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feast fit for the kings - Elettra - Nov 19, 2014
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The three packs had begun their travels and gathered together by the bright afternoon. They began their hunting in small groups, all those gathered open and willing to mesh and mingle their groups in order to get to know one another as allies more fully, as Elettra and some of the other leaders had insisted. Not all hunted at once, some staying back to watch the younger pups and yearlings. Some staying back to take a nap after their journey or after their hunts whilst other groups went out. The whole process lasted the day, with wounds of hunting very mild to possible only scraps, cuts and bruises, which were effectively tended to. Their location for the event could not have been more perfect...
Within the Wildwood they were in the heart of all the lands. They were just south of the creek where water was easily obtained after a hard running hunt or after stuffing your mouth. It was just at the outskirts of where the think, tangling forest was and opened up to the sparse opening where the fire had raged years ago. The lands here were more flat, teaming with new life as it regenerated from previous disaster. After hunting all day and some of the night, the wolves seemed to rouse and rise from their placements. All had worked hard in their accomplishment, as kill after kill lay before them now - a few geese and pheasant, various fish and rabbit from more personal hunts, multiple pronghorn and mule deer, a bull elk (often known for their solitude in the winter), and too her surprise, a large (though aged) male wood bison.
Moving away from those gathered in her group, she stretches out before the morning sun, as day broke from a hard previous day's work. She takes her move, making way over towards @Nina and @Narimé though for the time being says not a word. She had thought up this idea for them all to gather and it had certainly made quiet a prophet (for although they had to share, certain prey - like the bison, might not have been capable without all their well skilled hunters together) she allowed them to take the reigns if they had anything to say before they began their eating and further socializing on a more personal (instead of business - like hunting) level.
RE: feast fit for the kings - Enoki - Nov 19, 2014
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With the first rays of light warming her pelt the piebald woman stirred from her slumber, her eye lids slowly fluttering open to greet the new day. Rising her head from its nestled position between her forepaws a loud yawn broke the lining of her lips before a small shake of her head followed to rid the last bit of sleep from her eyes. Yesterday had been a busy day for the many wolves both familiar and not that gathered within the confines of the Wildwood, their muscles and wits put to the test in order to bring down kill after kill for the feast that was now in full swing. Many wolves even continued to hunt late into the night, the sound of mule deer and rabbit cries lulling the Ashrelle woman to a peaceful sleep. Enoki had done her fair share of chasing and bringing down prey as well, the latest kill being a male wood bison older in age. It was a tough fight for her and the group of wolves that aided in the hunt with the only casualty being a good nick to her hind quarter when the bull charged as a last resort to scare the wolves off. The damage was minimum, leaving her leg with no more than a good cut and bruising. Nothing that taking it easy couldn't fix.
Rising to all fours from her temporary sleeping quarters she gave a shake of her pelt to help wake her up the rest of the way even though her body argued against her decision and begged for more rest. Sleep was for the weak and weak was not a definition for Enoki. Craning her head back to look at her right hind leg she gave the leg a cautious stretch, a small wince appearing on her face when it reached half of its full extension. Yep, she was going to have a small limp that day, but luckily the hunting portion of the meeting Elettra had called was over. Soon it would be time for the cluster of wolves to dine on their hard earned kills and mingle among one another, meeting the unfamiliar faces that made up their allies. There was no doubting the electric energy that filled the air that morning. Reeling her sore leg back in she gave the small cut along her flank a quick lick to clean the wound before turning her attention to the scene around her. Most of the wolves were starting to arise with the morning light like she, though some continued to sleep on, most likely the wolves that had stayed up later to hunt longer. Slowly trotting forward while putting minimal weight on her leg, a limp faintly noticeable, Enoki made her way towards the creek that settled south of their rendezvous point with intentions of quenching her parched throat.
During her trek to the creek she pondered who was all here. She knew who had come from her pack, but there were many faces she didn't recognize like the ones who had participated in bringing down the bison. A mental note was placed in the back of her mind to thank those wolves and get their names later. Elettra had stressed meeting the wolves that were unfamiliar. With both Whisper Caverns and Secret Woodlands as allies, it was important to know each member in order to distinguish friend from foe come times of trouble. And Enoki hardly knew any of them. She knew @Narimé from whisper caverns, but that was it from that pack. Then there was @Koda , @Nina and @Iopah from Secret Woodlands. 'That's a good start, I suppose.' She thought as she arrived at the water source. There were still members of her own pack that she was yet to meet. She definitely needed to get out there more. With that thought in place she lowered her crown to lap at the waters surface, her dried mouth and throat welcoming the cool relief of the water as it slid down to fill her belly. Once her thirst was quenched she turned her body and made her way back to the others, nodding her head at other wolves that passed her by on their way to the creek to quench their own thirst.
RE: feast fit for the kings - Iopah - Nov 20, 2014
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Iopah shifted in her sleep. Pale legs curling about themselves and her dark nose pressed more firmly under her gray tail. It was fully autumn now and the air was cool despite the bright morning sun. A scent drifted through the morning air, propelled by a light wind. Food, the sharp tang of fish and game-y scent of red meat. The scent passed by her nose. Her nose twitched, recognizing the strangeness even in her sleep. That wasn't right. There shouldn't be food just outside her den.
Her head lifted drowsily and she found herself gazing at an unfamiliar wolf. She was still half-asleep and spent a moment staring hard before memory caught up with her. They were all allies here, she simply didn't have a name for the dozing wolf yet. She rose to her feet, stiff from cold and the nights hunt, and left the wolf to their dreams. Their name would remain their own, Iopah could talk with them later. Her path wound around the sleeping wolves, careful to not disturb the still forms. Here and there were familiar wolves. Some from the Caverns and those from her own pack. All were avoided till she spied an ashy silver male. Quietly she picked her way over to him. Within her own family members it was not a secret how she felt for him. But there were many more here and she didn't care to explain it to strangers, ally or not. Her head dropped down to softly nudge against his chest. It was a gentle touch, likely not enough to wake him, then she turned and slipped away, unwilling to disturb his sleep.
It was a short walk to the stream and the hunter moved leisurely, letting the sun and the walk ease away the stiffness. In the dark of night the group of wolves had teamed up and set their sights on the aged bison. The only faces she'd recognized were Koda, Enoki, and Renier. They had worked well together, considering she'd only ever hunted with Koda before. It didn't take very long before the lingering effects of the bison hunt faded away. The sun was coming out in force and she idly wandered along the creek, feeling the sun on her back and listening to rousing wolves in the distance.
RE: feast fit for the kings - Narimé - Nov 20, 2014
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It had been a wonderful meeting, and an even better hunt. After greeting her old friends and planning with the rest of the hunters, Nari had taken to leading with the rest of the alphas as they searched for prey. During the down times of the hutn she might occasionally bump warmly into Elettra betraying the complete trust and affection she held for the regal. At other times the silver wolf was dashing ahead chasing smaller animals or coyotes.
Nari had never seen so many kinds of game animals at one time. The pronghorn that they had spotted were animals that were completely new to the seasoned hunter. They were almost alien looking compared to the normal inhabitants of the wildwood. She expected to see the mule deer, rabbit, fish, and elk as various wolves within the hunting party did in fact see them. Nari had taken a pheasant for herself at one point and watched a few wolves take geese right out of the air as they took off. It was a grand sight to see!
The bison though... That was yet another creature entirely new to the gray queen. She had not seen nor heard of such a beast roaming the lands, and had she been hunting alone it would definitely have frightened her.
However, they had numbers on their side. Narime had nothing to fear of the large animal since she had trusted friends from other packs as well as her own to rely on should she need help. Even though the three packs were separated by land, they worked surprisingly well together with each wolf knowing what their job was.
In the end the giant group mixed of three packs had taken down the bison. That had been the hunt of her life so far. Though she nearly had a heart attack when all the biggest strongest wolves came in last to finish the beast. Her son Titan had joined that group. Luckily though he had not been situated in the bisons view up front where other wolves had tried for its jugular; instead the dark Thorben had been at its side trying to help drag the beast down.
Then everything became calm. Wounds were tended by those who knew how to treat them. It wasn't really luck that had kept them from getting badly injured in this fight. It had been sheer numbers and the experience of the hunters involved. Nari was proud of her allies as well as her own pack and family.
There were so many wolves around them. Not all of them Nari exactly knew, but many were those she had met in her travels or as an alpha. Her blue eyes trained onto Iopah as she moved towards the group form her resting place. Nari had met that she wolf a long time ago, but she wasn't sure if Iopah remembered her at all. Then her gaze drifted over Elettra, Enoki, and some other stranger sleeping near El. He looked a lot like her son Asriel had, but with a jet black face instead of a grey speckled one. She didn't know that she was looking at Xetor as he snoozed near the willow wolves. Then there was Titan whom held her curiosity for a moment. Why is he sleeping alone and not near me or the willow wolves? She wondered quietly not knowing that he had issues with the second willow male.
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RE: feast fit for the kings - Xetor - Nov 20, 2014
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Xetor could not have been more happy with how extended his belly looked right now. The bison meat had been fabulous, and the company was not all bad. He was always ready to serve Elettra as she was his family and leader, but there were plenty of other more tasteful woman there to hang around too. His gray and amber eyes danced over the resting forms of each member from the hunting party. Ignoring the males unless they tried anything with him, Tor had focused on socializing with the other females. He seemed to get along better with them anyway.
There wer plenty of women to steal a look at, and while Xetor did not approve of the way he seemed to be following his fathers pawsteps when it came to the ladies; he didn't necessarily care either. He didn't trust anyone fully to commit to him anyway, so why not flirt around and see who might be interested.
The dark Archer steals a glance at Iopah, looking over her coat as the she wolf makes her way towards him and the others. Her coat was a rather nice one with creme, tan, and gray hues shading together nicely over her lean body. However her age put him off a bit. Older woman tended to try and dominate him which Xetor certainly didn't appreciate.
His wandering gaze spotted another silver female also looking towards Iopah. She was certainly an exotic one, with blue eyes and a coat untouched by the red and cream hues that so many wolves held. However if he remembered correctly that woman was an alpha who likely had some form of mate nearby. Tor definitely didn't want to piss off an angry mate by flirting with her. Even if she was a bit closer in age to him and rather pretty.
Tor then glanced to where Enoki's form was. He didn't favor darker females as the male was so used to seeing them. However as he watched her a bit of worry creased Tor's brow when he spotted her slight limp. Both Titan and he had helped out those who had injuries earlier, but Xetor must have somehow missed the Ashrelle woman. Or perhaps she hadn't been hurting earlier. Sometimes sprains and bruises didn't hurt until the next day. That made spotting the injuries a bit hard for an experienced healer.
Huffing as the Archer brought himself to his paws, Xetor then shook out his coat and began to stroll over towards Enoki. If he had to, Tor would send out Titan to search for herbs to help her out. That was only if the injury was bad enough to need herbs.
"Lemme see that leg of yours." Tor spoke gruffly as he approached the dark she wolf with his eyes trained on her limp.
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RE: feast fit for the kings - Enoki - Nov 20, 2014
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A gruff voice caught the piebald she-wolf's attention as her ear closest to the source gave a small twitch, turning her head to glance at who was addressing her. Her amber gaze settled on the familiar Archer pelt belonging to the second male, Xetor. It was only a matter of time until she ran into the flirtatious man and it took everything not to roll her eyes as he approached even if he was only interested in checking out her minor injury being a healer and all. Then again he checked out anything that moved, especially a female. But with the many wolves and injuries that had been received yesterday she had managed to slip inspection from the healers that busied themselves attending to the wounds. Pausing her steps and favoring her right leg by lifting it from touching the ground fully she waved her tail briefly in greeting. "It's just a scratch and some bruising. Nothing serious, @Xetor. A little rest and taking it easy should take care of it." Enoki didn't know a lick about the art of healers, but she did know her body and a bruise was nothing new to the Ashrelle woman. She had earned many in her days as a loner.
Now the bruise was one thing, but that cut was another. Cuts were far and few between during her years as a loner. With the flesh exposed the way it was she was prone to infection and that was something she didn't know how to care for. Perhaps it would be best to have him check it out anyways, it couldn't hurt right? "But since it's your job to check out injuries ill let you give it a poke." A soft chuckle fell from her lips, shifting her weight to make it easier for the swarthy pelted male to examine her leg. The sooner he could finish his work the sooner she could grab a bite to eat. All that running yesterday had really worked up one hell of an appetite and that bison meat was screaming out her name. She could almost taste that sweet, tender meat now, but first she had to get through her doctors appointment.
RE: feast fit for the kings - Mordacai - Nov 23, 2014
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Mordacai glared as Xetor made his way over to Enoki. Xetor wasn't one of his favorite wolves in the Ridge at the moment and to see that male approaching his sister only increased Cai's disdain. He had hunted alone today, put out by the fact his sister had been in the group to take down the bison. He had wanted to take down the creature so that he could have claim over its meat, but now that his sister had been the one to do this he didn't feel right about taking the food. He would eat what he caught and nothing else. So while most of the other wolves slept on full bellies, Cai was content with the rabbit that had quenched his hunger but did not fill his stomach to the brim.
He observed the other wolves and noticed Elettra making her way over towards two other female wolves that Cai assumed were the other leaders. He also noticed how one of those leaders was eyeing Titan and this caused Cai to also take in the sight of the dark yearling. He was lying by himself and this made Cai curious. Titan was nice enough, why was he all alone? Rather than spend his time worrying about his sister and glaring daggers at the dark male who had approached her, Cai trotted over to where Titan was laying down and gave a light woof to announce his presence. "Hey, I noticed that woman was staring at you." Cai gestured with his tail toward the gray she wolf with the light blue eyes who had been looking at Titan and gave the yearling a sly smile. "She a stalker of yours or what?" Cai asked in a conversational tone with a playful edge.
RE: feast fit for the kings - Elettra - Nov 24, 2014
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RE: feast fit for the kings - Nina - Nov 24, 2014
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Nina had never been much of a huntress, even less so since she had received her injury to her eye. Often, it made her uncomfortable to know that she could be a liability to anyone in a hunting group should something creep into her blind spot. And so, instead of potentially injuring another pack's member, Nina had been content to do her own personal hunting. With such a big group, something could have easily gone wrong, and she never would have wanted to cause harm to another. So instead, Nina prided herself in the fish, a skill she hadn't used since she left the Creek, she caught. Occasionally, there would be a rodent that would happen by and Nina would catch it. The rabbit was one she even enjoyed catching, the chase something that she found herself enjoying again. After awhile, exhaustion overtook her, and she too headed back to the gathering, arraying her catchings into the pile of accomplishments. To her astonishment, there was a bison, an animal she had never had the pleasure of hunting in her lifetime. Her single emerald eye moved to look for Iopah, unsure if she had something to do with the hunt. It wouldn't surprise the Woodlands alpha if she had, Iopah had been a most trusted member since the founding and one of the best huntresses that Nina had ever met.
Unfortunately, the golden woman did not catch a glimpse of her subordinate and contented herself in going over together Narimé. She now considered the lady a very good friend, especially since she was working with her brother, whom she wondered was going to show up. He had never been a social man and considering his past actions and those who had revolved around it, his best interest was probably to stay away. Especially with @Koda here. The Hervok was pleased with resting beside the Cavern's alpha, knowing that it hadn't been too long since they had last spoken. It was good to know that she was beginning to get over Sloane, having heard from her son that she was no longer calling herself a Thorben. Nina knew how emotionally traumatizing losing someone you loved was...but sometimes it was in the best interest to move on and hope that they never came back.
Their silence remained, even when Elettra approached them, and as Nari gave a cordial nudge to Elettra's shoulder, Nina stayed with bowing her head respectfully to the woman who had saved her. The woman had done many things for the golden dam since she had first entered the lore. Even though their first encounter had not been entirely friendly, they had ended up bonding and now Nina considered them to be friends, as well as allies. If the Archer were to ask Nina to do something for her, there was less likely a chance that she would refuse. It was one of the reasons she was there. When the Archer woman spoke, Nina nodded her head in agreement. It would have been amazing for them to be able to witness such a creature be taken down, perhaps another day for the two though. Deciding that it was time that she add her own tidbit, she spoke clearly, ”Thank you for arranging this, Elettra. It feels good to be able to actually socialize with everyone.” The Hervok had not truly met any of Willow Ridge's members since she had been in their territory. That had been more than a year ago, and Nina was sure that things had certainly changed since then. It did not surprise her that the Archer woman had thought of this, she was highly intelligent, and it was another reason that Nina looked up to her.
RE: feast fit for the kings - Titan - Dec 02, 2014
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He hadn't exactly been ecstatic to see his mother again, but on the flip side Titan didn't realize that he had been missing her until he hunted along with Nari. However the large male would deny that fact if other wolves asked about it. Instead he kept himself away from her when their cooperation wasn't particularly needed.
A part from the constant presence of his mother, Titan had in fact had a good time. The whole affair was an extravagant one filled with socializing (which he loved to take part in), challenging hunts (which he also loved to try helping with), and near constant exploring. He felt completely at ease with the wolves around him. Especially since many were either friends, family, or pack.
The hunt was awesome. The dark lad had helped out with injuries when he was needed, but whenever the tall Thorben could he tried to hunt with everyone. He hadn't caught much of anything small the whole time, but Titan had helped with the larger prey items. He had an elk and the big bison under his belt after helping out the other more experienced hunters.
Tired after the hunts and games, Titan had found himself a nice spot away from everyone where he could just watch the others mingle for a while. The fact that he was actually enjoying being alone for once scared the black yearling a tad bit. He hoped his brothers lone wolf behavior wasn't rubbing off on him. However Titan was glad to have everyone around even if he wasn't socializing just yet. He had fallen asleep to the contented snores and geese songs while the birds flew southward during the night.
He woke to the sounds of paw steps and rustling leaves. Twitching to alertness, the dark male blinks back a lone tear as he wakes. With his front paws, Titan covers his muzzle for a moment. Then he wipes at his eyes and nose before slowly picking his head up and yawning. Most everyone was either asleep or laying down resting their bodies. His moist black nose twitches at the scent of bison, which brings back memories of his encounter with Iopah, Mordacai, Enoki, a bunch of other loners and the Thorn wolves. He wondered for a moment if that massive animal still had meat left on it or if scavengers had picked it clean. Certainly it would take longer for coyotes, wolves, bears, and birds to pick off 1000 pounds of meat right?
Those thoughts brought Titan's mind back to now as he looked around the landscape searching for danger. Nothing will attack us or go after our kills. Not with this many wolves around. He guessed while turning those dark blue eyes to the other wolves to see who was up and moving around. He spotted his mother looking towards him which made his fur tingle before Titan glanced away towards the willow wolves.
What is he... the dark lad scrunches up his face as he traces Xetor's curious but interested stare to his mother. Ewwww.. That's... No. Titan shook his head before sitting upwards and rolling his wide shoulders to crack them. His eyes were closed for a few moments as Titan woke himself further up.
Mordacai's voice spooked him a little. Titan had heard the paw steps coming towards him but he didn't know who was headed his way. He had kept his eyes closed hoping that it wasn't Xetor or Nari coming over to lurk over him. Relief flooded his features as Titan opened his eyes and glanced sideways at Mordacai.
The comment Mordacai let loose instantly brought a warning snarl to Titan's face. His features turned angry for a moment before he answered Mordacai in a low growl.
"She's my mother Mordacai..." Titan slowly remembered that Mordacai was way higher rank than he was and forced his muzzle flat again. Averting his gaze from the more dominant male, the Thorben looked towards Xetor as the second went to socialize with Enoki. "Aren't you more worried about that over there." Titan gestured to the Archer male as he looked at Enoki's leg. His voice was less agitated as Titan forced himself to calm down. So what if he thinks my mom is hot? Why should I care? Titan assumed that Mordacai's sly smile had been there not only for Titan but to show his interest in the boys mother. Titan had no clue whether Mordacai had meant his words to be taken that way or not. He was, a tad bit more dull than his genius brother Yuka.