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Setting: Mid-Afternoon. 60F. Slightly windy.

It happened again. Though she couldn’t blame anyone for what had happened...just cruel fate. Kaistleoki, the proud kingdom, had fallen … Once the word of Easthollow’s fate reached their ears everyone took it hard. Especially Ira, maybe she blamed herself and felt that if Easthollow - out of all the packs - had fallen, it wouldn’t be long before Kaistleoki would follow suit. Then the proud Moonspear and its sister pack, Firefly Glen had crumbled as well - it was a sign. And with one last meeting, Ira called the dispersal of Kaistleoki right then and there. Aliana was the last to leave as she felt a bit attached to the territory but without the pack eventually, the scent markers had faded. It wasn’t long before she saw scavengers crawling out, digging up caches, and taking well-earned meals … and there was little she could do.

So she left…

But her timing was horrendous, a massive snowstorm kicked in and everything quickly became a canvas of pure white. The landmarks she knew by heart were gone and she was left, stranded. She wandered for a while until common sense kicked in and she settled down in one place and waited till the snowstorm passed. And once it faded, she found out she was...really lost resulting in even more wandering until she decided to try and retrace her steps and still that ended with her half wandering for several suns falls, hunting when she could, scavenging where she could.

Then spring came and with it … Heat - the yearning and want. Her body craved to be touched, craved to bear pups, and for the briefest moment, her mind thought of Azon. Though their relationship hadn’t gone far, being something in between acquaintances and good friends… yet she couldn’t help but think of that as something more. Overall, she did her best to keep to herself...

Once it generally passed a month ago, she was able to focus on her belly as she hadn’t eaten a real meal for a bit now. Aliana wandered through the patch of forest, occasionally stopping to carefully pluck blueberries off of a thorny bush. She occasionally gave a glance around to be sure she wasn’t being approached. The last thing she wanted was to be suddenly attacked by a roaming territorial bear or an aggressive stranger. Though she could get away with being mistaken for a bear from a distance, so she might be left alone today.

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.
 
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She couldn't help it when her mind wandered to the coast. Was her mate's reunion with his family going well? Was Phox still roaming the seaboard, ever searching for Niamh and the kids? They would be about the same age as her own, who had never met their "Phother." Despite largely coming to terms with her losses, that thought still stung.

Evidently her paws had wandered too. She came to a stop in the woods a little north of the caldera and glanced over her shoulder. Towhee should turn back, though why not meander a bit first? Shaking off those dreadful thoughts, she tried to shift her mental focus to... her grandchildren. They were more precisely Phox's grandchildren but she was happy to step up to the plate.

Maybe she should start with some fresh game for her pregnant daughter. Towhee still didn't fancy herself a hunter, though she'd polished up her skills a bit this year. Dropping her nose, she began to scent along the forest floor.
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Aliana picked one last blueberry, the bush shuddering slightly as if angry at her for stealing its hard-earned work while a sigh escapes her lips. As tasty and sweet as berries were, they were not really as ...hearty like meat was. And the meat was hard to get...at least the freshly killed variety was… Licking her lips, she got ready to turn away till ...she heard something. Her round ears tilted, focusing on the sound of paws padded through lush grass some several feet northeast of her. Her head rose to cast a careful gaze around her surroundings until she spotted something. It wasn’t a bear, she was sure of that by the size. So it had to be a wolf. Aliana couldn’t see much of them - all she could see was the bits and pieces of a black pelt stalking along only a dozen feet or so away from her.

Ah boy, here we go.

Her mind was reminded of the she-wolf that trespassed on Kaistleoki’s land, stealing their food. Then another black she-wolf that she ran into on their Hunting Ground trying to coerce her into hunting with her on a bet before rudely marking on their land. Lastly, the no-tongue she-wolf who had attacked her for no good reason over a field full of food. It had to be that one she-wolf, the one that had rudely scent marked on Kaistleoki Hunting grounds. Aliana hadn’t seen her for a while and with the wind against her, she couldn’t be too sure if it was her or not. Though she wasn’t too keen on meeting her again. Not now. Not in her position. As a loner, she had no standing, no position….nothing. And she wasn’t in the mood to hear her rub it in her face.

Aliana quietly turned to slip away, only to hear a slightly muffled but still quite audible snap! under one of her large paws. A broken twig under paw. Rookie mistake. She quickly ducked using the bushes and brambles to tuck away most of her mass behind the foliage.

"Damn it..." She looked around to see where she could scoot herself far enough to dash for it.

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.
 
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The forest floor was flush with odors, so Towhee attempted to suss out the most promising among them. She isolated the trail of a groundhog, rejecting the plethora of rabbit and squirrel scents in favor of it. She wasn't at all adept, so the slowest prey was her best bet.

Somewhere nearby, a stick broke and someone cursed. But the Sovereign remained utterly oblivious in her silent world, all her attention attuned to the hunt. That was the case until she tracked it forward and suddenly her nose filled with the scent of another wolf, in close proximity too.

Towhee raised her head, stiffening, orange eyes scouring the surrounding brush as her flaring nostrils tried to pinpoint the source of the smell.
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Take it nice...and slow. Aliana’s belly dragged along the dirt while she scooted back, slowly she maneuvered her large body turning and scooting away. After a bit, she made it a good way, scooting a whole three feet...until she saw movement to her left. Aliana glanced over to see something lithe and green, its body coiled in an `S` shape, beady slit eyes looking back at her and immediately her mind puts it together...

Snake.

Her eyes widen. She didn’t know if it was venomous or not and she didn’t want to know firsthand. So when it suddenly lunged at her, hissing, Aliana quickly leaped back with a yelp, stumbling backward. Bushes and undergrowth rustled and crackled at the sudden movement and her position was exposed. She paused on the spot, frozen like a statue before looking back, expecting to meet the eyes of the stranger.

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.
 
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Before she could possibly narrow down the stranger's location, a body came crashing through the brush. Towhee instinctively jumped to the side to avoid impact, her body bracing into a defensive crouch when the figure came to a stop. The two she-wolves stared at each other, her swarthy face slightly contorted into a look as she mouthed, "What the f..."

Like her, the stranger was solidly built for a female. With her coloration, she looked quite a bit like a bear. Towhee sized her up openly but decided her body language wasn't currently threatening. If anything, she looked like she was on the lam. She looked a little spooked and as the Sovereign straightened out of her fighting stance, she wondered why.

"Um," she said, not sure what to say in this situation. She paused before deciding on her immediately previous question, "What the fuck?"
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Aliana saw the black….then autumn orange and white on their pelt and immediately knew that this wasn’t anyone she met. Now she felt, well, silly and if a blush could show it, there would be one streaking across her muzzle. For now, her ears pulled back slightly, eyes fell to the ground a bit to show it. “O-Oh…

Aliana turned around fully to face them, “Sorry. I thought you were...someone else.” She said, eyes glancing away, eyes searching almost as if she was looking for someone, before looking back. “I hope I’m not ... interrupting anything…” It was then that she realized… She was so busy thinking about bears and aggressive wolves that she didn’t think these woods could be the Hunting Grounds of a Pack. " Or intruding upon anywhere?" She quickly added.

Though that made her think...if they were of a Pack then she could join them...? Most of her meandering wasn't purposely due to the Snowstorm that had rushed through Teekon months ago. Then again, her slinking around their Hunting Grounds then trying to slip away could have made her look suspicious. But she could recover from this.

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.
 
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OKAY IM HERE ASDEFYFJJVV- (Āzon hasn't completely arrived yet, but Is slowly approaching if that makes sense. Feel free to notice him from a distance tho! ^-^

It had been a while since Ruenna and Fennec had accepted him into their ranks -- and now he was officially apart of the Redhawks. It should be cause for celebration that his homeless ass finally managed to join a group after months -- and yet Ignis still wasn't too sure how to feel about it all. It had been too long since the pale sire had actually joined a pack, not since the Glens fall, and ecspecially not since his escape from the Imperium, and moving beyond the borders of somewhere he'd only seen in passing almost felt surreal.

Angsty details aside, the Tundrian still felt like this was what he needed in his life -- a brand new start, and work to keep him busy from memories and regrets that'll eat him from the inside.

Today he'd set off to look for Towhee -- the dark yet firebanded woman he'd met once on a scouting mission back when he was still apart of the glen. It was the only time they'd seen each other since, and Āzon questioned whether they'd even recognize his face.....'Pro'lly not, who th'hell knows...' the male thought to himself momentarily. Whatever the case may have been, she was now his leader. He'd need to introduce himself one way or another.

So he'd set off, strangely not finding the Sovereign in the Caldera and leaving to see if she'd been in any of the outer territories nearby. Then came the sound of loud yelping nearby, followed by a pair of farmiliar scents he couldn't quite put his finger on at this distance. Still, both of these factors tying into each other set off alarms in his head, and the Phoenix would surge forward hurriedly to seen what this was all about....
"In order to rise from it's own ashes, a pheonix must first burn."

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The stranger’s discomfiture continued and Towhee had to quell the urge to snort. Although she’d technically interrupted Towhee’s hunt, she shook her head in response to the latter question.

This is no man’s land, though I was— Her voice cut off as her teeth sank into her tongue in the same instant she noticed a flash of movement out of the corner of her eye.

She turned toward it, hackles bristling a little. Now she would be outnumbered by strangers. But as the figure came closer, she realized she actually knew him... Barely, Towhee thought, orange gaze tracking his approach.
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Her mouth parted halfway to speak when Aliana heard the movement as well. Her ears and head perked up, focusing on its direction and that niggling fear of being attacked and chased off came back. But when she glanced back to see the she-wolf with her hackles partially raised, she knew that it couldn’t be someone she knew. Then she saw it...white fur against a stark contrast of greens and browns surrounding him, her brows furrowed slightly, head leaning forwards to see if she was correct in her assumption.

...Azon?” She wasn’t sure at first but once the winds began to favor her and blow in her direction, she was sure. Her tail began to wag a bit. It had been a while since she had last seen the white wolf. After being lost for so long, it was nice to see his face again because that meant she was still in Teekon.

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.
 
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Eventually, his steps would slow to more of a jogging pace. The closing distance made it easier to make out the features of the two women before him, and as the Tundrian slowed to a more reasonable pace to take it in, things all came together. The first one he'd recognize was Towhee, in which he'd greet with a chuff upon his arrival at her side. He would've greeted her more thoroughly (since she'd been the one he was looking for after all) if his forest fire gaze wasn't trained on the other woman. 

The yelping he'd heard from earlier triggered his guarding instincts, especially when one of the wolves present was his leader -- though his hardened gaze slowly began to soften when the deep-sea visionaries he bore into began to feel familiar.

"Ali?" the Tundrian remarked softly -- half a whisper, half a relived laugh, and he too would begin waving the tassel behind himself. Again was Azon starting to feel like he was in a lucid dream, because it had been so long since he'd seen the ursine woman. What had she been up to while he was gone?

He had half the heart to approach and bump his muzzle against the brown she-wolf's shoulder, happy to have seen a friend of his after so long, but he minded his manners and instead turned towards his Sovereign first with an inquiring whine. Did these two know each other?
"In order to rise from it's own ashes, a pheonix must first burn."

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She didn't hear his sound of greeting, though Towhee shifted her weight as her pack mate came to stand beside her. She licked her chops, trying to recollect anything about their one conversation so far, but before she could delve deep into her memories, she picked up on the exchange between the other two.

There seemed to be some sort of recognition between the pair. Towhee didn't actually catch them saying one another's names, though the looks they exchanged were unmistakable. She glanced from Āzon to the strange she-wolf and back again, vaguely curious. She suddenly remembered what she'd been doing before the interruption.

"I have a pregnant daughter to feed," she cut in, "so I'll leave you two to catch up...?" It came out like a question, albeit very wooden as did all of Towhee's speech. She didn't depart immediately, attention lingering on Āzon in particular in case he wanted her to stick around for some reason.
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Aliana, however, goes to gently bump her head against Azon’s with a wide smile, chuckling, “ It's been a while! I thought...I’d never see you again … after Kaistloeki fell and that sudden snowstorm... I thought I had been just wandering blindly through unknown lands...” That’s when she pulled away and saw his marred face. Her brows furrowed, a mix of concern and anger, “ What’s with the scar...? Do I have to tear into someone’s hide?”  Aliana half-joked but in reality, if it was caused by some wolf, she had some idea who they could possibly be but didn’t outright say anything. She wasn’t going to jump to conclusions just yet.

Then the she-wolf, possibly a pack leader judging by how Azon was posturing and whining, cuts in about having to feed a pregnant daughter. And at the mention of food, Aliana perked up, “ You need food? We could hunt together…? All three of us. ” She suggested innocently, “ As tasty as berries are, I want a real meal. The last time I hunted something sizable was a deer and it was only me and one other wolf. I’m sure we can take down something just as good.

She didn’t know about the she-wolf, she seemed...prickly like her Mother but less so. Personally, she didn’t see the harm in the three of them hunting, they could turn up something good.

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.