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[Spirit De Luna]

Name - Drogo
Pack - Blood Stone Pack
Rank - Guardians
Location - Densite
Tags - Fantine - Shiro

His amber eyes flicked around the pack as Fantine named off those to stay behind and protect the pack while the meeting ensued. He nodded briefly believing that Sequoia was an excellent choice. Though he worried about the young apprentice's ability he also knew Shadow would have to start proving he was capable of the position. Drogo's ears lay flat on his head with worry at the mention of one of them being away from the alphess and heiress. He knew it was a smart move, but two Guardians were better than one. He closed his eyes to think as his fellow guardian responded. The idea of leaving Fantine and Snow was unbearable in Drogo's mind. As guardians Shiro and Drogo were meant to protect them, but they also did things that were asked of them. "I would prefer to stay with Fantine and Snow if you don't mind, but I agree that we will need to bring warriors as well. If we are going to be down a guardian then we will need to be prepared for anything." He dug his claws into the ground and let out a sigh.

Name - Ira
Pack - Death Stone Pack
Rank - Warrior
Location - Densite
Tags - Dakota

The white wolf scoffed at Dakota's attempt at optimism. Nothing about the meeting made Ira happy except maybe the possibility of ending the Blood Stone Pack along with the curse. A low growl rumbled in her chest. "The only answers I hope to find in the answer of blood from the pack responsible for causing this curse upon us. The Blood Stone Pack will pay!" Her growl turned into a vicious snarl. All Ira could think about was tearing into the other pack. She wanted revenge, no..... she needed revenge. "If Fantine has any brains at all she won't show up at all. Or she could just tuck tail and run." Her mind started to drift to thoughts of the meetings outcome. It could go so many ways, as long as it ended with her pack the victors then Ira would be happy.

[Sonder,]

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Carax's head bobbed thoughtfully in tune with the Sanguinist's council. Though his eyes faced her he was miles from the present. He wondered what Mhysa would have said in this situation. Would she be proud of him now opting for truce rather then bloodshed?

She never agreed with the ancient ways of his pack. To have sacrifices, to capture prisoners ... She would always tell him the gods weren't going to be happy. But he never listened, he needed to keep tradition. That was the DeathStone way.

Every time he choses to reminisce on his mate the taste of her blood floods back, as if it was fresh again, dripping from his lips... Why does jealousy control me so? He cursed. Mhysa could preform this meeting so much better. She always had a profound emotional intelligence, and loved social interactions.

As a former war general / guardian .. Carax simply had enough power to 'sound' etiquette and trustworthy. But when it came to actually trying to form a relationship deeper then a simple pack-mate relationship, he's like a fumbling pup, forgetting what to say, freaking out. How can he pull them through this meeting if Fantine used her barbed tounge, and twisted riddles?

Perhaps it was being so close to Nileria that caused these memories of Mhysa to come back ... it was as if his subconscious was guilty about him being so close to her and even enjoying her company.

Caraxes grunted in agreement, the mid-days sun illuminating his blemished, un-appealing face. "I think your right, and perhaps taking Xena will be the best option." He turned to observe Zyre, watching the apprentice flash Cecil a questionable look. He huffed in amusement ... apprentices He thought. "Xena is known to be friendly and loves speaking to others. It might be just what the meeting needs. I know she's chatted me half to death and she's supposed to fear and respect me" He finished a mixture of annoyance and amusement.


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Pulling her lengthy limbs from beneath her, the slight Alphess rose into a stance, as if the plan in her mind had been concluded. Just visibly Behind her, her feathered tail rose with sense of confidence. Confidence that had been ebbing away the past few weeks. "Then my friends it seems we have a plan" She pressed her soft muzzle against each of her guardians, a sign of utmost respect. "Drogo will come to the meeting, and you Shiro shall lead our side mission". Fantine's face flickered with a sense of the old charisma she had, offering the two gentlemen a friendly expression. This was what she was good at. This is why she became Alphess. She was the master of pack politics and as long as she had a grasp on every wolf she protected, she had the confidence to lead them through these tempestuous times.

At Shiro's query she began to name her warriors clear in her mind ... who to choose, who to choose ...

There was a frighteningly low number of fighting wolves she had at her disposal. It seemed crazy to think that once Fantine had a warrior force, sixteen strong, and four loyal guardians. But this was a time that had long past. Ever since the curse had hit, the tainted memories of blood and violence rippled through their pack. And now a mere four seasons later the majority of her pack were dead ...

"I was thinking that Nym and Mitsu shall accompany us in the meeting. Along with Sannan our servant. I know its a bold choice but we don't have the numbers, and this could be her opportunity to prover her loyalty to the pack?" She paused, awaiting their council before continuing, "Prehaps we should take our bone reader apprentice as well, Sage, she may be useful if things end sour. And as for our Bone reader, Maia, I was thinking to leave her behind as she can still put up a fight if necessary?" She finished, her self-assuredness ebbed slightly with the realisation, that Caraxes may have a larger pack.

"I hope we can pull this off" She muttered towards her guardians, although she would always portray an aura of assertiveness, she was undoubtedly still concerned, for what the meting would demand of herself and her pack.

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A fresh breeze was driving the clouds away. In front of Nym the woods were filled with pale yellow light from the lowering evening sun , reflecting from puddles on the ground and water droplets hanging on every branch and frond of fern. The whole forest seemed to be drinking in the life- giving water, the trees lifting their dusty leaves to catch each sparkling drop.

As the three of them travelled on through the Forest of Broken Shadows towards the Bloom Meadow in silence, Nym'ears pricked with anticipation of the sounds of prey. He was eager to prove his worth to the pack. He desperately wanted to attend the meeting and stand up against the tyranny, in the form of Caraxes and his band of murders.

.... Finally after what seemed like forever, he took his first paw-step into the ever vibrant meadow. "We've made it" He whispered to his comrades.

The Meadow had few tall trees for coverage. Most of the ground was choked with nettles and wildflowers, separated by shallow pools of water. Nym's paws sank into the peaty earth at every step, and he shivered as his belly fur grew soaked. "Can either of you scent anything?" He hummed, as he scanned the meadow for any sign of caribou or Dall sheep.


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[Queen of flames]

Mitsu | 3years | male | Blood stone warrior | crush on Drogo | tags: open

He scanned the camp one wolf by time but didn't really focus on anyone too long. His ears perked back and front as he heard some conversations here and there, not really knowing what most of them were talking about and he didn't really listen either, what the others speak was not something he could be focusing on. Though even if he didn't fully hear the conversations between the Alphness and a few other wolves he felt the tension between them, he figured out that it must be because of the meeting tonight. He himself was not sure what to think about it at all, he wanted to be neutral and think that it goes fine.

Sannan | 1,5 years | female | Blood stone servant | crush on maybe Sequola | tags: Whisper

She flicked her ears as she listened to the maiden "Prey huh, sure I can get you something to eat, I think I saw someone put something fresh on the pile this morning...as well...I am not allowed to get out of the camp alone without someone with me...even for a hunt..." she said with a sigh. She didn't mind the cleaning or den building or anything like that as she found that very fun actually, but not being able to hunt all by herself made her feel useless, and those who did come with her almost always complained about her hunting skills.

She nodded to the maiden when she responded to her little question "Uh, Yes I think I understand what you mean, having pups with someone you don't really love is hard...I don't think I could ever too that, even if I do want pups someday..." she responded her eyes looking the ground "Thought I don't think anyone wants a servant's pups and pups don't deserve to be born to be lower ranking wolves..." she murmured silently.

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Cecil | 4 years | male | Death stone Bone reader | crush on open | tags: Presea, open

He watched still and let the prisoner eat her little meal, his eyes looked over to the cleaning turning to see his Alpha there, seeing a little look from the two apprentices too, but he didn't mind about that. Prisoner or not everyone needs to eat, a prisoner's duty is not just to die of hunger, actually, prisoners had an even crueler fate and he thought that nobody really told that to the young prisoner, they had now. He didn't have the heart to tell that either, he just hoped that the younger wolf had good luck on her paws, to lead her away from a cruel fate that was waiting for her.

Presea | 1 year | female | Death stone prisoner | crush on Zyre | tags: Cecil, open

She devoured her small yet tasteful meal in hurry, almost like she was afraid that someone could come to steal that from her. A situation like that could make her try to defend her meal, but she knew that on her rank that could not be a good thing to do, she could immediately give up and give the prey away. She licked her lips as she finished the small prey she got to eat, she looked up to the Bone reader, feeling the stare at her pelt from the way she saw the two apprentices but decided not to look back she didn't want to start anything with anyone and she knew that some wolves took even a look as a challenge to blame her.

[necrobinical]

SNOW - - BLOODSTONE'S GENTLE HEIRESS

LOCATION: Bloodstone Densite TAGS: Open!
A hunting trip. Snow sits by the exit to the exit to the densite, scenting around for her brother. But it seems he left, based on these scent trails, along with Nym and Sequoia. Maybe they were already on the hunt? Well, that would make her job easier! Maybe she can just head out herself and catch some small game. Surely no one would mind. After a second more deliberation, Snow slips out of camp and out into the wilds. A few fish would be so tasty...

SHADOW - - BLOODSTONE'S DEDICATED SANGUINIST APPRENTICE

LOCATION: Bloom Meadows TAGS: Nym, Sequoia
Shadow huffs atNym. Asking such a question, does his own nose not work anymore? Though, after a second of obviously agitated silence, he raises his head from its drooped position and opens his mouth. Hm. Dall sheep, he can smell those. But this wretched place always smells like them. Though, there was something else... Shadow padded to the front of the ridge, taking in a deep sniff before lowering his eyes and huffing. "Caribou. Scent 'em. There." As he turns to pad back behind Nym, he flicks his tail in the direction of where he scented caribou.

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JANUARY - - DEATHSTONE'S ALOOF MAIDEN

LOCATION: Deathstone Densite, in a nest TAGS:
Girl's still asleep. Gosh, can she sleep!

DECEMBER - - DEATHSTONE'S GIANT WARRIOR

LOCATION: Deathstone Densite TAGS: Open!
December padded carefully through the densite, sniffing around for illness or wolf blood. Anything that would render his packmates unfit for a meeting, or for protecting the densite. If he were Alpha--he would never be, and thank the Gods, he knows he would be bad at it--he would just bring everyone. But no one asks good ol' December, so he doesn't voice that idea. He sniffs at the den his mother is still sleeping within and chuckles to himself. His mom loved to sleep. He hopes she'll be awake to watch the densite at night, though. That'd be useful.

[~Raining Fire~]

𝚁𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛
DeathStone | female | warrior |2 years | location: densite | tags: December
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River had been awake for some time already this morning and had been in the densite long before most of her other pack members. Unknowing to them of course since she chose to stay out of the way. Not being the most confident, River sat back and watched the morning routines of her pack mates. River yawned quietly before laying down outside the den tunnel and resting her head on her paws. With a deep exhale she went back to watching the pack. Waiting for maybe a hunting patrol to be gathered - River preferred hunting over fighting. Although both were equally as important .
Her eyes scanned around the densite until they landed on the large warrior, December. Holding her breath for a moment River decided to greet the wolf a good morning. She was always hesitant to speak to others in the morning due to not knowing their moods. Rising to her paws from her place beside the den tunnel. She padded towards the large warrior "Good morning December. How was your sleep?" she asked quietly.

𝙳𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚢
DeathStonePack |Female | Warrior |4 years | location: densite | tags:
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Destiny rose to her paws as she awoke. Not one to linger on missing sleep - she was always ready to begin her day. Maybe today they’d finally hear that this curse had ended and they could go back to living normally. She flicked her tail as she padded out of the den and followed the connection leading her through the camp, conversations between pack members had already begun for the day. Keeping to herself - for once instead of just butting into the first heard conversation, Destiny scanned her surroundings to see if anyone was open to chat with

𝙱𝚕𝚊𝚣𝚎
BloodStone Pack | male | sanguinist |4 years | location: Densite| tags: open.
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Blaze yawned as the Dawn cracked, he had laid down not too long ago and had fallen into a light sleep. For being a bigger wolf - blaze didn’t sleep much. A fear of his was missing an order from his Alpha. Besides, the most excitement happens when the sky is dark. It’s when he prefers working.
He had been up through the night plotting ways to destroy the DeathStone pack as soon as he could. With them out of the way maybe things would calm down. Besides, it’s their fault this sickness is happening in the first place. He shook his head before pushing himself to his paws to officially begin the day. He had to admit, he slept in a bit today than his normal wake up time. Shaking his head to himself he reflected on his dreams. Of course - being the way he was, Blaze had been recalculating the most recent mission Fantine had set him on. He could have saved time in his kill by waiting to leap on the unsuspecting border patrolling wolf, if he would have waited their back would have been fully turned. However, the wolf did put a small fight up. Which was nice for Blaze he guessed. Sometimes wolves just laid there and accepted their fate. He enjoyed when they fought back - added something different into the mix.
Blaze licked around his mouth the taste of blood almost reappearing. It had been a few days since he had been called on so he was getting a bit bored. Hopefully soon he would be able to get back to work.

[Nyverria]

Nꮖꮮꭺꭱꮖꭺ
〖Female〗〖Sanguinist〗〖4 y〗
〖Mentions: Xena & Zyre〗〖Death Stone〗
〖Tags: Caraxes〗

The she-wolf kept her attention on Caraxes as he spoke. As the mid-days sun illuminated his blemishes, she couldn't help but wonder how the others feared him just from his background and his appearance. Perhaps it was just from his lack of social skills and him installing fear? Nilaria would never really know the truth, the only thing she knew was to follow out his orders and do her best to protect the pack. She sat down letting out a slight sigh while she turned her attention ahead of her once more.

"Not all wolves are going to fear you.." Nilaria started as she also turned her attention towards Zyre and Xena. "Some will respect you no matter what because you are our Alpha." the black she-wolf finished as she gazed back at Caraxes. "You know.." she trailed off as her amber eyes sharpened as if she were looking for something within Caraxes' gaze. She wanted to praise him for leading the pack through this difficult time with the curse going on and the meeting happening tomorrow; she wanted to tell him Mhysa would be proud. Nilaria pinned her ears back for a split second before she turned her attention away from the Alpha, "Xena would be a good choice and she would keep the meeting a little more lively compared to the others."

Nilaria felt it would be wiser not to bring up his belated mate at a time like this... besides, he was the one that killed her.
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〖Male〗〖Apprentice〗〖7 m〗
〖Mentions: None〗〖Death Stone〗
〖Tags: Xena〗

Zyre listened as to what Xena had said, he also hoped that the pack would get some answers. It would also be cool if the two of them got to go as well! "How awesome would it be if we got to go the meeting?!" Zyre barked loudly while again wagging his tail happily. He could see it now! Xena and himself standing there facing the enemy!

There was a clear sign of what was going through Zyre's head at that point in time. The young male was just itching to go to the meeting now. "Well... he trailed off as his tail dropped while he started to think, "I would rather defend our den." Zyre finished as he gazed around the den. If they all went to the meeting, who would defend the others? The young wolf sat down and huffed, 'Man all this meeting and curse stuff really bums me out..' he thought to himself while turning his attention back to Xena.
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Ꮃꮋꮖꮪꮲꭼꭱ
〖Female〗〖Maiden〗〖2 y〗
〖Mentions: None〗〖Blood Stone〗
〖Tags: Sannan〗

Whisper pinned her ears back slightly embarrassed, "Actually... don't worry about the prey. I completely understand." The white she-wolf felt bad that Sannan wasn't allowed to leave the den site as it was due to the fact she was a servant. She honestly didn't know how to cheer up the slightly younger she-wolf. Maybe once this whole curse passes then maybe Sannan could prove herself worthy of climbing the ranks?

Whisper thought that might be a brilliant idea. "Perhaps once this curse lifts from our pack and things are back to normal.. you could possibly show that you deserve a higher ranking with the pack?" the little wolf barked sympathetically hoping that it actually might cheer them up.
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Ꮪꮋꮖꭱꮻ
〖Male〗〖Guardian〗〖3 y〗
〖Mentions: Blaze〗〖Blood Stone〗
〖Tags: Fantine & Drogo〗

He was going to lead the side mission alongside Blaze. 'Blaze..' Shiro shuttered as he thought about actually going on the mission with the Sanguinist. He was so overly arrogant and cocky.. things Shiro disliked about the black wolf even though he did respect his work and how he helps in protecting their pack. Shiro's thoughts were disrupted once he felt Fantine press her muzzle against him for a moment. That was how his Alphess showed her respect for her guardians and all Shiro did was appreciate that she cared for the both of them.

"I believe bringing those wolves would show less of a threat." Shiro replied to Fantine when she mentioned who she was going to bring to the meeting. The male prayed to the gods that the meeting would go smoothly while his absence was absent. Now he had to speak with Blaze after their little council meeting to discuss the plan with Blaze for tomorrow. 'Gods hope he doesn't get carried away tomorrow..' he prayed silently to himself. Shiro gave the Alphess a nod of approval towards her last little mutter that was directed to both guardians. "I think we'll be fine for tomorrow." the male simply barked at Fantine in assurance. He secretly hoped they would be able to pull of their little heist as well.

[Lights.Out]

• Dakota •
warrior | bio | Deathstone | location: densite | tags: Ira, open

He nodded along with what Ira said. Although he did usually try to stay civil, this was a situation where he wouldn’t hesitate to attack the other pack. “We will come out on top, no matter what,” He told her confidently. If it came to a fight, he wouldn’t let his pack down.

• Xena •
warrior apprentice | bio | Deathstone | location: densite | tags: Zyre, open

Her tail twitched as Zyre spoke. “We can still both go! They would just have to choose someone else to stay behind… oh I really hope we get to go!” She responded. Although she really wanted to go, she would be really nervous if he wasn’t there. She was confident that they could stand side by side and fight together if something were to go wrong.

• Sequoia •
warrior | bio | Bloodstone | location: densite | tags: Nym, Shadow

She barely suppressed a sigh of exasperation at Shadow’s agitated tone. She had witnessed his temper on many occasions, and wasn’t really surprised with his behavior, but she still found it a little annoying. Her ears perked as she also got the faint scent of caribou. She nodded in agreement and looked to Nym, awaiting his next move.

• Sage •
bone reader apprentice | bio | Bloodstone | location: densite | tags: Snow

She looked over to see Snow leaving the camp. Curiously, she followed after the heiress. She slipped out of the camp silently and continued on. “Hey Snow! Where are you going?” She asked happily. Snow was the only other female around her age in the pack, and she wanted to get along well. It was lonely without any friends. She was a little surprised to see that Shadow wasn’t right by her side, he usually seemed to always be protecting her.

[Queen of flames]

Mitsu | 3years | male | Blood stone warrior | crush on Drogo | tags: Sequoia, Nym, Shadow

He started to get impatient and bored just to sit still, he needed to find something to do to keep his sanity. He stood up and looked over the group there where the alpha was talking with the other higher ranks there, he felt like not bothering them. So he looked for anyone else in the camp, his eyes stopped toward the two young warriors there "Excuse me Sequoia, Nym, Shadow" he called out as she speeded toward them to catch them before they could leave out of his sight "Are you going out? May I accompany your...whatever you're planning to do?" he asked them gently.

Sannan | 1,5 years | female | Blood stone servant | crush on maybe Sequola | tags: Whisper

She looked a little bit awkward speaking so much "Okay, great...I will bring you something then...I try to find something good there, you need a nice piece of prey..." she responded to her as she run to the fresh kill pile. She flicked her ears around little nervous as she got closer to the pile to see if there was something nice to the maiden 'too small...hmm, a porcupine? who was so stupid to mess with a porcupine?' she thought to herself but ignored the spiky prey and picked up a good-sized squirrel to bring to the maiden. She got the squirrel down near the she-wolf "You never got what I found at the pile?" she murmured to her "A Porcupine...oddly I am not yet meet a wolf with spikes in its mouth" she murmured with a small laugh.

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Cecil | 4 years | male | Death stone Bone reader | crush on open | tags: Presea, Destiny

He smiled over to the prisoner, trying to figure out what else she could do "Maybe go to see if January our maiden need anything with her den or you can always check the apprentice's den too as they're all pretty much out of the den now" he said to the young female. He needed to get outside of the camp to bring something to his herb storage, but Presea was a prisoner she could not leave the camp for any reason so she was out of his plans. He watched the younger female leave him as he looked around the camp for anyone to accompany him "Oh great Destiny dear...are you busy on anything?" he asked her with a gentle nod "I need to find something for my herb storage and could need someone with me...if you're up for that?" he asked looking at her "It could be great..." he continued.

Presea | 1 year | female | Death stone prisoner | crush on Zyre | tags: Cecil, January

She listened to the bone reader as he told her about something she could do "Okay, I may ask January, she is pretty nice..." she responded to him. She felt rather embarrassed about the idea of her going to the apprentice's den, to change their nests, could that be bad...what if they don't like that her scent was on their den. She give the male a greeting and made her way to the maiden's den, her eyes looked over to Zyre and Xena there, but only for a second, she didn't want to stare at them and so on get into trouble. She stopped near the maiden den entrance and took a deep breath, before getting inside, but not too deep as she needed a space to run away if the maiden decided to chase her "Morning January..." she called out seeing that the maiden was sleeping "oh sorry, you were still sleeping...I will come later then..." she murmured to the she-wolf.

[Spirit De Luna]

Name - Drogo
Pack - Blood Stone Pack
Rank - Guardians
Location - Densite
Tags - Fantine - Shiro

Drogo pressed his muzzle against Fantine's in return when she approached him. He knew it was her way of showing respect and care for her guardians. Especially now that their numbers were shrinking. It didn't seem like that long ago and their numbers were at least double what they were now. He stifled a sigh and forced a smile as both his fellow guardian and alphess spoke. Nodding he responded, "I think those are wise choices to bring along. Sannan could finally have the opportunity to prove herself to our pack, and Maia would be beneficiary to any problems that arise here in the densite." He gave a grateful look to Shiro while trying to hide all signs of fear he had for his fellow guardian. Though Drogo had full confidence in his packmates abilities he was worried about what the other pack would have in store. Who knew what would occus at the meeting, or if they had a plan to ambush at their densite. He nodded and agreeed, "Everything will be just fine."

Name - Ira
Pack - Death Stone Pack
Rank - Warrior
Location - Densite
Tags - Dakota- Open

"I hope you are right." Without much more to say without flaring her anger towards the Blood Stone Pack, Ira stood and wandered away from her fellow warrior. Her mind was filled with worry and rage towards the opposing pack. So much could go wrong, but she prayed she was just overreacting. Death Stone needed this meeting to go their way. The needless deaths needed to stop. But most of all they just needed their pack to be ok.

[Sonder,]

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What admired Carax about Nilaria most was her decisiveness in her work and speech. This is why as her voice trailed away into nothing, Caraxes couldn't help but raise his brow in suspicion. She's chosen not to say something, but why? He mused. But he couldn’t pursue his query as it was time to talk to his pack. He would find another time to investigate his hunch.

As the she-wolf spoke Carax watched the evening shadows dance dimly against the limestone cave walls of the densite. He came to the realisation that soon he would have to let the pack know who would be attending the meeting.


“I’m glad you approve of my choice” He gifted his Sanguinist a rare smile, before quickly turning to leave and address the entire pack. Just before he did the tall wolf turned his snout over his shoulder, “You don’t have to hold you tongue around me” he commented, in passing, giving her little time to reply before he made his way into the centre of the caverns which made up their densite.

As twilight’s amethyst hues decorated the skylight where the alpha stood, he threw his decorated head into the air to release a deep-rooted howl to summon his pack. Breaking above the natural hubbub of the densite and the surrounding terrain.

He patiently sat. His ragged tail curled pointedly over his claws. Once the majority of the pack had gathered around him, he began, “As you all know, we face a threatening challenge ahead of us tomorrow. For we meet with the enemy under the olive branch of a truce.” He paused, to read the faces around him, his dark expressive eyes glinted with intrigue. “But we cannot trust those pack of curse causes” His lips pulled back into a snarl “, therefore I have constructed a plan, in which you will all play a role”. Caraxes began …



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Fantine’s mind which was once a tempest of fury and emotion had finally reduced to a calm simmer. With the help of Drogo, and Shiro she had a glimmer of hope that she could use to rally her pack. To kindle the flame of her plan.

It almost seemed too good to be true, to have this spectacular plan under wraps. She couldn’t fathom anything going wrong. She had complete faith in her chosen few. “Shiro, I trust you can gather your group and fill them in on our plan, and perhaps keep this little side quest of ours quiet?” She hummed.

Fantine couldn’t help but think that this was a risky move not telling her pack and could cause them to be angry with her if it didn’t work out, but she didn’t have time for any ethical complaints when the meeting was only hours away.

With her king gesture returned by her guardians, Fantine’s tail swooped merrily behind her. “Right, I suppose I better tell the pack” She muttered, glancing around at the shuffling bodies close by. She could tell some were missing. They’d have to catch up later, she thought.

Turning around she released a summoning howl. Fantine patiently waited for her comrades, under the light of a forming moon. It glowed a yellowy white, loomed large, surrounded by an ethereal glow. Millions of stars were sprinkled behind it, a few large ones but mostly a multitude of little white pinpricks. Every now and then, a twinkle caught her eye.

Finally, as the voices settled she addressed her audience. “I can only bring a select few of you to our meeting, to ensure our densite remains protected, these are the wolves that will attend our meeting”.

She took a deep breath a recalled the names, “Drogo, Snow, Nym, Mitsu, Sannan and Sage These wolves, have been chosen for their skill set and personality.” She commented. She waited for the opinions of her pack before adjourning the meeting.


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An irritable huff pierced the silence, causing Nyms ears which were previously poised to twitch suddenly. He saw the apprentice’s agitated mood expressed in his mannerisms, and Nym could supress his annoyance any longer. Turning sharply, he wanted to create some justice for himself. He didn’t deserve this irritable behaviour and neither did Sequoia.

“Is there something you wish to get off your chest Shadow?” He barked, his tone stern but still carrying a hint of the male’s usual softness. He wanted to squash this tension now, no matter the awkwardness it will cause.


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