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WC: 373/ For Liam and Ayasha. Set for 6-18 Afternoonish? If that's okay.

How long had it been since the silver male went to see Aeron? Deuce wanted to see Taliesin, and Noah wanted to see Aeron. So they agreed that they would travel together and the two. The male was not overly thrilled about the idea of having to see the fair coated male that his mother made sure to tell him that she favored the white brother over the silver one. Deuce felt that Noah took after his father to much, and after some thought maybe she was right. The silver Subord was finding the same darkness that was in his father’s heart resting within the ice caverns of his own heart. He still harbored ill will toward the snowy babe, comparing him to her rapist. This was going to be a long trip.


Upon the horse's back the two did travel, very little words were said, Decue knew and had been made aware that he did not want to travel to see the family, however she did point out to him that a healer is willing to travel to go wherever it’s needed to find the supply that would help with the pack, even though she was right Noah still did not want to travel that far away from the pack lands. It had been six long months that he had been a part of New Dawn, the male was not going to leave the pack for anything, he wanted a change and he had gotten it. Now he was just trying to get himself deemed worthy in the leader's eyes, enough to where they would allow him to take up the co-rank of healer.


The two came to the borders of the pack, Deuce was thrilled to be out and seeing family, while Noah wanted to make this rather quick. The two lifted their heads up in rhythm. Her howl was soft, and maternal, and his was powerful and hard. Just like how each of them were. She was the one that would take in just about any pup and raise them as her own, as where he would rather not have a pup around. Noah’s call was for Aeron, while Deuce was just announcing that there was travelers here.



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By Noelle
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The howl reached him, and something was strangely familiar about it. For a second, he saw a wavering flash of a grey male, then the image of the pale grandmother came to him. He had been with Ayasha when they had met Deuce at the border. Deuce Rhiannon, his grandmother. And the unclear grey male must be....Noah. Noah Sawtooth, his uncle. His father's brother. His lip curled for a moment, then relaxed. Yes, the male had demanded Aeron, but the woman had simply announced visitors. He would go see what they wanted.

He lifted to his feet, shaking his fur out. He shifted to Optime and slid his jeans and tshirt on, checking to be sure the bone shards were still in his pocket, then began to minor trip to the borders. He halted several feet from the scarred matriarch and the damaged grey elder, his golden eyes unreadable. "Greetings Deuce and Noah." He watched as the scarred matriarch slid off her horse and approached him, holding out her arms, demanding a hug form her grandson. Liam grimaced but allowed to woman to embrace him, his eyes automatically seeking out the grey male for help.

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The pups were doing quite well and their eyes had even started to open. It was still too early for their eyes to be anything but a milky white but she was still pleased by the fact that their eyes were open. They were still mostly nursing but she had been working on getting them to start eating regurgitated meat. Not a lot yet but she did want them to know what it was.

She looked up at the sound of the howl and saw that Liam was getting ready to go. She needed to get out of the den and so made a sling for the pups out of a piece of cloth and wrapped it around her and slide D'ryn and Bridget in it. She then followed after him at a slower pace since this was the first time she had made this and wanted to make sure it held them securely.

The two wolves before her she knew. Noah, she vaguely remembered from over a year ago when Dawali and Jefferson had canines from AniWaya and Phoenix Valley repair things after the snowstorm. She and Noah repaired a fence. Deuce had recently come to see them and she watched as Liam grimaced as his grandmother gave him a hug, which she gave him a smirk for. "Hello Noah, Deuce." The pups both squealed at something but they weren't hungry so she stroked them and they settled down, slightly.
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Noah wasn’t much for contact by others, he would rather let the actions of a smile, or a dip of the head and maw be his hello. Unlike his mother, when it came to family she wanted to take in every single second that she had with the family. There another thing that she was pointing out to him, of course without her words, of how he was so much like Lucifer. The silver male, watched and observed. That was his style. The male looked to the white female with the cloth wrapped around her, he knew that within the wrap was her and Liam’s(well he assumed Liam’s) she smelled like milk. The male could tell that this small little pup that he had worked on repairing thing within her pack.

The silver male spoke up, in the midst of the happy little family reunion.”Dose anyone know any information about a dog named Amy?” The Sawtooth male asked, he knew if anyone would know anything Aeron would, however if one of these two youngest would know something, it would help Noah with his mission about finding this Amy, and killing her. He refused to tell Deuce of the horrible thing that he was planning for the dog that had hurt Fayne, and Kiara. The male would kill her and then use her fangs to make a necklace out of. That would be his trophy for killing that woman.



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He wrinkled his nose again as the pale matriarch released him, turning her attention to Ayasha. A squeal of delight made him cringe as the pale woman caught sight of Ayasha carrying the pups in a sling. She approached eagerly, her tail wagging hard. "How many were there? Boys or girls? What are their names? Can I hold them?" Her words tumbled out one after the other, and Liam rolled his eyes as Noah's question caught his attention.

"Amy? Yeah, the crazy bitch was a member for a while, then she left. Came back just to help Ayasha deliver, even though Panda was already there." His disgusted tone spoke volumes of his distaste for the female, his ears laying back. A hand lifted absently to touch the scar she'd left on him once, long ago.

Nope, he didn't like Amy at all. He tolerated her while she was a pack mate. He hated her, wished he could see her dead even if only to piss on her unmoving corpse.


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