Redtail Rise Royal March

Sorry for all the sudden and rushed threads guys, I promise everything is gonna get easier after they get to Duck Lake! @Skeet @Heartha @Ayla @Estella @Paikea @Aspen <3 (Wifey I hope you dont mind the slight PP)
Aspen HAS to post after Charley, but its AW after that!
Backdated to sundown, June 21st.
ALSO, lone wolves are still welcome to join at any point till the thread is closed, as with all of the other open threads posted ( http://wolf-rpg.com/showthread.php?tid=16094&pid=199710#pid199710 )

It was time. The Pryor mates were no longer a part of Larksong Grotto, hadn't been since the night before. The King and Queen had spent the night beneath the stars together, and the entire day mulling around the burnt out but regrowing rise. It was a nice place, Charley had to admit. But the pair was quick to decide that no: this would not be their palace.
When the sun began to dip down towards the horizon, Charley loosed a mighty howl into the air. The patchy brute took his place next to his silvery wife, tail and head high in dominance. His message was clear, and he knew those who were waiting for him and Aspen would know to come.
Come, be led, and journey: tonight, we go home! 
The pair waited a long while, decidedly, until they were content all had shown up. Stragglers would still be welcomed, but no more was Charley willing to wait. 
                "Our followers, it is time. Tonight, we march! We go South, and we will travel through the night. When we've found a good place to camp out for the day, we'll break and hunt there: but then we will be off again. This cycle will repeat until we've found it, our palace. You are royalty now, and I expect you all to act like it! Defend those who show you loyalty with respect, and strangers are to stay away unless they too plan to give their lives for the court."
Harsh though his words might be, Charley spoke with excitement and pride, with the tone of an alpha, though there were plans to keep unneeded dominance to a lower level as to not drive recruits away. Spineless cowards were not welcome in his court, no. No frightened or shady characters, no. Only those who would fight and work and, if need be, DIE for the court would be welcomed. Only those who can be trusted. Of these wolves, there were few to none he felt closely enough with to trust with his life. Perhaps on the way, someone would catch his attention. Would there be inner circle members upon arriving home, or would that take more time and settling?
After giving enough time for Aspen to put in anything she needed, and urging her to with a love-laced glance, Charley began to turn. Signaling with his tail for the wolves gathered to follow, the Pryor led the head of the group South into the dying rays of sun, to where they would eventually make camp somewhere far from the Rise and the Grotto.