Ankyra Sound Take me back to when the night was young and another song was sung.

this can be a single round or a read only but I wanted it for timeline purpose! Let me know if you object to the power play <3

She and @Erzulie discussed it briefly, and the fact of the matter was it was time.  The den was too small for all of them with five swiftly growing children and their sons and daughters had begun to manage their wanderings alone anyway, safe within the sights of the pack.

Erzulie knew where a beautiful small clearing was, safe in the trees near the center of Ankyra.  It was close to the grotto as well, which was good because that had always seemed the focal point.  The sound's heart.

They led them there now, and Rosalyn affectionately nudging @Nieve, who turned to gaze longingly at the water and made her preferred destination known.  Not now, Rosalyn murmured with a light smile.  Later.

She looked too at the rest - @Scarab, @Clementine, @Marisol - and then to @Reyes, who always seemed to prefer to be slightly apart.  It was not far, and they arrived quickly.

This will be home now.  You can wander, but near the edges of Rusalka, go only with those you know and trust. She said, giving a warning look at them.  Generally she was not strict, but she would be unpleasant right now if this went unheeded.  Caiaphas had brought a potential new threat to them, one that might drive another set of parents to vengeance, and their children would not be drawn in.  

She gave Reyes a small brushing touch as she passed, then came among the other three.  Soon we will need to show you a proper hunt, she added, silently wondering at how quickly time had passed.

the den was no longer able to accomodate them, and erzulie left it behind with only a small twinge of wistfulness. she moved at rosalyn's side as they escorted their young brood to a rendezvous site at the heart of the sound. she was quiet, singling aloof reyes out for an extra bit of her own affection, for she was thinking again of caiaphas and how the seawolf would not be here to watch these pups grow into fine warriors for rusalka.
a pity. a disappointment. where had she gone?
"maybe after we get settled," she offered, throwing a wide smile to her wife and sweeping the children with it as well.

Leaving the den was the last thing he wanted to do, even if it had become cramped in the past week or so, but when the cubs were shuffled from the sand that ensconced them Reyes did what he did best: he followed behind his siblings with a shrewd eye. He wasn't as nervous when his parents were around and it showed by the way he scampered happily along — even toying at his sister's tails, trying to grasp at them or tug them and then duck away before they could react. Little teasing. All in good fun, of course.

Reyes was briefly distracted as they neared the rendezvous site, not because of the trees though. The nearby grotto looked ominous; it was quite a distance away but he paused and stared after it, watching the black shadows of the grotto's entrance shift in his vision while his eyes tried to focus. He thought he saw something glint in the dark, and realized a moment later he'd fallen behind the group a little bit too far. As he hurried to catch up Reyes nearly ran in to Rosalyn; his ears twitched, and he murmured at her, I do poppa hunt wiv you?

Agreed - after they had settled, and more importantly, things had perhaps settled.

A hunt would mean even more autonomy to the pups shortly, if they acquitted themselves.  It would mean that they could begin contributing more and traveling further with escort, and it meant growing up.  She wasn't an overly sentimental wolf in most ways, but Rosalyn did find she balked at the concept a bit.

She laughed softly as Reyes nearly ran into her with his enthusiasm and asked for, it seemed, confirmation.  A proper hunt, for proper hunters. She replied softly back, giving him an extra nuzzle.  She was glad that he seemed to take to the idea so well.  Some children she assumed would be nervous at the prospect, but hers surely would never be so timid as to fear a challenge like that.  Both she and Erzulie were made of sterner stuff than that.

she too chuckled when reyes announced his proposal, nodding at her second son with a radiance to her gaze.
”what would you like to hunt, reyes?” erzulie inquired after a moment, sidling to walk alongside the pup and thereby draw him into their conversation.

He was suddenly in the spotlight, and the zeal he had displayed was promptly curtailed; he looked from one mother to the next and back, wanting to be impressive but not wanting to commit to something that might be hard. So he was quiet for a minute to think, and blurted: Gulls! Dey are big dumb heads, buh I bet they taste good! He didn't really know what he was talking about since he'd never participated in a hunt before, but they looked like weenies, so how hard could it be? The boy grinned and dug the hole deeper by saying: I catch 'dem!! Poppa hunt -- right? at which point he looked to Rosalyn with a head-tilt and a little tail wag.

At first Rosalyn heard 'papa' and had a bit of a moment, herself, wondering how he'd heard of Firefly.  But no, context.  It was about time for him to be learning; all of them, really.   She exchanged a smile with Erzulie, then nodded.

As soon as you've seen where home is now, a proper hunt for seagulls.  You and any of the others who want to come.  It was hardly the proper hunt she had in mind, but it was a good beginners practice.  Seals and deer and the like would come soon enough.