Hushed Willows i guess it must be up to me
Pack Activity  June 09, 2019, 01:08 AM
MANDATORY. Post once per round, no order. Next round starts on Saturday, June 15 (unless everyone posts before then). Backdated to the 5th. @Sunny @Olive @Silas @Aeliana @Tzila @Minnow @Valiant @Aeryn @Sundance @Reif @Atwood

things were changing, and rapidly. with the deaths of two and one missing, the pack reeled. cortez reeled, too, but his conversation with olive made it abundantly clear that someone had to step up. someone had to lead. dark times didn't last forever. . .unless you wallowed in them.

conversation with @Seabreeze and @Khali had enlightened him further on sunny's place here. the young man had led once before—why not do so again? the hole left by lily, after all, must be filled, and soon. and he knew he couldn't do this alone. he wasn't even sure if he could do it at all.

swallowing down his nerves, the shakti—now in name and title—lifted his muzzle to call for the remaining adult members of the pack. he kept his eyes peeled for his sister, especially. and the children would likely be shepherded along by their parents, for who else would watch them?

cortez realized, with a punch to the gut, that all three litters had lost a parent. cruel, twisted fate.

with a shuddering sigh, he squared himself, waiting in the large, sun-dappled clearing where the main party at the fertility festival had gathered. he was a poet, not a leader. he wasn't cut out for this. he wasn't equipped to handle any of this.

but he could ease their pain, somewhat, if only through eulogy. eulogy and words to bring them together again, even when things looked like they'd fall apart with the slightest breath of wind.
June 09, 2019, 02:22 PM
He couldn't sleep, to the point where if  he wasn't covered in fur his eyes would have bags developing quickly beneath them. Every time he closed his eyes he saw Aliac injured and running off or Lily laying bloody and still upon the ground. Every time he dreamed he heard Aliac accusing him in her soft, sweet voice that he could have done something if he'd gotten there sooner. He hadn't known what was happening, he hadn't realised or he would have left to help much faster. Why was it that he lost everyone he loved? All his family gone. His new family was now slowly deteriorating and he would be damned if he sat around and watched it happen. 

When the call from Cortez reached the den he didn't respond immediately. He assumed it was about Aliac and Lily and all the other losses. He didn't want to listen yet....he didn't want to be alone. He wasnt the only one suffering and perhaps...just perhaps they could all help one another recover. So he instructed the kids to keep close and made his way over to answer the call, looking thoroughly exhausted. Once there he was silent, not feeling like the usual 'hello, what's happening?' fit in here.

Birdcatcher: 4/10
June 09, 2019, 05:21 PM
She was nudged in by her father as a wolves howl traveled to her ears. As they neared the sound she watched the other carefully and wondered who he was.
June 11, 2019, 12:18 PM
Valiant didn't understand what was happening, or why his mother refused to see him. There was no making sense of her absence when he had been knit together in her womb; had known her even before he knew the world. And it was different than when Minnow had gone away. The adults had assured him then that they would find her and bring her back, but no one said these things about his mother.

Valiant was angry and insolent as he stomped after his father, only following along because he hoped that his mother would be among the others. If the pack was gathering, then surely they would all be there, right?
June 12, 2019, 01:29 AM
The pack had been wounded when recent events had not been kind to Elysium's family, and the hunter could not ignore all the sorrows. While he had dodged a direct hit, leaving him thankful every day that he and Qilaq were both fine, it left them in an uncertain place and him mourning the wolves he had known. He did not like the willows shrouded in such a darkness.

But, through a lifetime of badluck, he knew that they were not permanent. Silas nosed his mate's shoulder, then trotted towards the gathering with his ears down and posture low. He only glanced at Cortez for now and much preferred to see who all was here already, but he certainly waited to hear more--meanwhile feeling hesitantly hopeful that he didn't have more bad news to share with them.
June 12, 2019, 03:35 AM
Aeliana perked up from her lounging spot when she heard the howl - a Pack Meeting and she knew what it would be about... She still didn't want to think about it. She looked away from a moment, the passing thought of just laying here came and went. She was raised better than to disobey a leader. She soon heaved her body from the ground and sauntering out of the cave.

Aeliana soon came to the meeting spot and plopped her butt down onto the ground, head hanging low as she looked up at Cortez, silent. Her eyes said it all; grief, anger, vengeance... They should have killed that Monster, but instead it managed to run off like a coward and that pissed her off...

This is the law of the Jungle, as old and as true as the sky, And the wolf that shall keep it may prosper, but the wolf that shall break it must die.
As the creeper that girdles the tree trunk, the law runneth forward and back; For the strength of the pack is the wolf, and the strength of the wolf is the pack.