Khepri | Alpha Female | Mentions: Ornate , Slade + Callan

The autumn colored dame pursed her maw in displeasure. First they had to deal with losing what clawhold they had on their home. Fleeing a deadly disease that wiped out many, an arduous and perilous journey to find a little slice of paradise - now they have to face the prospect of a flood. Her eyes sharpened at the ominous clouds, and she sighed deeply agitated. Her nerves had been more that broken recently. With everything. She stood up and made her mind up on her orders.

" Callan, lead the pack to whatever higher ground their is. And then when it is found, prepare dens to be able to shelter in place for the storm. We don't need to be on the lower ground where it can easily flood. " she spoke her words with firmness, " I am also thinking of using larger branches already fallen to create some sort of breaker but I'm unsure ."

" Slade, please make sure every wolf stays safe and keeps guard on this move. Once we are all situated, I want you to lead a small hunting party to see if we can find something to eat."

The female gave her orders and she looked at the two wolves, and she was satisfied with what she spoke, now she needed to make sure no one had been left behind before she met her sister. She walked away from the pack, and searching to see no one had been straggling behind she found everyone was within the small area they had been staying in for a while now.

She then thought of more ways to prepare for the storm. Maybe they could uses long branches as a sort of breaker or line, much like a wooden wall, and then they could have a small area where the excess water drains out. She was so lost in her thoughts when she nearly bumped into her sister. Her eyes were vacant when looking at her elder sister - not like her usually happy expression to see her.

"Hello sister. You wanted to meet? Please let this be swift, I have a storm to prepare for. Oh, by the way: Chione is an Omega now." And she spoke in a mildly aggressive tone - one indicating she wasn't happy nor pleased to see her after what she did and what the effect of it was.

A figure moved silently through the land, body weaving through bushes and crouching beneath fallen trees. She had a task to do, it could be seen in the way her brows furrowed with concern, or how her eyes narrowed with concentration. She was determined, moving as if her life depended on it. She needed to get somewhere, and she was in a hurry.

She had replayed this meeting within her mind for days, wondering what to say, how to act, what to do. She had planned it, though now that it was approaching, Ornate was at a loss for words. Her mind was blank, a phenomenon that rarely occurred. Never had her thoughts ceased before. Never had she questioned what to say.

Words.

They flowed naturally for her.

Why couldn't she think of what to say?

Now, it was too late, for there walked the leader of River Ash. The pack that had once belonged to Ornate, but had given up in a desperate move. There, walked Khepri.

Standing still, the female watched the familiar pelt of her sister approach, the one whom had nearly run into her. "Thank you for meeting me," she spoke, breaking the silence, her tone soft like it normally was with a hint of sternness behind it. It was a voice that wished to be listened to, one that was difficult to ignore.

She had to admit, seeing her sister's lack of greeting hurt, though could Ornate blame her? She had left the pack, her birth home to join Night Shade, the enemy. But Ornate wasn't truly at fault. She had a plan, and her sister refused to hear her out.. Refused to allow her to explain her idea. Didn't she know by now? Ornate always had a plan, she never did things rationally. Didn't Khepri see that? Didn't she understand that she would never do something without a good reason?

"Yes, of course. I understand you have to get back. I won't keep you for very long." Everything was so tense between them. So awkward. Things came easily with her sister, but now? Well, it was nothing like it used to be. Opening her mouth, Ornate soon closed it, not knowing where to begin. "It seems like this storm will be a severe one," she said instead, procrastinating.. Prolonging the conversation.

No, she couldn't do that. It wasn't fair.

"I wanted to explain why I left. I know you think that I abandoned you, Chione, and the pack, but I would never.." Trailing off, Ornate's expression suddenly froze, her eyes flicking around Khepri with confusion at her younger sister's most recent sentence. A small smile formed upon the white female's face, something between amusement and a look of disbelief.

"I'm sorry?" She asked, gazing at Khepri as if searching for the joke. That is, until Ornate realized that there was none. Just like that, the female's face became a blank, her face sinking into a look of disappointment, followed by a rage similar to what a mother may feel. A silent one.

"What do you mean Chione is an omega?"

A young canid with odd proportions could be seen strolling, her paws caked with dirt and mud. A wind so heavy rolled through her young fur, that her tail, if it had not been attached to her body, would have taken off a long time ago. It was picking up, or so the female noted as she continued wandering. Where was she going, you ask? Well, even she wasn't sure.

Evanora was a pup of four months, yet her personality was quite the opposite. She was told to stay close, so naturally, she left. You see, she wasn't one for listening to orders. She did whatever she pleased, and just a few moments ago, Evanora was busy playing in a stream. Why? Because she felt like it, and because she felt like it, the pup did it.

Now, her fur was wet, her body muddy, and Evanora wasn't more pleased. She had planned to stay out for longer, possibly until evening to stir up worry in her mother. She had noticed the longer she strayed, the more attention she received upon her return, and Evanora adored the spotlight. So, she continued, frolicking around without a care in the world, as if no danger lurked for a young pup such as herself.

Evanora always did live as if she had countless lives to waste.

But oh, the stupid storm was ruining her plans. It was forcing her to return early of all things. She cursed the storm for that reason. Cursed it for appearing on a day that she wished to be invisible. Rather than continuing her adventure, she had to turn back. She had to see her disgusting siblings early. She probably had to converse with them and their mother, too, a thing Evanora always dreaded.

She despised her family. Hated them with a deep rage and burning passion, and yet.. Evanora would do anything for them. She would kill for them. It was a very conflicting feeling for the young female. How could you hate one but also love them? How could you wish to never know them, but at the same time, do anything for them? Evanora never truly understood, though she wondered if her father, Zethus, would.

Ah, her father. Evanora was truly fond of him. He was her favourite in the family. He was like her, simply an older, opposite gender, uglier version of her, but she still enjoyed his presence nonetheless.

After Zethus came Ruth. Oh, little Ruth, Evanora truly took advantage of her youngest sister, but also tended to protect her from others. She was her second favourite, her little pet. After Ruth came Hudde and Halycon. She wasn't sure which of her brothers she favoured the most. Both had their own thing going for them. Though if one thing was for certain, her mother was last upon her list.

It was always blah, blah, don't do this, or blah, why put yourself in danger, followed by a blah, blah, you need to be more responsible. It was truly tiring to listen to. All the blabbering, like a motor, blah, blah, blah. Honestly, how much could one listen to? Thus, Evanora disliked her mother the most.

Even as she approached the pack, the pup made an effort not to be seen. She didn't feel like conversing with others, besides, they were all much too busy figuring out what to do with the storm.

Oh well, it worked for her.

"There's a storm comin'," spoke Callan, head tilted to the clouds brewing above. "I think it'll be a bad one."

Blinking, the tall male leaned against Ildiko's side, a habit he had picked up many moons ago. His sister was blind, had been for many years. Since he could speak, Callan had made it known that he was there for her. He made her understand that he was willing to do anything to ensure her survival. Ildiko was intelligent and skilled, yes. In fact, moreso than he ever was, though there was still the underlining fear that something terrible would happen to her. Would she fall off a cliff? Perhaps starve due to not finding food? Would the others take advantage on her inability to see?

You see, Callan couldn't let that happen. Any of it. So, he stepped up, acting as her guardian. Did Ildiko truly need one? Probably not, but Callan was there just in case. He knew that, and so did his sister. He knew not to suffocate her or swarm around her like she were a pup.

"The sky is completely dark. Clouds have taken it up entirely, swirling around. And the wind has picked up as well." Describing things to her, it was something that he often did. Sure, Ildiko knew of the storm, but he wanted to go into more detail for her. He always tended to.

"It'll be a bad one," he repeated, as if confirming his own thoughts. Lowering his head, Callan gazed around steadily. He needed to begin taking care of what was assigned for him to do. So, when excused, he turned to Ildiko once more. "Higher ground lies in the north? You know that one raised piece of land I once told you about? With the trees? Perhaps we could all head there." Indeed, that would be a good location. The pack could dig holes among the roots. It would be easier as well, considering many roots were already raised due to the hill.

So, satisfied with his idea, Callan raised his head, allowing a short howl to be sounded to alert the pack. A sound that told everybody to be prepared to move.

"Gather up!" He barked, his voice booming loudly across the pack. The sooner everybody would group together, the better.

Mairea | Subordinate | Night Shade Pack | Mentions: Evanora, Hudde, Halcyon, & Ruth

The alabastor dame lifted the her head at the sound of Rune's voice. Making dens? The female hummed to herself as she stood up, and shook off. She needed to find a good spot for her and her family. She looked around to located her children. They were all scattered about, and she chuckled to herself. What independant children I raised, but then she registered the form of Ruth and Hudde. Both of them were more milder in comparison to their bold older siblings. And she smiled softly at them, and nudged each one gently.

"Hello my dears," she spoke in her usual loving manner with them, " Hudde, you can help me make some dens, and Ruth you may go with Eva to participate in scavanging if you'd like - unless you want to stay here."

Mairea knew that they were growing older and soon they'd be able to hunt in 7 months. This was the perfect time for them to be observing other wolves, it'd give them some critical skills and help them be more prepared for the future. She smiled, and flicked her tail to dismiss the two, and then she walked over to the brooding form of her daughter.

Ah - how much alike she was with her child. Evanora didn't know this of course - but, Mairea had been a much darker souled femme in her younger years. And she saw this mirrored in her daughter. Would she had turned out like this, if not worse had she not changed her own fate? She shook the thought from her mind before teasingly shifting her weight into her daughter - she knew her own child didn't like her, but she didn't care. She was her mother and that was that.

" I was just telling your brother and sister that you all are free to go watch the adults go scaveging today, maybe your father'll take you and Halcyon. " she said a small smile on her face, "could you tell your brother this, I have some dens I need to work on." and with the short conversation she walked off with her tail swishing behind her. She kept the conversations short and brief with her, and hoped the young creature didn't mind.

She then hummed to herself as she found a spot, it was tree on a slight hill, and she thought this the perfect spot for a den. And so she begin her work.

Khepri | Alpha Female | Mentions: Ornate

The female wanted to run to her sister and tell her much she missed her, but no she had to keep her emotions bottled - she loved Ornate. Very, very much and it was unnatural for her to not lovingly nuzzle her sister - but she was angry with her. She left, made her choice. Sure, she may have had a plan - she always did, but why didn't she include her in the loop. For heavens sake she had been the Beta. The most trusted wolf of the Alpha, her sister. Yet she didn't feel like she was trusted by her.

"If you had a plan then why leave me out the loop? I was your Beta, no not even that - I'm your sister, for heaven's sake! A little warning would've been nice! " she responded bitterly - but her face turned a bit sorrowful at her behavior when her sister mentioned she was hear to inform her why she left. She would finally get an answer. But it was interrupted when she heard her sister ask about Chione, and she felt angry at seeing her face fall into displeasure.

"Yes - Chione is an Omega." she said bitterly and accusingly at her sister, "because of you. Did you not think what leaving for our rivals would do? It nearly caused a bloody insurrection! Many wolves doubted my ability to lead due to you leaving, and where my loyalties would lie. The only way to even remotely gain their trust was to punish her for your wicked deed. It's not fair - I'm angry with you, why did Chione have to suffer, why? Why did you leave me with such a burdern, a goddamned mess to fix!"

She was pratically screaming at her sister. Khepri wasn't one to yell when agitated, but she was beyond that point now, " Do you know how frail, how skinny she is now. How many marks adorn her lovely pelt because they dare laid their claws on our sister? How my blood boils and I want to claw every single wolf who harmed her, but I can't do such a thing because it'll be viewed as favortism?"

She then looked at her sister seriously, " So tell me, how are you going to fix this?"

Avis | Male | River Ash | Subordinate | Mentions: Chione, Callan, Open

The male had not gotten much sleep the previous night. It had just been one of those restless nights when he would peer open an eye to stare blankly at the large black sky that swallowed the earth every night. Time seemed to stand still yet move so quickly, as the day had already begun. While some may have been a bit bothered by the lack of sleep and rest, Avis made no mention about it. Complaining would not do anyone any good, besides, based on past events, the pack was lucky to still be standing. The canine was currently sitting in camp, weight on his haunches and peering around carefully at his pack members. Avis was known to be easy going enough, as he often looked out for his pack mates. Even if it was the smallest and simplest gestures. He also was able to keep his calm, so the recent drama hadn't shaken him as much as it did others. He trusted Khepri to lead the pack well enough.

The sound of Callan's bark for everyone to gather and prepare to move caused the canine to rise to his paws. The recent hardship had affected him as well, as the male had lost some muscle mass. Though, it wasn't too obvious. The most visible change would be the lack of shine for his pelt as well as his weary gait. Nonetheless, he approached Callan and his gathering packmates, glancing around with his dark amber gaze as the wind picked up and blew a strong breeze through his fur. A storm was rolling in. And a bad one, too.

The movement in the corner of his eye caused him to glance over, finding their omega, Chione, slowly making her way over. The demotion of the female had been a surprise for everyone. And while some wolves didn't seem bothered by it, Avis was. In his opinion, no one rightfully deserved such treatment. But to be outwardly kind and generous to her was putting a target on his back as well. Thus, Avis had opted for a different option. He would simply be kind to her under the radar. His dark gaze had flickered to her for a moment before nonchalantly glancing away. He wouldn't be able to speak or interact with her with so many wolves about to gather around.