Swiftcurrent Creek please say you love me · pack meeting

I'm probably gonna post one more time after this so I can sneak in my 3 posts :o

Tuwawi felt herself and Njal fall under the scrutiny of their packmates, but their collective stare did not cause the ember's equanimity to falter. She stood strong, willed with great purpose, besides her platinum mate as he took the helm to cool his wife's fiery catalyst. A shallow quiet fell upon the pack until Scimitar, the newly appointed right hand, cut the silence with a low and stale voice in lieu of their speechless leader. His tone was plain, but the questions were valid; their children were young. How would they be moved? For a moment, Tuwawi reflected on the foundations she had laid while on her travels. Sveinn would come if called, and perhaps Ptarmigan, to assist the Sveijarn's relocation. However, it was Njal who spoke first - turning to those they knew best for help.

Yet it was clear, within the acerbic pause, that the pair had expected too much from the creek pack and its new leadership. Perhaps their months of indelible loyalty and hard work had been misplaced in Swiftcurrent's hands, for it had only earned them a passing favor and cold looks. That was the catch 22 with this group, as Bazi had previously realized. Their membership was liquid, frequently coming and going like the creek's water, and past efforts held little weight compared to current triumphs. Njal and herself had witnessed much over the fleeting seasons in Teekon's valley: One alpha dead, one alpha abandoned, a beta who had departed, a cougar attack, coyote raids, an attack by tortuga wolves, the banishment of Ferdie and Jace, and their sequential abduction of Magpie and Leaf. Only Bazi was second to them in longevity within the ranks, and to her the Sveijarn's desire to depart might not have been the grand slight others assumed it was.

However, it did not stop Bazi from lacing her words with ice, now reanimated by Scimitar's touch. His presence bled into the pale commander like ink into water, and his influence and quiet discontent was not lost to Tuwawi's shrewd observations. 'We'll help you. For those gorgeous pups of yours, on their first, very long journey,' Bazi decided with a pointed ring to her voice, subtly commanding the new parents to travel a great distant and establish their roots far outside Swiftcurrent's reach. Tuwawi was confident their new home would not interfere with the creek pack like Ferdie and Jace's had, and so she offered a small nod of understanding to acknowledge these words. "We thank you," she replied, voice soft and sincere however contrasted by a molten hot quicksilver gaze. There was conviction in her eyes. No longer were the mountain and his flame content to follow. Soon, they would lead.