Fireflies! (Pack Meeting!)

[rolan]

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[atrb=background,http://i437.photobucket.com/albums/qq94/NuckyGirl/peacockwolfmid.png] Sasha climbed onto the rock and steadied himself there, looking out over the small island. Yes, Misty Isle of Festival was a good, fitting name for it. No place was like it. It was perfect for a pack meeting. Which was why he was here. To many wolves had just not bothered to show up lately. So he was here to weed out those who, well, didn't show up tonight. Raising his fanned tail and spreading his wings, Sashura threw back his head and let a shrill howl echo around the territory. Any wolf who was part of his pack should recognize the peacock in it. After all, most of them had spoken to him. Sunchaser should be here, though her depression at the seeming disappearance of Chance. He wondered if their children would also come. If they didn't, no matter. They would be expelled from the pack. He couldn't keep track of non-existing pack-mates. Being patient, Sasha sat down, his tail still at a full-fan, and licked his front claw. He listened and heard the sounds from the background of the swamp. Frogs croaking and bugs buzzing. Then, just as the sun set, the fireflies came out. Beautiful in their almost unnatural glow, they flew around the Cypress tree in a mesmorizing dance. Sasha let himself enjoy the peaceful sight as he waited for his clanmates to arrive.

[nima]

Night had fallen upon the packlands. The swamp was making noise, or uh.. the little animals of the swamp were, anyway. The frogs belllowed their music, the crickets chirped their songs.. The soft buzz of the many insects swooshed and buzzed in her ear. A few spare fireflies floated around, dancing in the night. In the night, the newest member of the pack lay still. She was resting, for she was low on energy, exhausted from her ordeal of joining. She was known as Arunima, but she went by just Nima. Few knew her true name, and even fewer knew what it meant. It really meant "The Glow of Dawn" which was beautiful and all, but she did not revere in the fact that her name was beatiful. Her mother had given it to her, and her mother had abandoned her. Had never cared for her in the least, left her to some stray female whom had been a hypocrite and rasied her as a slave. Now she was learning the true pack life, and part of that was earning her keep. She had to get a rank, to see what needed to be done. Hopefully that would be done soon.

And then a shrill sound came to her ears, a sort of peacock and wolf mix, a beautiful sound to her ears. She recognized the voice as her new alpha, the one whom she had met earlier. The first wolf here she had met. His voice sounded serious, a call for her... And others. She followed it, wondering on her walk over what he wanted or needed. Had she done something wrong? Was something going on in the pack?

She approached and saw him, standing on a big boulder and licking his claw. She stayed put for a moment, watching as fireflies came to the scene, dancing around him in an eerie, yet beautiful glow. Slowly she approached, letting her prescence be known. "Hello, sir. It is I, Nima. What is it that you need?" She asked softly.