I was younger then. Take me back to when...
The upheaval within the pack in the past few days left Wraith with a splitting headache. Damn the bastard who left him with this burden. If he'd actually been here for @Morganna in the first place, she never would have taken the children and left. But Wraith would not crumble under the responsibility. Not like before. He'd already put those ghosts to rest and they'd stay that way forevermore. One day, he would tell his mate the story. On some rainy day when he was feeling not quite so vulnerable, perhaps. When the story wouldn't hit so close to home.
But for now...lives were depending on him to lead them, to give them direction and purpose. Spring was already a time of change across the land. Snow would soon give way to the prickly tundra grasses with the rare summer blossom trying to make an early start. At least they would be heralding in the new season with a new outlook as well. And a new family.
Wraith bent his large head to nuzzle his mate to his right and snuffled with pride at her swelling belly. "I guess it's time to make some big speech, huh?" he asked @Piety quietly as his stomach flipped with nervousness. Was she as anxious as he was? This leadership had been thrust upon the pair of them so suddenly, but Piety looked serene. "What the hell do leaders even say in these damn things?"
No point delaying. Forcing himself headlong into leadership - as he was currently imagining thrusting himself off the top of the Monadnock - seemed the only way he would get started. Lifting his dark muzzle to the sky, the brute called to the members of Whitestone to assemble at the top of the monolithic structure. As wolves trickled in, the male wagged his tail in a warm manner though it was curled over his back in a dominant posture.
"Thank you all for coming. To those new to the Monadnock, I'd like to extend an official welcome to the family. To those already familiar..." There were so few left, he realized. "This is our new start." Fondly, he smiled. "Spring has always held promise, and so too will this one. The herds are starting to return as they migrate through the lowlands. And we have packs that have taken up residence nearby since our foundation that are long overdue for a visit. I expect everyone to treat wolves of neighboring packs with utmost respect. We should keep our relations strong and not invite adversity."
Head canting towards Piety, golden eyes looked to her for anything she may add or something important he'd forgotten. He was certain there was more, but really, he just wanted to get to know the wolves around him. It would come with time, of course, but learning strengths and weaknesses was something worth knowing.
"Is everyone settling in well? Any problems so far? Don't be afraid to speak up."
...I found my heart and lost it here, made friends and lost them through the years.