Cherokee needed to chill. Big time. The incident with the pink man from the northern pack had left the ebony knight completely riled up and unsettled in his own home. Since that meeting, the man had barely been home. He had been out patrolling the borders day and night, unable to stand having the northern scum come back to his borders. Who had that bastard thought he was, coming into his land and talking to his wife, and to top it all off, using flattery to try and sway her to become allies with him. What kind of bullshit was that? That was not the way that a professional handled their business. Clearly that man had other intentions with his wife that Cherokee was not willing to allow to even become a possibility.


A heavy sigh would bubble from his ebony lips, audits flattened against his skull as he paced along the border, large frame tense with pent up frustration. His wife had recently become pregnant again with their second litter of pups, which only helped to make the Guardian that much more paranoid and unsettled. Song was clearly far along in her pregnancy, which meant that her body and emotions were slightly out of whack. It would be the perfect time for the northern flea to come and worm his way into his wife's good side and secure a shaky alliance. But that was not going to happen. He had subliminally challenged Cherokee to a fight in the battlefield, but the knight was much too smart for the northerner. He wasn't about to waste his time fighting a pointless battle to leave his wife alone and unguarded. Well technically speaking she wouldn't be left unprotected, but the brute felt that he was the only one who could protect her with the utmost care. And so he would completely ignore the pest's petty challenge, preferring to stay home and train himself and his people. Ludi wasn't a pack for war, but they needed to know at least how to defend themselves.


His pacing would come to a halt, charcoal skull tilting back up to heavens, voice box drumming as he called out to the Divine Guard, the warriors of his pack. He needed to know that he had capable and able bodied warriors on his side. And if they weren't, they would soon become. After a moment he would allow his skull to fall back into its normal position, bi-colored gaze of ivory jade and silver scanning the area, waiting to see who would heed his call. He hoped that all the warriors arrived and if there were some absent, they better have a good excuse for not showing up.


Talk like this

Aria had been out exercising when she caught the call of Cherokee on the wind, summoning. Ears would twitch then swivel in the direction it came from, a brow raising as she rose back up to her full height, curious about why he was calling. She wouldn't waste time standing there though, with a quick stretch she would set out in the direction he called from, moving at a brisk pace. The woman had been slacking on her duties as a Divine Guard, but for good reason. After the hurricane came through the lands she had taken a drink from contaminated water that made her greatly ill, weak and vulnerable, spending most of her time in the den with Haku. But now she was fully recovered and ready to make up for the time she lost. Within a couple of minutes she would spot the dark figure coming into her field of vision, holding her head high with a smile she would close the distance between the two. Within a few feet of the man she would give a dip of her head in greeting, noting the annoyance his body gave off. Did something happen while she was ill? ?Cherokee, what do you have planned for today? I am anxious to get back to my duties now that I have recovered.? She spoke in her old bubbly tones, stump of a tail wiggling behind her as she stood before the man. "normal. talk. think. you."

Haku's ears registered Cheroke's call before his mind did. The man had been patrolling the eastern borders of the territory, walking along the marks in the not springs when he heard the ebony man's call. He had a quick glance along the borders fror anything he missed before starting towards the call. Whe Haku reached fhe clearing in which Cherokee stood, his love Aria had already arrived. She had finally recovered from her sickness that had kept her confined to their den. Haku had tended to her through the wave of illness. He gave her a quick nuzzle before looking to the somewhat distressed Cherokee. The man looked troubled, Haku curiously wondered why. Keeping silent, he nodded to the man in respct and stood beside his mate, waiting.

"speech"