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Malachite's pale green eyes snapped open as a cloud moved out of the way of the sun. A beam of sunlight hit him right in the face as the shadow of the cloud disappeared. He squinted his eyes and his pupils shrunk to tiny dots as he was practically was staring in the sun. He let out a small and low growl as he turned his head to protect his eyes from the sun. Malachite's pelt began to prickle up because of the cold temperature. Even though it was sunny, it was darn cold out. He pushed himself up at all fours before lowering the front half of his body to the ground while keeping his flank and behind in the air, stretching. His jaws pried themselves open as a yawn forced its way out. Malachite remained in his stretch position for a few moments, allowing his muscles to stretch and 'wake up'. After returning to his normal stature, he steadied himself before shaking his pelt out. His coat was returned to its normal fluffiness and dirt and other debris were shook out. Malachite sat back down on the grassy surface that he had slept on before his eyes scanned the camp. To his observations, Kayanne was the only one that was awake at this time. The brute contemplated if he should wait for others to wake up before going over to greet her. She was on the rock that she always went to when she gave news. Malachite shook his head and made his decision. He picked himself up and padded over to Kayanne, his footfalls landing softly on the cool ground. He stopped a few feet short from the rock and sat his haunches down on the cool ground in front of the rock. Malachite dipped his head to Kayanne and swiveled his ears to the side of his head, showing respect to his alpha. "Good morning Kayanne." The young brute said quietly, tiredness still showing an edge on his voice.

[тнey call мe ace]

Onyx

Onyx woke with a start, a cool breeze blowing over his coat, making his shiver. He swivled his head around, checking to see who else is awake at this time. He sees' Malachite and Kayanne talking towars the 'meeting rock' as Onyx likes to call it. Onyx stiffly stood up, streatching his legs and hoping to warm up a little 'bit. "I hate mornings," He muttered softly to himself as he walked over to Malachite and Kayanne. As he walked over to them Onyx quickly thought up a list of all the things he would need before leaving. It's not a lot of stuff, but hopefully it will be enough to carry, and last the whole time there gone. Keping his head low Onyx greeted Kayanne, them Malachite.

[No Going Back]

Kayanne

The she-wolf's eyes were seemingly misted over with thought, but all alertness and intelligence was brought back to them the moment Mamachite greeted her. The fae dipped her head at the male, responding with a friendly: "Morning, Malachite." Kayanne gave her tail a weak thrash on the rock, and offered the brute a half hearted smile, but it was just that- empty. How could Kayanne feel cheerful when she was condeming this camp to eternal silence? No more wolves waking up in the morning, stretching and pulling themselves leepily from their dens. No more playful squeaks as cubs wrestled eachother in the dust, but then again...there hadn't been cubs in a long time. The fae ran an eye over the fighter, before murmuring: "I'm telling the pack what we're doing about preparing to leave the territory." The fae steeled her eyes, making sure none of the hopeless terror she felt about leaving the hunting grounds made it out into the world. She'd keep those emotions locked away inside her head. "It feels...wrong, somehow, even though I know it's the only choice."
Kayanne smiled thinly again. "But I shouldn't be burdening you with my sorrows. There's a new future for us beyond the border..." ...I hope. Kayanne finished mentally.
Spotting the healer, the she-wolf dipped her head. "Good morning, Onyx."

[Forever is Now]

Shayarrana

She streached, her paws extended out infront of her, her back arching gracefully. Feeling the poweful muscles in her shoulders tensing and cracking. Letting out a breath of air, she stood tall and gazed at her alpha, her piercing gaze searching, reading her alphas stance and tasting her 'emotiones.' She padded slowly over to sit infront of the rock, her tail curling around her paws in a slightly feline manner, the sun picking out the golds and russets in her soft pelt. Her ears were alert, ready to listen, but a part of her wandered. In her mind, she saw herself standing on a low hanging branch, charred black. Blinking rapidly, she pulled her wandering mind back to the present, she had to 'obey' the alpha now. Sighing loudley and rudley, she averted her eyes from Kayanne to gaze around the camp. She drank in the sights, trying to absorb the images and comitting them to memory. Leaving hurt, but no emotion flashed through her piercing eyes

[lunar-lynx]

A C C A L I A

|| Femme | 5 Years | Beta Female | Picture ||
|| Worried | In her den | Waking Up ||

A beautiful creamy fae sat just inside the mouth of a stone cave covered in lichen. She seemed to not be moving at all. A small breeze brushed up against her through the camp in into her den, lifting her soft fur a little. She let out a breath as she stared up at the sky through the entrance. This was one of Ace's favorite things to do when she was relatively alone; sit quietly, staring up at the clear, beautiful sky through the lichen lost in thought. She was a very mysterious wolf, and always seemed to know what she was doing. Just like most of the pack, she was worried about the journey that lay ahead. It was going to take a lot of work to move the pack. She flicked an ear before pulling herself out of her sitting position and padding out of her den. Accalia padded up to Kayanne and dipped her head. "Good morning Kayanne. Good morning Malachite." She turned her head slightly to address the fighter before turning to rest her gaze on her Alpha once more. "Is there anything you need me to get done for you?"

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F A L L E N

|| Brute | 5 1/2 Years | Hunter | Picture ||
|| Tense, Slightly Annoyed, Determined | In the forest | Early Morning Hunting ||

Fallen's eyes narrowed, his golden gaze on the tiniest herd of deer he'd ever seen. There were only 3, 4, maybe 5 of them. Longing glittered in his eyes and he wished to chase them, but he was unable to take one down himself. One wolf couldn't kill a full grown deer alone and with a buck, there was always the threat of it's antlers. He flashed his teeth in slight annoyance. Standing up, the hunter turned towards the direction of a small clearing he new to be nearby. Rabbits tended to gather there in this season. He didn't know if any would be there now though. Prey was so hard to find. This made him even more annoyed that he couldn't go after the deer. Fallen set off at an easy trotting gait, his paws setting up a rhythm against the ground. The pitch black wolf pushed against the ground, his pelt seeming to blend with his surroundings. He tucked his forelegs up to his chest to keep clear of the log he leaped over. His tail lifted, helping Fallen to balance on her landing. Once all four paws hit the ground, he set off once more at a quick trot.

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F E N R I S

|| Brute | 4 1/2 Years | Fighter | Picture ||
|| Skeptical Of What Lay Ahead | In the camp | Sitting ||

Fenris sat with his tail curled over his paws under a tree at the edge of camp, his head tipped back as he let the warm sun soak into his fur, amber eyes half-closed. His jaws parted in a lazy yawn and his ear flicked slightly. He lowered his muzzle with a slight sigh and gazed around the camp. He noticed Kayanne and Malachite nearby. His Alphess was atop her rock. I wonder what she'll say today. Fenris pulled his ears back. We shouldn't be leaving this territory.. It's not right.. Not after everything the wolves before us did to make this our home.. He sighed again and hung his head. He knew they had to leave if they wanted to survive, he just didn't like it.

[No Going Back]

Kayanne

The fae's gaze wandered over to Shayarrana. The she-wolf was relatively new to the pack, and by the way she sighed Kayanne guessed that the older fae didn't think much of her. No wonder- the she-wolf was almost twice her age, as were most of the wolves in the pack. If the Alphas had no died when the had, Kayanne would be a fighter, not Beta or Alpha- and certainly not at her age. As usual, her eyes betrayed no emotion, or rather- they portrayed the wrong one- a sparkling grey sea of enthusiasm for the meeting she was about to hold. The sun pierced her coat, but all it did was highlight the dust that had settled on it. Still, Kayanne had more to worry about than the particles alighting on her pelt. She'd shake it out soon, but standing up and having a good old unwind infront of the pack wasn't a good look, at least not at such a serious time.
Kayanne dipped her head respectfully at Accalia, murmuring: "I'll tell you soon."
Then, Kayanne through her head up and let out a mournful cry, her manner of alerting the pack she was about to speak.
"Good morning." She murmured curtly, before standing and gazing down at the pack from the meager height. "Last week, I announced that the recent departure of the elk has forced me to make....a difficult decision. This territory is just as much part of the pack as we are, but it's leave it or face extinction, and I'll do anything to avoid that. I'm going to assign you jobs based on your rank, and if you co-operate then we can be done faster." The young Alpha barked with authority rare for one of her age, before continuing. "If you hunt for the pack, then you shall be going out into the forest to find as much prey as possible. Some will hunt alone, others together."
"If you are one of my fighters, you'll stay with me. Whilst we're travelling it is likely we'll run into danger, and we need to be sure of how we can battle it. We'll be working on a combat routine. We're more effective as a unit."
"Onyx, you need to sort out your herbs. Anything that's not essential must stay behind. If you're short of supplies, then go out into the forest and gather what you must."
"Accalia, I'd like you to stay in camp with me for a while and help organise the fighters, and then go and check up on the hunters for me to make sure they're doing okay."
"Any questions?" The she-wolf finished, glancing about the pack.

[тнey call мe ace]

Obsidian

Obsidian woke up to the sound of voices, he slowly opened his eyes. Seeing everything on his right side, but nothing on his left. He sighed as he sat up, his legs and back are stiff. He stretched rather cat-like, popping his back in several places. When he was done Obsidian stood up, the cold wind ruffling his thick coat, but he didn't mind. Obsidian closed his eyes then tilted his head up to the sun, hoping to catch a few rays of warmth.
Sighing, Obsidian padded over to the wolves that are seated around Kayanne. There he saw Onyx, his adoptive brother, slowly Obsidian sat beside him. Not saying anything, but greeting his with a slight nudge on his shoulder. Obsidian looked up to Kayanne, listening to what she has to say.

[Forever is Now]

Shayarrana

The fae flicked her tail impatiently. It took patience to learn patience so naturally she hadnt bothered. Dipping her head slightly at Accalia, rolling her eyes slightly. Her paws flexed, scratching the dirt gently with her claws, sending tiny dust particles up into the air. Looking up into the sky, her pupils shrank and the blue pigments in her iris were brought out by the suns rays. Momentarily, she closed her eyes, seeing the deep orangey red of the insides of her eyelids. Opening them and looking back at the alpha, spots flashed infront of her vision, like ink blots on a sheet of blank paper. She focused on them, wathing them fade until her vision was clear, she saw Malachite out of the corner of her eye and bowed her head at him. Listening to her alphas speech, she coughed slightly.She scrutinised the alpha with her unusual eyes, something was off, but the facade of enthusiasm blocked her from being able to see the truth. Mentally shrugging, she didnt try. The young fae was probably just worried about the pack, it was a huge responsibility for someone so young. That was as caring as she got

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ø Malachite ø

Malachite dipped his head at others as they would greet him, before returning his attention and focus back on his alpha, Kayanne. His ears perked forward as Kayanne let out her cry, not in an excited way, but in an attentive way. His focus could not be broken as he listened to his alpha talk about such a serious matter, not even the birds chirping or the occasional squirrel chatter could sever his attention. The brute wasn't exactly what you would call jubilant or joyful about leaving the pack's current territory and land, but he knew it was what needed to be done. His pale green eyes were locked onto Kayanne as she began enlisting the roles of the pack members based on their ranks. The young brute was a fighter, he waited patiently for the fighter's job to be called out. Malachite's tail gave a small twitch and he nodded his head once as Kayanne said that fighters were to stay at camp, showing that he understood her words. A small glint of excitement entered his eyes as she said that they were going to be learning a new fighting routine, but the brute quickly looked down at the ground to fog his excitement from the others. He didn't want them thinking he was glad to be leaving the territory, absolutely not. He had grown to like this territory, it was in this territory were he had cheated death and joined this pack. After the brute forced his excitement level to lower, he gazed back up at Kayanne as she asked if anyone had any questions. He for one, had none. Malachite shook his head gently, and looked at the others who had gathered, to see if they had developed any questions.

[No Going Back]

Kayanne

A moment of silence followed the fae, and so Kayanne dipped her head at the pack- a sign that they were dismissed- and stepped lightly down from the small rock on which she had stood on. She wondered if she'd stand on it again. Kayanne knew the answer- yes. She'd stand on it to address the pack for the final time in the territory, but she wouldn't dwell on that. Signalling to the fighters to gather around her, she barked: "I want us to be able to work together. We're strong alone, but a completely endefeatable force together, and that's what we need to be. We'll create our new moves based on each others' strengths, and make up for each others' weaknesses, so to speak." Kayanne's eyes were bright, with mixed emotions. She was excited- she loved to fight, and working with her pack on this should be fun, but the reason they were doing it for was most certainly not. "Does any wolf any suggestions?" She inquired

((I've got to go, but I believe I've left you in a position where no character is stuck conversing with Kayanne. Please feel free to continue, but don't go over 10 pages. I'm be on tommorow.))