Lost Lake kingfish

Spieden and @Sahalie at the borders of FTC, morning. 

For any FTC wolves, but special notice to @Vespertio @Namid

With just a short stop the day before, they had made good time the rest of the day and Spieden had the feeling they must surely be near their destination. By scent it was obvious that this pocket of the mountains was much more inhabited than the rest, evidence of other wolves becoming more frequent across her and Sahalie's path. She was sure if they pushed, they could have made it to the packs borders by nightfall. But she knew how much she hated visitors herself when she was trying to get ready for bed, and she figured she would spare the Cove pack the hassle. The mountain nights seemed much colder, and after spending it huddled against Sahalie -- to keep the poor girl warm, of course -- they set out at the first light of day.


They rounded what seemed like one last crest, and as the mists of the early morning burned away in the rays of the sun, a shimmering blue jewel of a lake was revealed, nestled down between the evergreen lined mountain ridges that hid it from the world. Beautiful. Honestly, it made her tear up a little. Spieden shook her head and snorted. The hell? It was just a lake. 

With a hasty nudge to Sahalie's shoulder she descended down towards the lakeside, skirting northbound along waterfront as she kept her nose alert to the tell-tale signs of a border. When she found it, she stopped, tipping her head back to release a song of greeting from the Bend pack. There was no knowing whether they would be receptive to a sort of rendezvous between the two packs, but at the very least a check-in wouldn't hurt. As the last notes faded she seated herself upon the pebbled shore. She'd never really gotten into the diplomatic side of her leadership, hopefully this didn't go too poorly.

Sahalie could barely keep her eyes closed last night, and it had nothing to do with the cold. For an hour or two she had pestered the old woman with questions about what Fallen Tree Cove would look like, who they were supposed to be meeting, why, and the like before the old woman simply rolled the other way and passed out. Huddled beside her, the girl was enraptured by all the possibilities that awaited them in the morning.

Now that the sun was up, though, the world seemed incredibly bight. She kept one eye closed at all times as she groggily followed the dark woman through the rocks and into a valley thickly lined with trees, which seemed awfully strange for the mountains that were all but naked up at this elevation. Under the shade of the trees again she cracked the other golden eye open, but still wished that she could go back to bed. Then suddenly the sun seared through the trees again, and as she strode through the last pine and out into the open. Having followed Spieden's excessive girth with one eye closed all the way here, she had not caught the same "sneak-peek" of the lake that the woman had. As it was, it floored her. In the harsh, early spring sun it glittered a blue color she had never even seen before, a dark, vibrant blue. Cernan lived here? Before she could even close her mouth the summoning howl rose from Spieden beside her.

Time to make sure she had straightened the last cow-lick that remained from her bed-head.

Shallow water has trapped several fish in a small pond. Hunt Opportunity

Dirt caked paws had just finished placing displaced soil back upon a replenished cache when the summoning howl filled russet ears, the appendages pivoted forward in piqued curiosity at the unexpected greeting from their allies, Oak Tree Bend. "Interesting." He spoke quietly to himself before lurching forward to sprint across the expanse of territory separating himself and the strip of border where the unknown female's song resonated from. Light hued paws striking determinedly at the earth fully intent on keeping the waiting time of his guest short, unbeknownst to him that not one, but two Bend wolves sought the presence of the lake inhabiting leaders this morning.

Gradually the distance melted with ease, Vespertio's pace slowing to a mere trot once a pair of swarthy silhouettes emerged on the approaching horizon. "Hello there, Vespertio Vuesain at your service. To what do I owe the pleasure of an audience with our allies?" Voice friendly in greeting once a couple wolf lengths lay between them and himself, molten gold gaze taking in the appearance of those representing the Bend. The first examined was a younger female close in age to his own children with a pelt as stark as the Tainn man he recalled meeting with those months ago and a pair of gold eyes paler in complexion than Vesper's own. It was assumed then she may be a child of his, a warm smile offered to the young girl in hopes of easing any nerves. Meeting with a leader surely could be an overwhelming experience.

The second wolf present was a larger framed specimen with an array of browns and blacks with the noticeable display of gray dominating the regions of her muzzle and stomach; one in which he discovered possibly held the prospect of new life granted the lingering scent of pregnancy upon her fur. A pair of amber eyes nestled neatly upon her dark mask. With his inspection over his attention returned to the situation at hand, the reason for the arrival. Curiosity clearly etched itself onto his handsome features waiting for an answer, charcoal dusted banner waving casually at his spine. What could have possibly brought them out this way?

Kajika had spent most of his morning lazily following the trail of a rabbit. Now that they were getting into spring it was still important to bring food back for the pack but food also wasn’t going to be as scare as it had been through the winter. He was glad that they had made it with few losses and they had gained Moonshadow. His heart wasn’t completely in the chase of the rabbit he’d been on so when the sound of an unfamiliar voice reached his ears his curiosity was piqued. He could tell the visitor was at the borders and being that he had made a promise to protect his pack and its borders he felt it was important that he go and find out what was going on.

Turning from his chase he moved through the trees as fast as his legs would carry him and in a short space of time he covered the ground needed to arrive at the border. When he did finally come into view he saw that Vespertio had beat him to greeting their visitors and he also noticed that there were two of them. Right away he took note that he hadn’t met either of them and one looked younger perhaps around the same age of the young alphas. Slowly he stepped out to stand just behind Vespertio allowing his alpha to deal with the visitors but he was there in case his alpha needed him.

(This post was last modified: Apr 07, 2016, 02:27 AM by Kajika.)

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Namid, now about 5 weeks into her pregnancy and certainly showing it, had recently been taking to sleeping in a bit more in the mornings. With her girth seeming to forever expand, she knew that it wouldn’t be long before she would need to go make some final arrangements in the birthing den. However, the task would surely be easier this year due to the fact that the den was already picked out. The task would be set to clean it out and replenish it with mosses, bird down, and rabbit pelts that had made up the bedding the year before. But, that was still for a later date. For the time being she was content to snuggle up with her pack mates as much as she could.

That was, until a call rang into the air asking for her.

Drowsily she rose her head from the ground, blinking sleep from her mismatched gaze. A gaping yawn parted her maw before snapping closed, her parched tongue sweeping over her maw lazily. Who could possibly be asking for them at this hour? The queen lifted her rounded frame to her paws, giving her pale pelt a shake to rid it of debris before heading out the opening of the communal den. She picked up her pace to a jog, lacking the energy for a true run. Important or not, getting there quickly was not her priority over keeping the strain on herself as low as possible. Still, her tail rose behind her and her chin lifted in preparation for the display she would need to provide.

Roughly 10 minutes later the Star Dancer came upon the scene, taking in the forms of Kajika, who stood behind and catty corner to Vespertio as he should have been, and the form of her husband. Brushing past her subordinate she offered a friendly bump of her nose to his shoulder and a mumbled greeting before going to stand next to the Lake King, brushing her side against his affectionately. Fortunately, she’d been able to make it in time to capture the last bit of his introduction, forming the knowledge that these wolves had come from Oak Tree Bend. The woman’s heterochromatic gaze took in first the form of the larger woman, the scent of pregnancy coming from her prominently and even if they hadn’t been allies Namid would have taken faint comfort in knowing that the chances of a fight breaking out had dropped quite a degree. Then, they trailed to the younger girl who looked to be about the age of her children and her maw automatically picked up into a friendly smile. The queen certainly had a soft spot for children, and she thought highly of the pack for allowing the girl to tag along on a scouting trip like this. It was certainly an important lesson she would learn.

Her attention turned back squarely between them and she allowed a dip of her head in greeting, “Hello, I believe my husband has gotten straight to the point as usual,” she teased, giving him a playful sideways glance. “But, I thought I might introduce myself as well. My name is Namid Vuesain, it is a pleasure to meet you both.” She was sure to make sure to say both, as the youngster was just as important in this as the woman in her eyes.

Visitors? The chubby youngster's ears stood on end; drinking in the foreign voice. It was asking for his parents, in a sort of friendly way. Cernan was immediately curious. It was not often that strangers called upon the borders, and he found himself rising to his feet despite the inherent discomfort first meetings brought. Mama and Papa would surely be there, so it wouldn't be all bad. He'd be damned if he sat here while there could be something interesting going on. The Prince wouldn't have been surprised if Neha was already on her way to the scene anyway. 

By the time his form became visible to the now sizable gathering of wolves, it was smattered with bits of spring mud along his paws and belly. Galloping through the woods in the spring would do that to you, apparently. The pup drew his pace back to a casual trot, passing his sunshine eyes over those in attendance. Mom and Dad of course, Kajika, the strange adult and... His face lit up immediately. It's– "Hey!" His voice was uncharacteristically bright, and he was only thankful that Namid had finished speaking already. Interrupting, even if he didn't mean to, wasn't really socially acceptable. 

A smile spread across the child's maw and he turned suddenly to glance between his friend and what he supposed could have been her mother. 'Good a guess as any. It'd been more than a whole moon-cycle since he'd seen Halie! His tail broke into a few shy wags. This was a meeting between allies! Did that make the other adult a friend of his parents? Suddenly aware that he'd sort of muscled his way into their conversation, the youngest Vuesain glanced sideways at his family, flicking his ears back a little in subtle apology. This could have been serious business they'd come to discuss, after all. He really wanted to ask what she'd been up to, and why she was here. Curiosity gripped him again as he waited to see what it was all about. 

@Vespertio Wowow sorry that took so long guys!

Spieden waited tentatively for someone to answer her beckoning call, her black claws tapping the passing time against the stony shore. Doubts fluttered through her mind, unsure if anyone would have heard her, and then as she watched a figure make their way up the strand towards her, the hope that their alliance still held water. She straightened her broad shoulders out of her characteristic slouch as Vespertio introduced himself, a big black shadow of a wolf silently filtering in behind him. Not long after a silvery woman appeared, practically knitted to the tawny male's side, Mrs. Vuesain apparently. At least <i>somebody</i> had their shit together. Then a young wolf who looked about Sahalie's age bounded onto the scene, and Spieden couldn't be too surprised there seemed to be a familiarity between them. Who <i>didn't</i> she know?


"Spieden Coho, leader of the Bend." She introduced herself to the leading pair with a slight dip of her muscular neck. She hated wielding the L-word, she always felt like just another pack wolf but with more responsibilities resting on her shoulders, but figured it was pertinent knowledge in this case. She kept a low profile and doubted any outside of the pack had ever heard her name. Her eyes momentarily flicked to Sahalie, a slight lift of her silvered brows for the girl to introduce herself.

Her attention brought back to the leading pair, she explained her purpose for coming. "Triell and I were figured it was time we had a get-together between allies. A rendezvous or whatever you'd like to call it, just so we can all get to know eachother better." She said, eyes flicking towards odd eyed woman, trying to not pointedly stare at her rounded stomach, and pointedly ignoring her own. "Once things settle down a bit, of course. Probably summer time, when the days are long, if that works for you guys."

"I can promise there'll be something good to eat." She said with a slight smile. It wasn't a party if there wasn't food.

Thought someone else would have jumped in ahead of me, but apologize for the wait.

Sure enough and as Vespertio silently expected the presence of some other members; his wife @Namid and youngest son included, began to flock toward the gathered wolves. The first to arrive was the dark coated male and aspiring teacher, @Kajika , whom opted to fill an open spot near his rear flank to serve as silent shadow, but available for action should things turn sour although Vespertio had no suspicious such would happen during this encounter. They were allies after all. The next to arrive was the agouti male's favorite presence and other half whom introduced herself, the growing up soon joined by the arrival of their youngest son @Cernan . An enthused hey left his boy's lips and instantly a smile began to spread further across Vesper's lips. So the children have already met?

The lakeside king had no time to contemplate that idea any further as the chocolate and grey coated woman spoke up, informing him that she was @Spieden Coho, lead female of Oak Tree Bend. Ah, so this was the one who ran things alongside the Tainn man. Introductions aside, the older woman got right down to business and relayed the answer to why she had come seeking out their borders. Apparently Triell and herself had come to an agreement that it was long over-due the allies meet face to face to become better acquainted with each other while stuffing their faces with food. At this Vesper's charcoal tail began to wag at his flanks, a smile of his own settling upon his creamy face. "That sounds like a wonderful idea. It would be a wise idea for us to physically see who our allies are and allow enough time to pass to make travel for the youngest members easier."

Pausing his words, molten gold irises shifted their gaze to rest on the silvered face of his wife, a brow quirking upwards. "What do you think my dear, does this sound like a good idea to you?" He was on board with the idea, but nothing would be set in stone without the agreement of his wife.

just poppin' this in here :3 not sure if there's a posting order? @Kajika @Cernan @Namid

To a girl who lived in a land of giants, she was expecting the leader of their allies to be much larger than he was. When the first wolf, all cream and black, arrived Sahalie assumed that despite his handsome appearances he was still just some scout for the Cove wolves, who stood with a regal pose because two outsiders were on the borders. Along with his fancy coat he had a fancy name and a smooth voice. She considered the fact that maybe he was the leader. Leaders could be any size, right? But she really only knew large ones. Now the male was looking at her, smiling at her, and she felt her own lips part automatically to reveal her own grin. Whatever this man was, he was pretty nice. But Sahalie would leave the talking to Spieden. She was just here to observe.

Another wolf arrived, this one bigger and with a coat more normal to the girl. Were it not for his stopping just behind the other wolf she would have assumed for sure that this was the man in control of Fallen Tree Cove. Instead she was stumped. The man didn't even say anything, indicating he was indeed more subservient to this Vespertio. She blinked at the nameless wolf, her tail waving amicably in a subtle, curious greeting.

The final confirmation came in the form of a female just as plump as Spieden but far more easy on the eyes. In fact, her eyes were the easiest thing about her, and the most peculiar. The girl's mouth fell wide open as she watched the lady come up along side Vespertio. One eye was as brilliant sky blue as her friend Leotie's, and the other was a rich, muddy brown. How was this possible? The silvered woman was smiling at her, too, now, and Sahalie felt a little shy. She shouldn't be staring: that was rude. Her tail continued to fan the air behind her.

Some movement in the distance caught her eye, though, and she found herself staring over their shoulders trying to see just who this new wolf was. She felt a wash of relief when the chubby form filled out with details revealing at last Cernan. She shook away the final trappings of her sleepy demeanor, her face brightening along with her friend's. "HI!" she said, nearly bursting, with just enough time to spare before Spieden began her introduction.

Sahalie piped up at the appropriate time "Sahalie Tainn," she directed at the assembled adults before falling silent again so that Spieden could continue. Eagerly she eyed Cernan, hoping that he would be excited by the prospects of a get together. She gave him a wink for good measure, hoping that he would pick up her meaning. Whatever it was. At least the leader--Cernan's father-- liked the idea.

To Cernan she whispered, "There's loads of kids our age to play with. It'll be a blast."