Post by Arche on Aug 9, 2015 12:53:42 GMT -5
It was early, much too early to call out to them yet. Instead, the large male moved slowly towards the Issimor Caverns, the beach near the edge of the main island where one could potentially swim across the waters to the Ina'mos. Now, most of the Airila pack was intelligent enough to leave the Kairos pack alone, but heaven forbid something happen and they cross paths on a negative note at some point in the future. The border with the enormous pack made the male nervous, but he made sure to check it frequently just in case a young Kairos wolf mistakenly made their way onto their beach. He knew that about this time the young males of the larger pack would be leaving their island for their trails, but he knew very little about the whole process. So far they were on good terms with Kairos and their alpha, Goliath, but he made sure to be careful regardless, for he wished no harm to come to his pack, his family.
The sun had only begun to creep above the horizon when the male's paws hit sand, though he kept walking until he reached the caverns on the edge of the mountains against the water. There were several yards between the caves and the ocean, but it was clear that the tide was still only slowly receding and would require a bit more time before there was enough sand for the pack to congregate on for a meeting. He had no intention of waking them all ridiculously early, though he hoped that at least some of the pack members were away by this point in time. His father had been doing fairly poorly this morning, and though the large wolf hated to tear himself from the sick alpha's side, he knew it was necessary to keep their pack united and strong together in his absence. With any luck, Toiro would heal soon and fall right back into his position as alpha as if nothing had happened. But until then, Arche was determined to keep their pack and family running strong here in the Shyia.
He sighed softly as he finally came to a stop, stretching slowly with a soft yawn as his tail arched out behind him. What would he say to them? How could he possibly explain things and how they could move forward from here? He frowned, shaking his head slowly and pacing back and forth in front of the entrance to the caverns. Would they follow him? Would they stand by him during his father's sickness? There was always the possibility of their betrayal, the possibility that they would turn on him and cast him out of Airila for attempting to take over the pack in his father's weakness. But that was not his true purpose here. No, he wanted to ensure that Airila remained strong, remained united with purpose, even while Toiro lay sick in his den. If they had no leader, no one to turn to, they would fall apart and be vulnerable to attack or invasion from any of the other packs of the island. He had heard of it happening before, when a pack had grown small and divided, their land had been taken from them. Airila could not afford to lose their lands, nor could their sick leader.
Finally, after what felt like hours, the male inhaled deeply and leaped up onto a large, flat boulder that stood beside the entrance of the caverns. After circling once, then twice, he sat down, curling his tail lightly around his paws and looking out silently over the sand. The sun was mostly above the horizon now, and though there were still a light array of colors stretching across the sky, it was light enough for the pack to be up and about and called to him. With another slow and deep breath, the male lifted his nose, closing his eyes and calling out to them all in the form of a howl. He had no doubt that all of those in the Shyia could hear his call, but he continued on for a short while in order to ensure that none were confused by the message it carried. It called them to him, for news and for a plan, to unite their pack and remain strong, even in these hard times.
Words: 727
Tags: Jadir, Audas, Nymph, Anima, Swan, Kujo, @ginaneko, @cogs, Rikez, Cherokee (if I'm missing anyone, just let me know!)
Muse: High
Notes: Airila pack meeting! You guys don't have to post multiple times if you don't want to, though I'd like to keep to a posting order if possible for those that would like to keep posting. This is for Arche to inform the pack about his father's sickness and about him stepping in to take over until Toiro recovers. (this has been approved by and discussed with Jay ^.^)
The sun had only begun to creep above the horizon when the male's paws hit sand, though he kept walking until he reached the caverns on the edge of the mountains against the water. There were several yards between the caves and the ocean, but it was clear that the tide was still only slowly receding and would require a bit more time before there was enough sand for the pack to congregate on for a meeting. He had no intention of waking them all ridiculously early, though he hoped that at least some of the pack members were away by this point in time. His father had been doing fairly poorly this morning, and though the large wolf hated to tear himself from the sick alpha's side, he knew it was necessary to keep their pack united and strong together in his absence. With any luck, Toiro would heal soon and fall right back into his position as alpha as if nothing had happened. But until then, Arche was determined to keep their pack and family running strong here in the Shyia.
He sighed softly as he finally came to a stop, stretching slowly with a soft yawn as his tail arched out behind him. What would he say to them? How could he possibly explain things and how they could move forward from here? He frowned, shaking his head slowly and pacing back and forth in front of the entrance to the caverns. Would they follow him? Would they stand by him during his father's sickness? There was always the possibility of their betrayal, the possibility that they would turn on him and cast him out of Airila for attempting to take over the pack in his father's weakness. But that was not his true purpose here. No, he wanted to ensure that Airila remained strong, remained united with purpose, even while Toiro lay sick in his den. If they had no leader, no one to turn to, they would fall apart and be vulnerable to attack or invasion from any of the other packs of the island. He had heard of it happening before, when a pack had grown small and divided, their land had been taken from them. Airila could not afford to lose their lands, nor could their sick leader.
Finally, after what felt like hours, the male inhaled deeply and leaped up onto a large, flat boulder that stood beside the entrance of the caverns. After circling once, then twice, he sat down, curling his tail lightly around his paws and looking out silently over the sand. The sun was mostly above the horizon now, and though there were still a light array of colors stretching across the sky, it was light enough for the pack to be up and about and called to him. With another slow and deep breath, the male lifted his nose, closing his eyes and calling out to them all in the form of a howl. He had no doubt that all of those in the Shyia could hear his call, but he continued on for a short while in order to ensure that none were confused by the message it carried. It called them to him, for news and for a plan, to unite their pack and remain strong, even in these hard times.
Words: 727
Tags: Jadir, Audas, Nymph, Anima, Swan, Kujo, @ginaneko, @cogs, Rikez, Cherokee (if I'm missing anyone, just let me know!)
Muse: High
Notes: Airila pack meeting! You guys don't have to post multiple times if you don't want to, though I'd like to keep to a posting order if possible for those that would like to keep posting. This is for Arche to inform the pack about his father's sickness and about him stepping in to take over until Toiro recovers. (this has been approved by and discussed with Jay ^.^)