Resilient Together
Blight Plot
07-15-2024, 04:46 PM
She hurried after Oleander at first, asking if she could borrow Eterna to deliver a letter to Spider, then she dashed to her writing supplies and grabbed a piece of paper. Suddenly her heart leaped into her throat, shaking her head she didn't know if she could do this. Tell them to stay away? They'd take it in the worst way possible! After everything! She pulled out a quill Wylan had made of his own feathers and one of the berry ink bottles she had made with Gem. Tears already running down her face, falling on the words.
Spider... We wish you home soon but a blight has entered the forest. Bas wants you to stay aw- No! She can't write that! A sob escaped her maw. She scratched it out, - Demands your safety- yes! Who was he staying with again? She grabbed the letter Spider had left Bas, she knew exactly where it was. Right, Strai and Delphi! -Please stay with Strai and Delphi for now. We will come for you when it's safe. We miss you. I miss you. I'm sorry- No, scrub that last bit out, they don't need that right now. Quickly she signed it, and another few tears fell onto it as she read it over. Fuck, no time to fix it or rewrite it. She grabbed the gift she had made and tied it to the letter. Another rose gold earring, with a little shield emblem etched into the face of the stud.
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She felt sick thinking about Spider getting this letter. She felt sick thinking Bas and the others were trapped over there during this blight. She just felt sick to her stomach.
She took a breath and rolled it up, walking out of the den, she made a beeline for the Obelisk. She needed to gather everyone together. She heard Wilder's call over the trees, calling for anyone in the woods to come to him. Good. Ugh, her stomach felt heavy and swaying, she was going to toss her breakfast if she didn't slow down.
---- The Call ----
She stopped before the obelisk, no time to think, no time to steady herself, no time to toss her cookies either. She lifted her nose to the sky and called loud and clear, her first call over the Armada. - Come all Armada Wolves outside of the forest. Come by The Warlords Orders! - Her paws shook but her voice was steady.
As the curious and cautious came out to join her, she signaled to Ollie's bird and gave her the letter to fly to Spider. She watched it fly out over the mountains towards Hemlock pack lands until she couldn't see Eterna anymore.
She brought her attention down to those who gathered, counting each head and looking to see if there were any stragglers.
"Thank you for gathering," She started, her voice strong and carrying despite the weeping tears escaping the corners of her golden eyes, "We are initiating a Quarentine over the Mile High Woods. At the moment, Basilisk, Wilder, and a few others are trying to determine the origins of a Blight. If you are feeling unwell please line up outside the Northern Warrens until Oleander and the healers can determine if you are sick. We need someone to volunteer to find -" Her eyes went wide and she blinked for a half moment looking away from them all, her nausea was becoming overwhelming. She took a steadying breath after shaking her head, "-A volunteer to find new hunting grounds. If there are no volunteers then I will volunteer you! Now is not the time to sit on our heels." What else, what else, what else?
"The market! We need to close off our side of the market. No one is to cross the line between the market and the Col, or the Mile high woods and the Col. We need guards, hunters, and anyone who can help the healers find the source and cure for this."
She nodded and looked out to the crowd waiting for someone to speak up.
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Basilisk may enter her threads without warning.
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07-16-2024, 02:15 PM
Pyrite was disgruntled at being disturbed by a voice that was not the Warlord, but had the authority to use his name. A scowl crossed her face before she left the den but returned to neutral as she left the entrance. Her light paws carried the golden gilded woman towards th obelisk where the call originated from and her eyes fell upon a weeping she wolf. She presumed this was Basilisk’s mate, but remained silent as the rest of the wolves gathered around. Surprise widened her gaze at the news, there was a blight affecting the mile high woods and immediately Pyr felt a startle in her heart. All of those old majestic trees were in danger, not to mention how much prey lived there. She remained silent, she had no illness or signs of it, but now she was going to keep in mind. Perhaps she could be useful somewhere.