[j] i was the fear of man
Cyril
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Leaving behind what was familiar and equally loved was never an easy choice; arduous and made with a heavy heart, it had been necessary Cyril found, nevertheless. He could have stayed but there was so much more beyond the plateau overlooking the sea that he had grown up on. The idea of adventure seduced Cyril, leaving the DiSarrino wanting. Smitten as he was with the idea, even after he had confirmed parting from Aquila's Rise was what he wanted to do, he had not upped and left without preparations. Things had been discussed, though Cyril did not have many loose ends to tie. He had never taken a mate and did not sire any children which made his decisions measurably easier. The roots he had had since birth were easier to uproot in that sense. He had heard of the Teekon Wilds through word of mouth, for the Redlead-DiSarinno clan was vast and there were rumors he had a few uncles and maybe a cousin or two in the lands, last time he'd heard.

The sun had began to rise painting the skies a myriad of colors, vibrant and brilliant strokes as if painted by an artists' hands. He was bearing the borders of a pack, their scent markings becoming stronger with each step forward Cyril took. He was surrounded by towering mountains on all sides, and for a brief moment was overcome with a bought of claustrophobia, before he shook it off. This vale with nestled contently and safely in the hollow between the towering peaks earth. It was defensible, the warden in him admired. Footfalls ceased when he was a respectable distance between the scent markers and himself, fixing his posture into a lower, neutral stance, having watched plenty of wolves approach Aquila's Rise in a similar manner when he apprehended them until one of his parents had arrived to take over.

Taking a deep breath Cyril let out a howl, stating an interest in joining their ranks before he let it fade, ears swiveling to catch its faint echo in the distance.

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She had heard the call a good distance away, and so it took her a decent amount of time to arrive before the one who had called. Anemone had the capabilities of being a warrior, but not the interest. She fought when necessary—to protect and to ascend—but other than that, Anemone had no desire to name herself such a thing. The spirited woman took note of the male before her... handsome, and appeared strong. He was large as well. He reminded her of Raheerah, but to a lesser degree. There was something acutely more savage about her Beta. His eyes were a different shade than her own, a sharp, icy blue that likely could chill one to the bone had he any desire to freeze a being.

Anemone called, too, for a wolf capable of bringing him into their ranks. But should they take a while, she would not mind gathering the basics. Who are you? What could you offer the Vale? Her head is high while her audits are perked forward, clearly listening. I have called to a wolf who is capable of bringing you into our ranks... I do not think they should be long, but should they be, we had better not waste their time. She offered him a candid smile, one that was relatively warm despite the edge in her voice. Anemone was not a cold wolf by any means, but she was a woman who swiftly got down to business when necessary.
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The monk heard the first call and perked his ears up, blinking back into reality as he pulled himself from meditation. He listened to the request to join their ranks and gave a warm smile. As he stood and began to make his way toward the epicenter of the howl, a second song touched his ears. He recognized the voice of Anemone and his grin broadened. They were growing as a family and he was ever-so-grateful for the wolves who had chosen to settle into the Vale with them. His pace quickened and it didn't take him very long to find Anemone's scent trail. He followed it gingerly and again his heart fluttered at the thought of family. The Vale had brought those three siblings together again, and that was another thing Tenzin was grateful for.

It didn't take him too much longer to arrive where Anemone had answered the first call. Tenzin trotted up with a relaxed state of being. "Hellooo!" he chimed, weaving around to stand beside Anemone as if she were merely his sister and not his subordinate. He wasn't very good at being visually alpha, but his ability to lead and take charge was certainly more than present when it needed to be. As he took in the handsome features of the black male before them, Tenzin winked to Anemone playfully as if suggesting something. Ever the trickster, the monk found his jokes quite pleasing and chuckled to himself much like an old man would if he told you a piece of grass was hilarious.

"Hello friend," he greeted warmly, giving the stranger a kind and welcoming look. "I caught that you were looking to join. Do you know of our factions, or are you in need of more information?" Tenzin asked, not wanting to repeat any information the wolf may already know. "I am the monk Tenzin, and this is one of the Vale's clerics, Anemone," he said, gesturing to Anemone as he offered her name.