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hear my call - Adelayde - Oct 06, 2017 PACK HOWL!
Mid-morning 10/05, Day after Reyan left. Calling all to join her @Drestig @Jessie @Neko @Aleksei @Sphinx @Chimera [dohtml] She hadn't slept that night, instead the tawny woman wandered just letting her paws take her wherever they desired. They took her through the thinning wild rye, the cracking of the stalks as she traveled through them loud in her ears as the sun set behind her and the stars began to shine above her. She walked through the night all throughout the pack territory, occasionally weaving in and out of the borders as she contemplated what to do next. To carry on here with the backbone that kept her here or follow after him? Where did her loyalty truly lie? Her mind couldn't settle until the dawn fog drew over the rye stalks, finally as the rising sun peaked over the eastern horizon she understood. She understood what she needed to do. What she had to do. The beta was quick to make her way to the Lookout, her gaze fierce and determined as she watched the rye shift with the breeze. Adelayde was silent for a while as she looked out across the fields she had called home. All night she wondered if this was still home for her. All night she thought of chasing after Askan and seeking a new beginning without any heartache. But where would that leave the rest of them here. No matter where she went there was heartache, misfortune seemed to always follow her. So, what was the point in starting anew? If the Rye pack was destined to fall, then she was going to be there for its downfall. She wasn't going to just give up when the going was tough. Screw that. The most elegant and determined howl escaped her lips as she called for her pack to join her in song, the rest that wanted to stay and fight. She called for them to remember that together they can achieve the impossible. Together we are strong. RE: hear my call - Sphinx - Oct 06, 2017 [dohtml] Me and my broken heart
Wounded was the only way one could describe the shift in demeanor for the young speckled Avalon as her greying legs dismally dragged the weight of her growing body through the swaying stalks of rye and eventually up that large hill to the top of the lookout. A place that now served as a cesspool for bittersweet emotions the moment her paws halted at the highest point and her soft amber eyes could gaze out across the lowlands nestled on the other side, hallucinating almost that she could see the grass parting ways to reveal the path the two men had taken in order to leave those they had supposedly called family. To desert her. But she wasn't alone up on that hill. The female beta had beat her here. Sometimes being a near carbon copy of her mother in both appearance and disposition held just as many flaws as it did advantages. Like a shadow, she had clung to the bark of the lone Oak that served as the communal den a couple days ago when Adelayde had returned from scouting the lowlands in order to track the local elk herds meandering about. The solemn news passed on from alpha to beta a hard piece of meat to swallow for the pup who had looked up to the dark-coated man and served as a hero in her mind. Much like the tawny female, even she had not been worthy enough to receive a goodbye from her favorite grump and his companion. So this was the thanks she got from fixing things that were broken? There were too many thoughts for a pup of five months to dissect. Silently she leaned into the woman's side, unable to imagine the storm of thoughts brewing within her own mind until she shattered the early morning silence with an elegant and determined howl. Together we are strong. So the lady of the Rye did the only thing she could think of to clear the floodgates of her own mind. Tilting her head back toward the rising sun her jaws parted to let out the sorrow that was suffocating her heart and maybe, just maybe she hoped the pain that filled her howl would reach Askan's ears wherever he may be and bring her guardian home. Together they would be strong, together they would get through this, but damn did it hurt all the same. RE: hear my call - Aleksei - Oct 06, 2017
RE: hear my call - Neko - Oct 09, 2017 A part of Neko wanted to follow Askan and Reyes when they left the Fields. She had seen them almost as cornerstones of the pack, and certainly in her life personally. Perhaps she had just taken them for-granted and just assumed they would always be there, however unfair it might have been for her to expect it. Reyes had not only found her, lost and alone, and invited her to join the pack, but he had also checked on her after she joined to make sure she was adjusting well. Askan had also made sure she adjusted to life in the pack and had even given a complete tour of the territory soon after she joined. He had even continued to look after her personally afterwards. It wasn’t just Askan and Reyes, though. It seemed to her that half of the pack’s adult members had disappeared, and Neko couldn’t help wondering if they had left by choice or if something had happened to them that kept them from returning. She had suffered loss before and survived, and she knew would recover, but that didn’t make it any easier. With most of the useful plants having died off by now, there wasn’t much work for Neko to do, unless it involved traveling. Without much work for her to do (or work that she felt like doing anyway), she found it easy to give in to the loneliness and emptiness she felt. She was laying alone among some stalks of rye just staring out into the creek at nothing in particular when Adelayde’s howl pierced the morning air from the lookout. She lazily stood up and stretched as a call from Sphinx followed. Now fully awake, Neko felt compelled to join. She cleared her throat and pointed her muzzle at the sky, then gave her own mournful howl. She had no thoughts or words, but she would let the pack know she was still there and had no intention of leaving them. RE: hear my call - Drestig - Oct 12, 2017 [dohtml]
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