Isn't it Ironic? [joining]

[irirangi]

Desert sands faded into cracked earth and singed grass. Irirangi observed her surroundings with a bit of disdain. It had been a long time since she'd last entered the lands of Kamari. Back then it had been to form an alliance between the packs of Zethrox and of Vee. The war had been young, life chaotic, and Alya the strongest presence in her life.

A lot of time had passed since then. Though Ardemu had been defeated and peace brought to the lands, peace for Zahir had spelled disaster. The pack had been unable to adjust away from the state of war and became stagnant. When old Zethrox had tried to lay claim to their lands the pack had been on its last legs. Now... Now Iri had walked away from it all. Alya had moved on and so she would too.

Her first choice was to seek refuge with Zahir's old alliance. Though the two packs had been on shaky ground ever since Zethrox's attempt at a hostile takeover, the Maned female felt that she would be more at home there than with any of the others. She had met and knew some of its members and the lands it inhabited were warm, more suitable to her species. Thus, as she stood at the borders of the Haishin pack, she tilted back her head and let out a short, crisp summoning howl.

Irirangi then stood there, waiting in silence. Haunting silver eyes raked over the land, observing the cycles of death and new life that seemed to be inescapable. Kamari had always been an unnerving territory; much death had occurred here over the years. She could see the lingering spirits as they dared to walk passed, hopeless in their search for life but not willing to ask for help. They were wolves ruined by humans and wolves killed by Knaves, but all the same they were content to mourn forgotten lives in a slowly rebuilding territory. As Kamari healed, so did their hearts. It would be interesting, she thought, to watch the prosperity of these lands reflect the prosperity of the pack.

[akihra]

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[atrb=background,http://img809.imageshack.us/img809/3046/kiratablemid.png][atrb=width,450,true] Where had her pack disappeared to now? It seemed as if Akihra had been wandering the territory by herself for quite some time now. If it hadn't been for the howl, she would have thought that something was deterring wolves from Kamari. Sure, the place was not the most beautiful on the continent, but it was functional and served its purpose. That was all that she could ask for. But what puzzled the alpha female was exactly who was howling for her. It was the beta from Zahir, one of the wolves that had confronted her grandfather after his foolish attempt to navigate the desert in the dead of the summer. She still could not fathom why he would think that to be a good idea. Yet here was the femme, calling out to her across the territory. She knew it would be foolish to leave her waiting on the border; she quickened her pace, hurrying to reach the femme before she left. Akihra would not lie and say that this was not a surprise. She had never anticipated that any of the Zahir wolves would civilly seek out Haishin again, especially after the Zethrox mess. Her grandfather had been a fool, and she had expected that to reflect poorly on her leadership. And granted, she was struggling a lot more with this situation than he had; that much was evident. Akihra was young for an alphess and young for a mother. She could not possibly juggle both situations with ease. Yet she continued to try, and all it brought her was the fruitlessness of unsure leadership. She was dominant by nature, but that did not necessarily make her the leader she needed to be. Spying Irirangi, Akihra slowed her pace to a gentle trot. She dipped her head in greeting to the femme, opting to act cordially until the female gave her a reason to act otherwise. "Welcome to Kamari, Irirangi," she greeted the femme with a cautious smile. "What can I do for you?" ((OOC: Blargh, not good post.))

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'Momma went this way!' Sariya could catch traces of the Haishin alphess along the prairie grass. But, with her nose to the dirt, she couldn't see in front of her. She was stumbling over roots, rocks, sticks, and holes, but she did not want to risk losing her mother's trail. She'd show Momma how good of a tracker she is! She knew Momma was answering a call that a stranger had made. And she loved seeing her momma in action! After all, she had a lot to learn if she was going to be the alphess of this pack someday! Her mother's scent was growing stronger, and stronger still! Until she thought she could almost hear her voice. "What can I do for you?"

Yes, that was her momma's voice! Who was this stranger she was talking to? Maybe it was someone she could play with! Oh, how she wanted someone to play with! She picked up her pace, eager to see this invader, eager, excited to watch her mother. She hadn't realized how close she had gotten to the pair when she tripped over a root, sending her white figure flying past Akihra and tumbling into Irirangi. As she came to a the sudden stop, she sat up and blinked her eyes, trying to clear her head. She looked up, an unfamiliar scent wafting around her, and her eyes met a wolf who's looks matched the scent. With a gasp she scrambled to her paws, choking on the words "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Sorry, sorry, sorry!" As she ran away from the stranger to the shelter of her her momma's legs in fear of how the stranger may retaliate.

OOC// Sorry so cruddy post.. I'll give something better next round