Pyke
Aurelian Enclave
Hauld[M:20][A:3]
Cypress
Posts: 149
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Post by Pyke on Oct 7, 2011 15:41:40 GMT -5
Pyke smiled a wry little smile as he saw Avalon come up with their brood. He had been doing his best to provide for them, but there was something off putting about the hybrids in the litter. He was always going to be fighting back the shadow of Turnip when he looked at those hybrids. And now their scents were becoming more apparent. So familiar it was creepy. He had expected to detect the foreigner's scent in the pups, since all wolves smelled like their father and their mother. But all he could smell was Avalon and the pack. Ahote's pack. Pyke, once he was laden down with children, did make eye contact with the new leader. He still was not sure he could trust him. Even if he did protect Avalon and the others. He would figure this out eventually, but for now he had to be at the meeting. He watched Olyvar run up and interact with the yagi. He smirked a little, at least his son had learned to trust the male. And Ahote did seem to look out for him. A certain badger incident that his son told him about came to mind. Maybe the alpha wasn't that bad. He was indifferent to most the other wolves that came to the meeting. he would get to know them on his own time. He had been a bit preoccupied with taking care of Avalon and all the kids. But now was the time for answers. He listened to the best of his ability, being distracted now and then by the kids. What was apparent was the fact that changes were on the for front. New leader, new rules, that made sense. Wait. Separate trees? Damn. He had chosen his 'room' in the tree specifically so he could walk by the females rooms and check them all out every day. He glanced at Avalon. He supposed he could go to the girls tree now and then.....his interest was piqued by the segregation of the genders. Odd. Very odd. He frowned a little, now his sister would never join his pack. She was not a meek female that needed protecting. Half the time HE needed protection from HER. He glanced over at Olyvar, Pyke knew that he could not leave this pack that easily, he could not abandon his pups. At least he got to mate with any female he wanted, that was a perk and the realization of a dream he'd had most his adult life. The threat of penalties from rape made sense. He would never take a female by force. But he was not against manipulating them, especially if it was for the good of the pack. Yeah, that was it. Two wolves he barely knew were announced the seconds in command. He needed to get out and socialize more. Maybe he should try to go for the lead soldier. Naw....that seemed like effort. And unless he gained something from it he didn't see why he needed to put forth the work. He would keep fit enough to provide for the girls and keep out intruders, but other than that he didn't see the need to go over and beyond. Name change....rank modifications....all in all it didn't seem too bad. It didn't really affect him anyway, aside that his sons now had excuses to room with him all the time. And that his sister would not be caught dead within the ranks now. He sighed a little, oh well he could still meet with her on the borders like he had been. Hell he could even go hunt with her, he was concerned with how thin she had become over the years. And he never really got concerned for anyone.
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Olyvar
Aurelian Enclave
Drang[M:0][A:3]
Cypress
Posts: 49
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Post by Olyvar on Oct 7, 2011 16:10:59 GMT -5
Olyvar beamed with pride as Ahote whispered to him. His thin tail waggled excitedly. Yeah. That's right, Olyvar is awesome. Best friend to the alpha as far as he was concerned. He would be awesome like his father when he was older. His little ego was beginning to blossom and he was not afraid to flaunt it.
However looking again at Ahote's true born sons, they were bigger than he was and a little older to boot. His little ears went back when the three squared up against him. He stood as tall as he could and sniffed their noses courageously. Becoming familiar with them once more. He remembered fighting them for Avalon's teats in his early days. He wanted them to know he could hold his own. He had Ahote at his back, and Pyke. As long as they were around he was untouchable right? A recent memory of a badger made him waver a little in his confidence. The stench of the animal and her blood was still fresh in the young cubs mind.
Ahote began to speak, so he was distracted but the fanfare that began the meeting. He watched the others take away the rabbit to Alucio. He had not been eating meat very long, but he had an appetite for it already. When they started taking bits back to the keiyou, he crept behind them and pinched a strip of intestine and ran with it toward his father. Pyke seemed enraptured with the meeting so he paid him little mind. He greedily kept his food away from his whining siblings, moving between his father's legs to make a little cage to keep them out.
Ahote began talking, Olyvar tried to listen but the food was tasty and he was still young enough to get distracted by anything. He was licking the last bits of blood of this white little paws when he heard a few things. Females in a separate tree? Good. Girls were annoying. Soldier's, like his father? Awesome, he wanted to do that too, he had already been out on patrol. How much harder could it be? He would have to learn to fight he decided. Maybe he could lead the hauld when he was old enough. Yeah! That would be perfect for him. Bossing others around like Ahote did, he could get behind that.
Nothing else really seemed to get his attention. Something about an Alie-nance? Alleance? Alliance? Whatever, more wolves for him to practice against and play with. Then his attention span snapped like a twig. He spied a butterfly and began to creep up on it too as it landed carefully on some grass. He went into a play-bow....focusing entirely on the insect, his tail twitched in anticipation, his body tight. With a little growl he pounced for it, but it was one flap ahead of him and he missed. He scowled and snapped at it as it fluttered past his face.
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Ahote
Aurelian Enclave
Drott of the Knights[M:-265][A:4]
A political Romeo -Chess-
Posts: 201
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Post by Ahote on Oct 9, 2011 18:50:53 GMT -5
((Waiting on the rest of the pack's reactions/questions/comments, exc. Just because you posted once doesn't mean you are off the hook. Let's keep the meeting going!))
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Vanya
Aurelian Enclave
[M:-170][A:6]
Love is like a Butterfly..
Posts: 39
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Post by Vanya on Oct 12, 2011 7:33:34 GMT -5
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[scrolly:h(335), w(340),sy] Vanya listened to Ahote as he talked about the changes. Most of them she had been notified about when she first joined, so that wasn't a big problem. Wait, a name change? Her bright orange ears perked up. It wasn't that she minded, really, but it was more the fact that she had just gotten used to 'Order'. Oh well, she sighed, Enclave isn't that bad. Or hard to remember, she thought. "Aurelian Enclave.." She muttered under her breath. It wasn't that bad. It rolled off the tongue nicely, and proved that the Drott had good taste. Yes, yes, she knew most of what he was saying, but she still listened closely. She looked around at her pack mates. There was the lyxxus she had met before.. Raust.. Rava, Eolande, Avalon... And a bunch of people she didn't know. Vanya nodded in agreement as Ahote said the punishments for females. He was right, some of the females, like herself, needed a pack to survive. The Cadre, hmm, she thought, her ears again perking. She had considered the canyon, it was nice and warm, but she had found herself in the taiga. And there was an alliance with the Children. She hadn't known this either, and she sighed slightly. Hopefully all would be explained later. When the two males were appointed Skolls, Vanya smiled at both of them and made eye contact. She did show respect for her superiors, she found it took you far in life. She wondered if any more of her kind would join this pack. Not very likely, but there was still that other sennyo. Vanya wasn't sure what her name was, but she smiled in her direction. She liked being with her own kind, mostly, and she hoped she would get to meet the female later. [/scrolly]
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Post by Duchanéir Olc on Oct 22, 2011 12:45:21 GMT -5
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Duchan nodded as Ahote spoke; changes were going to happen whether they liked it or not. Everytime a pack changed leadership there were always changes... some more subtle, but others bigger. For the Knights, it was going to be bigger. The sound of the new name made Duch's ears perked and he smiled; it sounded much better than the previous. They were more like a family, rather than a group of knights anyways.
A second home tree, of course. The announcements made much sense to him, though Duchan knew he would probably spend many nights patrolling around it. The females would need guards, just in case. The rest of his words didn't much apply to Duchan, but again, made sense. He would happily be an escort to any female needing to wander around. The next bit brought a solemn nod from Duchan towards Ahote; as much as he had an insatiable lust, he would never force a female into submission in such a way. Males like that were brutes and he would be just as happy as he assumed Ahote would be to punish them.
The alliances came to no surprise; such a strong pack would need allies just the same. The Children were a large pack too, and so that added strength to their numbers. The rankings again, brought a nod from the male, who had little input into them. It was logical really, and he saw no other way to do so. The part about mating brought a small smile to his face; he knew he was sterile, but that didn't stop him from trying to seduce just about any female in the pack. What Duchan did not expect were Ahote's next words.
Two wolves, second in command? Skolls? His brain almost backfired when Ahote called himself, and Alucio forwards. Did that mean a promotion? He stayed calm, nodding his head and rising from his seat. A few careful pawsteps brought him in front of Ahote, and then to his side, sitting opposite Alucio. His pride swelled in his chest, a small smile flickering across his lips. Bodyguard... he'd be good at that. He said nothing though, waiting until afterwards to speak with Ahote. There were more pressing matters at hand.
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Post by Allison Granger on Oct 25, 2011 20:42:15 GMT -5
She was in a dark snow drift rolling around turning her pelt from neat and tidy to a train wreck. She heard Ahote’s howl, and started running. Great, I look like a mess, and I’m going to be late! As she ran the sweet mouthwatering smell of rabbit came to her then, her stomach growled. Great, I’m hungry too. she shot her head over towards the source then found the rabbit. The poor rabbit stuck out like a sore thumb, brown and white pelt it looked like a crazy polka dotted snake. She remembered Ahote’s howl and started running and like a boulder, all different scents, left and right she shook her head. Stop!! Make it stop!! She winced. AARRGGH!!! I’m going to be late!! She ran come on!! I just wanted to be on time!!
She came in when Ahote just started talking she found a familiar scent but there was so much going on to locate it. She found a spot nowhere near any wolves she looked around. Wow, there are so many wolves! And there are pups! Yaahoooo! She couldn’t keep it in; like a wave her feeling where mixed billowed with excitement, I have to keep it in act responsible, act older not like an immature pup.
She shook her tails, then her butt. I just can’t act like an older wolf!! As she stopped wagging her butt, she started to listen. Ahote’s words made sense; girls were like jewels. I like it, can’t argue with that. She heard Ahote calling wolves, to be Skolls. Alucio and Duchanéir Olc I don’t know them, I’d have to congratulate and meet them later. She licked her dry lips, then she saw a couple heads nod, a couple questions shot out. She nodded her head for the last time, turning looking at her messy pelt
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