Fireweed Rise and you're the sky

Pickerel looks to Morganna as she commands her pack to move in upon the intruders.
Nostrils widening, the russet furred man releases a slight snort before following
behind the fiery-spirited leadess. His gaze flows from wolf to wolf; a vibe of certain
unpleasantness was strong in the air. With his eyes narrowed, he stalks along, his
gait picking up to the lope that the dark woman broke out into. He hadn't said anything
as his family members gathered, he only listened. It seemed they were highly anxious
to resolve this issue, which Pike definitely appreciated. The hostility that began to bubble,
on the other hand, was a bit questionable to him.

He had respect for the boldness of Willow Ridge, but he didn't want a hasty attitude
overriding what else there was to see in the current situation. There could be other
members of the opposing pack hiding out and watching... but he was probably just
overthinking the issue. He decided it was just best to go along with what Morganna
wanted to do at the moment. The heated air of a hidden bloodlust makes his hackles
rise unintentionally. As they make their way along, the man licks his quivering lips
that wanted to bare his fangs.

(This post was last modified: Nov 27, 2015, 07:21 PM by Pickerel.)

He remained still, silently taking note of those that arrived after him. He gave a soft chuff to his sister before concentrating back on the perpetrators. It wouldn’t be long now until the order was delivered. He snorted in agreement, his stride, in turn lengthening with that of Morganna. Nico hadn’t fully established his opinion on Morg’s rise to power. Thus far, she had been extremely attentive and with Elettra’s injury, it was probably best for his sister to rest up before, hopefully, regaining the crown. When Willow Ridge began to circle, Nico followed in suit, his teeth bared proudly and snarls flying towards their trespassers. Unfortunately for them, they were not their allies and even so, would probably face an even more pissed off pack if that was the case. Whoever they were, they should have taken care to make sure that they were hunting in lands not claimed by another pack. Ignorance Nico could tolerate but stupidity was a completely different thing. The Archer was sure that the Ridge had no connections to whatever pack this was. Either Morg or El would have mentioned something about it. He waited, his pale eyes waiting for movement from his leader before he jumped.

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HECATE LIAR



see it through a liar's eyes

Hecate was ready to make a move. She eyed Morganna as the group began to migrate. Springing into action, her paws left the ground with a certain springiness brought on with anxious anticipation. She was prepped and ready to throw down, a cocky smirk tugging at her lips ferociously. She set her lope alongside the similarly sized tawny man, studying him quickly before shooting him a appreciative glance. Adrenaline grew in her chest, the sudden desire for iron on her tongue propelling her into the fire.

She set a frightening face upon her otherwise pretty features. Her eyes lacked mercy and understanding, almost goading the strangers to fight back. She waited for Morganna's cue, watching her process what to do next. Hecate didn't want to make friends, after all, they were the trespassers in this situation. Something that she had always admired in her pack was its strong territorial influence. These children would soon realize their fatal mistake and place; below us.

the armed queen

Her gaze immediately latched onto Morganna as voices of their pack mates seemed to overlap each other, opinions thrown in. But everyone looked to Morganna, for she was now the crowned queen of the Ridge and the one making the calls. No words were needed really to know how her niece felt about the intruders, for her form clearly displayed her intentions. The order was given, and Adele brushed against her brother's side as they moved to follow their niece to battle. Maybe these wolves would be a little smarter and see that the best course of action was to turn tail and run, for if they didn't choose that option, the wolves of the Ridge would show no hesitance to lead them out properly. Adele was a compassionate woman, and her heart was kind, but she had been bred in a land of war. Torbine was not for the faint-hearted, and her blood sang at the possibility of battle. The chocolate woman's hackles rose slightly as she followed Morganna and the rest of her pack mates. Simple mistakes Adele would show kindness to and mercy, something a few of the warriors back in Torbine didn't really appreciate, but this was not a simple mistake. Her paws itching for a good scuffle, the woman's sandy orbs briefly flashed to her brother before latching their attention back on the pack of strangers. "Speech"

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Sorry for the delay! Permission was given to PP Vespertio instructing FTC to retreat as well as to PP Elettra and Ravenna following the rest of WR also to assume Sven would be joining the pursuit. And just a reminder, in order to qualify for life points, you will need three posts in this thread. 
This will be FTC's exit round! Thanks(:

Athena Moon

There's a fire starting in my heart. Reaching a fever pitch, it's bringing me out the dark.

A sinking feeling fell over her as everything began to fall into place. Her mistake wasn't taken lightly by Vespertio as he spit angry words towards her followed with a stinging glare from his goldenrod eyes. Snow colored ears flattened against her skull as embarrassment and anger filled her chest. Turning her gaze away from him, she knew his anger was justified at the moment, however, she couldn't stomach the scorn he placed upon her in front of strangers she barely knew. Lowering her head closer to the ground, her lip raising in a slight snarl as her own anger at him bubbled violently within her. The one-eyed vixen could feel the hot gazes of the others, but she did not acknowledge them.

Listening to the others suggest plans of actions, her fiery glare watched the band of wolves below them gather and grow in size as others came out of the woodwork to join their rally. Namid began to move forward as they reached a decision to try to talk it out. Hesitantly, the ivory woman moved forward behind the others, her gaze still locked upon the pack. The Lake wolves didn't make it far from the knoll they had occupied before the group began to move towards them. At first, Athena believed they were going to be meeting them halfway. Perhaps there was promise for a positive outcome. However, at the sight of raised banners and lowered heads, she then knew there would be no welcome for their words of explanation. The brisk jog the company had quickly progressed into a lope towards them.

Gaze widening, she stopped any movement forward as panic began to wash over her. "Vesper!" She yelled right before the words of instruction to retreat left Vespertio's lips. Turning tail quickly, she took up a sprint which progressed into a lope to match the pace of the others in her group, pausing only slightly to make sure Vespertio was with them. As the Lake wolves retreat into the Serpent's Pass, pain began to pierce her hipbones as her adrenaline ceased, her older age finally beginning to reach her. The Fallen Tree wolves were able to escape through the rocky slopes, successfully alluding the Willow Ridge pack. Though, Athena would feel the consequences in the morning from both her body and Vespertio.

Finally I can see you crystal clear. Go 'head and sell me out and I'll lay your shit bare.

(This post was last modified: Dec 08, 2015, 02:39 AM by Athena.)

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Will be posting at the end of this round again to get Sven his 3 posts in. <3 Sorry for being late.

SVEN ARCHER

& the night is closing in

The pack was quick to assemble, strangers that were meant to be family cropping up to stand at their sides with a few familiar faces in between. Sven had eyes for none of them, instead focusing his pale and damning gaze upon those who had unwittingly tread far too close to the Ridge's domain. Adrenaline seemed to bombinate throughout his body, and his paws itched to race forward so that he might take a bite out of the trespassers upon their hunting grounds. Yet he would not act so brashly, especially after the incident with @Peirus, and waited obediently for his aunt's command.

Those before them had realized their presence, and the concern the pack's swift gathering caused them was evident by varied expressions that passed over their faces. A few of them turned to face the Ridge assembly, boldly standing their ground. Their intentions did not seem to be aggressive, and yet still it caused Sven's lips to curl into a silent snarl. He didn't much care of talking things out, if that was what they thought to do, being instead a wolf of decisive action. They didn't belong here, and so they needed to leave, regardless of their excuses; it was as simple as that.

Then his aunt's words fell to the earth and as a unit they moved. Sven remained at Morganna's side, matching her pace with every step, unwilling to allow her to face any of this without him.

And you’re the sky It was a very bad situation they were in to be sure. The plan was to try and talk their way out of it and that seemed to be a sound plan. One that he hoped would get them out unscathed but as more and more wolves from the pack whose lands they’d accidentally trespassed on arrived on the scene Kajika became less sure they would be able to reason with the other pack. The body language displayed by the members of the other pack made it clear that he and his pack mates were not welcome and would be dealt with. That left no doubts in his mind as to what they needed to d and as much as he didn’t like the it looked like they only had two options, stay and fight or retreat back to their own lands. Kajika looked to his superiors to see what they were going to do now that it seemed there needed to be a change in plan. Then he readied himself for whatever was to come next. Kajika though he didn’t have too much experience with fighting but if it came down to it that was what he would do for his alpha’s. Fallen Tree Cove was his home now and he needed to do whatever it took to protect his leaders in situations such as this one. However it seemed that wouldn’t be happening on that day due to the fact that Vespertio had given and order to retreat . He did not hesitate to follow the orders that had been given to him. It was with one last look over his shoulder at the oncoming wolves that he joined his pack mates as they ran for the safety of their lands. It was disappointing that they would not be able to finish their hunt and bring home some much needed meat but they could not afford to be injured or worse. Kajika only hoped they would not be followed back to their lands.

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(This post was last modified: Dec 08, 2015, 03:18 PM by Kajika.)

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The situation presented to the Cove wolves continued to spiral downwards toward utter disaster with each moment that passed them by. Any and all thoughts, or attempts at reconciling their mistake swept swiftly off a cliff with the continued emergence of more wolves and aggressive displays before the pack moved forward as a well oiled unit. Snarls, promised threats and the likes dripping from exposed fangs. There was no other option for the Cove wolves now other than to retreat while their escape window remained open. Soon, if they stood their ground, the others would be upon them with no available exits. Athena was swift in confirming the inevitable and It was then the command was uttered to retreat.

A growl of defeat rumbled deep within his chest before molten gold irises dared remove themselves from the various faces of his adversaries. Creamy limbs shifted toward the direction of home once the rest of his members had began to travel back first, his easy lope turning into a full sprint to increase the distance between him and them while dull nails scratched at the craggy surface of Serpent's Pass during the climb. Paws only slowing once the glistening surface of their lakeside estate appeared on the horizon. Today they had been lucky coming out unscathed, but next time held no such promises.

Apprehension filled her chest as she moved forward. Muscles were tensed and auds straining, her nose twitching a mile a minute. It didn't sit well in her chest suddenly, as the other pack began to approach. There was something very wrong here, very wrong indeed. Mismatched gaze narrowed, focusing and lengthening her vision as the two unevenly matched bands moved toward each other. Her eyes met with who she presumed was the leading female, and her stomach lurched. Flashing teeth, puffed pelts, and folded ears are what greeted her line of sight. 

They were desperately out matched by a gang of royalty pissed off wolves.

Namid stopped right in her tracks, totally ignoring any chance of the others plowing into her. Her attention snapped to Vespertio just as Athena called out, but her mate was already in action. His call rang int the air and she was flying just behind the others, purposefully trailing a little behind the last of her FTC member to ensure that they weren't snagged by the chasers. They would deal with all of this officially later, at that moment all she focused on was running as quickly as she could back home.

She didn't need to look back to know the pack were complying with her request. Fur mingled with her own, the drumming of paws against the drying grass cracking like wildfire as they inched closer to their adversaries. She was close enough to see the realisation dawn on their faces - this was not a pack of diplomats, but warriors - and they had made a terrible mistake.


As the cowards turned tail and ran, she kept up the pace until she reached the area where their stench was heavy on the earth. Lowering her head to take in the scent she filed it under 'too stupid for their own good' and began to drag her paws across the earth, toes splayed, sending clods of earth and sodden brown grass flying until any trace of the interlopers was erased from this place. She watched them scale the heights, teeth bared in silent challenge. Try it again, see what happens next time. she wanted to yell after them but saved her breath knowing they were both too far and too stupid to comprehend her words. Instead she tipped her muzzle to the sky and sung a victory song. No bloody had been shed but their hunting grounds remained their own. That alone was worth celebrating.

{Morg's exit post}

@Sven @Nicolò @Pickerel @Enoki @Adele @Hecate last round for LP :) (@Elettra & Ravenna will need to slip in 2 if you want to claim for this thread