, his limbs aching and tired from the storm. And the loss of Chrono... It all had hit hum so hard, it felt that he could not take two steps without pain and misery following behind him. He was trying to be strong for his pack, but since Chrono's death he had not been the same. Hardly any jokes left the alpha's maw, and while he still smiled it never quite reached his ears. His golden eyes were dull, and Bass was once again in that rut that he had only just managed to claw out of eve's before. Motif came up to him, asking him if she should go form a hunt. The boy just looked up and her and blinked a few times, taking a few moments to actually understand what her words meant. Food, pack, right. He was being selfish with his feelings of woe yet again, traits that a strong leader would not show. He nodded his head slowly, although no words left his inky lips. He just hung his head once more, not moving from the position that he sat in. He didn't feel like an alpha anymore, he was letting everyone down. A sputtering sigh left his lips, those once shimmering eyes sliding shut.