June 24, 2015, 07:37 AM
FitzDutiful was finally making that trip to the plateau, the one he had promised Lasher all those weeks (month) ago. It had been so hard but Raissa's departure had prompted him. His pack needed this security more than ever, though he would never show them how badly. He had wanted to bring his children along but they weren't really old enough ye and they had one change to get through before another occurred - plus just because @Lasher had suggested it didn't mean that @Dante or Blue Willow would agree.
Approaching the borders from Silvertip Mountain, FitzDutiful sat and howled his arrival, deliberately requesting the leadership, mentioning that he had been invited here by Taltos previously. In truth, anyone could come - he couldn't be demanding on their borders for he wouldn't tolerate it on his own. Little did FitzDutiful know that Lasher had the news of what had occurred at the Caldera - the very event that had kept him away from their borders - if he did know that he would have been requesting anyone who knew what had transpired.
Approaching the borders from Silvertip Mountain, FitzDutiful sat and howled his arrival, deliberately requesting the leadership, mentioning that he had been invited here by Taltos previously. In truth, anyone could come - he couldn't be demanding on their borders for he wouldn't tolerate it on his own. Little did FitzDutiful know that Lasher had the news of what had occurred at the Caldera - the very event that had kept him away from their borders - if he did know that he would have been requesting anyone who knew what had transpired.