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Pack Meeting – #217

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Meeting Notes

September 14th, 2023

  • Rook announces a tournament soon
  • Rook announces a lore night soon
  • Kova reminds wolves to set LOA’s
  • Ophaelos gives a scouting report on the new areas and is tasked to remark a new scouting boundary
  • Raine joins as a pledge
Number Of Wolves Present



    Cairdeas, Ceol, Raine, Maeve, Leora

    Pack Meeting Begins

    * Kova the fae would have made her way from the northern trees to the other edge of the pack’s hold. The clearing wasn’t far now and it wouldn’t take her long to reach the open expanse. A few more moments would pass and out into the open she’d come. Her stride was light but warry. Tired, perhaps? All the same an eagerness in her heart would flutter for she was hoping to call a meeting. Yes, a gathering always did the heart light. Upon her observation, she’d make note of any and all within until her strides took her to the Alpha’s stone. Upon it’s base she would rise and up to the end she’d go. A breath taken in, then a howl offered in song.

    AWwwwwwwwoooooo! a pack meeting is called.

    *Ophaelos Quiet paws would carry him through the forest and to a particularly interesting little clearing within. Oddly and seemingly purposefully placed branches and stones were neatly jumbled across the clearing as Ophaelos meanders through it, silvern eyes shifting from each part of this… was this an obstacle course? How peculiar—Leora’s scent seemed to teem strongly in this area. Was this her favorite little hide-out to retreat to the same way the snow wolf retreats to his knoll in the Sweet Valley? He would soon bypass this area and continue to the clearing, picking his pace up from an amble and into a slow lope once Kova’s familiar howl rippled his way.

    * Vesper would rise from her resting place next to the riverbank and take another look into its depths, pondering a catch for the cache before a song would greet her ears, and up she’d go, tawny paws carrying her back to the Alpha stone as she barked cheerfully. What news would the Alphess have to tell?

    * Calder he would’ve moved alongside Fianna to the hunting grounds in hopes of securing a meal. By now, the pair would be in the hunting grounds still no doubt, but now a call would reach his ears. He turned them to the sound and looked to nose Fianna.
    * Fianna Fianna would be there, yes she would and she would perk to the sounds of their Alphess’ call as well. Shoulder to shoulder with her mate she would turn back. They had dragged their paws in the hunt too long and now a meeting was called! “Soon. We will hunt one together soon.” She murmured, picking up the pace to a lopsided lope and back toward the river’s crossing!
    * Cairdeas was tardy to the party but as the song rang he folded his auditory sensors from the sheer volume and how close it sounded. He would sit up and eventually stand backing off to listen up for the reason of the call. Knowing more his place he waited on others to find out the intention of the call. He did however dip his dome as he turned back towards the alpha showing she had his attention.
    * Rook was not too far to the south of the clearing among the several copse of pine and aspen. The rustling of leaves had changed their timbre like a fresh reed and dark resin mouthpiece instead replacing the vibrance of a less substantial pairing. He liked it but had an affinity for the more gothic arcades of changed leaves and darker days. Gone would be the summer gauntlet of rarity and scarceness (he hoped). It was in such an arcade of aspen that he heard his court’s call not too far to the north now. He would answer quietly with the northward turn of his paws.
    * Raine  She would wake up after her ears caught a howl, she recognized it as the alpha’s call. It seemed to be coming from the alpha rock, but she was at the eastern edge of the clearing, so it wouldn’t take long for her to heed the call and reach the rock’s edge, sitting just close enough to hear the alpha’s voice. There, she would wait.
    * Kova she would swing her tail ever so lightly behind her as she would make note of those who would hear and heed the call. She’d allow a few more moments to pass before she’d await to begin. A soft dip of her head given to those entering.
    * Ophaelos Upon reaching the outskirts of the clearing, Ophaelos would slow down and return to his amble once his alabaster visage crested the tree line, emerging from the path that had slowly but surely begun to wear from paws frequenting the course. Quietly he would sink into the glade, closing the distance between him and the alpha stone before taking a seat by himself. As the days went on, he saw fewer of the wolves he had grown closest to and fondest of. A passing thought, although melancholic, would be wondering when he would find himself the last wolf standing from his niche little pod of friends. Perhaps such a thought would warrant his silver eyes to wander a little bit to see if these aforementioned wolves would show themselves. Not this time, it would seem…
    * Rook Normally, he had expected to follow the scent trail of another toward the clearing. In days of plenty, he might expect to see a south-north trail cut clearly into the grass as the bladesof green wrested away control from the shade and forest litter of the pines and aspens. Not today and not recently. Not even the wild fleeting scent of Redwing had been garnered from the south, but he followed after the call of his court until he too entered into the clearing from its south to see those who might have also gathered and answered the call.

    * Kova as she’d make note of each wolf’s presence, she’d dip her head and smile lightly.  “Well met, wolves of WolfSpirits.” she smiled keenly and softly. “Thank you for heeding my call and a gathering for a meeting.” she shifted her paws lightly beneath her.

    “First off, I would like to start the meeting by offering a quick reminder for OOC: If you need, please remember to post any LOA’s in loa-notices.”
    she swung her tail lightly before curling it back about her haunches. A short glance, much like Ophaelos’ own, she’d make note of who was present, and who was absent. She’d not seen Fern, Panther, Lou and a paw full of others lately and had hoped they where well. She to, inwardly, hoped Saskias path would still be true and she was well, as well. Despite what had happened. She shifted her paws and turned her gaze to the gathered and smiled. Eyes light and full of promise. “With a new season upon us, the pups are growing, and I would welcome more hunts soon for the weather will grow cold and bitter. Our prey weaker but more scarce.” She turned a moment to look once more to the gathered. Seeing her court just now enter, her heart gently ushered a soft , singing strum before she dipped her nose to him in greeting.

    * Fianna Fianna would move across the river, her pelt getting soaked to the belly fur as she splashed across and shook on the far side, her gaze finding others as they moved in to heed the call. Pushing forward she’d chuff to Ophaelos as they headed to the alpha stone. Her brother might be spotted as well from the southern end and she’d feel her tail.sway brightly. Quietly she would move to settle within the shade of the alpha stone, perking and curious to what her spirit sister would offer in the meeting.

    * Vesper would nod to the Alphess’ words as more wolves gathered, familiar scents reaching the tawny fae’s nose and easing the nerves that the meeting call had caused. Indeed, the color of the season had begun to shift, a slight crispness to the air promising a more familiar scenery to the once-Northern wolf. How soon would it be that snow would blanket the clearing in its merciless smother of everything, of all things green and good that she had come to love? Perhaps she’d catch another fish for the cache later, but for now, Vesper listened carefully.
    * Ophaelos If Fianna had offered him a chuff, the brute would surely return it, although quietly. Ophaelos would sit calmly upon reaching the stone, his eyes drifting for a moment to take in the clearing and what beauty it had offered him as he listened to Kova’s words. Many days had passed since he last stepped foot here, and sure enough, things were already looking different from when he last left them. The leaves on the trees had begun to turn less vibrant colors and the grass seemed patchier in some areas. Were those patches of missing grass from happy wolves rolling around in them or was it from the season turning? If there was an unmistakable chill in the air, then he would have his answer.
    * Calder he would stride in alongside Fianna and as they came into the view and sight of others, he would dip his head to those present. he would see his mentor among the gathered and smiled in Vespers direction. A polite nod given to her, to before he’d seat himself beside Fianna and listen to Kova’s words and continued meeting tones.

    * Rook

    A few familiar frames caught his eye and attention. His sister would be one that he would focus on momentarily before hearing his court’s words of advice and of warning. Such a warning held promise of growth beyond the days of spring and summer…beyond the harrowing days that claimed several wolves and pups alike. Those that survived would know greater things and better days; such was life. Rook would approach only as far as his sister and Calder before sitting back upon his haunches.

    * Fianna

    Fianna would listen to the words offered, nodding to the desire for more hunts. She would step up to helping with that more now that the pups were growing more self sufficient in the clearing.. Perhaps even further abroad soon. The idea of that made Fianna nervous but she would focus herself back on the meeting at paw. When her brother settled beside her she would murr quietly and reach to brush her muzzle against his shoulder, eager to take in what scents his pelt offered, her mind as well dwelling on the cold days ahead. Would the pups be ready?

    * Kova

    her tail ushered a gentle sway and perhaps in the time to see her court join the group. When he did, she grinned. “Lore master, I speak of fall and it’s change in season, I would give you the floor now to announce what else Fall might have in-store?” gently her tail waved behind her before stilling.

    * Cairdeas listened intently. His cape was still secured to his nape for now. His tail swished gently.

    * Raine She’d listen closely to hear what the alpha had to say. At the mention of change of season, she would swish her tail, she kinda liked the cold since she could roll around in the snow! But she also felt like winter had just been yesterday. She shook off her thoughts and pricked her ears to hear more closely at what she had to say.

    * Rook

    No sooner had he sat than he was called to stand or at least project his voice; he’d do both. It wouldn’t take much with this small gathering to call attention to what needed shared, and he likened them to little embers that would spread the news beyond this meeting. Yes, he would note Cairdeas and the near tradition of a flippy cape passing through generations of litters. He’d offer a smile if only in his eyes and initial tones.
    “Thank you, mo anáil. The transition from the gauntlet of summer to the snow-laden terrain of winter brings with it a momentary farewell to that which is behind and a greeting to that which is ahead. It’s a time to remember but also a time to cooperate and put into action what has been learned during the kinder season of summer. All things in completion come in threes…to instill and ensure the lessons of summer and to celebrate the harvest of kinship and pack, I have and will plan for three events: A sparring tournament, bobbing for fishies, and the last hunt for butterflies. “
    * Vesper would dip her head to her mentor as he passed, a gentle smile on her face at the mention of fall. Others had arrived as well–what on earth was that on Cairdeas’ back? And events? The idea of festivals and frivolities was not completely foreign to Vesper… but ones that actually happened? In a land where you could take time to celebrate… Vesper’s expression would show excitement, and a bit of confusion as well–she didn’t quite know what to make of it!

    * Kova silvery light amber hues fell upon her court with endearment. She always held it for him, of course, but when he spoke of what was to come she couldn’t help but feel her chest rumble with pride. A fine idea, indeed. She gruuued and smiled. “Eager and ready I think we all are. I am sure the course will prove to be useful as well” she looked to where the pups might be before turning to her court and smiling. “I look forward to those who will participate!”

    * Calder his eyes fell to Rook and when he announced the events soon to come with the transition in season, he grinned. His eyes scanned quietly to the others about. He wondered if perhaps he’d finally get to sparr with Grim? He grinned once more at the thought before turning now to the other wolves gathered then back to Kova. He was ready indeed.

    * Cairdeas kept his ears perked and they may have twitched a bit as a spar tournament was mentioned. He did not know what a Tournament was, but was familiar with sparring. His tails wave increased and he hopped up jumping in circles making his squirrel hide flop upon his back. If one saw it perhaps it would amuse.
    * Ophaelos Ophaelos would share a passing glance of acknowledgment to each wolf that had participated in the meeting, his gaze turning to the Lore Master when he brought forth his boon of news. All events seemed quite lively and a much-needed comfort indeed, for these past few months have been cruel to the pack—specifically its bloodline. A cheerful event is perhaps what the pack needs to find its spirit again. Whether the snow wolf would show up as a participant in these events, however, would be debatable…
    * Fianna When her brother was given the mic, Fianna would listen attentively, her excitement rising at his ideas for the transition of seasons and her tail swayed vigorously as she gave a few nods. Her gaze fell on Cairdeas briefly and she would see the cape she’d helped afix to his back still there, a wry and knowing glance moving to Rook. He’d passed on his goofball idea, and the little brute had taken to it like a moth to a flame.

    * Kova as each wolf would express their excitement and eagerness for the events to come, she grinned and stomped her paw softly. “I look forward to it.” she said before turning now to the other wolves gathered. “Before I continue, I would open the floor to any who desire to come up and speak.” she noted Raine among the gathered, a fairly newer wolf whom she hadn’t had a chance to spend as much time with lately.

    * Cairdeas looked about shyly, though he usually embraced chances to speak it seemed crowds were becoming a bit of a fear for him. He really had nothing to say really anyway, had it been a lore night or something he may have had a tale to share. Maybe then he might face his fear and stand up. Instead he just looked about noticing especially Fianna, upon his gazes discovery he padded over and rubbed and nuzzled her foreleg.
    * Ophaelos The brute would swivel his ear at the notion of bringing forth the last snippets of the meeting. His eyes would meet with Kova, soon following her gaze toward the newer wolf Raine. Had Ophaelos met this fae wolf yet? Perhaps he had but occupied himself too much lately to give much thought to the newer wolves running amok in the territory. He would allow her time to speak should she want to, however, Ophaelos had news of his own to share, and with the more active members of the pack floating around this meeting, it would be best to share the news with everyone. He would have preferred consulting Kova on this news in particular one-on-one, but time had escaped him, and sharing it with everyone was the smarter option left available.
    * Raine She would perk her ear to a wolf she hadn’t met, and when the brute said something about events, she would swish her tail. As Kova spoke, she would keep quiet and prick her ears once more. When she said something about coming up to speak, she thought about it for a brief moment, but she didnt have any desires to speak, so she stayed in her spot for now.

    * Rook  would move to sit back once more and watch as the rest of the pack meeting went on. He wondered if the new wolf would ask to pledge or, as with a few others, wait and watch a month or two more. His thoughts also dwelled on when to next have a Lore Night, and to that he’d speak on “Yes, one more thing. We should have a Lore Night. Perhaps in a couple week’s time and then another next month.”


    * Vesper ears would prick at the mention of a Lore Night… she had a tale to offer, should she be allowed… she’d seek her stone, later—surely it was still at the den where Cairdeas had guarded it? She’d have to thank the pup later, for keeping her treasure safe.


    * Kova well aware of Ophaelos’ presence she to was eager to hear what her scout in training might’ve found on his ventures. She turned an ear to the sound of her court’s lore night announcement and she smiled.  “Aye, agreed.” she turned to address the others. “I invite all to share should you desire to. I am sure from now until then, we can find a story to share.” she grinned then looked back to the other gathered and it was here her hues fell to the new fae, Raine once more. She recalled her conversation of invitation to want to find a home, but, she’d leave the moment to her to request if she desired. For now, her hues fell to Ophaelos and perhaps as if reading his mind she’d chuff to him. “Scout in training… come forward and share your report.”


    * Fianna  wouldn’t have missed the new fae in their midst either. She hadn’t spoken to her – had anyone? Did the Alphess? Fianna would look between them all for a moment, her ears flicking back only briefly. She seemed.. At ease, something that didn’t usually happen unless a wolf had been greeted. When Ophaelos was called forward, Fianna would perk and look to him. A report? What had been found? It had been a while since their pack had a dedicated scout, and Fianna had not been able to satisfactorily scout it herself either. She would mull on a lore night and what might be shared eagerly as she waited for the report.

    * Ophaelos “I concur,” Ophaelos would say quietly. A lore night was much needed, just as these autumn events lined up were. How long had it been since the last lore night? Several months, he would reckon. When that would be all that Rook would offer, and Raine would seemingly pass up the opportunity to pledge herself to the pack, Ophaelos would begin his own boon of news once Kova called him forth. Dipping his head at the alpha fae, he would pause a respectful distance away from the stone before turning to meet everyone’s gaze, his tone solemn once he began his oration. “Much has happened to the territory in such a short time, I am unsure where to begin,” he would say. “To the south of this clearing, beyond the forest, lies a ravine that has seemingly ruptured from the earth’s surface. A large river courses through this new canyon, and so far, all seems safe within. The currents are strong, but surely a great spot for fishing,” he’d muse. “Through this canyon will bring one the sights of new rivers and much for the gander. The beloved scouting trails in this area, namely the trails that winded closer to the lake, are no longer present. New trails must still be scouted and forged, so be mindful when traveling, for getting lost may happen. I have left scent markers along the canyon and the land as it widened for everyone to use to help orient themselves in spots that seemed best for the new trails,” he says. His eyes would turn to Fianna when he offered his next news. “I found the recent tracks left behind by a pair of foxes by the lake during my travels. I am unsure where they are off to now, but it may be worth investigating later. The lake itself is also wider and larger, perhaps to accommodate the plethora of new rivers feeding from its source.” Ophaelos would continue once his report to Fianna had concluded, but would give those in the meeting time to simmer on the news brought forth so far. He had more to share. (OOC: Will post a follow-up message to this to prevent eye strain from too much text!) *ೃ༄

    * Raine But as she thought more about it, she too would think about how she asked for a home, and she would slightly change her mind, but it seemed like someone else was talking, so she didn’t want to disrupt the conversation, and she’d wait for another chance to step up and speak. If there would be.

    * Kova as Ophaelos would approach she dipped her head to him before perking her ears with great intent on hearing what he had to say. She hadn’t had the chance to connect with him for the scouting report and upon the unveiling of it all she sighed with contentment. Her tail swished, swung and a glance looked in Fianna’s direction then to Rook’s. A moment more then she’d be looking back to Ophaelos. “A fine and detailed report, Ophaelos, thank you! Do take care each of you, for I myself am re-learning as well. Speaking of new areas, while you where in the south west, I found a new flowing river to the east. It’s much larger than before and now falls from a terrace as well into the hunting grounds.” She turned a moment to the others then to Ophaelos she looked. “As part of your continued task in observation, I give you the opportunity to carve out a new scouting trail, so do so as you wish..”

    * Cairdeas did in fact seat himself next to Fianna. He was being very silent and a lot better than at his first meeting. This one seemed different than the other but in similar fashion. He was just taking stuff in but boy did he have a lot of questions building in his pup dome. There was so much to take in and how would he remember it all to ask? A little pup’s overwhelm but still in spite of curiosity he remained silent.
    * Rook and Kova had seen the canyon, and he had spent some time in the west-east flowing river to the south, but this continuing report made whole the observations he had not yet made. He’d remain a quiet and attentive listener.
    * Fianna would listen closely to the observations Ophaelos had made and when he mentioned the foxes she would feel her eyes narrow some. A nod would be offered to show the scout in training she had made note of the offense and would keep herself on guard, perhaps looking into it further, with pups to worry about. For now, she would continue to listen.

    * Ophaelos would nod to Kova’s notion. He had the say, it would seem? Oh, the possibilities… he’d try and prevent his mind from wandering as to stay on topic, and so he would continue. “After visiting the lake, I made the journey into the north where the scout trail seemed to still adhere to. My next stop was at the Fountain of Passing, and there is much to share there as well,” he informs. “Three new rivers pour from the Fountain of Passing, feeding into the main river that runs from the Great Crossing. If one follows these three brooks, they will be brought to something quite beautiful. A new spring, full of warm water, has formed a secluded oasis in the north. Steam rises from these calderas, a perfectly warm temperature for a wolf to bask in without injury or discomfort. The water is salty, however, so I do not recommend drinking it, for I am unsure if ingesting it is safe… but the area itself is beautiful and serene, almost ethereal. For those capable of making the journey up there, I highly recommend paying a visit to see it for yourselves. If any of you have visited the Hidden Falls, it is much like that—except even more magnificent, if you could imagine such a thing,” he says, offering a smile as he reimagines the oasis in his mind.

    “Speaking of the Hidden Falls…” Ophaelos would resume. “There have been changes there as well. The cascades themselves are much the same, perhaps roaring with a little more vigor, but nothing too out of the ordinary for the untrained eye. However, within the walls of the Hidden Falls is a large crevice within the stony outcrop. There is a cave there, and so far, the cavern remains unoccupied and safe, and beautiful… I would not be surprised if a bear makes a home out of such a cave, for it is spacious, and has a natural spring within it as well—frequent visits to this cave should deter such a thing, however. The water pouring from within the cave is crystal clear, and so far, the changes in the territory offer no malevolence and present no danger for travelers,” he concludes. “There is still much more to see, and I plan to make another leg around the territory to have another thorough investigation of it all and begin carving the new scout trails, but the things I have seen so far are beautiful and almost unimaginable. I hope you all get to see the changes in all their glory, and soon,” he says.
    *Kova she gruuued and listened intently to Ophaelos continued report. She perked up at the sound of warm waters? Springs?? She eagerly turned to gaze upon the others a moment, then back to Ophaelos and the continuation of his story until the end of it’s report.  Oh, how wonderous! New places to explore and get familiar with it seemed. “Well done, Ophaelos” she said with quiet the prideful voice. “I look forward to exploring these areas and hearing of other places you’ve uncovered. Let me know when the scouting trail is finished and you and I will go along it together.”  She dipped nose then turned once more to the rest. “Does any other have something they wish to share before I conclude tonight’s meeting? “
    * Raine As Kova mentioned another chance to speak, she would slowly step up, she had something to say. Her tail would swish slowly.
    * Fianna would feel her eyes widen and her heartbeat rise as she listened to the explanations of Ophaelos’s findings. She knew the fountain of passing, and was intrigued to hear of these calderas, these warm pools of water!? It hearkened back to the far northern trail and the hot pools they’d found there. She would have to go see these new places herself when she could pull herself away from the clearing. Ophaelos was doing well to so acquaint himself with the workings of their territory.
    * Vesper  had listened eagerly to the news of the rivers and hidden rivulets, of caverns and crevices and crystal-clear waters. Had the song, the trembling earth… had she and Leora helped to cause this that fateful day? She’d not speak, but her gaze would hold a puplike wonder, her tail waving gently behind her.
    * Kova her hues fell to the movement of another and when Raine rose, she would perk her ears. She’d chuff to the fae. “Raine, please share” she offered the fae.
    * Raine  She would then sit down again, and as the alphess allowed her to speak, she’d start: “I was wondering if i could take the first step to join this pack?” She’d say in soft tones, and if the alphess accepted, her tail would swish slowly. For now, she’d await her answer.
    * Rook but the casual and quiet observer, would not know the full extent of the two fae’s parts in the sundering and formation of new terrain. He and Kova had been given a small report though unless memory failed him. As to the continuing presence of Manannán…Rook had not heard the song of the River’s son for sometime, but that did not mean the newly formed rivers had forgotten its tune. They’d sing it in their own rite and own iteration where stone percussed the rhythm and water’s course sang its melody.

    * Kova when the fae would approach and offered her words of pledge she would dip her nose and stand once more.  “I hear your request, Raine, and see you stand before the pack now with it.” she would momentarily gaze to the members then back to the fae. “I hear it, and, I would grant your request. Your journey in joining WolfSpirits begins now by my blessing of naming you a pledge to the pack. This is your time to know your heart and to feel your paws true, and ensure that this is your place and where you desire to be. Use this time to know the others, grow closer to the pack and to the home you wish to call home.”  She dipped her nose and stomped her paw. “I welcome you, Raine, pledge of WolfSpirits.”

    * Vesper As Raine was pledged, Vesper would stamp her paw, tail waving a bit quicker, now. A new pledge, a new season—so much newness and so much to look forward to, indeed!!
    * Raine As she listened to Kova’s words, her heart would beat a bit faster, and she would shine her eyes and swish her tail in gratefulness. There, she would step back to the others, still very happy that she was pledged!
    * Calder he remained beside Fianna and listened intently to the meeting’s progression , news, bit of lore, and now the progression for Raine. He would perk his ears and turn to the fae – one he hadn’t really spoken to, but, was glad to see a new face and a new pledge. He stomped his paw, happy and welcoming to the new fae.

    * Cairdeas was being lulled back to sleep by all the excitement and talking. It was much like a hypnotizing lullaby though some may have been important. He merely seemed to lay there next to Fianna, Calder and Rook if all were still there and welcomed his shadow worlds embrace.

    * Ophaelos would have reclaimed his previous seat in the grass once his report was done, his eyes turning toward Raine when she approached the stone. Had she finally garnered enough confidence to pledge? The snow wolf would watch her carefully before offering a firm stomp on the ground in celebration of their newest pledge and, hopefully, a new member. The pack thins in ranks lately, and with that, thins in helping paws when it comes to food and scouting. Even Ophaelos had begun to be scarce lately, something he would be adamant about correcting soon. Perhaps the autumn tournaments would give him such an opportunity, but thou shall see once those events come to fruition.

    * Rook The newcomer would approach and ask as many had before her. The answer would be the same, but a shared preface to another story did not mean the ensuing tale would be the same. On the contrary, this one’s tale might be quite different. When the question was asked and answered, he too would stamp his paw to the earth below in recognition of a newly named pledge.

    * Fianna Lead guardian as she was Fianna would watch Rain closely as she made her request, weighing the fae’s demeanor and tones if not more so than the words spoken. She would seek to meet the fae herself in the coming days, to greet her and know her better. It was good to see the pack growing, but always a small part of Fianna would remain reserved with newcomers, the depths of her affections and trust held until full measure was earned. For now, she would feel her tail sway with eagerness for the fae’s new journey.


    * Kova she moved her hues to the sky a moment if only to gauge the moon’s position or the stars before looking to the others. Aware of the time and the hours passing, she turned once more to the rest. She shifted her silvery hued gaze to her court a moment. A long, lingering gaze perhaps would befall his figure before she looked back to the others. “Thank you to each of you for attending and heeding this call and gathering. I will happily conclude tonights meeting.” she stomped her paw softly. “Rest well, for soon I shall call a hunt.”


    Pack Meeting – #216

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    Meeting Notes

    August 3rd, 2023


    • Ophaelos advances to Scout In Training
    • Vesper advances to Assessment
      • Calder is her mentor
    • Ada becomes pledge
    • Grimolf advances to Assessment
      • Rook is his mentor



    Number Of Wolves Present


      +Fern +Rowan +MysticRain +Vesper +Grimolf

      Cairdeas, Ceol, Maeve, Ada, Leora

      Pack Meeting Begins

      * Kova the distance to the stone was closed in short order, and once upon it’s base she would rise up and stand at it’s end. There, she would howl for a pack meeting and gathering. :howlingwolf: AWooooooo!

      *Rowan The Scouting Trail, and into the woods. She would be unknowingly heading towards Rune’s cache. She was briskly trotting along, eager to speak with other wolves. She had been alone with her thoughts for too long, and she was heading specifically for the clearing due to it being a popular place amongst the pack.

      *Saskia A dark head rises from the brush as the Guardian’s auds register a howl within the clearing. She’s hidden in foliage at the moment but the sound of Kova would draw her from her slumber, paws carrying her quickly South and towards the clearing.

      *Vesper gaze would follow the Alphess and others as they passed, her ears and tail pricking as the howl was raised–a howl familiar, a howl of meeting! She’d rise, looking back to Cairdeas and Panther as she rounded the stone, seating herself not too close, not too far–she’d be able to see and hear all that went on, with hopefully no need to corral rowdy pups! Surely, the shorter ones would take the front-row seats–Vesper preferred not craning her neck up to see, anyways 😛


      * Ophaelos  had been resting in the southern tree line after greeting the newcomer, who had made herself scarce, and seemingly far too soon, for a distinct howl would rouse the wolf to lift his head from his paws. Having been here many new moons, the snow wolf had memorized the call for a meeting well enough to know that was it. The brute wouldn’t be too far away from alpha rock when he had begun to approach, likely taking a seat by himself at the southwest of the rock. If one wished to make themselves comfortable beside him, he wouldn’t complain, but would simply focus his eyes upon Kova until otherwise. *ೃ༄

      * Fianna Time would seem to slow as Ceol made his way firmly down the log, better this time that the last. And yet still, the going was tough! Fianna would move closer as he fell a second time and her tail would sway. “You will get it in no time, with a bit more practice.” When the howl rose up and Ceol followed suit she’d feel her fondness rise and she’d nuzzle him. “I am glad to hear your music, little one. Let us go! It seems Kova has called a meeting.” She would nuzzle Leora too as they moved that way, bumping shoulder to shoulder. “Thanks for all your aid in the course sis. The pups love it.”
      *Cairdeas was still with Panther and Vesper a tail wave evident. Panther’s praise was not lost to him which made the pup appreciatively offer a few nuzzles. He liked the fact he saw so many adults exchanging scents, he wanted in on that, plus his dome loved a good grooming, scratching or nuzzling so that just sweetened the deal. At least till a song nearby captured his attention, “What that for?” He asked tilting his dome. He knew of the meeting today but did not know it was going on now. This would be Stick’s first witnessed meeting.
      *Klara ༻❁ Youch! What was all of that racket about, anyways?? The dandelion pup would leap from her sleep, having made herself comfortable right beneath the alpha stone to sleep off her food coma delivered by Anna yesterday evening. With furrowed brows, she would tilt her head up at the stone to get a good look at whoever’s noggin’ she was gonna chew on… actually, now that she’s reallyyyy lookin’ around… why are there so many wolves here?? ❁༺
      *Ada was angered by Grimolf’s insensitivity and stared at him in utter disbelief. But before she could dignify any of his statements with a response, she heard a loud howl and decided to follow it. What was going on? She padded on through the clearing to reach the source of the howl and settle down. Was this a meeting? Her very first meeting! She could only hope so. She knew at least that she would be welcome. Perhaps she had found her real home at last—right here among these wolves in their pack known as WolfSpirits.
      * Rook The Lore Master would follow in the shadow of his court until he found an open spot to the right of the alpha’s stone. Should any be near this spot, he’d give them a quiet dip of his nose and ensure that his left flank was open for a certain, toxic plant gifter.
      *Grimolf A scoff replied to Ada’s departure watching the Fae walk away from him . ( “ I guess some wolves can’t handle brutal honesty ? “ ) It wasn’t his fault that the brute has never met any Fae’s without packs maybe these wolves needed more consideration ! Grimolf shook his head annoyed by Ada’s behaviour, he dismissed it following the sound of Kova’s howl . It had been a hot minute since their last meeting, he wondered who’d show up today .
      * Ceol Ceol was definitely intrigued by the howl and the thought of a meeting.. but he wanted to try again! “Can we stayyy?” The pup would whine, though still following his mother out as he already knew his grumbling would probably not work that well. “Can’t Kova just have the meeting here instead so I can play more?” Maybe a compromise would do better?

      * Saskia As the she moved along the trees, she’d perk her ears and pause as she caught the sound of another howl. However, this was one quite smaller and less urgent. It sounded like a pup. Saskia gently chuckled and continued until she finally broke into the clearing, her gait slowing significantly.

      Her amber gaze shifts towards the Alpha’s stone where she’d see the silver Alphess atop, watching the wolves of the pack gather round. She huffs, continuing forth until she reaches the bottom of the rock. Her gaze softens as they come in contact with Panther’s dark frame and the Guardian moves to find his side. “My hunter-” She nosed his cheek and murmured. She’d also take note of Vesper’s frame nearby but not Ophaelos’s – not yet. “I smell more new scents, tell me they are friendly?” She ponders, amber gaze searching his green.
      If Kova began talking before she could find an answer, she would remain quiet. For a moment, her hues wander the gathered group, resting upon the stone-hued Storyteller to the right of the stone. She politely dips her crown towards him, one of respect and friendship.


      Fianna would be quick with light steps back through the remaining trees and then the river’s course where she picked a shallow spot to wade. She would nose Ceol along if he flagged at all while turning an ear to his whining. “You’ll have to bug your uncle Rook to take you back to the clearing another time, or perhaps our great hunter Panther, he’s fun.” She would offer in light tones. “For now the Alphess has called we must always heed her call.” She would put emphasis on the word as they made it across the stream and she would look beyond to see all the gathered wolves! She would chuff to the pups as they headed closer, hoping to gather them all near the back so they’d not be too loud.
      *Panther He looked down at Cairdeas, the call for a meeting wasn’t lost to him, in fact it pulled his attention away for just a moment. He looked up towards the stone, Kova standing where she usually does. “That call was for a meeting, c’mon.” Like Vesper he would find a spot in the middle, being able to see and hear just fine without craving his neck up. His steps weren’t hurried, and instead he would slow his approach for the pup to follow him. If he spotted his mate, he would offer a dip of his head, allowing her to take a seat next to him or someplace else of her choosing. It seems she was heading in his direction though, and so he would settle on his haunches and await her approach. “My guardian.” He greeted, nosing her shoulder. “I have not met the newest scents yet, only recently have I spoke with the brute named Redwing.” He offered in quiet tones before focusing back on the meeting. An ear swiveled towards her, and his gaze shifting towards Stick a moment before falling to Kova again.
      * Leora she would have heard the howl from Kova, and quickly turned to trot after her sister and Ceol. She would wave her tail happily towards them before she would make to join the group.
      *Redwing It took some time, but he got rid of the evidence well enough that even Tony gave a shake or two in appreciation; that bush… He’d make his way back out of the southern treeline in time to watch a crowd gather by the stone, which itself felt like a weird thing to be doing. He wondered if one of the pups would be thrust up to the sky and he be made to sound like an oliphant. What was an oliphant anyway? Either way, it seemed important, so he was sure to make his way to where Rook waited. Would he see those he knew or had met along the way?
      *Grimolf A painfully familiar figure headed towards the Alpha’s stone . Grimolf had missed his last meeting, so he intended to be present to this one . The brute silently begged Fenrir for someone to be there that he got along with because sitting through this meeting alone would be difficult . Grimolf glanced around the wolves that were present or the others that were joining deciding where to sit himself down for this occasion .
      *Rowan Briskly trotting through the woods, she may have missed the howl. If the wind favored her, perhaps she would note all the scents coming from the clearing. Regardless, she would quicken her pace. She attempted to weave in and out of the trees, watching as they zipped past her due to her quickened pace. She would reach the stream that separated her from the clearing, and without much thought she would jump over it, it didn’t seem anyone was near the Caretaker cache, not that she even knew that’s where she was. She would slow her pace, still trotting. Perhaps now she would spot the gathered frames in the distance?
      * Vesper As Grimolf approached, Vesper would chuff quietly to the brute, inviting him to sit next to her—in truth, she wanted to see how he had been fairing since the pheasant hunt in addition to helping him find a place to “fit in,” so to speak.
      * Rook Others would begin to gather around the stone among which were those he had longed to see or talk with. One such wolf would be Saskia, to whom went a quiet dip of his nose. He hadn’t seen Redwing just yet as he was approaching from his blind spot.
      * Ceol Leora’s floofy swaying tail would do well to keep Ceol’s mind occupied while they made their way down towards the Alpha Stone, as he was having a fun time trying to jump and nip up at it a few times until they were there in no time. Little amber eyes would scan the gathering for just a moment before he spotted Stick beside the so-called Panther his mother had just mentioned, not hesitating to seat himself beside the other pup. “Guess what.. I got to go to the Course~” He would whisper-not whisper as every pup does.
      *  Kova she remained upon the top of the stone there to wait for the others to gather. She would offer a gentle sway of her tail before stilling it and as the wolves would seat themselves, she’d begin.  “Thank you to all who have heeded the call. We’ve much to discuss and much to share.” she said in kind, but light tones. “First, I’d like to welcome and invite our member, Ophaelos forward.”

      * Ophaelos

      The brute would watch as the rest of the pack flocked to the stone, lightly dipping his head to each who had found their seats among the pack. Perhaps he saw Klara lounging in the shady part of the stone, attempting to tune out whatever commotion was sounding around her? Nothing he would be surprised about, coming from a young pup. Mayhaps he would smile in jest.
      Ophaelos would be watching and listening keenly, however in truth, he would perk his head up sharply to his name. He hadn’t expected to be called forward to the stone so soon—at all, at least for this meeting. He would heed Kova’s call nonetheless, lifting off his haunches and approaching the stone beneath her before dipping his head at the fae. “Yes, my alphess?” He inquired, tones solemn and posture courteous.

      * Kova

      when Ophaelos would make his way forward, she dipped her head in his direction before offering.
      “Ophaelos, you have been a member to our fold for some moons now and before that, you had learned and gathered strength and knowledge from the pack.” her tones light but confident.
      “The realm of our home has strong guardians to protect the closeness of our borders, but with the recent events, you have proven yourself a strong ally in both sight and sound. Both tracking and seeing to those who would do us harm, or not. I would like to offer to you the role of Scout In Training under my guide. To ensure our borders are secure, and the eyes of our pack extended beyond the here and closeness of our home. Do you accept this training role?”

      *Calder the brute would make a hurried pace towards the direction of the clearing for the howl would be heard from far and wide, at least into the hunting grounds. He would break the eastern woods and there enter into the clearing as silently as he could, to ensure he not break protocol or the respect it deserved. If he saw Fianna near, he’d seat himself near.

      *Leora she would have nosed Ceol softly, happy that he had a chance to try the course a few times. He’d get it, they all would, in time! For now though she would focus on the meeting and find herself moving towards her brothers if they where close. A seat there to be found, surely !


      Well, he fully intended to sit next to his brother and sister, but look at this dude! He looks like he needs a friend, all beat up…were those chicken scratches, he wondered? Anyway, he stopped short of joining those that offered him a spot and promptly sat beside Grimolf to listen to what was to be said.
      Part 2
      Ah, was Ophaelos going to be named? Was this where names came from? Hmmmm, he’d look to Grimolf shortly and wonder whether this poor stogy had earned his name? Oh, certainly with those scars he had. Hen hater…rabid rabbit…something cool.
      * Fianna would nuzzle Calder as he arrived and she would curl herself up next to him, still perking toward the stone and a new trainee to be in rank! She would be glad to hear and would eagerly wait to see if Ophaelos would accept the role, an ear turned to the others around her and she would quietly watch

      * Ophaelos

      .ೃ࿐ Ophaelos had discussed, although not at length, his intentions on figuring out the lay of the ranks among the pack before stepping forward as a ranked wolf. Even while in training, he would remain so, but learn all the same. A scout… a role he had been curious about for a long time, in truth, the rank he yearned to explore the most but alas, Sanek had escaped his nose too many times for him to question his ear off about it. Perhaps now, he would have this opportunity; and it is now that he would sink his teeth into it before it managed to escape him.
      Part 2
      He would have plenty of time to learn the ways of a ranked wolf during this training period. Likewise, he would have the opportunity to know whether or not it was suited to him. With Sanek more or less missing, he would wonder if a wolf of another rank would mentor him, as he recalled Saskia mentoring under Fianna… nonetheless, his head would nod, and he would stamp his paw at the she-wolf. “Becoming your Scout-in-training is a high honor that I will certainly accept, Kova,” he tells her. Would his heart be racing? Of course, but his outward disposition was stoic enough to last him through this spotlight! *ೃ༄


      A / slow / head turned towards the wolf that decided to join him and Vesper . Grimolf shot that plain gaze towards this newcomer wondering why of all the places, they chose to sit next to HIM !
      Part 2
      Their gazes briefly met with Grimolf pondering if he should introduce himself to this cheeky brute . Instead, he just sat there staring at him waiting to see who would break this silence .


      when Ophaelos offered his tone of heart and the willingness to see to the training of a role that was vital to ensuring their borders where safe, she dipped her head ever so lightly. She turned a moment to look at the members of the pack then back to Ophaelos.
      Part 2
      “As a training wolf to the role of scout, I will guide you and share with you the wisdom and the ways such a role and what it means.” her tail ushered a light wave. Perhaps her hues had glanced for Sanek’s presence, but not finding him among the gathered, she returned her hues to Ophaelos.
      Part 3
      “As Ophaelos has accepted the role of Scout In Training, let him be known throughout the pack as so.” she would stomp her paw onto the stone and smile to Ophaelos, dipping her head allowing him to return back to the others.
      *Klara ༻❁ Blahblahblah, scout, blabhbalhbalha, honor… the fae pup was simply too rotund with a potbelly from overeating to be listening to everyyy word that came outta their mouths. Maybe once she saw her brother in the crowd, she would quietly crawl away from the stone to arrive at his side to appear as though she had been listening… 🎶 don’t be suspicious, don’t be suspicious! 🎶 ❁༺
      *Saskia Saskia nodded, the name of the brute being connected with his presence as she watched him move towards Rook. She felt a shudder slink through her spine from the ground beneath her – a chill. Why? She narrowed her gaze for a split second before tearing it from Redwing’s pelt. Scooting closer to Panther, she returned to attention towards Kova as she called forth Ophaelos. Scout IT? Saskia beat her tail behind her gently. She was happy that the white wolf was being considered for such an important role. She looked around for Sanek, the only wolf with the proper title of such a rank. He was nowhere to be seen. Turning back towards Kova, she gruued lightly in acknowledgment of Ophaelos’s new journey. She was proud of him.


      Vesper would remain silent, tail waving as Redwing joined her and Grimolf (hoping they wouldn’t speak over the Alphess) and stamp her paw in celebration of Ophaelos’ accolade and path before him—the path he’d find for those who followed, given the title of Scout, she thought to herself.
      *Ceol “Mhm, I think they played a trick on me and made the log extra slippery, you know?” He stated before his ears would perk up when the congratulating stomp off began. What was happening again?- Oh yeah, a meeting! Did Ophaelos win something? Good for him! Ceol would add his own stomp in, followed by a yip!
      * Rook Rook would watch Ophaelos approach the stone when summoned. What was he to feel other than relief and joy to see a much needed rank be filled by a capable wolf? That relief folded into the firm few paw stamps he placed to the ground beneath him at Ophaelos’ acceptance of the task to become a Scout of Wolfspirits
      *Fianna would stamp a happy paw to Ophaelos’ words and his next step, for their pack sorely had need of a full time scout. She would eagerly watch his training progress as well. When Saskia gruued, perhaps not far off Fianna’s ear flicked and she caught sight of her spirit daughter, tail swaying to see the fae and glad to see her happy beside her own mate.
      *Leora when Ophaelos would be named a training scout, she gruuuued and stomped her own paw for him! She would make a note to see to him afterward for congratulations. She did wonder where Sanek had been?
      *Redwing Oh! Was this a staring contest? He wasn’t all that great at that, but he certainly didn’t mind the silence. Besides, this looked like a formal-wear shindig that he wouldn’t willfully spoil. He was just about to lose the staring contest when a bunch of paw stamps escaped a few wolves around him. Oh! How’d they know what his father did? Wait, did all the wolves do this now? Well, he wasn’t going to be left out so he’d stamp-stamp stamp stamp-stamp…stamp stamp to add a little bit of rhythm to this mix.
      *Ada Ada watched and listened to the interaction between Kova and Ophaelos. She wasn’t sure just what to make of it since she wasn’t a part of the pack yet and didn’t know anybody well thus far. But she felt happy thinking that the male had clearly earned his rank. She wondered what would happen next, how the rest of this meeting would pan out. Who else would be called to the stone? She kept her eyes and ears focused on Kova, allowing her curiosity to take the reins of her mind.


      If Panther noticed Fianna, which was likely, he would offer a smile and dip of his head. Cairdeas was safe with him, and it seemed the brute was fixated upon the meeting ahead of them. Then came along Ceol, a pup he wasn’t as familiar with, that didn’t seem to matter to the young pup however. The meeting hadn’t started just yet, so he wouldn’t scold them about talking. Instead, his gaze would shift from them to Kova as she mentioned Ophaelos. It seemed Ophaelos was being offered a rank, Panther grinned slightly. His gaze shifted, observing the group gathered. His spirit brother? No where to be found. A sigh escaped him, he dipped his head, acknowledging Oph’s newly named rank. His maw was lowered towards Cairdeas, and Ceol. He wouldn’t speak over the alphess, but instead take this opportunity to answer Stick.
      Part 2
      “Scouts in training are wolves training under Scouts, however Sanek has been rather elusive, and so Ophaelos will train under Kova to become a full ranked wolf. Ranked wolves have authority over visitors, pledges, and assessments. Though, they are still lower ranked than the Betas and Alphas.” His voice was low, a whisper, but it would be heard by Cairdeas and Ceol. Perhaps even Saskia if she was listening for his voice. Panther’s gaze would shift to Grimolf, seeing Vesper and Redwing near him. His gaze would linger a moment before falling to the alphess.
      * Ophaelos .ೃ࿐ Ophaelos would dip his head deeply to the fae, mannerisms attempting to convey the highest of solemnity, yet his wagging tail would likely throw a wrench into such an endeavor. When Kova would bid him away from the stone, he would return her smile and find a seat beside Panther, Saskia, and the others, instead of his lonesome. Perhaps he would give them a quiet gruuu to express his happiness! There was much to celebrate, certainly for him, for honor among ranks was important to the snow wolf. When he seats himself, his eyes would subconsciously search the crowd for the aforementioned scout, but alas, his presence eludes them once more. If he were honest with himself, however… mentoring under the alphess was certainly the better option for now, and an even higher honor! Would anyone else be ranking up tonight, too? Perhaps then, his eyes, hopeful, would fan toward the pledges… *ೃ༄


      she would give a brisk swing of her tail and a smile when Ophaelos accepted the role to train as a scout, and she’d allow him the time to with drawl from the stone and back to his place of seating.
      Part 2
      There, she turned once more to the gathered wolves and saw Vesper among them. She would chuff to the fae.
      Part 3
      “Vesper, please come forward.”
      *Grimolf the “ chicken cut “ brute’s stare would be unwavering until the sound stomping paws torn him away from this brute . Out of respect and an excuse not to have to pay attention to this new wolf, he’d stomp his paws briefly sighing loudly . ( “ Why I am getting punished ? “ ) Grimolf again asked himself wondering why higher powers sent these challengers to him . Kova’s loud tone again caught his attention making his orb dart towards Vesper . “ Seems like you’re up, Vesper . Try not to panic . “ He added teasingly feeling the dread of having to be left with this other brute creep in subtly .
      *Rowan Ack, she was late! She realized this as she entered the clearing, still trotting towards the alpha rock. She remained silent, perhaps she had made it just in time to hear Ophaelos be named a Scout in training. If not, she would certainly hear Vesper be called forward. She settled in the back, glancing around for her mentor, not finding her or noticing her tawny frame, she would look towards Kova.


      Part 2
      Vesper would rise to her paws with a nervous tremor to her frame, though she’d do her best to conceal this fact as she padded forward past wolf and pup to stand before the Alpha stone, before the Alphess. She’d bow her head and figure before Kova—she was unsure of what proceedings were usual, but would slowly rise back to her feet, looking up to Kova. Oh yes, she’d try not to panic indeed.
      Part 3
      “Yes, Alphess?” Vesper’s respectful tones weren’t fearful, but certainly a bit of surprise could be noted in her expression—she felt more than a bit of surprise, but was determined not to let it show.
      *Redwing Hearing what Grimolf offered Vesper caused him to lean in and whisper “Panic? So, is this the part where you guys sacrifice someone to ensure the bloodless moon is sated?” his tones were deadly serious, his hues darkly set like the churning of chaos in the dark ichor of a faceless void.
      * Cairdeas Cairdeas was not ignoring Ceol but his attention was on the meeting and Panther more. Though he would say, “Stick want tell mama he thought she was a bit hard to Ceol, but Stick was Scared.” His attention returned to the conversation, wait that wolf he called Alpha, that was not her name? Well this brought more confusion, “Who Alpha?” He was more asking for her name but how would Panther know that? So he might have just pointed her out to him. Quite ironic how things could be lost to assumptions.

      * Kova as the fae would come forward she seemed a little timid, or perhaps questioning the reason behind her call. There would be a lightness to her expression, conveying there was not a need to freight. “Vesper, you have been a pledge of our home and have learned and grown with us. You have done much for the pack, including helping to care for the pups.” she’d smile. “I would like to ask you now, do you still desire WolfSpirits to be your home?”

      *Grimolf Vesper hadn’t even left for an minute and this new brute already was starting to annoy him . “ What ? “ Grimolf said quietly not an ounce of amusement in his tone . His voice was painfully dull and impatient wanting to get this answer from him quickly . ( “ Bloodless moon ? What on earth were they talking about ?! “ )

      * Vesper tawny form would relax at Kova’s expression and words, but her question would stir the butterflies back into the fae’s stomach—these butterflies held the answer, as she still knew, perhaps after these last moons, now more than ever. “I still wish, Alphess,” Vesper replied surely, a soft, small smile taking its place on her own maw. “I do still hope to call this pack my home.”

      *Saskia her mate’s tones were drowned in her own thoughts for a moment before coming back to reality. As Ophaelos joined their flanks, Saskia nosed his shoulder in her own way of showing her happiness for him! “Congrats, O..” She whispered with a warm gaze. Then, Vesper was called forward. Saskia shifted on her paws and listened intently to their conversation. Vesper had truly shown her intent on making this place her home and these wolves her family in many more ways than one. For a brief moment, she caught the scent of her earthen spirit mother, and turned her head to find the gaze of the bear. She waved her tail and perked her ears to show she was excited to see her, perhaps she was engulfed in an array of little ones. Her head turned to meet Grimolf’s and.. Redwing’s frames. Would she find the annoyance upon Grim’s features? If so, she’d leave it for now.

      *Redwing Well, he could tell by the context of the proceedings that preceded part of Grimolf’s response that this was not to be a ritualistic sacrifice. Good, it wouldn’t do for the pups to see such a thing. Now, whether he heard the lack of amusement in this one’s voice or not didn’t matter. Grimolf didn’t look amusing in the same way unbuttered toast didn’t look appetizing, that was the point! Redwing was prescient enough to not respond to Grimolf while the others were talking, but he did look at him a few more times. If he didn’t know about the bloodless moon, which was just the regular moon by the way…that was the low-hanging fruit, then that must make for some dull cloudless nights!

      *Kova she would look to Vesper and offer a swing of her tail to her response. “As an Assessment of Wolfspirits, you will learn and grow even beyond just what you’ve already gained in your heart, in knowing that WolfSpirits is the home you desire. You will be given a mentor.”

      She would pause a moment to gaze to all the wolves present near and around the gathered stone.
      “Your mentor will be Calder” her hues fell to the brute a moment then back to the rest. “He will show you the ways of WolfSpirits, guide you, and will speak for you when the time comes.”
      her paw rose up and stomped the stone. “I am proud to announce you, Vesper, WolfSpirits Assessment.”
      *Panther “The alpha is named Kova, her rank is alpha, some call her Alphess.” He gestured towards her as well, figuring it would help the pup better if he explained. Again, his tones weren’t loud enough to disrupt the meeting, he was only offering insight to the pup. Then, Vesper was called forward and Ophaelos settled near him and his mate. He dipped his head to the snowy brute. He would congratulate him and Vesper as it seemed she was ascending ranks towards Assessment. Panther stomped his paw for her, and he would glance towards Calder, before his gaze shifted back towards the Alphess. He would listen for any questions from Cairdeas as well.

      *Calder he would be seated beside Fianna and the others when he heard his name called. He rose a curious brow. Perhaps not thinking his name would be mentioned to mentor, but, he’d rise and bow his head. He looked to Vesper, giving to her a sturdy nod. “I would be honored to mentor Vesper.” he said in deep tones.

      * Rook Another would approach the stone and another would accept advancement. Rook would stamp his paw to the earth below in congratulations to Vesper and to the choice of mentor. The Son of Ash would be a fine mentor to see Vesper through to membership. Could he see Calder’s reaction to this news? For that matter…could he see his own charges present among the group? In that passing scan of those gathered, he caught sight of Redwing beside Grimolf and sighed.

      *Ophaelos .ೃ࿐ He would glance Vesper’s way when she was called, his eyes turning toward Saskia before he offered her a smile and a quiet, “Thank you…” so as to not interrupt what was about to transpire. His gaze would turn and meet Vesper and Kova once more. Perhaps he had tuned out Redwing and Grimolf, or he simply didn’t hear their banter? Ophaelos would offer a gracious paw stomp, smiling lightly when the fae would be appointed an assessment under Calder—something long overdue and most certainly deserved! Yet another stomp would be pressed into the ground when the dark brute would accept her apprenticeship. *ೃ༄

      *Vesper  heart leapt into her throat and back again at Kova’s words. Assessment! Mentor! Calder! Home… hopefully! Vesper’s tail would wave gently, and she’d bow her head to the Alphess once more. “Thank you, Alphess,” she said, entirely failing to conceal the hopefullness, joy, the surprise in her tones. “I will learn and do all I can to be worthy of this title.”

      *Grimolf If wolves could grit their teeth Grimolf would be doing so ! It took every piece of him not to react to this brute despite his burning anger telling to do otherwise ! The scarred brute turned his head back towards the meeting blinking slowly hoping the other had their fill of amusement for one meeting . He wasn’t in the mood to be dealing with wolves that thought they could jest and play the fool especially during meetings . Grimolf started to notice those who were present starting to look in their direction . Just wonderful, he was getting attention without lifting a paw ! Another sly comment and that was it for them !

      *Fianna would be there, listening quietly as Vesper moved toward advancement, being placed beneath her own mate to be mentored! She would give Calder a brief nuzzle and ear lick and her tail swayed for them both. He’d not mentored another before, other than their pups and she was happy to see him gain this opportunity. He was certainly equal to the task. Fianna would let her gaze travel over those around her, enjoying the pack scattered but close about, spotting Grimolf beside her youngest brother and his frame tense, his expression dark. Fianna would feel her fur prickle some, but she would relax it soon enough, her gaze lingering on Redwing and his own demeanor. A sigh would slip from.her, unbeknownst to her an echo of her brother’s. She would perk back to Vesper and her words!

      *Redwing Mind you, quotations mark dialogue in the standard style of common writing, so when these little doodads were slung together to make words and syntax, they were done so using the inside voice. He’d be thoroughly impressed if that old grandpappy stogy, Oph could hear his thoughts from here, but those new belltones were technological wonders of modern time; maybe there was a mindreader setting? He’d have to get those sweet AARP discounts and soon.  Redwing was not amused in the slightest either. Grim was not amusing, amused, or both? Maybe just buttered side down? Regardless, this one who looked like he had a name already wore scars like words, but he wasn’t one to say just what those meant, so why should he care? Well, he did, but Grim was far too selective in the strangers he opened up to. You know what we do with stubborn cans? We get the can opener!  Mind you, he just infrequently continued to cast dark glances toward Grim as though he was investigating a crime scene.

      * Cairdeas had listened, all he wanted was Kova’s name he already knew her as Alpha, but not Alphess… Interesting… As he made notes he was glad to learn it was still ok to call her such so he had not made a mistake per se, but yet he had, “Kova, I see.” He decided to just make Panther think he did not know any of it. He knew he would feel like an idiot giving someone information they already had. As Vesper was called an assessment Cairdeas stamped his paws and emitted a puppy howl, perhaps a bit late, because learning and stuff.

      * Vesper

      when Vesper would accept the role of Assessment, she smiled and dipped her head. “May your path to home be swift and true.” she said in gentle tones before allowing her to take the place she desired to seat herself. She would then turn her hues towards the direction of the gathered once more and gave a light swing of her tail before pulling it around her. “I wanted to take this moment to thank each of you for all the dilgence you’ve done for the pack and for home. I know these past few months have been a trial to all of us, but we continue to prevail and so does the strength of those of WolfSpirits.” she dipped her head and smiled lightly. “As some of you may know, or not, we ventured northerward to see the end of the wolves who would see our home harmed. Ophaloes, Rowan, Shakira , Rook and myself saw to their demise swiftly but unfortunate events transpired that saw our home pulled ablaze. I am hopeful that the demise of Kaylus will be the end of the darkness that haunted us for sometime. Now… now is a time to grow.”
      *Leora her hues would smile happily towards Vespers advancement. She was happy for the fae! Her ears turned to Kova when she spoke of the Olc and the darkness to the north snuffed out. Oh, how she couldn’t help but feel still responsible for it all. What had happened to her brothers and sister to the east? Beyond the hollow wood? More tales to share and hear but she dipped her head.
      *Grimolf Dark glances that were ignored ! Grimolf was using all of his experience here in the WS’s pack not to lash out . Why was this brute giving him, so much trouble ? Probably just another pup bored out of their mind, and decided to come over to bother him . Although, if he didn’t pay attention to this brute maybe they’d get bored and move onto their next target . Narrowed orbs watched the meeting feeling Redwing’s gaze burning into the corner of his orb . One more bad jest about moons or the sacrifice of pups would make Grimolf act . . .

      *Vesper  would pad away from the Alpha stone on light-padding paws and with an even lighter heart, her eyes scanning for Calder in those gathered—he’d be by Fianna, yes, there he was, indeed—and she’d make her way to the two, hopefully seating herself close to them if there was room. She’d dip her head to both Fianna and Calder, but words could wait until after the meeting—for now, her joy would simply be apparent in her shining gaze.

      * Rook The situation behind him seemed contained enough, so he returned his attention forward. The report of the north did leave out the east, but he was thankful for missing part. All that was needed to be known was that the pack had dispatched with Kaylus and the Olc at their doorstep. To that and to his court’s words, he would stamp his paws.


      *Calder when Vesper would make her way over to himself and Fianna, seating nearby he would dip his head in a mutual greeting to her before his hues fell back to Kova and the words shared. A deep weight would fall to his stomach. The mention of his sisters demise and the packs vanquished from the north, he hoped now the Olc can be put behind them and something new could and will come of it.


      *Ada  was happy to hear about Vesper’s advancement. Vesper, by her measures, seemed like a friendly and kind she-wolf who deserved to be here. Then she listened as Kova made a long speech. What was going on now? She was as curious as ever, like she was a little pup begging her parents for a story all over again. That was a sad thought, in hindsight. What would happen now? She maintained her focus on the Alpha far ahead of her.


      *Redwing didn’t know that questions were trouble. He also didn’t know that Vesper was a pup or that he, for that matter was a pup. He was as old as Leora, but contextural clues from inner monologue…ah, ah, ah I caught you takin’ a peek, were likely enough to give an unsuitable impression. No, Redwing chose to be a sweet and spicy dichotomy, or, at the very least, a blazingly clear mirror. Peek a boo!  Redwing had likely would have had enough of Grimolf if Grimolf would’ve…oh, almost gave the secret away. Nope! Instead, Redwing just stamped his paws again to the news of whoever it was dying in the north. Good, they likely deserved it!

      *Fianna Fianna would stamp a paw for Vesper’s new status and when the fae moved to sit by them she would reach to nose her briefly in greeting and congratulations, her eyes happy for the fae. She wouldn’t speak for now however as she listened to Kova words, offering a long slow nod to them. She was grateful more than words could say for those who had risked life to see the north less threatening and ominous. Was it safe now? Now that the Olc were gone (or were they…) who would hold dominion over it? Fianna would muse to these thoughts, wondering if their own pack held enough sway out that far. She would shrug off these thoughts for now and reach to nuze Calder. Looking to him for his reaction of his sisters death. She knew they had not been on good terms..

      * Kova she would make note of each wolf’s notions and their responses in kind. A strong dip of her head was given again before she would turn once more to the gathered. Her eyes scanned the wolves and those present before offering. “Should any desire to come forward and speak, I open the earth for you to step forward and let your voice be heard.” Ada was a new wolf among the group, and she had only recently just met the fae.

      *Grimolf Questions weren’t trouble depending on the situation or circumstance . This being one of the circumstances where questions could be seen as trouble . Grimolf’s body language was tease with his fur starting to stand on end from Redwing’s very presence . The scarred brute again brought his paws down to stomp in celebration of the news noticing the brute beside him doing the same . When was Vesper going to come back ? Surely, she’d see that this brute was doing this on purpose to get a raise put him !
      * Ada  got up and stepped forward to where everyone could see her. She approached the Alpha, keeping a short distance. She dipped her head to be respectful before tilting her head upward again. “May I pledge myself to WolfSpirits? I still desire to join now as I did the day I came upon this land.” She hoped she would be allowed to, though admittedly she was worried she’d be told to sit back down.

      *Kova she would continue to look over the wolves present and those who would remain seated, and those who might approach. Her tail ushered a gentle wave before stilling when Ada would come forward.  Heer hues watched her and to her request she’d respond.   “Ada, welcome.” her nose dipped. “As you have requested to join our fold, I would say to you that your first step to joining us is to become a Pledge. This is the time where you seek for your hearts purpose and ensure that you desire it to belong to WolfSpirits as your home. As this is your current desire, then, I would like to name you Pledge of WolfSpirits.”

      * Calder he would look to Ada, a fae he only briefly met throughout his time here. Her scent lingered but he hadn’t formally talked to the fae. When she requested to join, he smiled. He stomped his paw lightly for the new pledge of their home.

      *Fianna Fianna’s tail would sway to Ada’s first step in joining their pack! She would be eager to see how her paths would draw her on.
      *Cairdeas was a bit confused to what Kova meant as she talked about Pledge, “Why seek hearts purpose? What that mean?” He looked back at Panther hoping he might enlighten him. Though in this case experience might be a better teacher than words
      *Vesper So Ada would pledge!! Vesper’s paw would stamp in celebration for her first step—she hoped that the new fae would gain confidence along with the title, as it was something the fae surely needed, judging from past interactions. Still, Vesper was happy, and her tail waved joyfully at the meeting night’s air.

      * Redwing

      Raises, in this economy, were just a none starter. He’d not be giving nor getting a raise this year! Again, he’d not say anything and hadn’t said anything for quite a while now. Sure, he had been giving Grim dark inquisitive glances, but was that something this scarred brute really bristled at? He couldn’t handle the investigative glances of one curious to all the words written on his frame? Oh, don’t let Redwing know…he might enjoy these otherwise droning social events if nothing more than to bring Grimolf great joy…wait, no, not joy. It was to give Grimolf great torment!  As it was, Redwing listened to the exchange between Ada and Kova quite intently now. So, one pledges themselves to the pack. He wondered what the exchange rate was on this pledging deal…

      * Ada  couldn’t believe what she’d just heard. She’d done it, she’d really done it. She had taken the first step to joining this pack. She was a pledge now, this was the beginning of a wonderful journey she’d undertake. She wasn’t an outsider anymore. She was starting to belong here. Ada couldn’t wait to see what else would happen as she continued forward during her time here. One thing was for sure, she intended to stay. When she had said she wanted a real home, she meant it. This was going to be her home, so long as all went well. She realized that in all the excitement, she had forgotten to respond. “Thank you! Oh, thank you!” Then she stepped away and settled back down where she was seated before, in absolute awe and disbelief that she really was on a brighter path now, her life’s course on a better trajectory than it had ever known before. Her world was only just beginning to change, and she was already in love with that

      * Kova she would grin and stomp her paw once more. Would she hear Cairdeas speaking throughout the meeting? Questions of course abound for a pup, but a chance to perhaps learn that one will also listen in quiet patience for those things to be shared later. When Ada would be announced a pledge, her hues fell to Grim. “Grim.. please come forward” she would call to the brute.

      * Kova she would grin and stomp her paw once more. Would she hear Cairdeas speaking throughout the meeting? Questions of course abound for a pup, but a chance to perhaps learn that one will also listen in quiet patience for those things to be shared later. When Ada would be announced a pledge, her hues fell to Grim. “Grim.. please come forward” she would call to the brute.

      *Rook The first step was often the hardest, especially if taken backwards. Ada had done what she could to pledge herself to the pack, which was an important first step. As such, when she was named and accepted as a pledge, he would once more stamp his paw to the ground. Curious now, he’d turn to look to Grimolf and then to Kova. The Lore Master hadn’t much of any tale of this wolf other than ill reports. He, in fact, watched initially as Grim turned away from pledging only to turn about the next meeting. Back and forth…that was the motion he sensed in this torn wolf. Was Kova going to end that here and now, he wondered, or would this wolf be set upon a narrower path where backsliding was met with harsher penalties?

      * Grimolf

      It wasn’t that he couldn’t handle it or that one lone brute was enough to bring him such frustrations . Grimolf wasn’t in the mood to be dealing with one or hundreds of these Redwing’s that threatened to send him over the edge . Redwing had managed to annoy him, but that would be instantly be shot down by Kova’s voice . Grimolf felt his heart stop hearing his name being called forward . Now, everything had changed from petty inconveniences to the real deal . Kova hadn’t called upon the brute ever and now the brooder was put into the spotlight . This could be his moment or something much worse . Grimolf stood up approaching the stone stopping in front of Kova facing up towards the Alphess .
      * Fianna a new pledge and a good start for her, too. Fianna would stamp as the fae was so named and then her ears would shoot up as Grimolf was called forth? Curiosity to what may be to come next would lift within her. He would face the music one way or another, and find his path.. Or not. Fianna would wait and watch, noting to see Ceol had fallen asleep, and Klara too perhaps. But Cairdeas seemed as alert as ever. As she kept hearing his questions piping up she would perhaps try to pin him with a quieting glance though she was not right next to him for now.

      * Kova when the brute would come forward below the stone, she would look to him with serious hues. Her tones would match her expression which would be light, but toned. Her eyes perhaps searching Grim’s more closely than others. “Grim, you have been a pledge to our home for the duration in which it would take to seek a home. I would ask you now, Grim, as your time as a pledge, do you still desire to call WolfSpirits home?”

      *Panther listened, nodding to Cairdeas. His gaze trained on Kova as she continued, she didn’t call anyone up this time. Instead, she spoke on the North. That topic had bugged him ever since the fire’s, but now having learned a few ‘Teller wolves had been in the territory, that bugged him too. He reminded himself to ask Fianna about it, if she wanted to share. The darkness in the North seemed snuffed out, and so he would allow a sway of his tail to show before it stilled. Then, Ada, a wolf unknown to him was named Pledge. He looked to Stick, smiling a bit, he nosed him. “A heart has its purpose, my hearts purpose was to pledge myself to WolfSpirits and become the rank of Hunter. Just like my heart had pledged itself to Saskia, to be her other half.” He paused, “One day, your hearts purpose will make itself known.” He added, and his green orbs settled on Kova as she called Grimolf forward. Then, he waited, is Grim going to be named an assessment?


      *Redwing Didn’t yet have old stogy’s mind-reading belltones, so only had the physical cues to go off of, which indicated that Grim was about as serious as heart disease. Redwing likely lacked the patience to know why Grimolf was the way he was. Anyone who didn’t like questions or took themselves too seriously, kinda like his brother, were wolves that had far too easy weaknesses to exploit. Loss of control was a weakness his dark hues saw in Grimolf, but he’d not push him farther. When the brute went up to be named, he’d steal away to go and sit by Leora. She was better at living life!

      * Saskia

      Saskia had lost her focus to some scurrying within the tree line but had now returned her attention to the here and now. Her amber gaze would find the new female as she moved in to pledge herself to the pack. It was a wolf she’d not greeted yet and they were already pledging to the pack?! Of course, it was her own fault for her own absence but one could still be shocked. She watched Ada with curious hues, and as she found a spot back within the crowd, Saskia’s gaze returned to Kova. Grimolf’s name was one not often heard and especially wasn’t expected tonight. Her tail stills behind her and she tilts her head as Grim approaches and in her left ear she finds the words of her mate as he speaks to the smaller pup. An almost momentous sway of her tail goes out to his lovey-dovey words but her gaze is steady on the broody brute.


      Any previous expressions or demeanours caused by his own actions or outside parties were put to rest . Grimolf’s own orbs met Kova’s ; a burning look igniting in his yellow coloured hues ablaze . Judging by the question maybe one of his worse fears were snuffed out, but another hidden challenge revealed itself to him . Was he really ready to abandon his former life and commit himself to another pack, fully ?  “ I do . “ A simple and short answer was given to the Alphaess . Grimolf had made up his mind accepting whatever outcome was to brought before the brute . WS’s had been good to him even when he had done them wrong . . . that was rare for any pack and Grimolf wouldn’t forget that . This was his honest response and one he’d stick to whatever the reply .

      * Kova she would look to Grim and await his response with curious but close eyes. When he offered the tones of a heart wanting to continue on a path to home, she would nod. “As an Assessment of WolfSpirits, you will follow the path of not just your heart, but the ways of the pack. You will learn and grow alongside those you desire to call family.” She would wait a moment more before she’d continue. “You will learn the ways of the pack from a mentor.” she looked to the gathered wolves, in particular, the members of the pack. “Your mentor will be our Lore Master, Rook.” her hues fell to her court a moment before turning to Grim. Perhaps gauging his reaction to the mentor chosen. “Are you willing to uphold the rules, learn the rules and ways of our pack and accept your mentors guidance?”

      *Leora when her brother, Redwing, came closer to her she gruuued softly, nuzzling him in a greeting before her hues fell back to Grimolf. She watched carefully and some how she felt the tensions from the others? She waited for his response to Kova’s words and now, mentor.
      *Ophaelos would have watched Ada pledge herself soon thereafter, offering a stomp, and his tail would flick and then still as he muses to himself. He hadn’t the chance to formally greet the fae, but knew her name and was around her while Fianna carried out the civilities. Perhaps he shall greet her soon after the meeting ends if she still lingers. Now that he was named Scout IT, it would serve in his best interest.  Careful eyes would fall toward Grimolf now when he was called to the stone. Here, his gaze would become a little sharper than before—not with ire but with perception. The brute had been here for quite some time. Ophaelos was a fresh pledge when he first made his way into the packlands, brewing up trouble with an over-ripe attitude. Some may say that nothing had changed, but it was clear that it had, albeit slowly. He was still here, after all. Should Grimolf have remained the same brute he was when he first arrived, his hide would be decorating a den by now or narrowly attached to his frame, dozens of miles away from the territory. So now, the snow wolf simply observed the brute from afar. Kova deemed him worthy enough to stand under the Lore Master, so Ophaelos would look on with the same sentiment. Would tonight be the night that the brute finally restores his standing in the pack?
      *Calder he would watch the proceedings and smile to Ada when she was named a pledge, but his hues now fell to Grim. His stature seemed to draw a little more inward now. He would gauge his reaction very carefully. When Rook was named his mentor, he quietly held his own thoughts.

      * Fianna wwould be glad to hear Grimolf’s simple but effective answer. As she had told him earlier today, time and action would show and tell his heart far better than words or brooding looks. Fianna would look toward Rook as he was named mentor once more. Perhaps this assessment would be more eager to learn? Fianna would hope so.

      * Rook For Rook, words were a trade and a way of life. He bartered them, wove them, and respun them in such a way to preserve what was for those that were. He hadn’t the full tale of what Grim had done or not done…what he said or what he hadn’t said. That, frankly, didn’t matter to Rook. Troubled or not, the standards were the same. If he were tasked to bringing Grim up to those standards, then the challenge was a welcomed one. Those others under his direction were busy seeking out the tales he bade them to find. Whether they would return with those tales or return empty mawed was their choice. Could the same barter be given to Grim? The Lore Master gave no indication or reaction to his naming. One golden and one amber hue simply turned to Grim as though the Gray Raven sat perched atop his nearly lifeless corpse. Would the lad breath, or would he give up the ghost?
      *Redwing Perfect match, he thought. A bunch of overly serious, no fun having brutes that couldn’t see the fun in the viscera…all business. What’s life without dancing in the rain, he thought? He was happy to sit beside Leora and thought better of the choice for the next social function these wolves might invite him to.
      *Rowan In the back of the crowd, all by her lonesome. She had been silently observing, her gaze attempting to pin point each wolf she knew. Vesper, Panther, Saskia.. Grim? Grimolf! Her eyes widened seeing him at the front of the crowd, she looked to Kova having heard the fae call him forward. She took a deep breath, hoping he wasn’t about to be chased away. But, what was this!? Assessment! She would wait a moment, eager to hear his mentor. Her gaze shifted towards Rook, she nodded, looking back to Grimolf. How would he answer?

      *Grimolf Kova’s words rang in his ears not fully letting the brute comprehend his current situation . Formerly a pledge to the WS’s pack and now an official assessment to the pack ! Grimolf had been so worried about his current standing from his behaviour that he completely lost any hope of raising through the ranks during the following moons . The scarred brute stayed silent listening closely to Kova explain his new rank and title occasionally nodding to show that he was fact listening fully. The next sentence definitely caught his attention ! A mentor that was mentioned by one of the pack members moons ago and now it was actually happening !  Then came the name of his mentor : the lore master rook . A careful gaze followed Kova’s staring at the future teacher . “ I’m willing to uphold the rules and learn the ways of the pack , accepting my mentors guidance . “ He repeated , adding his own touch to the vow .  So, mr story teller was going to be his mentor, huh ? This was going to be interesting .

      *Fianna Fianna would perhaps feel fatigue wash over her, but not wanting to slink off mid meeting she would curl beside Calder and cozy up beside him, basking in his scent and strength as she listened to the murmur of voices and paths carried on. She would sleepily but with no less interest, stamp at paw for the new assessment once he was so named.
      * Kova her eyes fell to Rook for a moment more then back to Grim. When the brute would offer the words and affirmation of his desire, she would nod her head firmly but there was still a lightness in her hues. “Then as all who are witness to Grim’s pledge to move forward, his mentor to guide him, I would like to have the privilege of naming you Grim, Assessment of WolfSpirits. May your path be true, your heart truer, to a home you wish to call your own and those who would see you family.” She would stomp the stone beneath her pads and dip her head to Grim. There was a knowing expression therein, one that would convey lightness and truth. Hope.
      *Leora would gently nudge her brother softly as she swushhed her tail beside his own. When Grim was named an assessment, she would gently paw the earth before looking up to Redwing, nosing his shoulder softly with a smile. Oh yes, she was good company indeed! She’d listen and wait to hear of any other doings before the meeting would be named ended.

      * Ophaelos would stomp his paw on the ground when Kova would name him an assessment and a breath would release from his lungs soon after. Things were looking up for the broody wolf, and now that he was under Rook’s guidance, he felt sure enough that his behavior from here on out would be pleasant enough. Becoming an assessment is a testament to this already. Reflecting on previous feelings, the brute would not necessarily feel proud of him for achieving basic decency, but he would most certainly be relieved, and happy on his behalf. He remembered the day he was assigned to Saskia as an assessment and how happy he was, and the snow wolf would simply hope Grimolf felt the same about his new mentor. When things would wrap up with Grimolf and Rook, his eyes would sway across the gathered wolves and return to Kova. Would anyone else be fortunate enough to step up to the stone tonight, or would that be all? Quietly, he would await the alphess’s next words.*ೃ

      * Rook

      The Gray Raven had heard all that was needed; a breath among the carrion. The words themselves were whatever the ear deemed them to be. What was true was the binding that had now been completed. The road hereafter narrows, and the journey through it was perilous. For now, however, a modicum of hope, joy, and all those tailings of associated things may freely be enjoyed. Rook would stamp once more to the completion of this task and Grimolf’s advancement. There, he’d wait and remove the gold and amber gaze from his newest apprentice to see just who else remained among the gathered.

      * Cairdeas had waited for the others to react and stomped both paws, almost jumping forward, but more in place. He may have looked up to Panther seeing if that was alright?

      * Grimolf The broody brute for once couldn’t help, but let himself smile . Not just any smile, but a genuine smile in front of the entire pack . Showing them a more positive side that wasn’t common for the brute reveal . Grimolf had prepared himself to be exiled or torn apart for his recent behaviours, but this he couldn’t of predicted ! Grimolf bowed his head letting the moment / really / sink in for him . This was real and this was happening for him ! The brute had found his purpose — he had found a reason to live again . Although, he was overwhelmed by this joyous occasion ! Grimolf truthfully didn’t know how to properly react only offering that smile . Stepping away from the stone, he’d return to his original seat beside Redwing .

      *Vesper So Grimolf would be named as well! Vesper had taken her first step as pledge, and now the two of them would step forwards, forward to a future, to hope. She’d stamp her paw, a forlorn, sorrowed look filling her eye as she remembered one who had pledged beside her as well, one named Elder, one named Amoux… the sorrow would leave her gaze as quickly as it had arrived, but an aching hope and remembrance would remain.

      *Kova her head dipped when Grim would move from the stone, a freshly named assessment. She to would cast her eyes to the other wolves who where still awake and gathered. There was a moment her hues fell to her court. Her heart gently beating against her chest. Not in nerves, but of a union she felt when she looked to him. Just as the delicate lunar flower would wait for the moon’s gentle embrace of light, they’d wait just a little longer for the hour drew nearer later than anticipated. Much to celebrate and much to share, she would turn once more to the gathered. “Does anyone wish to share or bring anything forward before I conclude this evenings meeting?”


      Redwing would sway idly and bump into Leora somewhat playfully. Man, was this thing dragging on! Back and forth…back and forth like a game of ping pong meets non intuitive AI. When at last Grimolf was given words after his name, Redwing felt a pang of joy! What from was his own secret. What wasn’t secret was that this Redwing was in a different castle! He had moved away and sat by Leora. If Grimolf actually insisted on sitting next to him, then he’d sign them both up for a revised clinical study on the Stockholm syndrone.


      when she felt the nudge to her shoulder in a playful manner, she would lean into Redwings and griiii lightly before she’d offer one back. If Grim did happen to head on over, she would dip her head a moment to watch him carefully, but gave a smile none-the-less. See? The fun corner. She turned to Kova and when she announced an open floor once more before the close, she would think a moment but remain reclined. Her thoughts can be had for an update next meeting!

      * Rook turned his gaze to his court after the brief survey of those still here. Those present seemed keen on celebrating their advancements, and he was not one to dissuade that. He also had nothing to add, having given only the opening thoughts to a Lore Night. He’d find the time to schedule one soon, he thought. Much lore was to be shared.

      *Grimolf a nod was returned to Leora on his way back over to the “ fun corner “ . Internally, Grimolf had been so insistent about this annoying brute leaving him alone or better yet moving away from him, but here we was sitting back down next to him . The dark brute was many things and stubborn was definitely one of them ; this was his spot and he wouldn’t leave it because of some brat .Grimolf would stay a little longer before calling it a night .

      *Ophaelos With nothing left to add, Ophaelos would simply remain quiet for the rest of the meeting. Perhaps for a moment, he would think of Redwing, though his eyes would not find the comical brute. It seemed like he wasn’t in the market for pledging tonight—how curious indeed. Like the wind, the thought would move elsewhere and out of his mind, and his eyes settled upon Kova.

      * Redwing

      Yep, he was signing them up for that clinical study right now. Poor Grim didn’t realize that Redwing had moved and must be blinded by the sweet, sweet positive feedback haywire response to his torturous inner monologues. Very well. More joy could be had! “See? The sacrifice to the bloodless moon has begun and you’ve found some sort of additional words to your name, Grim, assessment of Wolfspirits. Not bad.” The use of the informal variation of his name might be grating, but to be completely consistent…and annoyingly so, Grim was all Redwing had heard this far.

      * Kova

      when it would seem that the world fell silent for the time being, she gave a light smile rising to all fours. Her paw came up and she stomped it upon the stones surface. “Well met and good e’ve all, thank you to each who heeded the call. Until next we gather. Enjoy peace, food, and company. Learn and grow.” she would bow her head before concluding the meeting with another final stomp before she effortlessly lept from the stone’s edge , landing rather sourly on her paws. She would almost trip, forgetting the bruises momentarily but hopefully the finesse she had would save her and she’d trot forward in an effort to catch herself.

      Pack Meeting and Pup Naming Ceremony #215

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      Meeting Notes

      June 5th, 2023

      • Amoux pledges to WolfSpirits
      • Vesper pledges to WolfSpirits
      • Maikoh pledges to WolfSpirits
      • MysticRain becomes Assessment
        • Panther becomes Rain Catcher’s Mentor
      • Plans discussed about the wolves in the North
      • OOC announcement about assessments
      • Ophaelos advances to Member


      Pup Naming Ceremony!

      The pack welcomes Ceol, Maeve, and Keegan! Fianna and Calders pups!

      Number Of Wolves Present


        +Fern +Ophaelos +Rowan +MysticRain +Salem

        Maikoh Vesper Amoux

        Pack Meeting Begins

        * Kova as she stood at the edge of the stone, she would make note of each wolf heeding the call. One by one the wolves would gather and there she would slowly seat herself and dip her nose to each who had appeared. “Salutations each and all.” she said in low, but key tones. “Thank you for heeding my call. I know this is of shorter notice than usual, but there’s a lot to discuss and with time being as it is, it will not wait.”

        * Panther He had noticed the tense frame Vesper reacted with, but he wouldn’t connect it with Maikoh, instead he’d assume she wasn’t used to eating around a bunch of wolves. Either way, he didn’t comment on it, and instead made his way towards the clearing, and quickly too.

        * Amoux~ — looked at SIR and nodded, starting to blink somewhat at the big difficult words. He watched as the brute moved towards the Alpha’s stone and just stood there deciding if he wanted to continue to sleep or not, or maybe to go eat. His stomach grumbled a bit and he shrugged as he was fatty anyway and started to move those limbs towards the gathering group of wolves. Going straight to the back as usual, where no one could watch him….Just incase of falling asleep!

        * Saskia As the wolves entered the clearing, perhaps a bit quicker than proper, Saskia would gaze around the clearing. Her amber gaze settled on the silver Alphess atop the grayish stone. She turned to Vesper, “It seems Kova has called a meeting. You can sit next to us if you wish.” She invited with a warm gaze. Quietly, she moved towards the stone and sat at it’s base, looking around for other wolves while her auds stayed focused on what Kova had to say. If her mate sat next to her, she’d scoot to be closer to his frame.

        * Vesper – ”Thank you,” Vesper replied quietly, moving to sit beside Saskia, tail waving slightly.

        * Maikoh: As the obsidian brute sat in the clearing with the others, he watched as the alphess ascended the stone. He’d listen attentively as the alphess spoke, always eager to hear what the alphess had to say and to hear about what was going on at the moment!

        * Sanek The trail he was taking to the Clearing was one he had taken a few times before so he was quite familiar with it, allowing him to travel it faster. Even so, the Lake of Solace and Clearing were pretty far apart from each other, so when the meeting began there was no sign of him. He could already see the hills in which the second Alphas Den was in, though, so it wouldn’t be much longer.

        * MysticRain   hearing the call she takes a couple of quick laps of the water then quickly trots towards the Rock where the rest of the pack is already waiting and she sits down some place in the rear.

        *Kova  As the wolves would reach the stone in the time given, she would proceed. “First, I would like to start this meeting by inviting those wolves new and old, to the front and beneath the stone should you have request to join the pack.”

        * Rook  Well, look at that! Amoux would have sidled up next to him and when Kova asked about joining, Rook would look squarely at Amoux. It was the same look he gave Grim all those weeks ago…the great gray raven would sit upon his perch above the threads of fate and look to see which way the old wolf went…

        * Saskia  Her gaze found Vesper encouragingly, and it quite so reminded her of Fern. She smiled and looked around for others as well. If Maikoh was about, she’d pause for a glance his way. Did her gaze narrow just a hair in his direction? None would know why except her, and it would likely go unnoticed.

        * Vesper stood, trembling a bit as she walked to the foot of the stone, head bowed, tail and ears laid back in submission as she moved to sit before the Alpha’s stone, steadying herself as her hopeful gaze found Kova once more.

        * Maikoh: He’d listen to the alpha, and when she said her next message, his heart pounded. He would walk up and sit beneath the alpha’s stone, fixing his posture and giving a polite nod to the alpha above.

        *Rowan Her ears perked, her yellow gaze swept over his wounds. He didn’t seem to be paying too much mind to them, they were only a couple days old by the looks of it. “Well, I am glad you both are still of this earth at least. I’m sure it sent you off with quite the bruised ego.” She grinned, teasing the brute. Her tones barely above a whisper. “I’ve seen Shakira a couple days ago, but we’re both quite the elusive wolves. I’m sure she’ll teach me quite a bit when we actually settle down and allow ourselves the time.” She smiled, if anything it was mostly her fault, she kept wandering off. With that, her attention was placed on Kova. An ear swiveled as she listened for others to approach, dipping her head to them if they settled near her and Ophaelos.

        * Amoux~  was about to slide his paws away from underneath his chest in order to flop onto his belly and lay down but perked his auds somewhat at the sentences of the fae. He canceled the sliding and slowly moved his butt off the terra instead, starting to move towards the front. It was a long walk but could happily flop down his butt against the terra once again reaching the front, looking at all the new woofs and at dem brute who was looking at him just before once again.

        * Sanek —  sure enough, he was now entering the Clearing from the west. He was about to chuff out of habit but stopped himself since he didn’t want to interrupt the meeting. Instead, he quietly made his way to those who were gathered and once there he sat in an open spot.

        * Panther – No doubt, he would settle beside his mate, giving a glance towards Rowan and Ophaelos. He ‘hmmed’ softly at their close proximity to one another, he hadn’t realized the two had met before. Or maybe he had, and it slipped his mind. He smiled lightly as Vesper padded towards the front, along with Maikoh, and who was this? An older wolf for sure, but one he hadn’t seen before. He glanced towards Saskia, had she met him? He glanced back towards Kova, listening and putting all of his attention towards the meeting.

        * Saskia Her gaze loosened once the brute made the effort to approach the stone. Nothing more to say there. In her peripherals, she’d likely see the entrance of another chocolate wolf, one of Panther’s Spirit brother. He was back! Saskia waved her tail behind her and nuzzled her mate in a quiet attempt to get him to notice – if he hadn’t already? She politely dipped her head in the Scout’s direction.

        * Kova — She would cast her gaze across all the wolves whom where in attendance so far. Vesper, the newest fae to their homeland would slowly begin to make her way forward. There was a knowing, but soft dip of her head given to her before her silvery like hues would fall forward to any others who where to join, and so it would seem Maikoh had also approached and then shortly followed by Amoux. Her tail would wave to the elder wolf with respect and admiration.

        She would wait a few more moments and when no others joined, she’d begin.

        “Wolves of WolfSpirits, presented are Amoux, Vesper, and Maikoh, those who desire to join our home and pack.” she would turn then to the trio.

        “As a Pledge of WolfSpirits, you will continue on your journey to joining us. As a pledge, this is the time for you to explore your heart and ensure that this path is your true path. You will take this time to become more familiar with the territory and the wolves who call it home. I would ask you three now, do you agree to the time of pledge?”

        * Fern found a cozy spot beside the group of friends she had arrived to the meeting with, still keeping her frame alert and attentive to not show any disrespect to Kova while she spoke. It had been a minute since the last meeting as well, not to mention she hadn’t exactly been the most social throughout these past weeks, so the amount of wolves that surround her kept her senses heightened.

        * Rook Perhaps that gray raven would offer a few wooden sounds to the sight of which thread Amoux picked, but Rook the wolf remained quiet if not internally pleased to see the artifact one step closer to being in the museum, so to speak. At this, he would move from the back and see Sanek make his way into the clearing. So the Olc hadn’t taken him after all? One, especially he, wondered just what took the scout this long to return and what report he’d give that could make or break the last-minute prospects of the venture ahead.

        * Vesper’s voice did not waver or shake as she spoke, though she did not shout, for fear of seeming disrespectful of the Alpha. Raising her head, Vesper replied. “Yes, I agree to such a time, and to such a pledge as this.”

        * Ophaelos a quiet chuckle would follow her tease, a soft simper offered in her direction as she continued. He’d only hum quietly in response before adding, “Aye—I hope all goes well with your apprenticeship—perhaps something a little less daunting than fighting cougars. I am sure she has plenty of things to teach… here is hoping more time will be shared between you.” With that, he’d quietly reside beside her, looking up at Kova and then at those approaching the stone to pledge. Perhaps a slightly narrowed gaze was upon both Maikoh and the new fae—if only out of caution and scrutiny as his eyes swept their figures, ears perked to listen to their words offered to Kova, and more so sharpened toward the fae, who he now knew as Vesper. Even old Amoux had pledged—an interesting sight to the brute, considering his age. Would he find a rank among the pack, or would he settle into subordinate-ship? Ophaelos was eager to see how the old wolf manages in the upcoming year, if that.

        * Maikoh: His heart would stop for a second, he was very excited if he was to pledge! “I will!” He’d speak out, a tone showing that he was excited to pledge. “I am honored to pledge along this pack.”

        *Saskia The wolves present would find a smile resting upon her maw though none of them would draw a stamp of her paw, even as happy as she was for the start of their journey. She hummed contently as they pledged, but would remain silent otherwise.

        * Amoux~ — listened to the words of the fae as she began, shifting his hues towards her. Yea here we go again. Familiar? He knew every piece of grass and sand already! If his memory didn’t forget that is… His grey colored muzzle in the air somewhat as he looked up at the two while listening, giving a nod at those final words, not speaking much more than a “Yes”, out of the brutes muzzle and a swish of his banner behind him. He wanted to go back already, getting nervous being infront of a bunch of wolves like he always did!

        * Sanek It would seem that a few wolves were being Pledged right when he seated himself, all of which he had yet to meet, one which looked like they’d been around since the beginning of time. He could feel all of their excitement, some of which he shared for them. A small smile could be seen on his maw.

        * Kova when each wolf would offer their agreeing pledge, she would rise her paw slowly and stomp it to the smooth surface of the stone beneath her paw. “As all hear witness to Amoux, Vesper, and Maikoh’s pledge, then I to will heed and hear it and would have the honor to naming you three Pledges of WolfSpirits. May your journey home be swift and true.” She would dip her head to the three softly, a gentle but knowing expression offered. Perhaps even more so to Amoux. She’s heard many ‘ a story of him and wished to know each of theirs in turn.

        * Panther was too focused on spying on Rowan and Ophaelos, and then focused on the meeting. Panther glanced towards his mate, then looked towards Sanek.. wait, Sanek!? His brother! Panther’s tail swayed behind him as he barely contained his joy, it had been a while since the two had seen each other and so he was eager to greet him after the meeting. Panther focused back on the meeting, it appeared both Vesper and Maikoh were ready to pledge. And Kova said the third one was Amoux? He’d commit the name to memory, stomping a paw for the three new pledges.

        * Saskia As the newly appointed pledges found their way back to their seats, Saskia would gently nose Vesper on her shoulder. “Congratulations, Vesper.” She whispered, quietly. Her gaze and ears would find the likes of someone crossing the stream to the … West? She narrowed her gaze if only to get better visage and sure enough there was her Spirit mother bringing across what looks to be a rabbit – no.. a pup! She could hardly contain her excitement, but it wasn’t only excitement… she scanned the new and old wolves present, a bit worried for the pups. Was there a reason to be? Not really. She refrained from interrupting anything and turned back towards the meeting just as Rain was called forth.


        * Amoux heard the stomping and words as he once again was pledged. A second time. He smiled somewhat remembering the first time slightly and vaguely. He dipped his cranium in respect and smiled towards the two. He then looked at the new woofs he didn’t met yet before raising his butt again, turning around. “Congratulations, younglings.”, he would offer to the two before starting to move towards the back again. Nervous as he was, that was going faster than going up to the front. He would fastly reach the back, dumping his butt down again and hear what more was to offer in the meeting by the fae, or perhaps two. Wait, did he see blurry little woofs in the distance? Oh dear…

        * MysticRain head comes up in surprise. huh what? she wonders but she doesn’t dally and quickly rises onto all fours and keeping her head appropriatly lowered with ears angled back she pads up to the Rock and sits down in front of it before raising her head just enough to look up at her alphess.

        * Fern would give a congratulating stomp to all the new pledges, happy to see some new faces and learn from them all in time! But sadly, she would likely be too distracted with all the wolves here to spot the pups making their way across the River north.

        * Sanek For each new Pledge he would stamp his paw, wondering if any of those here present would later decide to stay here for good. His attention then turned to Rain, one of the only newer wolves he actually had met. If her gaze happened to meet his he would offer a wag of his tail in encouragement.

        * Kova When the fae approached, she would dip her nose lightly before ushering a greeting to her, but as well a welcome to the stone. “Rain Catcher, you have been a pledge to the pack for a full moon’s cycle. Your next path is Assessmentshp. As an Assessment you will grow with the pack, learn the pack ways and rules. You will take more dedicated time in understanding our way and history. I would like you to please indicate to the pack that you have found your path true, and your heart truer in that you still wish to join WolfSpirits.”

        *MysticRain as kova continues she tilts her head ever so slightly to indicate she is paying attention then turns her had slightly, hrmm interisting choice. she is super curious but this is hardl the point to start questioning things and she likes panther. however that banner of her,just, won’t, stop.. she lifts her hindquaters briefly and stuffs the appendage under her frame to physicly sit on it. there. far more approapriat looking. at the question she can manage a far more dignified nod in response even if her muzzle opes into a small wolven smile. truth to tell she’d have liked to wolf smile harder but that seems inappropriate, her eyes if anyone bothers to notcise are shining in excitement.
        * Kova She would follow Rain Catchers movements and motions carefully. Trying her best to pick out just what she meant and how she meant it. The expression and body language expressed would be that of agreement. She smiled to Panther then to Rain Catcher. Her paw would slowly rise and stomp the stone. “Then, as all lay witness to Rain Catcher’s heart and truth, I would like to name you Assessment, Rain Catcher, and mentored by Panther, Hunter of WolfSpirits.” She would give a sure wave of her tail before nodding to both, allowing them to return to their places.
        * Vesper So many things happening at once! New smells, a new role, new wolves and pups alike—Vesper cringed inwardly in embarrassment as the tip of her tail waved in hopeful excitement, but should any look to her face, her olive eyes would certainly betray the joy and hope within her heart as she beamed, attentively watching Kova with keen eyes.
        * Ophaelos As Rain Catcher ascends to her assessmentship underneath Panther, the brute would add another affirming paw stomp to each of the two wolves. Another assessment, and even more pledges. His eyes would scan for the other two pledges; Riki and Grimolf, but it would seem they didn’t make it to today’s meeting. A small tinge of disappointment would be felt, as he knew they’d be excited to further themselves in the pack, but everyone moves at their own pace… at least it wasn’t so lonely being an assessment now—there were loads of them!
        * Amoux looked towards the backs off all dem woofs infront of him. He shifted his paws into the snow rather comfortably, being fine with being in the very back of the group. Why was everyone stomping on the ground instead of howling. Did his memory gone that bad? Whatever. He started stomping his paw onto the terra a few times as the unspeakable yearling was made assessment of WolfSpirits before growing too tired. His hues kept shifting into the direction of the little brats, watching, making sure and hoping they wouldn’t come closer.
        * Ophaelos would also make note of the small pups being ushered around by Fianna and Calder. They were chunky—perhaps enough to finally be introduced. A fond smile would find his features as he thinks back to his own days when raising pups that small before his eyes settled once again on the stone. From the way the time seemed to move lately, it may very well be them pledging soon enough in front of that rock. Of course, they probably don’t know that yet… and considering how young they are, it’s probably for the best they don’t worry about their growing and disproportionate heads about that just yet!
        * Sanek Two stomps of his would be added to those that were given, one for Rain Catcher and one for Panther. In all this excitement he missed the forms of Calder and Fianna that had neared which he only now noticed. He offered them a dip of his head but then had to do a double-take when he noticed the pups frolicking around at their paws. Puppers?! It was challenging for him to contain his joy. He had been expecting some to come out this spring but to have this confirmed was thrilling.
        * Rook Rook would offer a firm stamp of his paw for Rain’s advancement and would watch as she and Panther made their way back to the group.
        * Panther Panther dipped his head to Kova, thanking her for the opportunity. He nosed Rain Catcher once more, allowing her to either come back and sit next to him and Saskia, or return to her previous seat. He’d stomp his paw for her making assessment, and would settle next to his mate. His gaze settled on Fianna, Calder, and their brood. Panther grinned as he watched the two parents herd their three pups towards the rock, tail swayed once behind him before looking to Saskia, had she noticed them as well?
        * Rowan She smiled, Panther was to mentor an assessment! Little did she know, his mate had been his apprentice when she was assessed as well. She stomped her paw lightly, then looked to Ophaelos as he done the same. She followed his gaze spotting Fianna, her mate and their three pups. Her tail swayed, gaze returning to Kova as to not get distracted.
        * MysticRain shouldr muscle twitches only slightly in surprise and figuring he is supposed to do that she returns the nosing as seems the appropriate thing to do. not sure if she is suppossed to go sit with panther now. well time to see if she can prove herself wrong and she starts moving away from panther to return to her previous spot keeping a close eye on panther to see if he disapproves if so she’ll quickly follow instead. one shouldn’t be rude after all.
        * Salem Arrived just as he could make out the paw stamps in approval from one wolf to the next and he picked a spot on the side of the group but respecting the barrier that Fianna and Calder had kept around the forms between the two of them and focused his attention on the meeting as it continued. He didn’t know who the paw stamps were for, but Panther and Rain were stepping back to join the group again with his ears perked to not miss anything else but would make a note to go around and congratulate those he knew already on any possible advancement while also meeting some of the wolves he had yet to cross paths with.
        * Kova It would be hard to miss the arrival of her sister, and in tow the new pups welcomed to their home this season. She would do her best to not draw to much attention for there where just a couple more things to attend to. But the eagerness and excitement would not be lost to her, nor her expression as her tail swung but stilled. Her demeanor falling a little more silent and while Saskia’s human was off for a short moment, she turned to the gathered with a deeper more connected tone to what she would follow with. “Next I wish to discuss the north and the wolves who have haunted us for to long. Rook and Sanek have returned from their scouting trip north.” she had yet to hear of Sanek’s return report, but she could shed light on what Rook shared with her. “They are settled in the far north. There where seen 3 wolves lay sentry, a female wolf who would come and go into the cavern with crows in maw, and Kaylus was not seen so it’s safe to assume she’s part of the numbers as well. No others came or went inside, but we can assume that is all that is left of them. The question is… what we shall do next.”
        :pawbutton: OOC Meeting Announcement :pawbutton: I will ensure the website reflects this, but I wanted to post here as well (this isn’t really IC news).
        Assessments Moving forward, we will be ensuring that those who are assessments, remain so, but commitment to the pack when you can is also important to move forward. Below is a chart for duration on how long you can sit as an assessment before we’ll ask you to re-pledge.

        The duration is as follows:

        • 2 month absence with NO LOA announced = Will need to repledge
        • 6 month absence WITH LOA announced = Will need to repledge

        Remember, if you need an LOA that’s absolutely fine, but please make sure to post it in loa-notices <3 I do worry when I don’t hear from folks for a long while, and I want to make sure you all are ok.


        * Rook

        Right as rain and only ashen touched from one Olc now dead. Those of the north had not laid claim to him, but he did not give them opportunity to either. He was relieved to see Sanek had indeed returned, but it had been some time; he wondered what had taken him.Kova had given the news to give and followed it with more of a statement than what the words betrayed. He knew what he needed to do and what he wanted to do, but what would the others say of the danger in the north?
        * Sanek Although crows could get annoying at times, the image of a wolf carrying limp crows was not one that he liked. Who knew what vile things those wolves were up to. He listened curiously to Kova’s retelling of Rook’s report. Although the two had traveled back together, not much had been exchanged.
        * Saskia When the celebratory sense was done for the time being, Saskia looked to Kova for news of the North. “Three wolves is but a small problem for a whole pack. I see no problem with an ambush, if that is something in the air.” She wasn’t quite sure where things were going with this statement, but it seemed everyone else was quiet so what did hurt to offer?
        * Kova Her hues fell to Saskia and when she offered a suggestion, she’d give a light expression, but one of thought and contemplation. “Ambush in a sense, yes. I had Sanek and Rook deliberately place tracks back here and for good reason. To test the landscape’s integrity for tracks this time of year, but also to ensure that if they followed, they’d have to split up, and very much the same I want to suggest. With this years snow melt, we’ve seen a cascade of water. An over abundance. The north is still clinging to some snow from what Rook had reported.” she glanced to Sanek for a moment, no doubt eager to hear of his own findings, before turning back to the gathered. “My plan is to head to the North with haste, and surprise them while we still have it. There are several area’s with narrow cascading walls of mountains, where I hope we can use to our advantage before all the snow melts. If all plays out as it should, we bury them in the north where they belong.”
        * Saskia Finally, something she can smile to! The northern wolves had enough warning – enough chasing. They’d no longer suffer the pack, and poor, poor Leora with the evil they so brazenly harbored. “Great observation.” She’d say nothing else until further elaboration on the topic was had.
        * Rook would listen to Saskia and Kova before speaking up. “What of their tricks and what of the powder? Although I did not see the pouches like those shown before, they were preparing for something. Does this plan take us face to face with them once more?”
        * Fern Fern stayed quiet and listened, her tail frozen still and tucked beside her as the topic of the north was discussed. Who would stay and who would go in this ambush of sorts? She hoped Saskia wouldn’t but knew she likely wanted to, being a Guardian after all. She couldn’t help but glance once or twice at Fianna’s pups, in a curious manner as, in all honesty, Fern has never even seen pups before! She was very fascinated by their little antics and how small they were! So cute… but yes- Back to the serious topic!
        * Amoux would perk his auds at the words of an ambush and would love to see that happen. Though, all he could think of was sleeping. He was already dozing away slowly, sliding with his paws over the snow and onto his chest. He kept his head up as long as he could. Sadly his cranium went too heavy and it laid down onto his front paws soon enough. He kept listening to what those had to offer, but it soon became one blurry mess. Echoing through his mind as his orbs close and feel a sleep.
        * Vesper Were the northern wolves mentioned the ones that Vesper had sighted and avoided on her way through the Crossing? Vesper whined quiet and low in her throat, anxious at the thought of having inadvertently dodged the enemies’ fangs.
        * Kova Sounds and viable questions would fall to hear ears from her court, and to him she would turn. A sure and confident nod was offered. “I have thought of that danger, that is why I am hopeful that we can get them all together in a single narrow area, and quickly see to their demise before they can exact the same danger and tricks to us as last time. At least we know what to potentially look for.” it would perhaps have her thinking. Did they pre-game pouches elsewhere or around the area? Would it be noticed? All things to consider indeed — important things. “If I am honest, I do not have an answer for I have not seen my sister, Rune, to inquire, so we must go on what we know.”
        * Sanek He liked the plan that Kova proposed. It was cunning and could potentially keep them from engaging in an actual battle with the wolves. Although, he thought, would the Northern wolves not try to do this same exact thing to them if they ventured there?


        * Saskia Mmm, Good point, Rook. She ponders in thought but her mind can’t help but drift to the laboratory atop the saddled mountain. She wondered if it could have something to aide them into battle? She thought about masks – if the pouch could keep it in, it could keep it out! But then again, the wolves needed their powerful jaws in the long run. Kova was right; they would simply have to trust their luck.


        * Rook Time, fleeting as it was, would be offered to them to prepare. “Lugh of the long paw, felled Balor of the Baleful eye with cunning. We, who are kin of the long paw and other such skilled wolves, will fell lesser wolves with equal guile. If you wish to bury them beneath the snows and quench the embers, then we will find a way.” Wishes and butts were akin to “only ifs.” Only if they could have Rune’s skill…but the Yule of this metaphor had come and wishes and butts were never candies and nuts, so they’d just have to make their own merry little christmas…complete with buried snow wolves.He could see his sister and family waiting on the wings, so he allowed this heavy and needed topic to rest.


        * Kova There was much to discuss, much to deliberate on, but she would share a meeting with the members in time to go over more intricate the details of her plan and execute it with haste – as well as hear their thoughts. For now, she offered to all gathered the thoughts of where she desired to go and what plan was to unfold in time. To her courts words, she gave a sure and confident nod in agreement. “In a day or so time, I will meet with the members of the pack, and we will discuss who will go and who will stay. There is much to protect here as there is out there. For now, that is what I have to share as I learn more from those who have to share more news. Listen for my call.” her hues fell to her sister with endearment. She wondered on her other sister, Rune, but duty would pull her to the now. It was there she turned to each wolf in kind, when her hues fell to Saskia and then to Ophaelos. Her paws settled beneath her as she remained risen to all fours before she gave a change in pace and tone. “Speaking of call…. Saskia, I would call you and your mentee up to the stone.”

        * Saskia A hum of agreement was to be had on the burden of the North, one she intended to be involved with whether it be here or there – wherever she was needed. When her name was called, the Guardian stood and moved to the base of said stone. Her eyes cast along the crowd, searching for the white wolf before they returned to Kova with eager eyes.

        * Ophaelos Caution would no doubt be conducted throughout the journey to the North and what lies ahead of the pack when they reach it. Now, Ophaelos was no ranked wolf, so he didn’t expect to join the others up the mountain, but he was content holding down the fort in the meantime, should the pack depart from the land of WolfSpirits to finish what the Northerners started—long before Ophaelos even set paw in this place. A focused ear and trained eyes would pick up both his name and his mentors. Quiet, he’d glance over at his mentor. The tension in his chest was palpable, to say the least, but despite the tension between his ribs, his outward disposition was calm as he met at his mentor’s side before settling in front of the stone with her.

        * Kova Her gaze fell to the brute, Ophaelos. “Ophaelos, the journey to join our pack is as long as the heart, paws, and knowledge shared is given and received. I would ask you now, is it still your desire to be part of our pack and our fold?” curiously did her gaze wait and eagerly watch for his response.

        * Rook

        When the matter settled for another day, he would be surprised by the next order of the meeting. Would he be surprised to see Ophaelos and Saskia being called forth? Perhaps a little, but he would listen for that is what a ‘teller did until a tale was to be told. His younger sister’s absence had not gone unnoticed. She was important in all of these matters, but he was relieved to have her out of earshot from the plotting. Dealing in death could be left to those who had long since sullied their paws in the mire…
        * Sanek Ophaelos was an Assessment, was he not? This meant there could be a new wolf joining their fold tonight! Although the subject of the Northern wolves still loomed in the background, his excitement for the new advancements within the pack returned.
        * Ophaelos His ear would turn at her words as he listens, his eyes drifting toward Saskia’s once she had finished with her question. Was he surprised, relieved? Perhaps a mixture of both? Either way, whatever emotion that was held in his eyes was cast to his mentor—perhaps feeding off of her excitement—before his gaze returned to Kova’s. “I have been without a pack and a place to call home—to truly call home, for a very long time. I cannot deny the chemistry with you all, how you have all grown to find places in my heart quite quickly, and thus I cannot deny such an opportunity, either,” Ophaelos tells her, dipping his head deeply toward the silver fae. “I would be honored to take the next step—to formally join the pack, and especially more than ever, now that we have an important journey on the horizon.” His silvern eyes would find Kova’s, head tilted subtly in eager to hear her next words.
        * Kova When Ophaelos would share his desire to still join, she turned then to Saskia and Guardian of the pack. “Saskia, as Ophaelo’s mentor, I would ask and hear your pledge and heart on where he stands – is he ready to be named member?”

        * Saskia Excitement was to be had, aye. Saskia met his gaze equally so and would return to Kova when she asked her to vouche for the white wolf. She stood to her paws and spoke loud enough for all to hear;

        “Most of you know Ophaelos, most of you have formed bonds with him as well. I know I am not the only one to stand here today and say.. Yes. He is ready to run with the pack as one of us. There are those here today who can recount numerous times in which Ophaelos has come to sacrifice for the pack, whether that be a sacrifice of risk or of pelt. He has brought down food for us to eat, he has chased off more predators with me than most within my visage, he has shared his culture as well as accept ours as his own. He has learnt and continues to do so. I have no doubt he will make a fine member amongst the pack.”
        With that, the Guardian seats herself and awaits further verdict.
        * Kova When response was given by the Guardian, she would feel her words true. Like an anvil striking forging metal. Shaping and grinding with devotion. She shifted her paws beneath her but continued with a curious, but even more serious tone as she looked to each wolf in turn before looking back to Saskia then to Ophaelos. “As all have lay and heard witness to the Assessments heart and to the blessing of Saskia his mentor, I would now ask those of the pack who will vouch for Ophaelos in his advancement?”
        * Fern’s eyes widened as her tail knew no bounds in its swaying back and forth at top speeds. Ophaelos was going to become a member? Oh my goodness! Despite the nervousness she felt inside about all the other wolves she stepped up to speak before overthinking it too much!
        “I believe Ophaelos is more than ready to become a member of the pack. He has always shown great kindness and humbleness to all, no matter what rank or stature.” She smiled looking to Ophaelos now, “He’s the kind of wolf to stay behind in even the coldest blizzards to keep those close to him warm, and the kind of wolf to run into danger if there was a hint of chance that one was to get injured. He’s the wolf all of us need to be.” She finished with a soft chuckle at the corniness of it all, but even though her mini speech was jumbled together she was happy to vouch for her friend.
        * Salem Kept an ear towards Kova, Saskia and Ophaelos in front of him but one would be turned sideways towards whoever might be the first of the Pack to speak. His own muzzle remained closed but the tip of his tail picked up a steady rhythm of a quiet thump against the ground in front of his paws, just keeping the time and his emotions in check.
        *Vesper hadn’t had the privilege of meeting Ophaelos yet, so she chose to remain silent, yet the fae found her tail waved slightly as Saskia and Fern praised the hopefully soon-to-be member. She wondered, silently, if she could live up to such examples as him, as Saskia, as Panther, and become a wolf that Kova would welcome to the pack in such a way. She’d taken the first step, though, and as a pledge, she promised to herself, she would support the others in the ways she could–pack members, assessments, and other pledges alike.
        * Panther Panther would gaze ahead of him, he’d have watched as his mate and her apprentice were called forth. A smile graced his maw, although it faltered slightly. Would the new wolves want to stick around, even despite their pledgeship, now that the northern wolves have been brought up? He knew Rowan would remain, she’d be storming into battle eagerly if she went North. Panther glanced towards Vesper, then Maikoh, Amoux, and lastly.. Rain Catcher. He shook his head, no more dwelling on the enemy. An ear turned towards Saskia, then Fern as they spoke up. Panther wanted to vouch for Ophaelos, he truly did, but he didn’t know what to say that the others hadn’t already spoke up about. So, he would just listen.
        * Rook Now this…this was an important junction in the threads of fate, and the gray raven would roost upon. Unlike his objective manner in which he watched others make their choices in the vacuous space of they and the path ahead, he listened as Saskia vouched for Ophaelos. Rook had seen some of these attestations but not the others. He had known Ophaelos to frequent the company of some, but wondered what that meant in regards to the older wolf’s tale. Here was a wolf that seemed knowledgeable from experiences beyond the pack, which were a boon to many, but what of the pack did he know through experience and investment? Rook was not omnipresent nor omnipotent, so the little he knew was little enough…Rook, not the gray raven, would listen before standing to his paws. He’d look to Ophaelos and speak as kindly as he could given his own mindset. “I’ll not stand in the way of a path laid before you, for I have no sway to direct your fate; however, I will ask you in private four sets of questions, the answers of which a member should know and your answers will be my answers.”  Rook would not take more time than that before leaving the decision to who it always belonged to. He would take his seat and await the allotted time when those questions would be asked.
        * Kova She would feel the heartfelt tones of each wolf and their vouche for Ophaelos’ advancement. She would look to Rook, then towards the older brute to who stood before the rest of the pack. A moment more in pause and in thought, and to his answer given not in the moment, she would finally nod after several moments of thought. “Then we will wait for the answers to be given and I would ask now that the time and stone given to my sister, Fianna.” she would now cast her gaze outwards towards Fianna, Calder and the litter at her paws. Dipping her head she would eagerly await her arrival to the stone with her new family. This would hopefully give Rook and Ophaelos a moment to ask and hear the answers first before she’d proceed.

        * Ophaelos

        The brute was relieved and, frankly, glad that the trust he has put in his friends had not been settled falsely. The love was quite real, and he felt it in their words, and the way they looked at him. He’d have quite a lot of wolves to speak to after the meeting was done with! As Rook began to speak, Ophaelos would listen to him with inquisitive nature in his eyes. Soon, he’d nod, offering the brute a smile. “Aye, I will answer any questions that you or anyone else has for me. I have been meaning to talk to you as it is, but you were absent in the North for a little while. I am glad that you are back and well—for more reasons than inquiries or vitality,” he replies. “There is still much for me to learn. I am eager to hear you out, storyteller.”
        * Leora the yearling would look swiftly to each wolf present. A meeting was going on, so, she would hunker herself reaaaaal low like and tip-toe in and seat herself near the closer back wolves. But alas… hark… oh my… was was that her sister? and OH MY… was that PUPS? Truly she had to contain herself, for she could sense the air and tones of those around her. This was not a moment to burst out of your fur.
        * Saskia The kind words were received and Saskia would be thankful for them. Then there was Rook; the frequent bringer of news that wasn’t always so good but it was inevitable and much needed. Her gaze unwavering from Kova as her paws shuffled beneath her. Whatever it was to be had between Ophaelos and Rook was not of her business but the pair’s alone. She nuzzled Ophaelos and moved back to her spot beside her mate quietly, awaiting the words to come from her spirit mother and – PUPS!
        * Rowan Her ears perked once more, tail curled around her flank as Ophaelos and Saskia were called forward. She smiled slightly as Saskia vouched for her apprentice, and then Fern. She had always knew Fern and Ophaelos were close, so it wasn’t a surprise to see the golden colored assessment vouch for the male. She hummed, then Rook stole her attention as he spoke up. Ah, what was this? She gulped, she best be speaking with her mentor about the pack when she had time, for fear this might happen to her when she did have enough knowledge to pledge herself fully and become a member. For now, she would look onward, it appeared the pups would be snagging everyone’s attention now. She grinned, watching on as Fianna would climb the stone and offer her own words.

        * Rook This was not what he had in mind, but he would not question his court’s judgement nor his own in retrospect. Would he fault Ophaelos for others’ absences including his own? No, but he would see just how much the older wolf had learned or could learn given the space to do so. This was like a mirror of sorts…had not Rook learned much outside the pack? Had he not endured to connect his tale to those here?

        His questions were reasonable, he thought, and the trial to becoming a packmember was more than just perseverance…though he did admire that quality in Ophaelos. He would simply dip his nose to the brute and listen a moment to his sister before slipping from his own spot in the meeting to a spot to its side. He’d wait there in earshot of his sister’s voice but out of earshot of a quiet conversation.
        —– Return from the pup naming ceremony—–

        * Rook When the naming ceremony came to a close, he would offer his sister and Calder a firm round of paw stamps, reserving his voice to the quiet turn of closing conversation with Ophaelos.

        “I will not fault you for not knowing a tale I told more than once, but I thought you were there to hear it. I will caution you on the ghosts of your past…Much as I and my kin are of the Mean Oíche, they, as a pack, are dead. What I’ve learned of them, what I’ve learned from them, what I’ve learned in the distance beyond is the breath of a ghost. You have a store of knowledge, but do not let the breath of a ghost replace the gaining of primary knowledge from voices of -this-pack.”
        Rook would give Ophaelos a gentle dip of his nose and turn to Kova, giving her a gentle nod of sorts as well. As was said before, he’d not stand in the brute’s way. Membership in the pack was something sacred; Ophaelos had to learn from primary sources, but he had learned what he could given the foment of the pack’s ranks.

        * Kova She would smile to her sister and when the pups where being wrangled to head to a place of rest, she would give a warm swing of her tail and a dip of her head as the family moved off to settle. There, she would turn her hues then to Rook and Ophaelos. When he gave a nod of his head, she would give one in kind and turn; understanding. To that note she would look to Ophaelos and usher him forward. “Ophaelos, please come forward.”

        * Leora she would look to Keegan, and when the pup seemed to stare at her, she would stare back but it to was short lived when the parents began to usher them away. If a wolf could give the biggest pouty lip, she surely would. Quivering bottom lip and all. Ooooo she wanted to play! A whine was given but a knowing gesture to her sister. She nuzzled her swiftly. “Until tomorrow, Sister! Congratulations.” she would sway her tail and giggle at the pups. “Don’t worry, auntie will be here tomorrow… just you see!” and in those moments passed, she saw her brother, Rook and quickly bounded in his direction.

        * Ophaelos

        “Aye… I apologize, Rook. I mean you or your family’s history no disrespect. I will remember better next time,” Ophaelos says, dipping his head to the brute respectfully. His head would rise, offering a soft smile to him. “I keep saying this, but… perhaps now that you are back, I will finally give us both the time to sit down with you and discuss such histories—one on one, so it can get through my thick skull,” he says. Once again, his tone was arid, but his words humorous. His gaze would sweep the area around the alpha stone, his ears flicking forward as he studied the area, finding the pups and their parents had begun to carry them away. Such big activities in one day—they must be so tired!  Such conversations would come to a swift close, and his presence would soon be requested once again. Quietly and respectfully, he’d approach the stone before settling in front of it. “Yes, my alpha?” He’d draw.

        * Vesper watches as the pups leave, bowing her head respectfully before returning her attention to Kova and Ophaelos’ verdict.

        * Rook Much was to be excited about and much was going on in the span of such a meeting that he found himself simply dipping his nose to Ophaelos before the current of the moments took him away to be placed among the others of his kin. Should Rook survive long enough, he’d exchange tale with the older brute. For now, however, Rook had been remiss in saying hello to music, determination, and fire. Perhaps tomorrow he would have that chance? Perhaps…
        * Kova She knew the hour was growing late and there was much to absorb from evenings events, but there was one last matter and she wished to see it through once all had vouched or offered their words and questions. To Rook’s nod, she knew the answer. When Ophaelos approached there was a soft expression upon her features. Her tail risen high but waved ever so. How heartfelt she to would feel from each word shared, carried and heard. To his assessmentship and now his advancement seen through. To that note, she’d begin. “Just as we hear the names of new stars born to our fold, those who stand beside you this day, Ophaelos, speak your name and with it, their blessing to see you family. To know you as family.” She would allow her words to linger for but a moment. “I would like to have the honor and privillage to name you member of WolfSpirits, Ophaelos.” there would be a stomp of her paw. “Welcome home.” and to that note, her muzzle would lift and she would offer a howl for congratulations to their newest member!
        * Leora the yearling only got a mere tiny itty bitty taste of the pups, to, and as she seated herself beside her brother, she nuzzled him softly and happily in greeting. She had missed him! Oh, what stories did she have — what would he have to? Time would tell indeed and when the proceedings of the meeting continued, she’d fall silent.
        * Saskia As the naming ceremony came to a close and the white wolf was called forth, Saskia smiled in anticipation for what was to come. It would seem Ophaelos had passed Rook’s questionnaire! When Kova named him a member of the pack, Saskia pulled her head to the night sky in a celebratory howl; one in honor of her friend.
        * MysticRain listens with interest if she tries to sneak looks at all them little puppies. so cute so exciting so. oh ophaelos actually just made member at that point it just becomes too much so inspite of the kowledge she can’t she too lifts her muzzle and instinctively tries to howl fully expecting for only some hot air to come out. instead there maaaybe a mild disturbance as an actual sound comes out. not a howl o no nothing near as pretty. the sound that emits is more akin to that of a Fox being strangled. and that is beig genrous indeed.
        * Panther It would seem the pups stole the show for a moment longer, he would’ve gave them stomps as a celebration. Before moving his gaze back to Kova when Ophaelos was called forth. His tail swayed behind him, and he allowed a howl to rise into the night sky, welcoming Ophaelos into the pack as a member.
        * Vesper Family… now that was something to celebrate, even if she wasn’t truly a part of it yet…but perhaps, someday! For now, today was Ophaelos’ day to celebrate, and a jubilant howl left the tawny fae’s lips, her tail wagging happily, the stars reflected in her joy-bright eyes.
        * Sanek He was indeed far too distracted with the pups to notice Rowan sitting closer to him, but when the distraction was taken away he noticed and acknowledged her presence with a dip of his head. Back to the meeting, Ophaelos’s advance to membership had resumed. Did this mean he had answered correctly to Rook’s questions? He was quite curious as to what they were. He was happy for the brute, even though they had never met. A low howl of his would join the chorus of a shared song with the pack in celebration.
        * Rook Now, let’s not equate his list of soul-searching questions as a leaflet on how you feel about the current political landscape. No, it was more like a quizzlet…slightly more drama but much less biased polling! That aside, when Ophaelos was named as member, Rook would offer his voice and beckon his part of the Song to heard.

        * Fern

        Fern watched fondly as all the pups were wrangled up and taken to bed before Ophaelos’s name was spoken! Right, oh how she wondered what questions were given to him by Rook, but she was too distracted by all the puppy cuteness to hear! The words were spoken, Ophaelos had become a fully fledged member of the pack. Fern’s tail knew no bounds as it swayed back and forth at top speeds! She was so happy for him, the wolf she had known since he first arrived to the territory, the wolf she had shared stories and cold blizzarding nights with, one of her best friends was a subordinate! She gave one of her loudest howls of joy to finish off the night for him.

        * Kova Those who joined in would feel the chours of each tone, each howl, and each song. A song for their newest member. When the howls died, she would lower her muzzle and stomp her paw. “The hour is late, and I thank each and everyone of you for celebrating tonight’s events. Rest well, for tomorrow is a new day, and we are stronger than before.” she would dip her head and conclude the meeting.

        Pup Naming Ceremony - Fianna & Calder

        * Fianna would feel the weighty silence and the depth of word shared in contemplation of adding a new wolf to their inner folds, close to heart and adding the weight of responsibility was no small thing. Fianna would give a subtle nod to her brother’s words, then to Kova’s she would feel a course of excitement. It was time.
        Reaching to nuzzle Calder she rose and nosed all three pups, gathering them around her and a stern eye to follow, likely something they understood far better than words at this point.
        With that she would rise and, heart beating a tad bit faster she would parade her pups through, choosing a path closest to Rook or Leora, or Saskia if they were grouped at all to avoid those she did not know as well with the pups. As she moved she kept an eye out for Dáithí or Ragaire and tried not to feel the pang in her heart when neither frame were there.
        Part 4
        Hopefully the pups trouped along and kept close, but they would eventually arrive at the base of the stone regardless, even if it meant carrying one or two wayward pups. At last she would turn to ussure the pups between herself and Calder to face the rest of the pack, remaining below the stone, pride in her eyes for the little ones at her paws.
        Lifting her muzzle she took a breath and would begin.
        “It is good to see you all again, and with good tidings to share – three pups ready to greet the world and all it contains, under watchful eyes.” She would take a moment to nose each of them, pausing to collect her thoughts before continuing
        * Calder when Fianna was called to the stone, he would rise up slowly and carefully to ensure the pups didn’t think the gate was lifted and freedom had. Oh no, he had an eagle eye on each. He would nose Fianna ever so lightly providing strength and support before looking to the rest of the pack. He would follow beside her and still. Listening now to the shared words.

        * Leora

        the yearling had made it just in time, it would seem! When she saw her sister with all the pups, her heart would literally burst. It could, surely so! When she approached their brother and Saskia, she would eagerly and swiftly move herself forward to close that distance she could make out that she was trying to close.
        “Sister, it is good to see you!” she would say in happy tones now coming to seat herself before Saskia and watched her brother momentarily drift off a few paces.
        * Saskia Ohhh, her heart. As her mother came parading the pups by, she would lower to her belly for a moment just as they passed perhaps to get a better perspective of them. When the little floofsters passed, Saskia’s nose would stretchhhh out a bit in curiosity but she’d be wary of Fianna and her protectiveness over the little ones. When they passed, she sat up straight and admired what her mother and her mother’s mate had created; perfection. 💜
        * Kova She would swing her tail ever so gently behind her as she watched Fianna approach the gathered and family closer to her as the pups followed. Her eyes would hold a fondness and a strength of a thousand hearts to ensure they where safe. Well. She could see their eager paws wanting to dart out, but held fast. She could see there were more to her sisters, words and so she’d wagerly await what followed suit. How proud she was of her sister and to Calder’s new roots.

        *   Vesper perked up–Saskia’s family? Regardless, the meeting was going on, so she gave the other fae that came to sit by Saskia a polite nod and wag of her tail before returning her attention to the approaching pups and their parents.


        * Ophaelos As Fianna took over the meeting, Ophaelos would slip away from the alpha stone. His previous spot beside Rowan would no longer be occupied, and instead, the alabaster male would find a spot near Rook—he was the first wolf he’d need to speak to, after all. All would work out well, considering he was also part of the list Ophaelos was tasked with by his mentor, Saskia. Whether he ranked up tonight or not wouldn’t cause such a task to magically snap out of existence—he was far too responsible to simply dismiss his assignment. For now, his eyes would settle on Fianna and her pups, a softness in his expression as he watches them from his spot near the storyteller.

        * Sanek He had zoned out for a moment and had to take a moment to understand the words spoken during his inattention. He didn’t really know much about Ophaelos so the wolves vouching for him helped grow his understanding about who the brute was. Rook did not seem quite ready to vouch for him, though. Although it was odd to him, Sanek had come to know the Lore Master’s judgment as wise, so he trusted that it was made with a good amount of thought. He now turned his attention to the pups. Such small and rambunctious bundles of joy they were!


        * Fianna would look to each of her pups, to Calder, and then beyond at those she knew well, close to heart, and those she did not but would hope to one day. The pack had grown!
        “Time as gone by quickly, and yet not quickly enough, for these little ones are a pawful.” She chuckled,”yet each of them a light in their own right, a ray, a star in Calder and I’s sky. They have each earned a name. Names carry weight.. Meaning.. And as such I do not choose them lightly. But these firstnames we now wish to share with them… And with you to know them by. Names can grow, as can a wolf’s character.”
        With that, Fianna would nose and nudge her firstborn son out from the other’s a small bit and stand beside him to give him courage.
        “This little brute has been courageous from the moment he was born. Eating as much as he possibly can in between his frequent bouts of noise.. He.. Is my music. His name shall thus be Ceol.” She stamped a paw and nuzzled Ceol. “Wear it well little one, and grow into it.” She looked to the group then, excited to see how they would welcome him, giving a sing song yip and stamp to show her joy.
        * Rook A welcomed spot next to him was open for Ophaelos while they witnessed the first of the names be told. Ceol…a name within which to find harmony, melody, or discord…music, afterall, was a source for most of these. He would stamp his paw and ask his first question softly and in private.
        * Saskia couldn’t help but feel a prick in her heart when she say Fianna surrounded by these little bundles of joy. She pushed her shoulder into her mate’s, at an attempt to find an anchor from her burden so that perhaps she could muster the courage to enjoy this ceremony without said burden. When the first pup was named – Ceol. When the little male let out a version of his own music, Saskia couldn’t help but hum in delight. “Ahwww..” She murmured, looking between her friends surrounding her. Isn’t that just adorable!
        * Leora her eyes would go big and wide :wolfpog:. The name of the first pup, a male, would be given and shared by her sister and now, named to the world. Her tail would not seize it’s swaying, Oh my oh moyyyyyyyy. “Welcome, Ceol!” she gruuuued to her nephew. Oh, she was gunna be the best aunt.
        FiaPup2: The middlest pup, also keenly interested in these howlings, would offer her own awkward ‘Aruuruoo!’, what in time she might recognize as encouragement for her brother, for now was being on the same page as her eldest, and wanting to join the sounds, then joined by their Puppa Calder!
        * Salem Now came the moment when his tail started to wag as Fianna and Calder led the pups to the stone, all of them seemed to be healthy as they kept up easily with their parents, even if one to one and a half steps were needed to cover the distance they did with just one. They would continue to grow, he was sure of it, but his tail didn’t sit still in the moment that Fianna stepped forward with the one she declared as the oldest who let out a howl that sounded practiced and in time, it would be pitch perfect. He lifted a paw and stamped it to the ground for the first of the three pups to be named.
        * Vesper Ceol. A beautiful name for a beautiful pup. Vesper’s tail waved happily, and her forepaws patted the ground one after the other in happiness–she couldn’t hide her excitement at the sight of these new lives, and especially the new stage of life that these pups were now entering, the hope and joy that they brought to the pack.
        * Sanek He couldn’t contain it anymore. All of this excitement was about to explode out of him! Ceol looked like a precious little furry ball of cuteness. His howl would be louder than anyone else’s, welcoming young Ceol to his first meeting.
        * Panther Panther watched on, curious of these little ones and their names to be. Panther glanced towards his mate, smiling softly as he masked his concern. He nuzzled her, allowing her to lean into them as the burden they shared pricked at his mate’s heart. He stamped his paw, and much like his spirit brother, he would’ve offered the loudest howl he possibly could.
        * Fern Oh my goodness, oh my gosh! How adorable! Her tail couldn’t help but sway! Ceol, what a lovely name indeed, beautiful but strong sounding! Looking like the perfect match for this little guy before everyone. She too gently raised her voice high to the new, but mighty pup of Fianna!
        * Ophaelos It was fascinating to Ophaelos to see how the naming ceremony was conducted. Considering how small his pack was that he formed with his mate, such formalities weren’t necessary. Perhaps there was a permanent simper glued to the brute’s face as he watches the pup from afar, the way he sings into the sun that churns into the west. Agh… his time rearing pups was much over, but there was no doubt that puppy fever was quite the contagious thing. Coel, oh—what a wonderful name, too!
        * Rook A curious expression would fall over him, but not necessarily a bad one. He waited the second pup to be named while he asked his second set of questions of Ophaelos.

        * Fianna would chuckle and nuzzle Ceol one more time, looking to her mate to see the same emotion in his own eyes. Her eyes would drift over her other family one by one, grateful for each of their presence and their soon to be influence in the lives of her pups.

        Nudging Ceol back toward Calder now, with a lick to his ear she would us sure her daughter out next, nosing the darker female close to her side but where others could see.
        “Not to be outdone in any situation, my daughter has a spark of life that exudes confidence and curiousity… she is my bold one, busy and playful – and perhaps a bit too mischievous for her own good.
        “She shall thus be named Maeve.” Fianna bent to lick at Maeve’s ear and crown and stamped a paw happily, excitement and pride within her. “Wear it well little one and grow into it.” She added once more before giving another bright yip and stamp!
        * Saskia The female that Fianna ushered out very much looked like herself! Saskia felt a warm emotion whirl in her chest as the little fae was named. “Maeve..” She repeated in hushed tones, excitement breaching her voice. She was beautiful, as dark as the night.
        * Calder he would gently nose Ceol closer and when their next was to be named, he smiled to the dark fae that looked very much like himself when he was young. When Maeve was announced and name was given, he would let loose a deepened howl for her.
        * Kova When the young fae was named, Maeve, she would give a stomp of her paw as well to the strrength of her spirit already. Each one holding true and well to their names already, she would feel in her heart and sway her tail high behind her. Giving a few yaps and yips in kind to her sisters voice and named daughter.
        * Ophaelos Ophaelos had left her side, and as he padded over towards Rook, she would’ve scooted over towards Sanek. She hoped he didn’t mind, and there she would settle, less the Scout protested. She hummed softly, watching the ceremony curiously. Her paws shifted, she stamped her paw, offering a soft howl for both the named pups. Ceol and Maeve, she smiled, both of them were adorable, she thought.
        * FiaPup3 As Ceol stepped forward and let out his best howl after Fianna’s own which was joined by Calder and his sister, he felt like this is what they had been brought up to do and it sounded so similar to the one he was awake to hear only some time ago. It was show-time! He took in a deep breath and lifted his muzzle, something he found made it sound even louder as was the case near the den, so he wasn’t opposed to continuing to follow that pattern here as he joined in on the song and when it was drawn to conclusion, he was the only one still holding that note for as long as he could. When Fianna gave a similar introduction to Maeve, he wasn’t the last one to join the short howl, but his previous one left him winded as his lungs put everything he had into the last one.
        * Maeve The little fae pup would be next to be brought forward, from the stone she could see all of the other wolves! Interested and curious, but stood by her mother’s side. The pup now known as Maeve would stomp her little front paws forward! She would hear the start of her father’s howl and would join in a repeat aruuruuu!
        * Vesper Maeve…a pup as beautiful as the stars in the night sky. A small whine of excitement left Vesper’s throat, and the joy on her face was unmistakable as the pups “introduced” themselves with all the vigor they could muster. They were positively adorable.
        * Ophaelos Maeve, Coel, Ragaire, Daithi… what tongue do these names belong to, Ophaelos would wonder. Encompassing beauty and of course, the strength that came with the blood of Fianna and her kin, the brute would continue to listen closely, smiling contently, and taking in the meeting in between the quiet conversation between him and the storyteller—a wise and respectful amount of attention given to both.
        * Ceol Hey! Where was he being pushed off to? Fine finee, he’ll give his little sis the spotlight for nowwww. Ceol wouldn’t exactly have the patience within himself to sit down next to his puppa but couldn’t really fight back against his nudge anyways. But… maybe when he’s busy howling for little sis Ceol could sneak away? Good plan!

        * Rook and the second named was Maeve. Oh, how that name was given power and determination…though he would feign to say it lest one be intoxicated. Several connotations were wrapped within such a name, but a queen was not named such easily. He’d see how this little fae grew into such a name should he be graced with years of life ahead. Rook would visibly frown as much as one wolf could to the next of the answers. It was a tale told within the confines of a Lore Night. The story itself was of little consequence to those outside, but to those who wanted knowledge of corvus, of the observatory, of song-born sickness, of the seeds, and of the song would find a little solace herein. Rook would skip the second half of the set and move to the next after stamping his paw for Maeve.

        *Leora oh, her light would be super bright as her eyes lit like the stars themselves. A new kissed morning with the warmth of the very sun she was! Maeve! She would look like a baker making a dozen cookies with the amount of dough she was makin, with her slappy paws to the earth for each wolf! Sanek’s voice would out do them all, and she giggled at his expression. She never realized just how much he seemed to like pups.
        * Sanek Maeve drew out of him an equal amount of celebration as he had for Ceol. Oh how he looked forward to actually meeting the newest life of the pack! All of them had their own distinct personalities and their antics he could watch for days.
        * Fianna would allow the time due to welcome the fae before nudging and nuzzling Maeve back toward Calder, all of them still at the base of the stone, for she had not ascended. The base was the place!
        Last by most assuredly not least she would reach to tenderly nudge her final son further out and beside her, nosing him and licking his crown.
        “My last son is a thoughtful one, not timid.. Nae.. But curious in a way that is keen and careful both. He is my trusting one, of sweet nature and big heart. Thus, he shall be named Keegan.” Fianna’s tail was swaying in earnest now, unceasingly and she would stamp a paw and reach to lick his crown and ear. “Wear it well young one, as you grow into it.” Fianna would howl out another song, brief but heartfelt and fill of joy.
        Each pup named, and so beginning a journey of which she was eager to be part and to see each unfold.

        * Calder he would gently nose Maeve across her crown, his little star added to the fold. When Keegan was the next to be named, he would feel his heart swell and there, a howl escaped once more through parted jowls.

        What an honor for the evening. How humbled he was by each presence , each tone added, and each here. He would not forget all the names and frames he saw this evening to celebrate with them and their new litter.
        * Saskia A sweet brute, you say? Saskia gives a gentle gaze in the little male’s direction. Was he smaller than his brother and sister? Hmm. He was quite adorable! The brown fae smiled and let a howl ring for all three of the pups; well done.
        * Leora her eyes would light up at another nephew! Keegan. How sweet he looked. “Welcome, Ceol, Maeve and Keegan!” her paws would once more stomp before she rose up to all fours; unable to control herself she bounded around in several circles before whinning, lowering her frame, her ears pinned and began to scoot closer towards the pups — hoping perhaps she’d be able to snuffle love them to “fake” death.
        * Salem Ears perked to the sound of the howl as it was picked up on by other members of the pack after the first son had been named but by the second he had caught on that it was appropriate to do so and his joining in was one among the myriad of unique howls emanating from the Clearing now. His attention remained fixed on the third pup as he stepped forward and was named just as he saw the other two and a howl was given for him too.
        * Vesper A distant memory flashed briefly in Vesper’s mind…Keegan reminded her of the brother she’d lost as a pup. She vowed to herself that as much as she would be trusted to, she would ensure that these pups wouldn’t suffer the same fate as her own littermates, that the bellies of them and their family would always be full, that they’d have a safe and warm den to return to at the close of the day. This was the least she could do, as a pledge, as a survivor herself. She howled quietly in celebration, joyfully, and full of hope.
        * Ceol Oh? Calder was busy howling? Then the plan was in action! Ceol would lower down to all fours in a stalking motion as he tried to pretend he was an ant while sneaking away to the closest wolfie to give them a sniff if not stopped first!
        * Sanek It was hard to hold up this amount of excitement for any stretch of time, so his initial cuteness overload was now beginning to dim down. Nevertheless, he still gave as great of a welcoming howl as he could to the newly named Keegan. Was the meeting about to conclude with each pup having been named now?
        * Maeve Once off to the side she would likely spy Coel trying to slip away in the confusion! But wait, there was another time to howl coming up! She will snap her teeth after his tail but won’t pursue just yet, stopping to turn and offer her awkward little ‘Aaaarruuuruu!’ to the winds! She liked these ‘Meetings’!, They let her get her howling practice in! Surely Coel wished to howl too?

        * Rook

        The third of the answers would draw a dip of his nose, and the third of the named pups would draw a slightly cocked head. Was this a homage to Calder’s kin or did they simply not know of this name’s derivation? Surely, they knew…cheeky, cheeky…The child of Aodhagen…the child of Aodh would have a fire, but he hoped such a thing was just a metaphor for a stout heart and not for the flame that should never be wielded. He would stamp his paw yet again for this little fiery son of starfall and ash.  Now, to his last question…

        * Keegan Just as bath time came around in sets of three, so did he when he was gently nudged forward. Now standing in front of everyone else, his tail whipped back and forth and he took in another deeper breath this time and let out a few yips that turned into a howl as his own voice join in celebration of his name being given, the equivalent of one’s first birthday candle. If Leora got too close, he held back a moment before letting his muzzle extend out towards hers with a but wasn’t further than his wagging tail could hit his mother’s legs to know that he was safe.

        Kova When Fianna would announce the final pup, Keegan, she would stomp the earth and offer her own low gruuuuing woooof sounds. The pups now introduced and seemingly eager to see their paws aloft to all the new and amazing smells. She swung her tail and ushered to her sister. “A beautiful family. Congratulations again, Fianna and Calder.” she dipped her nose. “I look forward to seeing them learn, grow, and become one with the pack and in their own time, their own paths.”

        Pack Meeting #214

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        Meeting Notes

        May 2nd, 2023

        • Kova offers a friendly reminder for those seeking to join to connect with their mentors
        • Kova discusses the plan to send a scout north before they exact rule over the northern wolves who attacked months ago
        • A new art page is underconstruction
        • Grimwolf pledges to WolfSpirits
        Number Of Wolves Present


          +Fern +Ophaelos

          Leora Grimwolf Shukie Maikoh

          Pack Meeting Begins

          * Kova another swift but fond brush of her frame to Rook’s was given before she would press forward and to the Alpha’s stone. She’d observe as well all the wolves now present. A quiet, humble dip of her head was given as she would reach the base, and there rise up to it’s surface and stand at the edge.

          Once she was there, she’d lift her muzzle and howl for a gathering. The meeting to be harold and those present, to come forward.


          * Salem followed his usual route on his way back to the Clearing picking up that he wasn’t the only one to approach it from this direction. He was nearly there by the time he could pick up on the scents of other wolves that were still lingering. Present even. He would quicken his pace until he could make out the break in the trees where he slowed only to scan who all was there though his nose already gave it away and the job of his eyes were only to confirm it. His tail wagged to see them all though mixed in with the ones he knew, there were also a few he didn’t but the mix of them all wouldn’t be alarming. There were just some wolves he hadn’t met yet but that meant that he had those to meet, and out of one or two of them, he could recall seeing the wolves themselves at a closer distance, the distance he now sought to close with a chuff once he was close enough. It was just after the howl resounded and he noticed Kova on top of the Alpha Rock and diverted his path in that direction but wouldn’t be the first to arrive.

          * Sanek was at the Lake of Solace, drinking from a hole he had punctured through the ice. The cold water helped him feel more awake, as he had woken up not too long ago. Having quenched his thirst, he offered a gaze skyward, then turned and started making his way back to the Clearing. Kova’s howl echoed through the forest just as he did so. A meeting? Maybe this time he wouldn’t be late! He started sprinting through the woods, narrowly avoiding trees as he ran.

          * Ophaelos  .ೃ࿐ “No worries, I am just glad to see you both in good health,” Ophaelos simpers. At Fern’s response, he’d hum, his smile loosening perhaps with sympathy. “You will find comfort in the fact that Shakira said that a hunt will be soon, however, that was days ago, so I am unsure just how close the hunt may be,” he tells her. “If I knew you were going to be nosing around yesterday, I would have saved my energy and taken you on my hunt with me yesterday. I managed to hunt a pheasant, and before that, I was able to secure an otter too. The latter, however, was a lot more challenging,” he admits, a rare image of sheepishness present in his eyes if only for a split second. As Grimolf approaches, he would glance toward Fern momentarily to gauge her reaction, but would otherwise sit firmly beside her. Luckily, for her sake, it would seem that Ophaelos’ body was between her and the brute, so he’d hoped that would bring her some sort of comfort. Regardless, a welcoming simper would come across Ophaelos’ face, though his tone was solemn as usual. “Good evening, Grimolf. How have you been? Have you been eating well?” Ophaelos questions, his eyes briefly swaying across the brute’s chest to see if he had filled it out. Considering his lack of rank, he hadn’t been invited on any hunts with the pack but hoped he had been finding some sustenance in the meantime. As Kova calls for a meeting, his gaze would sway among the three wolves. As he gets to his paws, his eyes would land on Grimolf once more. “A meeting is afoot. You are welcomed to sit with us to attend, Grimolf,” he says, his tail swaying momentarily as he looks across the land to the stone. “Are you considering pledging tonight?” *ೃ༄

          * Leora her tail swung happily behind her as she would pace herself quickly to greet Lou with a fond nuzzle. “Hi, Lou!” she said before she made note of the others who started to appear, but then a howl drew her attention entirely. Kova was at the stone, and called a gathering. “Oh!” she’d scamper to nose Lou again before seating herself.

          *CwnAnnwn Silver male noted the small groups of wolves that gathered together near the alpha rock. As he neared the small groups, he noted the arrival of Kova and Rook and watched as the alpha fae climbed the alpha rock and issued her call for a gathering. With the call made, he would find a spot to settle upon his haunches close to the others, leaving space for his mate should she make a late appearance. He watched how the others reacted with on another as he awaited the meeting to begin.

          Maikoh —  He opened his eyes slowly, feeling the softness of the patch of grass beneath his shaggy body. He inhaled deeply and smelt the rich aroma of meat from the hare he killed the other day. He licked his chops and grinned, remembering how he chased and caught the prey with his sharp claws and teeth. He heard a loud howl from the direction of the clearing. He recognized it as Kova, calling for something. He wondered what was going on. Was there a new threat? A big hunt? A special celebration? He got up and shook off the snow and leaves from his pelt, then trotted towards the clearing with excitement. It would not be long before he entered the clearing and sat his haunches down just close enough to the stone to hear what the alphess was saying.

          * Rook 📖  would accompany Kova as far as the stone before he nosed at her and moved to take his place alongside CwnAnnwn. If one such side was obviously favored for the Lorekeeper of herbs, then he’d be keen to chose that which wasn’t. He’d note the others within the clearing and near the stone, Grim especially. A quiet and respectful dip of his nose would be given to Cwn before he too put his attention to the meeting.


          * Fern would look the pitch black brute up and down for a moment while Ophaelos spoke to him, but she did notice he seemed to be trying his hardest to seem friendly, so she would over a quick sway of her tail to that. Though, there was not too much time to chit-chat it seemed as the strong call of a meeting rang in her ears. Quickly picking herself up from her sat position, she would rub her golden frame against Ophaelos’s once more for comfort as she began making her way closer to the Alpha Stone’s foot which they were not quite at as of yet.

          * Saskia nodded in regards to Fern’s statement about Rook’s father. Her gaze turned towards the others entering the clearing and she would offer each one a smile. A deeper smile would be given to Loumacy, however. She turned back towards Ophaelos as he greeted Grimolf, and she was quite proud to watch him invite the scarred brute to their side’s during the gathering, which had just been called by Kova. Saskia would waste no time, and would stand to approach the stone in the center of the clearing. She’d seat herself slowly near it’s flare and glance to her left and right, her gaze settled on Cwn. She didn’t see Rune attached to his side, and would frown. Where was the caretaker? With that thought in mind, she looked around for the black brute she knew as her heart. He was also missing in attendance. She hadn’t seen him in some time and was beginning to worry about his well-being. Not being able to jump from one appearance of wolf to another, Saskia would hold a disciplined gaze upon Kova as she ascended the stone. She would be seated near Ophaelos and Fern, but also keep her ear swiveled for Lou should she decide to join them. The clearing was teeming with life and activity!

          *Kova As the other wolves began to gather after the call for the meeting to take place, she would have shifted her paws beneath her and seated upon the Alpha’s stone. Luckily the day was a little warmer, so was the stone beneath her pads – a quiet relief to her wandering paws as of late. She would offer a bow of her head and a swing of her tail as she began. “Thank you to all who have heeded the call for tonight’s meeting.” she took in the scents therein, and made note of who was present before she’d continue. “I would like to begin with a few points in which to discuss as a whole.” she turned to those present. “Each wolf’s journey to our land is as unique in their own path, as it is to the one joining our fold.” she’d cast her eyes upon each wolf present, but mostly the members. “Ensure that you connect with your mentoree’s, and to share in that journey as well wisdom. Should you need guidance know I am here as well to help offer a page or two.” she gave a smile. “Questions can be asked, always.” she’d add now gazing to any of the Assessments present before looking back to the gathered. Waiting should there be any questions or tones to be offered.

          <Sanek> sped into the Clearing and slowed only when he was halfway to the Alpha Rock so as to not distract those gathered in case the meeting had already started. He wagged his tail and sat a bit closer to the Rock than usual so that he could see what was happening better. He was panting hard from the quick run.

          *Leora she would go big eyed to at all the wolves coming in! So many, she thought just as Saskia had. She saw Sanek emerge into the clearing from the woods and her eyes would light a little brighter. Her tail waved swiftly behind her as she dared to leap in his direction but decorum. She would hear Kova begin to speak and now, she’d listen.

          * Loumacy settled near Saskia but not next to, rather her body gave space for Salem to join her if he so desired. Though she did dip her nose in greet at Ophaelos and Fern before turning her attention to Great Alpha Kova. Thunk thunk thunk went her tail against the earth. Not meaning to make noise, just happy go lucky as she listened to what had to be said. Granted she hadn’t seen her mentor in a while, not sense that incident with Calder, come to think of it where was the brute. Her amber hues began to scan the shadows, wearily. There was worry in her brow.

          * Grimolf’s expression harden at the sight of Ophaelos shielding Fern away from him, it deeply upset him that she’d held such a distrust for the brute despite his best efforts at trying to redeem himself. Lucky for him, Ophaelos replied with his own greeting and some questions ? ‘ Evening . ‘ The brute’s attention shifted onto him . ‘ Just enough to get myself here and there. ‘ That last question regarding food ; Grimolf  expected knowing that he had been living off the small game in the territory for some time now . Both of his ears perked up at Kova’s howl turning his head towards the Rock . ‘ Perhaps . . ‘ he muttered softly falling suit with the rest of the group, as they made their way over to the meeting, leaving the group to find his own spot at their arrival .

          * Calder nestled just within the northern tree line , very close to the ancient forest, the shadowy figure of Calder would be just there. He had heard the call, risen himself and moved as close as his nerves would allow. Perhaps one ear constantly turned to the forest, while another forward to hear the words of what unfolded with the meeting.

          *Cwn He perked as Rook moved to his right side and settled, he gave a respectful bow of his head to the Master of Lore before turning his attention the Kova as she spoke. He had noted that his mentoree was still missing and he found himself wondering if for the second time the wolf he was to mentor had a change of heart and found another path. He glanced to the others as Kova offered an opportunity for questions.

          * Salem looked up as Kova spoke and to the mentorees he could make a note that among them he could pick out his and gave a short nod if only to himself but could also be taken as a nod of acknowledgement to who it was. Seeing an almost row of wolves in front of the rock, Salem found a spot on the other side of Loumacy and gave her a silent nudge in greeting and a short nod to Coneward as well. His attention then would turn to Kova as she directed the rest of the meeting.

          * Loumacy’s gaze halted on the strange wolf that eyed Fern. Her ears perked forward back, laid down and stood up, and soon she followed suite decided to slip away from the stranger and seek comfort from others, but who and where? Just then Calder stepped out out of the forest and Loumacy gave forth a whine, but lucky Salem was there to nudge her in greet and soon she settled back down with her head between her paws looking up to the rock, trying to make herself small…or bush like. The later was more manageable.

          * Kova as all had fallen silent for a moment more, she’d continue. “Our next item to discuss is the north.” her hues momentarily broke to cast her gaze behind her, to the Rogha’s, before looking back to the gathered. Her body language and vocalization would indicate well her intent and fire. “I’ve begun to conjure a plan. We wait no longer for the shadows to collect, gather, and plot. We wait no more for them to harled whatever ill will they wish to seek out to it’s fullest. We wait no more… but we must be careful. Thoughtful.” she’d exude confidence and strength in hopes to lend it to those who where unsure. “Winters grip will soon be released and the rivers and creeks swollen. Without the snows in the valley below, it’ll be easier for us to traverse, but the snow will no doubt still be clinging to the Rogha’s and beyond. I will send out a wolf to scout ahead, beyond our usual territory, to report back on what they find.” she’d cast her eyes once more to the gathered before shifting her weight. If she saw Sanek among the crowd, she’d give him a knowing nod. She’d much to discuss but would have to wait until afterward. “Once we know their position, if it’s given, then we will move to follow. However… ” her tones drifted carefully. “Timing will need to be carefully constructed. Our Lead Guardian will be tending to her new family soon, and she will not be alone.”

          Ophaelos .ೃ࿐ “I shall hope you do,” Ophaelos tells him, his voice quieting slightly as the meeting begins to commence. He’d give him a final lasting look, solemn and perceptive, before he says, “You have grown resilient skin. I am eager to watch it soften the more you grow here, as many of us have.” An earnest dip of his head would be given to the brute before Ophaelos takes a seat at the rock, comfortable among his friends, the pack, and the strange faces that may gather, too. As he listens to Kova speak and offer her tongue, Ophaelos would think for a moment, quiet for the time being. He had some questions, but a glance toward Saskia would be thrown gently, if not unnoticeably, her way. All seemed silent for now as Ophaelos listened closely to Kova’s wisdom, and the plans to come. At the mention of a single wolf sent to scout, a pricking sensation on the back of his nape would ensue, in hopes things go smoothly for whoever is picked for such a task. A part of him was envious, however, that they’d be able to travel so far… returning, of course, but to travel… it was one of few things Ophaelos was ever happy and content doing. *ೃ༄

          * Maikoh: He felt a surge of adrenaline and curiosity as the alphess spoke, never hearing the word “Rogha’s”. He tilted his head slightly, but he kept quiet and remained as polite as he could. He would like to see the land and what would lie beyond it, as he loved adventures. But he wasnt sure, as he was just a Newcomer to the pack.

          * Leora she’d dance her gaze from a few wolves back to Kova, listening. When the next item was discussed she’d feel a hard pit in her stomach. Her paws would pull further into the snows as she wrapped her tail around her slowly. A low breath escaped her, not a whine, but a concerned vocalization. A fear… ? Then her mind fell to her sister and what was to come. Soon, maybe? She did look rather round but she knew nothing of such things, or the time of it all.

          * Sanek he offered a glance to Leora and dipped his head to her with a smile. His heart had stopped pounding as hard by now and he could fully focus on what Kova was saying. She gave him a nod and he ran back her last few sentences in his head, intrigued. He had thought much about the enemy yesterday and was glad that Kova was taking a more active approach in stopping them.

          * Fern’s eyes would stay on Kova when she started speaking but would flicker over to Loumacy when she might have a whine of anguish? But what was wrong she could not tell. Finally her golden eyes settled fully back on the Alpha upon the stone, especially when she began speaking about the dark wolves who came from the north… Her ears pinned, and unlike Leora, she let out a soft whine of her own to release the stress at the thought of the situation on their hands. She’s planning on sending a wolf to scout? How dangerous… None of it seemed like a good idea to Fern, but it truth, fighting back was the only way to win this battle, if only the golden fae understood that.
          * Saskia A knowing look found Ophaelos as Kova spoke of connections and teaching. She knew what she needed to do, and Ophaelos knew where their hearts were in doing so. There would come a time for them to conjoin paths in the near future. The next topic drew her gaze to narrow. She was glad Kova was addressing this issue, especially with her current rank. Before Kova’s gaze had wandered to Sanek, Saskia would draw hers there. He was the scout of the pack, and knew the lands to the north quite well. Returning her gaze to Kova, she’d give a hum of acknowledgement about Fianna’s current state. She hadn’t seen the fae in a couple of days and wondered if she was denning. A soft but resilient gaze found Kova as she spoke; Saskia would have to step up to the plate now with Fianna being out of commission. Not knowing where she was needed more – here with her spirit mother, or out protecting the entire pack. Her heart was torn. She lifted her crown and spoke, “And what is the plan after the area has been scouted?” She knew that if they were to venture North, they would be exposed to not having the home advantage. The Northern wolves would know the land better than them, or would they? A handful of the pack had been to the North last summer, and weren’t ignorant to the map. She didn’t say anything else and waited for Kova to speak her idea.
          * Rook would think upon his own mentee to whom he had given the task of telling a collection of tales he hoped would instill in her the necessary knowledge and investment to become a member of the pack. Although he knew such a task would take time, he had hoped to come across sign of her along his own paths. Time, as ever, would tell… When no question came to Kova’s first order of business, the heavier burden was spoken. Finally, retribution would be had and the way to the north…the way to Nenana would be open. He would feel a familiar rush from his head to his chest and then to his limbs which urged him to move against the will to stay still. Talk of his sister and of others expecting pups would tear at this urge to fight the wolves currently in the pass. He’d look between the lot presently before the stone and wonder just how prepared several of them were. Some he had hunted with, but none he had fought with.
          <Grimolf> nodded at Ophaelos words not needing to reply, but only listen to his words . The scarred brute found somewhere quiet in the gathering not far but not exactly close to anyone . When Kova’s loud voice announced their plans about the north for a split second ; Grimolf’s eyes widen . A involuntary response shook the brute’s frame making him stand out to anyone who happen to glance in his general direction.
          * Cwn He listened as Kova spoke of planning to deal with the wolves to the north. The timing did not work out well from his perspective, normally he would be keen to take on some role in the task ahead, maybe even help with the scouting. Kova’s last comment would provide his reason for not putting himself at the forefront of any scouting task, as much as it provided him incentive to ensure that the wolves were dealt with, it also made him leery to be far from his mate and future kin.
          * Salem nodded to Kova’s decision and her cautionary words to go with them. He glanced around at the wolves present and could see that their numbers too had swelled and he wasn’t sure how many the wolves in the North were up to, but hopefully that would be information that would be brought back. Until then it made sense to not leave themselves undefended at such a vulnerable time.
          * Loumacy lay there listening, picking up bits and pieces. She was unaware of the recent trouble that lurked in the North having spent her days since her return tending to the obstacle course. So quietly she listened and kept her eyes on the giant rock Kova stood upon. Her ears flicked this way and that. The femme put a paw on Salem’s comfort is what she sought. Wolfspirits was the only safe pack she knew.
          * Calder he would watch the wolves, and in particular Loumacy to whom he still owed a great deal to the fae, but his ears drew heavy and forward now to the news of the North. Who would be chosen to scout, he wondered. Cautious indeed and he to would begin to scheme his own thoughts, but much like Cwn, he to had reasons to be close.
          * Kova she’d allow the news of the north fall to those ears and be heard well. Thoughts, emotions and feelings all natural to harbor and share, and to that she’d allow that moment to linger a little more in silence. An ear turned to Saskia and to her question. A dip and firm nod of her head was given. “A fair and just question.” Though she glanced at Sanek, it wouldn’t be announced yet who the scout and chosen would be. “Once the wolf returns back of news, I plan to meet them in the lands beyond our own. Of snow and ice. Of cold, and of area familiar to some. There are several here who have come and gone that way. Some even naming new places out to the north.” she’d recall the trip with Panther, Sanek and Accelia. “I would also task the chosen scout to get the lay of the land and it’s conditions. Conditions we can use to our advantage. To that note, I will not be asking the entire pack to go. Are there any questions before I proceed?”
          * Maikoh: As he listened to the alphess, he had no questions, but a bit of concern. Although, he did not tell the alphess about it, as he wanted to keep it to himself. He understood the plan. He was ready to do anything for the pack, even if he was just a newcomer. He lowered his ears and wagged his tail slightly in agreement. After agreeing, he listened for the alpha’s next message.
          * Fern’s tail curled around her frame as she lowered herself down to a lying position, still clearly attentive to what Kova was saying, but trying to find comfort in herself. She’d give her sun-kissed fur a few grooms over as well, another calming mechanism while the thoughts of danger coming to the pack members that chose to go on the mission ran through her mind. Who would go and who would say..? How long will they be gone for once the scouting is finished? Questions, questions, questions, but they were ones for a later time as it was too early to know for sure. So she stayed silent, other than a few almost whispered whines here and there that were barely audible on purpose.
          * Salem saw the opportunity present itself for the time for questions, and he thought it best to make some of his thoughts known. “How many wolves are there in the North?” He tilted his head slightly and his ears folded back and then relaxed and he righted himself again. He wasn’t sure if there was such an answer yet, but he wouldn’t know unless he asked though the answer wouldn’t sway him more one way or the other it would seem.
          <Grimolf> A dark lingering expression replaced the initial shock staring up at Kova and Saskia . Every single instinct was screaming out to Grimolf to stand up and interfere with the meeting, but he couldn’t move let alone speak . He knew something and it wasn’t just the lands to the North . Both of his ears flattered, as he begrudgingly looked off to the side, refusing to make any decision.
          * Ophaelos .ೃ࿐ His ears would twitch momentarily at the mention of ice, snow, cold… and North. As far as Ophaelos knew, his homeland was but a wasteland, and far away from here, so he knew Kova wasn’t quoting it. However, with that being said, the mentions of such brought back a wash of memories over the brute. Once again, envy… and a reason to settle further into the pack as time ebbs and flows. His eyes briefly swayed among the gathered wolves, curious of who may be picked for such a task. However, he had a feeling the responsibility possibly lay with his mentor beside him. He knew she had visited this place before… if only Ophaelos was around to join them at that time. It sounded like an adventure indeed—one of which seemed challenged by the one that looms over the pack in the current conversation. *ೃ༄
          * Leora she would dart her gaze back from one wolf to another, before being transfixed on Kova’s words. Who…? Who would be chosen, she wondered. Another darting of her eyes to each wolf. She’d feel the density of this task, even before it began. Silent she remained. An ear perhaps turned to where Fern was and noted the distress in the fae. She’d offer her a comforting expression before looking back to Kova – she herself remaining still.
          * Rook Could he see the tepid response from those present or hear it in the silence? Perhaps it was misjudged trepidation. They had been bested by guile before. Who was to say they wouldn’t again? He would not spend more time than necessary on inferring the other’s will or taste to see to resolving the threat in the north. Rook did have questions, but they would wait to hear what the estimated count of their enemy was.
          * Loumacy kept quiet, letting others in the pack take a stand to ask their questions or speak up. She herself remained close to the ground, staring at the Alpha rock, ears swiveling every which way, sometimes towards an actual voice, sometimes towards who knew what.
          * Sanek he was running the plan through his head to get a better sense of how it might look. He had many feelings about it, excitement mixed with unease. It wasn’t clear yet who would be the scout that went to the North, but he had assumed it was himself because the Alphess had glanced at him. It would be strange going to those peaceful lands he had wandered through and had an overall pleasant time in, and instead be part of a difficult mission like this one. If it was someone else that was chosen, he would most definitely meet up with them to discuss how best they should go about it to stay safe.
          <Salem> took in what new information he could in addition to their possible number and would let the meeting continue with a polite nod.
          <Grimolf> The muscles in Grimolf’s face relaxed slightly upon hearing the names of wolves unfamiliar to him . The darkness in his demeanour remained thinking about what hid within the Northern regions and it was bigger than the current threat they faced . If they started scouting north what happens if they uncover it — or even worse attract them with their plot . When he was exiled there were no signs of them, but that was many moons ago . What was there to say that they didn’t move in upon hearing the fighting ? Shaking his head, he mentally told himself off, this was not the time for that . Grimolf must be overthinking and these events are not connected .
          * Saskia The plan thus far was sound and promising. Saskia looked to Salem as he asked their numbers, then back to Kova as she responded. One must never underestimate the power of evil based upon sheer numbers, but Saskia knew her family had a bond of steel which was something she presumed the wolves of North lacked. Her attention drew to Grimolf further away, and she would scrutinize his reaction, but quickly remembered his origin. She knew this was not a conversation he would take comfort in. She then looked to see the faces of the wolves near her. How would the assessments react to the plan? They were valuable in strength and perseverance, and her gaze would settle on her apprentice. She could see the wheels turning in his head by association, and would offer a nosing of reassurance and strength before turning back to Kova.
          <Sanek> he felt some relief at Kova’s estimate of the amount of wolves there were left. Enough to do damage, but not as many as he had imagined. However, they probably had some elaborate plans up their sleeves so it was important to act fast.
          * Rook took no comfort in the number offered and allowed a slow exhaled breath to be taken as if to expel an urge to speak. When he took a breath in, he found that urge unabated… “These wolves are Olc…be it 1 or be it 20, they cannot be allowed the time to devise new devilry with which to overcome the fragile adventure we hold in numbers.”
          * Kova she would give a sure nod to those present, and when Rook offered tone she would give a firm nod of her head. “Agreed” she said in equal measure.
          “So prepare yourselves for soon we head North, for whom I ask to scout will make haste.” she shifted her paws again.
          She would allow her words to be measured still and felt. Reeling on the who and when was still upon her mind but not yet decided.
          “I would like to now open the earth below the stone freely to any who wish to speak or ask questions.”
          *Calder he would listen intently to the others reactions both silent and spoken. Their reactions weren’t lost to him nor the questions. When Kova spoke of potential numbers, he’d incline his head in a nod to agreement. He couldn’t think Kaylus to have more than many more left at her side. Surely not. When Rook spoke and offered tone of Olc, he’d feel the familiar fire within begin to flicker.
          * Ophaelos .ೃ࿐ A moment of silence would pass as he digests the words exchanged throughout. At Kova’s beckon for questions, he’d find his voice, which was solemn but inquisitive. “I know little of the ‘Tellers pack that borders us, though I have come to understand we are peaceful neighbors. I have to ask; are we allies, or simply peaceful? Would it serve us well to make them privy to such dangers, in case Kaylus’ pack directs their attention to them? Does having them residing so close benefit us in any way when it comes to them, or are they not aware of Kaylus and her pack at all?” He’d ask, his questions more pointed than mysterious as they sometimes tended to be. *ೃ༄
          * Saskia Rook’s words would quickly find Saskia’s ears. She nodded firmly, with his words confirming her own thoughts – no underestimates. Ophaelos’s question would catch her attention and she would perk an ear or both. That was a great question, thought internally Saskia had her own formulated opinion on whether or not an alliance should be formed with the ‘tellers. Saskia knew little about them even if she’d met a couple of them. Privacy was important to her for her family, then again this was a life or death situation. Her gaze shifted towards Kova and might have even glanced towards Rook for obvious reasons.
          * Sanek Rook made a good point, that no matter the numbers, they should not allow any advantage or they could face the consequences of inaction. When Ophaelos spoke, he listened carefully to the questions he presented, because he didn’t know the answers to some of them himself. He hadn’t yet formally met with the wolf but planned on doing it soon.
          * CwnAnnwn He listened to the conversation silently, his thoughts having settled on how to ensure the safety of his mate and future offspring. He knew he would need to find balance between ensuring their safety and ensuring that his decisions did not cause the injury or loss of any other member should he find himself absent from a fight he would be better suited for.
          * Kova she would turn her ears towards Ophaelos as he would offer questions and point. Her gaze had momentarily drawn to her court, but then back to Ophaelos. “Peaceful and respectful of each others boundaries, this is true.” she’d begin before she would allow another moment to pass before responding to the later questions. “One of their own, their scout, came and aided us during the first attack.” recalling now who had remained in the north when Leora was taken. Summit had not lingered long and often secluded so it was understandable if his presence was missed entirely. “They know a good deal from what we shared when the scout was here. However, I would not wish to involve them further than already having had a paw in already. I would offer warning for them, should we fail, but I would not invite them to a quarry that is not theirs to deal with. I wish no trouble for them, so I will invite none to their door, but I will offer them insight and from there, allow them whatever choice they wish.”
          * Rook A measure of peace followed after the seeming acceptance to his warning, but then came a question he had half expected not to come. Rook was curious as to the nature of the questions as he was to the perception given to the pack to the east. He had his own secrets to keep, but he asked his questions regardless…”What would be the difference in your mind between the two terms? Friendly…allies…they likely do not plot our demise but enjoy the temporary buffer we provide. I will tell you what you likely do not know…their new alpha is a firm believer of reciprocal exchange. I have reason to believe they know of the danger and have already prepared…Their scout was the one to save my sister and will have already delivered news. Kova speaks wisdom…unless you have something to offer, do not invite them into your affairs.” Perhaps a tinge of protectiveness came through in his voice? The Tellers were his kin after all.
          * Leora she would look between her brother then Ophaelos. Interesting questions indeed. She hadn’t seen the tellers pack in full, only Summit so far, the name she was to call for aid. She kept quiet beside Lou, as her mind would reel with all the ‘what ifs’.
          * Ophaelos .ೃ࿐ “I see, that is much I figured,” he replied, humming. At Rook’s words, his ear would turn in his direction. “From where I used to hail, peaceful and allies had very large differences. I simply wished to know that, if things went severely awry, that they would either keep their noses clean or help us. I do not wish to invite others to our own war, like anyone else here, but considering their closeness in our border, it is a concern I had nonetheless—for our safety, and theirs. That is all,” he replies calmly. His mind would wander momentarily, however, as he thinks more about Kova’s words. A scout had visited? How much had Ophaelos missed while under that strange powders’ spell? As soon as the thought crossed his mind, he would speak again. “Forgive me, I have one last question for you, Alphess. Did we ever figure out what that orange substance was that made us lose consciousness?” *ೃ༄
          * Sanek what little he knew of the relations between this pack and the Tellers, both what Rook and Kova said sounded sensible. He had never actually met with anyone from the pack as far as he remembered and was curious as to what the wolves there were like, especially the scout. When Ophaelos spoke of some orange powder he tilted his head, confusion evident on his features.
          * Loumacy perhaps it was wondered why the odd femme stared so intently at the rock, but such an answer would have to wait til another time as soon her eyelids drew shut, her form grew heavy and like the bush her coat represented she soon slept soundly among pack and friends. For whatever reason the stress of the topic at had did not suite her well, but then again who knew what happened to her while she had been away from pack lands.
          * Kova she would usher a flick of her tail tip in thought before giving a nod of her head to his offered words and question. She would dip her nose lightly before responding in kind.”Not yet. But I have saved some for our Lead Caretaker and when she has had the moment to properly look at it, then we should have an answer.” she shifted her hues towards Cwn a moment, then back towards Ophaelos with light but curious eyes.
          * Saskia Both Kova and Rook’s answer did not come as a surprise to Saskia, though there was a moment where her ears swiveled towards Rook’s protective tone. She knew they were his kin, but the question was well-given and quite frankly, needed. Saskia had been here long enough to see the group settle in the East, and had even accompanied Kova to and fro to speak with the alpha of the pack. The two families were already intertwined, and Saskia would even go as far to say that they were graciously gifted their land by Kova. The debt had been repaid, though. This mystery scout had aided the pack in retrieving Leora and that was more than enough to suit in Saskia’s eyes.
          Nonetheless, as stated, Saskia valued the privacy of the pack and would rather not have another debt to repay should they invite the ‘tellers into battle. Everyone was as it should be – for now. Saskia quietly listened and formed her own opinions just as the others.
          * Salem listened as he found new bits of information to gnaw on mentally later. An orange substance with adverse side effects? He took note of that and would avoid anything that looked out of the ordinary. Just to be on the safe side. It made sense that another pack should be aware of the threat nearby but that they might not offer their own neck if not the same done for them.
          * Fern finally picked up her head from grooming to gaze up to the Alpha Stone, up to Kova. She would address in a clear manner but weary tones if no one else had anything to say for now. “Did you come to a conclusion on why… Why they attempted to take Leora..? And only her?” She spoke with cautious and quiet tones, knowing the sensitive subject she was stepping through. “It just doesn’t make sense…” She added in a hush voice, but seemingly only for herself this time. Softened golden eyes would wander to the fae herself, just to gauge Leora’s reaction and see if she was okay first. “You said these wolves you have encountered once before, yes? Do you know what their goal was the first time? Was it clear?”
          *Rook would dip his nose in acknowledgment to Ophaelos’ answer and offer lightly *”Then I’d wager that where you’re from the word “peaceful” does not mean as it does elsewhere, unless I am mistaken and it is laced with deceit. I will assure you as much as I know and tell you a truth for free: They likely do not seek our end. I do not think it would benefit them more than having us here.”* Rook wasn’t a mind reader and so could not respond to inner monologues beyond recalling his private conversations with Phoenix concerning the unclaimed lands to the east. When Fern asked a pertinent question, he would look to Kova. Would she say what they spoke of? Would she speak of their assertions?
          * Kova she drew her ear towards the tones of Fern and then to her question. All fair questions thus far, so she’d give a simple but light nod. “I do not know their entire scheme. I can only guess from past actions of and from similar wolves.” she would give a swift glance towards Leora as well before turning to Fern. She’d allow this moment of lore to be shared with the gathered now for she knew not all had known or had pieces that where shared among many others, but not all at once. She’d offer in more carefully placed words, if only to ensure she’d make connections where she felt the strongest to be. “Should you remember and recall the story of Olc in our Lore Masters stories as he mentioned earlier then you might have the foundation of thought I’ve arrived to. I believe they are after a particular goal and need a certain wolf for it. That goal is to see any light be ended, but the why has yet to be revealed… truly.” She herself only had her own speculations. Thoughts. Reasons. But she had no proof of any of what Kaylus truly wanted. Only words from her and key quotes. Only what she could piece together from past conversations is what she had to go from.
          * Leora she could feel as though all eyes where upon her. She felt her frame slowly slink back and while they continued to speak, further she started to inch herself towards the forest. She’d dart there if she didn’t feel it entirely rude to do so. Decorum. Decorum. Her light hues fell between each wolf swiftly, carefully, and with a gaze that conveyed guilt. To her, all this seemed as though it was her fault and blame. Though she’d been told it not to be, she couldn’t help but feel that way. Any who looked her way, might notice her eyes darting around and scooting backwards inch by inch.
          * Fern couldn’t help but release a pained expression when she noticed Leora sink back in her frame. How sorry she felt for asking the question that had been swirling in her mind now. She didn’t mean to bring all the attention onto the poor fae at all! But it had already been done, and her sorrowful hues stuck to her face as she looked back to Kova, giving her a soft nod before pulling back her own frame from the spotlight.
          <Sanek> he looked to Leora and noticed she seemed frightened? Nervous? He couldn’t tell. His eyes were filled with concern for what she might be feeling. In his eyes, Leora was still a pup. All this talk about the wolves that wished to cause her harm.. it must be tough to know she was being targeted like this. He didn’t know what the fae was actually thinking, and the guilt she was feeling.
          * Saskia Agreement was to be had with Rook’s truth. She didn’t think the eastern wolves would benefit from their defeat if it was to be had. The question was; would they be inconvenienced enough to aide WolfSpirits in their burden should it come to it? This was important, and it was something that could set an aura between the two packs for many moons to come. It was a question that lingered in the air. What would WolfSpirits do if the ‘tellers were in this current state? Would we side them? Could we expect them to side us if we wouldn’t in turn? Simply speculations and what ifs. If they were anything like the stone brute, Saskia had no doubt that if it came to it, they would not shy away from the sword. Fern’s question caused an immediate look to Leora. She didn’t think this was a conversation for the ears of the victim, though wouldn’t object since Kova seemed open to the discussion. She would take in what information could be given and nod. Perhaps, this ire ran deeper in blood than Saskia know. Saskia knew of the Olc and the seed and the song. She turned to Rook once more. Had he come to a decision on whether or not he’d be venturing east? She remembered overhearing him and Fianna discussing these things on the descent down from the laboratory.
          * Grimolf was awfully quiet . He was watching and listening intently to everything that was being discussed, it hit far too closely to home . The scarred brute would keep his opinions or facts to himself scared that even shedding light on it would bring out the other half of him . No more fighting, no more killing, he was staying far away from this situation as possible . He wouldn’t and couldn’t go down that path again . Golden orbs darted back and forth between the pack members hearing each of them speak . Hopefully such talks of fighting would eventually pass .
          * Ophaelos .ೃ࿐ A quiet look would be changed to Rook, one of agreeance to leave it off there. Indeed, Ophaelos’ definition of peaceful was perhaps not the same as others. The language barrier that he struggled with every now and again had imposed itself in situations like these all too often. The idea of peace was not enacting war or baring fangs at one another, but simply co-existing, unless something imposed itself to no longer maintain that energy. A simple rule of keeping to yourselves and the properties you own, and never crossing that line. Allies, on the other hand… were family, willing to die for your kin, and putting theirs on the line for it. The question of whether or not the ‘Tellers would aid if the regrettable happens, and if they themselves would be okay, was something Ophaelos had to confirm. Satisfied with his answers on the matter, however, he was content staying quiet for now and listening to Fern’s question, and Kova’s answers for it, too. A sympathetic glance thrown toward Leora wouldn’t be missed by Ophaelos, either. *ೃ༄
          * Kova she would give a dip of her head to Fern and would welcome any and all questions. She’d wish the fae not to feel sadden but she’d pick up the fae’s gentle heart and the intentions she brought. She gave Fern a knowing but kind look before peering to Leora. She’d note the fae’s demeanor before she offered to her a light expression as well.
          “In time, we will know. So for now, we will plan, scout ahead, and gather what we can and I will rally those who will join us northward to see it’s end. I hope in a weeks time. Sound questions, thank you.” her paw gently stomped the stone before she would shift her weight. If only to allow any lingering questions to be asked.
          “Before I conclude tonight’s meeting, I would ask are there any who wish to approach the stone to speak?”
          *Salem listened to Fern’s question but his gaze didn’t follow everyone else’s until he saw what they were looking at. Though he couldn’t feel the emotions of what the young fae felt, his heart did skip a beat when he heard that she had been taken. It didn’t paint a full picture yet for him, but he would aid in what ways he knew he could in the Pack’s safety. But since he had nothing to add, he let his silence answer and free the floor for anyone else.
          * Grimolf —  ‘ I would . ‘ Grimolf’s voice spoke up from the remaining crowd standing up to face the Alpha Rock . Everything was counting on this moment all his sacrifices and time spent here in the Wolf’s Spirit had led him to this very moment . He took a deep breath and started his slow descent up the stone climbing upwards the Alphaess and the others that sat atop it . ‘ I, Grimolf, pledge myself to you and your pack, if you’d have me . ‘ The scarred brute’s tail would tuck between his legs before he lowered his frame into a small bow .
          * Kova her hues fell to the tones of another, and Grimwolf would appear from among the gathered group. She would draw her ears forward and watch him approach the Alpha’s stone. Should he make an attempt to actually walk up it, to get closer to her, then her reaction would simply to be to turn and meet him and give a low breath and would step a few paces forward if only to usher him off the stone. The stone would be for the Alpha’s and Beta’s, something he most likely knew not of, a lesson for later but her cutting him off would prevent him from going much further. When he would offer his pledge, she’d watch him with careful but understanding hues. He’d already had a long journey, and his heart willed to keep going with their path. “As a Pledge of WolfSpirits, Grimwolf, you will know the ways of our creed, rules and you will become close and grow alongside those who you wish to call family and pack. Your journey has already been as it has. Pledgeship is for you to know truly in your heart you wish to call us home..” she’d not rehash what had come to pass already, but there was a heart willing to have a place to belong and she’d not deny that for now. “As you have pledged yourself before the pack now, then, I would have the privilege’s to name you Pledge of WolfSpirits, Grimwolf.” her paw rose and she’d stomp the stone.
          *Rook  would turn his attention to Grim’s chosen moment to begin his journey toward membership. It was a beginning, yes…a beginning but he could not truthfully say he was not happy to see it finally happening. What had occurred before this was of the lad’s own doing and could only be classified as atonement. Finally, with something to celebrate, Rook would stamp his paw in response to Grim’s pledgeship.
          * Leora she would look towards the others and when Grimwolf approached the stone to now pledge himself to the pack, she would settle herself just a little bit behind from where she originally sat. When Grimwolf was named pledge, she would give a soft stomp of her paw for him. Her eyes light and welcoming to him. All should feel such when they pledged
          <Sanek> Grimolf was another wolf he had yet to formally meet. He wondered what the pack’s reaction would be to his pledgeship since he had heard mainly about unpleasant encounters. Perhaps he had learned since then? Or maybe what he had heard was untrue, or exaggerated. It seemed his desire to join the pack was true, though, so he offered a howl for journeys yet to come.
          * Saskia would give a another nod towards Kova’s conclusion, and would quietly glance around to see if there were any other questions. Would anyone approach the stone for an important speech? After a moment, she’d return her gaze to her paws. When Grimolf chose to come forward, Saskia would be surprised. A wolf of recluse was Grimolf, but she was glad to see him taking strides to be included. Saskia knew of his journey to the East and of the North, mostly the latter. She’d heard of the talking owl and some of hardships therein. She knew little of his past, but much of his temperament… this said, she would never not be happy with the start of a chosen path. No tones would come from her heart, but a light stamp of her paw and a satisfied hum would resonate in her throat. “I knew you could do it..” A simple, subtle whisper came from her maw, unintentionally. She had faith in his heart. Saskia would quietly wait for the rest of Kova’s conclusion. Salem —  perked his ears when a dark furred wolf stepped forward and he only knew of his scent from proximity but could now link the two together when greeting this wolf and while he would have to wait for his own meeting with this wolf, he stomped his paw sending it past the layer of snow to the Earth just waiting to bloom underneath.
          * Rikiwulf  The little wolf had been resting within the clearing not having paid much mind until the moment she had opened her little eyes.  She would lift her gaze, looking around the clearing to see a rather large gathering of wolves before her. She was confused though wondered if another pack meeting had been afoot.  She wondered this as she stood up, quietly trotting over as to not disturb the proceedings before taking a seat wherever possible.
          * Ophaelos .ೃ࿐ It would seem his question would go answered tonight, as Ophaelos watches Grimolf pledge himself to the pack and Kova’s acceptance of the matter. It was only some months ago that Ophaelos remembered Kova chasing him off of one of these meetings for his disrespectful temperament. He knew the brute had a long way to go if he were to mellow out enough to progress further into the pack, but this milestone alone was a very large achievement. Ophaelos saw this clearly. In celebration, Ophaelos would stamp his paw for the new member. The pack seemingly grows ever more… *ೃ༄
          * Fern would look up once again with a thoughtful but a bit confused expression when Grimolf asked to pledge. Was it a step in the right direction? She didn’t exactly know.. at least he shall be held to higher standards now with the new rank, but no one’s exactly going to make him be less grumpy but himself, that’s just something he’ll have to learn along the way. When it was set in stone with Kova’s words Fern offer a ferm stamp of her paw as well for the new Pledge. Was it a bit of a reluctant one…? Maybe…

          * Grimolf stood in front of the Alpha’s stone, he spoke firm pledging his true allegiance to the Wolf Spirit’s pack remaining bowed in front of the stone, it was a crude display from where she stood, but still warranted respect for the Alphaess . Grimolf felt his gaze soften hearing her words and the way of the creed . He dared not speak until she finished speaking . ‘ You honour me . ‘ For the first time in a long time, Grimolf’s voice sounded — sincere ? It had finally paid off even with the heart-ships. Although, he couldn’t hear Saskia form where he stood Grimolf noticed that same expression from the last meeting, she was definitely proud of him . The newly pledged Grimolf would step away from the stone returning into the crowd of wolves .

          * Kova she would give a knowing and welcoming nod to Grimwolf as he would be welcomed into the fold as a pledge. Though his path was rough, he found within himself forgiveness and a new path to tred. Her paws would press into the stone and there she’d rise to all fours before she would dip her head to each wolf present.
          “That will conclude tonight’s meeting. I thank each of you for joining, for your questions, and for your coming strength. I shall call upon another meeting, to set forward north, and until then rest and let us hunt together and provide for one another.”
          She lifted her paw up and stomped the stone. She’d allow another moment more upon it’s surface before she turned and began to descend it and leap off just to the side.


          Pack Meeting #213

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          Meeting Notes

          March 30th, 2023

          • Rune is now Lead Caretaker of WolfSpirits
          • Fianna is now Lead Guardian of WolfSpirits
          • Saskia becomes Guardian of WolfSpirits
          • Kova and Rune become Spirit Sisters
          • Fianna and Saskia become Spirit Mother and Daughter
          • Fianna announces she’s expecting a litter this season
          • Panther and Sanek become Spirit Brothers
          • Rikiwulf becomes Pledge
          • Tide (Mystic Rain) becomes Pledge
          Number Of Wolves Present


            +Fern +Ophaelos +Rowan +Ragaire
            Leora Grimwolf Shukie Maikoh

            Pack Meeting Begins

            <Kova> Her path would take her in the direction of the Alpha’s stone with a swiftness that carried her for now was the time for their calling. Her paws lithe, ears forward and eyes observant to who was around and make a mental note of each.

            As she reached the stone she’d gently leap to it’s surface and head to its end where her paws would reach the rocks edge. There, she would rise her head up and let loose a low howl. A calling for a gathering.



            ⊰✲ Rune approaches the Clearing’s southeastern corner, the scents of some other wolves brought to her nose. Kova and Fern’s scents somewhere to the northeast. She couldn’t be sure which direction they were headed in, but Rune elects to stay the course and continue into the Clearing, padding slowly towards the Alpha Rock. It would quickly become clear to her that the day’s warmer weather and greater amounts of sunlight had brought together much of the pack. Her ears perk to the small figures of wolves peppered across the space in front of her. For now, there seemed to be nothing dramatic occurring, and thus, Rune would continue at a leisurely pace towards Alpha Rock. ✲⊱

            <CwnAnnwn> He was tavelling through southern sections of the hunting grounds and could now see the trees that bordered the hunting grounds and clearing. He was keeping a steady pace until the sound of the alpha faes call for a gathering reached him. He quickened his pace, it would not be long before he would reach the trees and begin weaving his way between them on his way to the gathering.

            <Leora> the yearling hadn’t been far from the clearing and even more so wolves started to come in after she heard a howl. She was busy working up the course real nice n pretty! Oh man, this was going to be fun. It was there, hark, the howl and call for a gathering and so she would swiftly drop (literally) what she was doing and bound out of the eastern woods towards the clearing!
            When she reached the openness, she looked around swiftly. She’d see her brother and sister near a gathered few but would she notice Daithi? Ragaire? Anyone else? Surely so! She would bound over to the gathered but seemed to head in Kova’s direction knowing what the call meant.
            <Saskia> The brown fae would hear the call to a meeting, and would turn to see Kova approaching the alpha stone. She’d turn back to the small gathering group and would hum before trotting towards the Northern edge of the rock, seating herself close to the stone. She’d quietly glance around to see who was about.
            <Panther>The brute had previously left the carcass, and now he would be entering the clearing. Unaware of the newcomer that had come up on the carcass, he would keep on padding towards the Alpha Rock, having heard a howl – likely a signal for a meeting. His gaze scanning the area as he made his way in from the eastern treeline.
            <Fern> ears swiftly shot up to the sound of a howl, and close by. Her paws began to hurry faster, up to a quick paced trot as if she was going to miss anything by not being at the stone right on time! She would glance to her left, down south to see Rune taking a more laid back approach. Oh my gosh! Rune’s alive~ Fern gave an excited wave of her tail to the ivory fae before continuing on with determined strides. Of course, she would offer her signature gentle chuff to the ones out there already before her.
            <Fianna>would look to Saskia, and for the fae’s sake more than anything else, feeling the nuzzling the fae had done earlier as if belatedly, she allowed her demeanor to relax a small bit, perhaps noticing her brother heading their way as well.
            Before she could speak again, Grimolf startled her with his next words, and the sentiments conveyed therein. She blinked, head tilting and took a moment to consider what lay beneath his words. This. This was the most obvious attempt and sign of change she had seen. It would not be unanswered.
            “I am glad you have returned unhurt, Grimolf, I do not wish any ill, unless they truly hurt my home, Kin, or pack. “If you do not mean ill then I have no further quarrel with you.” She offered in a blunt but slightly softened way. “I accept your apology, and I am glad for it, but know that I let action speak louder than words. At least within our pack..” Fianna would perk to Kova’s howl.
            “It seems a meeting has been called, ” She offered curiously. She’d offer Saskia a knowing glance and her tail swayed some.
            “You are welcome to join us and sit nearby if you wish.” She turned to offer Grimolf, trying, now for his sake as well as Saskia’s, to let things smooth over, if only a little.
            She would spot Ragaire as soon as the young one could be spotted and she’d chuff to the fae, worry wrinkling her brow. “Ragaire would be a good one to apologize to as well.” She offered lightly to Grimolf, then, carefully, she’d press her nose to his shoulder and depart toward the stone, leaving him to decide if he’d like to join, gesturing for Riki as well, if she’d like.
            <Sanek> had fallen asleep just on the outskirts of a Clearing, but the loud howl had caused him to stir. His head rose sleepily, his eyes half-closed, looking like he was about to sneeze. Instead he shook out his fur and slowly rose to his paws to heed the call to gather. As he neared the stream he eyed it wondering if the ice was still enough to hold his weight. Carefully, he placed his forepaws on the very edge of the stream and used them to push himself off into a long leap to the other side. His hindlegs barely skimmed the ice on the other side but otherwise his landing was quite graceful. He continued forth towards the Alpha Rock.
            <Rook>  Well, a few things would happen in the intervening moments that would ultimately lead him to turn from his present course toward Fianna and the others. The two simplest events were a capitulation of sorts from Grim…a withdrawal of form and his sister’s response to such. The other was simply his court’s call for a meeting. Time ticked on, and he’d not hold up the proceedings any further for things that should take place outside of it. Rook would turn and make his way toward the circle of wolves stationing themselves near the Alpha’s rock and would sit back upon his haunches to hear and observe news of the pack’s progression.
            <Rikki> Riki wouldn’t pay much mind to the conversation between Grimolf and Fianna though a loud howl would reach her ears, upon Fianna’s explanation the little wolf would gasp. She understood now, maybe this was how she could join the pack? With that in mind the adolescent nods following after Fianna and Saskia with an eager mind towards the Alphas Stone. She was more then excited to see how this gathering may go.
            <Rowan> had found herself further into the hunting grounds last night, and she had continued her venture towards the clearing in the early morning. Now, she would likely be at a vantage where she could watch the unfamiliar wolf and what seemed to be Ophaelos darting towards the clearing. She hummed softly, perhaps she also noticed the howl? Either way, she would pick up her pace and trot quickly after the pair of wolves – and the clearing.
            <Rune> ⊰✲ The Caretaker licks her nose apprehensively, there were far more wolves up ahead than she had originally anticipated. Kova’s howl confirmed the thought she had begun to form, glad that there was nothing of dire concern bringing the pack together. Taking stock of who was within the Clearing, Rune looks for her mate. Upon seeing that the brute was not there she settles on her haunches to the south of the rock, dipping her head to Kova. Every time she took note of a wolf, a new one appeared, flocking to the Clearing in droves. At the sight of Fern, Rune dips her head to the pearl-colored fae, offering a chuff in return. Once again, a passing gesture, but very little in the way of passing knowledge. She still had much to teach Fern and Fern had much to learn. ✲⊱
            <Kova> her hues would drift to each wolf who was present within the clearing. She would take a mental note of each wolf who had heeded the call and morphed out of the woods. “Thank you everyone for attending this evenings proceedings and meetings call.” she dipped her head to each of the wolves she would count. Her ears were forward and eyes locked ahead now scanning each wolf. Her hues would befall the caretaker Rune. She swung her tail and smiled lightly before chuffing to her to step forward. “Rune, will you please come forward”
            <CwnAnnwn> Silver male slipped into the clearing from a spot slightly east-northeast of the alpha rock, eyes scanning the clearing to see whom was present, noting those who were there and those who were arriving just as he was. One wolf stood out, his mate. Tail swaying happily behind his frame, he trotted towards her, nodding to those he passed on his way. Before he could reach the fae, Kova called her forward. Head tilted slightly, he would reach the spot that she was settled at before settling himself, curious about what she had been called up for.
            <Calder> he had been just outside the southern edges of the clearing, having begun to make his way back into the fold when he heard the howl just at the fringe. His paws quickened and the pace would spurr him forward and into the open expanse to see that he’d just slipped in, in time to hear the call and now the gathered. He’d look among them all and seeing his mate, he’d close the distance swiftly to her. A nosing was offered but he’d seat himself proper.
            <Ragaire>  was off to the back of the group that was forming, though she would have not yet found a place to plunk her hindquarters down. She was pacing and hovering around the edge of the gathering group, wanting to avoid a few of the wolves present. Ugh, Rune, her momma, and that creepy, scarred, staring-contest-losing black brute were all here! How was she supposed to stay away from all of them, huh? How inconsiderate of them, it was like they were in cahoots with each other. She watches as all of the wolves settle slowly. Her amber eyes perk up momentarily and her tail wags when she sees her puppa, but it doesn’t take long for her to remember that he was also in cahoots. As Kova begins to speak, Ragaire finds a spot to the west of the stone, sitting just close enough to hear what was going on.
            <Fern> Wait a minute… Is that Grimolf-? Her golden hues narrowed in on the dark brute before she forced them away. Nope! Nope! Don’t even look.. For the stars above, she hoped it wouldn’t turn out like the last time Grimolf was at a meeting, he must have changed for the pack to even consider letting him join in one again, right? Oh well, she’ll just have to deal with it. She would have found her seat before Kova started speaking, probably near Saskia or someone she knew best of course if they weren’t already crowded, but after comfortably in her place she would listen closely as Kova called on her mentor’s name.

            <Rune>For a moment, Rune was surprised, not expecting to be called forward. However, it was just for a moment, as her memory wound its way backwards to a moment shared between herself and Kova some months ago. Her tail wags lightly as she rises to her paws, approaching the large stone at the center of the gathered wolves. The Caretaker pauses before the rock, remaining on her paws and looking up towards her Alpha with a soft expression.

            <Panther> As Panther trotted closer to the Alpha Rock, he would spot his mate. Immediately, he would head over to her, seating himself next to her as Rune was called up. He’d nose her shoulder, then focus on the meeting.
            <Kova> When Rune approached the stone, she would dip her head with admiration for the fae and had taken stock of how she looked and fared. Hoping she was well, she knew she’d be told otherwise. “Rune, I call you before the stone with admiration in my heart and with a humble request.” she would feel her paws hold firm to the stone. “For many moons, you have been this packs caretaker. You’ve led, guided, healed and tended to the pack and it’s man wounds over the years. Your knowledge is immeasurable as is your heart for this pack. You’re attention and your devotion is like no other, and I would like to ask you, Rune Caretaker of WolfSpirits, if you would do us the honor of continuing to lead and guide, with the role of Lead Caretaker.”
            <Leora> the yearling would’ve seen her brother and sister among the crowd and le-gasp. Was that Ragaire!? Oh! Her expression seemed so excited, so happy, and changed to see so many gathered. She knew the rules, and she knew the decorum and would silently but swiftly speed her way towards the direction of her brother and sister and Ragiare. If there was a spot she’d squeeze in and seat herself like a little marshmallow.
            <Rowan> would be a few lengthy strides away from the two males, though considering she was trailing behind them, they likely wouldn’t notice her presence. Her tail swayed as she continued to trot along behind them, if they were stopped then she *may* catch up before they began towards the clearing again.
            * Sanek he saw Panther join those gathered, and if his gaze happened to meet his he would offer a smile, remembering what they had talked about. This glance would be brief, though, and his attention was right back on Rune. His head tilted in curiosity, having never heard the term ‘lead Caretaker’. Perhaps this meant there could be more than one herb wolf?
             <Rune> Surprise again, but this time a surprise that prompts Rune to lift her posture. “The WolfSpirits pack has guided me and healed me more than I can express, and to be this pack’s Caretaker has been an honor. I humbly accept the role of Lead Caretaker and look forward to continuing to protect our path forward.” She dips her head, tail swaying gently behind her. Lead Caretaker… how far she had come.
            <Fianna> wouldn’t mind Grimolf following them, “of course, that sounds a fine a plan.” She’d have responded to him and she would have found a place among the group as the meeting got started. When she saw Ragaire see them, and choose to sit somewhere else her heart would fall and yet she knew perhaps her daughter needed time, after the news was shares.. Yet it ached all the same. She would nuzzle into Calder when he’d arrive as well, her eyes moving to Grimolf occasionally, but mostly curious as Rune was called up. Her suspicions were proved correct with Kova’s next words and she’d feel her tail begin to sway, happy and heart full for the caretaker. It was well placed, the lead role for Rune had tended them all many many times. She would ready her howl for the high rank! Quietly she’d listen for the opportunity to celebrate.
            <Rook> would nose at his little sister and look to the others surrounding the fray. The bean counter, Grim, would be met with Rook’s gaze as he counted those that had interrupted meetings past. Had he caught an exchanged look between Grim and Fern? Would it matter? Rook would depart from his little sister’s side and move to sit directly beside Grim like a father in church just waiting. Here, he’d stomp his paws to the earth below for Rune. He wondered if the others would finally acknowledge her mastery of herb lore or if WebMD would remain the vogue.
            <Kova> As Rune would accept the position, she would smile and wave her tail ever so softly behind her. A humbleness held true in her heart and her eyes for the fae and the knowledge she’s shared for the pack and with the pack. “You honor me and WolfSpirits, Lead Caretaker of WolfSpirits.” her head dipped and she’d gently paw the stone before she’d rise her muzzle skyward and let loose a low, deepened howl. One that would sing the congratulations for such an advancement for Rune, their Lead Caretaker. As her song would lyrically twist into the sky with a beautiful harmonic, it eventually would settle into the far distance with those who added theirs, to. “Rune, will you please remain here for a moment more.”
            <Saskia>Saskia hummed as Fern and Panther approached, and would nose both. She’d nuzzle her mate compassionately before licking Fern’s cheek softly. “Hello, you two.” She whispered. As Rune came forth to the stone, she’d be curious as to what she was being called for. When the fae was named Lead Caretaker, she would stamp her paw firmly and wag her tail. Such a fitting promotion! When she was called to remain, Saskia would listen.
            <Calder>he would listen to the proceedings and when the first event was named and howled, he would offer a howl as well for Rune. He thought a very fitting and fine role for the fae.
            <Grimolf> It was no secret that Grimolf looked EXTREMELY out of place here. The scarred brute was looking left to right trying his best not to be — himself ? That’s when he raised his expression at the sight of Rook walking over towards him, taking his place directly beside him. ‘ Lore master ? ‘ he questioned not knowing why Rook went out of his way to sit by him of all wolves.
            <Rikiwulf> The little wolf followed closely behind Fianna, keeping close to her, feeling safe with the kind guardian fae. She would choose to stay beside Fianna though keeping a close enough distance so she could stay beside her mate. She sat still, staring up at the Alphas Stone, watching as the caretaker got her promotion of sorts, she felt an overwhelming sense of happiness for this wolf, an unknown wolf to her but she could tell the wolf seemed well loved. The little wolf remained quiet, making sure to remain as respectful as possible while she sat still.
            <Fianna> A howl was lead by the Alphess and so Fianna would join in the song! Her tail..swayed and if if she was close enough to Leora, she would nuzzle lick the fae’s shoulders and muzzle briefly. Trying to catch Ragaire’s eye. She would tilt her head and offer beseeching eyes that said I miss youuuu to the fae, even as she perked to Kova’s next words.
            <CwnAnnwn> Silver male listened as Kova spoke to Rune about the role of Lead Caretaker, his heart swelling with pride for his mate, he knew that she well and truly deserved the role now being bestowed upon her. When Kova named her as Lead Caretaker and howled for her, he tilted his head back and let out a howl of congratulations for his heart, his voice full of pride and happiness for the fae. He lowered his head, his voice fading as Kova asked Rune to remain for a moment longer.
             <Rune> paws do not move, and her tail continues to sway behind her as she watches Kova. The ivory wolf nods her head to Kova’s request, remaining at the base of the stone.
            <Panther> His tail swayed as he listened to the Alphess, he’d nuzzle mate, dipping his head. “Hello, dear.” He offered in hushed tones, dipping his head to Fern as well. He hadn’t even noticed her approach, he offered an apologetic smile. Panther looked back over, offering a howl, and a stomp of his paw.
            <Sanek> once Kova let loose her howl he joined in with a song raised to the sky for Rune, expert on herbs and hardworking packmember, from Caretaker to the noble position of Lead Caretaker.
            <Rune> ⊰✲ Her eyes scan the wolves around her, noting a few that had filtered in quietly since Kova’s howl. One of the wolves present was Rook, whose own promotion to the lead of his rank spoiled by insubordinate quarreling. She felt sorry for the brute, her own advancement seemingly going without interruption. ✲⊱
            <Fern> would definitelyyyy not look at Grimolf once more, keeping her mind and eyes forward like he wasn’t even there. A joyful grin would appear on her maw for Rune as she picked up her head to join in the chorus of congratulations for the new position. Wow! To be lead of anything must be an amazing feeling, and she was happy that Rune got to experience that tonight. Her tail continued to beat at a comfortable pace when Kova asked her to remain at the stone, definitely curious on why.
            <Kova> As Rune remained at the stone, she would slowly turn to descend it as she had done in a previous meeting. The howls and calls of joy for Rune would be heard and her heart would swell a little more. When she reached the base of the stone she strode up to Rune and gave her a swift, but knowing nuzzle. “Rune, I would like to also ask at this meeting, an honorable request.” her tail gave a single sway then stilled. “I have known you for many moons. Since I’ve known you, there’s always been an unspoken connection with one another. A bond. I would love if the honor could be mine, if you would accept my Spirit Bond request to be my sister.”
            <Rook> Rook hadn’t lost sight of those things that truly mattered. This wasn’t a grudge toward the brute, this was a way to ensure that those who might egg him on were accounted for and held accountable. When those that would consciously pay the brute no mind did so, then he gave Grim a sidelong glance. Had Grim been given the proclivity to speak over assessing the silent language? Rook’s posture was like a wall, silent, broad, and conveniently stone colored, but it was not one taken to obstruct or to guard another. It was very much in guarding of Grim, and whether the brute knew that or not was not the right question to ask…was their peace and decorum? Yes…good.
            <Rowan> She would come into the clearing shortly after Ophaelos, and the unknown wolf, would she see her mentor? Probably not as it didn’t seem the Lead Huntress was gathered. She hummed softly, stopping near the back. She glanced around, noticing Sanek, she would pad over and settle near him if there was space.
            <Rune> ⊰✲ Rune’s gaze would be knowing as well, returning the gentle nuzzle to Kova’s ruff. “We have come a long way since I first growled at you following my arrival.” Her tail wags and a wolven grin blooms across her face. “To become your Spirit Sister, forming that bond, seems a welcome title to speak to our journey together. I gratefully accept your request.” Her posture was soft but proud, happy and content for herself as well as Kova. ✲⊱
            <Kova> Her tail would usher several waves before stilling. The lightness in her hues would remain and when she would give her response, she dipped her head in a soft, but gentle bow and stood a few steps closer, pressing her chest to hers. “Though we are not bound by blood, we are bound by spirit. Forever unto my last breath, we will forever be bonded Sisters by spirit. Now, unto my last breath, you will have a part of my heart as my sister.” She’d take a few steps back, gently stomp her paw in the snow before rising her muzzle skyward, howling for their spirits now bonded by what blood couldn’t break.
            <Fianna> would feel her heart tighten and swell as Rune and Kova, her own spirit sister made and forged new bonds of Kin. Her tail would sway, and her eyes swept to Saskia briefly then back again as the bond was stamped with a howl, one Fianna would chorus to, keeping her voice softer for their own to be heard more, happy for the both of them.
             <Leora> the light fae would watch the proceedings and when Caretaker of Masters was announced for Rune, the pair remained. She perked her ears and listened intently to the next proceedings. Spirit sisters? Oh, that sounded like a fun thing! She’d have to ask about that later to. How where those made? Questions abound and aside, the yearling would swing her tail and when howls where given, so would she! AWaoooooo!
            ⊰✲ Rune lifts her head to howl with Kova, her spirit sister. The ivory and russet fae’s protracted alto tones rising into the sky above, the clouds painted by the beginning of sunset. Their bond honored a great history, one she looked forward to telling stories of. When the chorus of the pack ends, she noses Kova softly. “Thank you, sister.” Her voice was quiet, sharing the words briefly before vacating the space at the center of the gathered group. She was certain she couldn’t be the only wolf of attention at this evening’s meeting. Hopefully they would have their turn now. ✲⊱
            <CwnAnnwn> It seemed this was a very special meeting for his mate, he smiled at the thought. He was so very happy for her, for her advancement to Lead Caretaker and now to be named as Kova’s spirit sister. He was also happy for Kova, knowing that this meant a lot to her as well. With the naming of the pair as spirit sisters, he would stamp his paw and add his voice in celebration for the pair.
            <Grimolf> ( What did I do this time ? ) Grimolf said to himself staring at Rook with his best attempt at a neutral expression. The scarred brute felt like he was being put under guard, and he couldn’t blame Rook for doing it. He had a terrible temper, and last meeting would probably still be fresh in everyone’s minds. That neutral expression would drop just slightly before he returned his attention back onto Kova. To be honest, he was so consumed by his thoughts, Grimolf hadn’t been paying much attention probably better start listening.
            <Kova> She would dip her head and smile to Rune as she would then retake her place as Lead Caretaker and her sister. Turning on lithe paws, she would slowly make her way back to the stone and leap up to it with little effort. She’d walk back to the edge of the stone, before turning and looking to the wolves present. Seeing Fianna among the gathered, she would chuff for her. “Fianna, please come forward”
            <Sanek> his tail thumped happily on the ground for Kova and Rune. He had felt pretty jittery about it earlier but was now feeling more confident in becoming part of such a bond. When Rowan sat beside him he offered her a dip of his head in acknowledgement of her presence. With Maikoh coming into the Clearing, he would probably sense the brute’s scent and perhaps recognize it as the scent he had found in the forest if he indeed was the same wolf he tried to track.
            <Saskia> would catch Fianna’s glance and would be returned with a subtle grin and a twinkle in her hues. She’d lift her muzzle into the air in celebration to the newly appointed bond made between Kova and Rune. She didn’t expect this, but knew her presence had only been with the pack briefly and there were trials of lore and history behind every door. She’d feel the wind beside her brush against her pelt and would turn and glance at the white brute. She quietly dipped her crown towards the male and lifted a paw in celebration. It was pure excitement and gathered love. Her gaze would sweep all present, no doubt finding Rook and Grimolf in the crowd. She turned back to the meeting at hand.  When Fianna approached, she would wave her tail. What is Fianna being called for? Was it something to do with her being with-pup? Probably not!
            <Mystic Rain>wanders into the forest and hesitatingly makes her way first toward into the clearing. With all the strong wolf scents she slow comes closer and closer until she can see individual wolves. Insecure she watches from the little distance in a way she wants to join but after yesterday who’d want Her. And aren’t such gatherings for those pack and about to be? She isn’t entirely sure and thus hesitates to approach
            <Fern> would just spot out of the corner of her eye, Ophaelos? Oh yes he is here! She was afraid he would miss the meeting! But who was he with? She would have comfortably gone over to sit next to him but the sense of a newcomer seemed to scare her away just a little bit. Her tail would sway for the loving bond of the now spirit sisters, giving a stop of her paw and little congratulation “Yips”
            <Rook>Rook’s side-long glance only lasted a moment before his attention went to the bonding of his court and her new spirit sister, Rune. Their history and places within the pack’s story were not lost to him, but he had to admit that he was pleasantly surprised by the bond they would announce here. With yet another firm stamp to the ground beneath him, he would congratulate them both. Fianna was called next, and although he had witnessed several things along the journey west, he did not wager on what was to be spoken of next.
            <Rune> ⊰✲ A careful eye trained by many years and many springs looks over Fianna, copper and amber eyes narrowing with curious scrutiny. The more she looks over the Guardian at the base of the Alpha Rock, the more Rune feels certain in her assessment, call it years of expertise. This prompts a sinking feeling of dread to cloak Rune, clawing at her insides and pulling her ears outwards. She had settled next to her mate, CwnAnnwn, and she looks to the brute with worry, a silent image of concern painted across her face. Oh, their timing was not what she had hoped it to be. ✲⊱
            <Fianna> When the celebration over the spirit bond had faded away, Fianna perked to hearing her own name called, rising almost instinctively. Padding quietly forward, perhaps oblivious to Rune’s expert eye along her frame she would park herself by the stone and look to Kova with a respectful dip of her own head, listening in question. “Yes, alphess?”
            <Panther> Lead Caretaker and Spirit sisters with Kova? Rune seemed quite the popular wolf tonight! He offers his voice on again, and stomps his paw. Then, he’d look around. Rook was sitting beside Grimolf, Ophaelos had come in with an unknown wolf- wait, unknown wolf? His eyes narrowed, a darker coated wolf by the looks, he’d aim to greet him at the end of the meeting. His gaze settled on Kova once more, unaware that Rowan had also entered the clearing. He’d watch as Fianna was called up to the stone.

            <Kova> a lightness and knowing would befall her expression when she approached. She’d clear her throat enough to project it to the others now present.

            “Fianna, you have been Guardian of WolfSpirits for many moons now. Your prowess, guard, and strength knows no bounds and the desire and will to see our home safe and secure is ever present within you. Burning and pure. You have mentored and continue to do so to each wolf you meet, and have mentored another in the way of guardianship.” she’d pause for only a moment before she’d continue.

            “I would like to ask you now, if you would accept and honor me and WolfSpirits, as taking the role as Lead Guardian to WolfSpirits? To continue to foster, care, and protect our home but as well lead and guide those under you?”

            <CwnAnnwn> He watched as Fianna approached the alpha rock before turning to his mate as she settled beside him. He tenderly ran his muzzle along hers and into her scruff and spoke just loud enough for her to hear. “Congrats my Heart, your advancement to Lead Caretaker was well deserved and I am happy to see you and Kova named spirit sisters.” He perked to the alpha fae and Fianna as Kova spoke of the role of Lead Guardian.


            <Saskia> Saskia let in an inward gasp. Lead Guardian! Saskia’s tassel thumped gently behind her as Kova asked the betrothal of such rank. It was fitting for Fianna, whom had given so much to guard their home. She had the same mindset as Panther, the meeting of the newcomer would come after the meeting, but her guard would be up and her peripheral set on the male. In her mind, the newcomer would be seen as a distraction from all those who found the spotlight of the evening. She would try to look past it, but sent Ophaelos a questioning look. Who is this..? not waiting for an answer, she’d return her attention to the Guardian at hand.



            Fianna’s eyes would widen, and her heart would fill to the both the knowlege that her work thus far had been deemed well done, and that her Alphess would desire to allow her to shoulder the responsibility of the lead rank. She felt momentarily overwhelmed, and yet eager and ready to step into a role to which she had felt herself mold to over time and with many trials.
            Bowing her head to Kova she would let sway her tail, unable to betray her feeling. “I am the one honored by such a request, and I accept the role with a full heart, and fervor for the role to which you grant me. I will do all i can, through body and spirit, to ensure the safety of those I call pack and kin.” Her words would ring with the fire in her spirit she held and would always hold for the guardian’s call. A call and song that she held within her.


            .ೃ࿐ Ophaelos was a little late to the meeting, and thus he’d be slightly behind on the news. Lead Guardian was obvious, considering how well Fianna conducted herself, and perhaps he would have caught the tail-end of Kova and Rune being named each other’s spirit sister. So many spirit siblings lately… he’d have to ask about their meaning, next time he has time with his mentor.
            Speaking of his mentor, he’d catch her possible greeting, and perhaps even Fern’s if he were looking in their direction. He’d try his best to smile at them. When Saskia would give him a look, he’d shake his head subtly and there may be an evident expression on his face that likely reads… vexed, and possibly a little exasperated. A sort of… ‘I’ll tell you later,’ look in his eyes, as he refocused his attention back on the Alpha stone. He’d hoped Maikoh was paying attention. *ೃ༄
            <Mystic Rain> seeing lots of New or almost unknown wolves she can’t tell the difference. When fianna moves forward though her curiosity becomes too much and closes hesitatesly to within earshot just in time to her the promotion and her banner starts swaying as she real happy for the new lead guardian, surely the older deserves such a position.

            <Kova> to her sisters heartfelt words, she would dip her head and bow it with an admiration for her. She would then address the rest of the pack and smile.

            “As all have heard witness to Fianna’s pledge to the pack as Guardian, I am honored to name you Lead Guardian of WolfSpirits, Fianna.”

            When she was named, she would lift her muzzle and allow her soft , sweet harmonic tone to reach the skies above in a howl for Fianna and her Lead role!

            <Saskia> Saskia shrugged at Ophaelos’s look and would return to Fianna’s words. They were true if anything was. She’d stamp her paw and lift her muzzle into the sky for her mentor, dear friend, and much more, releasing a soft, low-toned song into the sky for her. awoooooo…


            <Ragaire> ✩☾ She had stamped and howled for the tree-wolf, it was only polite to do so. When her momma got called up however, Ragaire’s attention would be piqued. Hmm, what was her momma doing up there? Lead Guardian? What was that? She didn’t know her momma had such a fancy title. Ragaire was picturing it now, ‘Ragaire, of Starfall and Earth, Lead Guardian to the WolfSpirits Pack.’ Mmmm, yes… the yearling quite liked the sound of that… She was now determined to get as many words after her name as possible. The ebony fae lifts her voice to howl with the pack, congratulating Fianna, even if Ragaire didn’t particularly like her right now. ☽✩


            <Rune> Rune had become Spirit siblings with Kova? What did that mean? She wondered. A subtle smile appeared on her maw, she dipped her head to Sanek, to. Though, her gaze snapped back to Kova as she announced Fianna was to be Lead Guardian. Guardian.. that was a valuable rank within a pack. She would have to seek her mentor and gain more information about WolfSpirits, and their ranks – though, she guessed most were self explainitory. She’d offer her own howl, allowing her voice to be heard alongside the pack.


            <Rikiwulf> Rikki would let out a small howl of her own in congratulations, tail swaying happily behind her. She was happy for Fianna, such a wonderful rank indeed. She had authoritar now. Yes, how great that was, she was hoping she would see Fianna fighting some coyotes at some point.


            <Rook> Rook, harbinger of old, bringer of fate, and stealer of joy…the great gray raven pecking on carcasses long devoid of meat had perched himself near grumpy Grim like a horrid creature that stood watch above the threads Grim walked upon. Rook would not break that old façade of his, turning his gaze just enough to speak quietly (not softly) to Grim in tones of distilled truth like an omen come from the hells that spawned him. “A moment, fast approaching, will be given you to make a choice. You’ll either take the path granted you be speaking up and putting yourself forward, or you will not. I’m not here to encourage you; I’m here to see what I shall tell when I tell the tale of Grimolf.”

            Rook then would raise his muzzle and howl, having had one ear on the proceedings and his sister’s advancement…but when he lowered his head in silence, one gold and one amber hue looked a moment longer to Grim before they turned with his head to see what else the night would bring.
            <Ophaelos> .ೃ࿐ Luckily, Ophaelos would have been around for such an exciting title and event. Indeed, what true words, and what a title to bare. He’d lift his head and offer his voice to the sky, singing his song in ‘grats to Fianna! *ೃ༄
            <Fianna> would feel the tide of song rush over her and would let her own voice join them, not to congratulate herself, but because it was these moments that tied them all together, and she would miss such an opportunity. When the howl was settled, she would look to Kova and ask softly, “Might i have a brief word?”
            <Kova> She would look to her sister and when she would offer a brief request for a word, she smiled and gave her a nod. “Please” she would invite her to speak what she wished.
            <Sanek> he had always known Rune and Fianna as having been their Caretaker and Guardian roles since he had joined the pack and he had always looked up to them so seeing them shift ranks felt perfectly natural like they were meant for their new roles. He offered a howl for Fianna’s advancement.

            <Fianna> would not wish to derail the meeting, but perhaps it was in keeping with proceedings and she would turn to face the group, her chest swelling in tightness and joy at her news to share, and she would first find Calder with her eyes and rest them upon him as she spoke. “It is my great and humble pleasure to first share with you all, that Calder and I will be expecting pups soon.. when spring blooms, hopefully there will be the yip and call of pups to greet it.” Her heart swelled and she would look to Ragaire then, her eyes hoping the fae would greet the news as she intended, with anticipation and joy to new siblings, not to replace the old, but fill hearts ever more.

            After a brief pause to allow her joyful news to settle into minds, she would look to Saskia and chuff to the fae. “Saskia, I have a question for you, much akin as Kova had or Rune.” She would allow the fae time to come forth.

            <Calder>he would offer a low but gentle murmur from his tones and a sway of his tail to Fianna’s advancement and to her announcement. He would continue to look to her with confidence and to share such. He bowed his head warmly and smiled. He would then turn to Saskia and Fianna. Curious and intent eyes following. Perhaps he could feel the prickly tension of even a look given to GrimWolf and Rook nearby, but he remained focused now on the pair.

            <Saskia> Saskia would smile as Fianna wished to share yet another word with the pack. When she announced the joyful surprise of pups, Saskia would wag her tail and pin her ears contently as if this was her first knowledge of such. Then, a dread would gnaw at the pit of her belly. Her tail came to a slower wag, but when Fianna caught her attention, she would push it downward and quickly ascend the rock to her side, nosing Kova in the process! She had an idea of what Fianna was going to instill but wasn’t completely sure. She’d look to both fae with a light expression. “Yes?”
            <Leora> oh she could burst with JOY. Her sister would be named Lead Guardian, wow! That was so amazing! She wanted something neat with her name to, but her name was getting long. That’s ok. She liked a long name! She had her own inner thoughts and goals now, and her own insights into what she might seek. She wanted to talk to Rune later, but later it would wait.
            When her sister was named Lead Guardian, she would’ve howled for her, but when Fianna mentioned that she was going to have pups, well, let’s just say her reaction was @o@. She’s going to be an AUNTIE?! Oh… surely if she wasn’t grounded by gravity, she’d be doing laps over the moon. Would she hear the later words?
            <Rune> ⊰✲ A war raged inside of her, joy at the image of pups frolicking in the Clearing this spring and dread at the thought of being unable to help. Fianna’s words confirmed Rune’s suspicions, shared within the warm embrace of the pack. Rune, however, would not be inclined to share her own news, the knowledge buried inside of her like a secret. She doubted her fear was misguided, not wanting to alert unfriendly, strange eyes to their most vulnerable and precious life. Her tongue passes over her nose anxiously, watching now as Fianna turned her attention to Saskia. ✲⊱
            <Panther> He would’ve offered his voice to Fianna’s advancement, them give a stomp of his paw. He looked over to his mate at the announcement of pups, he’d nose her shoulder, smiling softly. Then, she was called up by Fianna, he hummed softly, looking up towards the stone at the two.
            <GrimWolf> stared blankly at Rook taken aback from his strange words. Why did everyone from that pack had to speak in riddles or rhymes ? Surely by now, Rook must’ve noticed that Grimolf didn’t do well with this type of speaking. ‘ Uh huh. ‘ Narrowing his orbs, he turned back to listen to everyone howling not joining in due to fact, he didn’t feel like he had earned the right to howl with them.
            <Fern> Few- There were so many great things being announced tonight that Fern didn’t know if she would have a voice by the end of it! Her ears surely perked to the sound of pups, finally softening her gaze on Fianna.. Wow- Saskia? Before she had the time to even ponder the idea she heard the dark fae’s name be called. What was she going up there for..? Ohhh! Soon Fern released and it only made her tail sway faster with an expression of pure joy across her face.
            <Fianna> When Saskia stood beside her she would reach to nuzzle the fae fondly, her tail unable to remain still for tonight was a night of much overflow from within. “Saskia, through your time here among us, first as pledge, then moving up the ranks until I became your mentor, you have slowly and surely found my heart. You have bound it to your own as well and truly as I feel a bond to my kin and my other son’s and daughters. With Kova’s blessing already given, I would ask before the pack if you would do me the utmost honor of being named the daughter of my spirit.” Fianna had already received an answer in the quiet moments they had shared, and yet, she would wait with baited breath nonetheless.
            <CwnAnnwn> The silver male would offer his voice in celebration of Fianna’s advancement before he glanced towards his mate when she didn’t react, he realized something must be bothering her and would have to talk to her after the meeting to be sure that she was all right, wasn’t common for her to ignore him. Fianna’s own announcement of Calder and her’s expecting of pups gave him some idea of what might be bothering his mate. He perked as Fianna called up Saskia and spoke of being her spirit daughter.
            <Ragaire> ✩☾ Ragaire’s face screws up in a grimace as her momma shares the news of new pups to the whole entirety of the pack. Ick. It was as if a bad dream had become a reality, words spoken into truth. Her muzzle was wrinkled, but her disdain would likely be hidden from eyes not keenly trained on her. The fae was off to the back of the group and seated alone, extremities kept close to herself. When her momma calls Saskia forward, she tilts her head to listen, unsure of what foolery was going on. At her momma’s next words, Ragaire’s ears flatten squarely against her head. Spirit Daughter? Her momma and puppa were replacing Navariin with new pups. Now she was being replaced too? The Pledge rises to her paws and turns around, creeping quietly away from the meeting, making as little sound as she could. Her body low to the ground, she slinks gingerly to the treeline and vanishes into it. Once hidden from view of the Clearing she bolts north, streaming towards the Ancient Forest. If wovles could cry, she would have. ☽✩


            Prickly? I dare say not, and lest any other judge the words offered out of anything near animosity, let there be an understanding that it takes investment and sentiment for anger and hatred to kindle. This fire was without oxygen.
            As to the dichotomy of a talking Grim and a nontalking Grim; either one was an egg or one was a chicken…Grim couldn’t have it both ways like a chic stuck in a purgatory of pecking its way to freedom. The long skinny? Grim spoke to him first. Grim questioned him first. Grim needed spoken word and so the great gray carcass feeding raven spoke and spoke so plainly that there would be no disguising the moment when it came. What was it about truth that folks just didn’t get? No one in their right mind liked what hell spoke to them, but truth was truth, and Rook would didn’t think Grim stupid or in need of the cliff notes. There’d be a moment, and he’d either take it or he wouldn’t.
            <Sanek> he barely held in a yip of excitement at the mention of more pups. It was always great having newborns with their youthfulness bring life back into the pack. He continued to watch with curiosity as it seemed there would be yet another bond formed this evening, this time between Saskia and Fianna. This was quite an eventful meeting!

            <Saskia>if she could’ve blushed, she would have. Fianna had also found a special place in her heart and filled it with guidance, trust, and courage. “I have been traveled great lengths alongside you, Fianna. Each and every paw step forward, you have guided me and instilled a much needed strength within. You have reminded me of my own mother at times, and that has stuck with me for many moons. I will gladly take the honor of sealing our bond with my word, and with that I would be truly grateful to become your spirit daughter.”

            There was much more she wanted to say but surely not enough time upon the stone to spare. She would nuzzle Fianna fondly and remain there for a moment, the comfort and warmth of a mother was there, indeed. She’d await any response.
            <Rowan> Pups? She thought, she would be sure to aid in guarding the territory then. She glanced towards Sanek, hearing his yip, she allowed a grin of amusement to spread across her maw. She held back her chuckle at his excitement, her tail swayed as she looked up towards Saskia and Fianna, was it? Saskia seemed to be becoming Fianna’s Spirit daughter. Her grin fell into a small, content smile as she was surrounded by pack and watching the forming of bonds and advancements.
            <Fianna> With her own words said, her news given and a new daughter bestowed, Fianna would feel her heart full, even as her gaze caught sight of her blood daughter looking crestfallen and angry, bolting toward the dark sentinal of trees beyond. Her heart shattered and was mended over .. and over. For now, she would steel that part of her that wanted to crumble at not being able to heal the hurts of Ragaire’s heart for her, and focused instead on the joy of Saskia’s agreement to their bond. She would give a heartfelt stamp of her paw, and a howl a short but heartfelt song of thanks. Brief as she would keep it, she would then look to Kova , pausing to dip her head in thanks to the Alphess for allowing her the time within the meeting shoulder to shoulder with Saskia.
            <Fern> Daughter of the who’d what? Fern’s head would tilt with confusion at Fianna’s first words. That was a new one! Definitely not what she expected at all either. But nevertheless she would add her own yips into the mixture!
            <Kova> She would look to Fianna and to the announcement, she swung her tail and an admiration in her hues would be found. To the later inquiry, she would look to Saskia and when the fae would approach, she would hold her strength true and happiness for the pair. She would look to Saskia now and to hear the fae’s return tone and acceptance. When they shared their hearts sentiments, she gave a soft swing of her tail before she’d gently press her paw to stone. “As all have lay witness to the creed between Fianna and Saskia, I would like the honor to name you Spirit Daughter to Fianna, Saskia…. and Fianna, Spirit Mother to Saskia.” to that she would offer a sweet howl for the pair. When her tones would echo and reverberate across the sky, she’d make note of each wolf there, and now perhaps not. For now, she would look to the pair and continue. “Saskia, please remain here a moment more.” she would invite the fae closer and turn to look to Fianna then to Saskia. “You have been named Guardian in training sometime ago. You’ve traveled great distances, and you’ve learned the way of our pack in more detail and intricate meaning. I would ask your mentor, Fianna, now to speak on your behalf and advancement to full Guardian of WolfSpirits.”
            <GrimWolf> Perhaps, he wasn’t ready for this truth. Grimolf understood the meaning behind his words; but outright avoided them, he wasn’t ready to walk this path. Conflicted two sides of the brute constantly wrestled for control never letting him progress any further ! It was plain uncertainty not knowing what said moment would bring him, and he grew to expect the worse with everything Grimolf experienced during his life. Of course, Rook wouldn’t understand this if he could just step into the brute’s mind, but he couldn’t do that. Grimolf’s facial expression harden hoping Rook wouldn’t press this any further .
            <Mystic Rain> tilts her a bit at that announcement, that’s an option too? O well at the others howls shee stomps with first one paw then the other to show instead of sound her approval. As soon as she sees where fianna is going she starts easing her way towards her, without disruptive ofcourse. If she can she just wants to be near fianna.
            <Ophaelos> .ೃ࿐ At their union, Ophaelos would have offered his own song of approval once Fianna had lent her voice first. As Kova got out her later words, the brute would smile. Did he call it, or what? He should have placed a bet… with who, or what, is a different question though… he looks toward his mentor with a curious gaze. *ೃ༄
            <Leora> she could just burst out of her skin. She would kneed the earth, pat pat pat EEeeeee! She would howl swiftly, quickly and happily for her sister’s bond to Saskia and the announcement to! When Kova would announce more was to come, she would snap her jaws and listen with intent, big eyes. Did she notice Ragiare run off??

            <Fianna> First, she had spoken to Saskia as a mother, as a friend full of heart. Now, her demeanor would shift and grow more serious in nature, to Kova’s words she would draw herself up, now in the role of Lead Guardian to speak.

            “Saskia has grown, having a nature that see’s much light in all those around her, she has grown into the heart needed to protect that very light she sees. She is strong of heart, and through trial of water and earth, through fang and claw she has proven her mettle and her heart aflame. I fully support her taking on the mantle of full Guardian now, and the responsibility that comes with it.” She would pause, looking to Kova, then to Saskia, “If she accepts this mantle, I will speak the call of the Guardian, to light the flame.”
            <Sanek> he had certainly never witnessed the naming of this bond between Saskia and Fianna, though it made sense especially with those two. Now that Saskia was being considered for the role of Guardian he thought of how he was scout and Panther was hunter and now that Saskia would be a guardian they could form a sort of trio each with a different role and couldn’t help but grin. Perhaps..

            <Rook> The whole world was a field of small fiddles played by a thousand littler Nero’s while a million Rome’s burned. His own little fiddle was sitting there with worn strings and one too many nicks on the wood to be of any use now…What Rook had lived and would likely understand was a matter of knowledge gained by those who had lived alongside him; he didn’t need to wax on any further.

            The sharpest of the points to get to was whether Grim had it in him to find out those things by living beside him and beside others of the pack, or would this little fiddler think himself alone in an ashen field of a million little Romes? The great gray raven looked on to the proceedings, stamping his paw to the sounding of a bond between Fianna and Saskia and to the sounding of a guardian made new but knew the moment spoken of was soon arriving; the raven needn’t push it only needed to see the moment…never more

            <Saskia> would forever be humble to such words, but in her heart she knew them to be true. The last year had challenged her, more specifically the last few moons. She’d given her heart, strength, and physical being to her family. She knew in her heart that she was ready to become a protector to their home.

            “It takes many trails and tribulations to recognize one’s strength and ability in it’s fullness. Like I said before, you have carried me to each and every point of test there has been.-” Her hues would find the stone brute in the audience. And to him, she’d tip her invisible hat. “Rook had been a steady stone in my journey since I first arrived, and to him I thank. He has brought forth self-trust and confidence to me and my heart.” And that’s all there was to it. Fianna knew her place in the fold just as Rook had, but she hadn’t outwardly praised the brute for his part in it.
            She turned back to Fianna and Kova. “If you will grant me such a title, I will be Guardian of WolfSpirits, I will protect our young, sick, old, and healthy for whatever comes in our direction.” She’d give a firm nod and hun in thought.
            <Kova> To Saskia’s words and Fianna’s blessing she gave a sure nod of her head. She knew and trusted their Lead Guardians words for the one who desired to step on the path of Guardian. When Saskia gave her agreement and acceptance, she turned to Fianna, giving a dip of her head to invite her to ignite the flame. The acknowledgment to her court would be given a glance in his direction seated near Grim.

            <Fianna>Her heart would listen to Saskia’s words, as much as her ears had for they were steady and true. With a fervor in her voice, she would lift herself at Kova’s permission to proceed and she would let her voice take on a cadence of something almost akin to song, a rythm she felt in her own heart and would now put voice to for Saskia to hold to as well.

            “Restless heart, paws to earth.
            Let sense of duty rise
            The Guardian’s Call , a soul on fire,
            Never fades, Never dies.
            A sleepless ember waits,
            It watches all, it sees.
            It guards most often silently,
            But when comes time,
            It bleeds.
            No more a restless heart,
            Born to purpose sure and steady.
            Paws to earth, heart aflame,
            The Guardian watches,
            When danger springs,
            Harrowing, and with its jaws it bites,
            It is met with a soul of fire,
            Unflinching, paws to earth,
            It fights.
            Scars born true,
            Heart of courage and duty sighted,
            A steady heart, paws to earth,
            The Guardian’s Call,
            With that she would press her nose to Saskia’s shoulder, and fall silent.
            <Saskia> The Guardian’s call, Ignited.. A physical feel of warmth and accomplishment filled her heart and she would beam. Like her mother, and her grandmother, she was now a proper Guardian of her home. She knew her mother would be proud, and now her Spirit mother could be proud. She lingered in her nosing and would step back, accepting her role with a stern and strong gaze! She was honored. Her gaze found Kova, now.
            <Kova> The song of the Guardians creed would be sung true. A spark and inspiration would burn in her eyes and in her heart. She would stomp her paw firmly upon the stone and there, she would let loose a knowing breath. “Then it is my honor to name you, Saskia, Guardian of WolfSpirits. Your flame ignited.” and with that she would pull her muzzle back and howl for the song of another named Guardian to WolfSpirits. Her heart full and joyful.
            <GrimWolf> felt truly alone even if the brute felt like he was surrounded by everyone in the pack. He really did want to embrace this moment, and learn to live again from the pack, but something deep down inside held him back. It was true, Grimolf had left to tackle the worse parts of himself, but some aspects of the brute needed to be forced out by wolves like Rook. All of these thoughts would be thrown off by Fianna’s gentle song completely distracting Grimolf from himself. ( He never expected someone, so / fierce / to also have a calming voice. )
            <Rune> ⊰✲ Rune had noticed Ragaire spin around and slink off, wondering what creature the fae was off to chase. Regardless, she howls and stomps to congratulate Saskia and Fianna. Their bond was admirable, and she was sure of Kova and Fianna’s judgement in moving Saskia among the ranks of the Guardians. ✲⊱
            <Panther> His tail swayed, his first thoughts to Saskia being named Spirit daughter to Fianna, would be Rikki. What if Sirris never returned, or Rikki’s uncle? Rikki wouldn’t have anyone to look after her, kin wise. Though, his thoughts would take time and discussion. He stomped a paw for his mate, as Fianna spoke up again, it seemed like the hunters, the Guardians had a creed to go by as well. He allowed his voice to be heard as Kova lifted her muzzle.
            <Ragaire>✩☾ The yearling could not decide whether to be angry or sad, so she decided she would be both. Her long, strong legs were carrying her quickly through the forest. She expertly navigates the Ancient Forest, the deep and shadowy dark her dearest home. The eerie feeling that often raised the guard hairs along a wolf’s spine would not plague her, she was a creature of Starfall and Earth. She was home. The ebony fae darts around trees and under great arching roots. She was heading for Navariin. ☽✩
            <CwnAnnwn> He frowns before turning away from his mate and would add his voice in congratulations to Fianna and Saskia for their naming of spirit mother and daughter and for Saskia’s advancement to Guardian. As his voice drifted off, he glanced to Rune beside him before turning back to the Alpha fae as he awaited the next part of the meeting.
            <Ophaelos> .ೃ࿐ Just as the others, Saskia’s union with not only her mentor but her rank, would be well earned. He’d tip his head back and howl, giving a stamp of his paw to follow it. This meeting was full of surprises, and many different events… he’d wondered if anyone else would be called upon the stone, or if they would leave it on that note. Would any wolves gathered around pledge, or would more wolves step up into their leadership positions? The mind boggles… would Maikoh be present, or did the wolf fall asleep or scamper off without him noticing? Neither seemed like good ideas to Ophaelos… nonetheless, his eyes remained fixated on Kova. *ೃ༄
            <Calder> he would let loose a low and deep howl for his mate and Saskia, and then to Saskia as she advances to Guardian. The tone and creed would hold a special place for him, and to the words shared between the pair. He stomped his paws and turned his ears forward to the proceedings.
            <Rikiwulf>Riki would happily let out her own howl of congratulations Saskia’s way, excited for the new Guardian. Rikki hoped she could be strong like Saskia someday, like her mama was for Rikki. The little wolf let out a yip of excitement and wagged her tail.
            <Fianna> Would feel her heart swell for Saskia as the howls rose around them and she would join her voice to theirs to welcome the new Guardian of Wolfspirits, letting it linger for a moment, before bowing her head to Kova, nuzzling Saskia once more, and pausing briefly before she would finally move to take her place back among the others, this time finding her mate to settle by. She would spot tide as well and her tail would sway encouragingly to the fae even as she leaned in to nuzzle Calder.
            <Kova> When the howls of congratulations where sundered to the skies, she knew that their ancestors where full of news this evening. She would scan once more across those in attendance before giving a swing of her tail and a chuff to Panther and Sanek. “Panther.. Sanek.. please come forward” she would usher in eager but happy tones.
            <Mystic Rain> ears twitch slightly at the song and she stomps a couple of times with just the one paw her banner shifting a little behind her at the same time
            <Rowan> Her ears perked, tail curled around her flank, and her voice offered to the winds. Saskia was a Guardian! A full Guardian! She knew the fae could do it. She stomped her paw, looking back over towards Kova as Saskia and Fianna found there places back in the crowd, however, Sanek and Panther were called up which would make her pay extra attention.
            <Fern> Fern would release her most joyous howl yet! Wow.. She had watched Saskia come into the role of guardian in training not too long ago but she knew that the fae definitely earned her position as a ranked wolf amongst the pack. “Congrats Saskiaa!” With a high waving tail she happily awaited what was to come next.
            <Sanek> listened to Fianna’s poem intently, feeling the guardian spirit in its rhythm and rhyme. He howled with joy, celebrating Saskia’s advancement into full on Guardianship. When his howl ceased he heard his own name called. He glanced towards Panther and quietly made his way up along with the brute, feeling so many emotions at once.
            <Saskia> Saskia rejoiced for her own ceremony, taking it in before moving downward towards the flank of her mate and dear friend, Fern. She nosed the fae on her cheek before turning back towards the meeting. She gave a warm smile to Fern’s congratulations, and she’d hum. “Thank you, Fern.” Would she notice Rowan? If she did she would linger a moment more before recognizing her, then her expression turned into a light one. She chuffed softly, inviting her over to their small group. When her mate and his close friend got called to the rock, she’d lift a paw in curiosity. What was this? Was it what Panther had spoken to her about?
            <Panther> As Saskia found her place beside him, he’d nuzzle her in congrats. However, just as he got comfortable to the warmth beside him once more, he was called up to the rock. Unsure if it was what he spoke to Saskia about, he’d rise to his paws quickly, and approach the rock with a mix of nervousness, excitement, and happiness for the other wolves that had had a chance to approach the rock.
            <Kova> Her eyes would be light and knowing to the pair and when the both of them approached the stone to settle, she would bow her head and look between the two. “Panther and Sanek. I bring you forward to the stone this evening, before the pack, to share a bond. One forged with time and with heart. I would ask you to please speak your request and let it be shared.”
            <Rook> Energy swelled around the clearing like the breath of the wind itself, but this was not born of the uneven heating upon the Earth’s surface. Its serpentine movements around each wolf was not like a writhing of pain but a coalescing of joy, and as much as Rook enjoyed donning this raven’s mask, his namesake, he enjoyed the fulfillment of stories at a chapter’s end. So many wonderful endings to chapters were being told, and he’d listen to them all while keeping the preface of another’s story open.
            <Fianna> would perk as Sanek and Panther were called up, her own heartbeat’s quickened rhythm from the recent proceedings calming some and she would settle further into Calder’s steady frame, both longing to follow after Ragaire and knowing she would remain firmly rooted here. What would the next announcement be? With Kova’s words, she would likely guess, waiting eagerly to hear what they might have to say.
            <Sanek> * Sanek took a deep breath, looked once more to Panther, then let his gaze settle on all those gathered. “Panther and myself have shared a friendship since the very start, when we started our journey to becoming pack together. Since then our friendship has grown as we experienced these beautiful lands and all they had to bring together. When I was very young my brother had passed away, and I had closed off that part of my heart. But Panther has helped me open it up once more. So may it be known to the world: we will always stand, Panther and Sanek, shoulder to shoulder, hunter and scout, and I hope to see that now our interwoven paths will be continued as Brothers in Spirit.” his tail was wagging softly behind him as he spoke.


            she couldn’t hardly contain herself at Fianna’s news and then Saskia’s, but her hues would fall to Panther and Sanek now. She would swing her tail feverishly behind her for the two of them. Oh, Sanek! She’s missed him tooo! At the mention of them wanting to be named a spirit brother, she would tilt her head but curiously look on. What was this spirit bond? She kinda felt a little feelies for Panther and Sanek to. Just like another brother? She looked to Rook for a moment, then turned back to Panther and Sanek, listening with wide light eyes.
            <Rune> Rune ⊰✲ The ivory and russet fae leans into @CwnAnnwn, pressing her shoulder against his. It was lovely to see the pack growing together, strengthening their connections. She was honored to have her own story so closely intertwined with that of the WolfSpirits and the others who walked with it. @Sanek and @Panther, the brutes two peas in a pod from the very start. Rune had not seen much of the Scout lately, the earth-toned wolf likely off on the Territory’s outskirts, patrolling as his rank’s duties saw fit. However, it wouldn’t mean his presence was any less missed. ✲⊱
            <Panther> A nod was given to Sanek as the two exchanged a look, he looked first towards Kova then those gathered as he listened to Sanek’s words, once the brute was finished with his well put together and heartfelt thoughts, Panther opened his maw to allow his own, not as intricate words to be heard. “I grew up as an only pup to a large pack, I never felt any sort of connection with them – as far as siblings go. Once I arrived here, and started spending time around the pack and Sanek, I started to realize kin is not just blood, kin can be bond to. Which led me to realize my bond with Sanek is much like Fianna’s and Kova’s, or Kova’s and Rune’s. So, I ask that, we may continue our journey shoulder to shoulder- Hunter and Scout, Brothers by Spirit.” With his own words spoken, he’d look to Sanek, then Kova.
            <Kova> As Sanek would share his heart, equal to Panthers as well, she could feel the tone of each bond be given and woven to one another, and as well for them to acknowledge and witness. She dipped her head to both and her eyes expressed the lightness she had for them and for their request. “As all have lay witness to Panther and Saneks bond shared between brothers, and between the pack, I would like to have the honor now, to name you Panther brother of Sanek, and Sanek, brother to Panther.” she would stomp her paw softly. “May your bond be ever truer now until your last breath. To share as brothers.” and with that she’d offer yet another sweet melody and howl for the pair. Proud and happy for them both. She knew how long they’ve been together since the beginning and she was so humbled to see their bond grow now.
            <Saskia> A stamp of her paw was given to Panther’s words, and a nod to Sanek’s. She knew this meant much to her mate’s heart, as he’d gone great lengths to find ways to put his bond to seal. She listened to what else was said. When they were named brothers, she would wave her tail behind her, happy for the brute pair. Her mate finally got what he wanted.
            <CwnAnnwn> He perked as her felt his mate lean into him, he turned to nose the fae tenderly. He still worried that something was bothering her, but for now would keep his attention to the meeting. With a loving lick to the fae, his heart, he turned back to Sanek, Panther and Kova as the two were named spirit brothers. He would lift his head and let out a howl of congratulations for them.
            <Fianna> When Sanek and Panther both shared heartfelt words Fianna would listen, nodding to the sentiments offered and shared. She would join in Kova’s sweet howl with one of her own for bonds, like a great tree, linking and bonding lives. Her gaze would look around at all gathered, taking in each and every one, and happy to be here with them all.
            <Calder> he would brush into Fianna lightly nosing her frame but would he pick up on the scent of blood from a wound? His eyes did a >.> narrow but of concern. But to the howl his attention drew and when the pair of wolves named brothers, he’d stomp his paw and let loose a gentle howl in kind for them to.
            <Rikiwulf> Rikki wasn’t entirely sure what spirit bonding was, though she would join in on the howl of congratulations regardless. She held a respect for Panther, especially since her mother seemed to care so deeply for him. She would respect him too, to respect her mothers heart and soul.


            Rook would listen first to Sanek’s words toward forming a bond in spirit and then to Panther’s. Would he catch Leora’s glimpse toward him? He had a brother, Kokuro, already and three grimy, goobery sisters. That would do him, but he’d think no less of those bonds formed outside of blood. These were the anchor points between memory and of memory; such were potent events and bonds deserving of the hearty stamp he offered into the snowy ground beneath him.
            He once more took stock of those around and looked to Grim to see just how the lad was fairing.


            .ೃ࿐ One, two, three spirit bonds? Ophaelos was more intrigued than ever now. Sanek’s words would resonate with the brute, whose brows would furrow at the thought of his own brother he had lost. In truth, all of his siblings had entered into the spirit realm, but his brother was who he was closest to. For Ophaelos, he would feel empathy for the brute—despite not knowing him well—and found himself almost envious of Sanek, who was able to open his heart up to Panther in such a delicate way. Part of him was melancholic that he’d likely not be able to form a bond that strong with anyone here, at least not strong enough for anything official. He had wounds a bit too fresh for anything like that.
            However, he’d put aside his own personal feelings and join in on the howls. How much more eventful was this meeting going to get? *ೃ༄
            <Kova> As the howls from all the others would reach her and beyond, she would allow their voices to carry a little further as she took a breath of contentment and a brief glimpse to her court. She observed silently in those few moments before turning back to the rest. “I would like to now open the floor to any who wish to come forward with a request.”
            <Sanek> at Kova making it official he nosed Panther’s scruff as howls went up around them. He looked up to the sky with a sad smile, missing his older brother. When he looked down at Panther once more he offered a stamp of a paw. Now he would know how it felt like to have a younger brother. This time he went back to the gathered wolves to seat
            * Sanek himself closer to Panther and gave a wag of his tail to the black brute’s court, Saskia, as he passed her. His heart was beating so hard with excitement it was practically trying to leap out.
            <Rikiwulf> The little wolf would step up, her letting legs moving towards the alpha stone upon Kova’s final words. She wished to join the pack and do her mother proud, her breath would go erratic, nerves hitting her at every step that she took. She would move to stand in front of Kova, yellowish-grey eyes nervously staring up at the alphess. “I would like to join the pack please, miss alphess Kova.” The wolf spoke respectfully and gently, gentle gaze on the alphess.
            <Rook> The gray raven perched upon the carcass and watched Grim a moment longer to see if recognition would spark in the lad’s eyes to the sounding of someone moving forward to join the fray and come in from the metaphoric cold. Rook would do nothing else in that moment.
            <Rowan> Her tail swayed, she’d offer her howl after Kova and stomp a paw. Would she notice Saskia? Yes, but would she approach? Not until the meeting was over. However, when Sanek and Panther return to the group, Sanek seated closer to Panther. She didn’t blame him, especially now that they were bonded siblings. She sat, content, as she watched the meeting. A wolf, approached the rock, a wolf unknown to her, a visitor it seemed. She hummed softly, watching.
            <Fianna> When the fae she had just met – Rikiwulf would move forward, hesitant but looking excited, Fianna would sit up a bit from where she leaned against Calder. The fae’s polite words struck her again. Someone had at least tried to raise the pup right. Fianna thought back to what she remembered of Sirris, but wouldn’t know her well enough, for how things ended. She was glad for the fae, and hoped a home would be found amongst them. Time would tell if the fae would linger long enough to make her heart a home here.
            <Kova> She would remain a top the stone peering to the wolves present. When Sanek and Panther took their desired places to seat, she would wave her tail happily behind her then turned now towards the newest wolf step forward. When she did and offered her request. As the fae was already forward, she would dip her head to her. When Tide approached she would look to the fae. “Tide, do you also request the same as Riki?” the fae couldn’t speak, but she could at least wager as much.
            <Panther> Panther, although he had a sibling, he grew up as an only pup. His paws shifted as his tail swayed, he nosed Sanek’s scruff as howls sounded around them. He looked to Sanek with a stamp of his paw, appreciative that the brute had agreed to the bond. He smiled, he would have to get used to having a brother, just like he got used to the feeling of having a mate. Returning to the crowd, he’d settle once again, beside Saskia. He’d watch as Rikki approached the rock, asking to join the pack and become a pledge. It seemed Tide wanted to as well, and so he’d watch with interest.
            <Saskia> A warm smile would find Sanek as he passed her. She’d grown to find friendship in the way of proximity in bond with her mate. When Rikki asked to join the pack, she would tilt her head. It was early to ask such things. Had she spoken to Kova since she’d arrived? Saskia was in no way against such a connection being formed, but this early Saskia wasn’t sure about. She looked to her mate, questionably. What she did like, however, was the respect in her young voice. Saskia smiled, happy to see it. Would Tide try to speak of her desire to join the pack? For now, her gaze remained on Tide.
            <Mystic Rain> sitting onto her hindpaws and lowering her front half just a little as well. Holding her breath she looks up at Kova hoping the Lead fae understands her intention. And when the question does come she out a breath she was unaware of holding in and attempts to nod respectfully even if there is a little hint of excitement there.
            <Kova> She would gather as much from Tide and look to now the pair of them. She would wait a moment more, just to see if any others would step forward with the same request. When none approached, she’d continue. “You stand before the pack to pledge to join us. As a Pledge, you will learn and grow with the pack but most importantly, you will know the ways of our pack and the way of your heart. This is a time to ensure that this pack is your home and where you desire to belong and call home. Are in agreement to this and are willing to walk this path forward?”
            <Sanek> he hadn’t met Rikki yet and the name Tide was unfamiliar to him.. though as he followed Kova’s gaze he found himself looking at the small wolf he had met earlier. She hadn’t spoken at all during their interaction but her motions conveyed a polite and friendly wolf. He hoped to get to know her and Rikki better after the meeting’s conclusion. For now he remained seated and listening.
            <Rikiwulf> The white wolf listened closely to Kova’s words, her gentle eyes following along as excitement trailed through her. She couldn’t be more certain of her decision. She knew what she wanted. Her home was no more, both her parents were long gone. Her father she knew for certain, her mother.. not so much. Though she hoped in her heart that Sirris had made a safe journey to wherever she was right now. Rikki would look up at Kova, eyes glowing with excitement as she nodded her head and bowed in respect. “Of course, miss alphess Kova. I long so in my heart to join this pack, find a new home and form new bonds with wolves. I have nowhere else to go, I so seek to make this place my home. I pledge my heart to WolfSpirits and I pledge myself to you as packs alphess. I wish to walk this path forward and join this pack to call it my home.”Rikki would confirm, keeping her head bowed low, a soft wag of her tail as happiness flooded her heart.


            Rook would look to the new fae and to Tide; the latter he would look with great curiosity. He had not promised to find her a home here. He promised to find her home, but one might say the smithy of words had neglected to define which. That suited him…she owed him a story, and he come calling soon enough.
            Above the tendrils and passages of memory from past to present, from present to future, the gray raven had seen all he’d need to see for the night. The cover of one book closed as he watched two other tales beginning their telling.
            <mystic rain> tilts her listening intently at the alphesses words and when rikki speaks up she nods just a little in agreement before bouncing, briefly from one front paw to the other while other wise remaining seated and nods her own agreement to the question her banner moving just a little.
            <Kova> A knowing nod would usher forward at the pair of faes, especially to the shared tones and words of their heart. The pair where new, Riki being the newest of them, but she looked forward to knowing their tales and especially Tide’s when she spoke if she did. “As the pack lay witness to Riki and Tide’s request, then I shall make it so. From this forward on, you may present yourselves as Pledges of WolfSpirits. May your journey be true, and your heart truer to it’s path with us.” she’d rise her paw and stomp the stone.
            <Fianna> would hold herself quiet and intent as she listened to the two young fae’s began a new journey. Tide.. Fianna was a bit confused, happiness that the fae wanted to stay with them warring within her about *why*. Did she not hold out hope of returning home? Fianna would stomp her paw to Tide and Rikiwulfs new pledging and feel excited as she looked forward to seeing what and who they would become.
            <Rune> ⊰✲ The evening was beginning to wind down, wolves settling into comfortable places with friendly company. Rune lifts her maw to howl for Rikiwulf and Tide, two faes who she had not yet met. Well, she’d have to be sure to find them in the coming days to congratulate them. ✲⊱
            <Grimwolf> ‘ Thanks for the wise words, and wiser company, but I need to sleep on something night, Lore Master. ‘ Grimolf would stand up firing, a short glance towards Alpha rock before turning around to walk off into the woods. It wasn’t time for that moment, he needed to do a lot more before stepping up to those rocks to ask for the opportunity. Besides, everyone deserved to rest their orbs from the broody sight that was — Grimolf.
            <CwnAnnwn> He had not yet met either of the faes that had requested to begin the journey to becoming pack, but when Kova named them as Pledges, he would stomp his paw for them. He leaned lightly against his mate as he waited to see if there would be any other announcements at this meeting or if that was the last.
            <Kova> As the last of the evenings events would come to a fold, she would dip her head and wait for them to move back to their desired places. She to, was curious for both the wolves but more so to know of Tide’s story. Her hues would cast long to each wolf now before she would offer another note before closing the meeting. “I would cast a friendly reminder of those who have a mentor, to seek them out soon, so that knowledge can be shared and given from mentor to mentee for the next meeting.” she would bow her head and offer a wave of her tail. “A wonderfully strong night for bonds and celebrations. Congratulations to everyone, and thank you to all who heeded the call for tonights meeting.” her paw would softly stomp the stones surface before she would turn and make her way off the stones surface and land easily in the snow.

            Pack Meeting #212

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            Meeting Notes

            February 25th, 2023

            Happy 22nd year Anniversary WolfSpirits!

            • Ophaelos is named Assessment
              • Mentor: Saskia
            • Code is named Assessment
              • Mentor: Rook
            • Saskia and Panther become mates
            • Saskia and Code named Spirit Sisters
            • Kova and Rook become Courts
            • Rowan advances to Assessment
              • Mentor: Shakira
            • New Bot Announcement!
              • The hunting bot for Discord is now ready! See your nearest hunter or packmember to get more details!
            Number Of Wolves Present


              +Fern +Code +Cajun +Ophaelos +Rowan
              Leora Foxfur Grimwolf Althea Elvira Shukie

              Pack Meeting Begins


              <Kova> once she reached the clearing, she would look around for those she could see. She would make note of Saskia in the distance, and offer to her a warm chuff in greeting. A swift wave of her tail was given before she would stride up towards the direction of the Alpha’s stone. Reaching the base, she would ascend it before lifting her muzzle and letting loose a low, soft howl for a gathering.

              Rook 📖 A few long days had seen him watch over an uneventful eastlands– he had not seen the “aurora” that Grim had seen a few nights prior. Today had found him making his way back from the western Hollow’s Wood, a likely spot to hear, in the silence of such a place, the howl given by Kova. He had hoped to accompany Grim back, but so be it…Rook would tarry no longer and make haste along a worn westward trail alongside the slowly swelling river.

              CwnAnnwn Silver male was still near the Caretaker’s cache when the sound of the alpha fae’s howl reached him. Turning his frame to the northwest, he would begin to lope towards the clearing, weaving between the trees, tail held out behind him like a banner as he moved onwards.

              <Calder> He had been making his way into the clearing already and by the time a howl would reach his ears he would perk them and begin to stride forward with a swift wave of his tail. He would proceed along the trees and perhaps just missed Daithi’s scent? Or maybe he wasn’t on the right track just yet. All the same, he proceeded with eager paws until he broke into the clearing and listened to the wind welcome him with many scents and sounds.

              Ophaelos .ೃ࿐ The scent of the clearing was within reach now. It was faint—few wolves seemed to linger. He was still within the thick of the forest, however, and would eventually veer off of the edge of the river and trot directly South. If he were to continue going down this path, he’d likely get put out at the most-Western corner of the clearing, but he was still a good distance away. At the sound of a howl he recognized only as Kova’s, his legs would shift him from a trot to a lope. Typically, a howl from her means a meeting, from the few times he’s heard her call. This time, however, he was the farthest he’s been from the clearing when a time like this arises. He didn’t expect another meeting to happen so close to the previous… what could this be about? *ೃ༄

              Fern -ˋˏ ༻❁ Fern would be in and out of the Southern treeline of the clearing as of late, but not far enough to be unable to catch the whisper of a calling howl from the midst of the clearing. It seems a meeting was due? Of course she would first cautiously look out upon the lands, watching for anything she did not expect, like newcomers, before timidly padding her way up to the Alpha Stone with a soft chuff announcing her arrival. Who was there at the moment? ❁༺ˎˊ-

              * Kova eventually the wind would be welcoming many more scents to the clearing. She swung her tail slowly and happily, as she would pick out each intricate scent. She would notice Calder, then Saskia again, Ophaelos then Fern who also appeared. She would sway her tail, chuffing to her in kind in a greeting. When the others settled into their spots, she would smile and dip her head. “Thank you to those who have heeded this afternoon’s call!” she’d begin first, allowing others to break the distance.

              <Calder> When the others began to gather, he would give a polite and friendly nod to each and everyone he was able to see. He saw Fern among the gathered and gave a chuff back to her in response to her own before turning an ear and his expression to Kova. He looked around another moment, just to see if his mate was near or Ragaire but saw neither so he kept a closer distance to the others to listen.

              <Shakira>   still near the carcass that had been felled conveniently near the stream that bordered the wooded strip that divided the Hunting Grounds from the Clearing, would perk her ears to the echoing ringing of a howl, and a most important one indeed; that of the Alpha. Turning back to the carcass briefly to tear off a sizeable chunk to bring as an offering to any who may be hungry, she would set off at a brisk pace towards the Clearing.

              Ophaelos —  .ೃ࿐ It is times like this when long legs become the handiest. He’d be able to clear the final mile between him and the tree line of the clearing within several minutes. He’d pause as his eyes adjust to the clearing and sure enough, he’d see the gathering wolves near the Alpha stone. He trots forward, his maw open slightly as he pants. The water from the creek splashes his legs when he moves forward. Would he see Saskia? Surely so. Remembering their promise, he’d sidle up to her, leaving a comfortable distance given the season. Before sitting down beside the fae, he’d nose her shoulder silently, giving her a careful glance. Perhaps that one communicated… ‘See me afterward.’ Now was not the time nor the place to discuss their theories, so instead, he’d look up at Kova with a watchful and curious gaze, remaining quiet for now. *ೃ༄

              * Leora the yearling would have taken her leave sometime in the evening from the clearing to go find her own lil cozy spot to rest. Rest she did! By the morning now, she would be making her way towards the direction of the clearing when a howl reached her! Ohhh! She could sense a great deal of wolves, and so she would swiftly move along the eastern edge, cutting into the ancient forest first to hopefully make the distance shorter. She was on her way!

              <CwnAnnwn>  It would not take long for the male to find himself slipping between the trees and into the clearing. He would not slow his pace once the rock came into view, his pace remained steady as he closed the distance to those whom had all ready gathered.
              ⚜Saskia⚜ —  Saskia would dip her head to Kova as she ascended the rock, turning her head to see a couple who arrived in the clearing. She’d see Fern first, and would chuff softly, offering a spot beside her for the familiar fae. She then saw Calder, dipping her head to the darker male. She’d not offer him a spot beside her like she did for Fern, mostly because she knew he’d wish to seek a spot nearest his kin. At last, she’d find her gaze lingering upon the white brute. It was Ophaelos. A tension washed over her frame before she shook it off, chuffing in his direction and also offering him a spot.

              Rook 📖 Both pace and proximity would likely see him observing Shakira’s path toward the clearing. He’d offer a chuff in hopes of closing the distance to the clearing together. A friendly dip of his nose would be all he gave to the Lead Huntress, however; lots on the mind of the Lore Master today as with any day. Grace given them both, either together or separately (dealer’s choice), they’d get to the clearing together or shortly after one another. He would first look for his sisters or kin before taking a place alongside them (if present), or claiming a spot near the eastern middle part of the gathered to save said goobers a spot.

              Code — Code would have heard the howl and awoken sleepily shortly after Saskia had left. She stood up and shook off the gathered snow on her pelt with a yawn. She quickly headed to the clearing, not wanting to miss this meeting, and entered through the northern treeline . A prickle of anxiety sparked as she saw the sheer number of wolves gathered so she’d find Saskia in the crowd and stand close to the fae, her ears slightly pinned.

              Fern —  -ˋˏ ༻❁ Oh, there she was! Saskia perfect, at least Fern didn’t have to sit next to anyone unfamiliar, though to be quite honest it would do her some good to step out of her comfort zone a bit. “Saskia, hello!” Her golden snout would softly offer a nuzzle and a few licks before looking back up to Kova while waiting for everyone else to arrive. For sure she would notice Calder as well. Gosh, she really needed to get on top of her tasks, patrolling and talking with Rune wise, if she ever wanted a chance to become a fully fledged member. Her gaze would not yet find Code as she was too busy keeping an eye out on the group in front. ❁༺ˎˊ-

              * Kova as each wolf would continue to gather closer she would swing her tail happily behind her. She saw Shakira among them and would be followed by Rook. She would linger upon him a little longer than others perhaps, before she would address all the others with a grin, now starting. “Today marks the 22nd year anniversary of WolfSpirits, and every year I always reflect on those who’ve made this place as wonderful as it has been over the many years we’ve been around. Truly we wouldn’t be here without the dedication, spirit, and amazing wolves who make this place us. I never imagined that I’d be sitting here today, 22 years in, and being surrounded by such amazing wolves (and people!). From the bottom of my heart, I’m so grateful for each of you, and for your talent, heart, and dedication to this pack to see it thrive for as long as it has, and will continue to do.”

              Rowan – The fae had been wandering near the eastern woods, though quickly she started towards the clearing at the sound of a howl. Kova’s howl, perhaps a meeting was in tow. Either way, she would quickly trot into the clearing and towards the Alpha Rock.

              ⚜Saskia⚜ — Saskia would hum deeply and nuzzle Fern, turning back to hear Kova’s warm appreciation. She would look around as it seemed quiet, and stand, speaking out in strong, warm tones. “Nor would we be here today if it weren’t for the strength, and resilience of our strong Alpha who has led the pack so far…” She’d stamp her paws and give Kova a nod of respect before seating herself back upon her haunches. She’d turn and see Rowan, and chuff her way. She’d offer Rowan a spot near them, but the spot beside her way reserved for her court.

              * Leora she would slip into the clearing just in time, it would seem! She would enter in and look around. She saw a lot of wolves! WOw-weee. Her tail would shift behind her quickly before she spotted her brother! She would give a wave of her tail and quickly slink over to him. Pressing her shoulder firmly into his, she would look up to Kova and the meeting.

              Panther – Would he have heard the howl from the carcass? If so, he would be up on his paws in no time. Instead of trotting, the male would likely be sprinting, he ain’t missing everything this meeting has to offer! Though, it would take him a while to get there.

              Fern —  -ˋˏ ༻❁ Fern’s golden gaze would surly winded at the sound of 22nd! 22 years? Gosh! Kova surely couldn’t be 22 years old… but how else would she know! She began to wonder about the great history this pack must withhold to go on that many generations of wolves. Oh she just needed to find out, and soon she would, once she actually gets around to talking to others… But for now, she would live in the moment, swaying her tale to get rid of the prickly tension that came with this amount of wolves. ❁༺ˎˊ-
              Rook 📖 A firm stamp of his paw to the still frozen earth below would somewhat quietly echo Saskia’s sentiments. Just over two decades was a long time… When Leora entered, a quick and low chuff would usher her over to where she sat beside him. He would take in what scents she carried and remark on the silent story therein before turning his attention to Kova and the rest of what transpired.
              CwnAnnwn – He slowed his pace as he neared the gathered wolves and would nod to those present before settling quietly upon his haunches to listen to the alpha fae as she spoke. He himself had been with the pack off and on for a long time, though his father had joined the pack within a year or so of the packs founding.
              Ophaelos — Today at 1:22 PM
              .ೃ࿐ He’d offer a friendly chuff to Fern and Code as they took their seats beside them, remaining seated to watch Kova. His ears would twitch at her words. Twenty-two years… what a lovely number, indeed. His natal pack used to have a similar number, but Ophaelos could never imagine passing on such direct genealogy that one pack name would survive two decades. That’s enough for two or four lifetimes… something like that was nearly inconceivable to think about. *ೃ༄
              Rowan – Once she entered the clearing, Saskia noticed her and had offered a chuff her way. She remained silent, but acknowledged the fae with a dip of her head. She glanced around, so many wolves. Much like she meeting she had been pledged at, though this one seemed fuller. She padded over towards Saskia, seating near her and the group that surrounded her.
              * Kova her hues fell to Saskia and there was a knowing but admiration in her expression to her words. A humbleness. “Thank you, your words are felt truly. Each of yours.” she smiled to look at all the others. There was the humble and admiration that still played along her features. Another moment passed and she’d gently smile, stompin her paw in lightness to keep going. “Now, I would like  to continue the meeting by calling Ophaelos and Code forward please.” she would cast her eyes to the rest gathered, making note of the next proceeding and the presence of each. She’d wait for the two to arrive just below the stone.
              <Calder> He would stomp his paw lightly to the words shared be the others, and to Saskia’s. He himself feeling the same sentiment. When Ophaelos and Code where called, he would momentarily look to both with a smile.
              * Leora as she seated herself by her brother, he would find nothing but the scent of the carcass, a wayward note of Ophaelos before it was just the woods again. She would swish her tail behind her and look out across all the other wolves and then towards Ophaelos and Code. Eager eyes watching them.
              Ophaelos —  .ೃ࿐ At his and Code’s name, he would glance toward the fae. Was it out of surprise? Possibly. He knew of Code’s reclusive nature, so he’d do his best in offering a kind smile of encouragement, waiting for her to get up so that they may approach Kova together. As he looks up at the silvery fae, a thought would cross his mind. Would anyone else be bestowed the honor of approaching the stone tonight, as he and Code have? His thoughts ran—perhaps there was a certain weight in his throat from the anticipation of awaiting Kova’s words, combined with the onslaught of eyes he possibly felt on him. *ೃ༄
              Code —  Code hummed in agreement with both Kova and Saskia. 22 years? Gee, what an old pack! Surely there must be many stories of the early pack. Perhaps she could ask one of the older wolves about the history of the pack… if she was to make this her home, she’d need to know its origins. As Kova called her and Ophaleos forward, Code stepped towards the Really Big Rock. She could feel eyes on her which made her uneasy, a slight flick of her tail betraying her discomfort, but her gaze stayed fixed on Kova. Ophaleos’ smile was much appreciated and gave her a littler more confidence.

              ⚜Saskia⚜ – Saskia would smile to Ophaelos, and offer Code a nudge of encouragement before she stood to ascend.

              Grimolf – Starting the day off with a reluctant grunt ; Grimolf dragged himself out of his temporary den looking outward towards the Eastern Border where the Storyteller pack lay. It was way too early ( for him ) to go out there. Perhaps, he would spent another hour or so with me, myself, and I. Luckily for the stubborn ol’ brute, he’d be blissfully unaware of the massive gathering of the 22nd anniversary. Crowds and Grimolf were still a / huge / work in progress especially when certain pups challenged him to an stare off.

              <Kova> her eyes would be light upon the pair as she would dip her head to both of them. When they approached and stood beneath the stone she would offer in kind, light words. “Code and Ophaelos, your journey with us started sometime ago, and recently you’d pledged with us. Several moons have passed, and your journey has been swift but true. I would like to ask the both of you now, do you still desire to call WolfSpirits your home?”

              Panther – Careful not to trip, he’d still be sprinting towards the clearing. Eventually, he’d enter into the treeline, he’d wind around this tree and that. Leap over this log, and run around that rock. Soon, he would enter into the clearing, halting at the treeline. A meeting was in tow, how much had he missed, he wondered. His gaze found Saskia and he would quickly slip in to sit beside her, dipping his head to everyone gathered.

              Rook 📖 Rook would hmmm lightly to Ophaelos’ scent being present in the tale but left it at that for the moment. It seemed as though she was making good progress in growing further into her roles within the pack. Speaking of which, he turned attention toward Ophaelos and Code, and he would listen both to the question asked of them and to the answers they gave in turn.

              Ophaelos —  .ೃ࿐ At Kova’s words, he would bow his head deeply, presenting her with a watchful and genuine gaze once his cranium was raised. “WolfSpirits has been nothing but kind and welcoming to me. Everyone here has been endearing, and trustworthy… I honor your traditions and have begun to hope to learn more of your ways, and the lay of the land. I could think of no better place to call home, my Alphess.” There was, indeed, no truer way to put his words. This would be his second attempt at placing down his roots. Ophaelos was getting old—he is to turn six in the next few months; he isn’t an old man by any means and was instead, well seasoned. But time flies quickly—his call upon the stone would be proof of this. He is far too old to be a wanderer for much longer, at least to the extent his younger-self was. It was time for a home—a permanent home. The honor of WolfSpirits extending that gratitude toward him would cause a certain warmness to rise to his face. *ೃ༄

              * Althea stretched, muscles aching as she poked her nose out of the small den that her and Elvira had been sleeping in. ”Whew, we really did sleep in..” Althea nudged Elvira with her muzzle. The two wolves had been minding their business since the pack meeting they attended. Everything was so much to take in, why did they feel so safe in this new found territory? They had been avoiding the other wolves, just sticking together which was making their bond grow stronger. The two wolves had heard whispers about a special meeting, yet were too shy to attend.

              Code —  offered a nod to Kova’s words and let Ophaleos speak first. When he finished, she would speak briefly. “My paws have taken me many places, but they always found their way back here. Wolf Spirits is where I feel I belong, and I wish to call it my home in time,” she said, keeping her voice steady and choosing her words carefully.

              * Kova she would look between the pair and still offered a light, but thoughtful expression to them. To their words, she felt true and heard. She’d turn then towards the gathered wolves and those of the pack. She first looked to Saskia, chuffing for her to come forward, then to Rook, to whom she chuffed to come forward as well. “As an assessment of WolfSpirits, you will understand our ways more deeply. You will know the roots of the pack, and the roots of your own heart. You will become more intricately woven into our fold and you will spend the time getting to know the wolves you wish to call family. In your agreement to stepping forward, I would like to name you your mentors. Ophaelos, Saskia will be your mentor through your journey. Code, Rook will be your mentor through your  journey. They will help guide you, and show you the ways of the pack as each have experienced and can share.” her tail would swing then fell to her haunches as she’d nod to both the pair once they reached the stone. She’d wait for them to approach before she’d continue.

              Elvira —  Elvira awoke to Althea nudging her awake. “Althea… leave me alone…” she said in a sleepful haze. “Let me go back to sleep…” She rolled over to avoid the light hitting her eyes. As much as she wanted to get up and do something productive, sleep was just as important. Knowing Althea would drag her out of her sleep anyway, she managed to stumble onto her feet and meet Althea at the entrance to the den. “Now what? Should we go adventure?”

              Rook 📖 A moment or perhaps two would transpire before he realized he had been assigned Code as a pupil of sorts. He would look to the fae a moment, recalling their limited exchanges, and shift his gaze back to Kova. A gentle dip of his nose would offer his own acceptance to the task given him. He had just the curriculum to provide Code with a well-rounded assessment period.

              ⚜Saskia⚜ — would gently nose Panther’s chin as he took a seat beside her, almost startling her in the process. When Kova called her name forward, she would sway her tail and quietly approach the rock. She made her way to the top, and looked between Ophaelos and Kova with a light expression. Ophaelos had gotten his wish, unbeknownst of her. Code had gotten a special mentor.. and she would be proud of her dear friend. Saskia would touch her nose to the top of Ophaelos’s head. “I will give you my knowledge and guidance as best I can, Ophaelos, Assessment of WolfSpirits.” She’d move back and give Kova a smile and a dip of her head before moving back off the stone after Rook’s choice of actions.

              Rowan – She would watch as Panther entered the clearing, settling beside Saskia after Ophaelos and Code were called forth. She’d watch with a curious gaze, was Ophaelos being promoted? Perhaps Code too. Then Saskia and Rook were called forth, she tilted her head. She smiled softly as she watched Saskia became Ophaelos’ mentor, and Rook Code’s mentor.

              * Kova when Rook and Saskia offered their acceptance of their new mentee’s she would give a smile and a dip of her head to the four of them. Her paw would rise and stomp lightly upon the earth. “Then, I would like to have the honor of naming you Code and Ophaelos, Assessments to WolfSpirits. May your journey be true, your heart strong, and your spirit willing as you proceed on your journey to calling home.” she would stomp her paw on the stone swiftly to the pair. She was truly happy for the both of them for they’d grown stronger throughout their time here and looked forward to their progression.

              <Althea> Nodding her head enthusiastically Althea bounded on top of Elvira. ”Yes! Yes! Yes!” The cold air nipped at her nose as she pounced off of Elvira, cleaning her fur from dust and dirt so she looked presentable to the other wolves in the territory. ”I wonder who we will run into today, there are so many faes left to meet”

              <Calder> At the naming of the pair to assesments, he would offer a stomp of his in turn. He was just getting to know each wolf and would be excited to know them more deeply as time would go on. He was excited to see their continued journey.

              CwnAnnwn – He would listen first to Kiva as she called up the pair and posed the question of whether they wished ti continue their path to becoming members of the pack. He listened to their words and when Kova named them to assessment, he would stamp his paw for them.

              Code – stayed silent as Kova named her and Ophaleos assessments, a feeling of pride rushing through her. Finally, after… a year? She would be an assessment! As Rook was named her mentor, she gave a confused expression which was quickly schooled and replaced by a smile. Rook, the Wolf Who Thought Himself A River! She would have to learn to decipher his strange words if he was to teach her the pack’s ways, but she figured she would manage. She nodded to him and then to Kova. “Thank you,” she said. “I will do my best to learn all I can.” She would then return to her original spot near Saskia and their group of friends with a beaming smile, nosing her best friend and dipping her head to everyone else in thanks.

              Panther – Both Ophaelos and Code were called forth, it would seem as though they were being promoted. He hummed softly, nosing Saskia’s cheek, a smile on his maw. Then, she and Rook were called forth. His ears perked and he looked forward as Saskia padded forth. His tail swayed behind him as Saskia and Rook were given apprentices. His paw stamped the ground, and once Saskia returned to his side, he’d nuzzle into her fur as congratulations.

              Ophaelos – .ೃ࿐ At her nose touching his forehead, he would close his eyes, re-opening them with a smile after she speaks, dipping his head to her. “I have no doubt you will make a fine mentor for me, Saskia, future Guardian of WolfSpirits.” A large part of him was satisfied with Kova’s choice as his mentor. He would wonder if she knew of their friendlier bond, or if it was just a random chance that she was picked. Regardless, he was happy—it would have been difficult to be assigned to someone else he didn’t know well. Perhaps not difficult in action, but the road to forming a comfortable bond as the one he shares with Saskia would have been a sizeable obstacle indeed, had it been someone else. He’d be fond of Code’s choice of mentor—part of him was even a little jealous, given how knowledgeable Rook was. Nonetheless, today was a happy day, and the brute was more than satisfied.

              Ophaelos would bow his head at Kova, giving a stamp of his paw alongside everyone. “Thank you, Alphess. I look forward to growing with the pack, especially those close to me,” the male says, glancing at Fern and Code especially—all three of them were assessments now! It was exciting to grow alongside them and forge new bonds going forward. He’d allow the other pair to wrap themselves up before taking a seat with Saskia. *ೃ༄

              Fern —  -ˋˏ ༻❁ Fern would give a happy woof to Code and Ophaelos. Look at that! Her friends were climbing the ranks alongside her! New assessments, Woo! They can all learn together now, how fun indeed. “Congratulations you two!” Her tail would start to wave faster, almost forgetting about her tension of before. ❁༺ˎˊ-

              Elvira —  Elvira followed suit, standing up and shaking off the dirt leftover from the den they slept in. “Hopefully not in the same way we met those one wolves…” She was thinking about their encounter in the woods a few weeks ago, which scared the two faes to the core. “Let’s go, I guess… We have to stay quiet, we’re not going to be interrupting them again and getting both of us in trouble” She walked out of the den, waiting for Althea to follow her.

              <Kova> she would smile warmly to each wolf and watched them take their places back amongst their fold. She would swing her tail and gave a low chuff again, kind of apologetic the fae had to move twice, but she offered a tone to two wolves. “Saskia and Panther, please come forward.”

              ⚜Saskia⚜ —  Saskia would be just about seated when her name had been called. She looked between her court and the rock and smiled, moving towards the rock once more. As she approached, she’d seat herself on her haunches and look to Kova with a horribly hid sense of excitement.

              Panther – His ears perked, had Saskia spoken to Kova about their courtship? He was curious, though mostly excited nonetheless. His tail swayed as he rose to his paws, padding toward the Alpha Rock alongside Saskia. He dipped his head to the Alphess, and awaited her words.

              <Kova> “Saskia and Panther..” she began with soft but knowing tones. “You both have been a courted pair for many moons now. I bring you before the stone to ask of you both to see if your hearts have found their soulmates. Saskia, do you still wish to be named mate to Panther, and Panther, do you wish to be named mate to Saskia?”

              <Calder> He’d smile to the new assessments before turning his ears forward to now gaze upon Panther and Saskia. He would offer a smile and a sway of his tail as he would listen to either’s hearts.

              * Althea was careful with her paws as she padded behind Elvira. She knew that she had to mind her noise pollution, they would have to sneak away quietly due to the fact that they were a little close to Alpha Rock, near the ancient fire. Althea snuck in front of Elvira, heading southwest to near the clearing. ”Ya snooze ya loose, bozo..” Thea smacked her tail playfully on Elviras head and she skimpered forward.

              * Leora she would remain beside her brother until he would approach the rock when he was called forward. She wondered what it was like to mentor another wolf! She was happy for both Ophaelos and Code’s assessmentships and then she looked to Panther and Saskia. She’d tilt her head curiously to the pair and to the naming of what they wished. Mates? She’d have to inquire.

              Rook 📖 He hadn’t approached the stone when bade to do so. It wasn’t out of any emotional response, he just thought he was close enough and that the moment was that of the assessments, not himself. He’d catch up with Code when the festivities were in their lull and offer her both his personal congratulations and her first assignment. For now, however, the proceedings proceeded with courts being asked the potentially difficult question of further, chosen devotion…a common path to share for the time allotted. He’d look to Kova a moment, not understanding the danger he was in from potential questions from his younger sister.

              ⚜Saskia⚜ —  Saskia would wave her tail furiously behind her, unable to contain her excitement. “Yes, yes…! I have walked the same path as Panther for many moons. Our hearts were meant for one another, and I am certain his beats the tempo as my own..” She spoke with confident, happy tones. She knew her heart belonged to the black brute beside her. She had no doubt he would say the same, would he not? She turned to look him in his eyes, awaiting his answer.


              Althea — “I think I remember the clearing being up ahead!” Althea’s tongue hung out of her mouth from the exertion of the run. Althea glanced back at her companion and thought how lucky she was that Vira found her in that river that day and made the decision to stick with her. Their small little society of two was beginning to feel like a real home. “I’m excited to finally get some exercise… We have been so… so… stagnant.”

              Elvira —  Elvira and Althea continued running forward until a strong gust of wind blew the scents of many, many wolves to her nose. “Hold on….” She stopped to sniff the crisp, cold air. “There are so many wolves nearby…” Knowing Althea would want to go see what was happening, she looked over to her friend. She was scared, she didn’t want to interrupt, but meeting other wolves may be good for them both.

              Panther – green gaze settled on Kova as she spoke, a light smile lighting up his features. He nodded in regards to Saskia’s tones. “We have walked the same path for many moons now, I have watched her become the fae she is now, and I would like to continue our path. As one.” He offered in light, happy tones. His tail swaying behind him as he looked to Kova.

              * Kova as the pair would share their heart for one another, there was a soft expression given across her features. From Saskia’s tones, to Panther’s, she knew the heavy weight of their affection for one another, and the promise they shared between only two could. She’d catch Rook’s gaze, offering a gentle one in kind before turning back to Panther and Saskia. “As all have heard the heart and devotion for one another, such is the path of courts to being named a mated pair. I would like to have the honor of being the first to introduce the newest mated pair, Saskia and Panther. May your devotion and hearts continue to beat as one in this journey, together.” for this she would offer a sweet, low melodic howl for the pair. A song worthy to sing.

              * Leora how curious this thing was. Mateship, huh? She would feel her paws shift a little and when her brother didn’t migrate far from her, she would nudge him lightly until Kova’s howl drew her attention away from said question that no doubt would arise. She looked to see Panther, her dear friend, come together in this thing called mateship. How curious. Yes, curious. She was happy for him, though!  Despite the feelings of this new season, she was happy. She would smile and howl for both Saskia and Panther.

              <Calder> When Panther and Saskia where named a mated pair, he would smile and when Kova howled, he would add his song and voice to the mix for the celebration of two becoming one. He’d feel the hearts shared and given.

              ⚜Saskia⚜ —  Saskia’s heart would beat against her chest, and she’d pull her ears back in contentment as Kova’s howls and naming lifted into the air. Her court -.. mate’s words would find her in soft tones, and she would be grateful for them. Panther was her heart, and no wolf could ever compare to him. Not knowing if she was suppose to offer her voice for their own celebration, but she couldn’t hold it back. She’d lift her head into the air and let loose low, soft tones of her inner feelings; Completion. When she was finished, she’d nuzzle Panther on his chin and descend the throne, but not before offering Kova a silent, “Thank you..”

              📖 Yes, a song worthy to sing indeed. When the Song was beckoned, it was made more whole with more notes; so, he would offer up his low howl to the sky in a hearty beckoning for the newly named pair. —danger, danger Will Robinson…the sixth sense of the Lore Master were slowly going off but likely not fast enough to avoid a barrage of questions after this. His own mind was on other things, occupied by his own questions.

              Code —  Code grinned, happy for Saskia and Panther. She added her voice to the song that rang out in the clearing, her tail wagging and wagging with joy for her friends. Mates! Oh, how wonderful! When the howls would cease, she would nod to Saskia with a smile, whispering a “congratulations!”.

              <Kova> she would pick up Saskia’s thank you and smile warmly to the fae and gave them a nod to return back to their place with the others. When all the howls and notes where sung, she would shift her paws just a little on the stone if only to address the wolves of the pack. “Before I continue, is there any who wish to request of me, anything, for this meeting?” she had glanced across the
              <Kova> gathered, hoping to to perhaps see Rune among the gathered at some point, before turning then to the rest momentarily. She knew where her hues desired to fall, but she kept them to each now to ensure she’d not miss any requests.

              Fern —  -ˋˏ ༻❁ How lovely! All of her friends were just getting it good this meeting weren’t they. Panther and Saskia’s love reminded her of a story, but she’ll have to save it for lore night… For now she would give a double stamp of her paws and a gentle yip for the mated pair! This was no doubt a meeting to remember. ❁༺ˎˊ-

              ⚜Saskia⚜ —  Saskia would stop before reaching her spot and then back to face the stone for the third time. Was this going to be a habit? She’d hum and lift her head to meet Kova’s gaze. “I have a request.” It was something her and Kova had spoken about in the past, and now that her romantic bond had formed, she wanted to complete another bonding.

              Elvira —  Elvira followed Althea, temporarily stopping every little while to hear the sounds and scents getting closer, closer, closer. Once they got closer to the others, Elvira stopped them both to avoid barging in unannounced. Maybe, just maybe, one of the wolves at the meeting would notice them. Whatever did happen, Elvira tried to keep the pair of faes as calm and respectful as possible. In a low whisper, Elvira nudged Althea. “Stay quiet, we aren’t getting yelled at again. We don’t even know if we can be here.”

              Ophaelos — .ೃ࿐ With a stamp of his paw and offering his own song, he’d extend his own gratitude to the pair. Ophaelos wasn’t a huge romantic anymore due to his own trials and tribulations that he’s been experiencing. By no means was he a cynic on their behalf, though, and would be delighted for the mated pair—love was a beautiful thing with a painful bite, after all. Eagerly, he’d listened to Kova’s further words and would wonder if anyone had anything else to add to this meeting. When he heard Saskia begin to speak, he would listen intently to his mentors request. *ೃ༄

              Althea —  Althea nodded her head in understanding and she sniffed the air. “The alpha…. Kova? I smell her…” Althea grinned. She was excited, she loved a good party!

              Code —  Code’s stomach flipped with nerves as she knew what Saskia was going to request but the worry was mixed with excitement and anticipation. She stepped forward next to Saskia, her smile widening and tail softly wagging. She nosed the fae warmly and turned her gaze to Kova.

              Panther  – He would’ve offered his own voice, though once it died down, he found his place among the crowd again. He watched his mate as she made it known she had a request, his head tilted. What was this request? He wondered. He kept quiet, and watched.

              * Kova her eyes would fall then towards Saskia who would have meandered from the stone, only to turn around and request another. She smiled softly to the fae and would welcome her back forward. “Please share your request.” she’d invite her forward once more with a lightness to her expression and curious, to.

              Rowan – She stamped her paw into the ground, a smile on her maw. Saskia and Panther, they had been courted, and now they were mated. She hummed softly, she would have to congratulate them at the end of the meeting. Though, her attention directed upon the dark fae as she spoke up about a request.

              ⚜Saskia⚜ —  Saskia would hum. She wouldn’t burden the stone with a third approach of her own paws, but instead she’d stand at the base for now until Kova either denied or accepted her request. “Panther is not the only one I have bonded with since I’ve made WolfSpirits my home. Code has been by my side since the day of my arrival, and has taken a part in who I have become these days. We’ve become very close, and I have spoken to you as well as her about my request to become what WolfSpirits knows as a Spirit sister…” She’d pause and await Code’s expression before continuing. “We have both agreed it is what we want, for our paws to walk side by side as sisters not of blood, but of bond.” She’d conclude and pause, awaiting Kova’s response.

              * Kova as Saskia approached with her request, she’d give a knowing smile. She knew well the strength and bonds between another who might not be shared in blood, but spirit. It was a unique honor that the pack would provide to those of the pack. She turned then to Code and offered the fae to come forward as well. She would seek Code to come forward as well. “I hear your request, Saskia. As a  bonded wolf to another not of blood, but of Spirit, the sibling bond is a strong and true one. We are lucky to find a wolf whom we share our heart with, but not just as a singular bond, for we can share it with others to. I know well this bond.” her hues fell to Code then to Saskia. “If Code agree’s and you both feel strong for this to be made true, then, I would have the honor to name you both Spirit Siblings before the pack. To be recognized, named, and to share that continued bond with one another, throughout your journey within our home.” she would smile and gently stomp her paw to the stone.

              <Calder> When Saskia stepped forward with her request and it to be made with Code, he smiled. He would give a gentel stomp of his paw for the pair of fae’s. He was happy the two of them found a common ground and heart with one another during their time in the fold of WolfSpirits.

              * Leora she would watch all the gathered wolves, so many! She would be happy to see the others advance in their place in the pack, and as well hearts it would seem. Now spirit siblings? Oh, another thing she’d have to ask about! She swished her tail and not knowing the bounds of them fully yet, it was still a time to rejoice and feel the celebration and heart fulfillment to the pair. When they where named, she’d mimic Kova and stomp her paw.

              ⚜Saskia⚜ —  Code’s words would warm her heart and she would look to Kova with knowing hues and a firm nod of her head. Would she notice the two newer fae’s coming into the clearing, if so she would greet them after the meeting, but for now there was an important moment to attend to. “It is as said, and true to our hearts. A bond we wish to seal, as Spirit Sisters..” She would smile at Kova, knowing she knew well of what bonds formed between the two faes based off of her own bond with Fianna.

              * Kova she would look between Saskia and Code, and smile softly as she had given a firm and knowing nod. “It is an honor to name you spirit sisters, Code and Saskia. May your bonds continue to grow stronger.’ she would dip her head to the pair and happily wave her tail for the two.

              Fern —  -ˋˏ ༻❁ Hm? Spirit sister? What was that? After Kova’s little explanation she’d now understand. Fully agreeing that they were fit to be sisters by the bond they held. Fern still remembers to this day that Saskia had first mistaken her for the lighter fae, not to mention she talked about her all the time when she was missing. The golden fae would first give a knowing nod before her tail betrayed her seriousness with more waves of joy and a congratulatory yip! Yet again her friends were getting it SO good this meeting! Maybe one day Fern herself will find an unbreakable bond with someone, be it a mate or a spirit sister… ❁༺ˎˊ-

              ⚜Saskia⚜ — Saskia would wave her tail and dip her head to Kova before stamping a paw under her own frame for their bond. She looked back and moved between Code and her mate, nuzzling them both before seating herself and finally keeping quiet for the continuation of the meeting.

              Rook 📖 Rook would offer a firm stamp to the earth below for the bond Saskia and Code had formed. There weren’t many present that he had found to kindle such a bond with, maybe Phoenix, but that was a product of fate and his own choices. Perhaps, one day he’d find someone to warrant such a title be given to the bond made. For now, his eyes once more looked to Kova.

              * Kova when Saskia and Code would return to their favored places among the gathered, she would smile and swing her tail. The feeling jovial and light and it would radiate with the others. She once more scanned the gathered and allowed the floor to remain open for a request that might be needed and she just hadn’t the moment to share it before the meeting. “Does any others wish to come forward  with a request?” would she notice the two faes in the distance yet?

              <Calder> He’d remain seated and when the request floor was open, he would glance again to all the gathered wolves. He himself hadn’t found such a bond yet with another, but was hoping , with time, he might. For now he’d remain silent and listening. Wondering curiously where Fianna might be.

              Ophaelos —  .ೃ࿐ The sound of having a spirit sibling would cut close to the brute, who smiled and offered his stomp of approval. Losing Eýr was one of the most difficult losses Ophaelos had experienced. It rivaled losing his mate—that alone should convey the seriousness of such a subject. Similar to the others who seated themselves near the brute, Ophaelos would wonder if he, too, would share a similar bond with another wolf. His mind was mainly on the subject of a spirit sibling, not so much a mate… he was far too cynical at the moment to even begin to wonder if there was another in this pack who would work his way into his heart in such a way. It was far too early for him to begin to wonder about such things—both a mate and a spirit sibling—and would quickly shut down such ideas. Instead, he’d offer his kindness to the named-sisters in the form of a simper. *ೃ༄


              * Daithi had spent his early hours rummaging through some brush and munching on some local berries that he had remembered were edible. They tasted tart but quenched a thirst deep in his belly and helped to get rid of that growling sensation. Whilest on pause to lap at some icey water from a stream he was near, could be hear voices on the wind in the far distance? The howls of many… Curiosity could potentially get the best of him had it
              * Daithi not been for his timid nature, instead… he carefully stepped his way towards the voices… He carefully stepped through the dense wooded vale, his paws light on the cold solid ground. Passed the ancient sentinels that protected these woods, they whispered to him as a pup. He would never forget their words… but for now, he continued forward. Until the sun stretched for undergrowth and barren roots that occasionally peeked out
              * Daithi from the dense packed snow. He stayed in the tree line, a pale apparition against the trees, until he circled around to be able to see fur and tail of the wolves he heard earlier. Remaining there, he stayed put, quietly contemplating for awhile

              Rook 📖 The sound of celebration would die down once more, and he would listen and watch in the brief silence that accompanied the lull between Kova’s question and the here and now…the heart racing, heart pounding now. He would nose at his sister, if nothing more than for courage and approach the base of the stone to look up to Kova.

              “I only ask of you the world as I know and feel it. I ask to share a common tale with the time given us and to weave one for the telling when our time has passed. Forgive me my boldness, but I ask a life-long barter of a story for a story.”

              They had shared moments of honest vulnerability in private; the moments that temper the heart but that do nothing to harden it. Such fire and coal analogies so often break here in the details, but that was because it wasn’t a steel to be forged in these moments…it was an alloy. Such metallurgy took time, knowledge, and great care to form a stronger material than what was present separately. This…this was the right analogy and whether he was the chromium to her cobalt+nickel or it was the other’way’round…the end to strive for was the strongest material known.

              Panther  – He had formed the mate bond with Saskia, and Saskia had formed a sisterly bond with Code. He smiled, nuzzling his mate as she settled beside him again. He glanced around, sighing. This reminded him he wanted to speak with Sanek, but it didn’t seem as though the brute was around. Perhaps they could catch up later, he hoped so.


              <Kova> her hues would fall towards the stone hued frame of the Lore Master as he had approached in the boughts of silence from the others. There would be a softness to her expression, a knowing kindle that began to ignite within her own. She’d not appointed another higher ranked wolf yet to their fold, and so, such ceremonies would be given in what her words offered next. But first, she would slowly descend the rock so that she’d be even with Rook and stepped forward until she brushed her nose to his lightly. “Share with two souls, and we will share in freedoms tale.” she’d offer in light tones before her tail swung ever so. If a wolf could blush, surely her cheeks would be rosey like a fresh spring flower. She’d feel her own heart pulsate against her chest for the moments of  shared heart in the ancient wood, would be revealed to the others in the open upon his request. She’d give another moment more before she would swing her tail and address the others. “Rook, I accept your heart and give mine in full and in kind. To explore the paths together and grow stronger in those intricate, but beautiful threads of bondship. I accept your heart as I hope you to mine, and I would be honored to be your court and to join on a journey that of moon and earth can share.” her tail would betray her inner thoughts for it’d be hard to stop it’s sway as she pressed her crown into his, so her chest may press against his own. If only to share their beating hearts, to slow and pace as one.

              Rowan – She tilted her head, spirit sisters, huh? Her ears perked, she hummed softly. She glanced between Saskia and Code, would she find a Spirit Sibling while she roamed this pack’s lands? Would she bond with anyone as these wolves have? As she was deep in thought, watching the happenings of the meeting, she likely wouldn’t notice the two visitors watching them.

              ⚜Saskia⚜ —  Now, saying Saskia was shook was an understatement. Kova… courting Rook? She should’ve seen it coming! Saskia would turn and perk her ears, tail still behind her as she listened to the love language the two rarely, practically never shared. Would Rook show emotion in this moment? She’d look to her mate with a subtle glint of suspense in her eyes, watching the Alpha and the Lore Master. When Code snuggled close, she’d wrap her tail around the fae’s hindquarters but couldn’t keep her gaze off the two at hand.

              📖 Rook would watch Kova and read the words written gently, boldly, with elegant grace and that were hewn upon her frame. His heart continued to race, and he did what he could to steady it in the interceding moments before her voice offered her reprieve from the unbound seas he found himself awash in. A beacon…a lodestar to which to swim toward and swim he would…When she accepted his offer and offered her own heart in kind, he momentarily bowed his head. The weight was born aloft his neck, but it was no albatross; this weight was the torc within which a great deal of magic was kindled. This weight was the stone that completed the stone.

              Rook would not contain the happiness and levity Kova’s words and acceptance offered, and he’d not let her wait a moment longer to accept her own “Your heart is safe with me, mo réalta thuaidh. Your tale is told with every swift beat of my heart.”

              Fern —  -ˋˏ ༻❁ Ha! Fern knew it! She knew those suspicious looks they were giving each other as they went alone into the Ancient Forest that one day weren’t for nothing. But if we’re honest here the idea of Kova courting Rook was quite the surprise to all. Her ears too would be perked with interest as she watched what went down. What a special day it was, a day of love as it seemed it would flow in and out of almost everyone who went up to the Alpha Stone. ❁༺ˎ

              Panther  – Panther tilted his head, curious. Another courted pair? Kova and Rook, he had missed their longing gazes that no doubt wandered to each other from time to time, so he was definitely surprised. His eyes were curious, would Rook become Alpha alongside Kova? Or remain Lore Master? He seemed to lean towards the stone, interested. He caught himself and instead leaned into his mate.

              * Kova there would be no betraying how she felt, for she felt this way for sometime. The stone hued male of the Mean Oiche had stolen her heart perhaps sometime ago, but after a pause and breath of recent events, and time shared and spent closer together, she knew where her heart truly and wanted to belong. She would gruuu softly against his crown and nuzzled into his chest. His words binding to
              <Kova> her heart like a special golden thread, now firmly tethered to her. To his promise, she’d offer her own. “And yours is safe with me. A tale tethered to one another for as long as the threads will last..” She would gently place her paw atop his own briefly, knowing he knew of it’s meaning before she would feel her heart race until she’d let loose a gentle, low song for their
              <Kova> courtship!

              * Leora she would give a swing of her tail to both Saskia and Code. How exciting, she thought! It was there she would be left to her own when her brother took a few paces forward. She blinked and tilted her head and when the pair seemed to share a lovers story, she blinked even more. Her eyes where like “@o@”. So many questions now fell into the forefront and now they where burning to be asked! But this was a special moment, so, she kept to herself. Did she notice Althea and Elvira yet? Her eyes where glued and when Kova howeled for the courtship to her brother, she felt her own howl added in kind! So.many.questions.

              ⚜Saskia⚜ —  A song that was worth sharing, indeed! Saskia would look back to her mate with an awwe look in her hues. She stamped her right paw firmly, happy for the two as they began their long yearned-for journey of love. She too wondered if Rook would become Alpha alongside Kova, but deep down she felt he would not uphold such titles and none would live up to his own of Lore Master. She’d wait for Rook to sing his song before she offered her own into the sky. A night of love, kinship, and bonding as they lived yet another year in the intricate threads of time; 22 years to be exact!

              Rook  📖 One more quiet moment out at sea and he was on the shore of a new and wonderous venture. The air within him swelled bringing the cold winter’s air within what felt like a smelter. He breathed a long and low breath before then lifting his own note skyward. Song and story were sang and written but not yet fully. This was a barter he would honor until the last of his breaths fell and until the silent name given him left this world for the memory of another’s story told.

              Quietly now, he would press the crown of his head to Kova’s shoulder and move to sit beside his sister, Leora. He had much to answer, he knew.

              Ophaelos —  .ೃ࿐ A courtship was a lovely thing—he remembers the two separate times he was courted. Although, he’s never mentioned the first to anyone. Ahh… he could feel the puppy love from here. He’d stomp his paw, offering his song to the sky to celebrate their union. It seems the season brought on many feelings for everyone! He hadn’t been here long enough to notice Kova and Rook’s affection toward each other, but it was clear they felt heavily for one another. The air between them was palpable, even from where the brute sat. *ೃ༄

              Panther  – An ‘awwwe’ look was shared with his mate. Now that he thought about it, he and Saskia courted before the alpha, was that weird? He shook his head, glancing back to the courted pair. He stamped his paw and he would offer his own voice once the Alphess and Lore Master did.

              <Kova> there would be another soft but hard felt nuzzle to his shoulder and frame swiftly before she would step from her court (insert hehe here), and up the slope of the rock she’d go. When she reached it’s edge, she would stand there again and offer a warm but soft expression to the wolves present. Her tail would sway behind her with a little more air before she’d offer. She’d let loose a gentle breath and seeing Rowan among the others, she would offer to the fae to come forward.

              Rowan  – She watched the happenings of the clearing, unaware of the two newcomers. Her tail swayed, she offered a stomped paw in regards to the new courted pair. She rose to her paws noticing Kova beckoned her forth, she offered a subtle smile and padded forwards.

              <Kova> when the fae would come forward, she smiled. “Rowan, you have been a pledge for sometime now, and I wanted to ask you now, if you are ready to proceed to the next step of Assessmentship and your journey with WolfSpirits to become a member?” eyes would be light and curious to the fae’s response.

              *Rowan She glanced first towards Ophaelos, they had pledged together, she hummed softly then looked towards the Alphess. “My paws have wandered, but I believe this is my second chance at a permanent home. If you will allow it of me, I would like to proceed and take the next step.” She offered in light tones, giving a firm nod to Kova’s words. If the alphess were to accept, who would her mentor be?

              <Kova> “As an assessment of WolfSpirits, you will learn more intricately the ways of the pack and fold you are about to join. I will name your mentor now, as Shakira.” she would look across the gathered wolves to the Lead Huntress. She’d invite the fae to come forward if she wished. “Shakira will help lend and give her knowledge to you so that you may grow stronger in knowing the pack ways and rules, and as well, your own path to joining us. Do you accept your next step and journey?”

              Ophaelos —  .ೃ࿐ A smile would find him as Rowan was called to pledge. Indeed, he would catch her glance and would offer a respectful bow of his head. This was exciting—for both of them, he’d like to think. He was worried for a moment that, due to her lack of appearance lately, she wouldn’t have the privilege to ascend with him. Alas, by Kova’s gracious philosophy, she would be joining not only him and Code but Fern and Cajun as well! *ೃ༄

              Rowan – Her hues had caught Ophaelos’ respectful dip of his head, her tail swayed behind her as she eagerly waited for Kova’s words. When they came, she looked up at her quickly, listening. Shakira, the Lead Huntress was named her mentor, and she would be sure to seek her out after the meeting or tomorrow morning. “I accept. I shall learn all that there is while I can.” She offered, eager to take these next steps and learn more about this pack she will be journeying into.
              * Kova when Rowan would accept the next stage to joining the pack and her mentor was named, she would smile. Her tail slowly brushed across the surface a few more times before she would rise her paw up “As all have lay witness to Rowan’s pledge, and now pledge to her mentor and the pack, I would like the honor now of naming you Rowan, WolfSpirits Assessment.” she let loose a low breath before stomping the stone for Rowan!
              Rook 📖 Another named assessment would be added to the growing list of wolves to learn the ways of the Wolfspirit. Here, he thought, was a valuable lesson to those already established. This pack thrived on the addition from a world beyond the proverbial bubble, much like the ‘tellers had. Although the ways of the Wolfspirit were vital in continued success of the pack, stories should be told and heard. He would once more look between the newly named assessments and to the one under his charge and stamp his paw firmly in congratulations to Rowan. Perhaps he would see Althea and Elvira near enough now and would offer them a much more welcoming chuff than the greeting they had near the Ancient Forest. Would they heed the welcome?
              <Leora> she would nuzzle her brother softly when he rejoined her but she would now look to Kova and Rowan. She hadn’t met the fae to much and would have to change that! She watched curiously and when the fae was named Assessment, she would gently stomp her paw for the fae to! Another Assessment, woo! She could feel the elated expression and feelings across the others.
              * Shakira would have seemed to slip into the fold unseen aside from Rook whom she had entered into the Clearing shortly behind, offering her own sentimental howls and praises as the time and advancements allowed. Though now it would seem she was called upon to be a mentor, a teacher for one to join the fold and call the pack home. Stepping forward she would come up to nose gently and briefly along Rowan’s ruff if only to let her know of her support. “I accept the role of mentor for Rowan, she has already proven her worth and dedication to the pack and I will be honored to teach her further of our ways.” She said before the Alpha would name the newest Assessment, her own growl raising for the she-wolf before she would step back to the back of the crowd.
              ⚜Saskia⚜ — Today at 4:22 PM
              Saskia would watch as Rowan went forth, and she’d smile for the fae. Rowan wasn’t around a lot, but recently she’d stayed nearer to the clearing. She knew the fae had a place here, even if she’d not yet found what it was. When the brown fae was named an Assessment, she would lightly stamp her left paw.
              Fern — Today at 4:24 PM
              -ˋˏ ༻❁ Wow! What a day! So many of the wolves she knows are climbing in the ranks. Fern would no doubt give a stop of her paw for Rowen the new assignment alongside her, Ophaelos, Code, and Cajun! Or at least that’s all who she knew. They all should have little assessment meetings and share what they have learned with the rest, how great would that be. ❁༺ˎˊ-
              * Kova she would smile and dip her head and her paw again to the wolves who where present as Shakira stepped forward to accept her new mentoree. She would smile to the fae and nod firmly. She knew that she would be a good mentor to the fae. She would then look to the others gathered, and her hues fell to her court and she smiled. Allowing him to unveil his trinkets and tokens.
              Rowan  – Her gaze settled on the Alphess for a moment, listening to her words. She dipped her head, and stamped her paw for not only herself but the other assessments that had been named today. She smiled as her mentor emerged from the crowd, and nosed her ruff. She nosed Shakira’s shoulder, eager to learn from the Huntress. Her tail swayed and she dipped her head to Kova once more as a thank you, then she slipped into the crowd near Saskia and Ophaelos once more.
              * Kova as her greeting of the pair was given, and the announcements made, she would gently dip her head and offer a warm smile “Thank you all who attended this evening’s meeting. Other events will continue throughout the day, but I welcome you all to enjoy the rest of the afternoon and thank you again for those who celebrate and share in our lore, story, friendship, kinship, and pack with us for another year longer. Truly honored and humbled by each of you.”

              New Bot Announcement

              📖 When the rest of the proceedings were at a place for the teller of tale to tell tale of tinkering, he’d spin the yarn.

              “Ar aird…Ar Aird! Winter’s worst has waned and the hunter’s time of ease has gone. Ahead lie the months of toil…toil for new mouths and new kin. Toil for prey who no longer slog through the snows we grace our wide paws upon. Today marks the end of Winter’s worst and the beginning of Spring of bounty and hardship. ”

              He would stamp his paws heartily upon the earth beneath him and call out again

              “AR AIRD! AR AIRD!!! The bonds of Fenrir are broken and the beast runs free at the behest of the Lord of the Wild, Cernunnos! The hunt, the wild, and the wild places of the lands grow ever so more wild under his direction, and we…we must grow all the wilder.”

              OOC—- A new discord-side hunting bot is ready, and it entails a host of changes and simplifications. An easy word document will be posted summarizing the commands to use, and a quick/easy demonstration will be given shortly.

              The quick and dirty changes: Your health does not reset after every hunt. You must rest and eat meals to steadily replenish your health, of you should seek out the Caretaker for harsher wounds, because she alone can deem you worthy of hunting again. Every meal provided by the prey is calculated by the average maximum meal a wolf can eat, so you are limited to 1 meal every other day. Fishing and predator tracking are not yet available, but are coming soon.


              Pack Meeting #211

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              Meeting Notes

              February 9th, 2023

              • Cajun named Assessment
                • Mentor is CwnAnnwn
              • Rook named Lore Master
              Number Of Wolves Present


                +Fern +Code +Cajun +Ophaelos
                Leora Foxfur Grimwolf

                Pack Meeting Begins


                * Kova perhaps they’d be equally as lost in a pool of reflection. Without his gentle nuzzle, she’d remain there for a little while longer. She dipped her head and nosed him lightly in kind before turning and making her way up towards the Alpha’s stone. Once she was at it’s edge, she would lift her muzzle up and howl. Perhaps shortly after FoxFur’s to indicate a gathering. A direction for the fae to traverse.
                * Fianna would see Panther just to the north as she and Calder entered the area, and she had been about to quickly turn his way, wanting an update on how he was and of the fox, but Kova’s howl would rise just then and she would arrest the motion to remain near Calder for the meeting. The reporting could wait. For now, she was interested to hear what might be a paw.and would pad into the middle of the clearing, taking close note on all who appeared before settling nearby. Had she noticed Rook entering with Kova? Perhaps.. And a sly and keen look would be sent them both as she settled.
                <Fern> -ˋˏ ༻❁ There, yes, she had spotted her friend Saskia after a bit of gazing, not to mention other approaching wolves. But who was she with? From afar a black smudge might have been Panther- No… It was Grimolf. Her pelt prickled with tension, not to mention the stress of the amount of wolves that attended the meeting, but added onto the wolf she disliked probably most… This is going to be a challenge indeed. She was weary at first,not moving a paw forward, but at Kova’s howl she knew to heed it’s call, and that she did. Gingerly picking up the pace to the Alpha Stone.
                * Leora she -was- headed to the hunting grounds to get something nice ‘n tasty! But there was a howl. She recognized it’s tone and meaning, so swiftly and without hesitation she would run towards the direction of the clearing. She had already had a good lead by now, and moments more the young and light fae would erupt out of the shadows! She was here! She made it! Quickly she would glance around to
                <Leora> see who was there.
                <Cajun> padded into the clearing and as the brute neared the stone he bowed and dipped his head to Kova and then to the others he saw seated nearby the big male paded over toa spot where he usualy sat at during gatherings and sat down on his haunces letting his tail lay on the ground ina half but relaxed curl behind himself Cajun then looked around seeing who all was there and nearby giving a twitch of his ears a couple times
                * Rook Story 📖 Depending on where Fianna and Calder stopped, he just might catch the goober-ridden glance of his sister. He’d not be embarrassed of his heart’s path, but he would give Fianna a roll of the eyes before he came to rest on the east side of the Alpha’s rock just a few padfalls from Ophaelos. If the male was attentive enough, then he too would catch a dip of the nose in greeting before more and more wolves began their own approach in answer to Kova’s call. A quick chuff would given to Cajun. Had he taken note of his youngest sister, Leora? A quick scan of the rest of the clearing might find her or she might just find him.

                * CwnAnnwn Hearing the alpha fae’s howl for a gathering, he picks up his pace to an easy lope towards the clearing, weaving between the trees. It would not be long before the clearing became visible between the trees. His pace didn’t slow as he crossed the threshold of trees and clearing, angling towards the alpha rock as he scanned the gathering place to see whom was present.
                * Foxfur hesitates near the edge of the gathered wolves, her head near to spinning at the number and variety of pelts and scents. She scuffs the earth with one dainty paw, a bit uncertainly, then her owl-yellow eyes find Kova-Alpha and she relaxes, loping easily into the midst of New Pack Wolves to bow, one foreleg extended politely, before the Alpha Female. “Well-met tonight now-now, Alpha Kova,” she greets respectfully with a loose mid-level swing of her brush-tail.
                * Kova as the clearing began to usher in sounds of conversation and many scents, she felt her heart full with the amount of wolves to heed the call. There would be a gentle expression and one of thoughtfulness to it’s growth. She allowed what time was needed for each wolf to hear and heed the call as they desired. She would turn to Foxfur who approached and she offered to the fae a chuff in
                <Kova> greeting in kind. “Well met.” she’d respond. Moments more would pass, and she would cast her eyes to several among the fold. “Thank you to all who have heeded tonights call. We will have a swift meeting, and to follow a Lore Night.” she swung her tail behind her lightly before it fell against her haunches. “First off, I would like to call Cajun forward.”
                Fianna would look about for someone to.settle by tonight that she did not normally do, her eyes scanning the wolves and perhaps spotting Fern? The assessment seemed worried about something, off kilter perhaps, and she had always hung about the outskirts of the pack. Fianna would chuff softly to her and her beckon with her head for the fae to.settle.nearby if she’d like? She’d also spot Saskia with Grimolf, and her attention
                <`Raven> would pin the two for a moment before she settled more, a light gaze lingering on fern as the meeting began.
                <`Raven> <Grimolf> “ What a lot of nonsense. . . “ He whispered in an irritated tone ; his worse nightmare coming to life in the form of a massive get to together ! They really did these annually, how ?!? A unfamiliar howl briefly stopped Grimolf’s inner complaining turning towards the direction of it. Who was that ? — On second thought, he didn’t really care. ( Here we go, Grimolf. ) He continued to talk to himself feeling the weight of dozen
                <`Raven> scents harassing his nostrils. This was clearly a test sent by a higher power to see how long Grimolf could last before he went stir crazy. He sent Ophaelos, a nasty look before finding somewhere comfortable to lay his unwilling body down. Something told him someone was watching him in the corner of his orb — shifting his gaze to the side, he spotted Fern staring at him with a nervous. ( What are you looking at ? ) He thought out loud not
                <`Raven> taking his orbs off Fern’s gaze seeing how long until she broke eye contact.
                <`Raven> <Fianna> c/Fianna Pink +Fianna would chuff softly to Foxfurs as well, knowing the fae wasn’t used to how meetings progressed and she would beckon her over to.sit beside them too?
                <Cajun> perked his ears hearing the alpha words to him and he got up and made his way over to the front of the alpha stone the coal brute bowed his head to Kova then sat down facing her looking up*
                * Leora like a bat in the night, she would fly into the clearing just in time! Oh man, she saw so many wolves! some new! Others friends like Panther! She hadn’t seen him in sometime and gave a hushed little wuff in his direction before seeing her brother, sister and her sisters other half. She still wasn’t all knowledged about that twitterpattin stuff, so it bothered her not. Perhaps this year might
                <Leora> be slightly different for her? Who knew! She would aim to walk to her siblings first and settle beside them to have a comfy spot in which to listen to the meeting. She knew the rules!
                * Panther heard the call, heeding it as quickly as he could. Perhaps catching Fianna’s eye, he would dip his head. There were a couple new wolves around that he hadn’t met yet. As he looked around, he may spot Saskia, and if he did, he was sure to notice Grimolf. He hummed, acknowledging the brute padding alongside his court. His paws shifted as he offered a soft chuff to the Guardian in Training and the brute beside her. It would seem as though Ophaelos was with them as well, and the same would be offered to him. Panther caught Leora’s hushed wuff, and he would dip his head in her direction. He turned, tuning into Kova’s words as he sat before the alpha rock.
                * Foxfur would have eased forward at the chuffed acknowledgement of the Kind Alpha to nose gently at her ruff, then just as quickly, slips away to a respectable distance so she can scan the crowd of assembled wolves. So many! Foxfur notices Calder-friend among the many, and waves her tail friendly-like at the Big Dark-furred Male. But it is another wolf, a female with kind eyes (Fianna) who captures the little yearling’s attention. Drawn by her gaze on her, Foxfur trots gracefully over to sit back on her haunches next to her, chuffing a curious and interested hello as her ginger-backed ears rotate around, trying to capture every sound at once.
                * Kova regardless of the meandering glances and passing tones of body language, she would read them and respond later. For now, her hues turned then to Cajun whom she called forward. ” Cajun, you have been a constant presence here for sometime, and you pledged yourself to the pack. I would like to ask you now, is it still in your heart to join WolfSpirits as your home and as your family?”
                * Fern would surprisingly held his gaze for a moment longer than she expected to, before breaking contact to scan over the other wolves. There was clear tension between them both. And once close enough that only a few more steps would lead her to the side of Saskia, Fern would deliberately frown at the sight of the pitch black brute beside her. Eyes blinking once and then without words, she moved to take a seat on the outside of Ophaelos, farthest away from Grimolf. She would shuffle her paws nervously, not glancing even once over to either of them just yet. Fern didn’t know how to feel, she didn’t want to be anywhere near him right now but she would have to, she didn’t even want to speak words to him. She wasn’t wanting to be mean to Saskia… But why would she sit next to him?
                * Rune A nearby howl catches Rune’s attention, drawing her ears up. This howl did not sound distraught and so Rune would take her time descending from the boulder pile she was lounging on. She new the howl’s maker well, Alpha Kova, and heads towards the Clearing at a trot. The Caretaker often slipped into meetings late, materializing at the group’s edge to try and catch up on what had transpired.
                * Ragaire ✩☾ Wee! What’s this? A howl, what joy! Ragaire streaks towards the Clearing at a sprint, paws flying over the earth as she dashes between the Hunting Ground and the Clearing. She’d been wasting time in the strip of woods between the two vast plains, trying to catch critters here and there. A meeting, though, was much more fun.
                * Rook would watch Cajun be called to the front and would smile inwardly at the call to advance further in his journey to become pack. This would be interrupted by Fern who had unwittedly sat herself between he and Ophaelos…a little too close. The stone-hued male would clear his throat gently and whisper ”Uh, hello there, Fern. Mind settling just a pad fall or two to your left?”
                *Ophaelos The brute would ignore the dirty look and would instead focus on Kova, looking up at her diligently as she spoke to Cajun, a male he had met only briefly. He would look away once he felt the presence of Fern taking a seat near him, but not too-near to draw any eyes. He’d notice her glances at Grimolf and her unease, and would gently nose her shoulder in greeting to keep her from getting too worked up over the brute, offering a smile and a
                <`Raven> silent hello so as to not disturb the wolves currently talking, before returning his attention back up at the stone. *ೃ༄
                <Cajun> his attention fully focused on Kova as the Alpha spoke to him the coal male lisnted to her words and once she finished the big coal brute stood up on his fours Cajun gave a gentle respectable nod back to her then looked up meeting eyes with her once more “Yes indeed I would like that Very very much Kova I have greatly enjoyed my time here in all the clearings and I would like to make this my new home” he gave a wag of his tail then
                <`Raven> stileld it
                * Kova to Cajun’s words she offered a light expression. Her ears turned to the sounds of conversation among the others gathered, but her focus remained upon the brute before her. Paws would shift only a little as she smiled to his response. “As an assessment of the pack, you will be given a mentor. Your mentor will be the one to guide you through the creed and ways of the pack. To teach you the
                <Kova> rules as well as to ensure that your path is true not for just the pack, but to yourself. Are you willing to undertake the responsabilities asked of an Assessment?”
                * Fianna would understand if Foxfur didn’t recall her introduction a few days back. But the guardian had introduced herself! She would be sitting right beside Calder and as Foxfur moved closer Fianna’s tail would wag in a relaxed manner. It would seem Fern had no desire to sit beside her, however, for there had been no response to her chuff in the fae’s direction, and so Fianna would turn her attention forward to Kova, as Cajun was called forward her ears perking as she paid heed to what transpired.
                * Saskia Overwhelmed by the wolves gushing into the clearing, her eyes would dart left and right as she was seated next to Grimolf, but would eventually settle on a softer sight. Her court, Panther. She offered a happy wave of her tail as he moved to join her, in which she’d lick his cheek a few times before whispering; “Hello, my Heart..” She looked down at his swollen leg which looked better than before but was still swollen.
                Unfortunately, she would’ve caught the long stare off between Fern and Grimolf, diverting her attention from the black Hunter. She narrowed her eyes at the interaction. Luckily, Fern started in her direction. She’d wag her tail, waiting for the fae to get close so she could nuzzle her. To her dismay, Fern rerouted and chose a seat next to Ophaelos which left Saskia dumbfounded and quite frankly, in a tinge of hurt. She’d hum and turn back towards the front as Cajun got called to the front. The coal colored brute bringing a smile to Saskia’s expression. A yip here, and a yip there caused her to avert her eyes to a figure of orange settling into the crowd excitedly. She’d perk her ears and lift her paw as she looked over the groups head to get a good view of whom this was. A new fae! How exciting. It seemed she’d been met, but Saskia would have to meet her herself in the coming days. She reminded Saskia, once again, of Code. ༻
                * Calder as he settled beside Fianna he would allow the meeting to unfold. So many wolves and so many scents would wash over him. He swung his tail slowly before allowing it to settle beside Fianna’s. Would he notice their daughter bounding in? Surely so. A soft and welcoming expression was given to her as she appeared but his mind seemed occupied with the proceedings.
                <`Raven> <Cajun> listned carefuly as Kova spoke to him taking in each word to heart for it meant alot to him he was happy more then anyone could imagine right now finally having a home and a real family the coal male gave another bow and stood proper and regal on his fours as he Answered the alpha Kova “Yes I am ready and I promise to try and do my best to full all my duites and things that are asked of me and i shgall heed words of wisdom given to me
                <`Raven> bya mentor with that he smiled and gave a coulple slow wags of his tail
                <`Raven> <Fern> -ˋˏ ༻❁ Fern’s mind was completely and utterly elsewhere at the moment that she hadn’t even noticed that Rook was already seated aside Ophaelos. She’d pin her ears in a sort of apology and embarrassment. “Oh- Sorry, I… I’m sorry.” She would gently mumble, as Kova seemed to be talking. Quickly scooting to the side to make enough room for them all while. ❁༺ˎˊ-
                * Rune When Rune arrives in the Clearing she’d be shocked by the number of wolves present, and new wolves at that. She spots her mate not too far ahead of her and chuffs quietly to him, settling beside him with a nosing to his scruff. It was now that her eyes would scan the group. Saskia with an unknown black brute and her court, Panther. A tawny fae who Rune had scented breifly was sat timidly near Fianna. Ophaelos and Fern
                <`Raven> were present, she’d need to talk with the fae following the meeting. Cajun, a bubbly wolf was stood in front of Kova. The Caretaker dips her head politely to Rook, who seemed to be seated alone for now. ✲⊱
                <`Raven> <Althea> Althea stood in the clearing with Elvira a few feet in front of her. They had only been aquatinted with the WolfSpirit pack for a couple days and the two wolves were beginning to become acclimated to their surroundings, and even each other. Althea looked at Elvira who she was beginning to think of as a friend. ”Oh man, what do you think they are up to over at Alpha rock? Looks like we are missing something…”
                <Grimolf> ( That’s what I thought look away, Fern. ) Grimolf mentally challenged Fern feeling a sense of accomplishment winning that little stare off. Was the Fae scared of him or did she really not like him. Whatever the case, if she stared at him like that again, he’ll be sure to make it / known / Grimolf doesn’t like being stared at by anyone. He scoffed when the two most undesirable wolves sat next to one another — Fern and Ophaelos.
                <`Raven> A sorry sight for even sorer eyes. Give him strength ! ‘ . . . ‘
                * Kova there would be a knowing and light smile given to Cajun’s direction. “Then, I will name your mentor now.” it was there her silvery light amber hues would cast long across the horizon to each wolf present. To the members of the pack her eyes would befall. “CwnAnwnn, please come forward.” she would look to the silvery hued brute and smile. “Cajun, from this moment forward
                <Kova> CwnAnnwnn will be your mentor. From him you will learn the ways of the pack. From this moment forward, Cajun, you may introduce yourself as Assessment to WolfSpirits.” she would rise her paw and stomp it lightly.
                * Leora as she gingerly scooted herself around all the wolves she would’ve come up to her sister, Fianna and brother Rook to nuzzle each in a greeting. Ooooo wow, did she see Ragaire!? Ok, the cool yearlings had to sit together, right? Perhaps before either of her siblings could offer a greeting in kind she would shuffle lithe paws to the fae. Lucky be her that she happened to seat herself near
                <Leora> Fianna already. Maybe when Ragaire poked her mother, she would poke Ragiaire and giggle whisper like two kids at a slumber party. ‘hehe.. hey!’
                Fianna would be glad to see Cajun moving up in the ranks, taking the next steps. He was a brute on her list to get to know better, and hopefully soon she’d have a chance. Her musings were cut short by both Foxfur’s nose brushing, and soon after her nearly 2 year old daughter – aka ball of energetic fur – nosing her other side, weedling her way between Calder and Fianna’s sides. She first brushed Ragaire’s crown with her
                <`Raven> muzzle and licked a few times to get her to settle, then looked with a gentle wave of her tail to. Foxfur, an apologetic glance in her eyes for her daughter, though – close in age, perhaps the fae’s could become fast friends? Now wouldn’t be a time for speaking however and she’d model this by turning her muzzle to attention toward the alpha stone.
                <`Raven> <CwnAnnwn> c/Cwn Silver male perked as his mate chuffed to him, returning the chuff quietly. He nuzzled the fae tenderly and whispered, “Hello my heart”. His attention was drawn as his name was called by the alpha fae, pushing to all fours, he would begin to pad towards the alpha rock. Upon reaching the rock, he would bow his head to the fae before looking to Cajun and bowing his head to the male before stamping his paw in congratulations.
                <`Raven> <Fianna> c/Fianna Pink +she was being mobbed! Her youngest sister was there too, and suddenly Fianna found her attention split between trying to keep the youngsters silent during a meeting.
                <Cajun> cajun perked his ers as the the coal male listned to Kovas words to him he only shifted his gave when he saw the other male approaching and as he did and hearing this would be his new mentor cajun stood up on his fours once more and bowed and dnpped his head back to them “greetings Cwn I will look forwad to your wisdom and teachings” the coal brute waged then diped his head back to the Alpha smiling to her soflty before bringing his
                <`Raven> frame about and giving a wruff chuff back to the others “I Thank you all for this and it is Great to be a part of a really wonderful family and home I am Cajun Son of Kane and Arcadia new accesment of the Wolfspirits “
                * Rook Cajun’s advancement and his acceptance of the next steps were met with a firm paw stamp from his left and less dominate paw. It was worth the momentary sting of pain to place some weight upon the right shoulder. Had he spotted the rambunctious 2-year olds he would have certainly chuckled under his breath and thanked the fates that they chose to bother Fianna rather than him.


                ✩☾ Gasp! Jump-scare! The yearling was not particularly attentive. But, it was Leora! Oh, Leora, her awesome auntie! The pup wiggles like a flopping fish and she licks at Leora’s face. Her rump, however, stays glued to the ground, she was trying to at least pretend to be civilized and she definitely didn’t want to give up her seat nect to momma. It was now that she looks around at the other wolves. Hmm… lotsa new faces. The young fae looks around the clearing, her eyes snagging on particular wolf. Huh. Rugged-looking and peppered with scars. Her ears rotate outwards, he looked like trouble but also like adventure. She was curious now. ☽✩
                *Foxfur tilts her head curiously as a young – maybe same-same age as her? – she-wolf scampers over and seems to take a bit of offense at Foxfur being so near Fianna. Ears flick backward as Foxfur processes this…then almost immediately becomes distracted by all the scents and sounds and happenings going on all around her. She pants happily, content to be here in the now-now and feeling warmly welcomed.
                * Fern gave a congratulatory stop as well as the others. Another assessment, how fun! She knew Cajun had been here longer than her so maybe she would have to talk to him more often, no matter how intimidating he looked. The tension prevailed between Grimolf and herself, finally she gave just a little look, to see what he was doing, how he was acting.
                * Rune did not know Cajun well, but the dark-coated brute seemed to be well acquainted with many of the pack members. When Kova says her mate’s name she noses the silver brute before he steps forward. Wagging her tail and stomping her paw when he is named mentor to Cajun. Her copper and amber eyes light up, proud of CwnAnnwn.
                * Elvira After taking a long nap in the ancient forest, Elvira was almost taken aback from hearing a distant howl. “What the…” she mumbled, almost still in a dream-like trance. She looks over to Althea, who comes bounding into her sleepy eyesight. “Althea, did you hear that? Was it a howl? Which way was it?” she lifts her head up and tries to find some sort of sign of where the howl came from. Almost like a tidal wave, an assortment of scents come to her. “Why are there so many scents in the air? Is this like, some sort of meeting? Where is it?”
                * Kova when Cwn approached and accepted his new charge, she smiled to the two. She would allow them to return back to their designated spots of comfort among the rest. As the others would offer their congratulations she would smile and perhaps just when Rook felt he was clear from bother, she would offer a low chuff for him. “Rook, please come forward” to the later of her words, she would
                <Kova> offer him a chance and repreive at resting his injured visage. She noted Rune among the gathered but her hues turned still to Rook. Perhaps a softness would wash over her expression as she’d await for him to arrive.

                *Grimolf watched the ceremony / still / not understanding what all the fuss was about ? This black brute was getting some sort of blessing ? “ Saskia. “ He turned to fully face her ; giving her a stern look. “ What on earth is going on ? “ He asked totally confused, he thought this was a lore night not some giant celebration. Then again, if Grimolf was actually paying attention and not causing mischief with his orbs, he’d have some clue of what was transpiring. ‘ Gods… ‘ Grimolf grimaced at the sight of the 2 years old jumping and playing around Fianna. What was he even looking at ? He was getting second hand embarrassment just being near them.
                *CwnAnnwn He bowed his head once more to Kova as she named him mentor to Cajun before he turned to the male and smiled, “I look forward to imparting what wisdom and knowledge I can.” With that, he would nod to the male before making his way back towards his mate, settling beside her with a tender nuzzle and tail wag.
                *Panther Saskia had settled beside a newcomer, a newcomer that didn’t seem to like Ophaelos or Fern. He glanced back towards Saskia, dipping his head to Grimolf before. “Hello, my dear.” He offered in a hushed tone. He nuzzled into her, imparting his scent on her once more. His gaze averted towards Kova and Cajun when the brute had been called up, listening for a response and watching the brute, he smiled. He glanced to CwnAnnwn, a grin on his maw, he dipped his head as the brute padded forth and was named Cajun’s mentor. Panther offered a firm stamp of his paw for the advancement. He looked to Grimolf as he spoke, he would be sure to greet the brute officially after the meeting, for now he would let Saskia handle it as he wasn’t about to disrupt a meeting for this foul brute.
                * Cajun after giving one more dip of his head and muzzle to everyone and back to kova he waged once then returned to where hed been seated before and the big brute reswung himself about and settled once more taking a look aorund him on left and right as well as behind before facing forward again shifting his front paws some
                * Rook No sooner had he stamped his paw than he then listened to his name being called by Kova. He thought much more quickly than his paws carried him on what would spark her to call his name. Even and deliberate pad falls would hopefully mask enough of the stubborn pain on his right shoulder. “Yes, Alpha?” he asked when he was respectfully close at the foot of the stone. He remained standing for a moment…
                * Althea perked her ears up, moving her head around to take in the scents that Elvira mentioned. The howl pierced through the dream that she was having, but the dream was more of a nightmare and it was a blessing in disguise. “It is most definitely that pack…” Althea got up and shook the leaves from her back. “Vira, I’m nervous. The leader did not in that direction last time we spoke to her.” Althea began to pad towards a flat looking area that was peaking through the trees. “Maybe we could sneak a peak”
                * Fianna gladly stamped her own paw for Cajun now being an assessment. Then, as if she could feel the momentary brush of his eyes Fianna turned her own head to pin Grimolf with a long look. He still looked as grumpy as ever, and if she noticed the say he looked at Fern her fur would bristle enough that Grim would see it in her eyes. Before the look would become too hot however. She would release him from.her attention as her brother was called forward. Ears perked quickly. What ho?
                * <Leora> she would giggle a gain before she’d straighten up and nudge Ragaire gently. Oh she had some fun stories to share for sure, but what drew her attention now was her brother. She perked her ears forward quickly and wondered what it was for.
                * Saskia would stomp her paw lightly into the ground as Cajun was named an assessment. She thought back to their first encounters as well as their time at the Hidden Falls together. They’d grown close, even if he was absent sometimes. Grimolf’s question likely would’ve been corrected by another wolf, but Saskia was too well-tempered to be upset. She’d smile his way and lean over, despite his stern look. “It’s a meeting, where Kova brings up-rankings, ceremonies, and much more to the pack.” She’d whisper, quietly. She’d then listen as Rook got called forwards, and Saskia would curious as to what for? She’d perk her ears and quietly observe. In her silence, the faint scent of the two new females Kova told her about came into her snout. She looked around for its origins, but sadly couldn’t see them yet.
                <Kova> when Rook settled just at the base, there would be a softness but welcome to her expression. A moment more and she’d address the rest of the pack with her gaze then returned it to Rook. “It is known in the long lineages of this pack, that there has always been one to keep the lore and memories of not just themselves, but for the pack. To orchestrate the sharing of story, and to be it’s dedicated keeper. This role was given to only a particular few, as the history was told to me.” she’d allow her words to weave among the rest and to him. “It was the role of Lore Keeper. A position of the pack I think is best suited to your character and knowledge. You are a true master of your trade and to that note, I would like to ask if you would honor the pack by accepting the role and rank of Lore Master of WolfSpirits.”
                * Elvira let out a long sigh and the two headed toward the clearing. “Don’t be nervous until we have to be… Actually, maybe we should be nervous… but maybe that nice wolf will be there! Fern right?” Elvira looked toward the trees, then tried to keep the mood up for Althea. Elvira took off running toward the Clearing. Running cleared her head of the nerves, and Althea took off running after her. “Last one there is a rotten egg!”

                * Ragaire could hear thoughts, she’d scoff. She was not happy about Foxfur clinigng to her momma, but what could you do. She glances at her momma, whose prickly fur was tickling her own coat. Yikes, what was under her skin? Oh. She follows the momma’s gaze to the black wolf, the same one she’d been staring at not too long ago. Ragaire was not subtle, so, she was staring. Her amber eyes were boring holes into Grimolf. They weren’t mean eyes or hostile eyes, but man, they were intense. The yearling was not subtle, she was clueless. What was his dealio? What on earth would have her momma bristled like that. Saskia seemed just fine and she was right next. Maybe he smelled funny? Was that it? Momma’s sharp guardian nose thought he was stinky? Hmm… Saskia was gonna have to get a much better sniffer if she was gonna be a guardian then, huh? ☽✩
                * Rune A new rank, one that Rune had not heard of in her time with the WolfSpirits. Who better than Rook, the brute who bartered in stories. The pack had more history than Rune could know, but hoped it would be well preserved.

                <Calder> as everything seemed to be happening as it would, he would divert his attention from the meeting to his daughter to whom he nosed fondly along her crown to. Before his eyes fell then to Rook as he was seated at the base of the stone. He couldn’t think of any other wolf suited for the role, and smiled in the wake of the advancements for Cajun to.
                * Leora her eyes where transfixed on the conversation. Oh this was interesting. Perhaps she didn’t see poor Ragaire making bad juju eyes at Grim? She hadn’t met him, either. Was there some tea to spill here? The fae seemed occupied at the proceedings to notice… yet.

                *Grimwolf “You call this a meeting ? “ He replied not wasting his time with whispering. Grimolf had the nerve to slowly shake his head at Fianna making his disapproval known to the Fae. He was truly regretting every. single. second. of this meeting/ceremony/lore night. He once again caught, a glimpse of Fern’s persistent gaze turning the full might of his distaste upon her with another angry stare ! In the corner of his orbs, he caught another glimpse of Ragaire also staring at him. That angry stare diverted from Fern upwards the younger wolf hoping it would scare her away. ( Stop staring at me, pup. )
                *Cajun twitched his ears as he listned to some of the conversations that huddled in both the back and the forground they were interesting and the coal brute thought on them and sought deeper into some of thier meanings
                * Rook It had been a long time since his return to the fold and a longer time still that he truly felt as though roots were cutting through the stone path he frequently found himself wandering upon. At the question, he would look first to Kova and then to his two sisters, Fianna and Leora. “Their story…”he said, turning back to address Kova. “Their story is mine…I am but a student of knowledge ‘yond the fore’, and of our memory on this and nearby shore. I am but a seeker of knowledge that is cade or of wild secrets in which the truth is braid. A servant to a hymn now whispered separately, in its solemn sounding “I” am shown to be “we.” Story for a story and a truth for a truth…memory is unending, ‘long as I’m long of tooth. I am but a student of knowledge ‘yond the fore’, keeper of forgotten and keeper of the lore…” he said in his narrative tones before dipping his nose and answering “I accept this task and privilege.”
                * Fianna Ooo, Fianna was caught as well by the Alphess’ mention of bringing the Lore Keeper rank back. She had heard of it, but only in passing. It was a mantle that would well suit her brother, and she felt pride for him welling within her, her tail beginning to sway at his words. When a pair of new faes zoomed into the clearing, one of.them yelling like a feind, Fianna would be on her feet in a blink, turning to stare at them, her nose twitching as she matched these scents to.those that she had followed earlier. She would quietly leave her spot, taking her rank.seriously enough to head off the two faes quietly before before they interruptes the meeting further. She would.chuff to them both, her stance clearly indicating they should both make their way toward her, before reachimf the other’s.
                * Cajun gave a stamp of his paw as rook was named the story and lore keeper the coal brute smiled admiraly and diped his head and muzzle to them respectfully as they took on the role which was quite one to be had
                * CwnAnnwn Settled beside his mate, he listened as Rook had been called up and Kova offered him the choice to accept the role of Lore Master of WolfSpirits, a role he had never heard of in the past, though he did not know if it existed when his father joined the pack.
                * Fianna would not have missed Grimolf’s look, nor the look he sent her own daughter, and her ire would rise.. Like an ember furled He had not learned his lesson as he ought to.have. Meetings were not a place out justice however, unless danger was offered. And so Fianna would tuck away her knowledge of this breach, until it could be tended to with the flame it deserved.

                <Kova> there would be an expression of admiration and humble attributes that fell across her features. A respect and understanding to the intricate narration of his words. How soft, eloquant and perfect, she thought. No better role suited. There would be a light swing of her tail before it stilled behind her and a humble nod given in kind. “Then I would like to have the honor and privillage, to
                <Kova> name you, Rook, Lore Master of WolfSpirits. Keeper of memory, and sharing of tale.” she would rise her paw up and gently placed it to the stone, before her head drew back and she’d offer a howl in honor of the rank given to the son of the Mean Oiche.
                *Ragaire Oh ho ho! That stinker couldn’t scare her, she had her momma! Ragiare had been born and raised in the safety and comfort of the WolfSpirits territory. There was not a scratch on her, never a limp in her step despite her recklessness. Thus, this beat-up brute intruiged her. She did not pick up on the brute’s wish to not be perceived and, so, she would continue to inspect him from across the meeting. He didn’t seem too much older than her. Goodness, what kinda trouble had he gotten himself into? Well, luckily for him, he had found the bestest place ever! Ooop… well this wasn’t good. When her momma rises to her paws and slips away fom the meeting, Ragaire looks after her with her ears splayed out to the side. Where was she going. Ragaire casts a glance out of the side of her eye at Grimolf. Uh oh. She liked that stinker a lot less with her momma walking away.
                * Elvira After running for 15 minutes straight, Elvira finally slowed her pace as the two entered The Clearing. The nerves finally began to slightly sink in again, and she stopped to look up at the sky. “Althea…. are you nervous?” she sighs. “The last time we saw wolves from this pack they weren’t too…. welcoming” she thinks, reminiscing on their interaction with Rook a few days before. “This is the first time I’ve seen this many wolves since I was a baby. I just hope they like us, you know? This feels like a big step for both of us.
                Fern would tilt her head at the sound of an interesting rank she had never heard of, though the description matched up pretty well with Rook’s jibbly-jumbly poetic way of speech. She didn’t know him well enough to tell if he was ‘The Master of Lore’ but he was definitely the master of weird words, and she would give a stomp of her paw for that. Fern would continue looking over to Grimolf and she would catch his angry stare as well as when it shifted to the yearling Ragaire. She so badly didn’t want to fuel the fire but what gave him the right to stare at her, ney, to Ragaire as well, like that. Wasn’t he the one without rank here?? She couldn’t keep her eyes on him for now, even if it felt unjust what he was doing, this was a meeting and she wouldn’t do anything about his demeanor now
                * Panther As much as he had been trying not to say anything, unfortunately he failed. He huffed, glaring at Grimolf. “While a pack meeting goes on, would you try to keep your voice down and be respectful?” He spat, a growl rising in his throat. It would seem as though he didn’t like the pack’s staring, granted eye contact could be seen as a challenge, Panther wouldn’t divert his gaze unless the brute agreed to keep his mouth shut. An ear was turned to the meeting as it continued, Kova naming Rook ‘Lore Keeper’ – A rank he didn’t know Wolfspirits had, but was very fitting for the dark brute.
                * Saskia wanted to recognize the ceremony of naming at hand, but the disruptions were close and thin. At the very least, she was able to stamp her paw before Kova howled. Grimolf’s words would draw an unfavorable look from Saskia’s expression. She bit her tongue and glared at Grimolf as he raised his voice above a whisper, and clearly showed no care about what was tradition in their home. It took everything in her to keep from baring her teeth to the brute. And then… oof! He glared at the worst possible wolf other than the Alpha herself. Fianna’s daughter… She would gulp and visibly slink into her frame, scooting closer to her court in secondhand fear. She’d look back towards Kova and the ceremony and try to avoid what was likely about to happen. No fuel added to the flames from Saskia!
                * Ophaelos would hear the subtle growl leaving Panther’s throat. When he looks over, he would see the black male aiming it at Grim, before turning his attention back to the meeting. A smile would be kept at bay to avoid adding fuel to the kindling fire—perhaps tonight, Grimolf would get his comeuppance… and who better than Ophaelos’ favorite hunter to give it to him! Though, what warranted that growl, he’d wonder? He wouldn’t have caught the glares nor heard the conversations being exchanged by the group. Instead, his sight and focus would be on Rook, who was named a fine rank. He’d stamp his paw, a grin being shot at the brute from where he sat.
                * Althea looked ahead and saw a tawny looking wolf standing strongly across the clearing. “Ummmmm….. Uhhhhh… Maybe I should have been so loud.” Althea made eye contact with the strong wolf, who had stunning eyes. “I uhhhh… Maybe we should go talk to them before going any further?” The fur on her back stood up.
                * Rune With so many wolves the Clearing was dynamic. Rune stamps her paw as Rook is named Lore Keeper, a ranked wolf such as herself. She then allows her attention to drift, watching Fianna depart from the group to intercept a pair of wolves. Their scents were new to Rune, but she could not tell if they had been greeted by Fianna or any other wolf before. It was then that Rune noticed Ragaire and Grimolf engaged in a staring contest. She had not yet met Grimolf and while his reputation did preceed him, the story had not yet made it to Rune’s ears. However, she’d try to keep her focus on Kova.
                * Rook Lore Master? Not just a keeper, but a master of the lore? This was certainly beyond his wants and wishes; he treasured knowledge and now to be a master of its keeping made him giddy. He would dip his nose and recognize the muted response to his new rank as what it was. Lesser wolf of lesser heart would take it personally, but he was entrusted with much…even those that would rather ignore the proceedings or play daft to his metaphors for pettiness. He would be true to his station now, giving one paw stamp for himself and for his father who had instilled the yearning for knowledge above all before he dipped his nose to Kova and made his way back toward the place where he had approached.



                LORE NIGHT


                .·: ¨༺ The deadly looks from the Alphess was that of a dragon; it’s fires burning deep into her soul. When she retreated back to her square, Saskia would straighten her posture and look back to where Grimolf disappeared. She didn’t linger there for but a moment before turning back. When Kova asked whom would like to share first in the lore night, she would stand to her paws. “Not a story worthy of dreams, but a story all the same of truth!” She’d start, waving her tail behind her as she waited for a response. ༻¨ :·.
                * Rook would feel the nudge of his sister and hear the howl offered by Cajun. He would, of course, dip his nose in thanks to the brute before looking to Leora as if to nudge her to be next in line. For now, a story would be potentially offered by Saskia.
                * Calder his attention would have been split between all the happenings. Eyes careful, but welcome to each wolf who now gathered closer for the night of Lore. He was eager to hear the tellings from one to another. This was always his chance to learn more of the pack then ever.
                * Kova when Saskia would offer to be the first to share, she gave a firm nod of her head and a welcoming expression, despite the simmering discharge of ire that still had yet to truly fleet her gaze. Not towards the fae of course, but in the tension slowly simmering away. “What say you, Lore Master, to Saskia opening for us?” she diverted her gaze to Rook with a light and curious expression.
                * Rook Deep in the throes of quiet touches and well wishes in lieu of what was, he was further caught off guard by the question asked. He would look to Saskia intently as the first verse bearer, the keeper and seeker of the Song, to another. Would the bells toll? Would the bay of wrestles ocean churn on the fore? He likely couldn’t see, but he dipped his nose none-the-less. ”Tell a tale and may those who hear be the better for it.”
                * Kova her hues fell then to Saskia as she would dip her nose, giving the fae the floor to begin her spun lore. Eager ears would perk as she would remain a top the rock for a moment, and when the blessing was given by Rook, she would slowly decend from the stone’s surface to be level with each wolf in kind. She did her best to seat herself in a manner that might help make a ‘circle’ of sorts. She would have found herself nearest Rook and Leora, with Fianna on the otherside. Eyes fell to Saskia now.



                Saskia🍂 — Today at 8:29 PM
                .·: ¨༺ When Kova turned to ask the newly appointed Lore Master if Saskia could share, she looked to the stone brute with eager, yet nervous eyes. She’d never live up to his stories, but perhaps she could share new things.

                When he looked towards her, she’d make contact with his equally stony hues and perhaps share a moment of the spinning thread that was sowing a tapestry. To his permission, if it was called such, she would wave her tail and look towards Fianna. “Many, many months ago, in the summer months of season… Kova drew a group of wolves together to journey North. Far, far and even farther we traveled until we came upon a winged, metal dragon! Of course, this dragon had been slain. Nearest the dragon, there was a structure I’d never seen before. Fianna and I entered this ruin. We moved careful, awaiting for a monster to JUMP out and grab us!-” She’d lunge forward and pretend to lash out in a jump scare towards those in front of her before slinking back into a calmer frame. Her next words would be hushed, and mystified.

                “There – at the back of the structure – lied a peculiar object. Fianna approached it with caution, and she touched it! The object was not alive but it sung us a song. Hmm hmm hmmmm-” She’d hum softly like the haunting sounds that came from the object. “- It had petals that you could push under it and what not. I often wonder today what stories it could tell from it’s songs?” She’d conclude her story for now, looking at the others to see what they thought of her experiences, her eyes softly finding Fianna with a wink of jest. ༻¨ :·.



                Fianna would nod her thanks to their Lore Master and rise to all fours, letting her gaze travel out around them. Since her trek west she had been harboring something, a song of sorts, for just such a time as this. She would take a single moment to gather it in her mind before beginning. She would try and temper the cadence and lyric of her voice to that of the tale told in song, and it would rise and fall to enhance the telling as much as she could…

                “A young brute moved through the forest
                A legend of tooth and claw.
                He heard a young fae singing
                And followed the sound afar.
                There he found the young fae,
                ..Who lives in the willow.

                He called to her as she listened
                From a ring of blossoms red
                ‘Come with me sylvan fae
                Come from thy willow bed’
                She looked at him serenely
                And only shook her head.

                ‘See me now, a ray of light in the moondance
                See me now, I cannot leave this place
                Hear me now, a strain of song in the forest
                Don’t ask me, to follow where you lead’

                A young brute moved through the forest
                With a flower on stem so green
                His love had fur like fire
                Her eyes an emerald sheen
                She wrapped herself in beauty
                So young and so serene.

                He stood there under the willow
                And he gave her the yellow bloom
                ‘Fae my heart you’ve captured
                Oh I would be your mate’
                She said she’d court him never
                Nae, naught would be her fate…

                ‘See me now, a ray of light in the moondance
                See me now, I cannot leave this place
                Hear me now, a strain of song in the forest
                Don’t ask me, to follow where you lead’

                A young brute walked through the forest
                With claws honed sharp and true
                I’ll take the green-eyed fae
                And she shall be my mate
                With her I’ll raise my young pups
                With her I’ll pass my days

                The young fae mourned when she heard him-
                When he said he’d set her free
                He took his claws and used them
                To bring down her ancient tree
                ‘Now your willow’s fallen
                Now you belong to me’

                ‘See me now, a ray of light in the moondance
                See me now, I cannot leave this place
                Hear me now, a strain of song in the forest
                Don’t ask me,
                to follow where you lead’

                She followed him out the forest, and collapsed upon the earth
                Her paws had walked but a distance,
                From the green land of her birth
                She faded into a flower,
                That would bloom for one bright eve
                He could not take from the forest,
                What was never meant to leave.”

                Fianna’s voice would fade out near the end, leaving the tale-song on a haunting note as she settled back onto.her haunches.



                Rook was correct, Panther’s hues held certainty, and maybe it wasn’t the story everyone expected, it was a story woven nonetheless. He dipped his muzzle to Rook in thanks, and smiled as he opened his maw to speak. “Not the night howl for one’s mate, nor the full moon instinct to howl. This wolf sings for forlorn fate, a lonesome breed on singular prowl.” A pause would be given as he looked around, a subtle smile on his maw. “Alone in their wild forest home. Guardians of woodland mystery, high upon timbered mountain tops, they roam deep shadows ranging free.” His gaze would be casted towards his court and Fianna once the word ‘Guardians’ was uttered. “Only the whisper of their silent paw prints, swift across valley and meadow home. Ancient witness to continental journey, wildlife warriors under starry dome. Darklight Monarchs in silken fur, royal sanction of Red, Brown, and Black. World renown majestic and noble, from east to north an awesome sight.” He offered his last words, concluding his poem. Once his story was concluded, he’d glance around the circle that had formed. “And that shall be my lore concluded.” He offered, allowing Rook to choose yet another wolf to speak.



                the big coal brute sensed it was his turn to share a tale to unfold cajun thought long on it but decided that he felt liking alot more to tell of a story of a first time out with a fellow packmate on a dup hunt rather then a start of his own thread of his journey thouggh the great woods and existance that would for sure be a well told ventute in itself but for anotehr time with that cajun stood up and bowed his head to everyone and walked to the mid circle and looked to all facing and meetign each ones gaze before settign down on his haunces to begin his venue of lore twitched his ears when he heard then saw the stomp of the fae Ferns paw and smiled he nodded to her and gave a soft wruff in admiration it made him happy she was eager to hear of his tale and then he felt all the more fitting of the lore he was about to instill upon the winds

                cleared his throat then as he let both his mind and body relax some the big brute began his tale he looked to each one as he began allowing his hues and bodys expressiosn to help soin the tale unfolding”twas a few moons ago not to olong after id done my first solo hunt there would be a big coal brute who had a young browm fae with him named saskia “canu smiled over saskias directiona moment” the big brute had eben starting out on a hunt when she aprached him and askwed if she could join there was excitemtn and f light of anticipation in the other wolfs eyes which made the coal male perk admiraly back to her:

                walked a few steped a moemnmt and resteaed as he got caught in the moment for a moment of reliving that venture by the two “he smiled and thogh more he looed to the ones listening ‘that night was pure well it startedn out that way anyhow the bruten soflty chuckled the moomn shone down on eachs coat and form making the night dew that clingd on each of their coats l sparke like how the stars twinkle above in the night sky a waters run sounds heard in the distance while the two trod along its banks in search of their quary a Beaver.! though unknogst to neither this one would give the two a sure run for thier paws money and work a night they would rember with a few bumps and bruises

                ”the two made thier way trekking finally spoting thier quarry, Cajun was the one that made the first strike the brute thankfully landed one and that beaver went asounding back up agaisnt the bank he heald it distracted at bay while his hunting artner saskia made her move the fae moved in with the swiftness of an eagle and making a hold with jaws that held firmer then the hardest stone that might be found. flexed his own paws as he recalled the tale it made him feel like the brute was right there it happening all over again he felt his fur and muscles tingle a little that was part of gthe thrill of a Hunt1 when you chase down and face off with your quarry at last cajun cont with his takle he looked to saskia moment seeing her reation and recolection to the event. gave a soft chuckle then he lifted a paw up a moment as he looked to some of the even more youthful group that might have been listening “But never Ever..Underesimate your prey for once you do that can put you in set for much Dismay ..and a few suprises” the coal brute said while turning his head to sone side lookign off to soemoen who may or may not be there. then it was about that time that things started taking a turn for thee worse as both wolves of the hunting dup were caught Completly off guard the big brute stood up and he paced some in front of everyone back and forth withaw look trying to ad to the suspense and happenings “That darn pesky beaver had a few tricks of his own!” why before either wolf knew it that critetr when the bit coal bruet tried to attack they moved to the side and
                <`Raven> rooled back over landing a hard nab Right on the tip of his coal muzzle! causing the brute to tuble back into the water, his hunting partner saskia saw that gre4at falter and rushed to the retaliation But that beaver wasnt done he had alot more that he had hidden and he was about to show that he was alot more then a log chopper
                <`Raven> <Cajun> heard a paw stamping and lifted up his gaze and head looking over catching sigfht of the alpha Kova doing the stamping the bri brute smiled then got set to end the tale he shifted his paws and paced back to the other side of the group
                <`Raven> <Rook> c/Rook Story 📖 Wise words for every occasion; never underestimate your prey. He too would give a firm stamp of his paw only after Cajun had finished or had he? ”I’d like to know if you both caught the beaver or not! You must not leave the tale at this end.” Only if Cajun wanted to spill the beans would the Lore Master bade him. If Cajun was truly done, then he would let the end of the tale rest for another time.
                ”saski made her move and i say that cajun was quite impressed by how the young fae had taken to hunting and her determnatiion in trying to land a good meal though that night it just want going to be the luck of the draw for either of them, the big brute watched a splashm of water as teh fae locked on her jaws to the critetr and it tumbled into the water with her, saskia was trying to regain her footing but wasnlt able to as that narly
                <`Raven> pesky beaer came up and nabbed her on one of her legs causing her to falter it finaly became too much after the injurues theat both wolves had to just :call it and that was that
                <`Raven> <Cajun> both then walked with limps to a spot to rest and it woule be a night neiher would ever soon forget a lesson learned neverr get over awnxious and never under esitamem but tttthe big coal male was proud to have been on the hunt none theles s with saskia it had been hism first duo effort and with that cajun bowed and returned to his seat after gathering everyones expressions



                Ophaelos would smile at Cajun’s story, stamping his paw and getting a, ‘Here, here!’ out in between everyone’s words. At Rook’s call upon him, his smile would not loosen, instead tightening slightly. “I’m honored!” He would keep on his haunches, a comfortable seat as he looks around and takes everyone in. “Perhaps it is not so much of a story, rather than it is a re-telling of some of the festivities and rites my own pack had. Much like your Lore Nights and meetings, my pack was similar in values, but different practices. I thought telling everyone here about them would be appropriate, as you all are sharing your own rite with me.”

                “As some few lucky wolves may already know, I hail from the Far, Far North. A place of eternal snow, no matter the season, surrounded by ice, glaciers, water, mountains, and islands. During the warmer times, a phenomenon of eternal day would take place and festivities would follow suit. My pack—Alesthane—charmingly named this time, ‘Miðnætur Sól,’ English for ‘Midnight Sun,’ as the rays of daylight would be apparent in times where it should be dark. It was a time to celebrate the fertile riches that would blossom across the tundra, rare for such a desolate place. Prey would multiply, herbs would grow, melting ice would allow for fishing opportunities, and many litters of pups would be had from the several established pairs. Festivities included hunting excursions and games, consisting of races, Paw-ball, and tag. My personal favorite of these activities would be sparring—where two wolves take part in a consensual fight to show off their strength and courage. Any injuries would be taken care of after the spar, but spars typically consisted of simply pinning an opponent rather than wounding them—ego’s aside,” he chuckles. “It was a bonding experience, especially for those who were eager to practice the way of the hunt on a target that wouldn’t fight back too hard.”

                “Some chose to pray during this time, others simply enjoyed the sun on their faces and the plentiful resources the season brought. I typically was never one to pray, as I was too busy sparring and spending time with my family, namely my brother Eýr, and more importantly, the pack Oracle, an old and wise fae named As`shai, my paternal great-great-grandmother and founder of my pack.” He would pause, an image of so many faces lost to time coming to his mind, clearing just in time as he goes on to speak. “In contrast, when the colder months were upon the pack, an eternal night would take place. We called this ‘Snjó Tungl,’ which means ‘Snow Moon.’ In contrast to Miðnætur Sól, this was a sacred time. Prayer would be expected of everyone. Brilliant ribbons of color floated across the dark skies, lighting the tundra full of many hues that danced and waved like beads of water in an ocean. Snjó Tungl was dedicated to the wolves who walked before us, whose souls now wander the spiritual plane. Those who passed from normal causes ascended to the skies, and popular belief preached by Oracles would say their spirits take the form of the lights that wave in the night sky during Snjó Tungl. The brighter their glow, the more pleased the spirits were of the years happenings. To those whose lives were laid in battle, their spirits would ascend much further and deeper, traversing through the energy of these lights, into a realm revered as Valhǫll. An ancient word made of two terms. Valr: ‘the slain’ and Hǫll, for ‘hall.’ It is a separate afterlife for warriors and, only by being killed would one ascend here. Those who made it to Valhalla would be in a realm of sanctuary and feast on the flesh of a Muskox, slaughtered daily and made whole again each evening. This belief is how the Muskox came to be my pack sigil, an extremely sacred animal killed in times of Snjó Tungl only. When slaughtered, we as a pack would together chant an ancient prayer for the creature before eating to guide its spirit to Valhǫll. It is through prayer during such a sacred time that we honor their lives and those that exist in the lights of the painted sky. It was a time of rest, invocation, storytelling, and devotion. Fighting ceased, arguments resolved, and petty resentments were forgotten as everyone joined together to honor both the living and the deceased.”

                He would look around, observing everyone’s faces and quiet, respectful demeanors before continuing. “Core values have always been dear to me. The land from which I hail is so different from the land we all currently are sitting in. Beliefs are different, society is different, and the lay of the land itself and its meanings are, too, different. I can see just by the way many of you treat the land we walk on, it holds meaning to everyone, unique to each individual, a feeling that is becoming familiar and stronger to me with each passing day. While my home has been lost to the sands—or, the snowflakes of time, its value and meaning have not. To be with you all, to grow from stranger to friend, or possibly even family eventually, is an honor that I feel very lucky to receive. I share only briefly in my culture tonight, as there is much to say. I just hope that, with time, I may hear stories of your own, from where you all hail, of deities you believe in, why you may not believe in anything, and so on,” he finishes, giving a warm smile to everyone watching. “Thank you for hearing my story… I keep it short, as to leave room for those here wanting more when the time comes to share again. I hope to share more with everyone in the future, both in future Lore Nights and outside of them. The stories and poems shared tonight were epic tales and I wish I could have been there to experience some of those myself.” He would pause for a moment, giving everyone a simper. “Perhaps I will share more of a story next time, instead of a re-telling of the core values of my pack. I sense this tight-knit family is set deep in its own spiritual ways and I thought it would be foolish to not share my own. Storytelling brings wolves close, but nothing beats having a common interest.” Ophaelos would wrap his words up, allowing everyone the time to savor what he says and have responses of their own, if there were any to be had. (aaaaand scene!)



                Fern would find the eyes of Rook land on herself and she would take a deep breath in before sitting up taller, preparing to share what she had remembered of her old pack and their tales. “Well, the words I have are a bit more of a pup’s tale, as those were the favorite kind of stories that my pack told.” She would give a gentle smile, remembering those times. “I believe this story was called “The Lake From Above.”

                She would start with one last breath in and prepare her story telling voice. “In the midst of an infinite, open field, three fae-pups were born. All three wondering day after day, what is up there in the sky that makes the limitless atmosphere so vast and vibrant? They soon hatched a plan to steal the wings of some neighboring birds, so each of them could seek out their questions together. And that they did. The first snatching the wings of an Eagle, the second grabbing the wings of a Vulture, and the last taking the wings of Goose. Indeed, they took their new found flight and went high, high into the air until the land below was barely visible, until they were at the top. One of the pups pawed at the almost ever flowing sky, and drip, drip, drip it went. Sending showers of rain down below. They looked around with confused visages, wondering what was holding the water up so high, only to see the spirits and ancestors of many kinds of birds, all using their feathery wings to keep the water aloft. They looked to the pups, first with welcoming faces until they saw the wings of their fallen avian comrades that had been wrongly stolen. They were all horrified of this injustice and cast the pups down, now without their wings. But without the ability of flight how would they make it back down…?” She would chuckle a bit. “That’s where my father would end the story, but I think it’s pretty obvious what happened.” Her voice would trail off into a whisper.



                The passage of time throughout the night would be such that the high heavens would cast a filtered light through passing snow-laden clouds and upon the wolves below. When time had come for him to tell a tale, he would do so by first looking to the night’s sky and calling out.

                “Ar aird! Ar aird! Critheann craobhacha an locha san oíche agus solas airgid faoi bhláth i measc a dhuilleog.”
                His voice would trail at the last and mimic the trembling of the leaves and branches for which his father’s tongue spoke. He then continued the tale while passing his gaze to each wolf in a thoughtful and deliberate manner.

                “Look to the sky and see how the branches of ill-fated lovers cross Loch Oíche. Watch as the silver light trembles above a broken veil…”

                “Shortly after the “starfall” of a tale before this, the night’s sky shown with fledgling argent light scattered across a darkened lake that still, in part, resides above us. Upon the fields beneath this primordial sky, love blossomed, and bonds were forged between the kin of stone and the kin of the stars such that the richness and depth of the first Mean Oíche were like roots unbroken…or almost unbroken.”

                His tones mimicked those of his father’s telling that in sorrow and in sadness one might still find strength to overcome…

                “Joy and peace were not always a certainty in the fledgling days of my ancient kin. The Great Song and the seeds that fruited from it were then as they are now—memories that are scattered in the tones of a melody we each hold part of… a story for another night. The wolf kin of ash, the Olc, however, still remained and toiled in evil deeds of olden days. Fierce were the waning days of the Olc, but even in their demise they encroached upon the lands of the Mean Oíche.”

                While he spoke, he gathered upon the edge of the story circle a ridge of snow that served as facsimile to the range of his ancestral home. Once he spoke of the fearsome Olc, he would blow loose snow over top the ridge and watch as the dusting of snow clung to the air like the ash of the Olc would have. Here, at this part of the tale, he would look to Kova with a lingering gaze before he then looked between Fianna and Calder, Panther and Saskia, Rune and Cwn….

                ” Love burns wild in the hearts of young mates, and two such wolves of the Mean Oíche were on the fields of battle when the Olc descended upon the north. Smoke and ash filled the air and their lungs; yet, they fought from muted dawn to a burning dusk in which the great fire in the sky was painted with the blood of the fallen Olc. So many Olc died that Balor, the Baleful, Alpha of their twisted lot finally descended upon the fray, and in twilight slayed the lovers upon the fields of the Nathaír. There, Balor left them where they died, on opposite sides of the River Nathaír. ”

                Again, Rook drew upon the canvas of snow, and in that drawing he carved the passage of the River Nathaír like a braid upon a untamed landscape. When he told of the lover’s death, he placed a pawprint on either side of the river and let his voice purposefully tremble like the lonesome call of a babbling brook against winter’s ice.

                “Dwindled in number, the Olc remained upon the fertile plains of the River Nathaír and pressed their invasion no farther. Winter came and with it mournful snow draped atop the fallen lovers, but love would not forget. In the spring, two saplings sprouted where both lovers had fallen, and by summer stout trees with branches filled with silver leaves reached nearly across the river’s width. The Olc, never remiss in their evil, dug and dug until the trees were felled and carried down the river’s course. The next spring, however, two new saplings sprouted, and the summer saw two stout trees of silver leaves that yearned to touch across the river’s width. ”

                Rook would draw as best he could upon the snowy canvas to long gentle branches that would almost touch across the river’s course…

                Rook would cross out the paw prints and the branches crossing the river, smoothing over the snowy surface before continuing his tale in remorseful tones.

                “Dwindled in number, the Olc remained upon the fertile plains of the River Nathaír and pressed their invasion no farther. Winter came and with it mournful snow draped atop the fallen lovers, but love would not forget. In the spring, two saplings sprouted where both lovers had fallen, and by summer stout trees with branches filled with silver leaves reached nearly across the river’s width. The Olc, never remiss in their evil, dug and dug until the trees were felled and carried down the river’s course. The next spring, however, two new saplings sprouted, and the summer saw two stout trees of silver leaves that yearned to touch across the river’s width.”

                “Evil but not foolish, Balor knew that these two lovers were a thing he could not abide, and so ordered that the trees be felled again and one of the lover’s bones be carried across the far horizon. Balor knew he would relish in the lonely growth of the one tree, thinking that no two trees would grow across the expanse of the plains. ”

                Again, Rook would would use his props to full effect, stamping into the snow and obliterating the trees before recreating the scene once more. Here, his tone turned away from the remorse and to the promise of hope…of spring in the coldest of nights. He would turn his shifting gaze from those of the circle back to the night’s sky and begin with a whisper that grew to a trembling roar

                “Ar aird…AR AIRD!!! Ní laghdaítear solas na nduilleog airgid le teacht na gréine”

                “High have the silver leaves grown, such that the dawning of the sun and the fury of hope fulfilled does not diminish their light…Woe be to those in the path of the long paw…”

                He spoke now in a muted half whisper that would still be heard. Finally, he looked to the drawing of the River Nathaír and to his ancestral home before speaking in the tones of finality….

                “Winter came and so did spring, but no sapling grew, and no stout tree of silver leaves took root upon the banks of the River Nathaír for the years that the Olc occupied the north. Finally, in the autumn of the Olc’s time, the sons and daughters of the Mean Oíche stormed the plains of the Nathaír to reclaim the land that was theirs. Such a battle was not had since the time of the Great Song, and I will not sing of that part now…no, we press on to the end of the tale and to the time of Lugh of the long paw. Lugh, Alpha of the Mean Oíche, met Balor upon the fields of the Nathaír and such was their fight that all that came close were trampled into the ground and perished.”

                Rook would stamp out the scene he had created in a flash of unbridled pantomimed fury, sweeping away the “ash” of the Olc and the memory of the trees before seeming to relent in the destruction. His shoulders sunk and he fell to the earth like one defeated. There, he huffed deeply and looked to the sky before finally speaking the end of the tale.

                ” When, at last, Balor was felled, he looked up with his baleful eyes at the night sky and to two trees of silver leaves outstretched across Loch Oíche and across the horizon that would separate them no longer. So it was that Balor died seeing what we see now…two trees adorned in silver leaves kindled by the love of two wolves that would never be separated again.”


                Pack Meeting #210

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                Meeting Notes

                January 19th, 2023

                • Ophaelos named Pledge
                • Fern named Assessment (Rune mentor)
                • Calder Pack Member
                • Rowan named Pledge
                • Saskia Guardian In Training (Fianna mentor)
                Number Of Wolves Present


                  +Calder +Fern +Code
                  Cajun Leora Ophaelos Rowan




                  Pack Meeting Begins


                  * Kova the time would be now as the winds offered what it would and who it would, but greetings would just have to wait. She would smile and walk towards the direction of the Alpha’s stone, there to ascend it’s surface and end at it’s peak. She would let loose a low howl, one that would offer the tones of gather. A pack meeting now called to those who would heed it. (( Gives enough time for wolves to gather! ))
                  * Panther As he was making his way towards the clearing, he would hear a low howl. Ears perked as he picked up pace, now trotting towards the clearing. He had kept his paws wandering within the hunting grounds, eager to see if the bison the Alphess tracked had remained, and it would seem they had? Unless he had found a different herd. Either way, he would focus on making his way to the clearing.
                  <Ophaelos> As the three wolves sat in the clearing, Ophaelos would look up at Kova as she sounded the meeting. His head would swivel a few times, perhaps he would see even more wolves he had not yet met. As Fern would approach, the brute would offer a kind smile, though remain in his place. “Evening, Fern,” he would greet. His own pack never really had
                  <Ophaelos> meetings, or at least not often. Most of the time when the pack gathered, it was for some type of ceremony or hunt. What would today have to offer? Whatever it may be, he would hope for it to end with his belly full of bison meat.
                  <`Raven> <Fern> Fern playfully nosed Saskia back and sat next to her. “Mhm to you as well.” She paused and glanced once again back to where Fianna and Calder went of to. “Who was that…?” But it seemed before the question could be answered a low calling howl would be sent out across the clearing, it was familiar. Her instincts bubbled up and she swiftly added her own soft gentle song into it.
                  * Rowan A low howl would cause the fae to stir, waking shortly afterwards. She shook her coat out as the snow seemed to pile on top of her frame, she rose to a seated position, perhaps noticing a few seated wolves? She rose to her paws, trotting towards the Alpha Rock where Kova seemed to be standing, or seated.
                  <Saskia> Saskia would watch as Kova took her leave, approaching the Alpha’s stone. A howl would ring out to all that would heed, and a warm smile appeared on her maw. She turned to Ophaelos, “It is time for a meeting.” She informed the brute before standing to approach the base of the stone. Fern’s questions wouldn’t be lost to her, but it would have to wait to be answered until after the meeting. She didn’t see her
                  <Saskia> court yet, but perhaps he would take a seat next to her if he saw her.
                  * Code had been wandering, enjoying some much-needed ‘me time’. She’d best get back to the pack sometime soon though as she didn’t want them to think she’d left… again. At the sound of a howl, she smiled. Perhaps this was her sign to get back to civilisation? At the thought, her anxiety spiked a little – okay maybe a lot – but she nonetheless
                  * Code pushed through the cloudy web of fear. The pack had changed since she was last there but it was still the pack, filled with friends. Still, the thought of newer, strange wolves terrified her. Would they accept her? Would they think she was weird (rightfully so)? Code brushed it off. She was overthinking. Starting the trek to the clearing * Code approaching from the north, she lifted her gift from Fern to the wind, a sound filling the air around her as the sticks clanked together to let those who recognised the sound know she was still very much alive.
                  * Fianna wouldn’t wait to be told twice before moving in on the hare. She ate the whole thing rapidly, crunching on the bones too. Breaking them open to lick at the marrow. Her jaws made quick work of measly hare bones and soon she’d be licking her chops, a sense of peace stealing over her again at long last as she felt her belly stop aching. When Kova called the meeting not far off, Fianna perked, then nuzzled Calder. “Thank you for the
                  * Fianna help mo chuisle. I wouldn’t have gotten it without you.” She held herself against him for a moment, then stepped back to turn toward the clearing. “We better head back..” She murmured, moving off at a trot.
                  * Kova when the others would start to gather, she dipped her head and addressed each. “Thank you for attending this evenings meeting. First, I would like to invite the wolves who have desire to be a part of this pack and fold. To join WolfSpirits as a member.” her hues cast long to each wolf who heeded the call, who was present, and whom might be missing.
                  <Calder> He would have been beside Fianna when the call and howl would reach them in the hunting grounds. It was a call for a gathering. His tail drew slowly behind him and waved before nosing Fianna lightly. ~ Aye, let us head back~ he would say and would move to close the distance back to the clearing.

                  * CwnAnnwn The call of the alpha fae reached his ears from the alpha rock to the east. His pace quickened at the call for the gathering. He slipped into the clearing from the west, his pace slowing somewhat as the gathering place came into view. He trotted across the open terrain at an easy, ground eating pace towards the alpha rock. He scanned the clearing, taking note of the wolves whom were present, seeking out one wolf in particular, but  not seeing her yet.
                  * Panther ‘s ears swiveled as he continued at a brisk trot, entering the clearing quickly and casting a glance to Kova as she began to speak. His tail swayed once as he spots his court, he immediately edges towards her quietly. He settles beside his court, tail stilling as his attention is directed to Kova.
                  * Fianna would make quick work of.the distance, new energy moving through her now that she had food to fuel it. The clearing opened up before her and she would trot within, ears perked to find Kova atop the alpha stone. She noticed Panther and Cwn slinking in at the last minute like herself and Calder, and she would find a spot to.settle to quietly turn her auds toward the lead fae, listening as she allowed her heart and  lungs to settle.
                  Fianna would make quick work of.the distance, new energy moving through her now that she had food to fuel it. The clearing opened up before her and she would trot within, ears perked to find Kova atop the alpha stone. She noticed Panther and Cwn slinking in at the last minute like herself and Calder, and she would find a spot to.settle to quietly turn her auds toward the lead fae, listening as she allowed her heart and
                  <`Raven> lungs to settle.
                  <Saskia> Saskia listened as Kova asked for the new wolves to step forward, if they chose to become a part of the pack. A gentle breeze whooshed by her and she turned her head to see a black figure take their seat beside her. Her amber gaze met emerald and she settled into his frame, “My heart..” was all she said as she turned her head back to Kova. Another few figures were seen out of the corner of her eyes, and she would see
                  <Saskia> Cwn, Fianna, and Calder all arrive right on time. She flashed then quite smiles before turning to look for Ophaelos. Was he near? She wondered if he planned on pledging tonight.
                  * Rowan would have settled near the Alpha rock, paws shifting as she glances around. She had heard Kova’s howl, and she heeded it, just like the members of this very pack. Had she been here long enough though? She looked towards the Alphess, she would let someone else speak before she did, as she was trying to figure out what exactly she wanted to say.
                  * Kova she would make note of all the wolves who would heed the call and give a nod of her head to each if any happened to look in her direction. She would remain seated a top the Alpha’s stone and would wait to see if others would speak up on their desire to join the pack.
                  * Fern The timid fae would shuffle closer to Saskia as more wolves began to gather. She’d turn to her for a moment, whilst she scanned each wolf who showed once a thought swiftly popped into her head, “What’s the next step in this whole… joining the pack process for me again?” Her voice came out in hushed mumbled to not disturb the ones
                  * Fern around her or talk over Kova.
                  * CwnAnnwn reached the alpha rock and silently located a spot to settle upon his haunches, leaving room in case his mate arrived part way through the meeting. He would give a quiet nod to Saskia, Panther, Fianna and the others as he moved to his chosen spot near the others. Turning to face the rock and Kova upon it, he would bow his head to the fae before settling upon his haunches and listening.
                  <Saskia> Saskia would turn her head to Fern as she spoke timidly. She smiled and leaned over to her, “You have to tell Kova you’re ready.-“ She said, but then again Kova had asked if there were any who wished to join the pack. She hummed in thought and made a quick decision, “You could make your point now… Worse she can say is no.” She advised. Fern was looking to join the pack, so what could hurt.. right?
                  <Ophaelos> As the clearing fills, the brute would find himself surrounded by the pack. New faces, old faces… though, even the ‘old’ faces are still quite new. At Kova’s words, Ophaelos glanced at Saskia for a moment before looking up at Kova, who stood tall on the Alpha stone. “I’m interested in joining the pack, Kova. If you will accept me, that is,” he
                  <Ophaelos> says.
                  * Kova her hues would cast along each wolf. To those who would greet her, she’d offer her own in kind, giving a gentle dip of her head to Cwn before turning to hear the tones of another who spoke above the rest. Ophaelos. Her gaze fell to him and when he requested to join, she would give a low chuff “Ophaelos, please come forward”
                  * Fianna saw more than one new face amongst the group and so many new scents that she tried to tie to faces as she looked about, listening quietly to Ophaelos rising to pledge to the pack. Her eyes moved toward him, quietly assessing his sincerity. There seemed to be nothing troubling, and Fianna was glad to see their numbers growing once again. She settled her frame against Calder more comfortably, her tail draping over his.
                  <Ophaelos> At Kova’s words, Ophaelos would rise from where he was seated on his haunches before stepping forward. He’d look up at the fae, tipping his head at her when he would approach. How would this go about? He wondered. He had not yet asked any questions about how rank and the like work. Perhaps at the end of the meeting, he would ask the Alphess about
                  <Ophaelos> it—or Saskia, if the fae ended up busy.
                  * Code silently slipped into the clearing, a little overwhelmed by the number of wolves she didn’t recognise. She fretted for a while, just standing there looking over the gathered wolves. How many new wolves would she count? How many threats? Her eyes darted around looking for exits if they were needed. She calmed herself and listened to the
                  * Code meeting unfold.
                  <Calder> He would’ve settled beside Fianna and gently leaned into her frame and groomed whatever bits of hare and debris clung to her coat, all the while keeping a respectful eye on the others and a kind dip of his nose to those who he would greet. When Ophaelos spoke of his deesire to join, he’d now watch curiously. He’d only just met the male.
                  * Kova as Ophaelos approached the alpha’s stone, she would watch him carefully but more quietly in thought. When he was at the base, she would look upon his frame and to respond in kind to his request. “It is not unusual for us to find and serve wolves of the wilds, looking for a home, and come across ours in hopes of such. To that, we welcome and extend that opprtunity to all who desire to seek
                  <Kova> it. Are you willing to pledge yourself first to us? To ensure that this is the pack truly for you before making the next steps?”

                  * Rune The fae was late to the festivities of the evening but did not yet know. She had recently woken up from an early evening nap and found the scent of her mate to be far too faint for her liking, she’d not seen him or any members of the pack im a few days. Hauling herself to her paws, she hops down the pile of boulders which was home to her cache, and strides off towards the Clearing. She sniffs the air and is pleased to find that his scent was not too far off, nor was that of a few other wolves. So, off she goes, to the northwest to hopefully find a few of her chosen family members lounging together. ✲⊱
                  * Panther ‘s gaze met Saskia’s and he nosed her shoulder, his tail swayed then stilled. At the quiet nod of Cwn, Panther would offer his own to the brute, and to any others he might’ve missed. He allowed his court to lean into him, his attention turned to Ophaelos, then Kova as the male made it known that he sought to join the pack.
                  <Ophaelos> His ears would twitch at the fae’s words. The brute would feel the eyes of all the wolves gathered in the clearing and despite this, he would remain calm and settled. “I would be honored to have the opportunity to pledge to your pack, Kova.”
                  <Kova> “As a pledge, you will learn the early steps of becoming a member, but more importantely, you will follow your heart and ensure that this is your place to call home.” she would look to the wolves now gathered. “Those who are here this evening, bare witness to Ophaelos’s words and pledge to WolfSpirits, in his first steps on joining the pack. From now on, you may have the privilage of
                  <Kova> naming and calling yourself a Pledge of WolfSpirits. Welcome to your beginning.” her paw would rise and gently place itself on the stone in a light stomp.
                  Saskia watched as Ophaelos spoke up, and was called to ascend the stone. When the pledging process was done, Saskia would stomp her paw gently into the snow beneath. She hadn’t known him long, but in their short time together she’d learned a lot about his history as well as his intentions. She was confident of his words. Ophaelos, Pledge of WolfSpirits.
                  <Calder> He would watch the proceedings and when Ophaelos was named a pledge of the pack, he would give a nod and swing of his tail before watching the others emerge out of the woodwork. The male was just new to him, but, he was well versed in what the pack had to offer new wolves including himself when he first joined.
                  *CwnAnnwn Silver male was unaware of his mate’s movement towards the clearing from her cache. He listened as the unfamiliar male requested to begin their journey into membership. When Kova named the male as pledge and stomped her paw, he would stomp his right paw for the male. He then listened for any others whom might wish to make the same request or for the next stage of the meeting.
                  * Ragaire  This yearling was off in the clouds, enjoying the night air. It was well below freezing and the sky was an inky black color, her coat would blend in well if she walked the skies and not the snow. A gentle breeze tickles her fur every so often as it dances between the trees and past her. She was perusing the Hunting Grounds, but found nothing of interest. Ughhh, when were they gonna go ahuntin’ again? Boring. Maybe there were brothers to bother in the Clearing? Worth a shot, she guessed. Off she trots towards the clearing, not knowing that her momma AND puppa were there. The not-so-little Pledge bumbles off to the west. She was a very large wolf for her age, good nutrition had done wonders for her growth in her early years. Ragaire was a lucky wolf indeed, though she was not yet aware of the harsh realities most wolves faced.
                  * Code didn’t know this wolf who was pledging but she smiled anyways as he did so. She was still tense, a prickling of fear ever present in her actions. She wondered if she might rejoin today – she’d been back for a month or two already. Her gaze caught on two familiar pelts – Saskia and Panther. She walked over to them trying not to disturb the
                  * Code meeting and nudged Saskia gently on the shoulder if the fae didn’t notice her at first.
                  <Ophaelos> “Thank you, Kova. I am honored,” Ophaelos says, dipping his head at the fae. When she would stomp and the pledging seemed to be over, Ophaelos would return back to where he once sat. A new beginning… this would be the third time in his life that he would call upon the phrase in his internal monologue. The brute hopes, for the sake of his health
                  <Ophaelos> and well-being, this would be the last time he would have to start with a clean slate. He would listen closely at Kova’s words for the rest of the meeting, curious of what it may entail. Beside him were the wolves he was most familiar with—Fern, Saskia, Panther, and beside them, a fae he had not yet met would approach quietly.
                  <Saskia> Saskia would be silent, content with the contents of the meeting thus far. Suddenly, a nudge to her fur was given and she turned her head with a soft ‘Hmm?’ To her luck, a creme colored fae stood low right beside her and Saskia’s tail went absolutely WILD. She pinned her ears back and started licking the fae’s cheek, allowing a quiet whine to leave her maw. She tried to not speak, to not interrupt the meeting. Boy,
                  <Saskia> was it hard! She warmly invited the fae with her gaze to a seat near her.
                  * Panther listened as the pledging process had taken place, and completed. He stamped a paw, the snow crunching under his foot as he did so. He smiled as the male found his place back in the group of wolves that were attending the meeting. His ears perked as he noticed Code, she had been gone for some time. He also noticed another familiar fae – Rowan – Another who he hadn’t seen for some time. He looked back towards the
                  * Panther Alphess.
                  * Kova as the celebratory chuffs and conversations would transpire, she gave a nod of her head to Ophaelos, allowing him the moment to step back into the fold of the pack as their newest pledge. She turned then towards those who have gathered together. Near Saskia, Fern, and then her hues fell across the other wolves gathered just to make a mental note. To that, she would offer a low breath in a
                  <Kova> chuff, calling Fern forward.
                  *Rune The Caretaker was filled with joy to see her family gathered, but together for a meeting, Kova perched atop Alpha Rock. She returns a furious tail wag to Fianna, who had noticed her emerge from the treeline. Keeping low to the ground and her volume low, she trots to join the group, not meaning to cause any sort of commotion. If possible, she’d brush her muzzle against Fianna to greet the Guardian before continuing to
                  <`Raven> join her mate, CwnAnnwn. The ivory and russet fae settles quietly in the snow to watch the proceedings. There was a new wolf, it would seem, front and center to join as a Pledge.
                  * Fern hesitated for a moment which gave Ophaelos the opportunity to voice his own desires before her. She felt a bit of relief that it wasn’t yet her turn but knew she would have to call out after the brute, once it was said in words she offered a few soft stop of the paw as well for the newly Pledged brute. But now that they were finished she
                  * Fern was second guessing if she should offer her own voice out before she made eye contact with the Alphess and quickly it seemed after the soft chuff she was calling her up. Her eyes looked around just to make sure Kova wasn’t speaking to anyone else before she cautiously stood up and stepped her way forward to the stone.
                  * Kova as the fae would approach, she would make note of her posture and her attentive nature to the calling. Her tail would swing once to allow a comfort to the fae in her approach should she feel nervous before giving a dip of her head, welcoming her forward. Once she reached it, she would give a light but knowing smile. “Fern, you have been a pledge with us for a good while now. I call you to
                  <Kova> the stone and before the wolves of WolfSpirits to seek an answer from your heart. Are you ready to continue your journey to join WolfSpirits?”
                  * Code giggled with a big grin at Saskia’s antics. Her tail wagged a little held back by her nervousness and tucked beneath her. As the newly pledged wolf glanced over at her, even if only for a second, she shrunk back slightly. Her distinct lack of confidence would be something to work on. As Kova called Fern forward she smiled, happy for her friend.
                  Ragaire Indigo UM, EXCUSE ME? Who were all these smells? What on earth was going on? As the pup came closer to the Clearing, it would become apparent to her that there were a great number of wolves gathered in the Clearing. They were having a meeting without her? How dare they, the audacity! Was there no respect for a Pledge anymore? Cause, if you didn’t know, she was a Pledge. Very important, one could say the most important, even.
                  <`Raven> Ragaire was the most important and they gathered behind her back. Shame on them! The black and ebony pup bursts into the Clearing at a sprint, head high and eyes wild. What had she missed? This was truly a tragedy. Very quickly she scans the group and her heart leaps out of her chest when she sees her momma and puppa, being model pack members. As quickly as she can she moves towards them, not caring about the meeting nearly as much anymore, but knowing better than to interrupt it. Whispery whines squeak out of her as she crouches near her parents, tail wagging, and licking up at their faces.
                  *CwnAnnwn Cwn Male stirred slightly as a familiar scent reached him, his heart beating faster as he recognized the scent of his beloved mate. His gaze shifted from the alpha rock to the frame of Rune as she approached him. His tail thumped against the ground behind him as he let out a quiet whine as he leaned in to run his muzzle along hers tenderly. “Hello my love”, he spoke quietly, loud enough for her to hear, but quiet enough not to
                  <`Raven> interrupt the meeting. Oh how he had missed the fae that completed him.
                  * Fern exhaled the tension rising up before her own voice called back, clear enough for the Alphess to hear. “I indeed wish to continue the path I am on to joining your pack, wherever it might lead me from now. If you allow me to…” Her crown gave a deep bow to the fae atop the stone, seeming calm and collected, while her mind had to
                  * Fern consciously tell her to take slow deep breaths to calm down while all eyes seemed to be upon her.
                  * Kova as Fern would respond in kind to her request she would smile to the fae. Her eyes would be light and welcoming in hopes that it could hel pease the nervousness the fae felt. “As an assessment of WolfSpirits, you will grow fonder and closer to those who are to become your family. You will know and learn the ways and intricate workings of our pack and uphold our creed. To know our rules and
                  <Kova> to grow with those you desire to walk alongside as family. Are you willing to continue your journey to understanding the ways of the pack? Additionaly, you will be assigned a mentor from the pack members. From this wolf, you will further hone your skills and understanding of our ways, rules, and to follow in the steps of those who’ve come before you in following their heart and spirits desire
                  <Kova> for home.”
                  * Fianna Pink Fianna had had a lot of heartache in her day, and Calder went along way in soothing that ache. As did her spirit sister. And her pack. Yet nothing could soothe a mother’s achy breaky heart quite like the sound of her child’s voice asking for love. She turned at the sound and her eyes went wide. She had barely taken in Ragaire’s scent when her daughter was there, wiggling and squirming and – so BIG! Fianna was beside herself,
                  <`Raven> but years had tempered her demeanor and so her tongue would wash and sooth and her jaws would tug gently and pull on bits of her pups fur to get her to calm and plunk her butt down beside them. Fianna’s trial swayed her joy at seeing her daughter again at long last, and she would keep moving to brush her muzzle over the fae’s crown as she listened, her gaze finding Fern, catching the name and committing it to memory. Fianna didn’t even know her
                  <`Raven> own pup was already a pledge, surprises awaited, it would seem..
                  <Calder> There wouldn’t be much to hide in the way of excitment when Ragaire seemingly burst into the clearing. Any other time, he would leap up and join her but the meeting would endure and so, decorum had to be upheld no matter how long they’d not seen her. Especially Fianna. He did his upmost and best to keep that decorum true as he would quickly nuzzle and lick at Ragaires frame. He to more excited
                  <Calder> than he could truly express at the current moment but would do his best to pull Ragaire in, and allow the meeting to continue with little to no disruptions.
                  * Rowan had listened when a newer wolf had spoken up about being pledged, it seemed his name was Ophaelos. She had paid attention to his words, listening to him then the Alphess. She would’ve offered a subtle stomp of her paw and then looked back to the Alphess on the rock. It would seem another had been called forward, but by Kova’s choice as Fern hadn’t spoken out before being called forth. Rowan would settle herself near
                  * Rowan the middle, or the back of the gathered, paying close attention to the Alphess on the rock.
                  *Ragaire’s large, gangly body flaps around like a plump salmon, shimmying from side to side between her parents. Oh dear, why was there so quiet she could HOWL. Ugh but noooo, she’d just have to be like her momma and puppa. But, oh how hard it was. Her body trembling she stares at both of them with adoring eyes, large amber orbs staring at both of them. Who cares what else was going on, she had everything she needed.
                  * Fern With one last exhale Fern gave a determined nod. “I am willing.” Her breathing now calm, she contently looked up to the Alphess, Kova, waiting for her answer. She was a step closer now to what she wished to achieve for a long lonely year out in the wilderness by herself, the thought of it almost completely pushed out her thoughts of
                  * Fern anxiousness with ones of longing and excitement.
                  * Kova would give a few swings of her tail before stilling it. She gave a firm nod and a knowing smile to the fae’s heart offered and shared, now moving forward on the path to their home. “As all have lay witness to Fern’s pledge to the pack, I would like to have the honor now of naming your Mentor to be Rune, Caretaker of Wolfspirits, and you Fern, you may now introduce yourself as Assessment
                  <Kova> to WolfSpirits. May your joureny be true, and your heart filled.” she’d rise her paw up and gently stomp it to the stone as was customary for all new assessments to their fold!
                  <Saskia> Saskia watched as the timid fae was named an Assessment, and her heart swelled for her. It felt like just yesterday she was supporting her on her journey, as she did now. When Fern was also assigned Rune as a mentor, she searched the crowd and found the russet caretaker. With a smile on her maw, she stamped her paw on the ground and gave soft hues to the newly assessed fae.
                  <`Raven> <Rune> c/Rune Copper ⊰✲ Her ears perk at the mention of a mentor. It had been some time since the pack had had the numbers for mentorship. Nonetheless, it was something she was glad to see even if it had been some time. At the mention of her name, her ears flick forward, not expecting to be summoned by the Alpha. This was a surprise to her, but she quickly rises to her paws and trots forward to nose Fern on the shoulder, tail swaying behind
                  <`Raven> her. What a lovely surprise. “Thank you, Alpha Kova. I am honored to show Fern the ways of the WolfSpirits.” She turns to the pale-coated fae and gives her a wolven smile. Rune stomps her paw and lifts her voice to howl, congratulating Fern. The Caretaker had an apprentice! How wonderful! ✲⊱
                  * Kova when Rune joined and greeted her new apprentice, she smiled and gave a nod and a fond expression to Rune. “I know she will learn a great deal through your knowledge and care.” she would look to Fern and smile in kind before allowing the pair to settle back to the rest of the wolves. As those who where named in their succession to joining the pack, she would then turn her gaze upon
                  <Kova> Calder. To him, she would offer a low chuff and call him next to the stone.
                  * Fern gave a big grin of pride and one last deep bow to Kova. When her now mentor stepped up she gladly returned the friendly nosing, before making her way with a little bit of excited bounce to her step back to her friends. Her tail, releasing its calm and collected demeanor to an absolutely ecstatic one, waving side to side faster than ever now.
                  <Calder> He did his best to ensure that Ragaire was greeted well and close, but the meeting progressed and he’d ensure that he would not miss anything, either. Giving a low breath he nudged his daughter softly and when Fern was made an assessment with mentorship to Rune, he smiled and gave a stomp of his paw in kind. It wasn’t until he heard his name did he turn and look to Kova. He’s demeanour seemed
                  <Calder> to change to a more serious one. He nosed his daughter and Fianna before slowly making his way to the Alpha’s stone. Once Rune and Fern had departed, he would finally step forward fully.
                  <CwnAnnwn> Head tilted slightly as his mate made her way to the alpha rock as she was named to be Fern’s mentor after he greeted her. He turned his attention back tot he rock and listened as Kova spoke about the mentorship. He would stomp his foot for Fern’s advancement to assessment before Calder was called up next. His tail wrapped about his haunches.
                  * Kova when Calder approached and stood at the base, she would give a dip of her head before her hues fell to the wolves present, first to the members of the pack. “Calder, you have been amongst our pack for some time now. You’ve found a heart amongst us, and a home, but not yet truly named as such. You had requested time. Time to ensure your heart and paws desire to remain and be called home.
                  <Kova> I would ask you now, as I asked you sometime ago, do you still desire to join WolfSpirits as your final home? And if it is your desire, please, express to those you wish to call family, why.”
                  <`Raven> <Rune> c/Rune Copper ⊰✲ The fae returns to her mate’s side, mind racing with this development. It was a wonderful one, but a development either way. A journey she was excited to embark on. As she and Fern depart the center of the gathering, she watches as Calder is summoned forward. Their pup Ragaire, seemed to have settled her flailing enough to let her father approach the base of Alpha Rock. ✲⊱
                  <`Raven> <Fianna> c/Fianna Pink Fianna had missed so much, out seeking her lost son, and then trapped on the mountain, but home now she felt her heart swell with each new proceeding, with the squirming large ball of floof that was making big eyes up at her and she couldn’t resist licking her muzzle a few more times before trying to tuck her close. It was hard because the little fae wouldn’t stop moving. Still, Fianna stomped for Fern’s new role, and swayed
                  <`Raven> her tail, excited to see how Rune would do with the role of mentor. Fianna knew she was well-suited to the role. That reminded Fia of Loumacy, and her heart sank as she realized the fae wasn’t around. What had become of her? She had hoped that maybe the fae was just away for a time. But would she come back? Fianna had begun to become fond of the odd fae. Now, Calder was called forth and Fianna’s felt her tail fan once more, she nosed andnudged her
                  <`Raven> mate as he stepped forward. It had been a long road for him. For both of them. She wondered what he would say..
                  <Calder> There would be a long moment of silence to allow Kova to offer her words. His respectful gaze remained and when she inquired about his advancement, he would give only but a few moments of pause himself. His heart could be felt jolting against his chest. Was this to be it? The reveal of his decision. There was much to ponder, and much to think on. How he would respond in this moment.
                  <Calder> Confliction and heart would clash like thunder. He’d turn to Kova and answer simply, but heartfelt. ~ I know my beginnings in this pack where of not humble origins. My journey and my life had led me to moments that would otherwise forsake my pledge now. A past is past. A life I will never forget, but gladly leave behind….~ his gaze shifted to the wolves behind him, namely the members of
                  <Calder> the pack. ~ … I Calder, would like to have the honor and pleasure… nae…. privilege, to call WolfSpirits my final home. A place where the last days of my years will be spent among friends, and spent with family. In both laughter, protection, and life. To finally rest.~ he turned his amber hues to Kova, and would allow her to place the final judgement upon his
                  <Calder> convictions.
                  <`Raven> <CwnAnnwn> c/Cwn Turned his gaze to his mate as she moved back to his side, he wondered if something was on her mind beyond being named as mentor to Fern, was not usual for her to ignore his greeting, especially after being apart for any amount of time. He turned back to to the alpha rock as Calder responded to Kova’s question.
                  * Kova her hues would remain upon Calder. The male had been with the pack for a better of 3 years now. Upon his final words she would give a soft expression. “You have seen this pack shift, change, grow, evolve through it’s struggles. All in which you have proven yourself able, willing, and most of all true to yourself and to this pack that you wish and want to call family. Whatever past
                  <Kova> transgressions have been made, will find itself absolved by your will alone. WolfSpirits is a place of renewal of both mind and spirit. Of a chance at a home for all. Even those who’s place was not as smooth like a calm lake as others.” her gaze fell to the pack members, then, to Calder. “Who will speak for Calder’s advancement to WolfSpirits?”
                  *Rune She leans agains the silver brute, nosing his scruff lightly. Rune had arrived late and was glad she hadn’t missed Kova’s summons. The Caretaker fully intended to check in with CwnAnnwn once the pack dissolved into smaller groups in the time following the meeting. ✲⊱
                  *Fianna If a wolf could tear up, Fianna would have found her own welling, yet instead her heart gave a tremendous squeeze, to know finally and certainly that her mate had found his home where had always known hers to be. She found herself rising to all fours, a howl rising, waiting to burst forth but she held it back, tail.swaying until Kova would give her own determination. Had Calder shown his diligence and heart? To her, he had,
                  <`Raven> but he had had her heart for some.time now. When Kova asked who would speak for her mate, she bit her tongue, quietly waiting. She was biased, she knew, waiting a heartbeat to see who else might speak on his behalf.
                  *Saskia There was a long suspense between Calder’s reply, and Saskia had to lean forward in anticipation. Calder may have only been an assessment, but had been here for far longer than Saskia. She knew there were mysteries buried somewhere in his history. When Kova asked who would vouche for the brute, Saskia would keep quiet. Not because she deemed him unworthy, but because she wasn’t as close to him as a few others in the pack. When
                  <`Raven> she didn’t see Fianna speak, she would hum and offer her voice. “I have known Calder for around a year now. He has always been respectful, and is kind to all he crosses. I, Saskia, welcome him as a member if it is true to the pack.” She comments, humbly. She knew the brute had always given her warm smiles, and never ran from conversation. This was his home, she knew.
                  *Fianna would shoot Saskia a fond glance before her tail swayed and she would step forward, unable to keep from saying her piece. “Calder has proven himself to be loyal and true. In every regard, he now embodies what a wolfspirit is meant to be. He puts the welfare of the pack over his own, and he is always ready to lend a shoulder or a paw, should the need arise.” She could say so much more, but she kept it brief, settling back down for a moment and nudging Ragaire to pay attention. This was a big moment for her papa!
                  * Ragaire Indigo ✩☾ Oh they were all speaking now? Fantastic. The pup pops up and shakes out her pelt. “My puppa is the greatest wolf. He is my family and he deserves to be a Pledge too, like me.” Ragaire missed the mark, but hopefully Kova wouldn’t punish her puppa and demote him as a result of the black fae’s mistake.
                  * Panther ‘s ears perked as he tuned back in upon hearing Fern being assessed, it would seem the timid fae would be Rune’s apprentice. He also heard Calder being called forth. He remembered the brute had been asked if he wished to advance in ranks a few times, though each time he gave a good reason and declined. He looked to his court as she spoke up, he smiled. “Calder is a kind spirit, who has been here longer than I have,
                  * Panther offering help where help is needed. Even if he isn’t officially a member of WolfSpirits, he will always be family – not by blood, but simply by bond.” Family is what this pack was, and the members gathered here proved that.
                  * Kova as those of the pack would see their names be cast for Calder’s promotion, happy to hear Ragaire among them for she knew the pup had been gone for just a little. She would give a stomp of her paw and a swing of her tail. The air would be light, airy, and true with heartfelt words. “Those who stand before you as WolfSpirits, have cast their names to you Calder, and have accepted you as
                  <Kova> family as I, Kova Alpha of WolfSpirits, accept you to our home and family. Welcome home, Calder, member of WolfSpirits.” and it was there she would offer her voice to the sky. A howl of congratulations for the male and brute who had done much for their home and pack.
                  <Calder> He would watch Kova and not leave her hues and when it was inquired to the pack of WolfSpirits to speak for his behalf, he would eagerly but patiently wait to hear. When Fianna rose his eyes fell to her with a soft, knowing expression but to Saskia’s words caught him to now look upon the fae. He gave a respectful nod in her direction, a humbling one, for her vouche to his ascension. Then
                  <Calder> Fianna’s would be added and a gaze of admiration for her spirit would be well upon his features. Then to Panther and his daughter. When Kova would finally announce his membership, he’d feel the blood in his veins go warm. The care and love of the pack was unmatched, and truly like no other. To this he would rise his head and howl for the pack. For his family.
                  * CwnAnnwn He relaxed as Rune leaned into him, easing his mind. His attention turned back to the meeting at hand as he listened to those whom spoke up for Calder and then Kova named him pack. He would first stamp his paw and then tilt his head back to let out a howl of congratulations for the male.
                  * Saskia would smile to his mate, as well as her courts vouch. When Kova named him member, and allowed her voice to ring through the territory; Saskia would eventually give her higher-pitched tones to the sky in a short song. Becoming a member was a celebration worth howling for!
                  Fianna  At last she could lose her song, and it would be even more sweet because of how lonely the mountain had been. Pack around her. Pack song. The sound of the howls would swell and she would match her voice and heart with them, for her mate. And a new pack member! would sway her tail to young Ragaire’s words too, sweet a – wait. She was a pledge? As soon as the song was o ver Fianna would pull her head close to.her daughters and whisper. “And I am so proud of you too. For pledging, even if I wasn’t here to.see it.” Her eyes would shine for the fae, for family.
                  <Ophaelos> The happenings of the pack meeting go by quickly. Fern advances and so would Calder. Perhaps one day, Ophaelos would find himself lucky enough to call himself a member. But for now, Pledge suits him just fine. His nose twitches slightly and his throat would tickle as Saskia began to howl. When the others joined in, he could not help but begin
                  <Ophaelos> howling with them. Excitement was in the air and any remaining tension he may have had left in his body would leave as the pack gathered and sang their songs.
                  * Kova as their songs would be heard and held together, cast long to the horizon and beyond, she would hope that all could hear the joyous tones in their voices. When the howls would settle, she would allow another moment for Calder to seat himself back amongst the gathered before she would cast her hues now to the rest. “Before I continue, is there any who desires to speak?”
                  * Panther smiled as it was deemed so; Calder, member of Wolfspirits. If anyone deserved the title, it would be him. Panther offered his voice to the sky, harmonizing with the pack, the new found pledge and assessment. Soon, his voice would end and he would offer his attention to Kova once more.
                  *Rune  The Caretaker lifts her voice in song, howling for Calder joining their ranks as a full pack member. She recalled fondly the brute guarding his young pups and caring for them diligently. The brute was a force to reckon with during the hunt, bringing down prey for the good of the pack. Calder was WolfSpirits, and she was glad his paws now walked with theirs in name as well.
                  * Fern too offered her voice out to the brute, though she didn’t know him that well she was still happy for his great achievement that she too hoped to receive the honor of becoming fully a part of the pack one day.
                  <Calder> He would feel his heart pour into the howl and call to the wilds and beyond. How humbled he felt in this very moment. Never had he ever imagined that life would be complete as it was now. Never had he ever thought to belong somewhere. To have a home. A family. When the howls would subside, he would bow his head respectfully and addressed the wolves ~ Thank you, family. ~ and with that he
                  <Calder> would quickly make his way back to Fianna and Ragaire with pride welling in all of his being. Could that be emotion caught upon his face? Even for a stoic and generally regale disposition, he was reduced to a feeling of pure and untameable warmth.
                  * Rowan ‘s paws shifted as she listened to the wolves howl after a male had been named member, she would allow the songs to end. Her attention was still on Kova as the fae, the songs ending as the Alphess spoke. She rose to her paws, perhaps drawing attention to herself. “If I may, I am also interested in taking the first paw steps of joining this pack, Kova. If you’ll allow it of me, that is.” She casted her voice forward,
                  * Rowan hoping she had answered in time.
                  <Saskia> The sounds of howling died, and another voice was given that caused Saskia to perk her ears and search the crowd. Rowan? She hummed contently and listened as the fae spoke. She turned to Panther to catch his reaction.
                  * Kova her hues would turn to the gathered and Rowan would come forward. Her eyes light upon the fae but curious all the same. She had known her for sometime now, and to her request she would give a soft expression, but one sharp as well. “Rowan, you have been with us for sometime now, and as you come forward with your request, then I would ask you the same as I have to Ophaelos. Are you willing
                  <Kova> to uphold the ways of WolfSpirits, to learn the basics of our stewardship to one another, and to ensure that your heart desires to pledge yourself to the pack and home of WolfSpirits?”
                  * CwnAnnwn Silver brute uncurled his tail from his haunches and wrapped it around his mate’s haunches as he watched Rowan move towards the alpha rock after being called up by the alpha fae. He listened as as Kova spoke to the fae.
                  * Fianna wouldn’t know this Rowan, but she took stock of the fae, matching name to face to scent and committing her to memory so that she could introduce herself later. It would be good to spend some time among everyone again, to familiarize herself with new faces, get to know them and their hopes, so that she could more fully guard the pack.
                  * Rowan stepped forward, looking up towards the Alphess as she listened to the words, her expression light yet serious. Her paws would be planted underneath her as she held herself in place, she had already spoken up, no shying away from this now. “My paws have caused me to wander, and I have missed my chance many times now. I am willing to uphold the ways of this pack, and to learn the basics. My heart and paws may wander,
                  * Rowan but I have found that I will always return here; I desire to pledge myself to the pack, and home of WolfSpirits.” Tones are light, and serious, much like her expression. She offered a glance to all, then looked back to the Alphess again.
                  * Panther ‘s own voice died down as did the others, though Kova’s voice was answered and it would seem to be a familiar voice that had answered the Alphess. Rowan, he had expected her to ask at the beginning, but it would seem she had waited. He was just glad she had requested to pledge, he’d turn his head towards the fae, listening. Then, he’d look to Kova, curious.
                  * Kova when Rowan offered her pledge to the pack her expression would be light, but still expressive. “As all bare witness to Rowan’s pledge, Rowan, I would like to have the honor of naming you Pledge to WolfSpirits. May your path be true, your heart and spirit pure in it’s equal path to finding home and family amongst us. Learn and grow with your fellow WolfSpirits, to know your journey and
                  <Kova> find your true self.” her paw would rise and in customary fashion, she would gently stomp it upon the stone as Faolan had done for those in equal measure and place.
                  <Calder> His eyes would fall between Fianna and Ragaire, nuzzling the pair before he would withdrawl his expression now to Kova, the meeting continued and so would his attention. There was a pride welling within him, something he never thought he’d feel. He would look to Rowan, and when she requested to pledge he would smile. He’d seen the fae about, and she like many, have helped and been a true
                  <Calder> presence amongst the pack. When she was named pledge, he would give a swing of his tail and a few chuffs in her direction.
                  <Saskia> Rowan had helped in many aspects of pack life, and so who was to deny her now? Saskia happily stomped the ground for the fae.
                  <`Raven> <Fianna> c/Fianna Pink Fianna would lean close to Calder, pride in her eyes for him as she nuzzled his ruff in congratulations. “Welcome home, Mo chuisle.” She whispered, happiness in her eyes. She would turn to pay attention soon enough, stomping her own paw in echo as Rowan was edged. Her words heartfelt.
                  * Sanek lied on the outskirts of the Clearing, just waking up after a nap. He took a moment to look around drowsily and get his bearings. In the distance he saw the dark speck of the Alpha Rock against the bright snow. But not only that, he saw the silhouettes of gathered wolves surrounding it. He was awake and on his paws in an instant, his ears
                  * Sanek perked with curiosity. Was there a meeting taking place? In a quick trot, he started toward the boulder, hoping he hadn’t missed too much of what had happened.
                  <`Raven> <Code> Code would cheer alongside the others. Saskia seemed to deem these new wolves safe which made her feel a little more at ease. Perhaps enough to voice a question. She stood and made eye contact with the alpha and began to speak. “Kova, I have been away for quite some time – time enough for my pledge to the pack to be revoked I assume. I have been returned for a while now and wish to take a step towards joining once more if you will accept
                  <`Raven> me.”
                  * Kova she would smile and watch Rowan make her way back to the gathered, among the pack as a pledge. She turned now to the rest of the pack before shifting her paws slowly beneath her and it was there she turned her hues to Code. The fae had been a pledge for sometime, indeed, and she would address her with curious, but sharp hues of thought. “It is true, you have been a pledge for sometime. I
                  <Kova> would not revoke it, but instead encourage you to be present among the family you desire to join. If this is still your wish, and home to belong to by the will of your heart and spirit, seek me at the next meeting and we will see you named properly to the next step.” she’d dip her head to the fae before turning to the rest of the pack. “Does anyone else desire to bring something to the
                  <Kova> stone?”
                  <Calder> He would nose Fianna gently and offer a warm and knowing smile to her. ~ Thank you~ his voice rumbled ever so lightly to her before nosing Ragaires crown. He would look now to the gathered and made note of Sanek approaching. He gave a dip of his head to him before turning his hues onto Kova.
                  * Rowan ‘s ears had swiveled once then swiveled towards the fae on the rock, her tail swayed for a moment as she smiled. She dipped her head to the silver fae. “Thank you, Alphess. I shall carve my own path as I journey within this pack.” She replies, then disappears within the crowd, settling beside Panther, Saskia and the others nearby. She would offer a quiet nod to the courted pair nearest to her, then look around the
                  * Rowan gathered wolves. If she saw Sanek, she would dip her head to him as well.
                  *CwnAnnwn He listened as Rowan spoke of their desire to begin the path to becoming pack, he remember feeling the same way when he had pledged to the pack. When Kova named Rowan as pledge, he would stomp his paw carefully so not to unbalance himself with his mate leaning against him.
                  * Saskia hadn’t noticed the scout that arrived a tad late, but instead was focused on the ones at the stone. She gave Rowan light eyes as she took her seat and a comforting smile. She was happy for her. She least expected Code to speak up about her desires, she when she did Saskia would perk her ears and watch the interaction. She wondered what Kova would have to say about her friend repledging. It seemed Kova hadn’t
                  <Saskia> revoked her pledge, which she was glad for the creme fae.
                  * Code nodded, glad she was still a part of the pack. She stayed silent as the rest of the meeting unfolded, carefully eyeing the unknown wolves and trying (pitifully no doubt) to judge their character. Perhaps she would meet them in the coming days. Until then her stilled tail and drawn back ears would betray her discomfort, though far less than the start of the meeting.
                  * Kova she would smile and dip her head to Code. As she returned to the gathered comfort of friends, she would see Saskia among them, to her she would chuff. “Saskia, will you please come forward.”
                  * Saskia would smile to all gathered, and upon hearing her name she would rise and slowly walk, ascending the stone. She gave Kova curious hues and dipped her head, respectfully. She wondered what was happening.
                  * Fianna would sit quietly, grooming Calder and Ragaire who was a puddle at her paws, ears perking as Saskia was called forth, her eyes keen as she watched Kova as well.
                  <Kova> “You have been a member of the pack for moons and seasons. You’ve grown and learned the ways of our home and the ways of your own heart. With it’s continued growth, we are finding the needs of those skills that have come forward in the interactions and trials that have been placed upon themselves, and of the pack.” she’d begin before her hues fell towards Fianna a moment, then back to
                  <Kova> Saskia. “With the increase of numbers, is the increase of potential threats. You have always been a force and greeting to those and many who find our home first, and I would like to ask you if you would accept the role as Guardian in Training.” she would look to Fianna, calling her forward with a low chuff. “Fianna will be your mentor and your guide as our current Guardian. Do you accept
                  <Kova> this role, and do you accept Fianna as your mentor?”
                  * Sanek soundlessly he would join the meeting, sitting nearest to Calder who was one of the first to acknowledge him. He would read the body-language of each wolf as he tried to figure out what had happened already, while also following what was currently going on.
                  * Fianna would perk as her own name was given and she rose, half expecting this. She had known Saskia’s heart for the pack by now and she was excited to see the fae hone the skills she already had. She would move to stand beside the fae and brush her muzzle against her shoulder briefly. She said nothing yet, only waited to see what Saskia would say.
                  * Panther stomped his paw, containing a howl as he knew those were reserved for members. His tail gave off a happy wag though, which would still shortly after. He would offer a nod of greeting to Rowan as she settled nearby, he smiled when he noticed the approaching Sanek, he’d offer a kind smile and a dip of his head. All quiet greetings until the meeting had subsided. His attention would be then given back to Kova, as his
                  * Panther court left his side due to her name being called. His ears perked, gaze settling on her and the Alphess. He smiled as he knew his court had been speaking about the role of Guardian for some time now, and he also knew she would do great in said role, but he waited to see what she would say.
                  Saskia listened to Kova’s words, her eyes following her gaze to Fianna, and then back. When Kova asked if she was ready to accept the utmost important role in her life, Saskia’s tail began to slowly sway. Her mom, and her grandmother before her had both been Guardians and she wanted nothing more than to uphold that legacy. The chocolate fae watched as Fianna’s name was given to be her mentor, and her heart warmed. She
                  <Saskia> had a strong admiration for the Guardian, and when Fianna nuzzled her shoulder she would lean into it. She looked towards the silver Alphess, “I have always had a deep sense of protection in my heart for my family – my pack. I’ve looked up to Fianna in more ways than one, and though every wolf has their own path to follow, I strongly push mine adjacent to hers. I would be honored to become the next Guardian in Training
                  <Saskia> with Fianna, The Great Guardian, as my mentor. If she will have me?” Saskia meets the gaze of the strong fae before her. She was nervous, waiting for the response.
                  * Kova when Saskia offered her heartfelt response, she turned then to Fianna after Saskia’s request to the fae then back to her sister, she looked with a knowing expression. “Fianna, do you accept Saskia as your apprentice? To guide and foster the knowledge and truth of what it means to be a Guardian for the pack?”
                  * Fianna would watch Saskia, then Kova, then looked back to Saskia. “I have watched you grow from a pledge to a member in your own right, not once have you looked back, you heart has been steadfast. This steadfastness, and desire to push beyond our own comfort, through fear, is a mark of a great guardian to be. I will gladly accept my role as your mentor, and one day no doubt you will surprise myself.” She wagged once.and
                  <`Raven> dipped her head to the fae, looking to Kova.
                  * Kova there would be a well of pride within her and for her family. How strong they where growing, and growing more they would. For that much she felt true in her blood. When Fianna would agree to mentor Saskia, she gave a dip of her head before a stomp of her paw followed. “Then I would like to have the honor to name you, Saskia, Guardian in Training, apprentice to Fianna, Guardian of
                  <Kova> WolfSpirits. May your paths be true, and your paths be met with heart and spirit to any and all you met.” she would grin “Congratulations, Saskia.”
                  <Calder> His eyes would follow Fianna as she made her way to the stone. It was then, in that moment, the stone meant a great deal to him and to many others. It was a place named and proclaimed to be of WolfSpirit, of heart, and of soul. He felt no finer fit to mentor than Fianna. His eyes full of pride as he watched.
                  * Fianna happily bumped her shoulder against Saskia’s when the fae was so named, her tail swaying. She nipped the fae’s ruff in a quick gesture of solidarity before she rose to return to her own seat, likely parting ways from the fae halfway down the aisle
                  * Code grinned from ear to ear when Saskia was named Guardian in Training. She knew this had been a dream of her friends for a long while and was glad it would finally come true. “Go Saskia!!” she said congratulating the fae, tail wagging and vibrating with joy as if the achievement was her own.
                  * CwnAnnwn He listened as Saskia was called up and offered the role of guardian in training and Fianna was named as her mentor. He smiled and stomped his paw when Kova named Saskia as Guardian in Training.
                  * Fern tried to contain her howls of joy for her friend but it soon came out as small yips for the new Guardian in training. “Woo! Congratulations Saskia!” What an important sounding job it was, guardian. She knew Saskia exactly fitted it though, she was very protecting and just as loyal to her pack. Her tail offered plentiful wave’s to the
                  * Fern fae from the sidelines as well as a proud grin.
                  * Saskia’s tail to curl in jest. When Fianna returned to her seat, she too would take her leave from the stone and seat herself back between Code and Panther, looking for the expression her court would give. She also licked Code’s cheek multiple times from the ever expanding warmth and excitement in her heart. To all that were congratulating her, she would feel a sense of family. And would speak with them after the meeting.
                  * Kova she would allow the congratulations be shared by all and would make that the final request for the evenings stone. She would give a light swing of her tail then still it. “I plan to have a Lore Night soon, so if there is a bit of story or lore you desire to share, please feel free to bring it. Also there’s been a Bison tracked.” her hues fell to Panther for a moment and she smiled in
                  <Kova> his direction then turned to the rest. “They’re presence is ever constent in the hunting grounds, so I will leave it up to Panther on when to seek out the meal either tonight, or tomorrow during our hunting schedule. With that will conclude tonight’s meeting. Thank you to each of you for heeding the call and congratulations to each of you. Especially to our newest members, assessments
                  <Kova> pledges, and Guardian In Training! ” she would lift her muzzle and offer a howl to conclude the meeting and celebrate the WolfSpirits

                  Pack Meeting #209

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                  Meeting Notes

                  November 15th, 2022

                  • Saskia and Panther named courts
                  • Rune and CwnAnnwn named mates
                  • Ragaire and Fern named pledges
                  Number Of Wolves Present


                    Sara Daithi Leora Cajun




                    Pack Meeting Begins

                    <Kova> she would watch the interactions between Rook, Calder and Ragaire. The reunion a happy one and she’d feel their energy shared. Her tail swung a few times behind her and while others started to trickle in and take their seats, she would dip her head and begin. “Thank you to all who have heeded this evenings call. A gathering to enjoy one anothers company, but also, to share in a meeting and proceedings that need tending.” she shifted her paws just a little before slowly turning her gaze across the expanse. First, her eyes fell to Panther and Saskia. “Panther and Saskia. Please come forward.”
                    * Ragaire ✩☾ The “little” wolf, plunks her rear down in the snow right next to her puppa, leaning against the brute and staring up at him. Ragaire was not little by any means, she had been well nourished for the entirety of her life thus far and had grown like a weed. She still had her awkward phases, but the fae had grown tall and well muscled and was truly no “pup” anymore. However, when it came to maturity of the emotional kind, she still had some growing to do. Ragaire takes her eyes away from her puppa when Kova begins to speak, way up on that rock. Huh, that looks fun. ☽✩
                    <Leora> eventually she strode into the clearing and when she did, she would appear at the fringe of the clearing. Oh, so many wolves! So many scents and smells and…. her brother?? Still a pup at heart, there would be no quenching this young fae’s spirit in the light of family, especially her kin. It would seem as though a meeting was in progress, so she would do her best “subtle and sneaky” ..
                    <Leora> .. bounding motions towards Calder, Ragaire and Rook.
                    * Rune
                    ⊰✲ The Caretaker dips her head in silent greeting to those gathered, Panther and Saskia had been summoned to the front. Rune’s ears perk, it was not so long ago that she and CwnAnnwn had spoken with them, but she wags her tail in happiness. She settles in quietly, seating her haunches in the snow and shifting for comfort, leaving room in the depression in the snow for her court. Out of the corner of her eye, the bounding of a pale coat catches Rune’s attention. Leora was moving swiftly towards Ragaire, Rook, and Calder. She dips her head to the young wolf and smiles at her, Rune still remembered when the fae was quite young. Looking back up to Kova, Rune gives the pair in front of all of them her attention. ✲⊱
                    <Panther> ‘s ears perked when he heard his own name alongside Saskia’s, he slowly rose to his paws. He glanced towards the dark brown fae, a smile on his maw. He carefully padded forward, Saskia at his side. He had watched Rune and CwnAnnwn take these same steps, and he was prepared to take them himself now.
                    <Calder> He would nose Ragaire gently again before he resumed to hold his gaze up to Kova. When Panther and Saskia where asked to come forward, a brow would rise but his attention would not wander until he felt Ragaires eyes. To which he’d swiftly nose her and turn his gaze back up again.
                    <Saskia> Saskia would smile and stand, making her way to the front alongside the brute. She dipped her head to Kova, respectfully. She would look out among the others, looking at all the wolves gathered in the clearing.
                    <Fern> watched as her friends stepped away, leaving her with a sting, even for just a moment, as she was now sitting all by herself. But nevertheless, she gave an encouraging smile to the both of them once they were up there.
                    * CwnAnnwn
                    The silver male would nod to those present as the pair reached the gathered wolves. He would settle to his court’s right side so she could lean into him and take weight off her left hip should she need to. He turned his attention to the pair that had been called up, Panther and Saskia and a smile played upon his muzzle as he whispered to the ivory fae, “Seems we were right”. He still fondly remembered the meeting that they themselves had been called forth to profess their wish to be named courts, a very happy moment for him given that he had thought he might have lost the chance after he disappeared for a long period. His tail thumped lightly behind his frame as he waited with anticipation to hear what the pair would say.
                    <Kova> “Panther and Saskia. You stand at the threshold of the stone after request of hearts to share. Once in your life, you find another whos path walks along your own, not just in this waking world, but in the dreams and hearts of one another. You both have requested to become a courted pair. Is this still your desire?” her eyes light but thoughtful to them once they reached the stone’s base. ..
                    <Kova> .. The wind chilled, but with the presence of so many she felt comfort and warmth.
                    <Saskia> Saskia would feel her heart warm even in the coldest of nights. She looked over to Panther, making sure his expression was still steady. Turning back towards Kova, she nodded firmly. “It is still my desire to walk the same path as Panther. My heart is true, and belongs to him..” She said with a wag of her tail and a smile on her face. She looked out, noticing the nervousness on Fern’s face as she was alone for just a
                    <Saskia> moment among a couple of strangers to her. She would send a light smile her way.
                    * Rook
                    📖 A quirked brow and piqued interest was momentarily supplanted by the arrival of his young sister to whom would be given his full attention and the breadth of quite greetings. He bore the disquieting scent upon his left shoulder, so he would position himself in such a place to be at Leora’s left flank. There was another pair present–Rune and Cwn–and his gaze would be lightened further to see them present.
                    <Panther> stood before the stone, occasionally glancing towards the gathered wolves, there were a lot present. He looked back up towards the Alphess, he held a subtle smile on his maw as he listened intently. He listened to Saskia as she spoke. “It is still my desire to open a new chapter, and walk along the same path as Saskia. My heart belongs
                    <Panther> to her, and it always will.” After speaking himself, he would offer a firm nod, his tail swaying behind him.
                    <Kova> would give a soft expression to the pair before her hues fell across the horizon and to the gathered.” It is a time of celebration, and witness the naming of Panther and Saskia’s,a courted pair. May you strengthen your bond with one another throughout this time, as you journey along the path of heart and soul with one another to meet as mates at the end.” she would gently stomp her paw ..
                    <Kova> .. and give off a few chuffing barks to them in a celebratory fashion; happy for the newly named courts.
                    <Leora> weevin in and out of the fray of wolves, she would give polite gestures and chuffs to any who came near and those she brushed past. She quickly sought her brothers side and gave a “^.^” expression towards Ragaire and Calder. Happy to see the pair reunited before leaning into her brother and licking up at his cheek a few times. Would she notice the scent upon his coat? Before she had time to ..
                    <Leora> .. even wonder, she turned to see Panther and Saskia up at the stone and named a courted pair. She didn’t really know what all that meant, but, it seemed something to celebrate so she gave stomps of her paw to.
                    <Calder> A favored wind might tickle his senses, and perhaps it was there he picked up the soot and ashen smell from Rook’s coat? Turning to Kova’s announcement and naming of the two pair, he gave a knowing and soft expression. He was happy for the two and happy for the growth of hearts in the pack now thriving with vibrant life with the change of season. He gave a nod of his head to the pair, happy ..
                    <Calder> .. for them both.
                    * Rook 📖 A firm stomp to the snowy ground and a light chuff to follow were given for the naming of the courted pair. Joy upon joy to see the sprigs of spring before the coming winter. The scent he bore was evident to those that knew it; although he only briefly rolled that shoulder into the substrate that carried it he knew it was pungent if he could still faintly smell it after the two days he carried it upon him. It was a sullen reminder of the time he was covered nose to tail in such a substance…a tale for a tale.
                    <Saskia> Saskia listened to Panther as he agreed, and felt a sense of change upon her being as Kova stomped her paw. A new chapter. She gave a lightened chuff and nosed Panther on the cheek before dipped her head to Kova. “Thank you, Kova.” She spoke lowly before leaving the rock, her tail swaying slowly behind her. She took her spot back beside Fern and nosed the fae on the shoulder.
                    <Panther> smiled as he and Saskia were then named courts, his tail swayed behind him as he nosed her shoulder affectionately. He dipped his head to the Alphess. “Thank you, Kova.” He offered, his nervousness melting away. He looked to Calder, offering a nod in kind. He would follow Saskia back to their seats, where he settled in beside
                    <Panther> her again. A new chapter had just begun.
                    <Kova> gave a gentle expression to the two, and a smile that would convey her joy for them and their new journey. She would allow them the time to settle back to their places among the wolves before her hues quickly scanned once more those present. Leora would be among the new and she smiled to the fae settled by her brother, Calder and Ragaire. It was there she cast her hues then to Rune and ..
                    <Kova> .. CwnAnwnn. To which she chuffed for them to approach.
                    <Fern> had her own suspicions that they seemed a littttlee too affectionate to just be good friends. A joyful smile would be sent their way as well as a pleasant tail wag. Once they made their way back Fern returned the nosing back to the brown fae, “Congratulations you two.”
                    * Rune ⊰✲ The Caretaker gives a light howl in congratulations to the newly courted pair, a wolven smile on her face. She would have to wish them luck on their journey ahead. When Kova chuffed to her and her court she’d perk her ears in surprise, nearly turning to look if there was someone seated behind her. It would seem that she and her court were mistaken, but she gladly rises to her paws and noses CwnAnnwn’s scruff before padding forward to settle below Alpha Rock. Looking up to Kova, the fae dips her head. ✲⊱
                    * CwnAnnwn The brute smiled at the pairs words and stomp his paw for their courtship. He perked as the Alpha fae asked for Rune and he to approach. As much as he had hoped this might happen, he was still surprised to be called forth, turning to his court and nosed her back tenderly before standing and approaching the Alpha rock at her side. When they reached the rock, he would look to Kova, his shoulder touching Rune’s.
                    <Kova> when the pair would approach her attention withdrew from those gathered to them. Her head would dip and welcome them forward. “As we celebrate heart and kinsihp this evening, it would only be fitting to bring you, Rune and CwnAnwnn, forward. Your path has tredded for sometime as a courted pair. To court another, is to know another more deeply and truly. To walk the same path in heart, and ..
                    <Kova> .. to live and desire to call one another their soulmate. I would ask you now, Rune, do you still desire to be named mated to CwnAnnwn?”
                    <Calder> He would watch as Saskia and Panther returned to their places near Fern, before turning his hues now to Rune and CwnAnnwn. He hadn’t had much of a chance to speak to either on occassion, but, he would feel the warmth and wholeness of the evenings events.
                    <Panther> glanced towards Fern, smiling softly. “Thank you.” He whispered towards the fae, then glanced back up towards the Alpha Rock. He noticed the other courted pair had been seated nearby, and when they were called forth, he paid close attention. He looked to Saskia, then back towards the pair who had been called forth.
                    <Leora> her nose would wiggle to the senses that where around her, mostly her brother as she was seated close. If she happened to pick up on anything, she’d perhaps inquire but now wasn’t the time. She would give a swing of her tail and a nudge into her brother, happy to be with him again before looking up to Kova, then to CwnAnnwn and Rune. The terms of such bondship still lost to her, but, ..
                    <Leora> .. celebratory is how she felt.
                    * Rune ⊰✲ She smiles warmly at Kova and then looks to the silver brute beside her. “Yes, Kova. I wish for our paths to continue walking together. He is my heart and I wish to walk forward with CwnAnnwn.” Rune’s tail wags behind her and she noses the brute’s scruff before looking back up to Kova. How lucky she was. ✲⊱
                    <Saskia> She would hum and chuckle, whispering back to Fern. “You’re next..” She joked with the fae, nuzzling her ear as she leaned over and touched her flank with her court. Her court, Panther. She was courted to the great Hunter of WolfSpirits.. it felt so good to hear it in her head. She watched as Cwn and Rune moved forward, and as they were about to be named mates Saskia had a smile brighter than the sun. What a lovely
                    <Saskia> meeting, this was.
                    <Kova> she would smile towards Rune and to her response. Before turning then to CwnAnnwn. “CwnAnnwn, I ask the same of you. ” she would turn to him now and dip her head.
                    * Rook 📖 A gentle nudge would be exchanged with his sister before he continued to listen to Rune’s answer to Kova’s question, intent on simply observing the two pair of wolves.
                    * CwnAnnwn Silver male smiled to Kova as she addressed Rune and turned to look to the ivory fae as she looked to him and responded to the Alpha female. His tail swayed happily behind him as he listened to her words and nosed his scruff. Now Kova addressed him with the same question and he kept his eyes to Rune as he responded. “I fell for Rune a few cycles of the seasons ago, but then my paws wandered in search of my father. She was never far from my mind though as I travelled the lands, a force helping to draw me back here, to my home, to my pack.” He paused for a moment, his eyes full of warmth as he gazed at the ivory fae before him. “Upon returning to these lands, I worried that I had missed my chance to spend the rest of my days with her by my side, but that was not so. It brought me great joy to know that she felt as I did and wished to travel the path before us together, heart and souls intertwined.” He felt his heart bursting with love for the fae he spoke of, his heart racing in the moment. “I know that since we were named courts nearly a full seasonal cycle ago, we have spent time apart. Time where I felt incomplete, empty without her by my side. Rune is my heart and without her, I am not whole. Yes, it is with my whole being that I wish to be named mated to Rune, my heart.” He would lean forward and tenderly run his muzzle along hers as he finished speaking.
                    <Panther> grinned as the brown fae joked with Fern. He smiled as his court leaned into him, he leaned and brushed his shoulder against hers. He was courted to Great WolfSpirits Saskia, as Loumacy would likely call her now. He directed his attention back to the Alpha Rock, listening intently as the courted pair were about to become mates. Panther
                    <Panther> held a smile on his maw, he would have to congratulate the pair after the meeting.
                    <Kova> to his words and shared heart, she would smile and offer a gentle expression to the two. To both their words, and their true hearts. “A courted pair learns and grows together, and all have been witness to Rune and CwnAnwnn’s hearts, I would like to have the honor to name you Rune mate to CwnAnnwn, and CwnAnnwn, mate to Rune. May your bond continue to grow, be strength, and be true to one ..
                    <Kova> .. another. May you challenge one another, love one another, and share the path together as one heart.” she would gently press her paw into the stone and offer up a quick, but heartfelt howl for the pair.
                    <Calder> He would sway his tail ever so softly to the two, now named mates, before offering his own quick howl in congratulations to the pair.
                    <Fern> ‘s eyes winded at the thought, and she gave a slow shake of the head before letting out a chuckle to the humorous brown fae. But deep inside through all of the joy she had for the two she wondered, would she be a bother to them both if she continued to follow them around? Her mind would quickly return the focus to Kova and what was going
                    <Fern> on in front of her, giving a few soft yips for the couple.
                    * Rune ⊰✲ A wolven grin spreads over Rune’s face and turns to face her court, nosing his scruff and putting her head on his shoulder. Her tail wagging behind her she steps back to lick the brute on the cheek. She was grateful to be brought together with him and to have their pack present to celebrate with them. “Thank you, Kova.” Rune says to their Alpha, nodding her head in sincere thanks. She returns her gaze to CwnAnnwn, her mate, and noses him once more before starting off to return to their previous places. ✲⊱
                    <Saskia> Saskia would chuckle at Ferns reaction, and then turn back to the pair at hand. When they were named courts, she gave a stomp of her paw. She saw the love they had for one another, the pureness of it. She longed for, even if she was already achieving it. Howls reached her audibles and she lifted her head in a short moment of song for the pair that were mates, and for herself and Panther. She lowered her maw and gazed around
                    <Saskia> at the others before shifting on her own paws.
                    <Leora> still unaware of what all these special things meant, she could feel the warmth, the love, and the feelings shared. She let loose a gentle breath before howling for Rune and CwnAnnwn! Everyone seemed jovial, happy, and she’d not let that fall away!
                    * CwnAnnwn He places his head on her shoulder as she places hers on his. He offers a tender lick to her maw as his tail sways behind him happily. This was a moment he had dreamed of for a long time and he was happy to be here with Rune, joining their hearts and souls into one. He turned to look to Kova and bowed his head to the fae, “Thank you Kova.” He smiled and turned to his mate, returning her nosing softly before moving at her side back to where they had settled before for the next part of the meeting.
                    Ragaire ✩☾ What on EARTH was going on?? Pairs and couples, two-by-two. Maybe she was imagining it, but the saccharine smell in the air made her sick. She makes a grumpy face and looks to her puppa. What was the meaning of this and why did it exclude her? He was howling too! What gives? She look, with a perplexed face, at the pair of wolves who had approached Kova and then returned to their places. ☽✩
                    <Kova> there would be a knowing and soft expression to the two. She knew how long they had walked together, and knew their hearts stronger now than ever before. Much love and dedication to continue to hold true to another no matter what. She smiled to their thanks “It is my pleasure, congratulations” she swung her tail then stilled it. Once the mated pair returned to their seats, she would ..
                    <Kova> .. turn then to the others gathered. “Is there any whom wish to speak or approach for this meeting?”
                    * Ragaire ✩☾ Oh, yah, yah. It was her turn. She picks her rump off the ground and marches forwards, her paws moving before her brain had time to catch up. Ragaire then finds herself at the base of the Alpha Rock, looking up at Kova with an expectantly raised brow. “Yes.” The yearling pauses. “It’s mine turn.” Though she was fumbling with what exactly her purpose was. Well, she didn’t mind the spotlight, but maybe the Kova was on her same wavelength. ☽✩
                    <Panther> glanced towards Fern and Saskia, grinning, and chuckling quietly. Though, looking back towards the Alpha Rock, offering a quick and happy howl of his own. For the two new mates, and for himself and Saskia. His voice came to a stop though when the mated pair returned to their seats. When Kova asked if any would like to speak or approach, he
                    <Panther> glanced towards Fern.
                    <Kova> her eyes would divert from the collective gathered to the smaller frame of Ragaire approaching the stone. She would tilt her head just a little but welcomed her all the same. “Of course, Ragaire. Please share what you wish to”
                    * Rook 📖 Courted pairs got paw stomps, whereas named mates was surely a reason to beckon the Song forth. He would offer his tones when others did and would quiet when the others did; his tone of the Song a gentle low tone in the remembrance of his father and mother. Only after the call came for other matters would he then turn to his young niece and once more listen.
                    <Leora> shew ould look between Kova, Rune, Cwn, Panther and Saskia, but Ragaire stomped forward and she rose a brow wondering what the fae wanted to ask?
                    <Saskia> Saskia tilted her head as Ragaire requested her time on the rock, though she listened intently. When she said she wanted to pledge in her own little way, Saskia offered an amused smile. Of course, it was a serious thing to be pledged. To pledge that you wish to learn the ways of the pack, and everything surrounding it. Ragaire already knew a lot. She turned to look at Calder to see his expression of his pup wanting to
                    <Saskia> pledge to the pack.
                    <Panther> tilted his head as he watched Ragaire, he was curious what she would ask. Once the small pup asked to be pledged, his gaze turned first to Calder, curious what he thought of this. Perhaps proud that his daughter wanted to pledge so quickly? His gaze then turned to Leora, curious if she would ask to be pledged as well. His gaze would then
                    <Panther> turn back to the Alpha Rock, wondering if Kova would grant Ragaire’s request.
                    <Kova> her brows would lightly rise, but, there was an assertion there that would affirm the thoughtfulness in her hues. She swung her tail once then stilled it before grinning. “Are there others who wish to pledge this evening alongside Ragaire?” She would turn to Ragaire for a moment with a soft expression, then to the others she looked to.
                    <Calder> his eyes fell towards Ragaire as she ran up to the stone inquiring upon pledgeship to the pack. She wasn’t a pup anymore, but in his eyes, she’ll always be a little fae. To her inquiry, he seemed momentarily surprised, but also, not so for this was her home and growth pack. He turned his gaze around quickly to perhaps see if Fianna was near, then turned back to her at the stone.
                    <Fern> Noticing the question pop into the air she decided she had put it off long enough. With an exhale to relieve the tension, she raised her voice to be audible among the others. “I would like to, If I may.” Fern would sit up but not approach Kova, standing beside Ragaire. “It’s been almost two moons now that I’ve been here… and I
                    <Fern> have already grown so fond of these wolves…” she would mumble, pausing to try and find the right words. Her gaze would be averted only glancing up at the Alphess once in a while to gauge her reactions. “I would like to ask if I could possibly stay, and be a member of your pack. I fully understand this process will take time but I
                    <Fern> will do whatever it takes on my part to achieve that, if you would let me.”
                    * CwnAnnwn Silver brute would settle upon his haunches on Rune’s right, allowing his mate to lean into him once more to stretch out her left hind leg if need be. He would run his muzzle along her scruff and the underside of her jaw before pulling back with a loving lick to her cheek before turning back to the meetings goings on as Ragaire asked to pledge. When Kova asked is any one else wished to pledge, he would sweep his gaze over those gathered, eyes settling on the unfamiliar fae who had helped out during the hunt the other night as she announced her wish to take the first paw steps down the path to becoming part of the pack.
                    <Kova> when Fern slowly approached among Ragaire’s place, she would give a dip of her nose to the pair of fae’s who stood before her, for their desire to join the path and fold of their home. “As a Pledge of WolfSpirits, you will learn and grow with the family you desire to call home, but more importantely, you will search within yourselves to confirm this is the home you want to be a part of. ..
                    <Kova> .. Are you willing to uphold the ways and rules of WolfSpirits and our creed of truth for your truth to follow the most true path for you?”
                    <Fern> , giving one last determined nod, spoke. “I am willing.” Her heart was now racing, this was it. She had been without a home and a family for what seemed like forever, and now she would be making her first steps toward becoming a part of this wonderful pack, where she wouldn’t be seen as an outsider but as a friend.
                    * Ragaire ✩☾ Um, excuse? Who was stealing her thunder here? But, as Kova spoke to them both. Wow, okay! It worked! She listens to her Alpha earnestly, ears perked and weight leaning onto her front lets. “Yes, yes. I do, Alpha Kova.” She wags her tail behind her. Responsibility, family, and learning. The yearling’s enormous amber eyes look up to Kova and then glance to her puppa enthusiastically. Hey! Look at me! ☽✩
                    <Kova> her eyes fell to both Ragaire and Fern. Pledgeship was one of the first steps of several to reach membership, but she had no doubt of eithers hearts, but she’d hear their words shared with those gathered and the family they wish to join. “As all have heard the pledge of both Fern and Ragaire to this home and pack, I would like to have the honor of naming you Fern Pledge of WolfSpirits, ..
                    <Kova> .. and you Ragaire, Pledge of WolfSpirits. You may now introduce yourself as such to all you meet.”
                    * Rook📖 Now came the answers, not in word but in deed. The sentiment heaved a cache of memory to the fore, and he thought then upon his father’s creed, Ayaka’s creed, and now Shakira’s…turning then to where the latter had gone before returning to hear Fern and Ragaire’s honest answers. Only after hearing Kova confirm their newfound position would he offer two paw stomps to the ground, one for each pledge.
                    <Leora> would remain seated near her brother and when Fern also approached and asked to join, she felt her heart swell with happiness. Oh how could this day get -anyyyy bettterrrr-! Her rump would visibly wiggle left and right, for her tail could almost not stop swaying. She did her best to calm her presence to ensure not to be disruptive, remembering her mother and fathers teachings. To the naming ..
                    <Leora> .. of the two, she stomped her paws to mimic her brothers own.
                    <Calder> He would have nothing but admiration and love for Ragaire as she pledged herself to her birth pack. He would stomp his paw lightly, but felt that his heart would no sooner hold in his howl than the falls in the hidden falls to their pools below, so he gave a quick and short prideful howl for her and her advancement. A pride no one could fault him for.
                    <Panther> listened, and watched as Fern slowly approached the rock. He also noticed that Leora remained in the crowd, he hummed in acknowledgment and turned his gaze to the front again. He looked to Saskia, glad that their newest friend was becoming a pledge. He stomped his paw where he sat, his gaze looking towards Calder as he offered a howl for
                    <Panther> his daughter’s advancement, he smiled, gaze returning to the front.
                    <Fern> “Thank you.” And with a bow to Kova, she made her way back to her friends with a big, proud grin on her face. She had done it, she had taken her next step in the journey in of finding the family she so dearly yearned for that lonely year on her own. All she could do is look forward to the future and beyond, now being able to picture
                    <Fern> herself with this pack she found so unfamiliar only a little while ago.
                    * Rune⊰✲ As if her night could not improve, two new wolves began their journey with the pack, one of them a pup she had watched grow far too rapidly. With a chuckle at Ragaire’s confidence and Kova’s acceptance. The Caretaker lifts her voice in song, howling to the sky joining Calder. ✲⊱

                    <Kova> her tail would sway slowly behind her to the two newest pledges and allowed them to return to their place among the gathered. She turned now to address the wolves once the stomps and howls settled. “There is still fresh meat in the hunting grounds if any is hungry. The pack secured it several nights back.” a prideful expression on her face. “This was an evening of true celebration, of heart, and of warmth. I welcome you to good company and comfort. Thank you everyone who has attended tonight and heeded the call. It was a most joyous occassion and one our hearts have needed this, and I speak for my own, that it is very full.”





                    Pack Meeting #208

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                    Meeting Notes

                    September 12th, 2022

                    • Hunting schedule put into place
                      • Hunter will track a meal
                      • The next day the pack will hunt (Fridays)
                    • The pack’s discord server will be open to the public!
                    • Salem returns as a Pledge
                    Number Of Wolves Present



                      Sara Daithi Leora




                      Pack Meeting Begins

                      * Kova as the wind would kick up the smell and scent of the grey clouds overhead, she would wiggle her nose about to take in what scents where to be found along the path back to the clearing. After returning from the hunting grounds with Salem and Leora following behind, no doubt, she would make to close the distance to the Alpha’s stone. It’s familiar shape and scent drew grander as she got ..
                      <Kova> .. closer. Now at the base she hopped up and walked to it’s edge where she would rise her muzzle and howl for a gathering.
                      * Sanek after having returned to the territory, he had been catching up on all the scents he had missed. His nose would be lowered to the shore of the Lake of Solace, where animals frequently stopped for a short rest, when he heard the howl of the Alphess. He would stand still for a moment, his head rising with ears perked curiously to the sound of the call as it echoed through the forest. Once it ended, his paws would move swiftly at a trot to join the meeting.
                      * Salem found it impossible to keep to keep to himself if he was being asked of it now. “I found a few places with views that made my tail wag, but they are so close in distance that I’m sure that they have been seen and spoken of by a few of the wolves we may see tonight. But the silly thing about it is, I never really remember leaving, so I think I walk in my sleep.” He told her in a ponderous tone as if he had given it some serious thought. “But eventually I make my way back even if the road isn’t always easy.” Just at that moment, he heard Kova’s howl just ahead of them where they didn’t fall too far behind. Since he was a lot closer, he didn’t have to run to the Alpha Rock, but he did take his last few steps a little more quickly and found himself a seat within earshot of the Rock.
                      Rook would complete the stanza of the stream’s westward call before its flow entered into the clearing proper. The gentle whispers of water on gravel-laden banks would become a muffled murmur behind the thick curtain of pine that adorned the tree line around the northeast of the clearing. Just south of his father’s overlook he would come across a now overgrown area meant for fun, but all things found themselves back within
                      <`Raven> the fold. He too would find himself there one day; however, today he would heed a second call and finish his trek into the clearing proper.
                      <`Raven> <CwnAnnwn> c/Cwn He was nearing the southern boundary of the clearing when the sound of Kova’s call for a meeting rang out between the trees, his ears perking before he increased his pace slightly. He did not run, but he slipped into the ground eating lope that their kind used to cover distance with little effort. It would not be long before he would manifest within the clearing, slipping between a pair of trees, angling towards the Alpha rock now.
                      * Leora she would wave her tail at Salem “that sounds exciting! perhaps one day I can explore to.” it was then the howl of Kova reached her ears and she nosed Salem quickly “oo, a gathering!” she called out and moved after and reached the clearing to. There she looked across the horizon to any near that she recognized.
                      * Kova as the wolves who would heed the call emerged from the thick of wood and perhaps sleep, she would seat herself upon the stone slowly and give off a low, but welcoming chuff. “Welcome everyone. Thank you for heeding the call and gathering for a meeting.” she shifted her tail against the rock in a slow wave, then stilled it. “First off, I wanted to ask if there where any more reports about our wandering and foriegn scents? Anything from the scout?” her eyes cast now to see if Sanek was among them.
                      * Sanek he would break through the treeline and take in all the scents the winds had to offer. Seeing that the meeting had already begun, he would make sure to be silent in his approach as he looked for a spot to sit in.
                      * Saskia looked up as Kova reached her point upon the majestic rock. She hummed and dipped her head to whoever seemed to arrive near her. She didn’t have anything to report, and looked towards Sanek as he broke into the clearing just in time.
                      <`Raven> <Rook> c/Rook Story 📖 A place near enough to listen to the proceedings was taken, and he would look to those present and think upon those not. He wondered why those that they had encountered weeks ago had not made good on their promise of doing harm to they and theirs. Certainly, a sound strategy would have utilized the lackadaisical? Such was the train of though that drew him to the raven feathers and then to his youngest sister who he saw near
                      <`Raven> some of the others. Curious for news, he waited to hear if any would give a report.

                      c/Cwn Silver brute continued to maintain the steady lope towards the rock where the others had gathered before the Alpha fae. Once he was close enough to gathered wolves, he would bow his head to the Alpha fae atop the rock before settling upon his haunches as he listened for a report on the scents she spoke of.
                      * Kova an ear turned this way and that as she saw the wolves emerge out of the ‘woodwork’ to approach and settle for the meeting. She drew her paws upon the stone and when the crickets would chimm their strumming songs against the silence to her question, she would offer. “Keep a warry eye.” she’d add before shifting her weight again. “Speaking of new scents, there are two new faes who’ve ..
                      <Kova> .. visited recently. One by the name of Kino, a wolf who hails from the far north to a pack previously named IceWolves. She is here in search of a home. The other wolf is a decendent of our matriarch, Kovo’s spirit sister. Silverlune. She is Alpha of a pack named MoonSingers.” she would turn to see Cwn appear as the last to gather then back to the rest. “Know that I have greeted them and their scent is upon my coat, and mine to theirs.”
                      * Leora the cluster wolf wolves would begin to usher forth from the woods , brush and tree. She saw Cwn and swung her tail; a familiar face along with Sanek and Saskia. She gruuued and would dip her head in greeting to them, but perhaps it was her brothers presence that ushered her forward and in his direction with haste.
                      * Salem grew silent when the meeting started but he didn’t have anything to add on the account of the scents and so he remained as such. He had noticed a few new scents since he had been back, but he was still separating friend from foreign and would commit the names to memory and acknowledge the word of warning the names were preceeded with a nod.
                      * Rook – Kino he had met the other day, and with the recall of the name came the recall of the scent. The other, an alpha, was not someone he had encountered. The vast realm of the Wolfspirits was one that could entertain perhaps a neighbor or two, but he wondered just how near this other pack was. Had Phoenix and the ‘Tellers encountered said pack? He would endeavor to find out when such a time allowed. For now, his attention shifted to the approach of his youngest sister. He’d not be far from the others and so would make her path all the shorter.
                      * Leora like one to awaken to mornings hush, she would be the swift uplifting rush like quiet birds scattered to the air. Tail would wave, mimicing the wind as she would approach her brother quickly and quietly, seating beside him. His face would not be void of licks and nuzzles before she’d recline to look to Kova, now serious and a wink to her brother.
                      Cwn His head canted slightly at the talk of two visiting faes, he had yet to encounter them, he must keep an eye for them and introduce himself to them. He cast a quick glance at the others gathered, noting whom was present and whom was not. If any glanced at him as he looked, he would nod his head to them before turning back to the Alpha fae.
                      * Kova the wind would usher together all the scents and smells and she’d acknowledge each present wolf. Finding some absent among the gathered. For now, she’d continue. “Next to address is the hunt. There will be a set day for our hunter, Panther or Shakira, to scout out a meal first and the following day (or following evening if it’s in the morning), a hunt will be called upon a set day and ..
                      <Kova> .. time.” she’d cast her gaze once more to each wolf, finding Panther missing among them so she’d inform him when her path crossed with his. “((OOC: Let me know what days/times works for everyone!))
                      * Saskia listened intently, only offering a nod of her head to a wandering Leora. She nodded in regards to the new wolves, and pack hunt. She wondered where her mentor was, perhaps still slumbering in the wood lines.
                      * Sanek another hunt he would make sure not to miss. His paws already tingled with the promise of a hunt on the horizon. Before the hunt he would have to see if the borders of WolfSpirits were free of scents of intruders, though, to make sure he was doing his job as a scout so that the pack would be safe, especially with what seemed to be a threat
                      * Sanek to the lands?
                      * Rook – Awash in sister slobbers and lost at sea, he would finally seek to save himself by pawing Leora away a moment. He would nip at her shoulder soon after her regained composure…it was likely a rouse anyway. ”Remind me to tell you of the raven’s feather and the light of the Mean Oíche after the meeting,” he whispered. No need to interrupt the meeting or give others a sense that he was to share a story on their behalf.
                      * Fianna was perhaps a shadow of herself. At least her own shadow felt looming and nightmarish with the doom that had been laid at her paws. Still, she was alive. Some of her family was still alive. She would endure and one day perhaps, thrive again. For now her paw steps would be slow with their new rhythm but she would just be nearing the western treeline and pushing into the clearing proper. If the call for a meeting had been lofted she would have been close enough to heed it, if slowly.
                      * Leora her tail would swing quickly behind her as she was awash with a glow only one of curious intent would harbor. Well, perhaps she was a little brighter than most, but at the mention of reminding to be given a bit of story would cause her to almost loose focus. She was another year older and she did her best to be as mature as she could, and in that moment she gave her brother a knowing nod ..
                      <Leora> .. then turned back to the meeting.
                      *Fianna Quietly.. Quietly.. She would wade through the ebbing grasses and cross the clearing, keeping herself a bit low so as not to draw attention to herself and her late arrival. Nearing the other’s she would spot mostly familiar faces and wonder at the new scents she caught throughout their land. Near the back she would settle and sink to her belly to listen.
                      * Kova her hues fell to the others and gave a grin and a nod. She would then turn her hues towards the rest of the wolves gathered. “Does anyone have anything they desire to bring up before I continue?”
                      <Kino> before long came trotting up to the group. Having been exploring further south beyond the border, she heard the howl and it had taken her a spell of time to return. She panted to catch her breath as she slowed to a walk amongst the gather, not entirely sure if she was privy to this meeting as she wasn’t even a full member of this pack yet. Just before reaching the group, she slowed  more to a full stop, looking around with amber orbs at more wolves than she had seen at one time since arriving. She shook her full white coat out and bowed her head low in reverence to the WolfSpirits pack.
                      * Cwn He glanced to the others gathered to see if any had something to bring up before the Alpha fae continued with the topics she wished to discuss during the meeting. He had nothing himself, though one of these meetings before winter set too deeply he hoped for Rune and himself to be able to ask about taking the next step and moving beyond courtship.
                      * Rook Story 📖 A quiet meeting meant quiet entrances were likely not quiet relative to busier ones. Perhaps the quiet one was extra quiet in the quiescence of the quiet meeting…Quiet entrances without a queue could quickly cue quixotic conundrums of quizzically quaint congregations! Not exactly what he was aiming for, but it would do. Perhaps the second entrance would allude to the first, and there he would see both Kino and his sister? He had nothing to report or at least nothing he desired to have known beyond the tale to his youngest sister.
                      * Saskia shook her head, if Kova was looking for physical affirmation. She didn’t need to bring anything up. She turned her head to an approach of paws, peering up at amber hues. She would allow her tail to sway in peak interest at the she-wolf. The chocolate fae would dip her head in a respectful greeting, but didn’t talk as to not interrupt the meeting.
                      * Salem made a note of the future hunt with a flop from one side to the other at the idea of a hunt. He stood up and stepped forward and dipped his head slightly. “It has been some time since I pledged and yet even more time since I’ve been here. With how much time has passed, I would like to be made a Pledge of this pack again.” He perhaps noticed out of the corner of his eye the movement
                      * Salem of another joining them, but his focus was more focused on making his request in front of not just Kova but now the pack.
                      * Sanek having no news to present, he would turn to the others, and just then he felt a new scent join the gathering. His eyes scanned those gathered for the stranger and his gaze fell on Kino.  The posture of the Alphess suggested this was a wolf she knew, perhaps one of those she had mentioned earlier, so he would remain focused on the meeting.
                      * Fianna Pink Fianna did have a report – a long overdo one, but she needed to make to the Alphess alone, perhaps after the meeting and she would bide her time. She had been trying to figure out a way to speak of it, all the words she had considered fell short, leaving her brooding and absent all but in scent for She had still been keeping tabs on the clearing and surround areas, mindful of her duties. Quietly she would flick an ear and
                      <`Raven> scan the white fae who moved into their midst. She had only caught the tail end of what Kova had mentioned about new fae’s and she was curious. Her gaze then moved to her brother and Leora for a long moment, weight in her eyes before she turned back toward the stone as Salem spoke up and she felt her tail swing once, brushing the ground slowly.
                      * Leora she would look to each wolf and after the promise of a story, she was all ears and eager for the meeting’s fruition and end to if only to hear the story. Her sister however would not go unnoticed! Oooo, she had to really dig her paws in from leaping in her direction. Her gaze then fell to Salem and she waved her tail again at his mention of wanting to rejoin!
                      * Saskia swiveled an ear towards Salem as he spoke. When Kova asked for a vouche, Saskia pondered. She knew Salem well enough, and though the brute had been absent; he was well bided within the territory when he was present. She would lift her head to catch Kova’s gaze, “I.. Will vouch for Salem’s return as pledge. He is of sound mind, and always lends paws of support.” She smiled and nodded towards Salem before
                      * Saskia stamping her paw on the ground for confirmation of her words.
                      *Cwn He looked towards Salem a moment before turning towards Kova before speaking. “Having myself found my paws wandering away from my home here, but always finding my way back to my family.. The fact that he has returned and still wishes to make this his home, his family and knowing that he will do his part for the pack is enough for me to vouch for him.”
                      * Rook Stone 📖 A bear’s metaphoric weight upon him for a moment might be felt before movement caught his eyes and a renewed pledge lodged soundly in his ears. He had been absent of the clearing for more than a few days himself, but it had been a time for Salem. Rook had never been close to Salem; however, one needn’t be shoulder to shoulder to see one on a familiar path. ”If one desires to renew bonds frayed from time, then one should be given a chance to find and reaffirm the threads that bind us. I cannot vouch for Salem, but I can and will vouch for his right to a renewed journey.”
                      * Fianna wouldn’t know Salem well either but she had seen parts of his journey and knew he cared, which was more than she could say for many that began their journey here, only to move on soon after. “I would welcome him back.” She said softly, pushing up enough to be heard though inwardly cringing because she had missed the beginnings of the meeting.
                      * Kova as the words of pledge to Salem’s advance. Her hues fell to Saskia first and to her pledge for Salem, she gave a grateful nod. Then to CwnAnnwn, Fianna, and Rook’s words added, she gave another nod and a soft expression before turning then to Salem. “As those who have pledged their vouche for your journey, I to would be honored to reassign you to a Pledge of WolfSpirits. You may now ..
                      <Kova> .. introduce yourself to all you meet and paths you come across.” she smiled “Welcome back, Salem!” she stomped her paw to stone.
                      * Leora her eyes fell to her brother and then her sister. When the others spoke of Salem’s journey, she felt inspired. What it must feel like to be in Salem’s pawS? Or other paws who stood there asking to join her family. She was just freshly 2 and much ahead, but for now, she’d not think upon her own journey just yet. She was still learning , afterall, but she was happy for Salem! Her tail waved and she stomped a paw and gave a happy chuff in his direction!
                      * Saskia hummed and smiled as Kova have the final stomp and vocals of approval, her tail wagging behind her. She didn’t know of the journey Salem was taking right now, but she supported it none the less. The soft voice of Fianna from the back made Saskia turn around and offer a kind smile to the fae. She hadn’t seen Fianna in quite some time, the lighter faes presence was soft on the eyes. She did seem slightly off,
                      * Saskia like something was on her mind, but if one weren’t looking they wouldn’t have noticed. She turned back around and focused her attention on Kova, once more.
                      * Salem listened to Kova’s words and each of the voices who answered. When each one started to speak, Salem turned around them and returned either a smile or a nod or a hopeful sway to his tail if only for a moment after they were done speaking. When he looked from one to the other, he made it a point to see who they were with who hadn’t spoken though it was some of their wishes he knew
                      * Salem to join or call this place home which were both familiar to him. His eyes turned to Kova once they had each been said to the her final words to him and he dipped his head slightly and proceeded to make his way back among those gathered for the meeting, this time nosing any and all who were close enough to do so.
                      * Kova her tail swayed to Salem as he returned back to the others. Humbled to have him back in their fold as a pledge. She then turned her hues back to the gathered before turning towards Kino as she noticed the fae had joined them. She gave an acknowledged nod to her before returning back to the others. “With that, that will conclude our meeting. Salem, Leora and I had tracked down an Oxen,  ready to be hunted.” she’d grin, casting her eyes to the others.
                      * Saskia flicked her ears, and after Kova concluded her words, she would have waited to be dismissed. She was excited to hunt down the oxen the few wolves trailed earlier this evening. She also wondered what if Panther, and if he would join them on their hunt. A swift sway of her tail and she was up on her slender legs, gazing around for those who were free enough to be greeted. Among the first she wished to approach would
                      * Saskia have been Salem. Was he free?


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