CLAIM - Silvertip Mountain

@Raissa @Bindi @Tempest one pack howl, @Artax I'm not sure if you know whether Artax would have joined or not. If so, feel free to join the howl!

It had taken time but finally things were ready. Caches had been created, borders had been strengthened and intruders had been kept at bay. As he wandered up the side of the mountain, he looked over the land in front of him. From here he could see the river and, over that, the Plateau lands. In another direction lay his previous home the Caldera.

It was almost happy irony that, as he approached this significant event, he could see the two starts that had led him to this path in front of him. With happiness in his head his threw back his head and sent up the howl letting all know that another pack was nearby and that they claimed Silvertip Mountain. He called for his pack members to join him in this joyous occasion.

A howl broke out over the mountain and Bindi stopped in her tracks. Fitz had started the howl that would claim Slivertip Mountain, and requested for his new pack members to join. Sitting down and lifting her head so she was watching the sky, she let out a howl joining in FitzDultiful's.

She had waited for this moment, and now it was hear. She didn't know how long she would be in this pack, but for now everything seemed right. Closing her eyes she continued to howl, and listened for the other members of the pack to join in this important moment.

It was finally happily. Raissa stopped pursuing the rabbit and listened to Fitz's happy howl, quickly joined by Bindi's voice. It had been hard, and it still would be tough, but things would be so much easier now that everything was official. She let out a happy laugh before throwing her head back and joining in, her voice full of exhilaration and joy.

It meant so much to her that Fitz had chosen her to help found the pack, that he cared enough to bring her along and the content feeling and elation that she felt filled her voice as she added it to the chorus of her new family. All would be well soon, she could feel it in her bones.

The yearling was climbing one of the many rocky boulders strewn around her den site. her injuries had healed completely, the past behind her. She had finally reached the top, and lay with her paws folded in front of her face. As she lay her cheek against the cold snow, memories of the past few days came back to her. With Fitz to lead them, the pack had established borders and filled the few caches dotted around the territory. Tempest was a tiny bit nervous at the numbers of the pack, they were so few.

Fitz's howl rent the air, telling of the new pack that had sprung up at the base of the silver mountain. She listened for a moment as more voices joined his, then with a smile to big for her face, let loose a beautiful howl that spoke of happiness, excitement and joy. She let all of her emotions flow into the howl, kept at it for as long as she could, the eerie but beautiful melody drifting across the landscape.