Otatso Wetlands Moonjock

Last post for me! :o Sorry this is an abrupt ending... I'm just excited to get the pack off the ground running :) :) :) I look forward to our next thread! I love Malachai!

The valley wolf did not expect Malachai's birth clan to value peace and unity in such high regard. Never had Tuwawi been apart of a pack who didn't have at least one enemy... and juxtaposed to such a serene existence left the bitter taste of shame lingering in her mouth. Treachery, paranoia, and manipulation were commonplace. Alphas taught their subordinates combat skills for war. Borders were enforced and competition reigned supreme. To them, it was a dog eat dog world with no place for cooperation. Pride overruled compassion and disdain fueled rivalries. Only Kindred had been the kinder sort, led by the wise Sterntooth, but even he, when pressured by Nanuq, joined the Shearwater alpha's war efforts to evict Tartok.

Tuwawi nodded as she listened to her new acquaintance. Even he, seasons younger, had wisdom to share. She had a lot of information to absorb - from Tyr and Skull, as well - but the to-be leader welcomed it with an insatiable hunger for knowledge. "Ah, yes... I see what you mean," she said, "I have only met a few who thought there was room in these wilds for such harmony." Did Tuwawi believe it? After the life and travels she had endured? No - she was a bit too cynical for that. However, there was always time to repair one's outlook on the world. She would have time to ruminate over Malachair's tales while they traveled North.

She had not meant to burden or guilt the youth with her story, but he seemed willing to be apart of the great migration. Tuwawi smiled at the word honor. What a proud youngblood Malachai proved to be. "That is good to hear," she replied, "I look forward to your presence." The vermilion she-wolf stepped forward and pressed her snout against Malachai's dank cheek. "I will," she told him, "stay close to the wetlands. We will pass by and I will call for you." Her umber tail swung from side to side with genuine excitement. Hopefully, Tyr would also meet them half way. "For now, I must return to my family," Tuwawi said as she turned to leave, "but we will see one another soon." Silver eyes caught the sun's rays before the Sveijarn picked up into a swift trot Southbound towards the creek.