December 08, 2025, 07:23 PM
making some assumptions (let me know if not okay), post pack hunt, backdated so any current threads posts in moonglow will be present-dated.
moose-blood, pine sap, trampled snow— all woven together in the cold air as sega walked at @Angel Oak’s side, their pelts brushing now and then like sparks meeting tinder. dawn light sifted through the bare branches, catching the curve of her cheek, the knots of dried blood still clinging to his own shoulder fur from the hunt. he felt the pleasant heaviness of a full belly, the pride of a strong pack, and the quiet, familiar ache of wanting her close.they crested a rise overlooking the heart of great sky. sega lifted his head, breath pluming white.
hn,a soft rumble to angel, warm, conspiratorial.
we call now.
his voice rose then— a deep, rolling howl that carried through the valley, steady and summoning. one calling for hunters. for kin. for purpose.
a note for callahan ( @Barrett ) , his lowest register— the voice of a leader seeking his right-hand.
a rising sweep for @Elowyn, gentler, beckoning like a hearthfire calling someone home.
the echoes faded into the timberline. sega’s tail brushed angel’s hock as he lowered his muzzle again, something nearly fond gleaming in his gold eyes.
let angel post first:)
Yesterday, 01:01 AM
True to his predictions, Angel had kept Sega busy. She still had her own duties to tend to, of course, and her own hobbies, and her own friends — but when she wasn't occupied by any of those things, she was trying to steal the band chief away for a few clandestine moments.
Even now, in this very not clandestine moment, her body burned with a strange new energy. She was not visibly vibratory beside him, but Sega must be able to feel the seething swirl of desire and instinct and joy that lived beneath her skin, and that seemed to reach down to her very bones.
The look she shot him was almost affectionate, too. Mostly, it was a great and terrible something else.
They howled together, Angel's voice welcoming to Callahan, and sweetly trusting to Elowyn. She was still not entirely sure about this plan, but she knew that Elowyn would do her best to represent her.
Angel turned her face briefly into Sega's shoulder, her nose reaching up to touch a place below his ear, as if she might whisper something. But she said nothing, and soon settled so that Callahan and Elowyn would not come upon so tender an exchange. Only their band chief and her, standing sure and steady at his side.
Even now, in this very not clandestine moment, her body burned with a strange new energy. She was not visibly vibratory beside him, but Sega must be able to feel the seething swirl of desire and instinct and joy that lived beneath her skin, and that seemed to reach down to her very bones.
The look she shot him was almost affectionate, too. Mostly, it was a great and terrible something else.
They howled together, Angel's voice welcoming to Callahan, and sweetly trusting to Elowyn. She was still not entirely sure about this plan, but she knew that Elowyn would do her best to represent her.
Angel turned her face briefly into Sega's shoulder, her nose reaching up to touch a place below his ear, as if she might whisper something. But she said nothing, and soon settled so that Callahan and Elowyn would not come upon so tender an exchange. Only their band chief and her, standing sure and steady at his side.
Yesterday, 06:14 PM
At the call for her and Callahan, Elowyn went to find Angel and Sega. She had been waiting for this since her friend had asked her to make this journey. Today was the day.
She found them, standing together and her heart welled with excitement and happiness for them. Her tail flicked in greeting. "Hello, Angel and Sega," she said. Now they waited on Callahan.
She found them, standing together and her heart welled with excitement and happiness for them. Her tail flicked in greeting. "Hello, Angel and Sega," she said. Now they waited on Callahan.
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