Horizon Ridge Dusky Dawn and Furry Paws

Ragnar had been in the middle of his routinely sweep of the southern border when Pump’s howl had risen into the morning dawn, slicing through the serene silence that had enveloped the world around him. A pause was given, thoughtful as his Caribbean blue irises turned to the direction that the hybrid Alpha’s call had risen from. It had been a summons, for everyone and it had sounded relatively urgent. A quick glimpse was given to the territory beyond the borders, stretching vastly and enigmatically. Ragnar lifted his leg and strengthened the borders before with a flick of his tail he turned his back to them and lunged forth into the woodlands of the Ridge, his destination where Pump presently awaited them.

It had not taken the silver Viking too long to arrive on the scene and he slowed upon his approach, eyes taking in Pump first who was perched atop a boulder glimpsing down at the area she had chosen to have the meeting - for surely that’s what this was: a pack meeting. He would have claimed that he was the first to arrive which would have only been befitting of her future second command theoretically of course, but black, leathery nostrils twitched towards Thistle’s scent, rank with sick. He let his Caribbean blue eyes flicker from Pump to her then, taking in her stiff and tall posture. For a wordless moment he was reminded of a shield maiden facing her fate, strong, proud and unwilling to break even when others tried to bring her down.

It was true that Thistle looked a bit haggard, but Ragnar was quick to assume what was going on, if only because he had known before Pump about Thistle’s one night stand with a stranger. It began to make a conclusive sense within the Viking as he studied Thistle, understanding that she was pregnant though she was not yet showing, and that the purpose of this meeting was likely her fate. The savage glimpsed back up at Pump for a few thoughtful moments before he dipped his head and stood ready for the others to arrive, his mind working at what felt like a million miles a minute.