Sephiroth

Stretching within the confines of his cliff side den, Sephiroth stifled a yawn as he rose from the ground. The sun was high above the water, indicating that it was early afternoon. He stepped out into the sun, the breeze tugging gently at his pelt as he shook out his fur. He had fallen asleep the entire night, when he had only planned on taking a nap for an hour before returning to his patrols. But it was sleep he needed, and although it wasn't enough sleep, it was something to help his body recover even if just a little. Aquamarine gaze swept the landscape below, and as usual, everything seemed sound and calm. After a few moments of time to himself, Sephiroth would make his way towards the clearing where meetings were held. It was the heart of the pack land, and a perfect place for what he had planned for today. It had been quite a while since he had done any sort of training, in fact, he figured the last time he had done training was before joining Valhalla. And that was well over a couple seasons ago. He had to get back into the motion of things and not lack in his training again. Perhaps, he could even train others about what he knew. The thought gave him more motivation as he strode forward. Within no time at all, he was at the clearing. He stood in the clearing, glancing around before tilting his head to the sky to make a soft howl to those nearby.

Lately thoughts of a family brewing in her tummy had been crowding her mind. She was not sure if she could be pregnant yet but she felt like she wasn't ready. Sure she had a supportive pack, a loving kind husband but there was something she lacked. Something she lacked since before the war. She had no battle skills, what mother would she make if she could no properly defend her pups, and yet even more so as a denmother? Sure she had learned a few things long ago in her old pack but most of it she had forgotten. And it was all due to the fact she purposely blocked those memories from her mind. Early afternoon would find her roaming around the island, staying near the jungle and the clearing where pack meetings were held. She subconsciously was hoping to run into someone that could help her. Yet she was nervous, shy. She shook her head, had she not silently vowed to be more open with the pack and mingle more? Sky blue eyes scanned the clearing just as the white and black Digamma entered. Her head tilted slightly as he howled out to the pack. She stepped out of the brush to join him. Sephiroth correct? I don't think we have officially met before. What brings you to call everyone? Is everything ok? She sat down a few feet away, sky blue eyes creased with worry. She hoped the Digamma had not spotted trouble and called everyone to warn them. Or maybe he found something on the island that required others to investigate. Speech,